Ten minutes later.

Elsa sat, hunched over in the lavatory, hands clumsy with urgency, desperately struggling with the leash of fabric. The servants had been mildly perplexed, since she'd only just been, but had been understanding when she'd asked to be disrobed to use the lavatory. They probably chalked it up to nerves and they certainly weren't wrong.

"Just to make it through the ceremony..."

She felt awful, or at least she would have if she wasn't so overwhelmingly aroused. She gasped as her manhood sprung free of the loop, throbbing painfully from the sudden rush of blood. It almost seemed excited to be getting attention outside the bedroom or bath, the pain didn't go away as she gently ran her fingers up and down its length.

"Mmn... oh... never been this hard in the middle of the day!"

She wanted to leap right in and jerk it till she came, both to get it over with and because it would feel so amazing, but the sensitive rod dashed her plans. A bolt of pain traveled up to her core as her wrist gripped it firmly and she repressed a shriek. For the moment she was resigned to gently tickling the soft skin while it adjusted to its freedom.

"Come on... please!"

She wasn't sure if she was pleading for pleasure or release but she needed it now. The coronation was going to start soon and she couldn't go out there like this!

"Ahahah..." She whimpered as the length bounced in the midst of her gentle caresses, "Do you... do you like the idea of that?" She cringed at the response, gritting her teeth at her painfully aroused hardness. "Being big and hard in the middle of being made queen?"

Her eyes fluttered. That time hadn't felt so bad. Or maybe it had been the most painful yet but it felt good enough to be worth it. She left one hand to gently stroke the mercurial thing while the other slid lower to cup her balls, their warm smoothness somehow indirectly adding to her pleasure.

"Oh god... what's the matter with you?! Why can't you just be a normal girl?!"

She hadn't realized she wasn't just talking to her manhood until that last bit and she felt the flood of emotion in her chest that heralded tears. Except this time they definitely went the other way and she whined as her member pulsed painfully.

"Are you serious?! You're getting off from talking down on yourself?! You sick... freak! Ohhhh..."

"Your Majesty?"

Her heart stopped as did her hands.

"Your Majesty, the coronation is about to begin."