Master Santa
She waited up expectantly
On Christmas Eve for a visit from He
She had been bad, even though she'd tried
And now it was up to Him to decide
A clatter down the chimney breast
There He stood; black boots, red vest
"Down on your knees! And don't dare cry.
You need to be punished. You know why."
"Master what would you have me do?
Shall I polish your big tool for you?"
She sank to the floor down with a bump
Her eyes were trained hard on his lump
"But are you worthy?" He said with a quip
And from his bag produced a whip
He tied her hands behind her back
And as she knelt produced his sack
He struck her bare ass then ordered, "Suck!
It's Christmas Eve and you're in luck
Master Santa has a load for you.
Open wide, you know what to do."
She took his rod between her lips
She bobbed her head; some slow, some quick
He pulled the hair upon her head
And slapped her ass till it was red
She groaned but never dared let up
He shot his cream for her to sup
She drank and drank so much to down
As Santa let out one huge groan
"That's all for you you're still the best"
Untying her Santa said "Now rest.
Depending on what I get to hear
I may decide to fuck you next year!"
"That's all for you for now my girl"
Then Santa turned round with a whirl
"You must obey, I'll always hear
Remember Santa comes but once a year."
December 2011
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