Snowy and the Seven Petites

Chapter 2

"Hi, sweetie," said Doc as the woman stirred and opened her eyes. "You are safe now. Hippy saved your life."

"Hippy?" she croaked. "Saved my life? What happened?"

Someone pushed Hippy forward to the side of the table. She raised her hand and waved silently. "That's me. Hippy."

Doc lifted the woman's head and held a glass of water to her bright red lips. She drank gratefully and drained the glass of its contents.

"Why am I tied down?" the woman asked as she looked across her naked body and saw the ropes. "And why am I naked?"

"We'll answer all of your questions eventually," replied Doc. "But it was for your own good during treatment. Now, Hippy has some questions for you."

"Why did that man try to kill you?" asked Hippy.

"What man?"

"The man you were with in the forest," replied Hippy. Then she realized that the woman was unconscious and might not have even known there was a man. "Tell me what you remember."

The woman closed her eyes and tried to think. Then she opened them again. "I was with the gamekeeper. He offered to ride with me today. I like to ride every day and he said he should go with me since some bears had been seen in the forest the day before."

"Bears?" exclaimed Hippy. "Here? There are no bears around here. And I should know. I practically live in the forest."

"That's what he said," she stated. "We rode deep into the forest. And then everything went black."

"Do you remember feeling anything?" asked Doc. "Or drinking anything?"

The woman shook her head. "I don't remember."

Doc spent the next five minutes examining every inch of the woman's skin that was reachable with the way she was tied to the table. She ran her fingers over the incredibly smooth and silky flesh and held a magnifying glass to look more closely.

"Aha!" she finally exclaimed. "Here it is."

"What is it?" asked Chesty.

Doc pointed to the woman's upper right arm and placed her finger on the supple flesh. Everyone gathered around to see what she found. There, they saw a tiny pinprick.

"That's the normal way of introducing the poison. It appears that the gamekeeper meant to kill you and decided on a quick fuck before he sent you to your maker."

"The gamekeeper?" asked the confused woman. "Why would he do that? He has always been kind to me."

"Maybe he was paid to do it?" offered Hippy. "Who knows? But I saw him with a knife to your throat. You would be lying in a puddle of your own blood in the middle of the forest if I hadn't shot him in his wrist."

"Thank you for saving me," said the woman. "I still find it hard to believe that he would do that to me, though. Can you let me up now? I feel much better now."

"That's the other thing that I wanted to talk to you about," said Hippy. "Since you were found in the woods and helpless and since I saved your life, I have decided to keep you. You are our pet now."

"What?!?!?!??!" sputtered the shocked woman. "You can't do that! They will be looking for me. And when they find me, you'll be arrested and executed."

"I doubt that," said Sleazy. "I doubt that the gamekeeper will be able to admit that he failed. He'll probably just report that he killed you and pocket his fee."

"What is your name?" asked Dopey.

"My name is Caroline," the woman replied.

Hippy gasped. "Caroline? The princess?"

"Yes," confirmed the woman. "I am Princess Caroline. Now if you will let me go, I will see that no charges are brought against you."

Hippy reached out and placed her hands over the royal breasts and squeezed lightly. Then she leaned down and ran her tongue around each of the red nipples. "You have such beautiful white skin. From now on, you are no longer Princess Caroline. You will be known as Snowy."

"You can't get away with this!" screamed Snowy. She had been trying to maintain her composure up until now but it was becoming intolerable now, especially when this girl was touching her so intimately. "My father and stepmother will find me and give you a taste of revenge!"

"Consider it a favor that we are keeping you," said Sleazy before she leaned down and kissed Snowy on the lips. She held the kiss as Snowy struggled for over a minute before continuing. "Someone wants you dead. With us, you may be our slavegirl but at least you are a live slavegirl."

Doc joined the fun. She ran her fingers through the little heart-shaped tuft of fur and then slid her fingers lower, parting the petals and slipping a finger into the bound woman. She wiggled it and then used her fingers from the other hand to toy with the slick little clitoris.

"Just think of the benefits of your new life," said Doc. "You get to share a bed with a warm loving body each night. You will be well cared for and fed. You will get free medical attention. And the sex will be glorious." She slid her finger deeper into the struggling woman.

Snowy tried to protest but Sleazy had started kissing her again. Hippy had relinquished one of the beautiful breasts to Chesty who was now sucking and gnawing on the nipple. Hippy was doing the same thing with the matching nipple.

Snowy started to moan into Sleazy's lips as the fingers and tongues and lips and teeth tormented her body. She tried to resist the rising arousal in her body but all of the sensations were too much for her. Before long, she erupted in a powerful, if unwanted, orgasm.

They waited until Snowy came down from her orgasmic high. Then they released her feet and hobbled them together with a length of rope. She would only be able to take small mincing steps. Two lengths of rope were tied around her neck and a Petite stood on either side of the captive, holding onto the leashes. Once they felt that she was under control, they released her hands. She tried to flail around but her arms were quickly captured and her wrists were bound in front of her.

"Okay," said Hippy. "Time to stand up. We need to move you."

They helped her swing her feet off the table and then helped her to stand up.

"Oh my gosh!" Snowy exclaimed. "You're all so tiny!!!"

Snowy stood six feet tall and towered over even the tallest of the Petites. "You're dwarfs!"

"We aren't dwarfs," responded a miffed Chesty. "We're simply petite. And we are now your owners."

"Oh god!" groaned Snowy. "I've been captured by elves!"

They bound her standing upright to a pole in the middle of the great room. She would be available to anyone who wanted to play with her until Grumpy and Busty got home. Then they would figure out how to best utilize the talents of their new slave.

In the meantime, Hippy headed back into the forest. She went to the spot where she had captured Snowy and set the items that she brought with her on the ground. She had brought Snowy's torn dress and she used a wolf claw that she had saved from an earlier season to further tear and shred the dress. She scattered the remnants about a bit as a wolf would do as it mangled its prey. Then she took the gallon of blood and started sprinkling it on the bits of cloth. After she was pleased with the effect, she poured the remaining blood onto the spot where Snowy had been lying. It was not human blood. They had butchered a pig several weeks earlier and Hippy had saved the blood. She thought it might be useful for attracting prey. This time, hopefully it would keep predators from coming too close. The final thing that she did was to drop the locket that Snowy had been wearing onto one of the scraps of cloth. It would appear that Snowy had been mangled and torn apart by a pack of wolves and then had her carcass dragged away to be eaten.

Hippy melted back into the forest and waited. She waited for two hours but she was used to that when she hunted. She had learned patience and it had made her a deadly predator. As she expected, the male came back. He was heavily bandaged around his wrist and she assumed that his ass and thigh were also bandaged but they were hidden by his pants. And he came alone. Surely that was a sign that he had been hired to kill the girl. If not, he would have brought an entire search party. But he could not afford witnesses.

He was also carrying a rifle and he had a pistol strapped to his leg. He would kill anyone who might be a witness to his deadly plan. Hippy slowed her breathing and became very still. She could not afford to be detected. Her bow and dagger would be no match for the guns.

He arrived at the gruesome spot and got down from his horse. A smile appeared on his lips as he walked around the blood-soaked scene. He was only there for a few minutes before he got back onto his horse. The last thing he did before remounting was to pick up the locket and drop it into a pocket. He quickly scanned the surrounding forest and then rode off in the direction he came from. He would be able to report to the Queen that her stepdaughter had been murdered.