Corruption of Princesses/Elsa and Anna : First day : Morand arrives at the castle for her punishment
From Create Your Own Story
Over the next few weeks, Elsa had his guard captain work with Morand to capture every member of the discontented citizen and had them brought to the castle's dungeon. Despite being dark and cramped, the guards of the dungeon had the order of treating the prisoner with extreme fairness and each were given clean clothes and decent food during their 'stay'.
On the day of reckoning, Morand arrives at the castle to meet with the princess. Initially he seems hesitant to trust her after her insane plan but something about her word sparked honesty.
As Morand arrives, Elsa instruct Anna she will be busy for the day and have him and her escorted towards the dungeon.
"For a moment, I didn't think you have the guts to go through with this. I still don't." he speaks as they walk down towards the dungeon.
"Then why have you still come?" she asks. A little amused, hiding her nervousness.
"A part of me wants you to go back on your word. Then I will feel justified to hate you." he continues.
Elsa sigh and nods. "I guess this will be the one time I will be happy to dissapointed you...I am sorry Morand. And I will go through with this." Elsa adds, determined. Morand look at her. Despite his pain, he can sense she's gained a little of his respect... or maybe a little of his forgiveness.
The two finally arrive at the dungeon where Elsa instruct all the discontent to be gathered in the dungeon's main room. She then asks for the dungeon's key and have the guards assemble at the barracks. She then gives them further instruction for later before stepping in the dungeon with Morand in Toe.
The group of discontent consist of about thirty males of all range of ages. Young and older. All of which lost much during the frost she unleashed. They begin to voice their discontentment as they see the princess herself emerge from the guardpost, followed by Morand.
Names are hurled at her and him. The rebel calls him a traitor which he dosn't immedietly answers. Elsa quickly raise her voice to get them to quiet down. "Silence!... I know you dislike me but I have gathered you here for a reason."
"First of all, Morand did not betray you. He only helped me gather you here."
"You threw us in jail!" some outraged man scream out.
"You will not stay here." She adds. "I needed to gather you all so I can properly amend my mistake. As soon as it is done, all of you will be freed."
There is murmur of concern amongsst the discontent before Elsa follows through.
"This is the palaces dungeons. It is where the criminals of the realm are punished. I did not gather you here to punish you but to punish me." Elsa begins her little speech. "For the next twenty-four hours, you are my jailor, I am at your mercy and my punishment is in your hand."
More murmurs amongst the crowd.
"What is this farce ?!" some older man cry out.
"It is not a farce. I have done you great wrongs. and I have not being made to pay for it. You will do yourselves, all of you justice today. For the next 24 hours, I am not the queen of Arrendelle, but your prisoner. Your toy. You're little bitch queen. And you may punish me as you see fit. Afterward, each of you will return home and I will compensate you so you can return to normal life. I cannot give you back what you've lost, only give you a mean to start over after receiving justice."
There is more concerned murmur. Elsa sigh and look to Morand. "Do it."
Morand look at her, almost taking pity on her. But frustration returns and he nods. The man suddenly grab her dress and rip it off. Elsa opted not to wear any lingerie as they would've just been torn off. As soon as the dress's fabric gives way, her naked body is bared to all. As she said earlier, as of this moment, she is not the proud queen of Arrendelle, but a little bitch about to get several punished, wearing nothing but high heels in a room full of angry men.
The men looks a little stunned at the princess's clothes are ripped off. Some citizen with concerns suddenly look at the man who just ripped the queen's cloth."Morand... what are you doing, the guards...Surely this is a trick"
Morand answers "This is no trick. The guards were instructed to stay out of here until we're done." To accentuate his point, Morand reaches for the nearby locked box. Using the dungeon's key, he opens it and pulls out a pair of metallic handcuff and an iron collar. "Seems like they need some more convincing princess. Put this on and turn around." Elsa nods and in front of everyone, willingly close the clamp around her neck. A round leather choker with a metal ring. Not even reserved for prisoners, this one is usually to leash guard dogs. She also turns around and once she's done, extend her hand to allow Morand to shackle her arms. The princess can feel the cold metallic touch of the shackles as Morand clamps them around her wrists, locking them together behind her back. Morand quickly raise his hand and slaps her ass strong enough to make Elsa yelp and leave a burning red handprint on her milky white skin."Do you get it ?! She's our bitch now"
The expression of the crowd suddenly becomes nastier. Elsa can feel the shift of power and authority slips from her into the crowd. She suddenly feel crushed and at their mercy. The men begins to gather closer. Their fear of the princess's wrath replaced by righteous fury. Elsa's punishment begins.
