Anna comes along

Elsa gives a wicked smile, an evil glint in her cold blue eyes, as she flicks her hair over her shoulder and then strides behind you, sporting her ever-growing icy dildo.

You feel her hands grabbing your clothes down below, just before she pulls them down, cold air hitting your extremities. Then you feel her cold hands pulling your cheeks apart. You know what’s about to come next and you desperately beg her not to, but she just laughs. You feel the bitter cold of her dildo tracing a pattern on your buttcheeks.

That’s when you hear the sound of stilettos on ice, and then a stunning strawberry blonde, with a white streak in her hair, comes into view.

“Elsa! Stop!” she says.

“I’m just going to show him some love, Anna,” Elsa says, pulling your cheeks further apart. “Like you say, love is an open door.”

“But it’s wrong,” Anna says, stamping her foot. “You can’t just do that to him!”

Elsa walks back into view, and looks at you. “Poor little ****, don’t think she’s going to save you. She just wants to join in. She may have a streak of white in her hair, but she has a streak of black in her heart.”

Anna comes up to you and looks down at your erect penis. She bends over to the ground, her eyes staying focused on it, as she gathers up some of the snow, and then she plops the snow on your cock, giggling as you writhe in pain. She bends down again, grabbing up more snow, packing it tight against your naked flesh.

“Do you want to build a snowman?” she asks Elsa, and then Elsa’s joining in, ripping your remaining clothes off, kissing your flesh, her lips burning cold, leaving lip-shaped snow in their wake.You scream, until she kisses you full on your lips, freezing them shut.

“Now’s the time to tell you the safeword,” Anna laughs. “Ballbuster,” she whispers in your ear, and then knees you in the balls, snow falling off them, falling from your cock, and then Elsa’s kissing snow back onto them as your muffled screaming continues,

You try to say the safeword, through your closed mouth, but to no avail.

“What’s that?” Anna says, faking ignorance.“I think he said he wanted his balls busted, dear sister,” and then more snow’s falling off them as they take turns to kick them, hard.

Elsa moves her hand to your face, freezing your tears to icicles. “Poor little snowman. Do you want us to heat things up?”