The Duke of Weselton's beady eyes roamed over the bound Queen Elsa's curvaceous form. He swallowed nervously. Despite his obvious lust he still held fear of her powers. But, Prince Hans had assured him that she was not dangerous. That the shackles that covered her hands and wrists would stop her from unleashing her power. Not to mention she was currently unconscious, knocked out from the struggle at her castle of Ice on the North Mountain.
The Duke had snuck in after Elsa had been brought into the cell, a dagger clutched in his hand. If Hans or his guards couldn't do it, then the Duke was determined to end this cursed winter himself. But, the Duke was loath to admit that he had been bewitched by Elsa's beauty ever since he first saw her at her coronation. A stronger man would have stuck the dagger in her neck by now, but all the Duke could do was look upon her sleeping body with sheer desire, paying special attention to her round, perky ass.
Moving without thinking, the Duke clambered onto the meager cot Elsa slept on and grasped her ass through her icy blue dress. Using the dagger, the Duke cut off the lower end of his dress until Elsa's bare ass was exposed to him. It seems she hadn't bothered to create undergarments. Not that the Duke was complaining. It only made what he planned to do easier.
As tempted as the Duke was to fuck Elsa into submission in either her pussy or ass, he was hesitant to stick his cock inside her. He was worried his penis would turn into an icicle and snap off. You couldn't be too careful when dealing with a monster, after all. But her ass cheeks looked nice and supple, those pale buns allured him with their pillow-like softness.
How would it feel to wrap his cock around those snowy white globes?
Unable to contain himself, the Duke quickly shuffled his pants off until they hung around his skinny ankles. His cock stood up proudly, long, hard and thick. It was certainly the most impressive thing about him. The Duke shuffled until he was straddling Elsa's thighs. His gloved hands squeezed Elsa's ass tightly. The Duke appreciated the sight of her ass meat bulging between his fingers.
The Duke maneuvered his cock until it was tightly packed in between Elsa's squishy buns. The contrast of his heavy, wrinkled cock against Elsa's silky smooth ass flesh was downright obscene. But, the Duke's senses had taken leave of him. Her skin was cool to the touch, and when her cheeks folded around his shaft the Duke had to hold back a moan. Her ass was so thick it almost smothered his cock completely.
Slowly at first, the Duke began thrusting his cock through the valley of Elsa's ass. It was hard work, her ass was practically suffocating his cock. But, the Duke found his strength and thrusted forward until the head of his cock poked out of the top of in-between Elsa's ass cheeks. He pulled back and his cockhead disappeared back into Elsa's ass cleavage.
On and on the Duke went, sawing his cock back and forth, sandwiched in Elsa's glorious derriere. He was huffing and panting, biting back loud moans that would potentially awaken the sleeping Elsa beneath him. Precum that leaked from the tip of his dick provided excellent lubrication for him to make his thrusting even easier. His hands pressed her cheeks even tighter around his shaft. He could feel himself grinding against her asshole and feel his balls smacking against her pussy.
With a hastily muffled cry, the Duke cummed. His load shot out from between Elsa's cheeks to splatter over her back. As the Duke dragged his cock back, his cum leaked out to smother Elsa's ass crack like a cream bun.
Panting, the Duke looked at his handiwork with pride. He couldn't sit there admiring the view for long, however. Anyone could be coming down to the cell, or worse, Elsa could wake up any minute.
Hastily wiping his cock clean on her sheets, the Duke pulled up his pants and quickly sneaked out the cell, leaving the still sleeping Elsa's back and ass covered in his sticky mess.