Enough of that.

Elsa took a deep breath, feeling for the first time in a long time that it actually helped clear her head. It was going to be a long day. She went to her chest of drawers first, erection bobbing awkwardly. The pendulous sway of her unfeminine asset actually brought a bemused smile to her face, it was kind of funny in a terrifying way. Or maybe it was just the relief of momentarily letting go. If she didn't think too hard she could imagine everything was fine and that she needn't be worried about anything...

Completely pulling out one of the bottom drawers and reaching inside, she retrieved a lacy band of fabric with a smaller, belt-like loop. Slipping it onto her left leg, she pulled it all the way up to her thigh, where its tightness wouldn't let it slip down. Now for the tricky part.

Gripping her hardness and closing her eyes for a moment from the pleasurable sensation, she began wrestling with the disobedient organ. As always, it seemed to have a mind of its own and quite clearly did not want to be constrained by the small loop of fabric. Fortunately it seemed somewhat mollified by her 'session' and was pliable enough for her to bend it painfully, though not un-pleasurably, and finally slip its length into the loop. Pulling on the strap, she tightened the loop so it cut off some circulation. The painful pulsing was quickly followed by the troublesome length softening enough for her to stand up straight. She sighed gratefully and set about dressing herself, confident she would remain hard enough for it not to slip its "leash".

The leash had gotten her through countless situations in which a bulge in her dress would have been... problematic. Awkwardly enough it had been a gift from her mother, after the first few times she had struggled with an inexplicable erection. She almost thought of it as a pair with the gloves, considering both served to hide her true nature from the world. Slipping into her dress was much easier now that she'd restrained herself and she called to the servants waiting outside to assist her with the rest of her outfit.

"Princess Anna?"

"snore"

"Princess Anna?"

"Whph what? Who is it?"

"Sorry to wake you ma'am."

"What? Oh nonono, no you didn't wake me yawn I've been up for hours... snore"

...

"Ma'am?"

"Whph what? Who is it?"

"Still me ma'am..."

Elsa enjoyed the calm throughout the morning but it unfortunately didn't last. The servants, those who didn't know her anyway, repeatedly asked if she was cold and wanted a cloak. She was getting downright irritable till Kai took to following her around and waving them off. She had no idea what happened to Anna, which only hastened the return of her anxiety. The girl hadn't been out of the castle in years, who knew what might happen? Especially with how **** for love she's been... The feeling worsened as the guilt for her sisters social isolation gnawed at her gut.

"It will be alright mi'lady." She managed a weak smile, Kai's warm grip on her shoulder helping to steady her nerves. For the moment.