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“T-tighter…miss?”

Anna twisted her fingers to wrap and collect more of the string around them, preparing herself for another hard pull.

“Tighter.”

Anna obeyed, and she held her breath as she gave another hard tug, prompting the future ruler of Arendelle to grunt and shift her body from the force. Thank god she’s turned the other way the maid thought, feeling a full blush and heat take over her cheeks. She’d only begun this new job a week ago, and she found herself already doubting whether or not she could handle it.

“One more,” Elsa ordered, her voice strained from the pressure around her waist. “Miss, are you sure?” Anna asked worriedly, eyeing the tightness of the corset around her back. Her eyes trailed down the curve of her spine, stopping momentarily at the hem of her underwear, then boldly flickering down to her bottom.

“Yes,” Elsa commanded, prompting Anna to recollect herself. The maid cleared her throat and twisted her fingers around the strings once more. “Yes, your highness.” Anna gave final, hard tug, and Elsa grunted as she bucked forward from the pressure.

“M-miss…are you alright?” Elsa was leaning over on the dresser now, her breathing labored. It was too tight…much too tight.

“It’s…a little…tight,” Elsa grunted.

“I-I’m sorry! So sorry!” Anna exclaimed as she quickly let go of the strings. Without thinking, she began to frantically undo the strings that tied the corset together, her goal to relieve Elsa of any pain the thing was bringing her. “Hold on Miss, almost done…” she said as she undid the strings down her back, until the corset loosened completely and dropped around Elsa’s feet.

“Oh…oh Elsa…” Anna swallowed and a dull pain started to throb in her chest when she saw hard, red indents and lines in the poor girl’s back from the corset. “I’m so sorry…” she said, and before she knew it Anna was slowly running her fingers down her taut backside, her fingertips feeling the deep grooves and lines. It was stupid, so stupid of them to make her wear that stupid thing. Elsa was so fit and petite already.

“It’s not your fault Anna. I have to wear it. It’s only proper,” Elsa replied as if she knew what Anna was thinking, her voice less strained and clear now.

Anna bit her lip as she ran her fingers back up. She placed her whole palm gently against her backside. Her thumb pressed into a muscle, and she started to massage a tender spot. “I know, I just…I hate to see you suffer like this.” Elsa lowered her shoulders and hung her head as Anna pressed deeper into the spot. The older girl sucked in air and muttered, “That feels good Anna…”

“D-does it? I mean, you are pretty tight. Maybe I can give you a full back massage later, after your meeting?” The younger girl continued to massage the spot, now bringing her other hand to the opposite side of her back and pressing into the lateral muscle of the spine. Elsa didn’t answer, but in the corner of her eye Anna said her gripping the side of the dresser. “Does it hurt?” Anna quickly asked, stopping. “N-no…um…c-can you move up to my shoulders?” Elsa asked quietly.

“Of course Miss.” Anna brought her fingers up to her small shoulders and started to massage. She was tight there too. It suddenly hit Anna that Elsa was half-naked, right before her, just standing there, bare breasted, with nothing but some stockings and underwear. The blush began to creep back into her cheeks. She imagined her hands slipping down and around her front, and gently caressing her master’s probably soft and supple breasts.

Focus Anna! Goddamnit…

She whipped her eyes back to Elsa’s neck area, but almost immediately she began to imagine herself softly planting wet kissing along the side of her neck and long her shoulders.

“Anna-” and the maid jumped. “Yes?”

“Can you do that a little softer?"

"S-softer? Of course, my apologies.” She loosened her grip and continued to press her fingers into her tenseness.

“Softer Anna."

"Softer?” Elsa nodded, and Anna obeyed, but she was starting to get a little confused. If she went any softer, she’d barely be pressing into her muscles anymore.

“Lighter…”

“Lighter?"

"Almost like you’re not touching me. Run your hands down my back again, with that soft touch you did before."

Anna stopped, her eyes growing round. Did she hear Elsa right? But she had no time to think, for orders were orders. “Yes ma’am,” and doing her best not to reveal her trembling fingers, she ran all of her fingers down Elsa’s back, slowly, steadily.

Elsa leaned over again on the dresser, and Anna thought she felt a slight shudder as her fingers reached the bottom of her back.

"Do it again,” Elsa commanded, her breathing heavier now, her fingers still gripping the sides of the dresser. Anna felt a low, aching sensation starting to emerge down there, and she could feel her pulse racing faster by the second.

She ran her fingers down her back again, slower this time, and as she got to her lower back, Anna ran her fingers down Elsa’s sides, the urge to feel them so overpowering that she could do nothing but submit to it. She heard Elsa’s breathe in at the sensation, and it was then Anna knew, and she couldn’t hold herself back anymore.

She pressed her body into Elsa’ backside and went in for her neck, planting kisses down the side of her nape. Her sweet scent was intoxicating and made her weak at the knees. Elsa moaned as she was pressed into the dresser.

“Elsa…” Anna whispered into her ear, the heat rapidly growing in her cheeks and in between her legs. She let her fingers grip onto her stomach, and they smoothed over and up to her breasts, and once she began to massage them Elsa responded by leaning her body and head back onto Anna, releasing another moan.

“Anna…” she breathed out between her heavy breaths, turning Anna on even more. The maid softly nibbled on her earlobe as her right hand trailed down to her underwear, where they started to slip underneath.

Just then, they heard the doors bang open behind them, and Anna shot her hands out and from around Elsa as she spun around to find-

Anna gasped and bolted upright from her afternoon nap. She was sitting at the employee lunch tables, and Heidi, one of the other maids, had already finished eating her lunch and was reading a comic book next to her. “Another dream about Elsa?” she asked casually, not looking up as she flipped a page of her comic.

Anna groaned and plopped her head back down against her arms on the table. It was going to be another long week.