Cinderella and Charming
Looking out the window of her drawing room, Cinderella noted that it was snowing lightly. It was almost nine o’clock in the morning, and no visitor had come to sit with her yet. Cinderella felt dread, not because she was alone for the first time in a while, but because she knew that these conditions were just the sort that her stepsisters, Anastasia and Drizella, preferred when they come by. They’d contrive to sit her between them in a quiet and private corner somewhere, and then…
Cinderella’s fears were realized when, at that same moment, the doorman announced her stepsisters into her presence.
“Princess!†Drizella called casually even as the two women gave Cinderella a curtsey. The two, of course, had stopped being evil—they’ve outgrown that phase long ago. They did, however, retain some trace of… naughtiness. Just enough, they said, to keep their lives interesting.
“Alone, are we?†observed Anastasia at once, her eyes surreptitiously roaming the room for prime spots.
“Drizella, Anastasia, welcome,†Cinderella greeted them, smiling and feeling resigned to her fate that morning. Sure enough, while Cinderella was calling for tea, the sisters claimed the chairs at the far end of the room, near the roaring fireplace. They smiled, expectant, while Drizella patted the seat they’ve reserved for her, right in between them.
Cinderella held back a sigh, approached them, and sat. Immediately after getting themselves settled and served with tea, the stories started pouring out. Because, as the sisters professed repeatedly, they’ve simply been dying to share their latest sexual adventures with her. This was precisely what Cinderella had been afraid of, because out of politeness—and perhaps because a part of her was intrigued by the stories—Cinderella could not help but listen as Anastasia and Drizella chattered on.
That day, Anastasia—who was a widow—talked about her latest beau, a twenty-two year old man who apparently did not mind being abused physically now and again. So far, according to Anastasia, she had whipped him to submission, tied him up and stuck a long thick phallus up his rectum, repeatedly stimulated him near to climax only to clamp down on his cock at the last moment, making him sob for her to let him cum