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Chapter One - Of the Dark Queen
By Mykah Clarke Posted in Punk Snow-white on 10 November 2019 2 min read
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Chapter One – Of the Dark Queen

In a distant realm, in a distant time, there was a queen, who could not give a son to her king. One day, while working at the spindle, the queen pricked herself with a needle, and a drop of blood appeared on her finger. The queen was very impressed, and fainted. So she dreamed she had a daughter, white as snow, black as ebony and red as a rose. The queen recovered from fainting, and, feeling ready to get pregnant, decided to seduce the king to be able to lie with him, that evening.
We have not yet said that the realm, far away in time and space, was a dark realm, where the sun was always covered by clouds.

The castle of the queen was tall and positioned on top of a bare mountain, its towers were silhouetted against a ravine, not even the eagles dared to approach as it was gloomy.

That evening, the queen decided to dress provocatively, with a black leather suit. This was adherent on the waist, short on the legs, busty on the breast, leaving all its forms clearly visible.

She wore stockings over the knee, in a net shape, and a lace garter to keep them in the right position. The shoes were black leather, shiny, with high heels. The bodice was low-cut on her white skin back, leaving the queen’s large tattoo on display.

The tattoo started from her left shoulder, and went down to the right hip. It represented a panther, with fiery eyes and imposing front claws, crouched on her back with its head resting on her hip. Dark-colored flowers around the panther, petals detached from the claws, blood in its jaws.

The queen’s face was made up with a purple-colored make-up. On the lips, around the eyes, a heavy eyeliner defined the contrast between her white face and the gloomy aspect.

The queen went to the bridal chamber, where the king waited for her to go to bed.

What a surprise to the king, to see his bride so provocative, so intense, so desirable.

So the queen lay with the king, and after a night of fire she finally became pregnant.


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