Elsa FloƩ vividly remembered facing a life of having absolutely nothing, and trying to experience as little as possible. So it was not a stretch to call her current experience a sensory overload.
Hot and cold warred as heat surged from within, while cool air caressed her sweat-glazed skin. The epicentre of the moistness between her legs gave her lingering pleasure, yet also an itch for further stimulation. Any discomfort from the unorthodox position her legs were placed in either faded over time or was overridden by other, stronger sensations. Her eyes and ears vaguely picked up her master preparing something else nearby, though it was largely a haze. Most of all though, over the preceding minutes, her mouth and nose were completely filled with Anna. Twice over, her master's soft, silky quarters had completely dominated her face, particularly her tongue. Just once proved enough to feel intoxicating. So when the second Anna placed herself completely over Elsa, it seemed inevitable that her body would succumb to the overwhelming pleasure, poison or not.
Whatever Anna was readying, she clearly wasn't done.
It was a rather thin wooden box she had unveiled, and the lid open in Elsa's direction, obscuring the contents. What else could Anna possibly have stashed away? More potions. Or, even poisons? Anna had promised that the punishment was over, but with the smile crossing her lips, Elsa couldn't rule out the possibility.
"Well, well, well. So much to work with here." Anna appeared to run her fingers across the contents of the case. What was she building up to? "I think we've had quite enough magic, though. Why not stick to something more simple? Something more- familiar?"
After all that build up, Anna unveiled another ball gag. No, the same ball gag. Elsa was certain from that close, right down to the faint teeth marks she had no doubt left the last time. Elsa closed her eyes, and held her mouth wide open.
Nothing seemed to happen. "Not so fast, my pet." Elsa opened her eyes, to Anna also directly above her, fidgeting with the straps. "You remember what we did the last time, no? Let's do that again. No more games this time, though."
Elsa titled her head slightly. "You just want me to just say yes or no?"
"Not quite." Anna stopped fidgeting and pulled the straps taut. "If it's a yes, you have to tell me you want it in you. Tell my why you want this between your tender lips until we're done. If not, then I also want a reason."
What? What kind of mind game was Anna playing here? "Master? What- what happens if I say no?"
"What happens?" Anna chuckled just a bit. "That's the best part. You want to know what difference it will make? None. If you want to be gagged or not, that's up to you. I won't change my plans at all, though I can't tell you what those are just yet. You'll have to trust me."
"I- do you want me to wear this, master?" While that was a genuine question, Elsa wanted to stall for a bit of time. It was such a bizarre proposition. Not to mention how different it was to before. The last time, there was still a small modicum of mobility available to Elsa. Anna certainly wouldn't have liked it if Elsa drove her legs into Anna's chest, but she almost certainly would have stopped whatever she was doing. Currently, her limb movement was completely restricted; even her legs could do little more than rotate from the hip.
Anna looked away for a moment. Then, she nodded. "I did offer a second orgasm the last time, didn't I? Like I said, no difference this time." Suddenly, Anna leaned in close, as if to steal another kiss. "I just really like you look with it on. And those sounds you make." For Elsa, the first part was a surprise. The second, a problem.
Anna's eyes were a long way away from Elsa's face the last time she was muted. Perhaps she would have a better view during whatever she planned. There was no way that Anna couldn't have heard Elsa at the time, though. The worrying part was the all the sounds would essentially be the same. They could be taken as either approval or disapproval. How would express her discomfort? Especially when Elsa had no idea what Anna was planning.
"Yes. I want you to gag me again, master." She accepted it even faster than the last time. There was no doubt; Anna had awoken base desires within Elsa.
Anna wagged her finger. "Uh-uh-uh! You have to tell me why you want it, remember?" Anna started into her eyes, almost bating her breath on Elsa's answer. Elsa's answer. Couldn't she figure out what that was? Or was it too difficult to explain?
"I think- I do trust you, master. I want you to enjoy yourself. Enjoy- me." That sounded quite a ways better than Elsa feared. As downright reckless as it sounded, Elsa really did trust her master within the short span of a single day. Throughout the rest of her life, Elsa could only ever hope her master or their proxy was feeling merciful at any given moment. Whereas Anna appeared to have trouble not doing so. There were many more harsh punishments Elsa could have suffered. Even the way Anna carried it out was far less cruel that it could so easily have been. Almost everyone else of her standing seemed to find cruelty and callousness came much easier to them.
"That suits me just fine," Anna finally said, sliding the ball gently into Elsa's mouth. Was it wrong that it already felt rather natural inside her? When Elsa accepted it the last time, it was because the offer of pure pleasure was too good to pass up when there was no way to be certain this would last. Elsa was aware that even if she wasn't around for it, a lot happened in that one day. There could be no doubt a lot was about to happen. Only now Elsa wasn't terrified to find out.
Which wasn't going to take long. In the space of a single blink, Anna had returned to behind her mystery box, producing something that utterly surprised Elsa, at yet at the same time she somehow expected. A likeness of a man's- phallus, complete with a slight curve to it. It looked like it was made of glass, coloured an icy blue. On the narrow end, there appeared to be a narrow set of leather straps, which looked like they could fasten together. Was someone supposed to wear that? Would Anna slip that onto Elsa, just like the gag so she could enjoy the ride?
Anna lavished the transparent shaft for a couple of seconds, before working the leather and attaching it to- herself. With a touch of adjustment, it stood as an extension of Anna. Elsa somehow managed not to make any noise, but she couldn't stop her eyes widening. Of course Anna wanted to use it on her. It didn't really make much sense the other way around, given Elsa's position. The question came down to one thing:
Already?
The sultry expression Anna gave Elsa from the end of the bed was all the answer Elsa needed: Anna really did plan to go all the way. How strange. Until today, this was an inevitability that always filled Elsa with dread, and even a hint of despair. Now, there was an almost giddy excitement about her master taking her in this way.
Anna stopped, her smile fading slightly. "Are you alright with this? With me going- inside you?" Elsa nodded. The simple act of asking made her ready. Ready to receive Anna.
For her part, Anna looked almost ready to laugh. "You know, it's been a while since anyone's agreed to this. Everyone's always so afraid to push the boundaries." Anna rolled her eyes, not losing her smile. It wasn't that tough a decision after all Elsa had been given. Everything Anna gave her, she would find a way to repay. Even something as simple as a first time. "I'm so lucky I found someone who's so- accommodating. I promise you won't regret this, my pet." Instead of climbing onto the bed this time, Anna leaned forward towards Elsa's lap, as far as her accessory would allow. One soft kiss to Elsa's sweet spot reversed the post-coital cooling, sending her back almost to a fever. The next thing she knew, Elsa felt herself softly being dragged towards the end of the bed. This time, it seemed Anna brought Elsa to her.
Laying there, her hips just a hair off the end of the bed, it felt as though Anna towered over Elsa. Almost certainly no accident. Anna's sly smile returned in full force, with a lick of her upper lips for good measure. Elsa could almost feel her anticipation alone. So as aggravating as it was, Elsa was unsurprised that Anna chose to take her time and savour this.
Edging ever forward, Anna took her left hand to caress Elsa's stomach, while her right hand took a firm grip on her new extension. With measured, careful movements, Anna took the tip right into contact with Elsa's lower lips. Like her licks, she glided up and down with a measured, constant pace. Only stopping briefly to apply the slightest of pressure. Still not entering in earnest.
"Mmph!" Elsa managed. After everything already said and done, there was only so much teasing and build up she could take. Anna's smile, amongst other things, was driving her crazy.
"You want it, don't you?" Anna asked, escalating her movements another tiny step. Her smiled waned again. " Hmph, if only I could get you to beg me for it right now." She caressed Elsa's face with the back of her hand, the smile returning. "I guess I can't have everything. No matter how hard you try to give it to me. Oh, I know! Why don't you give me one mm for no, two for yes?"
"Mm-mm." Elsa felt a chill. How many questions would this take? How long would Anna continue this torment? Was this the real punishment?
"Good, good." The motions came to a slow stop, Anna's focus purely on Elsa's face. "Do you want this? I mean, really want this? Once I've comfortably inside you, I'm going to push this as far I can."
"Mm-mm!" Two quick nods, no hesitations.
Anna leaned forward, locking her eyes with Elsa's. "And I know I just can't resist doing anything else I want to with my hands. Is that okay as well?"
This time, a brief silence. "Mm. Mm." Why did Anna always have to hold her cards to her bare chest? It was hard not to be worried when Elsa was still so new to all of this.
With a second drop, Anna's soft bosom pressed gently against Elsa's. Yet more frustrating excitement welled up in Elsa's core. It was actually rather merciful that Anna wasn't pressing her full weight down on her. Though not because of the weight. "Would you do anything for me?" Anna whispered just short of Elsa's ear. How was she supposed to answer that? Neither of her two options really worked with how vague that was, and asking for clarification wasn't an option. "Would you do anything to make me happy? Would you fulfill me a thousand times? Or a thousand copies of me a thousand times?"
"Mm-mm!" Deep down, Elsa was angry with herself that shouldn't couldn't answer the original question. The only problem was there were things she really couldn't do. Things she would do anything not to live through again. There could be no doubt, though. For the woman who bathed her and light, warmth, and kindness? Elsa would work until her bones and tongue turned to dust. Both in and out of the grand bed. Not just as slave to master, but as a diligent, capable servant to her lady.
"Thank you," Anna trailed off, before raising herself upright again. "I've kept you waiting quite long enough, haven't I? Maybe you'd like to punish me." Anna flourished her suggestive comment with a wink, flustering Elsa. That was, until her body told her own no uncertain terms that Anna was starting in earnest.
GAH! That was no longer the surface the tip was touching. The effect spread reverberated through Elsa's nerves like wildfire, pushing the limits of what she could feel once again. Elsa tried to hide the traces of discomfort, lest Anna stop out of concern. She wasn't about to let the one or two sources of discomfort impede the million other impulses driving up her elation. Instead of disengaging, Anna pressed a little more each time, allowing the next million sparks in Elsa to fade. Each time, it was that much harder to ignore the less palatable feelings, but there was no way this could stop. Elsa was taking it. Every slight movement further was a tease and a blast of feeling all in one, but she was taking it. Taking Anna. After a few seconds, it became apparent Anna had reached the terminus. They were closer then they had ever been before.
"How is that? Are you alright?" The sensations caused a rather major lapse in Elsa's concentration. She failed to notice that she lost all eye contact. This was clearly not lost on Anna, whose sensual talk dropped briefly for genuine concern.
"Mm-mm." Elsa breathing was fast and heavy. Her abdomen felt ablaze, yet numb at the same time. To top it all off, she felt certain she was about to drown in her own saliva. Without any immediate danger to her life, there was one thought that drowned out all others: MORE.
Without any more wasted words, Anna obliged her. There was a lingering lack of confidence that kept her movements slower and more careful, so Elsa did all she could to encourage her with the few noises she could make instead of words. Their code for 'yes' proved useful, Elsa repeating it as each thrust was just a bit faster, a bit harder than the last. Then, she moaned it. Then, she lost what little coherence she could muster.
She could feel the leather on Anna brush her skin every second. The whole thing ebbed back and forth inside, and Elsa's body quickly gave up any remaining signs of hostility to it. Elsa's vision was a complete blur, and not just because her body shook so vigorously. In her current position, the only thing in her vision was the mound of pillows, so there wasn't much to miss.
"Mm. Mmph!" Elsa finally understood what Anna's second question was about, as a set of fingers found their way around her right breast. The sensation of the gentle kneading was paltry, however, to Anna's other target. Elsa's sweet spot was out to play, and Anna clearly decided her fingers were the perfect masseuse. Elsa's only regret was the overwhelming sensations she experienced weren't doing Anna's precise movements justice.
"Mmm-mmm-MMPH!" Presumably Anna knew elated moans when she heard them, as she continued her impressive combination of rhythm and dexterity. Elsa couldn't be certain whether she was glad her intended words never made it through:
Make
Me
Yours!
The next thing Elsa knew, her back was bent backwards, pushing her chest upwards. When did that happen? The climax was close, drawing Elsa ever nearer. Just like Anna.
"MMMmmmMM-" Elsa's moans fluctuated, one more thing out of her control. Heart and lungs pushed back and forth furiously, bringing her bringing every little sensation to her attention. Her skin sweltering from the heat and every expert touch of Anna. Elsa's teeth dug into the ball,leaving a fresh set of marks and a strange taste. Anna's swift movements were the only constant Elsa recognised, as she reached the peak.
"HmmmMMM!" Elsa's gently sank back onto the sheets, her muscles neither able or willing to hold her aloft any longer. Eyes wide open, for only the epicentre of all the joy in the world. In this moment, anything besides Anna didn't exist. The epicentre of Elsa's body could take the pressure no more.
Another burst of liquid lust gushed out, this one forced to around the welcome intruder. So caught up was Elsa, a few things seemed to happen at once. In short, the ball occupying her mouth had quite suddenly been replaced by Anna's moist tongue. A simple kiss obviously weren't enough, and Elsa could muster no will to resist.
Was Elsa asleep? This felt like the first good dream she ever had. No pain. No fear. No sadness. Only pure contentment flowing all through her. That, and her master, closer than ever before. Even after all everything, the warmth coming from all of Anna was phenomenal. Soft skin with a cool glaze of sweat slid across her own, bringing out the last sparks of pleasure within the sea of contentment. While Elsa knew moments like these could never last forever, the woman she could share it with made up for it. As Anna finally broke the lock between them, gentle gasps for air and a pair of joyful tears let Elsa glide down from her bliss.
Anna was at Elsa's side, almost brandishing the now soaked toy she was donning seconds ago. As the passionate heat began to subside, Anna took a long, slow lick of the shaft she had used. "Delicious. What do you think, my pet? Would you care for a taste of yourself?"
Elsa nodded, not much for words at the time. "Mast-"
"Shh, it's alright." Anna held the still dripping toy just in reach of Elsa. "Try it. Then- well, I think it's your turn to wash me."
One quick, cautious sample proved Anna wasn't lying: Elsa did taste rather good. What's more, Anna didn't seem to mind moving the sodden toy around to let her reach the rest of it.
