Cinder-Slut from bodyservent to Slave Queen (closed)

closed for scribe_m and I

I woke up, shivering near the fire place again. I did not even making it to my tiny room at the top of the turret last night. I notice my eyes were damp again. Luckily, they didn't swell or get red and puffy, like my stepsisters'. I miss my father so much. How could he have left me alone with these horrid people? I know he thought I needed a mother, and I really wanted one, but anything would be better than this.


I looked down at my ragged chemise and noticed the ashes from the fireplace. I just had time to run up and change into my spare one before starting my chores. I gasped, as the almost frozen water in the basin hit my skin. I scrubbed myself as clean as I could, humming to myself as I hurried to get dressed. I brushed my long blond tresses quickly before covering it with a kerchief, hiding it by twisting it tightly and pinning it in place. I sighed, as I looked down at my thin clean chemise and bit my lip -- I was worried that my large breast and nipples were clearly visible through the soft cotton. Well, maybe my stepmother would replace this one soon.


I hurried back down to the kitchen, getting the breakfast tray to my youngest stepsister's room first. She always awoke first, and would be waiting for me if I didn't hurry. I stumbled up the steps, under the large tray, the hot tea from the pot spilling over the rim. It burnt my right breast slightly, as it sloshed onto me. I quietly opened the door hoping to get in and out before Drezilla awoke. As I set the tray dow I shivered as I heard her shrill voice,"Cinderella, I've been waiting. you know what happens when you make me wait."


"Yes Miss," I stuttered, as I slowly walked to the chaise at the foot of the bed. Bending over, I raised my chamois over my bare buttocks, then placed myself facedown on the chaise, my ass in the air, and grasping my hands behind my back. I waited as Drezilla trailed her fingers over my ass scratching as she followed my curves, making me jump. Even though I loathed her touch my channel was already starting to become moist. My stepfamily had trained me well, I blushed as I felt a tingle of excitement deep within. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I squealed under Drezilla's hand, quaking waiting for another blow, I felt her hand rub my tingling buttocks. I sighed thinking the worst was over. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Tears began to leak from the corners of my eyes. Drezilla stradled the head of the chaise, her bare pussy inches from my face.


"Lick me, Cinder-Slut. I saw how wet you were becoming. You better hurry. You know mother will be up any minute, and I better be satisfied before my breakfast is cold." I hurried to bend my face toward her, using my fingers from one hand, plunging three fingers inside her, as I hurried to lick her clit. My tongue licked her fast and hard, as my fingers plunged in and out of her rather large hole. Sucking and tugging on her clit as I continue fingering her, I could almost get my whole hand inside her. Drezilla's juices start to flow as I sucked and lapped her. Moaning loudly, she cried out, "Yes, suck me my little Cinder-Slut! Make me cum!" I continued slurping at her, my tongue dancing over her large clit, as I tugged it with my teeth and my fingers. Plunging inside her slickness, I turned my hand slightly, knowing I needed just a little more to bring her over the edge. I used my thumb to push inside her ass, as I continued to suck and lick her clit. Feeling her panting beneath me, knowing I had this power, caused my pussy to become wetter as her knees tightened around my head, her hand holding me in place as she screamed her release. She shuddered around me holding me to her, knowing full well she had woken my stepmother. I would be late with her breakfast now as well. She finally released me. Getting up, she used a finger to trace my wet and wanting little slit, with my creamy juices. She slapped my ass again. "Stand up Cinderella. Lick my finger, so you know what a little needy slut you are. Better hurry. I'm sure mother is waiting."


I sucked her finger deep into my mouth, tasting myself, thinking it reminded me of the ocean. My ass tingling and my pussy dripping, I bowed my head as I hurried from the room fearful of what my stepmother had in store for me today.


I ran out into the hallway. Panting rushing for the staircase to get my stepmother Lady Tremaine's breakfast. WHAM! "Ouch" I screamed ! As I landed on my ass , wobbled then fell flat on my back. Rubbing my nose I trembled as I had run straight into my step mother's door. How could this day get worse.

Chapter 2: Stepmother

I listened to the patter of tiny feet, waiting until just the right moment before throwing my door open. "Cinderella," I shouted. I knew I hit my mark, by the thud against the door. I almost smiled, how I loved to humiliate this brat that my dead husband loved so much. I stepped out and looked down at her lying on the floor. "So fucking beautiful", I thought to myself, even if she was dressed in nothing more than worn underclothes hiding her wonderful hair. I looked at her, lustfully, her full breast pressing against her chamois, and her nest of golden curls at the apex of her thighs. I wanted her under me, while I licked her sweet cunt and forced her to do my bidding. I had watched her blossom from a pretty young girl to a stunning woman, and guided her the whole time to my wicked pleasures. "I know you are late with my breakfast again, as all we ask of you is to serve. You should be grateful we didn't turn you out. Then how would you live my pretty servant? You know that I won't tolerate this insolence from you. You will be punished."

I reached down her arm to pull her into my bedroom. I kept my stern expression, my eyes lingering on the wet spot over her right breast, watching as her nipple tightened under my gaze. Yes, years of training had taught her well how to enjoy pleasure and pain. Even my daughters got enjoyment from her body. I wasn't an ogre. I let her have her release if she worked very hard for one.

I felt she might even deserve one today. Well, I thought that if I wore her out completely, she wouldn't notice the invitation we had all recieved to the annual ball. How I loved this event, all the pleasure to be had, and having the honor of the Prince possibly picking one of my daughters to keep in his bed for the year. It seemed he had bedded almost all the kingdom -- and then some -- searching for whom he desired. Surly, this year he would pick one of my daughters. Why, they might even become the future queen.

As I dragged my pretty little slave through the door, I knew just the thing for the day. Why, after she pleasured me and I used her, I would come up with a list of humiliating things for her to do today that would wear her out till she begged for rest. I'd have her scrub the floor holding the brush in her mouth, then have her eat off the floor while we watched. That alone would take most of her day. Next, as her clothes were all dirty, she could wash everything by hand, naked, outside, the whole staff watching her sexy body. My cunt was begining to throb just thinking of her body, after I marked it, of course, seeing her stretch to reach the top of the clothes line. Anistasia would place the clothes pins on her body, and my slave would be dripping before the last pin was attached. I would watch her, as she struggled not to cum, as she arched to reach the line.

"Cinderella, come to me. Let me be done with your punishment, my pretty, before you start your list of chores for the day. Hurry girl, and I might allow you to cum as you pleasure me, my pretty bitch. Now fetch the crop from its place and my favorite gag for you also. DID I TELL YOU TO WALK? Go down on your knees, lift your chamois over your plump ass. Now spread your legs nice and wide, as you crawl to get my tools. If that rag you're wearing slips and covers that juicy cunt, you will wish this was all I do to you, my Cinder-slut." I coveted her body, as I watched her carefully lift, then tie, the worn cloth above her ass. The sly bitch was already trying to deny me more pleasure, she will pay for that. As she crawled across the room, her head bowed and legs awkwardly spread, I could see her shiny pink pussy glistening with her own desire. I know the slut craves these games as much as I. I watched her every move as she got to the cabinet licking my dry lips thinking of the pleasure I would recieve.