Based on "A Visit from Saint Nicholas" by Clement Clark Moore'Twas a night like any other, when all through our homeThe family was silent; so I knew I could roam.I crept out of my bed and tiptoed down the stairsFor Becky, my sister, had big plans elsewheres.She and some friends were on some camping tripSo in her room I went, and my pants I unzipped.I was stealthfully quiet as I stripped my underwearFor my parents were sleeping, not too far from. Slut would not be allowed to say, write, or think the words ‘my body,’ rather it would be ‘Master’s slut’s body.’ Master owns the body and He can do whatever He wants, whenever He wants, and in whatever way He wants, with it. That last part ‘in whatever way He wants’ was more that a little scary as it immediately brought up the question of ANAL. Slut had never had that type of intercourse and had no desire to every try. Master explained that it would be simply impossible to have a Master/sub. He was like man, she looks like she is mid 20's. I explained to him that she does not like my gym since she hates it when all of the guys look at her like a piece of meat. She works out at a women only gym but she is in great shape. He finally looks at me as tells me that he will help in any way possible. As I went home that night, my mind was whirling, how would I make this come true? When I got home that night, it was the normal ritual except my mind was racing. When Traci and I went to bed,.Read More
