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by Gabriel Daemon
Category: Erotica/Taboo Erotica
Description: In this dark retelling of a classic fairy tale, Hansel and Gretel are twins living in the rural town of Brimstone, at the mercy of their selfish and manipulative mother. Desiring to be free of the burden of caring for children who have come of age, Mother concocts a plan to abandon them far from home. But Hansel and Gretel are crafty and resourceful, prompting Mother to be even more devious. However, the twins find refuge at Ginger's Diner, a refuge which quickly becomes a prison. Held captive by a vile witch, Hansel and Gretel realize there is only one way to escape, a way which will change their relationship forever....
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: July 2008
28 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [150 KB]
Reading time: 72-101 min.
"This is not your average fairy tale. It was very well put together and descriptive. I was drawn to the twins and their struggles. Everyone knows how the original story ends and they do live happily ever after with a twist. I enjoyed very much how well the story flowed and it didn't feel like a big stretch from the original. I was very impressed with Mr. Daemon?s storytelling capabilities." --Breia Brickey, Paranormal Romance Reviews
The witch's grip shifted from Gretel's neck to the girl's arm as Ginger pulled the girl toward another door. Gretel cried out for help several times, screaming at the top of her lungs in the hope that Sheriff Fred would hear her. The witch slapped Gretel hard across the face, sending her sprawling into what appeared to be a bathroom.
"Don't waste your breath, you little backwoods bitch," she growled. "I've enchanted this entire building so that no sound escapes from one room to the next. Now, get those dirty clothes off!"
Gretel sat up on the floor, touching her split lip and glaring in terror at the witch. "Wh-what?"
"Strip, girl!" commanded Ginger, hulking like an ogre in the doorway. "I want every stitch of clothing off that skinny little body! Do it!"
Amid trembling whimpers and fumbling fingers, Gretel scrambled to her feet, hastily removing her shirt and shorts and everything else she wore before Ginger's impatient gaze. Shamefully, she stood nude before her captor, self-consciously covering her privates.
"Put your hands at your sides, girl," ordered the witch, approaching the quivering young woman. "I need to get a good look at you."
Eyes squeezed shut, Gretel did as she was told, wincing and flinching when she felt the dry, bark-like hands of the witch touching her breasts, her thighs, even the plump mound of lightly-furred flesh above her sex. Gretel caught her breath when she felt a twig-like finger slide against her labia, pushing in slightly.
"Not exactly his type," commented Ginger, sniffing her finger. "But you're fresh and young. He should be happy with you."
Gretel opened her eyes fearfully. "Wh-wh-what ya talkin' 'bout?"
The witch sneered. "Tell me, girl, are you willing to do whatever it takes to keep you and your brother safe from harm?"
Gretel rubbed her shoulders, not knowing what the witch was getting at, but knowing whatever it was, she wasn't going to like it. "M-maybe..."
Ginger cackled. "Sure you will," she said patronizingly. "You'll do whatever I tell you, girl, because if you don't, then your brother starts to lose weight one finger at a time."
Gretel gasped, eyes wide and shimmering in terror. "No! Please! Don't hurt Han!"
"Then you do what I say." Ginger indicated the sink and the small, stand-up shower behind Gretel. "Now, get yourself cleaned up. You may be young and fresh, but you stink like a barnyard dog. Fred may be pig, but I'm sure he draws the line somewhere."