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All I wanted for Christmas was my very own house slave. A man who I could boss around and fuck whenever I wanted. You know, a boy toy who has no say if, when, or how. He just is there when I want to use him and locked in a closet when I don’t. I figured the best place to find one would be the bar. I dressed super sexy, with my handy helper powder tucked in my purse.
Mmm, I was in luck! There were lots of sexy men hanging out tonight. All I had to do was take my pick. That’s when I saw you sitting at the bar, scrolling through your phone—not even paying attention to that glass by your side. I prepped my helper and “accidentally” bumped into you. As you looked up to see who’d tripped against you, I dumped the helper into your drink and began apologizing for disturbing you. When you saw how sexy I was, you asked if you could buy me a drink.
Francie Gets A House Slave For Christmas
Mmm, you’d be doing much more than that for me soon. I sat, and we chatted. Your body was beginning to sway from the helper. You held your forehead and said you didn’t feel great. “Awe, you should let me help you home.” Then, too dazed to know better, you let me lead you outside to my car. God, that was so fucking easy.
As we drove, you passed out. It would be a bitch to get you in the house, but I’m stronger than I look. And having my very own house slave was going to be worth the effort. I parked in the garage so no one would see me struggling to drag you into the house. Just inside the kitchen, I laid you on a blanket to help me get you to the bedroom. Sliding you along the wood floor worked much better. There was no way I’d be able to haul you up onto the bed, so I would need to wait for you to wake up.
I removed your shoes and clasped the leather cuff around your ankle. It was secured to a metal chain attached to my bed. Eeep! Now, you’re officially mine. I kissed on your forehead, willing you to wake up so we could play. You didn’t stir, though, so I started to undress you. I was so pleased to see you have a nice, thick cock! I’d need to get it stiff so that I could test it out!
From my drawer, I pulled out two little blue helpers and straddled your chest so I could pinch your mouth open and pop the helpers inside. I massaged your throat to help you swallow and felt a rush of excitement. Any minute now, you, your cock, or both of you would wake up and be ready to play!
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