Left in the cold

After a while, Princess Peach started to realize that Bowser was being serious. No more love or affection, she was not going to be treated like royalty this time, but instead like a prisoner.

After dragging her into the dungeon, the Koopa troopas undid her cuffs and threw her into a cell. She turned and tried to escape, but they slammed the gate shut right in her face, leaving her to bemoan her fate as they marched away.

Peach passed her hands through the cold iron bars and tried to shake them, but they stood strong. Sighing, she knew there was no use forcing it open. At least she knew Mario would come to her rescue and defeat Bowser as he did so every time, giving her hope.

She shivered, feeling a cold draft against her exposed skin (especially at the stomach, thighs, tits, and ass areas). The tiny skimpy bikini didn't do much to cover up or provide warmth, especially with how curvy she was.

Peach turned back to look at her cell. There was a basic toilet, bare bed, and bucket of water with a ragged cloth inside for cleaning. The walls were hard and made of stone, dark grey, along with a bed barely big enough to fit her erotic body. The cell was not even half the size of her room, being built to hold one person and nothing else.

This was indeed a far cry from the spacious room with comfortable beds and nightstands she was typically thrown in.

She shuddered. Was this where Bowser intended to send Mario? Where were his manners? Even her guest bedroom was more accommodating than this!

Sighing, Peach slumped onto the bed, the hard mattress and stone support giving her back a bad time. "Time to play the waiting game... Hope you get here soon, Mario. I fear Bowser has more malicious intentions this time..." She hoped her hero would arrive soon as he stared at the boring stone ceiling with the room dimly illuminated by a flickering fire inside a lamp.

"Brrrrrr... So cold..." Peach was feeling the icy bite of the elements, shivering. She decided to warm herself up, rubbing her thick thighs and hands between her curvy breasts together to generate friction, providing some heat at least.