"Elsa... do you have anything to say?" I asked.

Elsa was on her knees before me, breathing unstable with her eyes caressing my legs. She gulped.

"No," she whimpered.

I smirked, leaning in so that I could tilt her dirty, lust eyes up to me. I took her chin in my hand, fingers massaging her sweet, pale skin.

"You've stolen my chocolate, didn't admit that you did when I asked and now... you're like this because the chef spilled everything for me. Don't I get something in return... an apology... something you can make up for?" I asked, whispering into her hot ears.

"I-I'm the queen, you don't—"

"Oh yeah, you are!" I laughed, sitting back. I looked around me, sighing. "But I'm the one who's sitting here. Your—no, my throne. And here you are, the queen on her knees before me. Humiliating, isn't it?"

She stayed quiet.

"You are the queen, but guess what Elsa? You're nothing but merely a peasant—my pet at night."

"Please... Anna..."

My eyes darken, tilting my head and had my fist support me. "Please... what?"

She started crawling to me, lips biting and I smiled, loving the sight of the vulnerable girl's hips swaying, her thigh exposed from her little slit. Her hands were on my knee, eyes so dark that it was black.

"Please... give me back my throne," she whispered.

I smiled wickedly, fingering her beautiful fringes back like a good girl. "Earn it," I replied, huskily.

With a hitched breath, she leaned in, wishing that she could kiss me but I leaned back against the seat, watching her moan in desperation.

"Strip," I said. And immediately she started stripping herself from her icy dress. I stared, admiring the pale, snowy white curves she acquired, the full breasts she had and just by looking at the two mounds, I was salivating. She was begging quietly, rubbing her thighs together and she was desperate for a touch. Wetness sparkled between her thighs, dripping like a waterfall. Oh, how dirty and wet.

"A-Anna..."

"Haven't I taught you not to call me by my name, pet?" I looked up from her delicious curves to her eyes. I could see the fear inside of her, the arousal and oh, I loved every single moment. "Twice in a row already, my pet, have you noticed?"

"No..." She shook her head.

"No, who?"

"No... Your majesty."

I smiled. Good girl, I thought. I slowly started spreading my legs, lifting my skirt up. "Kiss," I commanded. She quickly figured it out and got down on her knees. Her gentle fingers quickly wrapped around my ankle, worshiping it with the touch.

She took my shoe off as I made myself comfortable, watching her rip my stockings off.

Elsa started kissing my big toe, tongue swirling around it every now and then. It was hard to surppressed my moans. I bit my finger hard, leaving red marks.

The sound she made as she kissed with her opened mouth amused me. She started sucking, cheeks hollowing as she continued.

And she was staring at me.

She knew how to weaken her mistress.

"Hmm..." I hummed. Elsa was kissing her way up now, letting her tongue glide thoroughly up to my inner thigh. She pried my legs open even more and she groaned, adoring the view of my exposed flower. And it was dripping wet and I knew that.

Her eyes begged for me to have a taste, to devour her mistress to heaven—

Our eyes met, fucking each other.

"Please... mistress..."

I smiled. I wasn't going give her that chance.

I closed my legs, just as she backed away, startled with the movement.

I patted my lap. "You haven't even gotten your punishment yet, why are you so excited?" I chuckled and slowly my expression blackened. "On my lap."

With a slow nod, she got on my lap, sitting down on me with her legs on both side.

"You're going to get spanked so lie on your stomach."

She did just that, whimpering as she looked back to me.

"Don't you dare turn your head around," I commanded. She turned to the window and slowly, I trailed my fingers from her naked back, tracing the line in the middle as gently as I could ever get. I heard her sigh fondly, fists hardening on the arm rest and—

Smack!

She gasped, groaning and already, there was red on her skin. I began caressing her softly, soothing the sting so that I could begin again with a new set of pain.

"Count," I said.

Smack!

Another gasp and a whimper.

"Count!" I shouted loudly.

Smack!

"Three!"

"Start over!"

Smack!

"One!"

Smack!

"Two!"

Smack!

"Three!"

And by the time I got to the twentieth time, she was just moaning and groaning for more. My palm ached and her ass was beat red. I sighed, letting my hand fit on her red mound and it fit just right, my other hand laying on her back, leaving red marks as I left little scratches here and there.

I let her rest for a while before I took her in my arms and let her sit up straight on my lap.

She hissed once, letting herself support her weight my on shoulder.

I looked up to see her eyes in need for release. Sweet juices were dripping down her thighs and to my lap.

"You want release?" I asked, taking waist in my arms. She bit her lips, pondering. It wasn't a trick question.

So she nodded.

"Then finish me off first."

"Yes... Mistress..."

She made her way down to the floor again, taking a deep breath of my scent when she came close to it. I grabbed a fistful of her hair, watching her watching me. Kisses and licks sprinkled up to my inner thighs, giving both plentiful attention and I sighed. Her moans sounded so satisfying. I closed my eyes and I could feel her breath close to me, teasing me. I wanted her to fuck, but I decided to give her time.

I sensed her worshiping me with her spellbinding eyes, but I didn't care.

I tugged her in. That was a sign and immediately I gasped, feeling her drag her tongue from the bottom up.

I moaned, arching my back as she continued, tongue gliding around and around my sweet little bud. I clutched her hair harder, making sure that I wasn't suffocating her. And fuck! She started sucking hard. I could feel her teeth, but I didn't care, completely blinded with her working tongue.

And slowly, her fingers started caressing the outside of my love hole before pushing one in... and another in. I couldn't hold in the exciting gasp of mine. I was her mistress, but she was conquering me as if I wasn't.

"Elsa..." I sighed, pushing my hips onto her lips and she moaned at the sweet movement. She began dragging her fingers in and out slowly, making sure that she was pressing on the right spot—and that did it.

With an inaudible gasp, a silent scream and an arched back, she watched me carefully as I began to come. My eyes were shut closed, but I knew she was happy and felt oh so dominant and proud, watching me unravel myself.

I huffed and puffed, heart beating quickly as she got herself on my lap. I grabbed her neck and quickly pulled her into a mouth watering kiss filled with tongue.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, wanting more kisses and that she got. I began caressing her beautiful thighs, up and under to her dripping flower. She was the first to pull her lips away from me, trying to catch her breath. I grinned, licking my lips and ending the trail of saliva attached between us.

"You want your reward?" I asked.

"Yes... please..." she sighed. "Your Majesty..."

I chuckled. "Whatever my pet wants, will get."

Elsa started purring as I kissed her neck, tongue licking, teeth biting and my fingers started working my way past her sex and between her ass. I smiled as I pressed my finger against her love hole and she gasped.

"H-Hey—"

I shushed her with another bit, earning another moan. "Relax," I breathed against her skin. And slowly as she relaxed on me, sighing pleasurably, I was able to move my way into her. Gently, I had myself push in and out of her at a slow pace and I began to increase. She bit her lips, muffling her scream. Yes! I found her spot!

"I want to hear you," I told her. I began dragging my finger in and out, pressing her tight, tight wall.

And she was squirming, gasping and breathing like crazy.

I dragged my other hand down to her clit, stroking it slowly and gently in a circle. I felt her fingernails pressing hard on my skin.

"P-Please... I-I need to—"

I raised my eyebrows. Coming already? Fine, then.

With a gentle peck on her neck, I increased my speed, stroking her harder and faster, pushing her sweet spot harder. She couldn't hold on, couldn't take more than another five seconds and just like that, she screamed blindly, letting her body jerk in every way possible. I was afraid she was going to break her back.

"A-Anna!" she wept.

"Shh... it's okay... you're okay..." I whispered sweetly to her, slowly dragging her orgasm as long as possible.

She began to calm down, finally overwhelmed by the shock. I let her lean on me, eyes closed and breathing soft. I continued to whisper sweet soft nothings to her.

"Elsa...? Queen Elsa?"

Did she faint?

She fell asleep on me. Unbelievable. I snickered, patting her golden hair.

"You can't sleep naked like that, you'll catch a cold... even though the cold doesn't bother you," I whispered. She couldn't hear me anyway. I sighed exhaustingly but completely satisfied and I let myself relax. I wrapped my arms around her protectively, kissing her forehead.

"Good night, my Queen."