2 Once a year I get to escape. I’m Mrs. Claus, and I can hardly wait for Christmas. Every year for one night, I get out of my bright red leather collar, and go see him. Santa’s evil family member, Krampus. He’s so sickly twisted, and so hungry, he devours my body in a way old St. Nick wishes he could. You see, it’s believed by people that a long-horned, shaggy, goat-like monster with a long, angry face and lolling, forked tongue would visit the home of the misbehaved to punish them. It was believed he would give beatings, and kidnap the troublemakers, bringing them down to his underworld lair to live for a year. Well, when I was a young little girl, I was as bad as they come. Before Santa carried me off, and laid his forever claim to me, Krampus tasted me. Most little girls lose their cherry to some guy’s dick. My womanhood began on the long, wet, hard tongue of a God. My sexy demon can fill me so many more ways than a mere old elf! Let alone a lowly fucking human male! He carried me away to his lair. I was so small and scared by his appearance. But he was so intriguing. When I saw his massive double-headed dick, my cunny flowed for him so hard! I had to investigate it. He allowed me to come to him, first out of curiosity, then out of need. Need to be with him, to be owned by him. He explored my holes with his tongue, and filled them with his hot demon rod. Alas, and the end of each Christmas eve night, the brand over my shoulder transported me back to the North fucking pole, back to that asshole Claus’s den, and back to my chain and collar. Left to years another 364 days for my true lover..
But this year is different. This year, he says I’m big enough to use his other dick. The one for breeding.
Santa’s about to get a new surprise!
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