Elsa's apartment was a far cry from the cabin. While the cabin had been their parents', this apartment belonged solely to Elsa, and no one else. Or rather, no one else she deemed unworthy. Elsa had inherited their father's severity, but where Agdar had been into the dark colors that covered the interior of the mountain cabin, Elsa's own colors were blue, a dark blue, but certainly brighter than their father. Anna's own touches marked the home in subtle, yet noticeable ways. Family photos across the mantle, most of just the two of them, and none with Elsa smiling. Video game systems beneath the expensive curved television in the sitting room. Sweets placed in several locations throughout the kitchen, though the chocolate was a shared taste between the sister's.
Speaking of chocolate, Anna sat over the stove, grinning broadly down at the warming milk, and right beside her on the counter was an unwrapped hunk of hard chocolate. It was something...Latin American, she found it in the 'International Foods' section just the week before, and it was all she could do to not just make a huge pot full of the delicious elixir. She glanced up for a moment when she heard movement, and smiled softly to the maid, but the woman made the effort to not look at Anna as she cleaned, barely acknowledging her in the slightest. Anna sighed loudly, and shook her head, focusing back on the milk, stirring carefully before dropping the piece of chocolate into the pot. The red-head hummed softly as she stirred, grinning as the white liquid slowly turned chocolaty brown, the spiced chocolate leaving bits to float and look just as, if not more delicious.
It was a few more minutes until the chocolate was ready, she pulled the pot off the burner to cool while she shuffled about and gathered the rest of her snacks. Grabbing her favorite mug she set everything she needed on a tray, served herself a generous amount of hot chocolate and carefully scurried back to the bedroom she shared with Elsa. The black-haired woman hated when Anna ate in their room, but the younger woman figured if she was careful then Elsa would never know! She could snuggle deep in the comforter and watch her favorite shows, maybe binge-watch a couple of those new ones on Netflix, and clean up before- She blinked, hearing the door open at the entrance to the apartment, the maid speaking broken English, and Elsa's cordial reply.
Shit shit shit shit..! Anna panicked, quickly moving to get back up off the bed, but at the same time not spilling a crumb nor a drop of her treat. Anna managed to be in the hall, face to face with the slightly taller woman, her eyes wide, but the look of panic quickly changed to a bright grin.
"H-hey, Elsa! You're home early!" Elsa quirked her brow curiously, glancing from the odd expression on her sister's face, then at the tray of snacks. She frowned, then glanced back up at Anna.
"You wouldn't have been eating in the bedroom, were you?" Anna hesitated, then released something that must have been a laugh of some sort, but Elsa was not convinced.
"Of course not, Elsa! Th-that's against the rules!" Elsa just looked at her a long time, but nodded slowly.
"Very well, I've got to change." Anna nodded and stepped aside, allowing Elsa past her. The red-head waited until she was back in the living room before heaving a sigh of relief. She set the tray on the glass coffee table, plopping back on the sofa and picking up her warm mug. She definitely deserved the chocolate, now.
The maid was still working, though she had another hour before she had to leave. Anna was grateful to her, and was glad when she found out that Elsa wasn't one of those people who paid the absolute minimum. The red-head was certain that Gerda was the highest paid person that Anna knew, next to Elsa. Considering some of the things Gerda had to see...well, it was also part right-ful dues, and part hush-money. Anna blushed slightly, remembering when Gerda came in and she was laying naked spread eagle in their bed. To the older woman's credit she barely bat an eye, asked if Anna wanted some water, and completed her cleaning of the bedroom before departing.
Anna looked around for the remote for the television, smiling warmly as she found it sitting on the table beside the plush sofa and clicked it on. She flipped repeatedly before finally landing on a cartoon. She grinned broadly, one hand holding her mug, the other a soft cookie. Time passed, Anna nearly forgot about being caught by Elsa. When Gerda said her goodbyes and left an hour later, and all of Anna's snacks were gone and so was her hot chocolate, she was draped across the sofa like a lazy cat. The sound of footsteps grabbed her attention, and she glanced towards the hallway she'd come from, and unfocused eyes suddenly widened, raising herself half way up.
"E-Elsa..." She released a soft breath. Elsa stood in the hallway, expression schooled as always, looking down at Anna, truly down at her. Anna had never seen her wearing that before, it was black, as black as her spiked hair, the bodice tight against her body, fishnets at her thighs, latex boots tight against her legs to mid-thigh. Her arms were covered to mid-forearm in black latex gloves, and from one hand to the next she held dark silk, it shone and shimmered as her fingers played and toyed with it.
"Come." It was a single word, but it carried so much power. Power enough that Anna did not nod, but simply moved, walking after Elsa, her high heels, a conservative height of three inches, clicked down the hallway to their bedroom. Once Anna was inside that black silk was wrapped around her head, covering her eyes. Anna sat quietly, shivering as those covered fingers touched her face, adjusting the fabric to completely block Anna's gaze. "Move to the end of the bed and strip for me...yes, right there."
Anna carefully began to strip, unbuttoning the blouse she'd donned earlier that morning, letting it fall from her shoulders. Her fingers tugged at the hooks in her bra, letting that fall as well. When her hands reached down to her jeans she gasped, latex fingers teasing her breasts, they peaked quickly, stiff in Elsa's palm.
"Keep going." Anna shuddered, nodding as her fingers tugged at the button, then the zipper. She shimmied out of her bottoms, then cried out softly as Elsa's fingers found their way between her legs. The latex tugged at the curls of her sex, though not totally unpleasantly, the wetness already there allowing the material to slip and slide easily against her. "You broke the rules, didn't you?" Anna whimpered, shaking her head, fists tight at her sides.
"N-no, I d-didn't...ooh! N-not...techn-nically..ah!" Elsa frowned and twisted her nipple, tugging roughly. Anna's entire body jumped at the painful pleasure. Anna heard movement and Elsa's fingers at her sex, tugging her by only two fingers that weren't within her just yet.
"You know damn well what you did." Anna shivered at the dangerous tone in Elsa's voice. "And you also know you're about to be punished." Anna whimpered and nodded quickly, knowing just what awaited her. This was always so hard for her. One of the worst, and yet at the end of it all...one of the best. More movement, and she felt Elsa's hands move away, and then a palm with wet fingers against the center of her back pushing her forward and down until Anna was bent over, arms guided to the raised center of the footboard. Another length of silk wrapped about her wrists, and then tightened to the point, and she was secured, bent over, then Elsa's booted feet nudged her own apart until she felt her sex opened completely. Her body was thrumming with heat, her sex still so wet and getting wetter the longer she knew Elsa was watching, waiting, deciding.
"You knew exactly what you did, didn't you?" Anna knew not to answer, gasping softly as she felt something cold and sharp drag along the inside of her thigh. Her ass tensed, knowing what would come. "You're going to count. Let's see..." The cold, flexible cane, quarter inch in diameter at its thinnest point, and half at the thickest. It dragged through Anna's wetness, and she could only imagine it shining wetly in the light of their bedroom. "How many times have you tried to shirk my rules?"
"A-a ff-mmh!" A red line across both cheeks, only just above her thighs glowed brightly, it would certainly welt. "Fi-fifteen, El-Majesty!" Another strike, this time just a bit softer, but no less painful. Elsa's covered hands caressed and squeezed, and traced her rear, all the while silent and contemplative, giving nothing at all away.
"Fifteen...Thirty will be your punishment. Those two did not count. Remember, what happens if you miss?" Anna mewled, hips swaying.
"Y-you start over...Majesty..." Elsa nodded, moving aside, and Anna waited, hearing nothing, sensing nothing, feeling nothing, and then.
"One!"
"T-two!"
WHACK WHACK WHACK
"Three, four, fi-ive!" Elsa's fingers gently traced and counted the growing welts.
"Good." WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
"Six seven eight nine ten! Ooh Majesty...!" Elsa smiled slightly, moving away for a moment, then Anna felt fingers circling and playing in her wetness.
"One might think you enjoy this...perhaps I should make it a worse punishment... I want you to beg." Anna was a shivering mess, fingernails digging into her palm tightly as she was touched, every nerve ending singing and sensitive. Elsa moved away again, doing something, Anna wasn't sure and couldn't be sure. Elsa returned, and Anna gasped, feeling something slick land against her ass, and then careful digits worked it into her skin, around the puckered ring, and slowly two fingers made their way into her without much warning.
"O-o-oooh fuck...Your Majesty! P-please, n-" Anna gasped, shutting up as a hand slapped her left cheek hard, a hand print over the red lines across her ass. Anna's hips moved and twisted and gyrated, adjusting to Elsa's invasion until finally Elsa moved away, and then returned, something long and thick filling her. At first she thought that was it, but then she heard a click and the vibrations ran through her and her cries filled the room. Anna couldn't form sentences, and as she writhed and thrust her hips against an invisible lover she could hear the older woman's laughter join her moans and wanton whimpers.
"Look at you! You're melting at my hand, you filthy little liar. You're barely worth the effort, sometimes." Anna whimpered when another click released her from the assault on her senses. "How many do we have left, now?" Anna's mind felt sluggish, her eyes heavy, her pussy hot and throbbing, her ass so full. Another smack from the cane and she was alert. "Tell me. How. Many. More." Anna's panting was rough.
"T-twenty...your-r M-Majesty..." Elsa nodded, and Anna was rewarded with four more strikes. "E-eleven, twelve th-thirteen fourteen!" She gasped out, drool spilling from the corner of her mouth eyes growing more and more unfocused. Four more strikes. "Fifteen sixteen seventeen eighteeeen!" At the last strike Elsa clicked the anal toy back on, and she watched as Anna's cunt spilled down her thighs like a waterfall. Anna's wanton and uncontrolled movements were mesmerizing, erotic, wild and untamed and flushed.
"Look at that...you came without permission..." Anna whimpered, her legs were shaking, any longer and she wouldn't be able to stand. Elsa slid her fingers through the wetness, then moved to shove those fingers into Anna's mouth. The taste of herself and the latex of her sister's fingers filled her mouth, and she suckled happily, hungrily. Elsa could feel her own pussy clench in want as she felt that tongue work at her fingers, but she was not done, not yet. She had 12 more strikes after all.
"I-I apologize...Your Majesty..." Elsa smiled, and shook her head, fingers moving from her sister's slick mouth.
"You really did do it on purpose, didn't you? Waiting to get caught by me. Desiring your punishment at my hand." Anny sighed deeply, body still going through small tremors of smaller orgasms. "You should see just how wet you really are. You're ruining the carpet. You're going to have to clean that, Gerda's cleaned up enough of your mess, don't you think?" Anna whined softly, her clit still incredibly stiff, throbbing with every sentence from Elsa. "You're a wanton little slut, aren't you?"
"Y-yes, Your Majesty...Please...I-I have 12 left..." Elsa laughed loudly, confidently, thoroughly amused with Anna's eagerness for the cane.
"Very well, little whore, you'll get your 12, don't forget to keep counting." Without any warning she struck again in quick succession, Anna's lips and voice stumbling over the words until they got to the final number. But it did not come. Instead Anna felt herself untied and thrown unceremoniously onto the bed. She moved to roll onto her side but the cane thwacking hard beside her kept her still. Anna's eyes were still covered, and the silk at her hands was still bound around one wrist.
The bed sank beside her and then her arms were pulled back behind her and then the silk tightened around them back at her lower back. Elsa's hands raised her hips and suddenly, and hard, Anna was being filled completely. She screamed in pleasure and surprise, but then it was no longer her pleasure that was the goal, but Elsa's.
The elder sister's grunts and pants echoed in Anna's ear, the red-head's fingers tightening in one of the loops of the bodice and gripping tightly, unable to do much else as she was thoroughly fucked against the bed, her entire body bouncing with the rough thrusts and the sounds and feel of her latex covered sister at her back, against her ass.
It was a lewd sight, violent yet tender, and powerful. The sound and sight and smell of two sisters locked in the battle of a predator devouring its prey. The dark sister's complete ownership over the body beneath her, burrowed completely within her slick cunt, still dripping from her previous orgasm, from the treatment she'd received. The gloves were gone now, and then nails were scratching, marking, dragging, pinching. Teeth worked and lips attached, and Anna could do nothing but writhe and moan and scream in a mix of pleasure and pain until finally she felt Elsa's hips begin a shallower, harder thrust, and she knew she was close.
Elsa's orgasm was signaled to Anna by teeth digging hard enough into her shoulder to break the skin. Her elder sister was tense, body frozen as she came, only her hips thrusting, pussy clenching beneath the latex. Then they were still, limp, exhausted, Elsa falling out of her with a wet squelch, both of them panting, though Anna was the one whimpering and shuddering, her own second orgasm flowing through her. Elsa kicked off the straps and the rather sizeable cock, then began to slowly strip herself, shivering at the feel of the material as it left her skin. Anna was last to be taken care of, removing the binds around her wrists, and then Elsa tossed away the ruined comforter, then grabbed another from their closet, setting it down for a moment.
She grabbed a towel from the master bathroom, returning and gently wiping and cleaning up one leg, then the other, and then gently working at Anna's sex gently. Anna hissed at the feel of the fabric, soft any other time, but feeling so harsh against the sensitive skin of her cunt. Once she was cleaned the towel was tossed onto the pile of comforter and latex, she slid in beside Anna, gently tugging the still blind-folded woman up beside her.
Anna, though weak and boneless it seemed, managed to snuggle up against her sister, Elsa throwing an arm around her waist.
"Can I..." Elsa chuckled, then removed the blindfold from the red-head herself, teal eyes gazing into blue, a smile behind those younger eyes. "I'm sorry for eating in the bedroom..." Elsa looked at her a long moment, then snorted, pressing full lips against Anna's forehead.
"No you're not."