-by Alvo Torelli
Brief Synopsis: Staci Austen, a mere six-years-old, is chosen to be Santa's Cutie. Little does she know the many kinky adventures this will lead to over the twelve days before Christmas. A humorous and very naughty version of an old song. About 18,000 words.
(Mg, mc, inc, oral, anal, piercings, bond, best)
I.
On the first day of the Christmas season, little Staci Austen went to the mall with her mother. She wore her prettiest Christmas dress, with the long sleeves and high neck trimmed with the loveliest lace. She brushed her long blonde curls until they shone as brightly as her little black shoes. Her big blue eyes gleamed with excitement.
Staci waited in line with her mother for over an hour. It was hard for a six-year-old to be so patient. The long line snaked through the ice forest and all the other children chattered excitedly to their moms and dads before each one, in turn, disappeared into Santa's house.
Finally it was Staci's turn! But suddenly she was frightened. What would she find in the small wooden house with the icicles hanging down all around it. Would Santa tell her she was a bad girl? Was she on the naughty list? Staci gripped mommy's hand tightly as they entered Santa's abode.
The big man sat on his big chair with his big tummy and big twinkling eyes peeking out from behind the biggest bushiest eyebrows Staci had ever seen. She hid behind mommy, just sneaking a look around mommy's hips. Santa was so large and scary!
"Ho, ho, ho!" Santa chortled pleasantly. "Who do we have here?"
Santa's elf said, "This is Staci, Santa. Staci is six and she's never met you before so she's a little bit worried."
"Now there, no need to be frightened, Staci," Santa said cheerily. "Come to Santa!"
Staci was still frightened and she tried to hide behind mommy. But she couldn't. She found herself coming out and tentatively climbing up into Santa's big lap. And to make matters worse, mommy and the helper elf both turned, silently, and walked out of the small house without a single word. Staci's fear deepened, but she could only sit in Santa's lap and look up into his big glittering eyes.
"Santa's been waiting and waiting, Staci. Did you know that every year Santa finds one special little girl to be Santa's Cutie? Santa always knows his special Christmas Cutie the minute he sees her. And do you know who Santa's Cutie is going to be this Christmas?"
"No?" was all Staci could squeak.
"Why, it's you, Staci Austen. You are Santa's Cutie this Christmas. Isn't that wonderful?"
"Um, yes?" Staci said.
Staci's eyes were huge with fright and wonder and confusion. Why was Santa's hand up under her pretty dress? Why couldn't she do anything but stare up at him? Why was he rubbing his finger's across the cotton cloth that stretched tight across her little pee hole?
"Stand up, now," Santa said to his Cutie.
Staci stood, carefully balancing her little feet on Santa's knees. She had to put her little hands on top of his head to keep her balance. Why was Santa pulling her panties down?
"Oh my, Santa's Cutie is such a pretty little girl," Santa said.
Santa's words brought a flush of both pleasure and shame to Staci's cheeks. He really shouldn't be lifting her dress up like that, should he? Especially with her panties down to her knees. Didn't mommy say it would be bad to let anyone see or touch her private places? But this was Santa. Maybe it was okay for Santa?
"Hold your dress up, Staci," Santa said and she used one hand to hold the hem of the long dress up against her chest. "Oh yes, Staci, Santa's Cutie has such a pretty little pussy. Step out of your panties, now, Staci."
Staci lifted one leg and then the other as Santa pulled her panties over her shiny little black shoes. Why did Santa want her panties? Ooh! Santa spread his knees and Staci had to concentrate to keep her balance, but Santa kindly held her hips to steady her.
Santa's whiskers sure did tickle on Staci's inner thighs! And OH! the way his tongue felt as it dipped through her little slit, again and again. Staci started to shiver and moan and a strange warmth that she'd never ever felt before spread out from her tight little slit. It felt so nice, but long before the warmth realized the promise of something much better, Santa stopped what he was doing. But he ended by giving her the nicest, warmest kiss, right on her tiny pussy.
Staci sat back down in Santa's big lap and snuggled against his big tummy, staring vacantly and unfulfilled, but still with a happy smile.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa chortled, "what a sweet and tasty girl you are, Staci Austen. Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the first day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
II.
On the second day of the Christmas season little Staci Austen put back on her prettiest Christmas dress. Her mommy had washed and pressed it for her. She put on her shiny black shoes and she brushed her hair until it gleamed like gold. But she was careful not to wear any panties, because she was Santa's Cutie and Santa's Cutie was always a good little girl. Then mommy drove her to the mall and they waited patiently in the long line to see Santa in his little North Pole house.
"Ho, ho, ho, it's so good to see Santa's Cutie again!" Santa proclaimed as Staci climbed into his lap. Then he looked up with his glittering eyes and mommy and the helper elf both left the little house. When Santa reached up under Staci's pretty dress and found that she wore no panties he smiled at his cutie and said, "Oh what a good girl you are, Staci! It's always wonderful when Santa's Cutie comes prepared."
Staci stood up on Santa's lap again, with one little black-shod foot on each knee and let Santa pull her prettiest dress up over her head. It was cold in Santa's house and Staci's little nipples got very pointy, but Santa had a fix for that. He leaned forward and slipped Staci's left little nipple into his warm mouth and he licked it again and again. This didn't make her nipple any less pointy, quite the opposite! But at least her little nipple wasn't cold any more.
As Santa licked her little nipple, Staci noticed the strange throbbing warmth down between her legs again. When Santa switched to her right little nipple, the warmth got even hotter. And when Santa held Staci by the hips and pushed his tongue into her tiny slit and tickled her with his long white beard the warmth between her legs got down-right hot. Oh! Santa's tongue was so long and strong.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said when he was done and he'd sweetly kissed her little pussy and he'd helped Staci put her prettiest dress back on. "Such a tasty and attractive girl you are, Staci! Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the second day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
III.
On the third day of the Christmas season little Staci Austen put on her clean, prettiest dress and her little black shoes and brushed her hair. She waited patiently in the long line at the mall until it was her turn to go into Santa's house. As soon as mommy and the elf turned and left she climbed up into Santa's lap and helped him take off her prettiest dress so that he would see she wasn't wearing panties and she was a very good little girl.
It was cold! So Santa warmed up Staci's little nipples with his mouth and tongue and she got warm between her legs again and it was very nice. But then Santa did something a little bit scary! Santa took off one of his white cotton gloves and the skin on his hands was old, wrinkled and spotted! Santa looked deep into Staci's frightened big blue eyes, with the thick, pretty eyelashes, and then he pushed his index finger into her mouth.
"What a nice, pretty little mouth you have Staci. It's always best if Santa's Cutie has a nice, warm, tiny mouth for Santa." He probed about in Staci's mouth as she looked at him with surprise and fright. "Just close your lips and suck on Santa's finger, Staci, my Cutie," Santa instructed. "That's right, so good, now swirl your tongue around and around Santa's old finger and get it all nice and wet. Such a good little girl."
It felt very strange to have Santa's old finger in her mouth, but Staci was a good little girl and she did what Santa wanted. But then Santa took his finger out of her mouth and it was all wet and shiny. Santa reached between Staci's legs, which were spread wide while she stood on Santa's knees. He traced his wet finger up along her bare thigh and made her shiver with anticipation and fright.
"Ooooh! Santa!" Staci cried out softly when Santa circled the puffy mounds of her little slit and then stroked along the opening from bottom to top, slowly. "Ooooh! OOOH!" Santa's finger went inside her little slit! He moved it up and down and in and out. He pushed his finger in until it was pushing against something just inside her tiny opening and when he felt that he smiled broadly.
"Oh, Santa's Cutie is such a good little girl!" Santa crooned. "She has such a nice, tight little cherry for Santa." Santa's finger probed around inside of her and the warmth she'd felt tripled. "And you're so nice and warm and wet and inviting, Staci. You're such a good little girl." Santa pulled his finger out of Staci's little slit and he showed her how wet it was. Then he looked deep into her eyes again and Staci stared back into his eyes and they were so deep and spellbinding.
"OOOOOH!" Stacy cried out, a bit louder this time, but still in a soft little girl voice.
Santa forced his wet finger against her bottom hole, swirled it around and then popped it inside. "Ooooh! OOOOH!" He probed the finger around in ever-wider circles inside her bottom, all the way up to the second knuckle. Staci didn't like the finger up in her bottom hole, but as Santa moved it around it sent waves of strange feeling through her pretty little body and the warmth between her legs got even hotter. "Oh, oh, Santa? Santa!?"
As Staci moaned and Santa probed his finger deeper and deeper into her tight bottom, Santa leaned forward. He ran his long, strong tongue through the tiny pink inner folds of her little slit and he tickled her thighs with his long white beard. Staci nearly burst from the warmth she felt.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said when he was done kissing her and probing her tight little bottom. "Such an attractive and inviting little girl! Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the third day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
IV.
On the fourth day of the Christmas season, little Staci Austen waited patiently with her mother in the long line that wound through the ice forest to Santa's house. As soon as she was inside with Santa, as soon as mommy and the elf were gone, Staci climbed into Santa's lap. With her dress off she took on a dreamy expression as Santa licked and warmed her little nipples. But before Santa asked Staci to suck on his old, wrinkled finger, he told her to turn around and sit on his lap, with her legs spread wide over his.
Santa's Cutie discovered that she was looking straight into Santa's camera. It made her feel very strange to have the camera looking at her naked little body, with her legs spread wide, but there was nobody there to work the camera so it was probably okay. Santa reached around and pushed his finger into her mouth. It felt so nice to be wrapped in Santa's arm and Staci sucked on his finger with her little lips pursed tight. She swirled her little tongue around and around the finger. And then the camera went Flash! Staci blinked her startled eyes and gasped.
Before Staci could recover, Santa pushed his finger into her little pussy and probed about, opening her up in front of the camera. Flash! the camera took another picture as Staci bit her lip and moaned from the warmth between her legs. Having her picture taken was scary, but it was making the warm feeling sooo warm.
Santa stood up after he took his finger out of Staci's little slit and he set her down on his big red chair. She was kneeling with her bottom pointing at the camera and she looked back over her shoulder to see what was happening, tossing her long pretty blonde curls. Just as she did she felt Santa's finger press against her tiny bottom hole, then push very deep inside all at once. Staci's eyes went wide with surprise just as the camera flashed again.
"Oh, oh, Santa!, Santaaaa!" Staci cried out in her tiny, soft, little girl cry.
"Yes, yes, Staci, you're such a natural model. Santa's Cutie is a great talent!"
"Really Santa?" Staci said and her heart filled with joy. She turned to face Santa, sitting on his chair. "Do you think I could..." but she never finished because Santa knelt in front of her and pushed her knees wide. Then his long, strong tongue found Staci's tight tiny slit and the warm feeling took away her ability to think, much less to talk. His long white beard tickled her thighs, but she didn't care. "Ohhhhh! Santaaaa! Santaaaa!" Staci had to bite her lip to keep quiet. Just as Santa planted his long, warm, sweet kiss on her little pussy she looked over his head into the camera. Flash!
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said, looking up from between Staci's wet thighs. "Such an inviting and talented child. Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the fourth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
V.
On the fifth day of the Christmas season, little Staci Austen, in her prettiest dress and no panties, happily climbed into Santa's lap after her long wait in the ice forest. But Santa warmed her little nipples with his lovely mouth and tongue, so it was okay.
Santa looked into his Cutie's big blue eyes and said, "It's traditional for Santa's Cutie to get a special present on the fifth day of the Christmas season. Would you like your present now, Staci?"
"Ooh, Santa! A present? A present? For me?" Little Staci was sooo excited. Santa handed Staci a white box with a big red ribbon. It looked very grown-up for a present for a six-year-old girl. "Oh, are you sure this is for me, Santa?" Staci said.
"Oh yes, Staci, my pet. My elves made this present especially for you."
Staci pulled off the long red ribbon and opened the box. In a sea of white tissue paper were five strange round objects, each about an inch tall and each a cylinder of bright red leather that was lined on the inside with snowy white fur. Staci had no idea what do make of them! Two of them were very small, only about an inches and a half wide and two more were just a little bit bigger. But the fifth one was about four inches wide. Otherwise, they were all identical. Each one was closed with a silver buckle and each had a half-inch circle of metal attached on the opposite side from the buckle. Staci's eyes got very big and she looked up at Santa with concern. "What are they, Santa?"
"These are Santa's Cutie's special cuffs," Santa said, lifting one of the smallest of the cuffs from the box. "This is a wrist cuff," he said as he pulled the wrist cuff around Staci's thin left wrist and closed the silver buckle. A sudden feeling of trepidation rippled through little Staci. "And this is an ankle cuff," he continued as he buckled one of the slightly larger cuffs around Staci's left ankle. They fit snug, but not tight, and the snowy white fur tickled! "Now you show Santa that you can put on the other wrist and ankle cuffs," Santa instructed his pretty little child.
Staci only struggled for a moment to figure out how to put on the wrist and ankle cuffs. As soon as they were in place Santa lifted the last, larger cuff out of the box. "This cuff is for your neck - it's a collar," Santa said. "But it's not quite finished," he explained. "It needs a special, special ingredient to finish it."
"Ooo. What's that Santa?" Staci asked, wide-eyed.
Instead of answering, Santa pulled off his glove and stuck his finger in Staci's mouth. Staci knew to suck and lick at the finger and swirl her tongue around it and as soon as Santa pulled it out, she opened up her legs to let him probe the finger around in her tiny warm slit until it was completely covered with her saliva and her pussy juice. When Santa pulled his finger out of Staci's tiny pussy, he said, "now watch this, Staci," and he slowly spread the wetness from his finger all the way around the outside of the red neck cuff. As he did, words appeared in pretty silver letters going all the way around the collar.
"What does it say, Santa?" Staci asked, because Staci couldn't read.
"It says, 'Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl,'" Santa said, very seriously. But what the collar really said was 'Staci Austen: Santa's horny little fuck toy.'
When Santa buckled the thick red cuff around Staci's tiny throat it seemed very tight and it was very scary and the snowy white fur tickled her neck. She wanted to pull on the neck cuff and make it looser, but before she could, Santa said, "oh dear, Staci, I almost forgot!" And then Santa pushed his finger way up inside Staci's tiny bottom hole, further than ever and wiggled it around.
Santa turned Staci around while she was still impaled on his finger and Flash! the camera took her wide-eyed picture, with all of her pretty red cuffs with the soft snowy white fur peeking out and looking very much like Christmas. "We need some better pictures of you, Staci," Santa said as he pulled his finger from her bottom hole and then reached down to retrieve the long red ribbon from her present. "And won't you look pretty with this beautiful Christmas ribbon?"
Staci wasn't sure she was going to like the red ribbon, and her fears were well founded. In a second Santa threaded the pretty Christmas ribbon through the little metal loops on both of Staci's wrist cuffs and pulled the cuffs together behind her back. Staci gasped with sudden fear. But Santa wasn't done. He ran the ribbon through both ankle cuffs too, and finally through the loop at the back of her collar. After setting Staci down on his chair, on her stomach, he pulled the ends of the ribbon tight, gathering together Staci's wrists and ankles and pulling them all up tight towards the back of her neck in a frightening hogtie. It strained her neck and shoulders back in a terribly frightening and uncomfortable manner. Santa tied the ribbon off, binding her in a helpless position, and finished Staci's hogtie off with a beautiful, big flourishing Christmas bow.
"There!" Santa declared. "Just as I thought, Santa's Cutie makes the most beautiful Christmas present ever."
Staci could barely breathe. Her wrists were crossed and pulled up higher than she thought possible. Her legs were spread wide and she couldn't move them. She was terrified. And when she looked up, Flash! Santa's camera was there to capture the perfect Christmas hog-tie. Santa smiled down on his little Cutie and turned her on the big chair so that the camera was behind her and then Flash!, the camera caught the angle. Finally, Santa rolled the horrified child onto her side. His long white beard tickled her thighs as he knelt and leaned in to push his long and strong tongue deep into Staci's tiny slit.
Despite the terror of being helpless and bound tight, as Santa feasted on Staci's warm juices she felt the familiar warmth spreading out from her tiny wet slit. It was getting warmer and warmer. She was powerless to stop it, just like she was powerless to stop Santa from doing any of the scary, bad things he was doing to her. But the warmth was stronger and stronger. Something was going to happen! Something NEEDED to happen! Staci wanted it sooo much.
"Nooooo!" Staci managed to barely whisper when Santa kissed her little slit and then stopped. She was so close! "Please! Santa!" Flash! Santa's camera caught the look of desperation on the pretty little girl's face, just above the red collar that read 'Staci Austen: Santa's horny fuck toy.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said as he quickly untied Staci and pulled her prettiest dress over her head to cover up her pretty red cuffs with the soft snowy white fur that tickled. "Such a talented and beautiful child. Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the fifth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
VI.
On the sixth day of the Christmas season little Staci Austen stood in the long line of children as it snaked through the ice forest and the other children all chatted away excitedly around her. She wondered if she was the only child in line with no panties. She wondered if she was the only child in line with wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs and a collar hidden under her prettiest dress. She wondered and wondered. And finally, when she stood on Santa's knees and her prettiest dress was on the floor and Santa beamed at the sight of his very own Cutie all ready for his use, Staci wondered what would happen next.
A few minutes later, Staci was hanging from the ceiling. Each of her four ankle and wrist cuffs was attached to a rope descending from the ceiling so that she was spread out wide, facing the ceiling. Her arms and legs were pulled out tight and any movement she made caused her to sway gently from side to side. Santa had completed Staci's bondage with a nice big red ribbon bow around her tummy that looped tightly through her little slit and her bottom and up her back to her pretty red throat cuff with the soft snowy white fur that tickled and the words "Staci Austen: Santa's horny little fuck toy" in shiny silver letters. The ribbon pulled Staci's head back uncomfortably and left her with a scary, upside down view of Santa's little house. Santa's Cutie was terrified, but of course she hadn't made a peep while Santa bound her so cruelly, because Santa's Cutie is always a good girl.
Flash! went Santa's camera from just above Staci's bound position, a lovely shot of her torment and her attractive little six-year-old naked body. Santa smiled down at her and said "Such a very good little girl, Staci. You make Santa so happy! Santa has another wonderful present for you today. But this present takes a little bit of work."
Staci didn't think she really wanted another of Santa's presents! But when he stuck his finger in her mouth she knew that Santa's good little girl should suck it and swirl her tongue around it like Santa liked. When Santa took his finger out of her mouth she was ready for him to probe her little slit like he usually did. But Santa had other ideas! Staci stared with confused disbelief at upside-down Santa, who had dropped his bright red pants with the soft snowy white fur lining to the floor. And there was a big thing sticking out between his legs that was pointing right at Staci's upside-down face.
When Santa pushed the warm, long pole into her mouth it was just like his finger - only a LOT bigger. But she understood what she was supposed to do. So she sucked and sucked on the big thing and ran her tongue all around it. She couldn't see anything but some wrinkly sacks of hairy flesh that hung down between Santa's fat legs, but she could hear Santa moaning as she sucked on his big thing, so she thought she was probably doing it right. Flash! the room lit up for a moment as Santa's camera captured the moment of Staci's wonderful first blowjob.
"Oh my goodness, yes, Staci, my little Cutie, you are such a smart girl. So bright! You learned so fast and so well. Oh, oh, Santa is very happy with his good little Cutie! Suck that dick. Suck my dick hard you little... Ahh!" Santa moaned and moaned as Staci sucked and licked his 'dick.' And then she got a reward. Santa bent forward and started sliding his dick in and out of her mouth a few inches, ramming into the back of her throat and nearly gagging her. But he also pushed his finger into her little slit. Santa knew Staci's little slit so well after probing it day after day, and in no time she felt the wonderful warm feeling coursing through her body, building and building.
Staci wanted the warm feeling to continue! She wanted it to go someplace new, somewhere wonderful! So she sucked and sucked on Santa's dick and tried not to pass out or choke. She closed her eyes, because seeing his ball sacks swing forward to bump against her forehead was scary and she didn't need anything else that was scary. Oh, oh, the warm feeling was getting so strong. Santa knew just how to probe inside her little slit! No, Santa, don't stop!!
Just before the warm feeling could explode, Santa stopped fingering poor little Staci's tiny slit. He grabbed her face with both of his hands and he grunted loudly. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, YES!" A huge spurt of something hot and thick and salty erupted into Staci's mouth and she had to swallow it immediately to keep from choking. Another and another filled her mouth with the acrid goo and she swallowed again. Then Santa pulled his thick dick from her mouth and she felt a hot wave of the goo splash across her mouth and chin. Two huge, final, spurts of nastiness hit her nose, filled her nostrils and immediately flowed down into her eyes.
Flash! went Santa's camera to capture a close-up of Staci's cum-splattered face.
Staci was stunned from the sudden onslaught of Santa's emissions. She blinked her big blue eyes as the awful gunk slid down her face and into her long, pretty blonde curls. She could still taste the acrid thick fluid in her mouth and the smell of it overwhelmed her. As she hung, helplessly, Santa walked around to the other side of her. She gasped when he pushed his long finger up into her bottom with no warning at all.
"Santa is so proud of his little Cutie!" Santa said, probing inside Staci's tight bottom hole. Then he bent over and gave each of her pointy, rigid nipples a long, slow lick and suck before he slowly trailed his tongue down over her flat tummy and deep into her little slit. His long white beard tickled her inner thighs mercilessly. Flash! went the camera to capture the moment. At once the warm feeling blossomed and Staci couldn't keep from writhing. With Santa's tongue probing her tight pussy and his finger far far up into her small bottom hole, the warm feeling nearly exploded! But once again, before it could finally reach that pinnacle, Santa withdrew and left Staci gasping and tormented - swaying at the ends of her ropes.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said, moments later, as Staci stood trembling back on sold ground, barely able to stand, and Santa pulled her prettiest Christmas dress over her head to cover up her nakedness and her wonderful red cuffs with the soft snowy white fur lining. "Santa's Cutie is such a beautiful and smart child! Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the sixth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Six Spurts of Semen,
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
VII.
On the seventh day of the Christmas season little Staci Austen held her mother's hand and worried as she waited in the ice forest for her turn in Santa's house. She didn't quite understand why she put on her prettiest dress and brushed her gleaming hair and left her panties at home to come here every day, but here she was and it was almost her turn.
As soon as mommy and Santa's elf silently walked away Santa was busy with his wonderful little Cutie, who was such a good little girl. She didn't complain or squirm when he took off her prettiest dress - not even when he secured her wrist cuffs to the top of the little inclined padded table that had never been there before. She only whimpered slightly, in that sweet little girl voice that he liked so much, as he spread her legs wide and attached her ankle cuffs to eyebolts at the bottom end of the table. What a lovely, good child. Santa's Cutie certainly deserved another nice present from Santa, and he told her so.
"Oh, oh, Santa," Staci mewled softly, shivering, "I don't need any more presents. You've given me plenty, Santa! You can give my present to someone else."
"My goodness!" Santa said, "what a wonderfully generous child you are. Santa's Cutie is the best little girl."
Santa showed Staci a lovely black velvet box. And then, since Staci couldn't really open a box by herself at that particular moment, Santa lifted the hinged lid of the box and showed her an array of beautiful jewelry. Staci's eyes went wide with admiration of the glittering metal and stones she saw, even if part of her was certain that these might not be ornaments she was going to like. Flash! went Santa's camera, catching Staci's worried amazement.
"Look at all the lovely jewelry Santa picked out for his favorite Cutie!" Santa announced as he showed the wide-eyed child her present.
Laid out on the velvet cloth Staci saw four small silver rings, each about half an inch across and each with a gorgeous red heart-shaped stone hanging from it. A fifth ring, with no stone, was bigger, almost an inch across and the metal was much thicker. All five of the silver rings had a small opening. There was also a gorgeous, cut red stone, perfectly round and glittering and mounted on a metal post. The metal post was connected to a silver metal ball about two and a half inches across. On the opposite side from the post, the ball tapered to a blunt point. Staci thought it looked very evil, but she had no idea why she thought that. And finally, there was a very fine silver chain laid out in the box, with yet another, bigger, cut red heart-shaped stone in a silver setting hanging from it.
"They're so pretty? Santa," Staci said. "But I don't ...."
"Not to worry, little Staci, Santa will show you!" And with that, Santa set down the box, took out one of the little rings, with a pretty red jewel, and held it up. "Do you know what this is, Staci?" Santa asked.
"No?" said a scared little voice.
"Why, it's a belly button jewel - like a real grown-up belly dancer would wear. Santa's going to help you put it on. It will look sooo nice dangling in your belly button, little Cutie."
In his other hand, Santa held up what looked like a pistol. Then he carefully pinched a little fold of skin just above Staci's small, innie belly button. Staci flinched and tightened every muscle in her body in horror, but she was firmly bound to the little inclined table and had no way to take flight.
"Ow!!" Staci cried out when the piercing gun punched a little hole through the skin of her flat, smooth tummy. In fact the piercing hadn't hurt any more than a shot at the doctor's office, but Staci hated shots and she was so scared that it seemed much worse than it was. She squirmed as Santa threaded the open part of the little ring through the hole he'd made and let the pretty little red stone heart dangle down into her little innie navel. Staci gasped - Santa was right - it was so cute!
"There you are, Staci my pet," Santa said. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?"
"N-no," Staci had to admit even though her little lip quivered and a single tear dripped down her pretty face. "B-but, why do you have all those others in the box?"
"Let me show you!" Santa said brightly taking another one of the small rings from the black velvet box. And without any warning, Santa pinched Staci's tiny left nipple between his fingers and brought up the piercing gun.
"OW!!" Staci screamed. Her little titty was on fire! Santa threaded the little ring through the hole and the little heart-shaped jewel hung down, tugging gently on her breast. "Oh, oh, Santa! OH!" was all Staci could say as Santa leaned down and carefully licked at her sore nipple and then sucked the nipple, ring and jewel into his mouth where he ran his tongue around it all with care. By the time he was done the nipple didn't hurt any more, but the weight of the little jewel felt very strange and Staci felt the beginnings of the warmth between her legs.
"OW!!" Staci cried again when, without warning, Santa pierced her other nipple. It too was soon licked and sucked and soothed. Staci really, really didn't want any more of Santa's jewelry! But Santa picked up the last of the small bejeweled rings and smiled down at her. "Oh Santa, no, you can give that one to some other Cutie!" she cried.
"Such a generous girl!" Santa said as he very carefully lifted up the hood of sensitive skin hiding little Staci's perfect, tiny clitoris.
"Oh Santa, no, no, no, OW!!" Staci cried, although in fact it had hardly hurt at all as Santa pierced her clitoral hood. He carefully slid the small ring vertically through the tiny holes and let the little red stone heart dangle down to rest against the top of her tiny, tight slit. Another tear of terror dribbled down Staci's gorgeous reddened cheek.
"Just one more ring to go," Santa smiled as he held up the larger, thicker ring with no jewel. "I know you'll love this one," he said. Staci wasn't so sure, especially when Santa pushed her nose back and forced her head into the padding and she saw the piercing gun coming towards her face!
"Snta, Snta, ughh!" Staci mumbled as Santa threaded the nose ring through the hole he'd pierced in her septum.
"Lovely, lovely," Santa said. He dropped the heavy ring and Staci could feel it resting on her quivering upper lip.
"Now, just let me give the finishing touch to all your lovely rings," Santa said and Staci felt his bare finger probing up into her tight little slit, where despite all the terrors of her piercings she was getting very wet and the warmth was getting very tingly. Santa probed and probed as Staci moaned very softly and the tingly warm feeling spread. But then Santa pulled his wet finger out of Staci's tight slit and he careful touched her belly button ring with a drop of her juices. Instantly the belly button ring flashed and for a moment it was hot. Then Stacy strained her little head to look down and she saw that the little piercing hole was all healed up. But she also saw something that scared her - there was no little opening in the silver metal ring any more! Santa slowly turned it around through the hole in her belly and she could see that it was solid all the way around. Staci gasped as she realized what that meant.
Santa proceeded to touch each of Staci's pretty nipple rings with a drop of her own pussy juices and each of them flared and got hot for a moment. He touched her nose ring and it did the same. Finally, Santa touched the little clit ring and Staci quivered all over as the hot feeling sent electric thrills through her little clitoris. She looked down as Santa played with the small heart-shaped red jewel hanging from her clit ring and turned the ring over and over to show her it was solid. And with every motion the little ring rubbed against Staci's tiny clit and the warmth between her legs got stronger and stronger.
Flash! Santa's camera took a lovely picture of Staci bound to the little inclined padded table with all of her new jewelry on display.
But Staci remembered that the jewelry box wasn't empty yet, and she shivered with fear.
Santa held up the thin silver chain with the larger, heavy shining red stone heart dangling from it. "This is a very special chain, for my very special Cutie," Santa said. Staci's eyes went wide with surprise as Santa threaded the thin chain through one of her nipple rings and then through the other. But she gasped when he continued down and threaded it through the little ring pierced through the top of her tight little pussy. When Santa closed the loop of the silver chain the two ends glowed and merged together as if there had never been any ends at all.
"Oh Santa, Santa, oh my, oh, oh!" Staci wailed as she tried to get use to the feeling of the chain that was stretched between her nipples and her pussy. The big, pretty red stone jewel hung from the chain between her nipples, weighting it down and pulling the chain tight. As she moved the jewel swayed and slid from side to side and the motions pulled at her little clit ring. The little ring rubbed her tiny clitoris like nothing she'd ever felt before! The warm feeling in her pussy was getting so warm and sooo tingly. Staci was right on the edge of something amazing, but it wouldn't come.
Flash! Santa's camera captured the torture on Staci's face as the pretty heart dangled between her little nipple rings.
When Santa unhooked Staci's ankles from the foot of the little inclined padded table she was sure he was going to get her up and help her put back on her prettiest Christmas dress, but she was wrong. Santa lifted Staci's ankles up and up until they were up next to her wrists on either side of the little inclined padded table and that's where he clipped them. Staci hung from her wrists and ankles against the little inclined padded table and she quivered with fright at this new form of bondage. It was very uncomfortable and scary.
Santa held up the last of Staci's new presents - the pretty round red jewel attached to the short metal pole and the big, tapered, silver ball. It was just as scary as the first time she'd seen it. "Time to finish your present, sweet Staci," Santa said.
"Oh no, Santa, please, please, you can give that to someone else. I got more than my share Santa. Oh Santa, plea..." but Staci's pleas were cut off as Santa pushed his finger into her mouth. Like the good girl that she was, Staci sucked on the finger and swirled her tongue all around it.
"You are the most generous little girl I've ever known, Staci," Santa said. "But I think you'll want to get this plug nice and wet before Santa puts it in. I'm so glad that you've learned so well. You're such a smart, sweet, good little girl." And then Santa pulled out his finger and pushed the pointed end of the big silver metal ball into Staci's mouth.
Staci's eyes flashed wide as the ball forced her mouth wider and wider. It barely fit in her mouth! As soon as it was all the way in, her lips closed part way around it. She tried and tried to suck on it like a good little girl should. She tried to swirl her tongue around, but it was so big and hard and it filled her mouth so full. But the awful metal made her drool terribly and more and more of her spittle filled her mouth and coated the big silver metal ball.
"Oh Staci, I think you might just barely be ready now," Santa said as he probed his finger up into her bottom hole.
"Mmmmmm?" Staci said around the big metal plug.
"Yes, dear, absolutely," Santa replied as he pulled the plug out of Staci's sweet pretty little mouth. It was well coated with Staci's saliva and Santa was quick to bring the pointed end down to Staci's little bottom hole."
"Santa, no! What are you...OHHHHHHHHHH!! OH! OH! no, no, no, no AAAGGHHHHH!"
Santa was just barely able to get the anal plug into Staci's tiny six-year-old anus. The hard metal plug stretched her almost to the breaking point. But then Santa had the advantage of using just a touch of magic and in the plug popped. Getting it out, on the other hand...
The anal plug settled deep up into the little girl's bottom hole, which closed tight around the post so that the big round red cut stone jewel nestled tightly between her ass cheeks. Staci panted as she tried to recover, her eyes wide with shock. The big plug felt huge and cold inside her. Flash! Santa's camera caught the amazing sight of the bound little child with her piercings and dangling chain and her amazing big anal plug jewel.
Before Staci's startled eyes could recover she felt the tickling of Santa's long white beard on her inner thighs and then his long, strong tongue was quickly plunging into her tight, sweet little slit. Santa played with the little heart-shaped red stone and drove her crazy as the clit ring rubbed her clitoris and the warm tingly feeling got stronger and stronger. Alas, Santa knew just when to quit and Staci moaned "No, Santa, please, please don't stop!" But he kissed her gently on her little slit and then stepped back.
It was only a moment later that Staci realized Santa was standing in front of her with his big cock in his hand, stroking it up and down as he smiled down at his pretty Cutie. As she hung helplessly on the little inclined padded table she asked "Santa, why are you..," but she was interrupted as the first huge rope of Santa's cum arched out and coated her pretty face. The second big rope of cum lashed across her chest and tummy. In just the time it took for six loud grunts, Staci's face and chest were coated with slimy, sticky, warm Santa cum.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said as he pulled Staci's prettiest Christmas dress over her head. It stuck uncomfortably to all the slimy cum that was trailing down her front and legs and into her shiny black shoes. At least it covered up all but one of her new pieces of jewelry. "Santa's little pet is such a smart and generous child! Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the seventh day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Seven Fetish Fittings,
Six Spurts of Semen,
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
VIII.
On the eighth day of the Christmas season, little Staci Austen tried to stand very still in the long line that wound through the ice forest on the way to Santa's house. Her hair was brushed and she had on her prettiest Christmas dress. But Staci had learned that every step she took, every movement she made, caused the heavy jewel dangling between her little nipples to pull and tug on the chain connecting her nipple and clit rings. She understood Santa's curse: the little clit ring was magically designed to stimulate her tiny clitoris just enough to keep little Staci in a constant state of desperate arousal. But she could never reach the mysterious place that the tingling warmth seemed to promise. It was torture! And the more she moved the worse it was. So she tried to stay very still and when she had to move she shuffled forward slowly. At least no one could see all of her rings with the little heart shaped red stones or the chain or the jewel in her bottom or the red cuffs with the soft snowy white fur lining. Staci didn't understand why, but nobody seemed to notice the big ring in her nose - no one except daddy who had stared at her all through breakfast.
Mommy and Santa's elf escorted Staci into Santa's house, but little Staci held mommy's hand and hid behind her, trembling.
Santa's elf said, "This is Staci, Santa. Staci is six-years-old and she's a little bit scared today."
"Now there, no need to be frightened, Staci," Santa said cheerily, but Staci just gripped her mommy's had tighter and barely peeked around mommy's waist.
"I don't know what's come over her, Santa," mommy said mechanically. "Usually she's not such a shy little girl - usually she's a good little girl. Maybe you can help her be a good little girl today, Santa."
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa bellowed. "I'm sure I can. I've been waiting and waiting to show Santa's Cutie just exactly how good of a little girl she can be!"
"Mommy, no, wait!" Staci said as her mommy and the elf turned and walked silently out Santa's little house, abandoning her. She looked up into Santa's sparkling eyes and she knew it was time to crawl up in his lap and let him pull her prettiest Christmas dress over her head.
Something was different about Santa. His hands and his tongue were everywhere and he quivered with excitement. His licks at her tiny nipples were hard and frantic and he sucked the little nipples and rings into his mouth painfully, biting down and scaring Staci. He grabbed her ass cheeks and lifted her little body up to his face to plunge his tongue deep into Staci's tight little slit until the tingly warm feeling was welling strong through her little body. He kissed her on her clit ring with a big, wet sopping kiss.
"Oh Staci, Staci, my little Cutie, you're so hot!" Santa said as he fingered her mouth for a quick suck and then probed her tiny tight slit with his finger. "Yes, yes! Staci, at last, you're ready, you're finally ready!" Santa said breathlessly. He could barely contain his enthusiasm while he was pulling Staci's little arms behind her neck and clipping both of her wrist cuffs to the back of her collar.
Staci couldn't remember when Santa's red pants had disappeared. She looked down over his fat belly to see his huge erection pointing up at her little body. She couldn't possibly know that the look of fright on her pretty face as she began to understand what Santa meant to do with his throbbing, thick eight-inch pole of meat just made Santa more excited. Her little pussy flared with warmth and her clit ring drove her crazy as she squirmed, attractively, in Santa's grip.
"Santa, Santa, that's too big, it's too... oh, oh, OH!" Staci's legs were spread over Santa's fat lap and the head of his cock stretched open her tight little slit. It seemed impossible that something so big could fit inside her like that - even though it was barely the head that was impaling her, pushing against her taut, waiting cherry. There was another eight inches of the pole poised below her. Flash! went Santa's camera, capturing the pivotal moment. "Santa, Santa, I'm SCARED! AAAGGHHH!" Santa thrust upward into the little child and ripped away her innocence. Staci screamed and screamed at the pain, but very soon the warm feeling in her pussy couldn't be denied - it was skyrocketing.
Santa's eyes flashed again as his magic coursed through little Staci Austen's six-year-old frame. In a feat that defied physical impossibility he shoved the full eight inches of his eager cock up inside of the tiny child. He thrust and thrust, impossibly fast, raping his little Cutie with everything he had. Flash! went the camera as Staci's first fucking was in full force and she screamed over and over. Santa was forcefully stimulating her insides and her little clit ring was wildly stimulating her clitoris as she jerked up and down on Santa's huge cock.
It finally happened! The tingly warmth in Staci's little pussy exploded. All it took was a huge hot cock up her tight pussy. Nothing had prepared little Staci for the intensity of her first Santa orgasm. Her whole body trembled and her back arched uncontrollably. "Aaaaaagggghhhhhhh!" she screamed. She thought the amazing, overwhelming feeling couldn't possibly get any more intense - but she was wrong.
Santa pounded and pounded into the bouncing little girl. Flash! went his camera to capture her beautiful blonde curls as they started to float back down around her lovely face after one of his vicious thrusts. She was soooo tight! He was about to cum. Any second now. "Staci! You hot little good girl!" Santa bellowed. "Santa. Loves. His. Little. PET!" And just as Santa was about to blow his load into little Staci he reached behind her, grabbed her thick silver metal anal plug and tugged hard on it.
"AAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!" Staci screamed. Her massive orgasm doubled in intensity. The huge anal plug slowly, slowly pulled out of her ass, stretching her massively and tightening her little pussy around Santa's huge member. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she couldn't breathe. Santa's hot cum scalded her insides. She could feel every one of the six huge spurts he planted so very deep in her little body - impossibly deep. Flash! Santa's camera caught the full, amazing intensity of the little six-year-old's ravishment. The anal plug popped out of her ass! And then, thankfully she passed out.
When Staci came to it took her a moment to understand what was happening. She was face down on a padded surface, on her knees. She tried to move, but her wrist cuffs were clipped to her ankle cuffs and her ankle cuffs were secured to the padded table - forcing her legs to be spread wide. She could feel something dribbling out of her poor little slit and it tickled as it ran down the inside of her thighs.
"Ah! Santa's Cutie is back!" Santa said in an enthusiastic voice. "Just in time. Santa was almost ready to continue without you."
Staci wanted to say "no Santa, please!" but she couldn't talk because the big silver metal plug with the beautiful cut red stone jewel was jammed into her mouth again. She just managed to grunt "aaaaa!" Staci saw Santa move behind her and the she felt him grabbing her hips. His hands trembled with his excitement. "Aaaaaaaaaaaa!" Staci manage to grunt when Santa's eager cock was thrust back into her tight little slit from behind.
Santa fucked his little Cutie with amazing vigor for such an ancient being. Staci grunted over and over, biting down on the big metal plug, with her face and chest mashed into the padded surface. She was entirely controlled by Santa, every part of her body and her confused, dumbfounded young mind. And the vigorous motions were yanking over and over again on her little clit ring.
Staci's second massive, overwhelming orgasm took control of her body and shook her like a dog shakes a rat. The massive tremors just made every part of her second brutal rape even more intense. "Aaa, aaa, aaa, aaa, aaa," she grunted mindlessly around the silver metal plug.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes," Santa grunted with his thrusts. Over and over his cock plunged to the hilt in the child's amazingly tight love tunnel. His massive balls slapped against her smooth thighs. It was impossible that he could be driving so deep into such a tiny child, but that was Santa's magic at its best. He fucked on and on, driving her orgasm to last far beyond enjoyment and well into torture. He knew just how insane he was making her, but there was one final defilement to fulfill his overdue lust and excitement.
Santa forced his bare finger up into Staci's little butt hole, driving it as far as possible and probing about with abandon, even as he continued to fuck her as fast as he could. Staci barely noticed the invasion, but there was no way for her to miss what came next. Santa reached forward and quickly slid the big silver metal anal plug from Staci's mouth and brought it to her tiny, unsuspecting ass. And then, in the reverse of the first time he'd raped her, he shoved the big plug against her and pressed hard.
"AAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!" Staci screamed, now that her mouth was clear. The anal plug rammed past her sphincter and deep into her bowels just as Santa began to fill her, once again, with his scalding cum. She screamed and screamed, overwhelmed by the intensity of her redoubled orgasm and the ferocity of Santa's attack.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said as he helped a wobbling, nearly comatose Staci stand in front of him." My little cunt is such a generous child and a tight fuck!" Cum slowly leaked from Staci's little slit and dribbled down her legs into her shiny black shoes, but Santa ignored it as he pulled her prettiest Christmas dress over head. "Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the eighth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Eight Eager Inches,
Seven Fetish Fittings,
Six Spurts of Semen,
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
IX
On the ninth day of the Christmas season little Staci Austen could barely walk. She'd never been so sore in her life. Between Santa and daddy, Staci was no longer sure how many times she'd been fucked. But it was a very good sore! With every step she took her little clit ring, tugged by the heavy jewel between her tingling nipples, rubbed her clitoris and brought back the warm feeling between her legs. With every sore movement she was reminded of the amazing, wonderful explosions of her magic Santa orgasms. Daddy orgasms weren't bad either!
As Staci stood in the very long line of children winding through the ice forest, in her prettiest Christmas dress and her shiny black shoes, with her brushed hair gleaming in the lights, she panted slowly and bit her lip - so very, very close to another climax. It was torture both desperate and somehow pleasant. But it was an itch that must be scratched! In an urgent attempt to find release, Staci quietly remembered back to when her big strong daddy came to her bed in the night, fascinated by her new nose ring. As he peeled back her pajamas and discovered all of her other wonderful Santa presents he'd gotten more and more excited. It was scary when daddy grabbed her nose ring and forced her to take his cock in her mouth, but she'd learned well from Santa how to suck on dicks and swirl her tongue all around and in no time at all daddy was filling her tummy with his seed. Staci closed her eyes and gripped mommy's hand tighter as she carefully remembered what came next: it felt soooo good when daddy tied her to the four corners of her bed and slid his big cock into her tight little slit. Staci had no idea daddy had that much energy. And waking up in the morning on her tummy with daddy pounding away at her was amazing. But even with all her dreamy thoughts of sex with daddy, little Staci couldn't get her frustrating climax to come. She was going crazy!
As soon as mommy and Santa's elf silently and mechanically walked from Santa's little house, Staci jumped into Santa's lap and tore her prettiest Christmas dress off as fast as she could. "Oh Santa, please, please, can I have your big thing in my little slit? Please Santa! It's been hours. I need it!" she cried.
"Oh Joy!" Santa cried out, "Santa's Cutie is truly a little Cock Slave! At last. You make old Santa so happy, Staci. And your wish is my command!" Santa grabbed little Staci by the waist and pulled her close to take a long, hard lick and suck on each of her little nipples as he probed her tight little slit with his finger. She moaned with uncontrolled lust a moment later, when Santa pushed his tongue into her tight little slit and sucked on her clit while he reached around and pulled her big anal plug out of her ass. She nearly climaxed! But alas, no, she still wasn't there.
"Santa, Santa, please!" Staci begged while Santa was pulling her wrists behind her neck and securing them to her pretty red collar with the soft snowy white fur lining and the gleaming silver letters that spelled out something very naughty. Flash! Santa's camera caught the torment on her desperate, pretty little six-year-old face.
"But what will you do for my big old cock, Staci, eh?" Santa asked. He stared into Staci's big, wide blue eyes, with the amazingly long pretty lashes, and let her suck on his finger and roll her tongue around it.
"Ah, ah, OH! I could suck your thing, Santa?" Staci gasped as Santa moved his long probing finger from her mouth to her bottom hole.
Santa just smiled as he lifted Staci onto the little inclined padded table and secured her ankles at the top corners. All the blood rushed to her head as she dangled upside down and she was dizzy in an instant. But Staci knew how to suck and roll her tongue around Santa's thick eager cock even when she was dizzy. It was scary to have Santa thrusting his cock so deep into her mouth - right down her throat! But Staci concentrated hard and soon six big bursts of Santa's scalding cum were coursing up her throat into her tummy, propelled by the force of Santa's ardor for his little cum lover.
"Ho, ho, holy moly!" Santa said after he pulled his shrinking cock from Staci's mouth. "Santa's going to need a few minutes to recover from that!" He smiled at the look of anguished disappointment on Staci's face. Flash! went his camera to catch her torment and the cute little rivulet of cum dribbling from her mouth and down along the side of her cute little upside down nose. "Let's take advantage of this break, little Cutie. Santa has another wonderful present for you."
At the mention of presents Staci's blood went cold. But as was always the case with Santa, there wasn't much she could do about it. And the jewel hanging between her pierced little nipples kept banging against her chin and tickling her to make her jerk about and keep the awful stimulation of her little clitoris going non-stop. Then she saw what upside down Santa was holding in his hand. She didn't know what it was, but it scared her nonetheless. "Oh, Santa, wh-what is that?"
"Now, now. Santa's Cutie mustn't be scared. Just hold still. This will hardly hurt at..."
"Ow, ow, Santa, ow!"
But Santa ignored little Staci's complaints. He knew she was mostly just scared of the unfamiliar equipment and the loud buzzing sound. It wasn't really hurting her - well, not much. And he worked very fast, as only Santa could. In no time he was done with the areas just above her little nipples, the areas that would one day be her very large, perfect breasts. "There! Santa said standing back. Two down, two to go!"
"Ooooh, Santa, it stung! What did you do?" Staci struggled to see. With her arms cuffed behind her neck and hanging upside down it was nearly impossible to see what Santa had done to her chest. It still stung, but the pain was rapidly going away. She strained, and she thought she made out green and red letters, but she couldn't make anything of it. And before she could say anything else Santa was leaning over her with his magic tattoo gun again, working on the area between her belly button and her tight little slit. "Ow, ow, Santa, ow!" she cried.
Little Staci could more easily see that Santa had written a couple of words below her navel, but she had no idea what they said and he wouldn't answer her questions. Instead, he unclipped her wrists from the back of her neck, brought them up to clip next to her ankles and then released her ankles so that she was hanging against the table by her arms, face down. He did this so fast that Staci was dizzy. She barely moaned before Santa's machine was thrumming again and she felt a sting on her lower back.
A moment later Staci was standing in front of a big mirror, looking at her amazing fresh tattoos. Each letter was formed like a beautiful red and green candy-cane. The colors were vibrant and attractive and Staci loved them at once. The two words over each breast formed an arc. The two words below her navel were written vertically and together they formed an arrow pointing to her tight little slit and her pretty, bejeweled clit ring. Flash! Santa's camera caught Staci's look of astonishment at her new tattoos.
"What do they say, Santa?" Staci asked.
Pointing at the little child's flat breasts, Santa said, "These say 'good girl' and 'Santa's Cutie'." But of course the two breast tattoos really read 'COCK SLUT' and 'CUM LOVER.' "And that one," Santa indicated the lower tattoo, "says 'Merry Christmas'." In reality, the pretty words pointing down at Staci's cunt read 'FREE PUSSY.' Gently turning Staci around so that she could look over her shoulder to see the words tattooed in a gentle arc just above her perfect, round little ass, Santa said "and that reads 'Staci loves Santa.' Since Staci couldn't read, she had no idea the candy-cane backward letters above her perfect little bottom actually spelled out 'USE MY ASS.'
Santa beckoned and Staci climbed back up into his lap where he looked into her big blue eyes with a twinkle in his own eyes. "Let me explain your new gifts better," he said. Then he gently touched the tattoo that said 'COCK SLUT.' At once little Staci was overwhelmed with the desire to find Santa's big cock and stroke it. It quickly swelled in her hands. When he next touched the tattoo that read 'CUM LOVER' she found that the only thought in her little head was the need to twist around and get Santa's cock back in her mouth. He let her suck him until he was fully erect again and then he touched the words 'FREE PUSSY.'
Staci went crazy. The desperate desire that she'd been feeling all morning exploded into a need that couldn't be held at bay. She had to have a cock in her pussy! Right now! As fast as she could she squirmed around in Santa's lap and pressed her flaming tight little slit up against his big cock. "Oh god, Santa, Santa, please," she pleaded, looking up into his bearded, smiling face. "Please!"
But Santa took his fingers away and reached behind his little toy to touch the tattoo on her back, the one that read 'USE MY ASS.' A whole new, undeniable sensation overwhelmed little Staci's mind. "Oh, SANTAAAA!" she screamed as Santa lifted her up enough to poise his big cock at the entrance to her ass. "AAAAAGGGHHHH! Yes Santa, yes, yes, oh gosh, oh gosh, yes!!" Orgasm finally flooded the six-year-old's body and relieved the horrible pent-up needed that had been torturing her.
Santa rammed Staci down onto his thick cock until it was fully, impossibly, embedded into the child's ass. She quivered in his lap and cried out in a combination of terror, climax and confusion. Then he started fucking her with long, hard thrusts. Flash! Santa's camera went off, capturing the erotic sight of Staci's first anal rape. Faster and faster Santa fucked the tiny girl's ass. And then he came, like a geyser, filling her insides with his six gigantic spurts of scalding Santa cum. The magic cum drove Staci to the edge of insanity. And then, to complete Staci's total defilement, Santa withdrew his thick cock and quickly forced the huge silver metal anal plug, with its big red cut stone jewel, back into its accustomed position up her tight little ass. Overcome, Staci fainted.
"Ho, ho, ho!" Santa said as Staci came back to consciousness to find that she was already dressed in her prettiest Christmas dress. She could feel a huge amount of magic Santa cum sloshing about inside her. "My little Cutie is such a tight fuck, in both holes, and such a lovely canvas. Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the ninth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Nine Words of Mischief,
Eight Eager Inches,
Seven Fetish Fittings,
Six Spurts of Semen,
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
X.
On the tenth day of the Christmas season, right after daddy crawled out of her bed with a big smile on his face and a promise to come again in the evening, little Staci Austen brushed her long pretty blonde curls until they gleamed and put on her freshly laundered prettiest Christmas dress. But by the time she and her mommy approached Santa's little house, hours later, she was nearly insane with lust. The jewel hanging between her tiny, sore nipples seemed to get heavier and heavier and her little clit ring stimulated her non-stop. Memories of the hard pounding she'd gotten from her daddy all night long just made her torment worse.
Santa seemed just as excited to see Staci as she was excited to get his big, magic cock up into her tight little slit or her tiny constricted bottom hole. Together, they practically ripped her prettiest Christmas dress to shreds in their eagerness to get it off of her. Santa wasted no time licking little Staci's tiny nipples, nipple rings and all, into his mouth for a quick suck. He moaned with eagerness as he slid his tongue into her tight little slit and kissed her on her clit ring.
But then, suddenly, Santa became terribly distraught. "No, no, no," Santa cried. "Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl! This can't be, it can't be!"
"Santa, Santa, what's wrong?" the worried little six-year-old cried.
"Where, oh where is your beautiful red jewel?" Santa said with a stern look into Staci's big blue eyes.
Staci looked down at her naked form and counted her jewels - one in each nipple, one in her belly button, one hanging from the pretty chain between her nipples and one more dangling from her clit ring, driving her insane with erotic need. They were all there! And then Staci's eyes flashed with horror. Daddy had been so insistent on fucking her in her little bottom hole in the shower that morning! And she'd left her beautiful big red cut stone jewel, the one attached to the big silver metal anal plug in the bathroom! "Oh gosh, Santa, I, I,... I forgot it!"
"This is bad, this is very bad," Santa said with a despondent shake of his long thick white beard. "There's only one way to fix this, Staci."
A cold chill ran through Staci at the look on Santa's face. But she didn't fight Santa as he quickly secured each of her wrists cuffs to the corresponding ankle cuff, then lifted her and placed her face down on the little padded table that was no longer inclined. He bound her neck cuff to a bolt in the table. Her butt was high up in the air, her knees spread wide and she could barely move a muscle. Staci quivered in horrified anticipation. Flash! - Santa's camera, captured her intense moment.
"I'm sure this will hurt you more than it hurts me," Staci heard Santa say, "but it's the only way. Santa's Cutie must be a good little girl! Santa has no choice but to punish you for your naughty transgression. But this will set things right and all will be well. There's just too much at stake, little pet."
"Santa, Santa, what are you going to do?" Staci managed to mumble into the little padded table. And then she screamed "OW!!"
Staci's little bottom had a bright red Santa-sized handprint from the first viscious swat of the spanking Santa had begun. "OW! No Santa, PLEASE" she screamed at the second swat. A second handprint, overlapping the first, appeared. Flash! went Santa's camera to capture the perfect handprints before Staci's ass turned a uniform scarlet after Santa's third brutal swat.
Staci was discovering something horrifying. Rather than calming her intense arousal, her painful spanking was augmenting it. "OW! SANTA!" she screamed at the fourth cruel swat. But she could feel herself getting so close to a climax. It was torture. Her fifth nasty swat brought on an onslaught of pleading. "OW!! PLEASE! PLEASE! NO!!"
Santa paused to rest and let the warm sting in his hand calm down. To speed things up he pushed a finger into Staci's pretty little mouth and let her suck it and run her tongue all around it. It was wonderfully soothing. But he had a critical job to complete - he couldn't put it off any longer.
"OWWW!" Staci screamed when Santa returned to her spanking. "Please Santa, Please Santa, stop!" Every muscle in her body was tensed in expectation of the next horrible blow. "OWWWW!!" she sang out when it came. Each terrible spank hurt more than the last as the skin of her sweet round young ass turned hotter and redder. But her climax was so very close. She was terrified of the next swat, but maybe it would bring her orgasm on. "OWWWWW!!" she screamed when the next terrible blow arrived.
Santa needed another break and Staci's pretty little tight slit was right there and waiting, so why not sooth one of his angry fingers in its warm wet embrace. Staci squirmed delightfully, so obviously close to a huge orgasm. But Santa still needed to rest his poor hand. Her little pussy was wonderfully soothing, but her ass would be even better. Santa plunged a finger in to probe at her clenched bottom hole. Soon he was feeling much better!
It was awkward to swat Staci's pretty bum while kneeling behind her on the little padded table, but Santa was a talented being and he managed it just fine. Staci's scream of "OWWWWWWWW!! SANTA!!" was proof positive that he'd managed the feat. His thick, eager cock was ready in his other hand as the final inhuman spank descended at lightening speed onto Staci's fine ass. Flash! Santa's camera caught the final swat in mid swing and the incredible color of Staci's flaming ass.
"AAAAAGGGHHH!!" Staci screamed at her final spank, just as Santa rammed his huge cock into her young, tight, sopping wet slit and her orgasm exploded harder than anything she could conceive. Santa fucked her with frenzy, plunging all eight inches of his cock impossibly deep into the tiny child.
Despite her brutal fucking, the pain from Staci's terrible spanking went on and on. The pain and the orgasm combined to drive her mad, permanently connecting together in her young, impressionable mind. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" she grunted in pain and ecstasy, in time with Santa's long, hard thrust.
Santa pulled his thick cock from Staci's unbelievably tight cunt just in time. He spurted a huge rope of cum across her brilliant red ass. The hot liquid sizzled on the much hotter skin. Load after load of thick semen, six in all, coated Staci's fine ass. Flash! Santa's camera captured the lurid scene. And Santa's magic cum brought blessed, wonderful relief to the little girl. Every square inch of her ass was thickly covered with the goo, so that in no time the red skin cooled, calmed and returned to it's normal milky white hue.
Staci panted hard as she came down from the fucking and pain-induced orgasm.
"Ho, ho, ho," chortled Santa, perfectly happy once again. He helped an unsteady Staci back to her feet and into her prettiest Christmas dress. "My little Cutie is such a tight fuck and she has a hot ass," he said with a chuckle. "Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the tenth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Ten Stinging Spankings,
Nine Words of Mischief,
Eight Eager Inches,
Seven Fetish Fittings,
Six Spurts of Semen,
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
XI.
On the eleventh day of the Christmas season little Staci Austen brushed her hair until it gleamed and carefully put on her prettiest Christmas dress. But first she meticulously washed off all the cum that had dribbled down her legs from the many times daddy had used her pussy and her ass during the night. Then she carefully wrapped her big red cut stone jewel-encrusted anal plug in a thick white cloth to take to Santa. Staci Austen was Santa's Cutie and she was a good little girl - no matter what it took.
The line to see Santa was longer than ever and Staci gripped mommy's hand and tried to wait as patiently as she could as they wound through the ice forest and she recalled every second of Santa and daddy shoving their big cocks deep into her little pussy and bottom hole. She was so desperate. Her little clit ring and the big jewel that hung between her little nipples never stopped stimulating her sex.
And when she finally, finally climbed into Santa's lap she was nearly insane with her lustful need. But Santa licked her tiny nipples as she sucked on his finger and then he soothed her burning need by dipping his talented tongue deep in her little pussy and kissed her tiny clit. Finally, and with great care, Santa unwrapped Staci's big anal plug and smiled at her for being such a good little girl. He probed her tiny, tight, bottom hole with his finger and then he forced the huge plug back in place as Staci gasped.
"I have one more present for you, my little Cutie," Santa said. He probed her tight little slit playfully, teasing her unmercifully.
Staci blanched. "Oh gosh, Santa, really?" she said as terror gripped her. "Do I really need anoth...."
"Don't worry, little pet, this present won't hurt." As he calmed little Staci with his voice, Santa used her pretty little mouth to stimulate his big, old cock. It rapidly grew in her mouth as she sucked and ran her tongue all around it. "I'm sure you'll find this gift most educational."
With his cock fully engorged and eager for action, Santa quickly bound Staci's wrists to the back of the red collar with the soft snowy white fur lining that tickled her neck and had the words 'Staci Austen: Santa's horny little fuck toy' in pretty silver letters. A moment later Staci was on her back on the little padded table in a most vulnerable and frightening position! Santa had lifted her legs back behind her elbows and neck and bound her ankle cuffs to her wrist cuffs. She was folded in half with her sex open to the world. It was the worst bondage Santa had yet inflicted on the poor child.
Flash! Santa's camera captured Staci's terrible predicament.
Staci thought Santa was ready to use one of her tight little holes and, despite her awful bondage, she was eager for it, quivering with need. But Santa was tired from a long night of Christmas preparations and what he really needed was a nice quite relaxing long fuck. So Santa pulled out a huge red ball gag with a bright red leather strap lined with soft snowy white fur. Staci thought, wrongly, that this was her final present and began to say, "Oh Santa, that looks scary. What is tha..." But she was unable to finish as the huge gag filled her mouth and Santa secured it tightly behind her head. The soft snowy white fur tickled horribly.
Flash! Santa's camera loved the look of uncertainty on little Staci's pretty, gagged face.
Santa wasted no more time! Standing at the end of the little padded table he ground his throbbing cock along Staci's tight little slit. He smiled down at his captive little Cutie and his eyes twinkled. "Brace yourself, little pet," he said "and enjoy Santa's last gift!" He thrust his long, thick cock to the hilt in Staci's tiny pussy.
Time stopped. Staci could feel Santa's big pole inside her. She could feel the orgasm that instantly bloomed in her tiny cunt. But everything was frozen. She saw a vision, a phantasm, a manifestation and she new, instantly, that what she saw was her own future. Staci saw a little girl, herself, and she knew with certainty that the version of herself she saw was seven-years-old. She saw the six sparkling red stones and the pretty silver chain as her future self lay on her bed, bound spread-eagled. And then daddy appeared, naked, with his big cock ready. Daddy descended on top of her and brought his cock to the entrance of her little slit. He fucked into his little girl, thrusting faster and faster. "Oh god, oh god, you're still so fucking tight," daddy screamed...
Santa pulled his big cock back and the vision vanished. Then he thrust forward again and Staci moaned with fear and ecstasy into her evil gag and time stopped ...
Staci saw herself, again, and knew at once the taller girl she saw was eight. Her blonde curls were a bit longer but they were still brushed until they gleamed. She stood in her room wearing a very short skirt, a thin blouse and high heeled sandals, looking far too young for the sexy outfit. Then daddy appeared with another man, who looked Staci up and down with a hungry gaze. Then the man gave daddy some money and daddy left. Staci stood perfectly still, trembling slightly as the man unbuttoned her thin blouse. His eyes went wide with amazement as he uncovered Staci's little nipple rings, the nasty words across her breasts, the dangling jewel, ...
A desperate groan escaped past Staci's gag as Santa pulled his dick back and took a third vicious plunge into his pretty little pet Cutie...
Time stopped again. The child in the vision was nine and taller and her hair was shorter and she was naked and straddling the body of a strange black man with an incredibly long cock that disappeared, impossibly, up into her tiny little slit over and over. Her wrists were bound together behind her back and her bejeweled anal plug was firmly secured in her mouth. It was so obvious that the girl, she herself, was in the throws of euphoria. And then, to Staci's surprise, daddy appeared - naked as she. With an eager grin he knelt behind Staci, who twisted to look over her shoulder. He brought his throbbing erection to her bottom hole and and then he touched the words tattooed just above her perfect little ass ...
The world came back and a bolt of lust at the idea of taking two men at once rocked Staci's young mind. And then Santa shoved again ...
A ten-year-old Staci was face down over the principal's desk at Staci's school, with her school skirt flipped up over her back and the words 'USE MY ASS' clearly visible. It was a position she knew all too well. There were red marks across her milky white skin where the principal had used his ruler. The nasty man pulled his cock out of Staci's cunt and his thick cum flowed down her...
The jolly old fat man's cock was pulled back and the world crashed back into Staci's confused, lust-filled, orgasmic mind and then Santa gave the hardest thrust yet and ...
Staci saw herself again, eleven-years-old, with actual, small breasts from which her little nipple ornaments hung enticingly. She was in a strange place - a bedroom but not a bedroom. There were three big video cameras and cameramen and huge bright lights and another man was yelling for action. Daddy was watching from off stage and then the two other large men with ski masks grabbed eleven-year-old Staci and ...
Terror widened Staci's eyes and she saw Santa glaring down on her with eyes that had turned crimson and then he drove his cock into ....
A twelve-year-old Staci was on her hands and knees on the floor of her family's living room with her ankles and wrist cuffs attached to two long metal bars, with a cross bar connecting them. A brightly decorated Christmas tree lit up the room with festive, warm colors that twinkled off the jewels hanging from her nipples, belly button, clit and chain. The terrible chain that tortured her so cruelly was pulled incredibly tight, because Staci was eight months pregnant. Her breasts were much bigger, but her little slit was still hairless and tight, as she knew it would always be. The jewel covering her little ass flashed. Twelve-year-old Staci was beside herself with desperate need, but just then daddy and her uncle Jeff appeared. Daddy knelt in front of her and Staci begged and begged to be fucked. She took daddy's offered cock down her throat as Uncle Jeff got in position behind her...
"Mmmmm!" Staci moaned around her gag as the world returned. But Santa was ready and he shoved back into her with incredible force...
Staci was on a stage at a party, where scores of young frat boys drank and hollered and watched her dance to the loud, raucous music. Her thirteen-year-old body was much better developed, with medium sized breasts and curvaceous, alluring young hips. As she began to seductively strip off her thin top the boys cheered loudly, especially at the sight of her tattoos and nipple piercings. In moments she was naked in front of the frenzied throng and hands were groping, reaching up to pull her down into the...
The world spun. Staci saw Santa, poised, smiling and then he propelled his thick cock forward...
Staci was admiring herself in a mirror. At fifteen-years-old she had the body of a goddess. Large perfect breasts - better than anything any surgeon had ever created - and she knew they would stay that way forever. Her long, gleaming blonde hair fell around her face and half way down her back. All her piercings looked as new as the day Santa had fit them, nearly a decade earlier. Her tattoos still had the same vibrant red and green candy-cane letters, spelling out the same horrifying messages. And she was still as tight as she'd been as a six-year-old. Four strange men walked into view, older men in well-cut suits. The leader came up behind Staci, smiling at her in the mirror as the other three men began to take their clothes off. He reached around her, taking a large breast in one hand and placing his other hand over Staci's 'FREE PUSSY' tattoo. The goddess arched her back into the man and moaned and ...
Santa's cock pulled back so far that only the very tip was still parting Staci's tight little slit and the world came rushing back. Her head swam with all the visions as Santa jammed his cock in to the hilt again...
The movie studio was just as bright as before. A very pregnant, sixteen-year-old Staci was face up in the middle of the bed atop a big, fat, black man. His impossibly big cock was impossibly deep in her impossibly tight ass. "Fuck, fuck, take that you hot whore!" the man was yelling. The cameras loved the gorgeous, pregnant girl and her many piercings and tattoos...
"Oh my, oh my!" Santa groaned as he pulled his cock nearly out of Staci's tight little slit. He wasn't sure he was going to last long enough to finish her present, but he concentrated hard and slammed his fat belly forward...
Staci was eighteen and it was her little daughter's sixth birthday and they had just finished the cake. But now Staci was bound to a chair, gagged and forced to watch as her graying daddy tied her little daughter down to a little padded table. He showed both of them the pretty golden piercings he'd picked out for the tiny child's sixth birthday - and the tiny golden chain that would connect her clit ring to her nipple rings, just like Staci's. And the tattoo artist stood ready to ply his trade on the birthday girl - in exchange for a week's use of Staci ...
Santa's cock was pulled back one last time, bringing Staci back to her six-year-old world and then he rammed forward like a bolt of lightning and...
A twenty-year-old Staci was bound on her hands and knees again. Her fantastic breasts hung down and swayed, adding to the tormenting sensations from the little clit ring that still kept her aroused twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. She needed a cock so badly! Daddy was sitting there, watching and smiling. In his lap, Staci's little eight-year-old daughter was riding daddy's big cock. A huge dog appeared and padded forward to sniff at Staci's dripping...
No longer able to hold back, Santa ripped his cock out of the six-year-old girl and aimed it forward. Staci's eyes snapped open as the real world crashed back around her. A huge geyser of Santa's magic cum erupted from the end of his cock. Flash! Santa's camera caught the gigantic flood of cum in mid air, perfectly arching towards Staci's gorgeous, gagged face, just before it coated her with slime. Five more unbelievably huge spurts of Santa's magic cum rained down on Staci's bound little body, covering her completely.
Flash! Santa's camera memorialized the dripping, oozing mess.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa chortled. Staci was still covered with gooey cum as Santa pulled her prettiest Christmas dress over her head again. He had her back on her feet but she could barely stand as the terrifying visions of her future swam through her young mind. "Oh my, oh my," Santa said. "Staci, my little pet, you'll always have the hottest ass, and don't you forget it! Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl."
On the eleventh day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Eleven Frightening Futures,
Ten Stinging Spankings,
Nine Words of Mischief,
Eight Eager Inches,
Seven Fetish Fittings,
Six Spurts of Semen,
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
XII.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, which happened to be Christmas Eve, little Staci Austen had trouble getting out of bed. It was a day off for daddy and he was very reluctant to let the fantastic little six-year-old sex toy get away from him. Three times he clawed her back into bed to empty another load of his seed into one of her warm, wet, wonderful holes as she squirmed in ecstatic, orgasmic bliss. He never seemed to question how it was that he could fuck her so many times without running dry. He was too busy thinking up new ways to use her bondage cuffs and piercings and those oh-so-wonderful tattoos.
But finally Staci begged her strong daddy to let her get ready to go see Santa. She even got him to put her anal plug back into her tight little bottom hole. Then she brushed her hair until it gleamed and put on her prettiest Christmas dress, which was getting a little bit limp from all the washings mommy had given it. Dried on cum does not wash out easily.
It was rather late by the time Staci and her mommy were holding hands in the line to Santa's house, but that was okay because most of the boys and girls had already seen Santa and were home with their families enjoying the beginning of Christmas and dreaming of the wonderful presents Santa was going to bring them by Christmas morning. So Staci didn't have to wait long to see Santa.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa said as little Staci climbed up into his lap and pulled her prettiest Christmas dress over her head. He continued his greeting by licking and sucking each of her tiny nipples as she quivered with delight. Then he probed at her mouth and her pussy and finally, after removing her big plug, her ass, with his long bony finger. Staci shivered at the familiar touch of her wonderful Santa. The tingly warmth was driving her crazy. Then Santa pulled her tight and his long tongue found the inside of her tight little slit and his long white beard tickled the inside of her thighs terribly. But she loved it and she trembled from head to toe.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa repeated. "Santa's Cutie has learned her part so well! And now, here she is again - to fulfill her destiny and make all the good little boys and girls of the world happy. Are you ready, my little pet? There's a great deal riding on you."
Staci's eyes went wide with wonder. What could Santa be talking about? "I, I don't know, Santa," she whispered back to him.
"I think you are ready, little Staci, I think you are. But it's Christmas Eve and it's late and Santa must be away soon on his long night of deliveries. We must get to it!"
"O-Okay, Santa, yes, yes!"
"Now remember, little Cutie, you mustn't make any quick movements or loud noises. And you must be very docile - or you're apt to frighten them, which wouldn't do, it wouldn't do at all. This will help."
Santa produced a long red leather leash. It perfectly matched Staci's bondage cuffs, right down to the soft snowy white fur lining inside the handle. And the silver metal of the snap hook at the other end perfectly matched her big, hard anal plug. Staci wasn't sure she liked the look of the leash and she was proven right when Santa clipped the leash to her nose ring!
Down on her hands and knees, Staci found that she couldn't get up. She could only meekly crawl after Santa as he led her around the little house, pulling her by her nose. And then, for the first time ever, she left the little house with Santa, out into the big mall. But it wasn't the mall at all. It was a big field of snowy white - a real ice forest.
And there, in the ice forest was a miniature sleigh and twelve tiny reindeer, milling about, nibbling at the white ice-grass. Staci counted the reindeer, twice. "Santa," Staci asked, "are those your reindeer?"
"Ah, Santa's Cutie is a perceptive little girl!" Santa said.
"But Santa, I thought you only had eight reindeer."
Santa's face turned beet red and steam blew out his ears. "That damn poet!" he bellowed. "He tells the whole fucking planet that Santa only has eight reindeer! And don't get me started on that whole 'down the chimney' bullshit! Have you ever heard anything so stupid in your..." Santa stopped yelling and took several deep breaths to calm down. "No, Staci, my sweet little toy, Santa has twelve reindeer. Let me introduce them to you."
Pulling at her nose, Santa made Staci crawl into the middle of the herd of reindeer. They looked up at her with curious and oddly intelligent eyes. Even though they were miniature reindeer, they were all much bigger than Staci, each about the size of a Great Dane.
"Here's Dasher, and Dancer," Santa began, pointing at two of the reindeer in turn. "Then we've got Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, and those two, Donner, and Blitzen. And finally the youngsters, John, Paul, George and Ringo." As he introduced the individual reindeer, they began to gather around Staci, crowding in closer and closer. They were beautiful animals, but the number and size of them was intimidating. Their musky odor was strong and overwhelming. Staci jerked and gasped loudly when Donner nuzzled her flank with his big cold nose. Then Cupid did the same. She screamed outright when George pressed his big, cold muzzle between her thighs to get a better whiff of her aroused sex.
"Santa, Santa, what do they want?" Staci pleaded in her frightened little girl voice.
"Why, they want to fly of course," Santa boomed. "They're magic flying reindeer and this is the one night of the year when they get to fly and fly, pulling Santa's sleigh all around the world as he delivers toys and goodies to all the good little children. They love to fly above anything in the whole world. Well, I suppose there's one other thing they like as much as flying."
"I don't understand Sa... OH! OH! Ooooh." Staci couldn't help reacting when Blitzen and Vixen simultaneously lashed their tongues across her tiny nipples and swirled them around her little nipple jewels. "Ahhh! Santa! OH!" she cried out a second later. Ringo had swiped his long, rough tongue through her tight little slit.
"Don't you see, Staci? This is why Santa has to choose a Cutie every year, and train her and control her - so that his magnificent team of reindeer can fly. Only Santa's Cutie has the power to charge up the reindeer's magic enough to get them into the air and to sustain the thousands and thousands of miles they have to fly. And this year, you're that special Cutie, Staci, and it's time for you to realize your duty."
"But Santa, what do - oh, oh, oh! - I have to do? Ohhhhhh!" Staci gasped when Paul's tongue was rudely pushed deep into her tight little slit. The warmth of his tongue combined with the cold wetness of his nose on her thighs was both exhilarating and dreadful.
"I think you know what you have to do, my little pet," Santa answered.
Staci looked up into Santa's jolly face and her eyes went wide with comprehension. "Oh!" was all she said. She looked quickly around the herd of reindeer, noticing that all of them were clearly male. And even as she watched, several of the beasts began to show erections under their bellys - long, thick poles of throbbing flesh nearly a foot long and at least as thick as Santa's big monster. They might be miniature reindeer, but they were hung like ponies. And then the first of the randy beasts jumped onto Staci's back, wrapping his front hooves around her tiny little waist. "Santa, Santa, I'm scared!! Aaaggghhhh!!"
It was, fittingly enough, Cupid, who became Staci's first reindeer lover. His twelve inches of hard cock entered her fast and furious. Arching his back, he was, impossibly, able to ram the full foot of his maleness into Staci's tiny cunt, until his large black balls were slapping against her thighs with each of his powerful thrusts. To Staci it felt as if his cock was penetrating up past her lungs, which it nearly was.
Orgasm instantly overwhelmed the pretty little girl. She realized that everything had led to this moment - Santa had made her into what she needed to be to serve this terrible purpose, and from her visions she new the terrible cost. But the insane pleasure of her reaction to being raped by a beast was unbelievable. She would never, ever, have given up this amazing feeling - even to save herself from all that had happened or was to come.
Flash! Santa's camera captured the moment, just as Cupid reared back his head and gave off a bellow - a rutting baa of sexual joy.
Staci screamed yet again as she felt the power of the jet of hot reindeer cum that invaded her insides. Blast after blast. The big beast must have an incredible amount of cum in his balls. But as quickly as Cupid ejaculated into the little girl, he pulled out of her and dropped back to the ground, wandering off to munch again at the strange white grass.
"Oh gosh, Santa, Santa, it's too much!" Staci cried. She could feel the hot cum dribbling out and down her little legs.
"Oh yes, little Cutie!" Santa said. "My magic reindeer are well-known for the volume of their emissions. And they can't fly until they are completely drained - every drop. But don't worry, sweet Staci, it usually only takes twice to empty them out - except for old Dasher, he's a three times the charm kinda guy."
"Twice?" Staci asked, aghast. "Oh, oh, oh!" she screamed as another reindeer, George this time, jumped on her back and started to poke at her with his massive organ.
"Don't worry, Staci, there's plenty of time - the boys know how to use both ends." Santa said with a big smile.
"They wha...? Mmmphh!" Vixen reared up on his hind legs, with his front hooves carefully balanced on Staci's shoulder. Just as he did this, Santa pulled up on Staci's nose ring, forcing her head back and putting her mouth at just the right height. Vixen's long, thick cock cut off her words as he pushed past her pretty lips. Staci instantly recognized the reindeer's intention to fully embed his magic cock into her little body, so she concentrated hard to swallow the huge member. Thank goodness for all her practice with daddy!
Truly spitted by two foot-long reindeer cocks, Staci was completely helpless. But every moment of the experience was glorious! Her body shook with uncontrolled bliss.
Flash! Santa's camera saved the amazing sight.
When the two horny reindeer came in Staci's little body at the same moment she nearly passed out. But Santa couldn't let her do that - there was far too much work to be done. Her stomach and womb were both flooded with cum. And in just seconds, the two reindeer were replaced, by John in her throat and Dasher, the first of the reindeer to find his way into Staci's incredibly tight little ass. But then Dasher had every intention of using Staci's tight little slit and her pretty little mouth too before he was ready to fly.
When the two reindeer were ready to ejaculate, amazingly, both of them chose to withdraw from Staci's little body and spray her from the outside with huge quantities of hot reindeer seed. Her face and ass were coated with cum, which quickly dripped down all around Staci. She got a big mouthful of John's hot semen that was acrid, viscous and vile but Staci swallowed it down her throat.
Again and again Staci was filled from front and back with gigantic reindeer cocks. It went on and on and she lost track of how many times the reindeer raped her. Soon she was coated in musky, warm cum that horribly tickled her helpless body as it dribbled along legs and arms, nipples and navel. Dancer, Blitzen, Paul, Prancer - reindeer by reindeer they jumped onto her back or balanced delicately on her shoulders and forced her to take their long, magic, throbbing cocks into her body.
Flash! Staci's ass was filled to the brim with Donner's cock, the best hung of all the well-hung beasts.
Flash! Staci's face was completely coated with Ringo's amazing volume of hot emission.
Even Santa had to get into the act. The sight of Staci being raped over and over by his magic reindeer was just too erotic and he couldn't control himself. Just as Comet rammed his quivering, twelve-inch sausage fully into Staci's still-tight ass, Santa knelt and forced his thick cock into her sweet, pretty mouth. Staci sucked on the big monster, and rolled her tongue all around it, just like she'd been trained. It didn't take long for Santa and Comet, groaning and baa'ing, to each unload six huge spurts of hot, thick sperm into the tiny girl.
On and on Staci's ordeal continued, until every reindeer was drained of every drop of reindeer seed and Staci was quivering on the cold ground in a pool of their emissions.
"Ho, ho, ho," Santa chortled aloud as he pulled Staci to her feet by her awful nose ring, then unclipped her pretty red leather leash. Beyond exhaustion, Staci could barely stand by herself and she was still drenched in reindeer cum, but Santa pulled her prettiest Christmas dress over her head regardless. "Oh! My little pet, you have been the perfect Santa's Cutie. Now watch the beautiful magic you have unleashed and marvel on all the little children you have helped this Christmas Eve night." With that, Santa climbed into his sleigh, and took up the reins that were already hitched to the twelve excited, stomping little reindeer. He snapped the reins and as one the reindeer began to run, then lifted smoothly into the air. Santa's sleigh climbed and climbed, then it looped back towards little Staci. As Santa and the reindeer swooped low Santa's deep, kindly, old voice rang out - "Merry Christmas Staci. Now run along, your mother will be waiting. And don't forget - Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl!"
On the twelfth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Twelve Randy Reindeer,
Eleven Frightening Futures,
Ten Stinging Spankings,
Nine Words of Mischief,
Eight Eager Inches,
Seven Fetish Fittings,
Six Spurts of Semen,
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
Epilogue
On Christmas morning, little Staci Austen couldn't get up. Or rather she couldn't get up until daddy finished pounding her fine, tight, little ass and then untied her from the bondage horse he'd installed in her room on his day off. But Staci didn't mind. She knew that she'd gotten more than her share of presents from Santa, like the five wonderful orgasms she'd had during the night with daddy, so there probably wasn't anything waiting for her under the Christmas tree.
But Stacy was wrong. Under the Christmas tree there was a very special box, with a big red bow and a label that read 'To Santa's Cutie, From Santa.' Daddy and mommy gathered around as Staci opened the box and they exclaimed happily with each item she pulled out of the small sea of red tissue paper inside. First there was the big red ballgag with the pretty red leather fittings that were lined with soft snowy white fur. Then there was a very large, lifelike, vibrating black dildo with a little label that read 'for emergencies.' Next Staci found the long, pretty red leather leash - but daddy snatched that up at once and his eyes went wide with excitement. At the bottom of the box Staci found a beautiful red leather photo album. And as she leafed through the album she found bright, shiny prints of every one of the thirty-six photos Santa's camera had Flashed! during her visits to the jolly old man. Slowly leafing through the big album was like reliving all her experiences with Santa again. Staci had to take a break halfway through the album to beg daddy to fuck her one more time. He was happy to oblige, but he did insist on using her new leash for a few minutes of foreplay.
And finally, at the back of the big photo album, pasted to the final page, was a letter from Santa. Since Staci couldn't read, mommy read the letter to her:
Dear Staci,
You were a very fine Santa's Cutie! All the reindeer liked you very much and they were so happy to get to fly once again. But the time has come for you to make a very important choice. In the very bottom of your present you will find one last small box - Santa's final present to his little Cutie. In the box there are two buttons - one white and one black. You must pick one - but the choice of button is yours. If you pick the white button then you will forever be Santa's Cutie and all of Santa's presents will stay with you always. If you choose the black button, it will be as if you were never Santa's Cutie - you'll just be a normal little girl and no-one, including you, will have any memories of anything that happened since you first met me in my little house at the mall. So choose wisely, little Staci Austen. But remember, Santa's Cutie is always a good little girl!
Merry Christmas,
Santa
Staci quickly found the little box in the depths of the big box and indeed, when she pushed back the hinged, velvet lid it held a white button and a black button. Staci looked from her mommy to her daddy and back to the little box with wide eyes. She trembled and thought and remembered and pondered and as as she did she quietly sang to herself:
On the twelfth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
Twelve Randy Reindeer,
Eleven Frightening Futures,
Ten Stinging Spankings,
Nine Words of Mischief,
Eight Eager Inches,
Seven Fetish Fittings,
Six Spurts of Semen,
FIVE BONDAGE CUFFS!
Four Dirty Pics,
Three Finger Probes,
Two Nipple Licks,
And A Kiss on the Place where I Pee!
And when the lyrical song was finished, little Staci Austen reached out and she pushed...
The end. And Merry Christmas to all!
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