I had a chat with Santa’s Lady—Lady C, as she calls herself in Dom mode—last Christmas and all I could do was shake my head. That poor woman.
It’s not like she asked for much. A new pair of stilettos and some green sprinkles certainly don’t sound like much to me. But her man claims he was beyond busy at work, as usual, and forgot.
He felt so bad that he was willing to do anything. Anything. And that naked sleigh ride he gave her with all of that “naughty list” business just didn’t cut it.
So I talked to the big guy, and boy does Lady C have a surprise coming! After the plan ol’ Nick and I cooked up, she’s going to be one happy elf wife this year. In fact, I have a feeling she’ll be singing this song…
On the twelfth night of Christmas, my true love gave to me:
Twelve elves a-stripping
Eleven plugs a-plugging
Ten lords a-licking
Nine crops a-cropping
Eight maids so milky
Seven floggers flogging
Six fuzzy handcuffs
Five nipple rings!
Four studded collars
Three French kisses
Two black stilettos
And some oral action underneath the tree.
You are so welcome, my friend.
And don’t worry; I’ve got the sprinkles covered. I’ll send them along with a copy of my new ménage book. Maybe she can make him read it out loud while she plays with her Christmas goodies. He’ll beg her to get him off while he stutters over the three bikers taking on my faery, and she can just smile as she cums in front of him.
She waited this long.
Let him watch and wait for once.
About the Author: Sara Jay is an author at Changeling Press. Lucky for her, her day job is also full-time freelance writing. She likes fruity drinks, karaoke, and gargoyle abs. Her Changeling Spring Fling Award-winning ménage eBook Nobody Rides for Free is available now. Find Sara online at her website, Facebook, and Twitter.