Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall is a rewrite of Snow White with a lesbian, bdsm twist. One of the things I love to write are rewriting fairy tales with erotic twists.

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Mirror, Mirror, on the Wall by Ellen

Once upon a time there lived a beautiful queen, who could not bear the thought that anyone could surpass her in beauty. Often, she stared at herself in her mirror, which praised her beauty.

One day, the queen asked, "Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the most beautiful of all?"

You are the most beautiful of all I see, my queen, but Snow White is the most beautiful of all."

Shocked, the queen threw her brush across the room and tugged at her hair. Her scream echoed throughout the castle and scared the rats into hiding.

How can that be?" Screeching, the queen turned to the mirror and asked, "Who is this Snow White?"

Oh, queen, Snow White lives over the hills with the seven dwarfs, and she is the most beautiful of all."

Stop saying that," the queen screamed, covering her ears. "I'll see about this." She went to the kitchen and chose the most beautiful apple of all. When she found the one she wanted, she doused it with a potion. Knowing it was ready, she painted her face and dressed herself as an old woman, so no one would know her. In this disguise, she traveled over the hills to find Snow White. When she found the white cottage, she knocked at the door and said,

Pretty apples to sell, very, very cheap." Snow White looked out of the window and said, "Good day, my good woman. May I see the apples you have to sell?"

Here, have a taste, my pretty," the old woman said, offering Snow White the tainted apple.

Oh, it is the most beautiful I have ever seen. It is almost too pretty to eat," she said, taking it.

Despite its beauty, it is meant to be eaten. That is its destiny."

You're a wise woman. I shall savor every morsel." When Snow White bit into the apple and chewed the bite, she fainted.

Sleep, my beautiful Snow White. Now, you belong to me. Sleep." When they returned to the castle, the queen ordered her servants,

Throw her into the dungeon. I'll deal with her tomorrow." Tired from carrying Snow White over the hills back to the castle, she retired to her room. "Now, I must get my beauty sleep." The next morning, she groomed herself and ate breakfast before she greeted her new servant. She dabbed perfume behind her ears, on her wrists, and between the swell of her breasts. Excited about her new possession, she ate sparsely of her morning meal.

Bring her to me," she said, pushing away from the table. "I will entertain her in my chamber." Another servant brought the chained Snow White before the queen and pushed her down onto her knees. When she kneeled with her ankles and wrists chained, the other servant bowed and waited for his next command. The queen observed Snow White's disheveled hair with straw in it and dirt smudged across her cheeks. It angered her that Snow White could possess beauty even in this state. She wanted to slap the girl for it. Confused, Snow White looked around the room and settled her eyes on the queen. She did not recognize her as the old woman selling apples.

Where am I?"

Hush. Do not speak unless you are spoken to. You have a lot to learn about your new life, but first, we must get you cleaned up," the queen said, motioning to the servant. He grabbed her up off the floor and hurried her to be cleaned. While he scrubbed Snow White and dressed her in a servant's tunic, the queen planned her approach to possessing the girl. When the servant returned with her, the queen observed the girl dressed in the drab tunic and found her to still be disgustingly beautiful. While she thought of possessing that beauty, she ordered the servant to remove the tunic. After he pulled it over her head, he folded it and left when dismissed. Meanwhile, Snow White desperately tried to cover her breasts and her crotch, but the chain between her wrists forced her to choose one. She chose to cover her triangle of black hair. The queen thought about how virginal Snow White looked and said, "You belong to me now. I shall use you as I please. You will be unclothed when I see fit. Uncover yourself." Snow White looked around the room and slowly moved her shaking hands to her sides. She released a deep breath and lowered her head in shame.

You are to say, 'yes, my queen,' when you are given a command. Do you understand?"

Yes, my queen."

Good. Now, bring me my brush." Snow White hurried to the queen's vanity table without responding properly.

Brush my hair, but be gentle. If you are not, you will add to your punishment," the queen said when Snow White held the brush out to her.

Yes, my queen." As Snow White brushed her hair; the queen counted the times her head was jerked by the force of a stroke. The girl brushed the queen's hair until her arms ached. While the young woman stroked her fingers through the royal tresses to test her brushing skills, the queen felt small, pert breasts touch her back. Pretending not to notice, she envisioned her teeth gnawing on one of her nipples. Forcing herself to deal out the punishment at hand, she ordered Snow White to give her the brush and to drape herself over her lap.

Yes, my queen," Snow White said, trembling. The queen paddled her with the back of the brush. She started inches from the round bottom, but eventually, she drew her arm back to deliver strokes full force. She felt a dampness grow between her legs as Snow White twitched her bottom and tried to avoid the strokes. When her arm grew tired, she brushed the bristles across the freshly spanked bottom and was delighted that Snow White screamed and squirmed away from the rough bristles. After a couple of minutes, she spread her legs and stroked the stem of the brush against her virginal opening. She pressed it against the hymen to stretch it, but she pulled it away before the tissue broke. Snow White inhaled a breath and held it, while the queen teased her opening. Abruptly the queen stood, and Snow White fell to the floor. While she curled up on the floor, the queen snatched a bell from her vanity table and rang it. In a couple of minutes, a servant appeared at the door.

Bring me three apples in a bowl. When you return, shackle her up."

Yes, my queen," he said, bowing to her. He hurried to the kitchen to fetch her the apples. When he returned with a bowl of bright, red ones, he placed it on the vanity next to the queen. While he chained Snow White's arms and draped the chain over the canopy rail to hold her in a standing position, the queen sliced an apple and bit the crisp fruit. She imagined it was the ripe and ready to be eaten flesh of her new toy. When the servant finished with Snow White, the queen dismissed him. She wanted to be alone with her new possession. She stared at the beautiful woman.

Snow White stood with her arms stretched above her head, with her ankles chained, and with her knees forced apart by a piece of wood wedged between them. Ashamed, she hung her head because she had never before been spread open like this. Pleased with the sight, the queen continued to slice apples. After she finished, she carried the bowl across the room to the anticipating Snow White.

Without saying a word, the queen picked up an apple wedge and licked it. She enjoyed watching Snow White's eyes follow her every move. After she licked the apple juice from the wedge, she lowered it to Snow White's cunt. She stroked it across her clit and watched the shackled slave wiggle. She teased her clit for a couple of minutes, before she dipped the wedge into the virginal opening. Snow White gasped.

The queen removed the wedge and licked the girl's juices from it. She smiled, when she tasted a hint of blood. Pleased, she ate the wedge. She took another slice and dipped it into the hole. This time, she offered it to Snow White. At first, the bound woman turned her head away from the apple wedge scented with her own juices, but soon, she succumbed to the fragrant fruit. Angered by Snow White's slow acceptance of her half of the ritual, the queen snatched up an apple core and tied string around it. Snow White watched as the queen attached the other end of the string to the board between the slave's knees. With the string situated, the queen walked behind the girl and pushed the core into her ass. The girl screamed as her opening stretched to accommodate it.

When I offer you something, do not ever refuse it or hesitate accepting it. Do I make myself clear?" Snow White swallowed the end of her scream and said,

"Yes, my queen." Her voice cracked as she spoke, and this pleased the queen. As if nothing had happened, the queen picked up another wedge. This time she slipped it inside the hole and reached for another. Snow White marveled at the feel of the apple wedge in her tight opening. She felt her walls stretch to accept another wedge as the queen pushed it in. While apple wedges forced Snow White's pussy to open, the two women breathed heavily from the efforts of inserting each individual slice. After the queen inserted another wedge, Snow White felt the apple puzzle press against its core through the thin layer of flesh of her other opening, and she wondered if she could tolerate another slice. Indeed, the queen did insert another one, but the walls of the virginal hole fought this last intrusion. The queen persisted. Snow White grunted and breathed out every ounce of breath in her lungs as the queen slid the slice into place. The girl moaned as the apple puzzle filled her. Picking up the last apple slice, the queen held it between her teeth, while she lowered the bowl between Snow White's legs. Knowing it was time; the queen kicked the wooden wedge. When it fell away from her knees, it jerked the apple core from her ass. Snow White screamed, and juice squirted from between her legs into the bowl.

The queen lowered it to the floor to catch any other juice, which may come. She removed the last apple slice from between her teeth. Snow White stared at the slice and swallowed. The queen stroked the apple slice across Snow White's clit and sucked one of the girl's nipples between her teeth. As the young woman's cunt muscles contracted with each orgasm, the queen heard juice and pulp falling from her slave's cunt into the bowl. When the queen decided she had milked her slave dry, she pulled away and sighed. When she looked down at the bowl, she smiled. She dipped her hand into the juice and drank from her palm. She dipped her finger into the juice and offered it to Snow White, who suckled it like a breast. This pleased the queen. Still smiling, she walked over to her mirror and said, "Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who possesses the most beauty of all?"

You, my queen, possess the most beauty of all in the land." Satisfied the mirror spoke the truth; she turned from the mirror to her Snow White. Unlatching the girl, the queen said, "I expect fresh squeezed juice every morning."

Yes, my queen," Snow White said, while she was lowered onto the floor on her wobbly knees. The queen sat on the edge of the bed and studied her new slave. Pulling her skirt up, the queen said, "But now, you must satisfy me." Smiling, Snow White crawled between the royal legs and said, "Yes, my queen."