"I can't believe you," Elsa said disdainfully. She looked down with narrow eyes at her sister's boyfriend, Kristoff, laying below, his hands chained to the bed while she pumped up and down on his thick cock. Kristoff's eyes were clenched shut as he felt Elsa's hot, tight walls clamp down around his shaft. He grunted and groaned, a trace of shame in his tone. "You're nothing but a dirty pig to ask this of me, your Queen and Anna's sister."
As much as Elsa talked down to Kristoff, the two of them were both willingly, albeit guiltily, betraying Anna. Sure, they could make excuses, but the fact of the matter is Kristoff was a virile man with needs and Elsa was a physically repressed young woman. Still, both Elsa and Kristoff felt they needed to be punished somehow, so they would alternate between denying each other their orgasms.
The obvious solution was that they could simply stop, but the truth was that both of them were too addicted to stop. Denying the other release was the best they could to make themselves feel better. Elsa would fuck herself on top of Kristoff's thick pole until her juices flooded out of her pussy, then she would leave him to writhe in desperation for release, a icy ring bound around his cock ot stop him from cumming.
Kristoff on the other hand would fuck Elsa into oblivion until he would cum, shooting his heavy load over her pale body. Before he goes to wash away his shame he'd leave her tied to the bed using the skills he learnt as an ice harvester. She would try to achieve her own climax, but bound as she was it was just out of reach.
It was a band-aid solution and neither of them wanted to imagine what would happen if Anna found out, but they couldn't resist. Denying each other orgasms wasn't just a way to punish the other, it only added to the fun. The ache in their loins, almost to the point of pain and the sheer desperate need to cum overtaking their minds was a very addictive feeling for them.
Elsa grinded herself on top of Kristoff's dick, quickly reaching a hastily muffled screaming orgasm. She didn't want anyone bursting into the room if they heard their Queen screaming at the top of her lungs. Her hot love juices spewed out her pussy, coating Kristoff's cock with a gleaming shine. The feeling of Elsa's liquid cascading around his shaft almost drove Kristoff over the edge himself, but with almost superhuman willpower he held himself back from shooting his load into Elsa's tight, pink tunnel.
Gasping and moaning, Elsa slowly pulled her pussy off of Kristoff's cock, dragging her walls up and off of him with deliberate slowness. She wanted to see if he would give in and cum, but he held on, his face red and strained. Finally, with a loud pop Elsa released his manhood from her grip and looked down upon it. The long, thick shaft was red and heavy, pre-cum bubbling from the tip. His veins pulsed angrily and his balls looked so full and tight. Filled to the brim and begging to be let loose.
"You may be a sub-par boyfriend, but you do make for an excellent dildo," Elsa said, chuckling cruelly as she gently nudged Kristoff's balls with her foot, laughing as she heard him hiss with painful pleasure. "But we both know what you deserve."
With that, Elsa waved her hand and two icy cold rings appeared, one around the bases of Kristoff's cock and testicles. Kristoff moaned desperately, thrusting his hips upwards into the air, wordlessly begging Elsa for mercy. But, she had none to give. This would keep the cheating ice harvester from cumming after she left. It was only fair, he had left her tied up with a needy, dripping pussy only last night.
Giving his cock a teasing kiss and licking the pre-cum from his tip, Elsa left the room, shutting the door to Kristoff's broken groans where he would stay on the brink of climax for the rest of the night.
