Snow White Part 2

The guards took her back to her prison. "The Queen will hear about this," he said.

Snow White groaned and sat back on her small, hard bed. She closed her eyes and thought of her prince, smiling as she remembered his touch and his kisses.

To her surprise, a strange man came for her the next day. He was a little older than her, with brown hair and a thick beard that accented his strong chin. He was dressed in a simple hunting tunic with a dagger sheathed on his belt. "You're to come with me, Snow White."

She stood up. "Who are you?" she asked.

"I'm the queen's royal huntsman," he said. "Come with me."

A shiver of fear ran down her stomach as she followed him down the hall to the outside. This couldn't be good. The queen had to be angry at her escape and she wondered what she would do to punish her. The huntsman must be the one to punish her.

The huntsman motioned for her to walk in front of him to keep her from escaping. He directed her out of the castle and to the nearby forest. After the castle was no longer in sight, he told her to stop.

Snow White faced him. She wasn't able to stop herself from trembling a little, worried about what was going to come.

"The queen wants me to kill you," he said. "Your little rebellion last night made it clear you're more trouble to her alive than dead."

Snow White gasped. She knew the queen would be angry but she didn't think she would go as far as kill her.

The huntsman unsheathed his dagger. Snow White wanted to run. She needed to run. But she was frozen to the spot. The huntsman trailed the point of his blade around her wildly beating heart. "She wants me to cut this out and bring it to her as proof," he said.

Snow White shuddered and felt a small prick of the dagger. Tears entered her eyes.

The Huntsman gave her a predatory smile and removed the dagger. "I could bring her a deer heart instead," he said. "But I'll need to be persuaded to let you live."

"Please," Snow White gasped. "I'll do anything. Please."

"Get on your knees."

She knelt down in front of him.

The huntman pulled out his cock. He was thicker than the prince, and Snow White gulped when she saw it. She wasn't sure how she was supposed to take such a big cock when she could barely handle the prince's.

"Open that sweet little mouth of yours," he growled.

Snow White obeyed. She wasn't sure what was about to happen, but she had no choice. If she didn't do what he said, he would kill her.

"Good girl." The huntsman grabbed her hair to hold her still and thrust his cock into her open mouth. She immediately gagged around his girth and tears entered her eyes from the force of it.

"Take it," he said. "Take my cock."

She breathed through her nose and managed to stop gagging.He pushed his cock deeper into her and then pulled out slightly before thrusting back in. He groaned as he brutally fucked her mouth. Despite herself, she was getting aroused from his cock in her mouth. How could she feel the same way now as she did with the prince who was so kind to her? But she felt pleasure from the huntsman using her anyway.

"That's it," he growled. "That's it."

Suddenly he jerked her head back and let go of her hair. Snow White lost her balance and fell to the ground. He knelt in front of her and pushed her legs apart and jerked her skirt up to her hips. With one quick thrust he entered her.

Snow White cried out in pain and pleasure. He was so much rougher than the prince but somehow it still felt good. The Huntsman grunted and thrust into her over and over. He gripped her hips to hold her still, his fingers digging into her skin as he ravished her.

Snow White felt something building up inside her. She didn't know what it was but it felt good. She started moving her hips with the Huntsman, wanting more of that feeling. It was just amazing. Then suddenly pleasure burst inside her and she cried out.

"You're such a slut, coming on my cock," the Huntsman growled. "Knew you liked getting fucked, you slut." He pulled out of her and ripped her dress in half with one clean motion, exposing her naked body to him. He stood over her and jerked himself off until he spurted white liquid all over her body.

Snow White lied limply, feeling stunned by what just happened. She never felt like this before.

Huntsman slapped her lightly on her thigh. "You earned yourself your freedom," he said as he stood up and put his cock away. "Get out of here, unless you want seconds."

Snow White struggled to stand up, her legs shaky. The cum dripped down her body, feeling sticky. She took off the tattered remains of her dress and wiped it off before dropping it to the ground. Then it finally hit her that she had a chance for freedom. Snow White breathed a sigh of relief and started running. It didn't matter where she went as long as she was away from the Huntsman and the Queen. She was finally free.