Ho, Ho, Ho
She stood by the window, looking out into the starry cold night. Her breath making frost on the window as she sighs heavily, thinking to herself,  He isn't coming. As she moves away, her eyes glance at the Christmas tree in the corner with two little gifts underneath and she again sighs as she flops into the chair. Its Christmas Eve and he's not home, where could he be, she curls up in a blanket as her eyes are entranced by the firelight, she slowly dozes off into a deep sleep.

  He slips into the room and smiles as he sees her sleeping on the couch, a frown on her ruby lips. He crosses over to her and without warning, picks her up and turns her over. She wakes up and starts to fight, not knowing what happened to her as her hands are handcuffed behind her and a blindfold is placed over her eyes. She opens her mouth to scream and at that moment, like whoever turned her over was waiting for this, shoves a ball gag into her mouth buckling it behind her. She tries to flip over but can't as his knee is the middle of her back. Small tears fall down her cheeks, as she can't believe this is happening to her on this night of all nights. He smiles feeling her wet cheeks as his fingers rub gently them, not wanting to spoil the magical mood, he picks her up again and tosses her over his shoulder, taking her into the kitchen where he lays her on the kitchen table. The table cloth just soft enough so the hardwood table would be comfortable to her, as his fingers trace up her naked thigh, to where her nightshirt ends. She shudders feeling his fingers moving up her legs, she starts to sob through her gag, but it is muffled as he takes advantage of her.   His fingers slide under her shirt, gliding up to her mound, he smiles, because her pussy is moist, even though she is crying. Oh yes, he thinks, this will be fun for the both of us. Her bare pussy opens up for his fingers like a flower as he strokes the lips gently and then slides two fingers in her warm depths. She moans and tries to buck her hips upwards away from his fingers, only to feel a slap on her inner thigh, which brings more tears to her eyes under the blindfold. The stinging travels to her pussy and to her surprise, she becomes even moister. Three fingers slide in as his thumb rubs over her clit, he smiles as she moans again and this time instead of bucking against him, she moves her hips towards him, wanting more. Her breathing becomes shallower as his fourth fingers slides easily with the wetness, his thumb pressing and rubbing against her clit becoming a hard little nub, she lifts her hips up offering them to her. All of the sudden right as she is about to cum, the fingers leave her pussy, and she whimpers softly as she could feel his breath against her sopping pussy. He breathes in the aroma of arousal from her as he pulls back once more, taking the crop from his belt loop; he smacks her inner thigh, leaving one thin angry red mark. She screams with the pain and moves to jump up from the table. He grabs her legs and ties to the table legs with rope, leaving her pussy wide open for her. Again she starts to cry. The feeling of cumming leaves her as his rains the crop down on her inner thighs over and over again. All she can do is whimper and cry into the gag. She jumps feeling something shoved into her pussy, its not his fingers this time, all then starts yelp as it vibrates inside of her. Taking the flogger he has hidden in the kitchen, he smacks her legs and moves up her belly to her breasts as the vibrator is humming inside of her pussy. Her body betrays her once more as the pain for her turns into pleasure, taking her to heights she has never known before. Her hips buck with the vibe as the flogger continues to ravage her breasts, making them tender to the touch and then back down her legs. Stopping just for a moment, he reaches down and takes one of her nipples into his mouth, running his tongue over the nub making it stiff, nibbling just a bit before clamping on the clover clamp to the first nipple. Then he does the same to the next, he can hear her gasp for air as the metal bites into her sensitive skin. Moving down to her pussy where the vibe is, he can't take it no more, seeing her trussed up with her legs tied wide open and her nipples clamped, the gag in her mouth and the blindfold over her eyes, he tugs down his pants and positions himself for her tight asshole and then plunges. Her scream is met with almost a gleeful laugh as he plunges once more immersing himself in her tightness. The vibrator held in place by his body as he pumps slowly in and out of her, as he reaches up and tugs on her clamp, her body betrays her all over again as she starts to shudder. He slides his cock in and out, thrusting over and over again, until he could feel her tightening up around him. Screaming against the gag, she is pushed over the edge by his hard fucking in her ass. Her cumming causes him to spill his seed as the vibrator works her over more. She screams once more, as she can't stop cumming her juices making a puddle on the floor and table. She finally collapses as he holds his cock into her tight hole; he just smiles and pulls out. Carefully he unties her from the table. Moving her gently as he takes the clamps off her nipples. Picking her up in his arms, he carries her over to the couch once more and lays her down, while taking off the handcuffs and the gag and blindfold. Peering down at unconscious girl, with a smile and rosy red cheeks he quickly cleans up the kitchen and leaves another gift under the tree with her name on it along with a card and he lets himself out of the house knowing that she is bruised and well used for this Christmas Eve.

  A few hours later, she hears the door open and wakes up once again. She looks around wildly and almost screams seeing the man standing in the doorway, until she realizes that it's him. She stands up and collapses as the pain in her pussy makes her realize what happened was not a dream. Her eye is caught by the extra present under the tree; she moves slowly to the tree without hesitation and grabs the gift with her name on it. Without looking up to him, she tears the present open and drops the card without reading it. Her tears come anew as she sees the collar inside of the box and looks back to the man in the doorway watching her with curiosity, her dainty hands picks up the card as she gasps, reading it aloud:
Merry Christmas
Love,
Santa
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