King Hans of Arendelle leaned back on his throne he had worked so hard to gain. In front of him were his loyal subjects he had won over thanks to his bravery and wisdom he showed during the sudden snowstorm the former Queen, Elsa, had unleashed onto Arendelle.
Speaking of which, said disposed Queen was chained to his throne, as is her sister, Princess Anna. The two of them were naked as the day they were born. The sister's blushed heavily, deeply embarrassed to be seen like this, their bodies bare for all to see. The sister's could see most of the crowd looking at them with disgust or lust. They tried to hide their more private areas, but it was a fool's errand.
This was a common sight in Hans' reign. He liked to show off the sisters' bodies while holding court, or during meetings and parties. Not that the sisters' simply sat there uselessly. They would be put to work serving their betters, whenever that be food or with their curvy forms.
Hans looked down smugly at the two sisters, and with a quick tug of the chain the two of them got the message and exposed their breasts and pussies to their audience. Hooting cat calls and lewd comments assaulted them. All Elsa and Anna could do was bare their shame and try to pretend they were somewhere, anywhere else. Elsa didn't even bother trying to use her powers. Her spirit had long since been broken and she mostly stared blankly into nothingness or was on the verge of tears.
Hans knew that Elsa needed to be humbled and put in her place after her little tantrum put her country in great danger. A little humility would be good for her. As for Anna, Hans initially considered taking her as a wife, but decided that a foolish girl who ran off into the woods, consorting with dirty ice harvesters was not fit to be Queen. Thankfully, the people of Arendelle agreed. The two sisters weren't fit to rule over anything.
So, Hans had decided that a daily amount of humiliation would do the girls a world of good. Not to mention he could get some enjoyment out of it himself. He would have them dressed in outfits so skimpy it would be insulting to even call them clothes. They waited on him hand and foot all hours of their day and had no choice but to do whatever demeaning, insulting task he could think of, usually with an audience.
It was a hoot to watch the former royal sisters clean out the stables or shovel manure. Some of the citizens even made a game of throwing rotten food at the sisters, seeing who could hit them the most. Elsa and Anna would quietly crawl into the pile of hay left for them to sleep on in the stables, dirty and exhausted from another day of humiliation.
Hans would take them for "walks", which were basically another way for him to humiliate them and showcase his victory. The sisters would be forced to crawl along the ground, like dogs, leashed and naked. The citizens always took the time to complement their King and his "bitches", as they liked to call Elsa and Anna.
Sometimes Hans would leave them outside while he ventured to the local tavern to mingle with his subjects. Even if it was pouring rain and the harsh droplets would crash against their bare, shivering skin. Particularly perverted and brave citizens would take the time to fondle and grope their bodies to their heart's content. Elsa and Anna couldn't do a thing about it for fear of punishment from their King.
The thing they both dreaded is when Hans would offer them to whoever gained his approval, and they usually enjoyed violating the sisters' dignity too. Inappropriate dances, begging, treated like dumb animals. The sisters couldn't decide if they would have preferred death to this humiliating existence.
All they could do was bare it as best they could, and hope for a miracle. But, with each day that passes, that hope slowly dwindled, until one day it will be extinguished.