p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 115%;"Chapter Two/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"You are pinned to the floor and studied. You are angry, and frustrated, and horny. The taste of Princess Snow White still lingers about you. The hunger that was satiated just moments ago has begun to well up deep inside you again./p
p class="MsoNormal""Huntsman," Maleficent purrs, "What a lovely thing you are."/p
p class="MsoNormal"A scoff escapes your throat before you can stop it. Maleficent's face contorts with anger, her staff striking your gut./p
p class="MsoNormal""SILENCE!"/p
p class="MsoNormal"She takes the bottom of it and pins your head to the floor. The chains about your ankles and hands tighten./p
p class="MsoNormal""You…. Serve me," Her delicate hand pointed accusingly at your face, then lightly landed against her chest. Your head bobs./p
p class="MsoNormal""…I heard that you hunt a very particular prey?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"Your head bobs again./p
p class="MsoNormal""I heard that you need time in a dungeon beforehand?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"You pause, then shake your head. The mistress of evil laughs./p
p class="MsoNormal""Yes, yes, that's definitely the ticket," She purrs. The lime green mistress calls her guards, and they drag you away to the dungeon. The ground is littered with needles. They throw you across the floor, and, like a magnet, every needle in the area is sucked into your bloated corpse./p
p class="MsoNormal"You writhe on the floor for hours, each metal obelisk rolls through your flesh, stinging and piercing you through and through. They rub against your bone, and poke out of your skin. The curse makes them a part of you./p
p class="MsoNormal""NooooAAAAaaaaaoooo!" You moan. You cannot live another moment of horror. The memory of Snow White comes back to you; yes, that would stop the pain. Plunging back into her would dissolve the agony that is your life./p
p class="MsoNormal"The chains that fastened you to Maleficent's will collapse as you bend to her directive. Find the princess, fuck the princess./p
p class="MsoNormal"Two needles erupt from the tip of your fingers as you make your way to the door. You reach through the bars and pick the lock. The door swings open./p
p class="MsoNormal"Find the princess, fuck the princess./p
p class="MsoNormal"That is all you live for now. You can feel it coursing through you as you smell the air, rub against the ground. It takes unsleeping days to even pick up a portion of her, barely a smidge of her, but now you know she's in the forest. You can smell her./p
p class="MsoNormal"You can taste her flesh./p
p class="MsoNormal"As you grow closer, the curse takes you over, the pins line up in a circle across your stomach as slowly you make your way closer and closer./p
p class="MsoNormal"Soon, you're in a clearing. The agony that keeps coursing through your body is easier to ignore when you have a target. The pain in your gut pierces your guts, kebobbing your bowels. There is nothing there. No food has filled your belly in years, no drink has sustained you. Only the thirst for princess flesh and the embibement of her blood will feed you. Now, with Maleficent, the curse has worsened. Instead of the queen's magics rotting your core, now all the powers of the Dark Faeries burns you from the inside out. Your pain has doubled, so must your reward./p
p class="MsoNormal"Distantly, you hear it. Just as the hawk hunts the mouse by the slightest sound, and the wolf hunts the rabbit by the slightest twitch of its body, so you too hunt her by sound. The second the music hits your ears, you know it is hers- you do not know how you know, but you know./p
p class="MsoNormal"You bolt towards the sound, a man possessed. The craving in your stomach has exploded into lava. Living fire melts your intestines, burning them to ash, then burning the ash until it rises again like a phoenix. The fever hits your chest. Your heart is on fire, incredibly it cannot be burnt. Feel like a hunk of metal, pierced through with needles as it is, slowly being melted to a point. The metal is LITERALLY smelted inside your body- you should be dead. You should be destroyed. Instead, it spurs you on as the fever hits harder and harder./p
p class="MsoNormal"You can hear her singing and your mind completely loses all sense of control. You have to have her- NOW./p
p class="MsoNormal"You rush into the clearing, on fire. Your body has focused its pain down to a point south of your waist. She is humming and dancing carefree of the world./p
p class="MsoNormal"She unintentionally spins right into you./p
p class="MsoNormal""Oh dear!"/p
p class="MsoNormal"Her small feminine body press up against yours. A sliver of metal pricks her skin and she falls./p
p class="MsoNormal"You look down at your helpless prize and feel the power rushing over you. It is a high that has never been equaled. Nothing feels quite so powerful as towering over such a beautiful young girl./p
p class="MsoNormal"The fire in your chest explodes outwards; it knows you are close to satisfaction. You decide that this time, you will take the girl slowly. Your revenge against Princess Snow White was fast and brutal. You want this time to last./p
p class="MsoNormal"You lay her down gently. Her hair billows out behind her like a golden wave. Her hands lay at her sides yieldingly. She looks so peaceful. A young royal like her would never have given a lowly man like you a second thought; girls like her and Snow White…. Or even the queen, they always lived happy, carefree lives letting the little guys do all the work, and suffer for their choices./p
p class="MsoNormal"But now you get to take her choice away from her./p
p class="MsoNormal"You run your fingers through her golden sun-like hair, so soft and warm. She smells amazing. Your hands run down her neck, and she says nothing. Your hands on her collarbone, and not a word of protest, just the gentle rise and fall of her bosom. Your hands slowly run over the outer-corset, under the strings and firm vest is the flesh of a beautiful young, pure, bona fide princess. You slowly undo the straps on the sleeping girl. Your curse flares up, urging you forward, but the second her first article of clothing springs free, it settles into the palm of your hand. The searing heat passes from your hands as you quietly grope the girl./p
p class="MsoNormal"This is nothing personal./p
p class="MsoNormal"Your rage spent on Snow White is gone, but now your grudge against both her and her step-mother still rages. Girls like her, pretty ones, get everything they want. Their lives are filled with nothing but pleasure and freedom while guys like you slave away in the dungeon trying to survive off their scraps./p
p class="MsoNormal"Her vest removed, your attention turns to her skirts. With a flash of pain, a burning needle erupts from your palms. Hands at the base of her skirt, you rip upward, bit by bit revealing the creamy softness of her legs- until you reach her hips. With a final brutal pull, the skirt is gone, leaving her blouse alone to cover her mound./p
p class="MsoNormal"The needles made quick work of that./p
p class="MsoNormal"You decide to slide off her undergarments and fold them by her side, leaving the sleeping beauty naked underneath you. Your hands roam the soft flesh of the girl. She is so soft, so pliable. She has no idea what you have been through, and no idea about what you will be doing with her./p
p class="MsoNormal"Slowly, you mount her. Your patience has paid off as your cock is as hard as steel. You thrust in so, so, so slowly, filling her channel expand, piercing her privacy. Slowly, slowly you thrust upward, staring down at her perfect, naked form. You enjoy every second of the penetration. You want this to last./p
p class="MsoNormal"The fire in your belly has died, but the warm in hers flares. Stoking her fire is the only thing that matters no. You pull out just to thrust back in, faster, and faster. She is so warm, so hot, and you want to send that warmth to a blaze, have her burn instead of you./p
p class="MsoNormal"You reach the end of her tunnel, pull back, and enter again. And then again, and then again, soon you have a rhythm going, in and out and in and out, so you speed up. Her body flops helpless underneath you- her hair a fan waving in the sun. Your increased speed starts to tax you, your skin no longer melted wax, it is now scale-y, and warm. Sweat droplets form and you increase that speed, rutting her without caution, slowly pushing her naked body through the grassy clearing./p
p class="MsoNormal"You look up and down her perfect body. She is gorgeous. Your thrusting speeds up, and you watch her breast matching. Reaching down, you take a firm hold of them and gently grope, but the needles in your palms shoot out, impaling her nipples./p
p class="MsoNormal"Suddenly, your crotch is on fire, and the burning metal that consisted of those needles pierces the skin of your shaft, embedding your cock deep, deep inside of the unconscious girl. You are pinned to her, rutting her as hard as you can to rid yourself of the curse's current parameters. Blood seeps out of her and onto the ground as you grow more and more frantic to push it all deep inside the pure creature. Finally, you climax, shoving it inside her core./p
p class="MsoNormal"You collapse spent./p
p class="MsoNormal"You fall, and fall, and fall until you are inside of some kind of pot./p
p class="MsoNormal""RISE!" You are commanded by your new master, "Rise, Huntsman!"/p
p class="MsoNormal"Out of breath and spent, with sweat pouring off of you in droplets, you sigh with relief. Just as with Snow White, you are swept away into the hands of evil./p
p class="MsoNormal"You are pinned to the floor and studied. You are angry, and frustrated, and horny. The taste of Princess Snow White still lingers about you. The hunger that was satiated just moments ago has begun to well up deep inside you again./p
p class="MsoNormal""Huntsman," Maleficent purrs, "What a lovely thing you are."/p
p class="MsoNormal"A scoff escapes your throat before you can stop it. Maleficent's face contorts with anger, her staff striking your gut./p
p class="MsoNormal""SILENCE!"/p
p class="MsoNormal"She takes the bottom of it and pins your head to the floor. The chains about your ankles and hands tighten./p
p class="MsoNormal""You…. Serve me," Her delicate hand pointed accusingly at your face, then lightly landed against her chest. Your head bobs./p
p class="MsoNormal""…I heard that you hunt a very particular prey?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"Your head bobs again./p
p class="MsoNormal""I heard that you need time in a dungeon beforehand?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"You pause, then shake your head. The mistress of evil laughs./p
p class="MsoNormal""Yes, yes, that's definitely the ticket," She purrs. The lime green mistress calls her guards, and they drag you away to the dungeon. The ground is littered with needles. They throw you across the floor, and, like a magnet, every needle in the area is sucked into your bloated corpse./p
p class="MsoNormal"You writhe on the floor for hours, each metal obelisk rolls through your flesh, stinging and piercing you through and through. They rub against your bone, and poke out of your skin. The curse makes them a part of you./p
p class="MsoNormal""NooooAAAAaaaaaoooo!" You moan. You cannot live another moment of horror. The memory of Snow White comes back to you; yes, that would stop the pain. Plunging back into her would dissolve the agony that is your life./p
p class="MsoNormal"The chains that fastened you to Maleficent's will collapse as you bend to her directive. Find the princess, fuck the princess./p
p class="MsoNormal"Two needles erupt from the tip of your fingers as you make your way to the door. You reach through the bars and pick the lock. The door swings open./p
p class="MsoNormal"Find the princess, fuck the princess./p
p class="MsoNormal"That is all you live for now. You can feel it coursing through you as you smell the air, rub against the ground. It takes unsleeping days to even pick up a portion of her, barely a smidge of her, but now you know she's in the forest. You can smell her./p
p class="MsoNormal"You can taste her flesh./p
p class="MsoNormal"As you grow closer, the curse takes you over, the pins line up in a circle across your stomach as slowly you make your way closer and closer./p
p class="MsoNormal"Soon, you're in a clearing. The agony that keeps coursing through your body is easier to ignore when you have a target. The pain in your gut pierces your guts, kebobbing your bowels. There is nothing there. No food has filled your belly in years, no drink has sustained you. Only the thirst for princess flesh and the embibement of her blood will feed you. Now, with Maleficent, the curse has worsened. Instead of the queen's magics rotting your core, now all the powers of the Dark Faeries burns you from the inside out. Your pain has doubled, so must your reward./p
p class="MsoNormal"Distantly, you hear it. Just as the hawk hunts the mouse by the slightest sound, and the wolf hunts the rabbit by the slightest twitch of its body, so you too hunt her by sound. The second the music hits your ears, you know it is hers- you do not know how you know, but you know./p
p class="MsoNormal"You bolt towards the sound, a man possessed. The craving in your stomach has exploded into lava. Living fire melts your intestines, burning them to ash, then burning the ash until it rises again like a phoenix. The fever hits your chest. Your heart is on fire, incredibly it cannot be burnt. Feel like a hunk of metal, pierced through with needles as it is, slowly being melted to a point. The metal is LITERALLY smelted inside your body- you should be dead. You should be destroyed. Instead, it spurs you on as the fever hits harder and harder./p
p class="MsoNormal"You can hear her singing and your mind completely loses all sense of control. You have to have her- NOW./p
p class="MsoNormal"You rush into the clearing, on fire. Your body has focused its pain down to a point south of your waist. She is humming and dancing carefree of the world./p
p class="MsoNormal"She unintentionally spins right into you./p
p class="MsoNormal""Oh dear!"/p
p class="MsoNormal"Her small feminine body press up against yours. A sliver of metal pricks her skin and she falls./p
p class="MsoNormal"You look down at your helpless prize and feel the power rushing over you. It is a high that has never been equaled. Nothing feels quite so powerful as towering over such a beautiful young girl./p
p class="MsoNormal"The fire in your chest explodes outwards; it knows you are close to satisfaction. You decide that this time, you will take the girl slowly. Your revenge against Princess Snow White was fast and brutal. You want this time to last./p
p class="MsoNormal"You lay her down gently. Her hair billows out behind her like a golden wave. Her hands lay at her sides yieldingly. She looks so peaceful. A young royal like her would never have given a lowly man like you a second thought; girls like her and Snow White…. Or even the queen, they always lived happy, carefree lives letting the little guys do all the work, and suffer for their choices./p
p class="MsoNormal"But now you get to take her choice away from her./p
p class="MsoNormal"You run your fingers through her golden sun-like hair, so soft and warm. She smells amazing. Your hands run down her neck, and she says nothing. Your hands on her collarbone, and not a word of protest, just the gentle rise and fall of her bosom. Your hands slowly run over the outer-corset, under the strings and firm vest is the flesh of a beautiful young, pure, bona fide princess. You slowly undo the straps on the sleeping girl. Your curse flares up, urging you forward, but the second her first article of clothing springs free, it settles into the palm of your hand. The searing heat passes from your hands as you quietly grope the girl./p
p class="MsoNormal"This is nothing personal./p
p class="MsoNormal"Your rage spent on Snow White is gone, but now your grudge against both her and her step-mother still rages. Girls like her, pretty ones, get everything they want. Their lives are filled with nothing but pleasure and freedom while guys like you slave away in the dungeon trying to survive off their scraps./p
p class="MsoNormal"Her vest removed, your attention turns to her skirts. With a flash of pain, a burning needle erupts from your palms. Hands at the base of her skirt, you rip upward, bit by bit revealing the creamy softness of her legs- until you reach her hips. With a final brutal pull, the skirt is gone, leaving her blouse alone to cover her mound./p
p class="MsoNormal"The needles made quick work of that./p
p class="MsoNormal"You decide to slide off her undergarments and fold them by her side, leaving the sleeping beauty naked underneath you. Your hands roam the soft flesh of the girl. She is so soft, so pliable. She has no idea what you have been through, and no idea about what you will be doing with her./p
p class="MsoNormal"Slowly, you mount her. Your patience has paid off as your cock is as hard as steel. You thrust in so, so, so slowly, filling her channel expand, piercing her privacy. Slowly, slowly you thrust upward, staring down at her perfect, naked form. You enjoy every second of the penetration. You want this to last./p
p class="MsoNormal"The fire in your belly has died, but the warm in hers flares. Stoking her fire is the only thing that matters no. You pull out just to thrust back in, faster, and faster. She is so warm, so hot, and you want to send that warmth to a blaze, have her burn instead of you./p
p class="MsoNormal"You reach the end of her tunnel, pull back, and enter again. And then again, and then again, soon you have a rhythm going, in and out and in and out, so you speed up. Her body flops helpless underneath you- her hair a fan waving in the sun. Your increased speed starts to tax you, your skin no longer melted wax, it is now scale-y, and warm. Sweat droplets form and you increase that speed, rutting her without caution, slowly pushing her naked body through the grassy clearing./p
p class="MsoNormal"You look up and down her perfect body. She is gorgeous. Your thrusting speeds up, and you watch her breast matching. Reaching down, you take a firm hold of them and gently grope, but the needles in your palms shoot out, impaling her nipples./p
p class="MsoNormal"Suddenly, your crotch is on fire, and the burning metal that consisted of those needles pierces the skin of your shaft, embedding your cock deep, deep inside of the unconscious girl. You are pinned to her, rutting her as hard as you can to rid yourself of the curse's current parameters. Blood seeps out of her and onto the ground as you grow more and more frantic to push it all deep inside the pure creature. Finally, you climax, shoving it inside her core./p
p class="MsoNormal"You collapse spent./p
p class="MsoNormal"You fall, and fall, and fall until you are inside of some kind of pot./p
p class="MsoNormal""RISE!" You are commanded by your new master, "Rise, Huntsman!"/p
p class="MsoNormal"Out of breath and spent, with sweat pouring off of you in droplets, you sigh with relief. Just as with Snow White, you are swept away into the hands of evil./p