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You tell the Cerulean Queen that you would prefer to stay here, unable to imagine what that block of ice could be for. She smiles, walking over to the wall, where she slowly slides the chain through a bracket, soon pulling your arms up toward the ceiling. You're pulled to the point where your arms are fully outstretched, but you're able to keep your feet on the ground.

She walks back over to you, slowly circling the drain you stand upon as her eyes roam your body without expression. You try to turn your head to see her when she stops behind you, catching a glimpse over your shoulder as you suddenly feel her hands on your hips. She slides them along the silk fabric of your dress, one hand going up your stomach, and the other down your waist as she presses her body against your back. She seems to embrace you for a moment, her damp breath on the back of your neck.

Her hands then travel downward, the breath leaving with them. You feel her arms around your legs before she takes the hem of your dress, pulling it up along your body. A draft of cool air gives your exposed flesh goosebumps as she lifts your costume up and over your head, proceeding to tie it around your already bound wrists. She leaves you standing in your underwear as she walks back around to your front.

"Exquisite," she says quietly, bringing a finger up to her lip as she studies your near-naked form. "Now... be still for me, and I promise you will enjoy this."

You nod, watching her curiously. She smiles gently as she walks off behind you again, disappearing from your view. You hear her moving, but can't tell what she's doing. Her footsteps soon return, and you suddenly feel the frozen touch of ice between your shoulder-blades. You draw a quick breath in, gasping as it trails down your spine, slowly reaching your tailbone before it leaves.

With a shuddering breath, you try and turn to see her behind you. A cold hand caresses your chin, and pulls your head back to face forward, its owner following. The Cerulean Queen smiles at you, holding up her other hand, whose nails are now covered in ice.

"Thrilling, isn't it my sweet?" she asks, a half-lidded gaze upon those frozen talons. "Just stay still, and revel in the sensations..." With that, she brings her hand to your neck, tracing your jaw with the points of ice. Cold water drips down your neck, continuing to slide down your body.

The Cerulean Queen draws her icy nails along your ribs, dragging a serpentine course along your smooth stomach, and crossing your waist from hip to hip. The cold, gentle touch sends shivers through you, eliciting quiet gasps. She steps to your side, her other hand reaching for your back. With a swift motion, she undoes your bra, letting it fall to the floor, exposing your breasts.

Her cold claw comes up to one of those perky mounds of flesh, poking into the sensitive bud of your nipple. Your breathing comes faster as she circles it slowly, bringing it to a firm state. She then slides that claw across to the other one, circling it as well before pressing the tip of her nail into the hard skin. You gasp at the chill, your back arching into the touch in reaction. She watches your eyes with a smile as she retracts the hand, licking the tip of her finger.

The Cerulean Queen steps behind you again to gently rake her claws down your back. You shudder even harder, squirming in place. For a moment the touch leaves, yet when it returns, you feel it tug on the waistband of your panties. You then feel something cold slide down into them, bringing something even colder to slip deeper until it's quickly upon your anus. You inhale a sharp, gasping breath as the ice cube is shoved into your ass, wincing as it's followed by even more.

She slowly slides the pieces of ice into your puckered butt, the cold invading your body from inside. The melting liquid soaks your panties, dripping down your bare legs. "Hold it in, my sweet," she whispers behind your head. "You mustn't let go..." The Cerulean Queen comes back around, finally leaving your ice-filled rear.

She gazes at your erect nipples, lifting one of your breasts in a cold hand to take it into her wet mouth. Giving the hard bud a sucking kiss, she releases it to slide the hand down the front of your panties. You moan as the icy nails meet your hot, wet pussy. She fixes her gaze upon your eyes, watching your expression as she brings her other hand in. You gasp yet again as you feel a cold, hard object press into your cunt. She seems to find the reaction delightful, smiling as she pushes the ice firmly against your sex.

The wind is taken from your lungs as she shoves it in with one quick motion, filling you with the cold, slippery ice-dildo. She quickly captures your mouth with her own, stealing your next gasp and filling your mouth with that peppermint taste, as well as pushing another ice cube down your throat for you to swallow. She leaves you breathless as she pulls away, her cold hands still working the ice into your pussy. It's deep inside you now as she kneels before you. Apparently she isn't satisfied, as she produces another frozen phallus to insert after the first.

You're going numb, inside and out, as she fills you with ice. While she pumps your pussy with the ice-dildo, she drags your soaking panties down your legs, and sticks her ice-claw into your ass. You only barely feel the sensations of the ice sliding in and out of you, and it seems she's aware of that, as she brings her relatively warmer mouth up to your clit, suckling and rubbing with her tingling peppermint tongue.

Its enough to send a furious frisson through your lower body, gasping moans escaping your mouth. The Cerulean Queen sits on the floor between your legs, her mouth and dildo hand switching places. She rubs your pussy as her tongue holds the melting dildo inside you, fingering your tight ass all the while. With a gasp, you feel an orgasm take you, and you can't help but lose control as the sensations numb even your mind.

A flood escapes your body to pour over the Cerulean Queen's smiling face and heaving breasts, drenching her in the melted ice. You let out a quivering moan, your teeth chattering intermittently with every breath you inhale. When you regain control of your breathing, you notice her coming to her feet before you.

"I told you you would enjoy it," she says, standing in her soaked dress, her nipples poking through the wet blue fabric. "If you like, you may leave now, or if you wish to... warm up, we could take this into the back room." She gestures to a door off to the side, smiling at your shivering expression.