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Kate Richards of Evil Mistress Kate fame reprises last year’s wildly popular Sex Toy Story, a finish-the-story challenge. This time, her story is set in Missy and Kevin’s home, which was the location for Kate’s Spank or Treat story this year and for the Witty Bard flash fiction contest prize–a roleplay spanking with Evil Mistress Kate.
While the main couple in this story prompt is heterosexual, feel free to change gender as best suits your imaginative preferences.
Governing Ana is not responsible for NSFA (Not Safe For Ana) material. Please keep your story endings PG-13 or under. Thank you!
’Twas the night before Christmas and all through the dungeon
Missy Sue had strewn greenery to fight winter’s doldrums
The floggers were hung on their hooks with great care
In hopes that someone playful might soon be there
And Missy Sue in her nightie
And her Sir, hand raised to slap
Were settled on the sofa
She was over his lap
The sharp buzz of the doorbell jerked Missy Sue out of her daze. With her silky red Christmas nightie lifted over her back and her bare bottom stinging from the holiday spanking Kevin called her first present, she glared at the door. Their new cat, Barlow, rode past on the Roomba, further breaking the mood.
“Don’t answer it.” She drew a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to regain the space she so enjoyed. The scent of the Christmas tree just a couple of feet from her nose and the spicy mulled wine on the stove combined with the flickering Yule log in the fireplace to create a magical ambiance for their first Christmas as husband and wife. “It’s probably more of those freaky neighbors. Mr. Anderson was chasing old lady Hendrix when Mrs. Blakely caught him, and they all groped at each other then disappeared into his house.” What was it about an old wrinkled fellow of at least eighty in light-up Rudolph boxers that brought out the animal in the ladies?
He brought his hand down in a sharp swat and she jumped. “You topping from over my lap, Missy?”
She shook her head. “No, sir, it’s just that…owww.”
“I hate to say it but they might call us freaky if they got a look at the Kinky Kingdom downstairs.”
“At least we keep it in the house!”
From out on the porch there arose such a rapping
Kevin swooped her to her feet and gave her bottom a whapping
Away to the doorway she flew like a flash
Peeked through the peephole
And opened the door with a clash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave a luster of midday to objects below
When what to her wondering eye should appear
But a special surprise from Kevin so dear
With a tall sexy lady so gorgeous and sweet
She knew in a moment she was her Christmas treat
Her eyes how they twinkled,
Her dimples so merry
Her cheeks were like roses
Her nose like a cherry
The cold air whipped around them but Missy was stunned to ecstatic silence. On the steps stood the sexiest blonde witch ever, their good friend and sometimes playmate, in a long, black coat open to reveal an elegant red dress molded to her voluptuous breasts and scooping along her small waist and flaring hips. Her arms were filled with boxes and she had a twinkle in her eye. “Regine!” This must be her second present! “I thought you were in Florida on business…when did you get back?”
“Merry Christmas, Regine” Kevin appeared beside her, chuckling. “Let me take some of those packages from you.” He relieved her of all of them and added a lingering kiss to her lips.
Missy watched with pleasure.
Their friend was a switch, which made for interesting times, since she never knew until they got started which role the blonde was taking
Missy’s cheeks heated, but Regine, with her arms now free, used them to embrace Missy, holding her tight and dipping her head to press her chilled lips against hers. Missy shivered from the cold and the kiss and slipped rapidly back toward the subspace she’d been riding when the doorbell rang. Regine’s tongue teased her lips apart and lapped the inside of her mouth with the same slow strokes she’d used on several occasions when Missy was tied down, her legs spread eagled and ….
“Missy!” Kevin’s firm voice drew her back again. What was it about these two together who could send her off into places she’d never dreamed even existed. Places of mindless ecstasy, of endless orgasms, of…. She gulped and tried to even her breathing as Regine left one arm wrapped around her waist, only stepping aside to shrug off her coat and hang it on the coatrack and they moved over to the fireplace together. Kevin closed the door with a click and flicked off the lights. Behind them, she heard the rustle as he laid the gifts under the tree with the others. Even though Regine hadn’t agreed to spend the holidays with them, claiming she didn’t want to come home from her meetings for a few days and have to fly right back to Florida…
Only the multicolored glow of the twinkling tree lights and the red-orange flames of the burning log provided any illumination. Missy’s heart thudded in anticipation of their night together. When Kevin took her arm and drew her down to the fluffy rug in front of the hearth, she noticed he still held one small package wrapped in shiny red paper tied with a giant gold bow.
He lifted it and showed it to Regine, who’d followed them down and sat on the rug on the other side of Missy. “This the one?”
Regine nodded and smiled, showing so many teeth, Missy knew she was in trouble. They’d gone from A Visit from Saint Nicholas to another sort of tale entirely.
“My what big teeth you have,” she murmured and the other two laughed.
“The better to eat you with, my darling,” Regine replied in kind, and Missy’s stomach flipped.
Regine urged her to sit up and grasped the hem of her silky nighty. She tugged it over her head and Missy sat naked between the two people she would most choose to spend Christmas with. Regine still wore her red dress which draped over her over-the-knee heeled black leather boots and her handsome husband his maroon robe unbelted over black silk pajama pants tented with his erection. Her mouth watered…for both of them.
But her eyes were drawn to the wrapped gift. “Sir…what is it?”
He grinned at Regine and winked. “How would I know? Perhaps you should ask Regine.” He knew, the devil, but he was like a child at Christmas. In fact, she’d fallen in love with him on their third date when he invited her to dinner and they ended up driving around town instead, admiring Christmas lights.
Still, she could play along. “Regine, what’s in the box?”
Rather than answering, the blonde bent past her to kiss Kevin and the issue of a gift drifted into the back of Missy’s mind. The flames in the fireplace cast their faces in shadow, but surrounded them in a halo of light. Dark hair and pale, they were so elegant, so beautiful her heart squeezed in yearning. She felt so ordinary, so earthbound next to them. But, at the same time, Missy soaked in the magic that their kiss brought to the night.
To Christmas, the most magical night of the year, when dreams came true.
Kevin and Regine held their kiss for a long, sweet moment. She marveled that no jealousy marred the relationship that grew between the three of them
The first time she’d thought of it in that way.
But it was true. Their times together had stretched from overnights to weekends. And Regine spent more time at their home then her own. Perhaps she didn’t need a separate home? Watching the two break apart and turn to focus on her, she decided to wait until morning. Over their special Christmas pancakes, golden and dripping with real maple syrup. For tonight, she would show them how much she cared by making herself theirs in every way she could think of.
“What do you want of me?”
Regine took the gift box from Kevin and held it out to her. “Merry Christmas, Missy Sue. From Kevin and me.”
In trembling hands, she accepted the package and untied the wide ribbon. A sex toy!
What happens now? Share what you think might happen next and what might be in the mysterious present…. The sex toy I like the most will be incorporated into the final ending of the story to be posted on my blog on Christmas Eve…and the winner will receive a ten-dollar Amazon card in thanks.
[Reminder from Ana: Governing Ana is not responsible for NSFA (Not Safe For Ana) material. Please keep your story endings PG-13 or under. Thank you!]
Merry Christmas! And thank you Anastasia for creating another great event!
Kate Richards always writes a holiday ménage, inspired by all the love in the air. She loves to hear from readers and can be reached at http://katerichards.wordpress.com. Her holiday ménages, Avalon for Christmas, Two Men and a Virgin, and Two Dads for Christmas are available at Amazon.com and all your favorite online bookstores
- Day 1: Welcome and Introductions
- Day 2: Giving Tuesday
- Day 3: 2nd Annual Holiday Recipe Exchange
- Day 4: Hating the Elf on the Shelf
- Day 5: Blue Christmas
- Day 6: St. Knickerless Day
- Day 7: Beyond Fairytales
- Day 8: Beginner’s Guide to Lesfic
- Day 9: Holiday Carol Sing-a-long
- Day 10: Creating Something Good, Part 1
- Day 11: Healing and Emotional Responsibility
- Day 12: Creating Something Good, Part 2
- Day 13: 3rd Annual White Elephant Gift Exchange
- Day 14: Creating Something Good, Part 3
- Day 15: Holiday Memories
- Day 16: Chag Chanuka Sameach!
- Day 17: Choosing to Believe