Ice Queens Fashion Show by Lady Hanna

1.    Destiny - Son!a

The Dominion boy knelt on the fur rug, transfixed as he watched the absolutely regal Miss Destiny approach in her ice white Son!a gown. The snow storm whispering beyond the tall glass windows only added to the hush that fell over him as She stood there, studying him coolly, disinterested. He dropped his eyes and bowed his head. One of these Ladies would be his Mistress, at the end of this holiday night, and his throat tightened as he imagined what this glittering Lady could intend. He twisted his wrists in their fur-lined cuffs, shifting his arms against his bare back. He watched Her feet as She turned away from him, and, without a word, left him kneeling there alone. Would this woman in her cold white gown select him? Or would another?

2.    Joie - Son!a

He raised his eyes to watch the next woman approach. Lady Joie, resplendent in her Son!a dress, positively glittering like the holiday was made for her alone. He shifted in his kneel and stared at Her openly. Lady Joie didn't seem to notice he was there at all. She looked for a long moment at the wicked curve of her fingernails, she glanced down at the decorations of her gown and adjusted one, hiding a pale nipple from his view. And then, with a sideways glance that slid over his kneeling form without a pause, she turned and walked away. His eyes followed her hungrily. He imagined what the long heel of her stiletto would feel like against his lips.

3.    Jade - Purple Moon

Another woman was approaching. Who is this vision in crimson and night? Lady Jade, walking with a bored self-assurance in her Purple Moon gown, her eyes looking directly into his own. He kept her gaze, entranced, feeling a flutter in the pit of his stomach as this Lady seemed to smile at him as if she already owned him, as if the weight of her collar was already around his throat. He lifted his chin as if to show her his bare neck, offering, his cheeks aflame even while the winter storm whistled outside. But at that moment, she laughed, she laughed like he was put there for nothing but her amusement. And with a wink over her shoulder at the kneeling boy, she turned, and she sauntered away.

4.    Miyani - Purple Moon

One of these Ladies would be his Mistress at the end of the night, and the one walking toward him now made him hold his breath. Lady Miyani wore her luxurious Purple Moon dress as if it were nothing, as if the cool movements of her body were natural to her with or without the lavish adornment of glittering fabric.  She seemed to favor him with a hint of a smile, but he could be mistaken. She stopped to examine him and that hint of a smile seemed to fade until her expression was cold as the wind whipping outside. He had no idea how he disappointed her, but he felt that disappointment heavy in his chest, making his breathing hitch and his head bow again. Watching her leave was like watching a light leave the room, and he craved that small smile would be turned on him again one day.

5.    Siofra – Sangre Noir

The holiday spirit was flickering low in our Dominion boy as he knelt on the fur rug, waiting for the next Lady to inspect him. Embarrassed, he barely lifted his eyes as Lady Siofra approached in her gorgeous satin and glitter Sangre Noir gown, but she seemed focused on him, he could feel her eyes examining his body. He didn't dare look up as she inspected him impersonally, like he was a pet behind glass, waiting to be selected. And maybe he was. By the time he raised his eyes to look at Lady Siofra in her sleek red and white gown, she was covering a yawn with one delicate hand, and turning away. He watched her go with a helpless feeling, goosebumps racing across his bare back and arms from the cold. Which of these Ladies would select him? When would he know for sure?

6.    Karyn – Sangre Noir

He heard the sound of her shoes first, a crisp click of her heels, like icicles cracking. He shivered and watched the old-fashioned Lady Karyn as she walked up to his kneeling body. She tipped her head to one side, smoothing her hand down the rich fabric of her Sangre Noir dress, drawing his attention quite unexpectedly to her curves. She tutted quietly when she saw him staring, and he ripped his eyes back up to her face, but her expression was frosty, her eyebrows raised as if he were the smallest of nuisances. By the time she walked away, the sound of her heels retreating, his heart was beating heavy against his chest and he wasn't sure how he could withstand more scrutiny from these ice-cold women.

7.    Bambi – Azul

The storm outside might be getting worse, the snow piling up in drifts, but the Dominion boy was already trapped. Lady Bambi ambled forward to inspect him next, stunning in her dazzling Azul gown. He could barely believe the beauty in each Lady, each one so uniquely appointed, and Lady Bambi was no exception. She burned bright in all that rich, gleaming fabric, but her face was calm as she walked in a full circle around the bound, kneeling boy to take a look at him from every angle. He followed her feet with his eyes,  not daring to raise his head, and felt his heart shrink as she walked away without even a pause. His throat felt tight as another rejection seemed to settle across his shoulders.

8.    Tora – Azul

Would Lady Tora be this boy's Mistress? He knows she is brilliant in her sumptuous silver and black Azul gown; like the midnight stars above the winter clouds. He yearns to hear her voice, just one word from those slightly frowning lips. He longs to earn a smile from her, when instead she remains aloof, the arch of her eyebrow frosty as the ice crystals on the window panes behind him. He can feel the cold sheeting from the glass, and he can feel the same chill from her disdainful gaze. Something inside his stomach twists and he feels like a worm beneath her magnificence, beneath the weight of her haughty appraisal. He almost begs, then, he almost whispers, "Please…" But Lady Tora is done with him, and walks away.

9.    Pamela – Rfyre

When Lady Pamela approaches in her smart and dazzling RFyre suit, the Dominion boy feels hopeful. This woman is smiling, her step is quick and sure, her expression is almost playful. He lifts his face, hoping that this will be the woman who chooses him tonight, who shows him mercy as inspection after inspection passes him by without warmth. But what is this? Lady Pamela pauses in front of him, and her face contorts like she's smelling something terrible. The beautiful Lady lifts her shoe and carefully inspects its bottom, finds it acceptable, and so sniffs over the boy's head instead. He can almost hear her whispered "yech," and his face glows pink with humiliation as she wipes her shoes on the fur rug in front of him, snorts at the kneeling boy, and saunters back the way she came. Perhaps he won't be chosen by Lady Pamela after all.

10.    Crissy Viper -  RFyre

But then, there is Lady Crissy, splendidly arrayed in her marvelously dark RFyre gown. She seems distracted, then glances down at the boy's spread thighs and widens her eyes. With the sharp toe of her shoe, she nudges between his legs, and the boy whispers a little moan for mercy as she teases him erect. The boy's broad shoulders roll with tension. He can't bring his hands in front of him to cover this embarrassment. The cuffs clink behind his back as a firm reminder. So he suffers, staring up at Lady Crissy with begging eyes, and she, in the holiday spirit of being merry and bright, covers her mouth to stifle a little laugh at the mere party favor the Dominion boy brings to the hostess. She bites her lip and turns away from him, hardly hiding her amusement, and he is forced to watch her go, leaving him alone with his shame.

11.    Destiny – Vita's Boudoir

Oh, no, who is this holiday vision in festive gown from Vita's Boudoir? Lady Destiny, back to take a second look at the Dominion boy. Perhaps she's considering him as a gift for a sister. Perhaps she's interested only in learning more about the return policy. She must see that he's hopelessly erect by now, and aching to hide himself, to hide his face, to leave this wintery room. She is unwrapping something from delicate paper. Ah, it's an ornament in the shape of twin pink spheres swirled with silver glitter. She bends down with a rustle and a jingle, and hangs it neatly at the base of the boy's cock, where it dangles against what god gave him. She gives it a quick pat, gifting the boy with balls that he wouldn't have without her help. With a cool smile into his desperate eyes, Lady Destiny turns her back and leaves him there, pining after her, still waiting to know who might select him tonight.

12.    Joie - Vita's Boudoir

His heart races when he sees Lady Joie returning, this time in her radiant Vita's Boudoir dress, like a sugarplum fairy in his Christmas Eve fantasy, each silver twinkle making him think of a star's light, and a razor's edge. Maybe she's coming to pick him, after all. Maybe she's chosen him for a Christmas treat. He'd even settle for being her fruit cake, lasting for a month in the dark without going bad. He hopes his anxious optimism is not visible in his face as he opens his mouth to greet her, but she puts a delicate finger to her lips and hushes him. She leans forward and gently affixes a headband to his head. He remains motionless when her hands come so close to his face. He watches her walk away, hopelessly unaware of the reindeer antlers she has left him wearing. When he bows his head, little bells jingle quietly.

13.    Jade - Donna Flora

The Dominion boy kneels on the fur rug, mesmerized as he watches Lady Jade approach in her captivating pearl and pink Donna Flora gown. He felt a spark with her earlier, he is positive, he kneels up slightly in anticipation of her announcement, her acceptance. Is that a collar she has in her hands? His face flushes with excitement. He feels his ornaments moving. When he closes his eyes and lifts his chin he is rewarded by Lady Jade's hands fastening something around his neck. He gasps and almost moans with relief. He is chosen. He is going home. But then he hears her heels clicking smartly away, and opens his eyes to watch her go. What is this? His throat wrapped round and round with blinking Christmas lights, one strand dangling down his bare chest and stomach.

14.    Miyani - Donna Flora

When he sees Lady Miyani approaching with a rustle of feathers in her moon bright Donna Flora dress, he shifts in his kneel, humiliated to be wearing felt antlers, Christmas lights, and dangling ornaments in front of her radiant, cold beauty. But she eases his worry with her breezy smile, and her cool, pale hands, slipping around and around his body, until he is wrapped snugly in broad red satin ribbon. He sucks in his stomach as she snugs the crimson bow in place just above his merry erection, his little yule log. He gives her a long, pleading look, but he can already tell that Lady Miyani has not chosen him this evening. She is giving him a skeptical smirk over her shoulder as she saunters away.

15.    Siofra - Bliss

Then he hears the silken whisper of Lady Siofra returning once again to stand before him in her magnificent Bliss gown. What gift does this woman bring? She opens her palm and shows the boy something nestled there. A small red globe. He groans inwardly, not prepared to be given a red Rudolph nose, but willing to endure it if it means this beautiful Lady will select him. He swallows and closes his eyes as her small hands move past his face to tie the nose into place. But what's this? The bump of the red ball against the boy's lips? It's not a Rudolph nose, stupid boy. It's a ball-gag. And he opens his mouth to keep that cool smile on Lady Siofra's face, and he whimpers as she buckles it snuggly in place. She gives his antler a tweak, and with a swirl of red and white satin, she is gone.

16.    Karyn  – Bliss

Trussed up in all the Christmas gear, our Dominion boy groans and twists in the cuffs that hold his arms behind his back. He just wants to go home. It doesn't even have to be with one of these icy women, who seem to care not at all for his predicament outside of their games with his body. He's sorry he ever signed up to be the boy at the Ice Queen Fashion Show.  And here comes Lady Karyn again, brilliant in her new Bliss gown. She gives the boy a disdainful looking-over before she captures his nipples with competent precision between crimson and white poinsettia nipple clips, dangling with golden chains. These little flowers make the boy's face flush as scarlet as his ribbons and he groans against the rudolph-red ball gag, all of which Lady Karyn, of course, completely ignores.

17.    Bambi – Utopia

While the wind whistles through the winter trees, Lady Bambi whistles through her pink painted lips, walking up to the Dominion boy as she tosses something back and forth in her hands. The boy registers that Lady Bambi is a dazzling vision in a pale blue gown from Utopia, but then he sees nothing at all as she secures a black satin blindfold across his eyes. She adjusts his antlers, checks the loop of lights around his throat, and flicks each of his poinsettia nipple clamps, then smirks at the top of his head and walks away, knowing that all he can hear is the fading sound of her heels and the cool hush of her dress sliding against the ground. His body leans forward, yearning for his ordeal to be concluded. If Lady Bambi is not to be his Mistress tonight, who will it be?


18.    Tora – Utopia

Could it be Lady Tora? All that bronze satin. She is refined, yet aglow with holiday glamour. But our blindfolded Dominion boy cannot appreciate her glorious gown from Utopia. He listens instead for her slippered feet, to the swish of her skirts, swaying in place as his Christmas collar blinks and his nipples throb. Is she here to claim him, finally? But no, Lady Tora smirks at the mess of holiday gear the boy has become. She strokes his flushed cheek with her cold hand, and then slaps him across the face briskly to add that bright Christmas color. The boy's cock jumps, of course, but she doesn't seem to notice or care. She attends to his other cheek, stroking, and slapping, until he's breathing hard, his jaw aches, and the glowing lights swing and sway against his bare body. Satisfied, she swirls her gown away from his kneeling form. Lady Tora clearly won't be putting him beneath her tree.

19.    Pamela – Gizza

The dazzling dark form of Lady Pamela in her spectacular Gizza gown makes the boy lift his head. He recognizes the rustling footsteps but he can't tell which Lady might be returning. Breathing hard in his Christmas entrapments, he waits in anticipatory silence. Lady Pamela's laughter is enough to identify her and he cringes and moans. Her gloved hands are on his chest, sliding something between the ribbons that bind him and his skin. What did she do? He can't tell, but we can see. It's a holiday card, with 10 beautiful signatures. When Pamela forces the card slightly open, a faint treble of music tinkles into the quiet air: "We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas…" The boy shudders and if there's a safeword being mumbled against that wet gag, we'll never know.

20.    Crissy – Gizza

Finally, like dawn arriving, the golden glow of Lady Crissy in her lustrous Gizza dress makes the boy shiver in anticipation, while his lights blink and his antlers quiver. He feels Lady Crissy's hands on his shoulders and his anticipation leaps into his throat. But this beautiful woman only turns him around to face the audience, and then, with her hand against the back of his head, forces him to bow it. The antlers wobble and wag as the boy suffers through his silent night. All is calm, all is bright in Lady Crissy's eyes as she puts the finishing touch on the boy's posture. He hears Lady Crissy leaving, the wind whispering through the winter trees outside keeping him poor company as he waits in silence.

Now we see the Ladies returning for their Finale.  But our blindfolded boy can only hear them…

Lady Destiny
Lady Joie
Lady Jade
Lady Miyani
Lady Siofra
Lady Karyn
Lady Bambi
Lady Tora
Lady Pamela
Lady Crissy

You can imagine the boy's feelings of nervous anticipation as he waits to see which of these proud women might deign to give him a drop of their holiday cheer. But none of them will allow this boy to drive their sleigh tonight. These remarkable Ladies in their glittering gowns would like to present the boy from the Ice Queen Fashion Show to Dominion's beloved Lady Evangeline Eames. Merry Christmas, Eva! Look what we've put under your tree.

Does our boy cry from fear, from relief? Don't worry, Eva, being an entirely fictional male, he's going to be perfect company throughout the holiday season.  Merry Christmas, everyone.