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Staci Austen and the Twelve Days of Christmas - Days X-XII - by Alvo Torelli (Mg, mc, oral, bd, piercings, nc, inc, anal, spanking, best, xmas) To start at the beggining of the story, go to Part I
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: 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 every 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 lightening 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: 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 love 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 belly's - 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 if 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 below - 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 twelth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
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Twlelve Randy Reindeer,
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 many photos Santa's camera had snapped 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 twelth day of Christmas my Santa gave to me:
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Twlelve Randy Reindeer,
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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