What Good Girls Get for Xmas

This Xmas, my master decided that I should have my picture taken with Santa and set about making all of the arrangements to make this happen. He said that he wanted a festive picture of his slut to commemorate the holidays and he'd let me know what he wanted to me to wear for the occasion.

A few days after he let me know about the pictures, he presented me with a new outfit which consisted of a tight white button-up dress shirt, a short black pleated skirt, a white push up bra, a pair of silky white bikini panties, white knee socks, and black flat shoes. He told me to have a long hot bath and to get all dolled up for the pictures, so I spent hours getting ready. Since I know that I need to be ready for anything that he decides.. I made sure that I was trimmed nicely, shaved my pussy lips nice and smooth, shaved my legs.. and rubbed cocoa butter into my skin so I smelled nice and sweet the way he likes. Once I was all dressed, I curled my hair into a mass of ringlets and put on my makeup.

I waited for my master at the front door a few minutes before he wanted me to be ready, I felt a little under dressed to go out in the cold. My blouse buttoned only up to under my breasts, leaving them quite exposed, and the skirt that he'd given me only came to a few inches under my ass.

My master slipped a satin blindfold over my eyes and led me out to the car. We drove for a while, him telling me how much he was looking forward to seeing some festive pictures. I couldn't help but wonder what he had up his sleeve, but I know from experience that it's best to not try to figure out what he's got in mind and just let things unfold.

We got to our destination, and my master helped me out of the car, still blindfolded. He led me inside a building, and my shoes made sharp clicking noises on the tiles as we walked down a hallway. I heard him greet someone with a low rumbly voice and then he slipped off my blindfold and let me see that I was in some sort of studio set up for Christmas pictures like you'd see in a mall. My master said that he'd go wait in the waiting room while we went to work and left the room.

From behind a wall of camera and lighting equipment came a waifish woman dressed as an elf. She commented to a man who I hadn't noticed about needing a bit of time before she was ready; he was sitting in the big chair facing the lighting equipment.

The man, dressed as Santa of course, looked at me over his shoulder and smiled. "Don't be shy, come over and sit on Santa's knee". I smiled, wondering about the childishness of this whole situation, but since I'm so used to doing as I'm told, I did as he asked. I walked over to the photography set and sit myself down on Santa's knee demurely cross-wise across his legs, a little shy in a place that was usually for children to get their pictures taken.

Santa smiled at me and slid his arm around the back of my waist, he didn't seem to be one of those cheap mall Santas with a big fake beard; he looked like one of the men who cultivates that Santa look on purpose to add an air of validity to the whole role. I told him that he looked pretty genuine but that he was lacking a bit in the belly area. He just laughed and told me that delivering presents was a lot more work than people thought and he needed to keep in decent shape to get the job done.

I noticed that Santa was taking advantage of his birds-eye view into my cleavage while we talked. I'm pretty used to having my breasts stared at, but having a childhood icon like that ogling my tits was definitely a new experience. As we chatted, I could feel his hand rubbing my back slowly, relaxing me. I vaguely wondered what his assistant was doing fiddling with the equipment, but didn't really care because I was enjoying the attention so much.

"So little girl," he said wryly, "tell Santa what you want for Christmas". I laughed and told him that I was happy to get whatever I was given. He smiled and rubbed my upper thigh with his white gloved hand. I could feel my thighs part a little, almost of their own accord and he took the opportunity to stroke the inside of my thigh. "I think that you should turn and face the camera", he said. I looked up and saw his assistant at the other end of the room behind the camera, giving him a wave. I turned my legs parallel to his and gave the camera a flushed grin. The elf gave Santa a thumbs up and kept clicking away.

Santa slipped his arms around my midriff, leaning me back against him. He slipped one gloved hand up to my breast, cupping it through the fabric, commenting on how my hardening nipples would look in my master's Xmas pictures. I felt a twinge of panic for a moment, wondering where my master was and just what I was ~supposed~ to be doing here. I didn't want to get carried away and then get into trouble. He squeezed my breast harder and told me that my master had paid him to get memorable Christmas pictures of his dirty slut, so that's what we were going to do. With burning hot cheeks, I nodded, afraid to displease my master and too aroused to argue anyways.

Santa tugged the front of my blouse down a bit, letting my bra peek out of the deep v-neck then while the elf girl kept on clicking, pulled the bra cups down so that my breasts were bare, thrusting up and outward. My pierced nipples were achingly hard in the cool air and he squeezed my breasts hard then with is gloved fingers pulled and pinched hard on the tips of my nipples. Involuntarily, I groaned deeply, feeling my pussy pulse between my thighs. He whispered in my ear for me to put my legs up on the arms of his big chair, and I did, spreading my legs wide open, giving the camera a perfect up-skirt shot. My panties felt cool immediately as their dampness was exposed to the air and I could feel Santa's cock throbbing against the crack of my ass while he tortured my aching nipples.

He slid one of his gloved hands down between my spread thighs and pulled my little skirt up, then reached farther and rubbed his fingers against the dap crotch of my panties, feeling their wetness. "Stand up," he instructed me, and I clambered off his lap, not knowing what to do next. I felt him reach up and slide my panties down over my ass to my ankles. "Touch your toes", he grunted at me and I bent down, feeling my ass exposed as I waited for my next instruction. I felt him stroke my wet bare pussy lips with his finger, the cotton fabric rough against my swollen pussy lips. I smelled the sweet scent of peppermint and then the feeling of something hard rub between my lips. Immediately, my pussy tingled with the heat of a thick candy cane stick as he slid it over and over against between my cunt lips. I moaned as I felt the burning heat of peppermint make my pussy lips swell and throb. He murmured encouragement and then slid the candy stick deep into my dripping cunt. I could feel my cunt drooling profusely from the peppermint burn as he slid the stick out of my pussy. I groaned, mistakenly thinking that I was getting a reprieve as he then slid the slick candy stick gently into my tight little asshole.

I could feel pussy juices dripping down my thighs while he worked the long thick candy cane deep into my ass. I couldn't help but groan pathetically as I stood, still folded in half before him with my pussy and my ass both burning and throbbing. I was vaguely aware of the sound of a shutter clicking away, but was so intent on doing what I was told and the overwhelming arousal that I couldn't focus on Santa's helper at all. Santa eventually took pity on me and removed the candy cane from my ass. I stayed still, waiting for my next instruction and felt him lean forward, his whiskers brushing my thighs and pussy. I felt his hot tongue lick my juices from my puffy swollen cunt lips and up to my asshole where he moaned delightedly as he tongue fucked my ass for a few strokes. As he leaned back, he pulled me back with him, making me stand up and as I sat back he spread my asshole with his long hard cock. I could see his elf much closer now, she'd pulled her camera tripod to a few meters away now and was grinning broadly as she kept taking pictures.

Santa sat me right back on his cock, making me take every inch of it deep inside my throbbing, tingling ass. "Spread your thighs nice and wide for the camera", the assistant suggested. Santa pulled my legs apart so that they were hanging over the arms of his chair again and I was spread obscenely for the camera with my pussy drooling and swollen and my asshole stretched wide around his cock. Santa thrust into my ass from underneath me, wrapping his arms around me again to grope my tits and hurt my nipples.. making me squeal and squirm on his cock.

Santa's helper moved in closer, her camera clicking away. Santa whispered in my ear, "Reach down and spread your cunt lips for her", he said. I obeyed immediately, holding my pulsing cunt lips open wide for the camera. His helper purred delightedly as I spread myself open for her.. taking pictures with one hand while she reached out and slide her finger into my glistening snatch. I moaned loudly, writhing on Santa's cock while the elf put her camera up on the tripod and set it to take pictures every few seconds automatically. She lapped up my minty scented juices with her hot little tongue and resumed fingering my throbbing cunt. I groaned loudly, and Santa resumed thrusting his hard cock into my tight asshole from below me. Santa held onto my tits hard as he fucked my ass, squeezing the nipples painfully hard between his fingers while he drove his cock over and over deep into my ass. His helper relentlessly ate out my cunt, stopping only to lick the juices off Santa's balls as they trickled down.

I groaned and panted like a slut in heat, revelling in the sensations and the attention; so hot from the dirtiness of the whole situation, egged on the elf's occasional stopping to use her camera.. until I felt Santa squeeze my tits extra hard and fill my ass with a hot load of cum. He groaned and panted under me, then went back to pawing at my tits, telling me to spread my legs wider.. open my cunt wider for his helper to eat my slutty cunt. Santa told me that for him to bring me any presents this year I was going to have to cum for him. I spread my lips wide open while Santa pulled hard on my nipples, I could feel the pain of it making my clit throb.. the girl's lips wrapped around my clit while she sucked it hard, her fingers deep inside my cunt. With the knowledge that it was all being recorded for my master, I came hard, my body spasming, tears running from the edges of my eyes.

As I lay there spent across Santa's lap, my master came out and let me know that he'd been watching the whole time. He took me home and gave me a warm bath, told me that I'd done a very good job for him and he was looking forward to sharing his holiday photos with his friends.