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The ice queen's secret

Elsa, the ice queen of Arendelle, lay on her side in a bed of ice, her pale skin glistening with a thin layer of frost. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her back in waves, while her bright blue eyes reflected the cold, hard glare of the ice around her. A black leather harness encirced her waist, the iron slave collar nestled snugly around her neck, its chains jangling as she moved. Her body was oiled to perfection, every curve accentuated by the smooth, shimmering surface. Around her neck, a delicate pearl chain dangled between her breasts, while another dangled from her navel and clit, each catching the faintest glint of light.