I DO NOT OWN FROZEN

No one can help you now

Chapter 1

"Queen Elsa", yelled Hans. He raised his hand in front of him calmly "Don't become the monster they think you are"

She looked at him anger quickly melting fear in her eyes. Hans looked over to one of Weselton's men, and ran to him pushing up his arm so the arrow meant for Elsa missed and hit the ice chandelier causing it to fall. She looked up, gasped, and ran for it. She wasn't fast enough and was hit on the head with a big piece of ice.

The guards had scattered when the chandelier fell, when the ice settled Hans looked around and saw Elsa on the floor. "Go and make sure she/s okay" He said to the guard closest to her.

The guard knelt and held his knife in front of Elsa's mouth, Hans saw it fog over with breath, and let a sigh slip through his lips. "Alright, let's get everyone back to Arendale."

Two guards picked up Elsa and put her on Hans's horse and he carried her back to her castle.

When they got there, he carried her to the dungeon. He found some metal manacles that had cuffs to cover her hands and fastened them to the chains that were hanging from the wall. He made them tight enough so that she was hanging slightly higher than necessary but could touch the floor with her toes.

She looks so peaceful the prince thought as he looked at her face. He gently ran a finger down her surprisingly warm cheek, to her neck and then down the start of her dress. He walked around behind her and took off the long cape that was attached to her corset. He saw that the corset was laced with fine ice laces and smiled to himself. Taking out his knife he carefully slid his hand under the bottom of the tight piece of ice and made room for his blade. The ice broke easily, almost as if it wanted to come off. As he cut the last piece, he let the garment fall to the floor and took in the rest of the dress. He circled her slowly looking at the pale queen up and down. He finally decided that he would start with the back of the dress.

He took his knife and gently slid it down the back of her dress and stopped right above her butt. He took in a shuddering breath trying to control himself If I don't stop now, he thought, I'm going to have less fun than I want to have. He slid his knife down past the round of the queens' butt and stopped there. He sheathed his knife.

He went back to where he found the manacles and found a second pair with no coverings. He walked back to that pale woman's cell and had to hitch his breath. The woman was so beautiful hanging there. The pale blue dress hanging around her, her milky skin was inviting him to bite it and make it red. Her white blond hair falling down the side of her neck in its braid waiting to be let loose and pulled hard as he pounded into her tight pussy.

Hans shook himself and walked into the room with the manacles. There were chains on the ceiling in front of the pale figure, he attached manacles to the women's feet and lifted her into the air so that her butt fell out of the hole that he had cut. Once he had Elsa's feet secure, he got her to the right height so he could feel her hot pussy against his pants. He knelt and allowed himself to look at the beautiful pussy in front of him.

The queen must have been hit really hard. Thought the prince. He bit his lip and ran a finger up her lips. He jumped slightly as a sound came from the other end of the beautiful woman. He did it again with the same result. Smiling to himself he stood and unbuttoned his pants to let his throbbing cock breathe a little.

Not yet he thought to himself. He pulled out his knife again and went to work cutting the skirt of the dress off, starting at the cut he started so that if she were standing again, the dress would barely cover anything.

He lowered himself, face to pussy and let out a breath of hot air onto the queens' hot center. She shifted a little. Hans ran finger up and down her again as his other hand pulled his cock out of his pants. He was now so hard it was starting to hurt. He hesitated for a fraction of a second and shoved two fingers into her inviting pussy. The resulting gasp and moan he got from the pale queen was enough that his other hand gripped his cock and gave it a hard squeeze and long pull. He moved his fingers in and out of her hole and stroked himself slow enjoying the sounds she made.

He wasn't sure if she was still asleep or not, so he contented himself with adding a third finger and stroking himself faster at the loud gasp and moan he got in return. He shifted closer to her and lightly licked up and down her clit and moved his hand faster and the sounds she was making he took the pink clit into his mouth and bit it gently. That got him his first shriek and arch he did it again and moved his fingers as fast as he could his hand matching his pace on his rock-hard cock. He could feel his climax coming closer, but wanted to cum inside her when she was awake so he could see her face.

He could feel her walls tighten around his fingers and, abandoning his cock, ran his hand up the pale body and grabbed her breast tightly and massaged it roughly, pinching the nipple with every outward stroke of his fingers, and sucking her clit with every inward trust of his fingers. He heard her let out one last cock throbbing moan and tasted her cum as she clenched around his fingers. He pulled away from her and took his cock in the hand from her pussy and stroked himself roughly, moaning and cam quicker than he would have liked. His string of cum landed on the inside of her thighs and on her pussy. He stood up, admired his work, and left. He could wait until she woke up to get what he really wanted.