FUCKING ON THE (NOT SO) FUCKING, SILENT NIGHT.

Fucking…Remember the Holiday tale about the Night Before Christmas?  Everyone snuggled in with Sugar Plums…Yeah. Well, if you’re reading this little tale, you’re either about to be shocked out of your shorts, or you’re gonna need to call ME for some relief! Either way…this quiet little story is about to turn into a Not So Fucking Silent Night! Enter the Bitch Queen, Joey. She’d worked hard in real estate to be able to afford her current surroundings. But, EVERYONE knows, the climb to the top…can be BRUTAL! Foe Joey…it was FUCKING her way to the top! Sell a house, marry a client. Good plan huh? If it happened to cum with all her favorites? So much the better! Her favorites, you ask?? Well, OF COURSE, anal…the DEEPER, THE BETTER! But, above even anal…there was EDGING! She craved it…that feeling of being DEEPLY PENETRATED, taken to the point of Dear GOD, PLEASE!!! and then pulled back from the darkness that starts to envelop you. Glory! It’s her fetish…Wanna know how to do it? Some lessons on Guided Masturbation through edging?  Honey…you have NO IDEA! Cum with me…NOW!

Fast forward to the night of Christmas Eve…she’s found success, admittedly, most of it from Phone Sex, but also from real estate. But, somewhere along the way she lost her ability to find her gentler side. Everything in her life had becum fetish based; her favorite being ass fucking. And it showed. She was a bitch and she knew it! Turning the tales on her men was the standard. Her staff consisted of ALL men.  And she ruled with an iron fist!  And GOD HELP the Man who dared do something to incur her ire!

Unfortunately for her man-servant, Chuck, he delivered the Mistress’ drink a second too late and he KNEW he’d be IN for it!  She threw the drink in his handsome face and tossed the glass to the floor, demolishing it on impact!

“Mistress, please!” He whimpered.

“You dare defy me?  Oh! You have NO IDEA what you’ve gotten your tight little ass into!” She gripped the headboard as she gripped her whip.

Chuck had another servant set off the smoke alarm system and for that brief moment, Joey had forgotten all about Chuck’s tardiness. She grabbed her slinky housecoat and ran for the front door.  Once everything had been cleared, she went back to her room and poured herself a stiff one.  With all the mayhem, she was sound asleep in no time.

The next thing she heard was the creak of her bedroom door and by then it was too late to react. In an instant, he was upon her; hand clamped over her mouth to quell the scream welling in her throat. In the din of the fireplace she could make out it was a large, muscular man,,,just her type…only NOT during a Home Invasion!

In the glow of the fire, she could make out that he was wearing a Santa suit! What the fuck? She struggled to get him off her, but it only facilitated him ripping her tits from her nightie!  Now he had two fists full of titties and he wasn’t playing nice! His fat, long fingers invaded her tight and getting wetter pussy as his thumb found her clit and began to STROKE! She moaned and felt her sense of control fading. He was clearly going to TAKE her! FUCK! Santa was gonna LOVE forcing her tight, little cunt open and then her sweet, little ass.  He rode her like a runaway train, taking her to the brink of orgasm, over and over…never letting her CUMplete it.  She was shaking with the need to blow.

He leaned in for the whisper…

“I’ll take you to the edge of insanity.  Let me hear you scream!” his breath pulsed against her face as he shoved her into the pillows. Then he shoved his massive cock into her ass and thrust with everything in him.

Over and again he whispered harshly into the back of her head…

“Bitch! Whore! You think you can treat people any way you want?! Fuck you! I’ll break your ass tonight!”

She searched for the voice in her head. Did she know this monster?  And just as the question crossed her mind, the puzzle piece “clicked” into place.

“Chuck?!? Is that you!” she panted just before being forced again into the silken pillowcase.

The dominating Santa was her estate manager!  True enough, she’d been a total bitch to him, but this?!?  Her rage grew as her pussy got wetter and she thrust back into him.  Want to know just who ends up dominating whom in this Holiday, Phone Sex Drama? I’ll be working on Christmas night…Why not escape the madness and call me for the details on how it played out with the huge cock and the tight, young pussy…? I’ll be on until midnight EST.  And I just LOVE SCREAMING.

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