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Opening the gates to Arendelle	By : ItwasMerlin Category: +1 through F > Frozen Views: 17453 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N Merlin here . This is part one of a two parter. This was meant to go on longer but a slightly shorter chapter will follow this eventually .
Thanks to anon for suggesting to storyline
Betas i do not have so expect mistakes.
ideas welcome. This story is pretty planned to the end but ideas are always needed .

Chapter three
Part 1
A Long day indeed
The Old man marched forward until he was but inches away from the sitting Elsa .
“ It’s simple your grace.... The deal is this. Arendel gets it’s trade back, your people don’t suffer and your kingdom thrives. But in return.... well in return I get you for the next seven days...”
“ Get me? “ Elsa replied, the worry lacing her voice. She then watched as the old man placed his black, gloved hands on the table in front of her as he leaned his wrinkled face closer . It was when she saw It, when she saw the lust in his gaze, the want and need as he stared at her.
“ Yes, I get you, I get that body of yours for my own pleasure. However I want, you’ll do everything thing I need, every thing I demand. You’ll restore my pride your grace, well be even then....”
The Duke then pulled away from the shocked and disgusted looking Elsa. After all he didn’t want to be to close if she instantly didn’t accept... After all he was still weary of her ice powers . The blonde was speechless, the elderly man laid down the deal once more , giving her an ultimatum.
“ Your body, you, for seven days or Arendels suffering for a lifetime.... you have until morning to decide, if you don’t appear in my private study before midday... I will assume you have rejected my terms..”
With that he turned on his feet, leaving the food and a silent Elsa at the table. The man heading for his own quarters, leaving a stunned queen of Arendel with her thoughts.
The next morning….
She had barely slept, the old’s Duke horrid proposition running over and over in her mind. On one hand, it disgusted and horrified her the thoughts he had been having of her. On the other hand, Arrendel’s future was at stake. Elsa could only imagine what would happen if she didn’t accept, another thought had plagued her though, if she accepted and then pulled out, just what would the ramifications be. The Duke had more power then she knew, even more then her, she maybe a queen, but the Duke knew more people and after her power problems she faced, he had more trust from the surrounding kingdoms.
The thought sickened her though, and as she lye flat on her back, in between the comfortable sheets of her temporary bed thought’s run through her mind. Elsa had no experience in the sexual sense, having only a fleeting kiss from a prince who spent little time in Arrendel for anything more to develop. And the Duke wanted more, god only knows truly just what that would be, but to have her first be that man. It made her squirm in discontent.
But then she sighed loudly, seven days of torment for a life time of happiness for her people… For her sister. Elsa wanted to scream… Because she knew the only answer she could give, her people meant so much more. Sliding out of bed she decided to get up and get ready, her stomach in knots at what she was about to do.
The Duke’s private study…
Sitting behind his wooden desk, the Duke of Weselton sat patiently, once again dressed in his military get up. The old man’s foot bounced slightly, agitation and anticipation setting in all at once, he had laid down his request and it all know hinged on Elsa’s reply.
His obsession for the blonde would hopefully come to fruition today, he had barely slept, all night thinking about what he would do to her. He had everything planned, knew each move he would make, but everything once again came down to her stepping into his study and submitting to his deal.
For the next week he had cleared his schedule of all but the most important meetings, the old man’s focus solely on the thought of breaking Elsa. Looking around his study, the room grand, with royal red coloured walls, with golden coloured patterns adding the richness to them, a plush cream coloured carpet covered the floors. A small chandelier hanging above his oak crafted desk that were adorned with the finest golden plating. Behind him a bookcase, home to important documents, alongside a table for his important whiskey collection. It was luxury at its finest, and it was the perfect place to break his queen. If only she would turn up that is…
Though as he eyed his room. A wooden chest in the corner of it made him smile. Sadistically.
Time ticked on as midday got closer, worry seeping in slightly that his fantasy wouldn’t come true… Until he heard his guard open the door, until the word’s Queen Elsa was here to see him muttered from the giant oaf’s lips. And then she stepped in, her dress a played down blue, shoulderless, but one that didn’t go that low over her chest. It fit nicely, but it was clear she was attempting to play herself down. Even so, with her face relatively free of make-up, she was still stunning, in-fact there was little difference, the blonde being such a natural beauty.
Her blonde hair though, was braided down and over her shoulder unlike at the dinner, her hair looking much like it had when her ice powers had hit and she found herself in that sparkling tight blue dress. He smirked at the thought, he wondered if she had brought that dress with her, doubtful, but he most definitely hoped to fuck her in that one day.
When his beady eyes looked up at her bright blue, he could see the nerves, the fear of what was about to happen. And it gave him satisfaction, if she hadn’t of humiliated him, then he would never want to see that look in her eye’s but after what she did, even if he had feelings for her, he defiantly enjoyed it. He wondered just what she was thinking as she looked him over…
Oh god what am I doing… Elsa’s mind screamed as she stood looking at the smirking duke who was sitting at his desk. If it wasn’t for the situation, she would have laughed at the obvious fact the desk had clearly been lowered a little for his size, and she would of laughed even more at the fact his chair was slightly lowered as well so his legs would reach the floor. It wasn’t hugely obvious, but Elsa had caught it almost instantly. But what she was about to agree to…. Wasn’t a laughing matter, especially as she looked the smirking weasel of a man over.
His grey slicked back hair that both her and Anna where more then aware of was really a toupee, his white bushy moustache that sat under his large pointed nose, the same nose that held his spectacles up. He was once again wearing his military uniform, clearly the man didn’t have anything else in his wardrobe. The gold puffed out shoulders, with the navy-blue coat that was decorated with a few red straps and more golden design. His white gloves, incredibly tight grey trousers that only made his incredibly skinny legs even more obvious. Topped off with his black, heeled boots.
But even if she didn’t find him so unattractive, it was the lecherous grin he currently sported that seemed to make his appearance just that much more unappealing. Not to mention the age gap, she was twenty-one, he sixty-five… over three times her age. The thought made her shiver once more in horror.
This is for Arendell…. She continued to repeat though to cope, all the while she now stood, unmoving in the middle of the old man’s study, her hands playing nervously. No idea just what was about to happen… until the weasel like voice of the Duke was finally heard.
“I’m so glad you made it your highness…” The Duke said smugly, pushing his chair back slightly from his desk, he sat back looking at her. Knowing he had her in the palm of his hand… It made him even more smug when she didn’t say anything, merely looked away from him. But that wasn’t what he cared for, as first he needed to get her confirmation before the fun could begin. One thing the Duke didn’t do, was beat around the bush.
“So do you accept my terms Elsa, do you accept the seven day deal…”
Elsa looked up at the question, shaking slightly with nerves…. When she heard him asking for her acceptance, she stuttered, and couldn’t stop herself from answering different to what he wanted.
“There has to be another way… There has to be another way that isn’t so sick and..”
Elsa’s voice hung in the air, realising she had only insulted him, probably angered him further but when she looked at him, he merely chuckled.
“Oh yes my dear, there is another way…” The Duke replied, the smugness still present. Instantly telling her his answer wouldn’t be one she wanted to hear…. And it wasn’t.
“The other way your highness, the other way would be the fall of Arendell, the end of your pathetic kingdom… Is that what you want? Or does the high and mighty Queen Elsa not care?”
Elsa glared at him in anger her body rigid… But she couldn’t reply, he had her where he wanted, she already new the effects of him merely getting her kingdom to lose trade, she didn’t want to find out what else he had up his sleeve. It was then the question was asked again…
“SO… Do you accept my term’s Elsa. Do you accept the seven-day deal?”
“For Arendell…” Elsa whispered to herself, only to have the Duke tell her to speak up. “Yes for Arendell I accept the deal!!”
“Oh were going to have so much fun you and I...” The duke replied, the lust clear in his voice, the old man not wanting to waste any more time, he moved onto his first command...
“First thing’s first then…. Lose every piece of clothing covering that body of yours’s”
Elsa’s eyes widened, not being able to move she merely stared, fear in her eyes as she gazed at the old man.
“ I’ll count to three Elsa… And if you don’t start doing as I say, the deal’s off and your people suffer..”
“one…….”
For Arendelle…. For Arendelle…For Arendelle….
“ Two….”
For Arendelle…. For Arendelle…For Arendelle….
“Thre--…..”
“Stop!!!..” Elsa cried, her head hanging in shame as she resigned herself to her fate. Her hand shakily reaching for the top of her dress… For Arendelle… she repeated in her head not believing what she was about to do.
Her petite hand slowly gripped the shoulder of her dress, pulling it down ever so slightly before she reached up to the opposite side doing the same. Elsa stalled, but remembered the threat quick enough as she closed her eyes tightly before reaching up with both hands and pulling the dress down further. She couldn’t believe what was happening though as the dress came down over her breast’s… Revealing her chest to the perverted old man in front of her. Her stomach churning even more when she heard his lustful, strangled gasp at the sight.
The Duke’s cock hardened almost instantly as he gazed upon Elsa’s breasts for the first time. They were spectacular, they weren’t huge, yet not small. They where full, perky and had him drooling, yearning to put his old lips around her perfectly sized nipples. Not yet… the Duke chided himself, knowing he needed to stick to his plan if he wanted her to be his.
Waiting with baited breath, he then watched as Elsa, her eyes still closed tight and clearly uncomfortable continued to push the dress down her body. He watched as he went down her toned midsection, before eventually slipping it off over her hips, revealing her plain white underwear. He groaned at the sight, clearly she had dressed down, he would get her in something sexier, but the sight of the stunning queen’s panties still made his cock throb.
His stunning obsession then bent over slightly, pushing the dress even further down, revealing her slender, sexy legs to the old man before she then stepped out of it, leaving the dress discarded. It gave the old man a moment to take her in, dressed now in only her plain underwear, and much to his satisfaction, a pair of golden coloured heels. Something he would surely make her keep on. Her body was better then even his lustful mind could of expected…. Though he needed to see a few more thing’s to really get the full picture.
“You can keep the heel’s…. But the underwear’s got to go...”
Elsa had never felt so humiliated in her life, disgusted the old man was allowed to look upon her like this. Not to mention the worry someone else could just walk in unannounced. She had never been nude for anyone in her life, and when she heard him next speak… To say she wanted to run was an understatement. But she wouldn’t, no she would be strong, she vowed she wouldn’t even cry as she kept her eye’s closed. She would be strong for Arendelle, so without waiting any longer, she reached for her underwear, and slowly began removing that as well.
Time slowed for the Duke, as in almost slow motion her underwear was removed… Revealing the queens perfect little cunt to him. His eye’s stared, gazing lustfully at it, having wondered just what it would look like from the moment he saw her. It looked so pretty, covered in a neatly, clearly trimmed amount of fair coloured pubic hair.
Her cheeks flushed completely red in embarrassment as she stepped out of her underwear that had pooled around her ankles. The blonde knew he was watching her, even with her eyes closed, she felt truly humiliated. Though as she did, she couldn’t stop an odd shiver going up her spine.
“Yes very nice..” The Duke whispered, though nice was an understatement. He then raised his finger up, rotating it. “Now, how about you turn around Elsa, give me a nice view from the back…”
Not being able to refuse, Elsa quietly turned on her heeled feet, showing her back to him. Revealing her peachy, perfect ass. She had never been that bothered about her body, it was the least of her problems to be honest, what she didn’t realise though, was she was essentially every man’s wet dream. Especially the man sitting opposite her…
Fuck… The Duke thought , staring at Elsa from behind. She was truly perfection, he would claim her ass, her cunt and mouth… hell he would claim every cm of her very existence… To say he was hard right now was an understatement. He’d never seen a woman more perfect.
Swallowing slightly, shaking the lust filled gaze off so he could proceed properly and not just stare like a perfected love-struck puppy… The Duke made his next move.
“Now Elsa… your going to turn to me… Drop to your knees and crawl to me, crawl until your under my desk and between my legs..”
He had to chuckle when he saw her body tense at his words, her heavy breathing evident. After everything, it only turned him on more to see her reaction’s, hoping she was feeling the humiliation he had felt in Arendelle but ten times worse.
Elsa stared at the door at the end of the Duke’s study, her exit, her way out but she knew she wouldn’t be taking it. Instead all she could do was turn once more, but this time, her legs slowly buckled as she dropped to her knee’s, her skin hitting the plush cream carpet. The worst part was though, was as she then dropped onto her hands as well as her knee’s, she had to open her eye’s, had to know the direction she was about to crawl in. So, when she opened her big blue eyes, she couldn’t look directly up at the Duke, no she could only stare forward, her gaze underneath his desk…. Much to her horror, her line of sight directly in view of his skinny, trouser coloured leg’s.
“Yes that’s it, now crawl to me, crawl to me like the little whore you are…”
Whore?!! Elsa cried mentally at the term… But then it sunk in, she was, what she had entered for the week essentially made her just that. Shame hit her once more as she slowly began crawling along the floor, her knees dragging along the carpet. Breast’s swinging slightly along with her braided hair as she moved closer and closer to the Duke.
It seemed like time slowed down as she finally made it underneath the desk, her eye’s now greeted with the skinny trouser covered legs of the short duke as she heeled at his feet like some love sick dog.
Watching her crawl to him was a sight he didn’t think possible, but it was nothing short of fantastic for the old man as her perfect body crawled across his carpet. His cock already throbbing from the sight of her nude, it only seemed to harden more at the sight he was just greeted with. Looking down between his legs, he noticed her eyes were looking down…. Something he couldn’t have. Not when he needed to explain todays task to her…
“ Look up at me ..”
When she didn’t comply, his gloved hand came down, gripping her chin harshly, forcing her to look up at him. Her blue eyes widening at the movement as she gasped at his action.
“So… Shall I tell you what’s on the agenda for the day my queen?”
Elsa swallowed hard, nerves running through her as her heart beat out of her chest at the old man’s action’s. Happy she had her powers under control, and not currently freezing the bastard above her, she cringed inwardly at the touch of the mans gloved hand around her chin.
“ You, are going to get acquainted with something, that for the next week, is going to be your best friend..”
And with that, the Duke released her chin from his grip, the naked queen breathing slightly heavier as she watched on with worry. Not wasting another moment, the duke then reached down for his belt, quickly undoing it before pulling it away from his trousers, dropping it to the side of his chair.
His right hand then made light work of his buttons covering his crotch area, without hesitation, he then gripped the sides of his formal bottom’s, pulling them down, revealing his wrinkled, skinny legs and tight white pant’s that had an incredibly prominent bulge showing.
“ So Elsa, meet your new king…”
And with that the duke then raised himself slightly from his chair, grabbing the sides of his white pants, pulling them down as he did until much like his trousers they where pooled at his ankles. As he did this, it allowed his already rock-hard cock spring free from its confines. Causing much to his delight, a gasp to fall from the ice queen’s lips.
Elsa looked on in horror as the old man released his cock from his pants….. She had seen drawing’s, been told stories…. But nothing told of one this size. It was thick, veiny and nearly she guessed the length of her forearm. With a pair of wrinkled balls that were large in size that sagged much like other parts of his skin. It looked abnormal for his size…. And it was staring her straight in the face.
The Duke felt smug at her reaction, knowing full well his eight-and-a-half-inch cock had surprised many. Removing his gloves and revealing his wrinkled hand’s, he the griped his cock in his right one, slowly stroking in front of the wide-eyed Queen of Arendelle.
“ So my Queen…. Your job for the day….” The Duke said, looking down at her with lust.. “ Your job for the day is to worship this cock… Using those hands of yours but mostly that mouth.”
Elsa swallowed hard, cringing in disgust at his words, doubt flooding her mind. She knew what he wanted, inexperienced maybe, but she had been taught how everything worked and the thought of sucking on the old man’s cock made her nauseated. Almost enough to back out, but his threats against Arendelle made her body stay rooted to the ground.
“I…” Elsa stuttered, not really knowing what to say as the thing continued to stare at her. She waited in silence, not being able to bring herself to make the next move, to disgusted at the thought.
“Reach out your hand Elsa…” The Duke said, his voice firm as he looked down at the blonde beauty, his voice showing he wasn’t going to let her stall any longer. “Reach it out, and wrap your hand around it..”
Elsa could hear by the old man’s tone, there was no other way, well no other way that was good for her people. Not believing what she was doing, her petite hand reached out shakily towards his throbbing member. Her hand finally reached it, as she closed her eye’s in disgust as her palm wrapped around the middle of it. It felt huge, her grip barely enough to reach around fully as she felt it pulsate in her hand, it was made even worse when she heard the old man’s pleased murmur.
“That’s it, good… Now slowly stroke it up and down , make him happy…”
She didn’t want to, but she knew full well what was at stake as she slowly began moving her hand up and down his length.
The Duke’s breathing increased ever so slightly as he took in the feel of her soft hand moving up and down his cock. He had dreamt about this moment for so long, and just the feel of a slow hand job from Elsa seemed out of this world even if clear inexperience showed, but it wouldn’t allow her to see how much she affected him, not if he wanted to tame the ice queen.
“Grab my balls with your other hand, feel my cock…. Get used to it, learn it…Keep your eyes on it”
Her teeth grit at his word’s, as she slowly opening her beautiful blue eye’s . Her gaze locked on to the dukes throbbing member.
Learn it? Get used to it? I don’t even want to be near it ... Elsa thought as her hand moved up and down. All the while a few things really hit home. This was her very first hand job.... and this man wanted more from her... this old bastard would attempt to take all her firsts for his sick mind games.
“ For Arendelle...” Elsa whispered internally. Pushing down the shame and embarrassment she was currently experiencing. As she held the thick cock in her hand. Elsa’s hand went up and down, While she reached out with her other. Tentatively cupping the old man’s large balls . It all felt huge in her petite hands as she inwardly cringed when a noise of enjoyment came from the old dukes lips.
It went on for a few mins . The Duke breathing more heavy as her movements continued. As she gradually got used to the size in her hand, used to the feeling ... even if she felt sick and disgusting for it, her hand began moving more fluidly as she tossed off the Duke of Weselton ... but it wasn’t enough . Not even close .
“Kiss it...”
Elsa stalled, her hand stopping mid stroke unable to once again move . Her blue eyes staring ahead unable to blink.
The Duke noticed straight away and rolled with it, reaching his hand under the shortened table his small wrinkled hands grabbing the back of her head, fingers entwining with her soft blonde braids.
“I said” the Duke started, pushing the back of Elsa’s head forward. “ Use those pretty lips and kiss it.”
Elsa wanted to fight back, wanted to say no but couldn’t as she was pushed closer and closer until she relented, the smell of his old cock potent as her lips were forced onto his throbbing shaft .
“ that’s it.” The old duke whispered eyes closing tight as he felt the queens lips on his cock for the first time . “ Now kiss it up and down, kiss it up and down like you would a man you love.”
Elsa again didn’t move, until the Duke this time made a comment that forced her into action.
“You want your little kingdom to prosper ? Then kiss my cock all over like a man you was about to marry .”
Closing her eyes in defeat, Elsa sighed, disgusted . Before she began kissing his old cock. Moving her lips up and down as she shivered in disgust as his wrinkled cock throbbed in her hand.
Shed kissed a man before . In her very sheltered life that’s as far as she had gone and yet here she was, kissing the old cock of the Duke Of weselton. Her enemy, all the while naked and under his table like a common dog looks for treats . She cringed when her big blue eyes looked up from her position and caught sight of the weasel of a man’s tightly closed eyes above that pointed nose of his. His lips a lustful smile. Only for a moment did it stay like that as he began speaking once again.
“ Tongue.... add your tongue and lick it like a sugar sweet.”
“Arendelle ....Arendelle ...Arendelle.”
Elsa repeated over and over as tentatively her tongue slipped from her mouth as she began licking and kissing at the old man deciding answering back would get her no where right now. The old, salty taste nearly making her gag and his groans of enjoyment only helped in that regard.
She couldn’t believe she was doing this... couldn’t believe she was naked in front of someone and couldn’t believe it had all gone so pear shaped .
The Duke sighed a sigh of pure pleasure as he leant his head back. Eyes closed as he enjoyed the feeling of her velvety wet tongue running up and down his old cock. Her lips, her hands, her tongue. Hell even her scent was magical. He’d never of thought he’d ever of succeeded in getting her here . But fuck was he going to enjoy it .
“ yes ... good girl just like ...that”
He allowed her to carry on a few minutes, allowed her taste buds to savour his taste. Allowed her hand to feel his cock shiver and throb in delight in the palm of his hand . But it wasn’t enough, no he wanted more.
Opening his eyes, he looked down at the naked queen licking his cock, disgust on her face . Reaching out, his bony hand gripped her hair. Stopping her, before he pushed her head back forcing her large stunning blue eyes to look up at him in shock.
He made sure not to look at naked body below. Not today. He made her undress for him yes, but mostly today for one reason , to get her used to being nude in front of him . He’d explore her more later ... but today . Today she had a job to do.
“ Now Elsa . Your going To open your mouth . And take my cock into it.” The Duke commanded. His tone absolute, Elsa looking even more disgusted. “ I’m going to say nothing for the next five minutes, I’ll be keeping an eye on the clock on that wall. And during that time, you won’t argue, won’t fight... in fact you’ll take my cock in-between your pretty lips . And your going to go up and down, your going to take it in deeper and deeper all the while you use your hands and tongue to add to my pleasure.”
He watched her, and just before her lips began to move, just as she was about to reply he let go of her hair . His hand then reaching for her chin, pursing her lips together, her eyes once again wide from shock.
“ And listen to me, and listen well . You’ll not moan and bitch during these five minutes. If you do, from the moment I let go of your chin . The deals off and Arendelle is finished. Nod if you understand?”
Elsa couldn’t do anything but nod tentatively and once the Duke let go . She had to bite her lip and purse them together to stop the objection she wanted to scream out as the threat rang True.
“Good, now get to work my queen.”
The Duke Sat back, getting comfortable as he looked down at Elsa, making sure to keep eye contact. Almost looking at her expectantly, like a teacher a pupil.
When Elsa didn’t move, he broke the now ever tensing silence .
“Begin, do not make me ask again.”
Shivers of terror went down Elsa’s naked back . The ice queen felt even more cold if that was even possible. For Arendelle, for Arendelle . Elsa repeated as she looked down defeated. Shuffling forward, she reached out, her petite hands once again grabbing the old mans withered yet large cock .
She’d never done this, and yet of all people the Duke of Weselton was the one to experience her first try.
She cringed, looking at the bulbous pulsating head, it was so large and thick just how was she supposed to do this ???
Tentatively she leant forward, looking only at the cock in front of her and not up at the silent old man staring down at her waiting . Opening her mouth, she guided the tip of the Cock between her lips .
For Arendelle, for Arendelle ....
With that in mind, she closed her eyes and slipped her mouth over the dukes bell end. Holding it in place, she slowly attempted to take it deeper in .
One inch, two inch, three inch... she wanted to gag at the old mans taste. Salty and rank it was even more prominent now as his cock slipped into her throat more and more.
It wasn’t pretty, nor was it talented but the Duke watched on in blissful pleasure as both the worst yet best blowjob of his life began. Her mouth feeling amazing, so wet and welcoming as she began to awkwardly bob up and down on his cock .
“ Fuck I could cum already.” Weselton thought inwardly . His balls tightening at just the mere feeling of the ice queens perfect mouth. Watching her blonde hair go up and down, hearing her gag on his thickness. It was already too much for the politician.
Her hand began on instinct alone to slowly stroke his cock in unison with her mouth. His eyes glancing to the clock, two and a half minutes to go . And it seemed like she somehow knew, as the Duke couldn’t keep his silence anymore when out of nowhere she swirled her tongue around the top of his cock, before sliding her mouth back down his member, coating it in her saliva .
“ Eurgh , God’s yes !!” The Duke cried out in pleasure.
Elsa didn’t know why, but hearing his pleasure and the broken silence for a moment quelled her embarrassment. A heat radiating between her legs , the feelings almost stopping her dead in her tracks as she pulled the cock from her now swollen lips .
“what the Fuck ? Why would silence bother me, why would the noise he made cause that reaction?”
Shaking her head, not seeing the confused look the Duke gave her Elsa regrouped quickly. This wasn’t some embarrassing situation, well it was, but there was a real meaning to it. She had to save her people, the bastard feeling pleasure only meant she was closer to saving her kingdom. She would go through the motions, hate him and hate every second.
With that she took him back in, her unexperienced mouth began blowing him once more. Bobbing awkwardly up and down, hand wrapped around his cock as she tried to take more and more in.
Dribble came down the queen’s chin , as her face tightened as a salty, sticky taste made it onto her tongue .
Her mouth paused unsure on what it was as the dukes pre cum entered . Not to be deterred, she had to play ball, trying to ignore the feeling between her legs, trying to not pay attention as her nipples stood erect.
He was getting closer he could feel it. Her mouth too much, too good . He’d been given head hundreds of times in his life . Positions of power granted you that. Yet he was going to explode in record time to Elsa’s inexperienced yet glorious mouth . He could only imagine what her cunt and arse would feel like .
Seconds past as Elsa sucked more and more on the old man’s thick cock. The Duke sitting back in his chair. But when he felt her free hand then reach up and grab his large sagging balls, his cock throbbed even more, rapidly tightening .
Knowing what was coming and breathing heavily. The pleasure becoming too much the Duke , he glanced to the clock once more, five minutes... right on time, fuck she’s got potential .
Looking down through his glasses and over his pointed nose . The Duke reached out with his right hand, grabbing Elsa’s luscious thick blonde braid. Pushing pressure on the back of the Ice queens head. Causing the blonde to gag , the vibrations from her mouth making it all the sweeter as her lips stayed wrapped around his pole.
“ Stay there. That’s it just like that”
Elsa could barely breathe she wanted to fight him , kick, punch and freeze her way out but threat stayed true in he’d mind as she did everything not to gag as saliva rapidly formed around her lips and she did everything she could to breathe through her nose .
And then it happened, as the Duke couldn’t take it anymore as he cried out, howling like a wild dog as the most intense orgasm of his many years ripped through his body. His body tensed and shook as his balls tightened and within moments cum began to spurt into the unsuspecting blonde’s mouth.
“Fuck!!! !!”
The Duke practically shouted as Elsa mouth and throat was filled with his old sperm causing her to gag and writhe as he held her head in place while he climaxed intensely.
Eventually as he came down, he let go. Elsa flying back under the table, the softening old cock slipping from her swollen lips. Her hands holding her up . She couldn’t help but cough and gag as the sticky substance coated her throat for the first time in her life.
And then she did it, as the Duke watched on predicting this very moment in his mind. He watched as Elsa struggled to breathe, all before she spat his cum out onto the floor, her cheeks read and clearly the blonde was in distress.
“you... you bastard.”
He wanted to revel in It and enjoy how good what had just happened was. But no, he knew he needed to stay firm . Stay on course. He had seven days to get this right and Elsa had just done what he wanted straight of the bat.
Standing from his smaller seat. The Duke pulled his pants and trousers up. Correcting himself like nothing happened . he then looked down at the naked beauty . Daggers in her eyes and cum on her chin.
“ Get to your feet and get fully dressed my Queen”
Elsa was confused as she watched the Duke Turn around . Staring at the wall behind him .
“ do Not disobey and do not say a word You know what’s at stake”
If anything getting redressed was a bonus . Elsa didn’t know what was going on or how to take it . Unsteadily, she crawled from under the shortened table and clamoured to her heeled feet . Turning back, seeing if the Duke was even watching... he wasn’t. Confused, She grabbed for the pooled material . Redressing until she was once again in the dress she’d turned up in . Apart from her sticky mouth and swollen lips you’d have known no difference, you’d not of known shed just blown the short old man in front of her.
The Duke smirked as he stared at the wall, his plan going swimmingly at this moment. And once he knew she was dressed, he turned on his feet. Still shocked by the beauty of the woman in front of him. Who look much more regal and like a queen once more. Just what he wanted.
“ You showed utter disrespect. How can we do a trade deal. If you can’t even respect who your trading with . My Queen.”
Elsa was confused, she’d just blown him to completion. Agreed to basically give her virginity to this retched man for trade and now she was disrespecting him? She couldn’t respond, didn’t know how to. The taste of his salty cum in her throat wasn’t helping matters either .
“ well? Do you have an answer ? Do you not want to apologise?”
“ A..apologise for what?”
The Duke shook his head in annoyance. His wig moving slightly.
“The disrespect you showed my kingdom” he replied. “ do you not want trade?”
“Of..of course.” Elsa stuttered . “ I did what you wanted... I agreed to your terms. I dont know what i did to offend.”
The Duke pondered. His actions fake but purposeful. His hands rubbing his chin .
“ And you’re sure you don’t know what you did?”
Almost feeling like a scolded child Elsa shook her head . No idea what was going on .
“ Then you’ll get your chance . A small punishment will be fitting for your lack of respect.” The Duke mused as he walked towards the wooden chest at the side of the room.
Elsa unsure of what was about to happen as the Duke pulled a small rectangular box from the chest. Wasn’t what shed just had done punishment enough ?
She wanted to see Anna. She wanted to go home. She wanted to ignore the horrid wetness around her mouth... and the other now formed between her legs. Elsa the ice queen was nervous . Powerful, yet powerless.
A/N please review if still interested. I do not get paid so reviews are my revenue haha
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