a/n: surprised? this is actually still alive. I'm surprised myself.

warning: smut ahead, but nobody asked for this

I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. I figured… knowing that Elsa still had some afterthoughts, I could, at least, help her. I trusted her to be honest with me, and… honestly, I believed her. If I had asked why she was staring into space, she would tell me she was thinking about me. If I had asked her why she had this… certain look - this bitter expression blanketed over her cold eyes - she would tell me… she was thinking about Belle.

I realized… I couldn't be the person that she needed me to be. At the same time, I was that person. I was the person that cared for her, loved her, made her seem like nothing would ever go wrong again, and… and nothing ever did go wrong. Just as she were with Belle.

I wasn't sure what had become of me when we had gotten back together. I was happy. Broken. Who wasn't?

It had been a few months now. We had relaxed, slowly picking up the crumbs that had left us in such a bitter state.

We hadn't even thought about marriage. I didn't think about marriage. It was too early… but in a way, having to know who my true Elsa was after years and years of being isolated from the truth… perhaps, it wasn't early at all.

I sat on the stool, head dropped down in deep thoughts, a glass of wine, untouched, placed on the bar table. The clock ticked in silence. The peace that filled the air when being alone… was one of the most satisfying things I had ever experienced. After everything… a life like this left me with much to desire.

And for one… I desired my girlfriend. I desired her happiness, her love, the kindness in her heart that she wouldn't show from time to time.

I smiled to myself, the tip of my finger tracing the rim of the wine glass.

A soft note on the piano sounded suddenly, ringing in my ear with pleasantry, and I turned around.

Nobody could look away if they saw that gentle expression of hers, the soft smile - though, small, and how she leaned against the surface side of the instrument.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

I was in awe, almost blushing. "Um… having a drink? Wanna join me?"

For the tiniest bit, I noticed her smile widening a little. Almost in a mocking manner. Am I a joke? "No. But you should join me." Elsa stretched out her hand.

Like a robot, I did what she was told, and my own hand slid with ease on top of her palm. "Did you… shower?"

She nodded, motioning my hand to wrap around her shoulder. Ah, that was the Elsa I knew and love. Always so charismatic… always so willing to leave me in a puddle of desired mess. "I suppose… you were just too deep in thought to even notice. Oh, that is… such a disappointment," her lips whispered.

I bit my own to hide a smile. "Well, I mean… I could've joined you." I tilted my head in curiosity when I was prompted with a raise of an eyebrow. "What? Scared that I'd see you naked?"

A small chuckle escaped, and Elsa had wrapped her arms around my waist. "Don't say that. You're only scared of what I would do to you if you did come."

That, I couldn't deny. But that also reminded me - and I always been thinking about this - what would she have done if I were in there? Or, perhaps… what would I have done? It was all hypothetical, and I just was not brave enough to really tell her how I felt. I eyed her chest for a few short moments, contemplating.

I had always been her submissive. Outside of sex or even doing it… I was always her good girl. Never once had I always been the person… that Belle was to her. It occurred to me that sometimes… even, all the time, Belle would be the one to command her. Torture her. Pleasure her in a way that it would be more for Belle's pleasure than my own girlfriend.

If anything, I felt… left out.

But I also knew Elsa being her submissive was merely just a coping mechanism because of me. It was always me. When was it never?

I sighed, and I knew Elsa could hear that.

The graceful smile she had, had gone. "What's wrong?"

I licked my lip in wonder. "You know… you never really tell me about your submissive side.

That did it for her. She pushed herself away immediately, her face souring up, and with hands on her hips, she walked over to eye the skyscrapers by the glass wall. Silence, yet again, filled the air like it was polluted with regret and disgust.

I wasn't going to move from my spot. I knew it was a sensitive topic, but… we had gone over more sensitive ones before. I stared at her back, the outline of her body completely prominent through her white collar shirt. In a way… this was something that we would normally do - sit in silence, contemplation… and a discussion would occur.

At the moment, I felt like a discussion would become heavier and heavier with each word spewed out, so I was silent.

She huffed, lowering her head. "Anna… do you really want to talk about this? Again?" She turned slightly, blue eyes sharply pleading for me to not say another word. I had to though. For my own sake. She said she would be honest. Couldn't she trust me back too?

I leaned against the piano, crossing my arms. "I just… want to know what it was like for you. As much as I hated Belle, I… I mean, you let her be your dominant -"

"Anna…" Her hand raised to her head, rubbing in frustration.

" - Look, I'm just curious, okay? I mean… we don't have to do anything. Honestly, I think that's the one part that I'm most curious about you that I still don't know enough about yet."

Elsa turned completely to her, back pressed against the glass. Yet again, she didn't say anything. Nor, did she have her eyes on me. For a moment, I thought she had gone deaf, pretending all of this wasn't going to happen. Oh, but it will. I need this to happen.

The moment I opened my mouth again, she talked, "I told you this before. The pain, the pleasure… I don't just do it for that. Belle helped me cope with the loss of you. I felt… so much guilt - guilty that I had ruined a part of your childhood, guilty that… things were never going to be the same between us. It went on for so long. If I wasn't going to go on with my life punished… then, I needed this as a punishment."

I get it. I get it now. There were many things in Anna's head. "Did you… ever plan on telling me if I hadn't asked?"

"I suppose when the time is right, I would. Anna, why is this important?"

"Because I…" I didn't want to meet her eyes, really. I wanted to tell her I didn't want to be rebound. I didn't want to be the one person she was going to keep secrets away from me. I thought if I had given her everything that she needed, but now I knew… perhaps, she needed this too. I took a step forward, and another, and another… until I came face to face to her. I gazed up at the taller woman, arms squeezing myself. "To be quite honest… do you… still wish for that?"

Elsa tilted her head. "I don't understand."

"I mean…" God, why is it so hard to say? "I could help you. Do you wish… for us to switch roles?"

I knew she had to understand this time based on her reaction. The shocked look she had quickly softened, and she chuckled. "Anna, don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not joking, Elsa."

On that note, Elsa's expression changed again. For someone so cold, she could be so damn expressive. "You… do you really want this?"

I lifted my one finger. "Just this once. I know… I've been your submissive for pretty long, but… I've never really seen you act vulnerable for me. We don't have to if -"

"I suppose this could be work once." Once, huh? But I was surprised by that response. Honestly, I thought she wouldn't do it. And now… well, how awkward. My mind began to blank out, and I stared at her expectedly. Maybe… I spoke too soon. Fuck.

"U-Uh…"

Elsa sighed, chuckling. "I see, you don't have an idea of how this works, hm? Come." She grabbed my hand, and the next thing we knew, we were in our bedroom, the door shut close. I didn't realize my hand had been free until Elsa walked to her closet… pulled out two cardboard boxes, and lifted the hoods.

Inside, I peeked a few vibrators, strap-on, a flogger… and as Elsa searched through the box, she looked right at me. I thought I was going to faint. "Perhaps this is too much for you."

I immediately shook my head. "I mean… it's just toys."

"Toys…" Elsa smirked, getting up, hands clasped together. "Well, let's not wait too long then. We should start."

I blinked. "S-Start? W-What do you -"

"Didn't you say you want this? I'm waiting… mistress."

Oh God. I had completely lost my ability to talk… and the single word that I had always called her in bed… sounded so sultry, so intimate… a sharp throb was sent right between my legs. I wasn't sure if I was still standing this point, but she had completely made my lower half numb and weak from a single word. How? How could I be dominant now?

I gulped, staring… blushing. Elsa… just stood there as if she was waiting for instructions from her mistress. Is this… what it feels like? The power…?

Licking my lip, I had hoped my courage would come back to me. Of course I wanted this. Of course I wanted to know how this all felt… and Elsa seemed very willing.

"E-Elsa… I…"

"Your lovely submissive cannot talk if her mistress does not allow her to."

At this rate, my heart was just pounding. I cleared my throat. "S-Speak."

Ah, there's that mocking smile! Ugh. "Mistress… would you like me to teach you?"

This couldn't be helped anymore. "You're just teasing me now, aren't you?" I pouted, eyebrows crossed.

"Maybe."

"You jerk."

"It's a learning experience." She clasped her hands together. "So… if you would like rid yourself from embarrassment, maybe you should tell me what I should do."

Ah, I see. I wasn't sure what I wanted her to do. I gazed over her shoulder at the boxes. Well, there were quite a few items, but… it wasn't anything that she wasn't unfamiliar with. My head scrambled, but I realized, I should just put myself in Elsa's shoes when she took her time to fuck me. "Okay, then… um, s-safe word… like our usual. Kumquat."

Elsa nodded. "Excellent."

"K-Kneel."

And just like that, Elsa immediately got on her knees. This was… too intense for me. But I realized this was going to be a chance to get to know this side of Elsa. How vulnerable, open, and willing she could be. I stared in awe at the woman, knelt on the cold hard ground, her hands on her sides… blue eyes gazing right at me for further instructions. Perhaps… in a very expecting way.

And, maybe, it was time that I keep up. I swallowed. "T-Take off your shirt."

She did just that, barking her beautiful, silky white body for me. The only piece that covered her was just her panties… and oddly, this had to be the most arousing moment I could possibly be in.

I let out a low breath, eyes lusting after the thoughts - oh, what I might do to her… But I didn't stare for long. I walked over to the boxes, eyes scanning on the various toys and I found myself grabbing ahold of a black colored strap-on. I turned around to see… Elsa was staring right at the door. Ah, I didn't allow her to look. God, she's so committed to this.

In my other hand soon after, I had a pair of metal handcuffs and her personal blindfold. I assumed it was hers, knowing she had never used them on me. Silently, I bent down behind her, nose breathing in her scent… her precious flowery scent, and I just wanted to taste her skin. My own prickled with delight as I ran my finger down the middle of Elsa's back to watch her tremble. And if I had known she had this kind of cute little reactions… I would have done this sooner.

I sighed, eyes half-lidded in lust… and I whispered in her ear, "I hope this is on par to what Belle did to you."

"We have just barely started, beautiful."

I smiled, holding her slender shoulder, and I quickly wrapped the silky blindfold over her eyes. At the same time, I couldn't resist giving her a little bit of love. My lips whispered sweet, sweet love against the skin of her neck, and I was soon replied with soft whines.

Her hair… I couldn't help but run them down with my fingers, and her head tilted up with wonder… with pleasure. She was enjoying this so, so much. Perhaps, it really was all about the sensation and the subtle touches of myself on her.

"Could you hold out your hands?"

Elsa chuckled. "Are you asking me or commanding me…?"

I blushed in embarrassment. Oh, I have much to learn. "Commanding. H-Hold out your hands." The only moment I could let that out was that I knew I had to pretend I was Elsa. This is such an out-of-body experience…

And she did as she was told so I could lock the cuffs around her wrists.

"Turn around for me? I-I mean -" She held on a burst of laughter immediately, " - I mean, turn your precious body around for me."

She turned. Now then. I decided… that the fact that she couldn't see me, I took my time unbuttoning my jeans, making sure the fabric rub just right against my skin. I needed her to hear me. And seeing her smile behind that mask indicated she knew what I was doing.

I… needed to be honest, I wasn't sure what I was doing. It was just the way she kneeled in front of me, how her cheeks began to flush more than usual… somehow made me a little bit more insane. And maybe I wasn't insane, and I had always had this part of me inside of me… waiting to come out. Waiting for Elsa to do exactly this for me.

And she was just… beautiful. Completely in awe, I slowly slipped my jeans off, following with the rest of my clothes to bare myself naked. I kept a close eye on her, noticing the way she tilted her head each time I had shed a piece of clothing.

And while my body seemed to understand what it wanted to do… my mind was completely blank. My hands moved automatically as I slipped into the strap-on… tightening it around my crotch… and I found myself leaning against the wall, staring at the prick gazing outward.

I swallowed, speechless… but I admired how beautiful Elsa was. "Elsa…" I whispered.

She cocked her head again at the voice, and all my fingers could offer was to run through her silky hair, her soft cheek… and I caressed her supple pink lips.

Hearing her sigh, I wanted badly to drown it with a kiss… but I stood against the close door, admiring her submissiveness. I swallowed, my other hand rubbing around the toy… and slowly, I leaned closer. "Elsa…"

"Ah…" she breathed, lips parting… her tongue peeking out to kiss my thumb. My heart nearly lept out of my chest, and even now, I noticed while she was being the most submissive person she could be… she was still someone who knew what control was. Perhaps, for nearly two years… I had been so desensitized from any other control that the only thing I knew was how to be submissive. That wouldn't do.

My hip slowly bucked forward, and the tip of the phallus brushed Elsa's bottom lip. The way she tilted her head up… letting out a slow, deep breath, knowing that something had pressed on her mouth, made me feel so… hot.

I could barely feel her breath against my navel, could barely feel her bounded hands climbing up against my leg… and slowly, finding its place on the base of the phallus. I was breathless… waiting… but I knew she wanted instructions. Commands.

I caressed her hair, her body arching like a beautiful feline, and I sighed at the sight. "Oh, baby…"

"Mistress…" she whined quietly. Oh goodness.

I nearly choked, feeling my cheeks flushed with desire. Especially now, she was… her vulnerability was incredibly sexy. I licked my lips, feeling them drying up with each breath I had let out. I wondered… how long I had been staring at her, but I knew she would be even prettier later. "Be… Be a good girl and lube me up."

Elsa barely let out a smile, and even through her blindfold, I could see how lustful she was looking at me. How much submissive she could go just for me. She let out a breath, her hands placed flat on my inner thighs… and she had parted her lips, tongue out.

I shuddered with pleasure when I watched her lick and kiss the tip. Slowly. Gently. She moaned so audibly, I thought this was someone else.

"Oh God…" I sighed, back leaning against the door… and I couldn't just stop staring at my girlfriend. She had done this before - of course, she had. I continued to play with her hair, watching her lips spread as she took the tip in. More… and more…

Soon, I relaxed into the state of pleasure, breathing out nothing but deep soft breaths. I wasn't sure how I was looking at her, but I couldn't stop gazing at the purity and desire in her ocean blue orbs.

And halfway through, my beautiful girlfriend had drools sliding down the corner of her lips. I reached out, wiping it with my finger, and in response, Elsa whimpered, gratefully. It didn't take long for Elsa to accommodate with the length and size before she started bobbing her head like a good… good submissive. But I hadn't realized how shocked and surprised I was until I had moaned - even when I couldn't feel anything, but her nails pinching my skin on my thighs… hearing the little wet noises every time… every time Elsa…

Fuck. I gritted my teeth, drawing my head back when Elsa continued to lean in closer. And just for a moment, something inside of me snapped, and it had snapped so hard that I, unexpectedly, rocked my hip closer.

Instantly, Elsa gagged, body tensing… and her fingers pinched my skin even more. Oh no.

"O-Oh God, Elsa, did I -" I pulled the blindfold back, only to be met with deep blue eyes… staring right at me. Pleading. Wanting. Exactly like a submissive… and I wondered if those were the eyes that Belle would always see back then. I had lost my breath, competing with the desire that was brainwashed into Elsa.

Elsa didn't pull away to even respond, only eyeing me for a moment before continuing. And just like that, I felt my whole hot core clench with desire - and I knew, there was no helping how wet I was…

I wondered if she would allow me to do that same thing again. My hip began to rock once, twice, and this time… more carefully. I couldn't break her. Not yet.

Each time, the gagging was growing less, and Elsa was able to really accommodate the whole length on her mouth… down her throat. Oh Gods.

But she allowed this. Just looking at her, I knew she was willing to take it. I caressed her cheek with a gentle touch, feeling how her mouth filled with all of me… and when I had deemed my phallus wet enough, I patted her cheek. "It's okay… you can pull out now."

"Mm…" Just like that, Elsa pushed herself away, eyeing her artwork… and then back to me. I decided, knowing how obedient she was, I could reward her. I placed the blindfold back around her eyes the moment I witnessed a small glistening light in her eyes. She licked her lip, chuckling. "Did you enjoy that?"

I flushed, pausing for a moment. "Y-Yeah…"

She laughed again. "Show some confidence, Anna."

"Mistress."

"Mistress… my apologies."

I cleared my throat as I hoisted her up to stand and led her to our bed. "L-Lay down for me."

She did exactly what she was told, and I didn't have to tell her to see that her arms were also above her head too. Even without anything else, I heard an audible sigh… and Gods, I wanted to swallow her whole. I sat by her side, admiring the flawlessness of her body… how it arched, how it flailed ever so subtly in a needy way. Of course, I couldn't deny her any longer.

I got up once again, taking out a small bullet vibrator out of the box with a wireless remote connected to it.

Well… no matter how much Elsa had used a toy on me before, I really wish I understood what the symbols on Elsa's remote were.

I frowned, walking over to the drawer to grab some tape… eyes still examining the buttons. As if I was multitasking, I grabbed a strand of clear tape, placing the bullet on the middle of the sticky side… and attached it right between Elsa's legs on her clit.

A small hitch of breath quickly fell out, and Elsa's legs widened even more. From this angle… as I kneeled right on the foot of the bed between her legs, I could just admire the beauty of her core gaping with wetness. Oh, this is plentiful…

For a moment, I paid close attention to her sex… to her writhing body, and how it arched for me in need, in want… but I barely contain myself from lunging at her. I had to be where I was, switching my attention to gaze at the remote, slapping it when it did nothing.

Elsa had her ears perked. "What…"

"I-I don't know to get this thing to work."

She tilted her head. "What are you trying to get to work…?"

"T-The remote? Like I don't even know the symbols for this…"

Just like that, Elsa burst into laughter, and my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Well, you can figure it out. I can't teach you when my arms and eyes are like this."

"I know! It's just… wow, there's a lot of options to choose from, and I'm not entirely sure where to start… or even how to."

"Hm… I doubt my girlfriend is that stupid to not understand how toys work."

I paused, picking my eyes up from the remote and stared right at Elsa. "W… What did you just say?"

She smirked. "I think you heard me perfectly fine. Or are your ears also too stupid - mghn!"

Miraculously, slapping the remote did the trick - or, perhaps, I made sure I pressed a random button on the remote, prompting Elsa's body to shake, tense… and Gods, if I were to see this every day, I would allow it.

Her words immediately angered me. I dropped the remote on the side of the bed, and with my hands freed, I pushed her legs apart even more. I stared… and I stared, and I could just feel my desire growing as she had gotten wetter.

Elsa… wasn't hiding a single moan, freeing herself from her cold persona. I knew, in a moment now, Elsa would find herself screaming in desire, but I wasn't going to let that happen.

Slowly, I snaked between her legs, my torso sliding warmly against her own… and my lips could whisper were little kisses printed on her chest, her slender, throbbing neck…

And when I kissed her chin, fingers gently holding her still, she trembled. I gazed with eyes filled with desire, and slowly, I began caressing her throbbing sex through the prick.

She merely hummed, eyebrows scrunched… and her lips parted like she was waiting for me to kiss her, but I wouldn't. In response, she whimpered in desperation. Nothing felt better than to know how astonishingly defenseless and powerless she was. Of course, who wouldn't enjoy the power that Elsa had?

It's just… such a wonderful change to see her here, bounded in bed. "You should show me more of this side of you…" I whispered into her ear, lips brushing on her reddened skin. "Oh, you're so beautiful." My hands crawled their way up against her chest, and I took pleasure playing and squeezing with her well-rounded bosom.

"Mistress…" she let out a strained breath, head tilting up, and I took this chance to mark it with kisses and scraps of my teeth. If she had done this to me… it was fitting that I would do the same.

It must've been torturous for her, for God knows how long I knew she had not been submissive for. My grinding began to slow, and I had only done it on purpose to see how expressively agonized she was. The bullet continued to vibrate, her body trembled, and immediately, I sat up, my hand wrapped around Elsa's neck… and squeezed.

"Gah -" She gasped, choked, her lower half flailing, arms trying its best to keep themselves above her own head. Drools began to tip through the corner of Elsa's lips the longer I cut off her air, but not so much that she would pass out right away.

"We should do this more often…" I mumbled, my free fingers twisting and patting her small, adorably erected nipple. "You're making me discover a newer side of myself that I didn't even know existed in the first place." I loosened my hand from her neck, leaning back to kiss her lip. "Thank you…"

I didn't allow her to respond back. The moment I plunged my prick right into her, Elsa's moans became louder. Whimpers turned into shrieks. Her sighs turned into nothing but broken words, trying to speak.

I wasn't soft on her. Gazing at my beautiful girlfriend, I rocked and ground against her, going against her tight walls… and I whispered, "I know what you want… but, please, don't come. I want to feel you… I want to play you… and you feel so. Fucking. Good."

I grunted with each sharp push, and it was just me that was rocking now…

The bed creaked and she was bouncing against me like a whore. Her fingers clenched into fists above her head, her head turning to the side… and all I could hear were wet noises, her moans, and the silence of the night.

Abruptly, I grabbed her cheeks and turned her, getting rid of the blindfold for good. Fuck. I almost stopped when she started gazing at me with plea, tears filling her pupil. No. I couldn't stop. My two fingers automatically ran across her lips, and I could not take the chance to give her a warning as I slipped them in her mouth.

"A-Ah…" Elsa tensed, mouth widening… and she let it happen. Her tongue, silky wet and soft, ran against my fingers before she enclosed her lips around them to suck.

"Fuck… Fuck, you bitch…" I mumbled, and I never thought I could let out those three words in front of her. But she was a good bitch. I knew she was desperate to come at this point, humming loudly in protest. My fingers continued sliding down until it hit the back of her throat. Her protests became louder, the metal cuffs hitting against the headboard… and she could say nothing, even at the moment where she was crying. I had to give it to her, she was a good submissive. I had to reward her.

Smiling kindly, I nodded, kissing her adorable nose. "Come, baby."

Her eyes rolled back, body trembling for a full ten seconds. No screams came out - rather, the only reaction I got were her legs quickly wrapping around my body and her hips rocking in their own to meet my phallus.

And only when that lessened, I pulled my fingers out of her mouth, leaving a gentle kiss on the corner. "Mm… you did so well," I whispered, fingers caressing her hair.

She laid there, chest heaving with every breath. I couldn't pull out yet - she felt so amazing, I couldn't even do that. I licked my lip, wondering if she could speak. I had tortured her throat a little too much.

When she gazed at me, I merely smiled with a hint of awkwardness. Silence still loomed over us.

"S-So… was that good?"

Elsa's lips stretched a little, blue eyes glistening. Still, she didn't talk. I assumed she wanted to bask into the warmth and the afterglow for a moment before replying.

"I hope I was better than Belle," I started, kissing her cheek. As carefully as I could, I pulled out of her, grabbed the bullet and pulled it away from her sensitive clit. "I mean… I hope I was better than anyone you've been with."

"You surprised me."

Ah, her voice is hoarse. I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Humming, I stayed on top of her, face to face, hand caressing her cheek. "I think… after being with you for some time… changed me a bit."

"Perhaps. Anna…" She swallowed, eyes wandering on my curious expression. "Thank you for doing this… I wanted to feel what it was like again just this once."

I shrugged. "Killing two birds with one stone. I was curious as well. And… I mean, if you don't mind…" My eyes glistened like a puppy, my cheeks puffing out. "If you don't mind I would like to do this again sometime."

She raised her eyebrow. I noticed her arms were still bound together, but I wasn't going to bother releasing her yet. "My mistress enjoyed that, I see. I wouldn't ever oppose her."

I chuckled, kissing her lips once more, and I lingered for a while to feel her love. "That's good. I just gotta say… phew, you're so sexy when you're like this."

Elsa smirked, leaning into my ear to whisper, "Mm, you are so welcome. It was very enjoyable… sucking your cock."

Shivers quickly ran down my spine as she licked the shell of my ear. "O-Oh…"

There wasn't a beat left in this silence as Elsa continued to smirk at me with such cockiness. "And yes, you are very good at this."
"B-Better than Belle?"

"Mm…" She shrugged. "I didn't say you were perfect." Oh, this woman. "You still have much to learn."

"I guess… I do, huh?"