Chapter 2
"Mmhmmm."
Elsa groaned, her muscles sore and aching from the day before's battle. She rolled over, underneath the cover of the animal hides, their soft furs were warm against her naked skin.
But not warm enough.
The queen slowly peeled her eyes open, he room onboard the longship was dim, a single torch from the night before was still lit, while the rest had burned out. She slowly sat up in her bed, the furs falling away to exposed her naked chest to the cold air. The northern seas had high winds, and frosty temperatures, even the thick wooden walls of the longship couldn't stave away the bitter cold of the winter.
The chilly air caused the blonde's nipples to become erect, as a chill ran down her spine.
On the other side of the bed, from the floor, Elsa heard rustling, the sound of cloth against metal. She shuffled to the other side of the bed, to see the small redheaded prisoner, sitting on the floor, using her own dress to polish the queen's armor. Meanwhile, Anna sat naked on the floor, her skin pale, covered in goosebumps. She was shivering, her lips chattering.
"Oh Anna…" Elsa chuckled, the redhead turned her head to face the queen. Annas lips were a light shade of purple, and as her torso turned, Elsa could see that the redhead's nipples were erect from the cold, and nearly purple. She looked as though she was freezing to death.
"Y-y-yes…m-my…q-queen?" The redhead responded, her teeth chattering from the cold.
"Get up." Elsa commanded, as she too rolled out of bed, the blast of cold winter air chilled her body. However, living in Vineland her whole life, she remained unaffected. Unlike her prisoner, who appeared near frozen solid.
The redhead did as she was asked, and stood up from the deck, her whole body shuddering.
Elsa reached down to the bed, and pulled up a dark brown fur, bear hide, large and thick, and she tossed it over the redheads shoulders.
"We can't have you freezing to death." Elsa chuckled. "I haven't gotten much use out of you yet."
"Yes my queen." Anna mumbled quietly. She let out a sigh, as the still-warm bear fur began to raise the temperature of her freezing body. Anna ceased shivering, her teeth slowly stopped chattering together.
"Th-thank you, m-my queen."
Unlike the night before, Elsa didn't demand any help dressing herself. She stepped over to the large chest next to her bed, and pulled out a large, thick cloak, made of multiple bear hides, and a clean pair of cloth underwear and a cloth bra. She pulled on her underwear and bra, then once she had put the cloak on, she began to put on her boots. Meanwhile, Anna leaned down, to pick up her dirty, ragged dress.
"No no…" Elsa said, startling the redhead, who dropped it back to the floor. "You're not going to wear that filthy thing."
"Oh…" Anna said quietly, slowly dropping the animal skin back onto the bed, again exposing her naked body to the cold air.
"Yes Master."
"Wh…what are you doing?" Elsa chuckled, with her prisoner now standing, once again, naked in front of her.
"You…don't want me to wear clothing." Anna quietly whimpered out, her body starting to shiver again.
"I didn't say that." Elsa laughed, turning around to grab another cloak out of the bedside chest.
She pulled out a light red cloak, made of fox furs, and tossed it to the redhead.
"You're a prisoner, not an animal to be tossed out in the cold."
Anna slowly put the cloak over her shoulders, and it luckily hung down past her knees, her whole body, except her feet, now sheltered from the cold.
"Id offer you some shoes…" Elsa chuckled, "…but your feet are far smaller than mine."
"That is okay master…" Anna murmured. "…I…I don't need them."
"Well…" Elsa smiled, and she walked away from the chest, and towards the door of her room. "Were gonna get you some anyway."
Anna stood motionless aside the bed, while the queen pushed open the door, leading out into the crew's quarters.
"Shield-maidens…" Elsa called out, the female vikings in the room all cast their gaze towards their queen.
"I require items of clothing."
Anna then realized that her master was not only not leaving her naked, but was actually getting clothing for her, from members of her own crew no less.
After a few moments, some of the female members of the queen's crew walked towards her. One gave a dark green tunic, another gave a long skirt, dark red, with a few holes in it. Another, gave the queen a pair of underwear, made out of a soft cotton, much like the queen herself wore.
Another woman, as short as Anna, but nearly as muscular as Elsa, handed the queen a pair of leather moccasins.
"From our raids in Vinland, two winters ago." Said the woman, as she gave the queen the leather shoes.
"All, your contributions are appreciated." Elsa called out to crew.
"For the good of Arendelle!" One woman called out, which they all in unison repeated.
"For the good of Arendelle!"
Once the crew had settled, the queen, with her arms full of clothing items, turned back into her cabin, shutting the door behind her.
"Here…" Elsa smiled, as she reacher her arms out towards the redhead, who slowly took the clothing from the queen's arms.
"Now you won't freeze to death."
"Th-thank you, my queen." Anna whimpered, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.
"Now, why do you cry?" Elsa asked, as the redhead sniffled.
"Nothing, my queen." Anna whimpered, as she rubbed her nose with her hand.
"I demand you, answer me." Elsa said sternly, though curious as to why her slave-girl was crying.
"I…my old masters…" tears began to flow down the redheads cheeks. "…they…they were never this…this…" she sounded on the verge of sobbing.
After a pause, while Anna collected herself, she surprised the queen.
"…kind."
"They never clothed you?" Elsa asked, sounding quite surprised.
"No my queen." Anna sniffled. "The dress…" she turned, to look at the worn out rag on the floor. "…was all I wore for a year."
Elsa had seen the dark side of battle. Prisoners taken, tortured, imprisoned. But somehow, in this moment, even this seemed…cruel.
"Well, that is not how I run my clan." Elsa said, drawing the redhead's attention up from the floor. "Now, tell me…" the queen asked, "…what did those saxons do to you, that made you think to thank me, for capturing you."
Anna, tears welling up in her eyes, began to quietly sob. If Elsa was in front of her crew, she would've pounded her fists, demanded an answer. But, in the confines and privacy of her quarters, she was quiet, and spoke softly.
"Anna, as your queen, I'm asking you to tell me, what did they-"
"They…" Anna interrupted, "…they…used me." Anna quietly wept. "…they would…take turns…have their way…then…then…"
She paused, tears rolling down her cheeks, before she sniffled, and raised her head up to face her queen.
"When the building began to burn…I didn't run…I thought…" she sniffled, struggling to get the words out.
"…death…was better than what those…monsters, did to me."
Elsa's eyes grew slightly wide. Death, without battle, was not a good death. But to ask for death, not in battle but simply as an escape from your captors…
"Then, when that man pulled me from the flames…" tears rolled down her freckled cheeks. "…and brought me to you…I've heard stories of vikings, brutal, bloody stories…"
"But then…you spared me." Anna sniffled. "And…I knew, no matter when you did to me…I'd be free from those monsters."
"You're a small girl." Elsa chuckled. "You pose no threat to me."
"But you could've just…thrown me to your crew, let them do…" tears streamed down her face. "But..you didn't."
"As I said, you pose no threat, to me or my clan." Said the queen. "But you may be of benefit to me. You are quite useful at keeping me warm in the night. I'm sure we could find other things you're useful for."
….
Despite being a prisoner of the queen, Anna was treated almost as a guest. She was given clothing, food and drink (though not nearly as much as the crew of vikings, for her appetite was not nearly as large). With her clothing on, she was hardly affected by the bitter cold of the sea air, even when the queen too her up to the deck of the ship. The winter seas were surprisingly calm, thought the wind whipped at them harshly.
While the queen had taken Anna to the front of the longboat, the wind blew Elsa's cloak up, exposing her body, still clad only in her underwear and bra.
"My queen…" Anna said softly, standing close by to her master. "….aren't you cold?"
"The cold doesn't bother me." Elsa smiled, as she looked out to the vast seas ahead of them. "During the day, my blood rushed, the cold makes me feel alive, Thor's lightning rushes through my veins."
"At night, while I dream of Valhalla, however, it feels as though the frost giants have taken me to Jotunheim."
As the queen looked to the redhead, she chuckled at the confusion upon the girl's freckled face.
"That means, at night, I grow cold." The queen chuckled. "That is one of the reasons I allowed your life."
"I am…grateful, my queen." Anna spoke softly, giving a small bow of her head.
…
As the uneventful day went on, Elsa showed the small redhead around the ship. The men who had previously taken Anna captive had been larger than her, as her body was quite small, but the viking of Elsa'c crew all towered over her, some reaching nearly 7 feet tall, even the Queen towered over her by nearly a foot.
Some of the crew played a dice game that Anna had never seen before, called Orlog, others flyted, told stories, drank mead, or worked various tasks around the ship. All the while, Anna wondered what the queen would have her do. She was, after all, a prisoner of the clan, she was sure to have tasks thrown upon her soon.
"Kristoff…" said the queen, as she pulled Anna through the galley, calling out to one of her jomsviking.
"Prepare some hot water, and grab my basin. I wish to wash away the blood and sweat of battle."
"Of course Elsa." He said, before turning and talking to some of the other members of the crew, a couple of them stood up from the table and walked away to the storage room. While they rolled out barrels of fresh water, and a large metal basin, Elsa grabbed two mugs of mead, and sat down at the table.
"Well…" said the queen, looking up at the redhead, who had remained standing.
"Yes, my queen?" Anna asked.
"Sit your ass down." Elsa chuckled, extending one of the mugs of mead to the redhead. Anna, surprised, slowly sat down at the table, next to her master.
"You're my prisoner. Not a chained dog." Elsa smiled, as she tiled the mug back, drinking down nearly half of the mead inside.
"Now drink."
Still surprised, the redhead nodded, and looked down at the mug given to her by her master. It was filled with a yellowish liquid, a small bit of foam floated at the top. She slowly brought the wooden mug up to her lips, and took a small sip.
Her face contorted slightly, as the yellow liquid brushed over her tongue, and down her throat. It burned like fire, her whole body felt as if she was once again inside a burning building. But after a moment, the burn went away, and was replaced with a certain sweetness. Now, she tasted honey, and wheat, and a particular sweetness.
"Not many saxons can handle viking mead." Elsa chuckled, as she tilted her mug back, taking another large drink.
"Its…good…" Anna spoke softly, taking another small sip of the mead.
Elsa finished her mug of mead before Anna had finished even half of hers. Meanwhile, some of the crew had pulled the large metal basin into the queen's cabin, as well as taken multiple trips with casks of hot water to fill it.
"Your bath is ready Elsa." Kristoff said, walking towards the table where the queen and her slave sat.
"Thank you Kristoff." Elsa said, placing her empty mug on the table. Anna, having not even finish half of hers, offered it to the queen.
"You're not gonna waste any of my mead." Elsa chuckled, taking the mug and tilting it back, drinking the rest of the mead in a single gulp.
Elsa stood up from the table, and Anna followed, as the queen lead them back to her quarters. Inside, there was the large metal tub, filled with steaming hot water, and a bar of soap (taken from one of their monastery raids), as well as some rags. Once inside, Elsa instructed Anna…
"Close the door."
The redhead did as she was asked, and turned around to the the queen undressing herself, tossing her cloak onto the bed.
"Now, undress." The queen commanded, as she pulled her bra off over her head. "You're going to wash me."
"Yes, my queen." Anna responded, pulling the fox-fur cloak off of her shoulders, and placing it on the bed next to her master's.
Once Elsa, and her slave, were both stripped down, the queen stuck one of her feet in the bath. She let out a relaxed sigh, as the warm water tingled her skin. She stepped her other foot into the tub, and slowly sank down, allowing her body to be completely submerged up to just below her breasts. The basin was large, she was able to have her legs fully stretched out, as she sat upright in the tub.
Anna slowly grabbed one of the rags, and the bar of soap, wetting them both, before she walked to Elsa's back, beginning to scrub her shoulders.
"What are you doing?" Elsa asked, causing Anna to pull back.
"My queen?" Anna asked, wondering what she had done wrong.
"Get in the water." Elsa smiled, though her voice was firm, commanding. She wasn't asking.
Anna, not to deny her master, did as she asked. She carefully stepped on foot into the tub, then the other, careful not to step on her master. As Anna slowly sank down, her body warmed by the steaming water, she let out a small whimper, and shed a tear.
"To hot for you?" Elsa chuckled, while her prisoner stood her head.
"I…haven't had a…a wash, in…I can't remember." Whimpered the redhead.
"Those men, who kept you chained up…" Elsa spoke softly. "…they treated you, like an animal. Anna merely nodded.
"Turn around." Elsa commanded. "And give me that rag."
"My quee-" Anna began, but was interrupted.
"What did I say, do as I ask." Elsa spoke sternly. Not wanting to upset her queen, the redhead did as she was asked, and turned around, facing away from Elsa.
The queen dunked the rag and the bar of soap into the hot water, and began to scrub the redheads back.
"My queen, I should be the one-"
"Anna, shut up." Elsa smiled, as she washed away months of dirt off of Annas freckled skin. After scrubbing most of her back, Elsa grabbed a handful of Annas red, wavy hair, and began to pull back.
"Were gonna was your hair now…" Elsa chuckled. "…its filthy."
Elsa, quite forefully, pulled down on Annas copper colored hair, forcing her head completely underwater. While Elsa could sit up in the tub, with legs outstretched, Anna was much shorted, her whole body lay practically flat in the large tub. With her face under the water, her view of the queen above her was distorted. Partly because of the water's surface, partly because her head was in the queen's lap. Above her, hung the blonde woman's large, round, perky breasts.
It wasn't cold, though the redheads nipples grew hard.
After a moment, the queen lifted Annas head out of the water, Anna took a breath of the warm, steamy air.
"Your hair…" Elsa chuckled, "…is much brighter, now that its not full of dirt."
Anna ran her fingertips through her wavy red hair. It felt soft, smooth, a way it hadn't felt since she was taken by the Saxon men.
"Th-thank y-y-ou, my queen." Anna shuddered, as she turned to face her queen. Anna's emerald eyes locked with the queen's deep blues, and, for the first time that Elsa had seen, a small smile pulled onto the redhead's lips.
"Please, my queen…" Anna whimpered softly. "…I would like to wash you."
Elsa simply nodded, and handed the washrag and bar of soap to the redhead. Anna lathered up some of the soap, and, instead of asking the queen to turn around, Anna reached forward, and started to wash Elsa's chest.
"You know…" Elsa chuckled, as she slowly closed her eyes. She leaned her head back, and let out a relaxed sigh. "…I've killed me, just for trying to touch my breasts."
Anna, to Elsa's surprise and amusement, let out a small giggle.
"Should I stop, my queen?"
"Don't you dare." Elsa smiled.
Anna, her heart beating faster in her chest, ran the washcloth over her queen's chest. Up by her neck, over her shoulders, then down between her breasts…
"Hmmmm…" Elsa let out a soft moan, and the warm water trickled over her chest, her nipples grew erect as the redhead ran the warm, soft towel over her.
"My queen…" Anna spoke softly, as she began to run the washcloth down Elsa's front, washing underneath the water, below the blonde's breasts.
"…after those…monsters…did what they did to me…" Anna spoke quietly, as she began to wash Elsa's strong, firm stomach. "…I never wanted to see another mans…"
"…understandable…" Elsa said, as she slowly began to open her eyes. She leaned her head forward, to see the redhead staring, not into her eyes, but below the waterline, down to Elsa's lap.
Between her legs.
Anna ran the washcloth further down, submerged under the water it was now devoid of soap. But Anna scrubbed further still, now scrubbing Elsa's strong muscular thighs.
"My queen.." Anna whimpered, her cheeks becoming bright red, as she brought her gaze up from the queen's lap and to the blonde's eyes.
"I would like to make you…happy."
Elsa smiled, as her own nipples grew erect. She felt blood rushing down to between her legs, as the redhead looking deeply into her eyes.
"I cannot do…as much, as men can, but-"
Elsa had placed her finger over the redhead's lips, silencing her slave.
"I could lay with any man on my ship." Elsa spoke softly, but firmly.
"But I do not want any man. On my crew, or otherwise."
Annas heart raced in her chest, her grip on the washrag loosened, the rag floated to the water surface. Elsa's fingertip slid away from Anna's lip, and her hand drifted down to the redhead's slender neck. Anna let out a small moan, and Elsa's fingers wrapped around her throat, gently squeezing, just tight enough.
"I let you live, so you will do as I say." Elsa spoke, almost as a moan. Anna, her face cheeks red, blood rushing down to her core, nodded.
"Yes my queen."
"Please me, my slave." Elsa moaned, as she pulled Anna's face close to her own. The queen stuck out her tongue, and brushed it along the redhead's lips, Anna let out a soft moan of excitable pleasure. Her lips gently parted, and Elsa forced her tongue into Anna's mouth. Their lips locked, while Elsa's tongue slithered around in the redhead's mouth, Anna slid her tongue into her master's.
After a few seconds of kissing, Elsa pushed back on the redhead's neck, a small trail of saliva hung between their lips, before falling in the bathwater.
"Please me, Anna." Elsa demanded, her hand released from Anna's throat, before grasping a fistful of copper-colored hair. Anna let out a moan, as the hair at the base of her skull was pulled tight. But it didn't hurt.
It felt good.
To please her master.
"Y-yes, m-my queen." Anna moaned softly.
Elsa smiled, and pulled Anna's head towards her chest, forcing the redhead's face between her breasts. Elsa let out a pleasured moan, as her slave began to bring the queen closer to a feeling she hadn't felt in many winters.
True, orgasmic lust.