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A Non-Consent Christmas Carol

By: Mystery_Meat



(With apologies to Charles Dickens) 

Edited by TRCIII

 In this story, a nasty female boss is abducted and disciplined to a Dickens theme (loosely of course). This is only a work of fiction, meant to entertain. The author does not advocate violence against anybody. Peace on Earth. Goodwill to Everyone.

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People snap for many reasons. For some, it's a single traumatic event. For others, it's a chain of events. It was the latter for Mike. His chain began in early 1971, at age nineteen, when Mike was a "boonie-rat" in the 168th Light Infantry in Vietnam. The horrors of that war left scars that never entirely healed.

Later, back in the world, Mike's job was monotonous and each day chipped away at his sanity. His divorce could have been more amicable, though it wasn't extremely traumatic in itself. Most recently, Mike felt that the death of his favorite nephew in Iraq was a needless tragedy. Shrapnel from a roadside bomb had penetrated their poorly-armored Humvee, and left two young soldiers dead. The combat veteran was heartsick and angry about it.

The final straw happened at work, except nobody noticed. During morning break with a few co-workers, Mike was calmly denouncing the war based on a pack of lies, and the chicken-hawks who'd started it.

Instead of just allowing Mike to vent, Laura felt obliged to regurgitate some right-wing talking points she'd heard on the Fox channel. Mike barely managed to control his temper as he countered the talking points, and then returned to work. However, he'd had his fill of Laura.

The truth was, most of her co-workers disliked Laura. She was a group supervisor of about fifteen mostly female production workers. A "kiss-ass" is what they called Laura behind her back. Laura tried to curry favor with management by being a back-stabbing tattle-tale. In addition, Laura was referred to by the other women as a "moody bitch"…smiling and pretending to be friendly one minute, and berating her underlings the next.

Mike disliked Laura as a person as much as the others did. In spite of that, he had to admit that she was sexy in a purely physical way. Laura had frosted-blonde hair, worn in a casual, shoulder-length style. She had inviting green eyes. Her lips were a little on the full side, which Mike preferred. She stood about 5'4" and 125 pounds. The 42 year-old divorcée had a little extra padding, but wore it well. Though Laura could stand to lose a couple of inches from her waistline, her ass appeared firm and perfectly-shaped in the tight pants she usually wore. Laura liked to show off her 34C breasts with low-cut tops. Then, she'd complain if a man's eyes lingered on them for more than a second.

Once, Laura went to management complaining of sexual harassment, just because one of the guys made the mistake of becoming friendly with her. He'd written a couple of innocent notes to Laura, which she'd saved and used to make a mountain out of a mole-hill. There was nothing sexual in the notes, but the poor slob got called into a manager's office and was forced to sign papers promising to stay away from Laura.

Laura's personality and beliefs stood in the way of a normal sexual relationship for Mike. Like most of his male co-workers, Mike's fantasies about Laura were of non-consensual sex. Tying Laura to a bed and fucking her silly, was the only way to treat a sexy, but nasty, cock-teaser like Laura. She needed to be taught a life-altering lesson so that she might change her evil ways, that was certain.

Mike began construction of Laura's "classroom" in the basement of his secluded house. Mike's years as a maintenance man provided the know-how to complete his project in six weeks. The electronic equipment, shackles, and other tools were relatively easy to procure. A small vial of chloroform was obtained from an army buddy of Mike's…no questions asked.

Next, Mike phoned a gorgeous, young prostitute he'd met at a massage parlor. She went by the name Domino. She was a twenty-five year-old Italian-American girl, with beautiful brown eyes and full, sensuous lips. Her straight, dark-brown hair reached to just below her large, firm breasts. Her waist was slim, and her ass was shapely and firm. Not one cellulite dimple marred her shapely legs. She was Mike's favorite and was worth every penny.

Mike asked Domino to reserve from 6PM to 9PM on December 23rd for him, even though it was six weeks away. Domino wanted to know if she was going to be entertaining at a party or what? Mike explained that a submissive girlfriend wanted to get into some unusual role-playing bondage and discipline. She would be the sub, and Domino and Mike would both be the doms. Domino told Mike that she'd do it for $400. Mike agreed and told Domino that he'd call to confirm one week ahead.

Mike spent the remainder of November and early December with the smaller details of his plan. He purchased two used black graduation gowns, and a couple of masks to hide his and Domino's faces. Mike viewed his plan like a military mission, and prepared himself physically by increasing his weightlifting workouts. At six-foot-four and 220 pounds, plus Army training, Mike was more than a match for most men. He planned on being able to subdue Laura quickly and cleanly.

On December 16th, Mike phoned Domino and confirmed their appointment. He would pick up Domino at her apartment at 6:00PM, and drive her back to his house.

On the last day of work before Christmas, it was traditional to work until noon, and then the employees were permitted to enjoy an informal Christmas party. That morning, Mike left early and drove his old Econoline van to work instead of his usual car. He knew that nobody would recognize the van. Laura always parked in the same spot, and Mike pulled in the parking spot which would be next to Laura's driver side.

A few minutes before noon, Mike went out to where he was parked. As expected, Laura's car was next to Mike's van. Mike walked over to Laura's diver's door, pulled a piece of gum from his mouth, and placed it over the door keyhole. Not having electronic entry, Laura would be unable to easily open her car door.

Being the day of the Christmas party, the employees were allowed to leave anytime after 3PM. Mike knew that Laura, being a kiss-ass, would stay later to try to impress management. About a half-hour before Laura would leave, Mike wished those remaining a merry Christmas, and then went out to his van. It was cold and overcast, but not bitter. Mike made his preparations and kept watch for Laura.

It was after 4:30 p.m. and getting dark when Mike spied Laura walking toward her car alone. Having already removed the dome light bulb, Mike slipped out of his van unseen and unheard. Laura pulled her keys from her purse, but was unable to insert them.

"What the hell?" Laura said.

At that moment, a pair of powerful arms encircled her from behind. A strange smelling piece of gauze was clamped over her mouth and nose. She was unable to cry out or reach her attacker, and soon all went black.

Mike opened the van's side door and placed Laura's unconscious form on the carpet. In seconds, he climbed in and closed the door. A cloth gag, which Mike hand-made, was velcroed around Laura's mouth. Her hands were bound behind her back with a plastic zip-tie, and her ankles were zip-tied together. Before Mike drove away, he removed the piece of gum from the keyhole and dropped it into his ashtray.

Less than a half-hour later, Mike drove up to his secluded garage, parked, and carried Laura's unconscious body inside. He carried her down to the basement and laid her on a mattress. After removing his own coat, he quickly removed the zip-ties, and removed Laura's clothing, down to the white bra and panties she was wearing. Gazing at her body, Mike found her even more sexy than he'd imagined. Mike rolled her over, unhooked her bra, and then rolled her on her back again. He slid the bra off, exposing her large, firm breasts. He ran his fingertips over her lovely nipples. There'd be more time for that later. Mike found it amusing how difficult it was to remove the panties of an unconscious woman. Mike wasn't surprised to discover that Laura was not a natural blonde. He ran his fingers over her dark pubic triangle, and felt his cock grow hard. Next, he handcuffed Laura's wrists and ankles to the special framework he'd built around the mattress. After that, he attached a customized dog collar around Laura's neck. Finally, Mike put a blindfold over Laura's eyes.

After checking his wristwatch, Mike went upstairs and prepared to pick up Domino.

Laura regained consciousness slowly. Only, it was like going from a dreamless sleep, into a nightmare. She knew she was awake, but something was covering her eyes and mouth. She tried to call out, but the sound was very muffled. As the feeling returned to her extremities, she pulled at her shackles in vain. As she became fully conscious, her brain told her that she seemed to be laying on a bed completely nude. Somewhere, a radio was quietly playing Christmas music.

It was about 6:30 p.m. when Mike and Domino entered Mike's house. Mike put their coats in the closet, and returned to Domino. He wrapped his arms around Domino and pressed his lips to hers. He ran his fingers through her soft, dark hair as their tongues intertwined. Simply kissing the dark-haired beauty made Mike's cock stiffen. Part of him wished that Laura wasn't waiting downstairs, but she needed to be taught a lesson.

Mike was, perhaps, Domino's favorite client. He treated her very well, without being possessive. He was tall, good-looking, and had a lean, muscular body for a man over fifty. He had short, pepper-more-than-salt hair, and mischievous blue eyes. In addition to being well-hung, Mike usually succeeded in making their sex sessions as pleasurable for Domino as for himself. She found Mike to be smart, thoughtful, and he made her smile. When Domino was with Mike, she never checked her wristwatch.

"Where's this girlfriend of yours?" Domino asked.

"Waiting downstairs," Mike said, gazing into Domino's lovely dark eyes.

"Well, this might be the strangest threesome I've ever done, but I think it'll be fun," she said with a smile.

"It will sharpen your acting talents. Just pretend you're in a movie," Mike said, and kissed her neck.

On the drive over, Mike had explained to Domino the basic discipline scenario that this girlfriend wanted to act out. In addition to the sexy lingerie and mask which Mike had specified, Domino was to use the wireless microphone headset to make her voice scarier. She was to refer to Mike only as 'Spirit', and the other woman only as 'slut', 'cock-teaser', 'bitch', or any other names which came into Domino's mind. It was easy money, and whatever the crazy broad got off on was fine with Domino.

Mike retrieved the additional lingerie for Domino and said, "You can change in my bedroom. I'll come up and get you when we're ready. If you want a drink, you know where everything is. You can watch TV or whatever until I come back."

Domino had been to Mike's house a couple times before, and knew her way around. 

She picked up the lingerie and said, "See you in a little while."

Laura heard a door open, and then what sounded like feet on stairs. She tried to speak through the gag, but her voice was almost totally muffled. Mike walked across the carpeted floor to a table next to where Laura's nude body lay. He put on a wireless microphone headset, identical to the one he'd given Domino. He powered up the small PA system, and took several items from the table.

Laura heard a strange, electronically altered voice say, "I'm glad you're awake. Don't try to speak. I'll remove your gag in a few minutes, but I'm going to explain a few things to you first."

Mike moved right next to the frame which Laura was shackled to, and gazed down at her sexy, nude body. It was difficult not to jump her right then and there.

"It's simple, really," Mike began. "If you're cooperative and are willing to change your evil ways, you'll experience pleasure. If you're uncooperative and unwilling to change, you'll experience pain."

Mike clapped his hands together, and Laura felt the distinctive bite of electricity against her neck. The gag muffled her cry. Mike had successfully combined a no-bark collar with a "Clapper".

Laura pulled in vain against her shackles. Then, she felt a cold piece of metal press against her cheek.

"This is a forty-five caliber pistol. It will make a large hole in your head if you're very uncooperative. Nod if you understand." 

Laura nodded.

"In a few minutes, I'm going to remove your blindfold and gag. If you scream, nobody will hear you and there will be pain, so I advise you to keep your voice down. Do you understand?"

Laura nodded.

"See, you're already learning. Your reward is pleasure."

Laura felt fingertips run through her pubic hair, then gently rubbed the area around her clit. She recoiled under the stranger's touch, gentle though it was. Then, the fingers were gone.

"For the next part, you'll need to be in a different position. You're gonna go for a little ride now." 

Mike threw a switch next to the framework. An electric motor whirred to life, and the mattress and framework slowly pivoted to a vertical position. Mike had mounted the mattress and framework on separate large hinges at the foot of the "bed". Laura found herself in a standing position, her feet pressed against a padded footboard. Next, Mike released two latches and manually pivoted just the mattress back to its horizontal position. Laura's wrists and ankles remained handcuffed to the framework. Both the front and back of her nude body was now exposed. The shackles on her arms were loose enough to allow her arms to drop to almost waist level. Her legs remained spread about shoulder-width apart.

Mike picked up a brand new fly-swatter from the table and circled Laura, gazing at his catch. Her ass was as shapely and firm as it appeared clothed…a sexy, cock-teasing ass. Mike slapped the fly-swatter against one ass cheek and then the other. Laura's body jerked and her cry was very muffled.

The electronic voice said, "Just a little taste, you cock-teaser."

Then, Mike quickly changed from his clothing into the first costume of the evening. After a few minutes, Laura heard what sounded like the metallic clinking of a chain, over the Christmas music. The clinking grew closer, and then a pair of hands slid the blindfold up and off.

The figure before her made her recoil in fear. Covering the head and face was a white mask. It was like a ski-mask except that it seemed to be made of light-weight cotton, with the customary cut-outs for the eyes, mouth, and nose. On top of the mask was the microphone headset. The figure was wearing very old-style clothing. Crisscrossing its chest was a loop of medium sized steel chain. The figure was tall and broad shouldered. The figure held up a large handgun before Laura's eyes, and then pressed the muzzle to her temple.

The electronic voice asked, "Do you remember what I said about keeping your voice down?"

Laura nodded. Mike could see the fear in her eyes. He'd seen that same fear in men's eyes during combat. Fear meant compliance.

Next, Mike poured a cup of water from a pitcher on the table. He stepped close to Laura, held his index finger perpendicular to his lips for a moment, and removed her gag. Then, he held the cup to her lips and poured some water into her mouth. She swallowed. He poured a little more and she swallowed. Then, he placed the cup back on the table.

"Who are you and what are you gonna do to me?" Laura asked softly.

"Ask me who I was," Mike said.

"What?"

"Don't ask me who I am. Ask me who I was."

"OK…Who were you?"

The ghostly figure grinned at Laura and dramatically said, "In life, I was your partner…Jacob Marley." Then, Marley's ghost added, "I've always wanted to say that, in character."

"What are you talking about?" Laura whimpered.

Marley's ghost shook his head and said, "Not only a cock-teaser, but an illiterate cock-teaser. Haven't you ever read anything besides Rush Limpballs' book?" He stepped close to Laura, ran his fingers through her hair, and whispered loudly, "That's one of the most recognizable lines from Dickens, A Christmas Carol. Haven't you even seen any of the movie versions? I know a prostitute who is ten times more literate than you!"

"I don't understand what you want," Laura whimpered.

Marley's ghost moved close behind Laura. He placed his hands on her ass cheeks, then ran them up her sides, over to her stomach, and then up to her large firm, tits. He rolled her nipples between his fingertips.

"Woman of the worldly mind…do you believe in me or not?" He snarled in her ear.

"Yes…Yes, anything you say," Laura cried softly.

Marley's ghost circled to face Laura once more. 

"I am here for your welfare, Laura Scrooge. We spirits see all and, in your case, we don't like what we've been seeing. You haven't been very nice to your co-workers. Do you see this chain?" He rattled it for effect.

Laura croaked, "Yes."

"This is the chain I forged in life. The one you bear was as long and heavy as this seven Christmas Eves ago. You have labored on it since. It is a ponderous chain!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Laura whimpered.

The fly-swatter slapped against her left nipple, causing her to cry out.

"I warned you about not cooperating," Marley's ghost said. "What I'm talking about is that you treat your co-workers like dirt…most everyone you know like dirt. You're a fucking kiss-ass, who's hated by everybody who really knows you. So, like Scrooge, you are going to be visited by other spirits tonight. Depending on how you cooperate with them will determine whether you live to change your ways, or find your name on a tombstone."

Marley's ghost produced a large hunting knife from his pocket and held it near Laura's eyes. 

"Now, I'm going to put your blindfold back on to prepare for the next spirit's visit. If you don't want me to use this knife, I'd suggest you keep your mouth shut."

"Spirit, can I ask a favor?" Laura said softly.

"Ask and I'll see," Marley's ghost shrugged.

"Would you please let me use a bathroom? I've been here for awhile and I have to pee."

The ghost shook his head, "I should have thought of it…better than making a mess out here."

Before the ghost removed Laura's shackles, he attached a long nylon leash to the collar around her neck. He picked up the forty-five and something else from the large table. Then, he led Laura to a door in the corner of the basement. He opened the door, snapped on the light, and motioned her inside. He handed her a small package as she went to enter.

"Here's a wet-wipe. Make sure you clean that pretty pussy real good," he leered at her. "I might want to lick it in a little while."

She didn't reply, took the package, entered the bathroom, and closed the door, with the leash trailing under the door. As she sat on the toilet, Laura examined the bathroom. It was spotlessly clean. A fresh roll of toilet paper hung on a roller. The outer walls were painted cinder block. There was one small window near the ceiling above a shower stall. However, it was too small for even a child to escape from. 

After relieving herself, Laura cleaned up as instructed. Better not to anger her abductor, Laura thought.

"Thank you," Laura said, as she exited the bathroom.

Marley's ghost just nodded.

In a few minutes, Laura had been re-shackled to the framework, still nude, but at least her bladder was empty. Next, the blindfold was positioned over Laura's eyes. She said nothing. 

Mike quickly changed from Marley's ghost into a different spirit character. He removed his clothing and donned the black graduation gown. The white mask remained to conceal his identity.


A Non-Consent Christmas Carol



Laura was in blackness again. She could hear her abductor moving around. On the radio, the Ray Coniff Singers were harmonizing "Away In A Manger". Laura decided that her abductor was clearly insane, and would definitely kill her if provoked. She would have to go along with whatever he had in mind.

A few minutes later, Laura's blindfold was removed once more. In the dimly lit room, she could see the same tall man in the white mask. Now, however, he was clad in a long black robe. He reminded her of a judge. He said he would be judging her cooperation.

The electronic voice said, "I am the Spirit of Christmas Cock. You may address me as Spirit. You didn't misbehave, so you've earned pleasure."

The spirit lifted a small glass of dark liquid from the table and held it toward Laura.

"Do you like Chambord?" the spirit asked.

"Never had it before," Laura replied quietly.

"It's a raspberry liqueur. You'll like it. Open your mouth," the spirit said.

Laura reluctantly opened her mouth and the spirit poured a small amount of the liqueur in.

She swallowed and then said softly, "That's really good."

"Eloquently put." The spirit smiled and shook his head.

The spirit held the glass to her lips once more and poured the remainder in. Some dribbled out of her mouth and onto her breast. Laura swallowed, and the liqueur warmed her and calmed her. The Chambord glistened on Laura's lips. The spirit bent close, put his hand behind Laura's head, and pressed his lips to her's. She made no effort to resist. Then, the spirit moved downward and licked the Chambord from Laura's lovely breast. Laura closed her eyes, strangely enjoying the sensation.

The spirit stepped back, pulled an index card from his robe, and said, "You're here to learn, so let's begin." The spirit glanced at the card and continued, "First, you accused John Sulicek of sexually harassing you. Everybody where you work thinks that was a really shitty thing to do. They think you made a mountain out of a molehill. You could have resolved it by just talking to John."

"He wanted to get into my pants. He used to stare at me and wrote me letters," Laura tried to defend herself.

"John isn't some deranged stalker, and you know it! You could have talked things out, but drama queen Laura had to get John in trouble with management."

"He wrote that I had a lovely ass," Laura whined.

The spirit circled behind Laura, and then the fly-swatter stung her ass twice. Laura yelped.

"This isn't a fucking debate! Just shut up and listen!" the spirit said, sighed and continued, "Actually, John wrote that he didn't 'want to bust your lovely ass' about trying to get you to quit smoking. It was a misguided attempt to make you smile. A few days before that letter, you were bragging to your co-workers about how you used to model jeans because you had such a terrific ass…remember? That 'lovely ass' comment was meant to tease you a little. His attempt at humor went over your head."

"How do you know what John meant? Are you John?"

The spirit laughed, "We spirits know all…and nice try, but wouldn't you agree that John is shorter and heavier than me?"

"I suppose so," Laura half-whispered.

"If you survive this night, the spirits want you to make a heartfelt apology to John. Do you understand?"

Laura replied quietly, "Yes, spirit."

"Good, and that brings us to fault number two. Dear Laura, you are a cock-teaser. You've got nice tits and a lovely ass , and you're right to flaunt them. But, if you're going to show off your tits and ass, guys are going to look. Everybody's sick of listening to you complaining when a guy lets his eyes linger on your boobs for a couple of seconds. And another thing, you talk sexy and flirt with some of the guys at work, but you won't date anybody who's not wealthy husband material. You should try fucking a couple of blue collar guys. You might even loosen up and have some fun."

The spirit produced a small key and removed the handcuff from Laura's right wrist. Then, he gently rubbed her wrist where the cuff had been. After a few seconds, he released Laura's wrist, and then pulled the forty-five from his robe. Holding the gun in his right hand, the spirit aimed it in the general direction of Laura's head. Then, he took Laura's right hand in his left and guided it to the neck of his robe. He leaned close to her face.

The spirit whispered, "Now cock-teaser, you are going to show me what a cock-pleaser you can be. Open my robe."

Laura took the zipper between her right thumb and index finger, and pulled it down. Gazing at the spirit's bare chest, she realized that he seemed to be nude under the robe. She stopped when she reached his waist.

"All the way down, cock-teaser," the spirit whispered. Laura closed her eyes and pulled the zipper down until she felt it totally separate. The spirit stepped out of his gown and placed the gun on the table, out of Laura's reach. He knew he could kill her with his bare hands if he wanted to. Then, the spirit moved close to Laura, slipped his left arm around her waist, and pulled his nude body against hers. He ran the fingers of his right hand through her hair.

He whispered, "Open your eyes and show me that you want to please me."

Laura opened her eyes and saw the white-masked face inches from hers. It was difficult to see the color of the spirit's eyes in the dim light. However, they seemed less menacing to Laura than they had earlier.

Laura knew that resistance would result in pain, and that her only chance of surviving was to please this lunatic. So, when the spirit held her head and pressed his lips to hers, she kissed him. When Laura felt his tongue probe her lips, she opened her mouth and allowed him to enter. She reluctantly tongue-kissed her abductor. He moved his lips against hers as their tongues intertwined. Laura had to admit that he was a terrific kisser. 

Laura felt the spirit's cock stiffen and grow against her stomach. Soon, a large erection pressed against her bare skin. Her nipples brushed against his powerful chest, and Laura recalled that it had been quite awhile since she'd been intimate with any man.

The spirit kissed her neck sensuously, then kissed his way down her chest. He cupped her right breast and licked and sucked her nipple. She was powerless to prevent him. Then, he did the same to her other nipple until they were both erect. Suddenly, he stood upright again.

The spirit whispered, "Now, look upon me."

Laura gazed at a muscular chest, moderately covered with salt and pepper chest hair. He's middle-aged, Laura thought. Then, she let her eyes move down across his relatively flat stomach, and then, even further downward. Sticking straight out from his body was the biggest erection Laura had ever seen (not that she'd seen many). She guessed that it had to be nine inches and proportionally thick.

The spirit grabbed her free right wrist, and placed the palm of her hand against his chest. Then, he slid her hand down across his stomach, through his pubic hair, until the long hard-on was in the palm of Laura's hand. She curled her fingers around it and felt it throb.

The spirit whispered, "Don't get any foolish ideas. You're pleasing me fine, so far."

Laura forced a smile and said, "It's so nice and big."

She gently stroked the stiff, warm shaft. The spirit pressed his lips to hers once more and they tongue kissed. He rubbed and squeezed her firm ass cheeks as they kissed.

Suddenly, the spirit broke their embrace and let out a sigh. He put the microphone back on and the electronic voice said, "Before I get carried away, there's one other thing…Laura, my little right-wing slut, none of the nice people you work with want to listen to your recycled political ideas. Most of them disagree with you and wish you'd just keep your mouth shut! Do you understand?"

"Yes, spirit…no politics at work," Laura said meekly.

"I don't know if you really mean it, but I think we might be making progress."

The spirit poured more Chambord into the glass and passed it to Laura's free hand. She drained it in two swallows, enjoying the numbing warmth the alcohol provided.

"Thank you," Laura whispered.

"I told you that cooperation would bring pleasure," the spirit said, and then kissed Laura again. "Speaking of which, it's time you've met another spirit to help with your reclamation. It'll be necessary to temporarily blindfold you again," the spirit said as he reinstalled the eye covering. Then, he took her right wrist and went to put the handcuff back on it.

"You don't have to do that," Laura said softly. "I won't try to escape."

The spirit chuckled. "Please don't insult my intelligence, and be glad I don't punish you for that."

He snapped the handcuff over her wrist, and then rubbed his semi-erect cock against her hand.

The electronic voice said, "If you're good, I'll let you fondle my cock some more."

Then, Mike put the black robe back on and went upstairs to find Domino.

Laura strained to hear, but the continuous Christmas music was the only clear sound. She wondered what else the spirit had in store for her. A few minutes had passed, when Laura heard footsteps again.

Domino was only a little surprised to see a nude, blindfolded woman handcuffed to a wooden frame. Mike had explained the woman's bondage fantasy in detail.

Mike whispered to Domino, "Would you like a glass of Chambord, spirit?"

"I love Chambord," Domino whispered.

Mike poured three glasses, and handed one to Domino. He took a swallow of his, then put his mask back on, and also the microphone. He carried a glass over to Laura.

The electronic voice said, "You've behaved yourself, so you may have more Chambord. Open your mouth."

Laura opened her mouth and Mike poured some of the raspberry liqueur onto her tongue. Laura swallowed and felt it warm her. Mike allowed her another swallow before setting the glass down. He signaled Domino to stand before Laura.

"You've met the Spirit of Christmas Cock," the voice said, "now behold the Spirit of Christmas Pussy."

With that, he lifted Laura's blindfold. Before Laura's eyes stood another figure in long, black gown. Concealing its identity was a black mask tied around its head. The mask also served to hold back its long dark hair. The figure was unmistakably female. She reminded Laura of the Queen of Swords on TV…a female Zorro. Laura watched as the male spirit moved next to the female, and put his arm around her. Laura saw that he was clad in the black gown once again.

"This spirit is also here to help with your education. The same rules apply. If you cooperate with her, there'll be pleasure; if not, pain. I suggest you listen to the spirit, and do what she anything tells you."

Domino pulled a piece of paper from her gown and stood directly in front of the naked woman. Pretty nice body and face for an older broad, Domino thought. Mike moved behind Laura, fly-swatter at the ready.

Domino glanced at the paper, and her electronically altered voice said, "The women you supervise call you 'the moody bitch'. You act friendly one minute, then make them feel like idiots, the next. You pretend to be their friend, but you'll stab them in the back if you think it will get you brownie-points with management. You need to stop thinking only of yourself and start treating others a lot better. Tonight, how well you pleasure us spirits will be your final exam…an exam you don't want to fail," Domino looked toward Mike and asked, "How was that spirit?"

Mike grinned and replied, "Worthy of an Oscar."

Next, Mike gently removed Domino's microphone headset. He'd decided that Laura wouldn't be able to identify Domino's voice after all. Then, Mike took Domino in his arms and kissed her passionately. He decided that the pleasuring part of the evening was overdue. He broke the embrace and took one step back.

"Why spirit, what is that beneath your robe? Is it ignorance and want?" the electronic voice said, relating back to Dickens again.

Then, Mike took hold of the zipper on Domino's gown, slid it down, and helped the gown fall to the floor. Laura's eyes widened to see that under the gown, the woman was wearing only sexy black lingerie. A very sheer black gown reached to her mid-thigh. Underneath that, Laura could clearly see a black garter belt and stockings, and black bikini panties. Her nipples could be seen through the sheer cups.

Mike cupped Domino's large tits and the electronic voice chuckled, "You'd have to be ignorant not to want to suck these beauties." Mike's cock hardened and grew as he gazed at the gorgeous Domino. As Mike kissed Domino, she pulled down the zipper on his gown, and helped the gown fall to the floor.

"Oh my, it's Tiny Tim," Domino laughed. "No, more like the Yule log!" Domino wrapped her fingers around Mike's hard-on and fondled it.

"Oh yeah, honey," Mike moaned.

After a few moments of fondling, Mike whispered to Domino, "Can't forget my other guest."

Laura could only watch as the male spirit stepped close to her. The head of his long, stiff cock grazed her stomach. In one motion, Mike ran the fingers of his left hand through Laura's hair, tilted her head back, wrapped his right arm around her shoulders, hugging her, and pressed his lips to her's. She felt his warm woody press against her stomach as their tongues intertwined once more. Then, Laura felt his strong hands squeeze her ass cheeks, and press her pelvis against his. As her nipples rubbed against the spirit's powerful chest, Laura realized that, even against her conscious will, she was becoming aroused.

Mike kissed his way down Laura's neck, and then fondled and licked her firm tits. Laura looked down and watched the spirit's tongue move over her erect nipples. Her breathing quickened.

Out of the corner of her eye, Laura saw the female spirit take something off the table and move behind her. Then, Laura heard a humming sound, just audible over the Christmas music. Without warning, Domino spanked her hand against Laura's ass cheek, causing Laura to gasp softly. A moment later, Laura felt the vibrator touch her inner thigh, and then move upward. From behind, Domino moved the vibrator over Laura's pussy as she would have used it on herself. Within a few minutes, Laura wouldn't have closed her legs, even if she could. In spite of her situation, Laura felt her juices begin to flow.

While Domino pleasured Laura with the vibrator, Mike retrieved a key from the table. Then, he attached one end of a long leather leash to the collar around Laura's neck. The other end of the leash was already secured to the frame. Next, Mike unlocked the handcuffs around Laura's wrists and opened them. He took her right wrist and gently rubbed it. 

Mike looked into Laura's eyes and whispered, "Don't try anything foolish now that your hands are free. Cooperate with us and you'll experience much pleasure."

"Yes, spirit," Laura whispered. Part of what frightened Laura was how her abductor threatened to kill her one minute, and treated her gently the next. He seemed clearly unstable.

Mike slowly sank to his knees in front of Laura, running his hands down her sides.

The electronic voice said, "Spirit of Pussy, come stand close to the cock-teaser."

Domino turned off the vibrator and also stood before the kneeling spirit. Mike stuck out his tongue and began to run it up and down Laura's already wet pussy. Laura inhaled sharply as his tongue slid over her clit.

Then, Mike moved before Domino and buried his face into her dense, but neatly trimmed bush. Domino placed her hands on top of the mask which covered Mike's head, as he licked her rapidly moistening pussy.

"Oh yeah, I like it like that," Domino said and smiled at Laura. Laura responded with a weak smile.

Then, Mike returned to Laura and began to lick her wet muff once again. Laura ran her hands toward to back of Mike's head, urging his mouth tighter against her clit. Mike alternated between Laura and Domino until both women were very hot and wet. As Mike was licking Laura, Domino lay on the carpet and took Mike's hard-on into her mouth. Mike gasped quietly and slid two fingers into Laura's wet box.

"Oh God," Laura moaned, and closed her eyes. By then, Mike's face was wet with both Laura's juices and Domino's. Laura's arousal seemed to be genuine to Mike, so he decided to take a gamble.

"Spirit, honey, stop for just a minute," Mike reluctantly said to Domino.

As Mike's cock slid out of her mouth, Domino grinned and said, "You're the boss."

Mike stood and helped Domino to her feet. Mike unshackled Laura's ankles, but left the long leash on her collar. Mike stood and faced Laura. He allowed the head of his saliva-covered hard-on to rub against Laura's belly.

Domino said to Laura, "Now it's time to show the spirit that you're gonna be a cock-sucker and not just a cock-teaser. Get on your knees, Blondie." Domino tugged downward on Laura's leash.

Laura put her palms on Mike's chest and whispered, "Whatever you want…" Then, she slowly sank to her knees, sliding her hands down Mike's stomach, and through his pubes. 

Laura held the long ivory hard-on between her palms, in a prayer-like position. Looking up at Mike, Laura ran her tongue over the head of his boner. Mike smiled down at Laura. Then, Laura wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the warm, stiff shaft, and guided it into her mouth. Laura could feel the big rod throb inside of her mouth. Mike ran his fingers through Laura's hair while she serviced him.

Domino had taken a digital camera from the table, and proceeded to take several photos of Laura sucking the spirit's hard-on. Laura knew not to protest. Then, Domino set the camera back on the table, moved close to Mike, and rubbed her breasts against him. Mike slipped his hands underneath the sheer, black negligee and helped Domino remove it. While Laura licked and sucked his hard-on, Mike licked and fondled Domino's firm, round tits. As Domino looked down to watch Mike lick her nipples, strands of her long, dark hair brushed Mike's face. Its sensual softness excited Mike even more.

After a few minutes, Mike decided that he'd enjoy seeing Laura pleasure Domino.

"It's time for our student slut to pleasure the Spirit of Pussy, too," the electronic voice said.

To Domino, Mike whispered, "Spirit, would you be kind enough to lay on that mattress for me?"

Domino smiled and whispered, "Anything you want, spirit." Then, she lay down on the fitted sheet covering the mattress.

Mike wrapped his hands around Laura's upper arms and gently lifted, indicating that she should stand. Laura stood. Mike gazed into Laura's pretty green eyes. Lust had replaced fear in them.

Then, Mike whispered, "You sucked my cock real good. Now, you need to please her just as well." Mike motioned toward Domino.

"But I'm not a lesbian," Laura whispered.

Mike smiled and said, "Whether you're bisexual is irrelevant. You're here to be taught a lesson. You are going to lick those big, beautiful tits, and eat that delicious pussy, and do your best to please the spirit, or else." Mike took hold of Laura's leash, and led her to the foot of the mattress. Domino smiled and spread her legs. Mike pulled downward and forward on the leash, and Laura crawled on all fours up between Domino's legs. Mike stopped leading when Laura's face was even with Domino's breasts.

"A pair of beauties, aren't they, Laura?" the electronic voice asked.

"Yes, they are," Laura said softly, as she gazed at Domino's breasts. They were large and firm and Laura could tell they weren't implants. Domino's nipples were neither too large nor too small. They were as perfect a pair of real breasts as Laura had ever seen. Since there was no alternative, Laura leaned down and ran her tongue over Domino's nipple. Then, Laura moved her tongue back and forth, and up and down, and quickly the nipple became erect. Next, Laura moved to the other nipple and licked and sucked it until it too was erect. Domino moaned softly as Laura pleasured her.




A Non-Consent Christmas Carol



"Nice nipples," Laura whispered.

"Glad you like," Domino replied.

As Laura continued to lick and suck Domino's tits, Mike took several photos of the women. After recording the action from several angles, Mike set the camera on the floor nearby.

Mike took hold of Laura's leash and whispered in her ear, "Now, you nasty little kiss-ass, I want you to eat the spirit's pussy like you mean it. Do you understand?"

Laura turned her head to look at the male spirit and said, "Yes, spirit."

Then, Laura began to kiss her way down Domino's flat stomach, down her abdomen, until she reached the top of Domino's pubic triangle. She paused to gaze at the dense, but neatly-trimmed, dark brown, curly pubes.

Domino said, "Go ahead and lick it, Blondie."

Laura ran her tongue up and down Domino's lips. It wasn't so bad, so she did it again, and then again. She tasted Domino's wetness. It was the first time she'd ever licked another woman's vagina, and it wasn't as repulsive as she'd imagined. Mike retrieved the camera and took a couple of photos of Laura's face buried in Domino's muff.

Next, Mike moved behind Laura, who was on all fours. Her shapely ass and fine pussy looked irresistible to Mike. He put the middle and index fingers of his right hand in his mouth to wet them. Then, he slid them between Laura's legs, and back and forth over her soft muff. After making Laura's pussy quite wet again, Mike positioned himself for doggie-style sex. He rubbed the head of his hard-on against Laura's slit and then pushed in slowly. Laura moaned as she felt the large erection fill her. Mike began to fuck Laura using long, slow strokes. Laura had never been penetrated so deeply before, and her mind swam with pleasure. 

The pleasure of fucking Laura was flooding Mike's mind, when he heard Domino say, "C'mon, Blondie…lick it!"

Domino looked at Mike and said, "She's not licking. She's just pressing her closed mouth against my pussy."

"Damn it!" Mike said. He pulled out of Laura, and slapped her hard on the ass. Laura yelped. Mike moved to the women's sides and grabbed Laura by the hair. Laura looked fearfully at Mike.

"Stick your tongue out as far as you can," Mike commanded.

Laura stuck her tongue out. Using the handful of hair, Mike guided Laura's tongue down to Domino's pubic triangle.

Then, Mike said to Domino, "Spirit, take the slut by the hair and show her what you want."

Mike released Laura's hair. Domino was more gentle, and slid the fingers of both hands into Laura's hair along the sides of her head. She guided Laura's tongue to her clit. 

"That's better," Mike said. "And don't make me have to discipline you again!"

While Laura resumed lapping Domino's clit, Mike once again slid his hard-on into Laura's wet pussy, doggie-style. As Mike fucked Laura, he reached under her and ran his fingertips over both of her nipples. It was about then, that something in Laura's mind told her to stop resisting and just enjoy the feel of the male spirit's stiff rod deep inside her…enjoy the female spirit moaning and running her fingers through her hair. Laura allowed her inhibitions to dissolve, and licked with abandon. Domino thrust her pelvis against Laura's face.

"Hey spirit," Domino said. "How 'bout if Blondie and I switch places? I'd like some of that yule log, too."

"Great idea," Mike replied. He pulled out of Laura and let the women switch places. Domino positioned herself on all fours, and Mike knelt behind her. He gazed down at her perfect ass and her flawless thighs.

As Domino felt Mike push his hard-on into her, she moaned, "That's it, baby…oh yeah." Then, Domino looked at Laura and said, "C'mere and spread 'em…I'll show ya how to eat pussy."

Laura sat in front of Domino, legs spread. She leaned back, but held herself upright with her arms to better view what the female spirit was doing to her. Domino began to lick Laura's pussy like the pro she was. Laura moaned and ran her fingers through the spirit's long, dark hair, urging her mouth tighter against her clit.

When Domino slid three fingers into Laura's wet pussy, she moaned, "Mmmmmm…"

Intoxicated with lust, Laura moved her hot box rhythmically against Domino's lapping tongue and thrusting fingers. Her mind swam in waves of intense pleasure. She moaned with each exhale, "Aaahhh…Aaahhh…Aaahhh…" Laura quickly lost control and experienced the first orgasm she'd ever had from oral sex. As her body shuddered, Domino knew she had made Laura cum, but she continued licking.

"Stop…stop, honey…I get so sensitive…" Laura implored her. Domino pulled away, and their eyes met. Much of Domino's grinning face was wet with Laura's juices.

Laura pulled some tissues from a nearby box and handed them to Domino.

"Sorry I get so wet," she said.

"No problem," Domino smiled and wiped her face. Then, Laura fell backward onto the mattress. When Mike saw Laura collapse following her orgasm, he smiled.

Mike patted Domino on her firm ass and said, "You're the best, angel."

Domino looked back over her shoulder and said, "So are you, spirit."

As much as Mike enjoyed fucking Domino's wet, young pussy, he had risked everything to abduct Laura. He reluctantly eased his hard-on out of Domino, and moved toward Laura. She looked at him expectantly. He ran his hand up her leg to her knee.

"Come here to the edge," the spirit said. Laura gazed at the long woody swaying back and forth, and moved her pelvis to the edge of the "bed". When the spirit knelt between her legs, Laura curled her fingers around the stiff, ivory cock. She felt it throb in her hand as she fondled it. In turn, the spirit massaged the area around Laura's clit with his fingertips. Then, the spirit bent lower so that his dick was touching Laura's muff. She rubbed the head of his erection against her clit and moaned.

Next, Laura watched the spirit align his long hard-on with her slit, and then ease it inside, until it would go no further. She took a deep breath as she felt it fill her. He slowly withdrew his cock until he was not quite out, and then slid it back in. Mike fucked Laura using long, slow strokes, wanting to savor the long-fantasized-about situation.

Domino moved behind Laura, and placed her hands on Laura's shoulders and pulled downward.

"Lay down, Blondie," Domino said. "Your turn to do me again."

Laura laid flat on her back, wanting to return the favor the female spirit had done for her. While facing Mike, Domino put one knee next to Laura's head, and then lifted the other stocking clad leg over Laura's face. As Laura watched the spirit's pube-outlined box descend toward her face, she stuck out her tongue, now eager to please the spirit.

Mike watched with delight as Domino moved her wet muff against Laura's tongue. As his cock slid in and out of Laura, Mike leaned toward Domino, cupped one of her large, firm tits, and licked and sucked her nipple. Then, he did the same to the other beautiful boob. Mike's thrusting was getting faster and he knew he wouldn't be able to maintain control much longer.

"Laura, my slut," Mike said, "when I'm ready to cum, I'm going to cum on your face. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

Lost in the lust of the moment, Laura replied, "Yes spirit…anything you want." Then, Laura immediately returned to pleasuring the female spirit. Laura had indeed learned from the spirit about how to eat pussy. Domino was moaning loudly and moving her wet box against Laura's mouth. 

Then, Domino shuddered and moaned, "Aaahhh…" Her orgasm complete, Domino collapsed on the bed next to Laura.

Laura felt the male spirit's big tool thrusting in and out of her like a piston. She had never been fucked so well before. Laura wrapped her legs around the spirit, then shuddered and came again.

Mike, too, felt the tidal wave of orgasm approaching. He pulled out of Laura's pussy and moved so that his hard-on hovered near Laura's face.

"Finish me off with your hand…shoot it on your face," Mike commanded.

Laura grasped his slippery, stiff cock and stroked it, aiming it at her face, and then she closed her eyes. After a few seconds, spurts of warm cum painted Laura's face. After the initial geyser, Laura took the spirit's dick into her mouth and sucked out all the remaining cum. Mike knelt shuddering, his body glistening with perspiration. A grinning Domino took a couple photos of Laura's cum-striped face.

After swallowing some of the spirit's cum, Laura looked up at him, smiled, and asked, "Was that good, spirit? Will you let me live?"

Mike's eyes met Laura's. He smiled and ran his fingers through her hair. 

"I suppose you've earned a chance to change your ways," Mike panted.

Laura whispered, "Thank you."

More Chambord and a little while to recover, led to another round of sex for the threesome. Afterward, Mike insisted that Laura shower to remove any forensic evidence.

Later that night, Mike drove Domino home, and then Laura back to her car. He made Laura wear a blindfold for the entire trip. Mike parked his van around the corner from Laura's car, and led her to it on foot. Reaching Laura's car, Mike put his mask back on, before he removed her blindfold. 

Trying to disguise his voice, Mike whispered, "I guess there's not much point of my asking if you'll call the police after this. You'd probably lie anyway." 

"I won't call the police. That was the best sex I ever had. I liked being your slut. I want you to fuck me again," Laura said.

"I can't afford to believe you just yet," Mike whispered. "I'll tell you what…If I find you haven't called the cops after a couple weeks, and you're still interested in sex with me, here's what you do…Put a decent sized piece of masking tape on the inside of your drivers side car window. I'll contact you by phone with further instructions. Do you understand?"

"Masking tape on my car window…got it," Laura smiled.

"And don't forget the apology and other things you need to work on."

"I won't... I promise," Laura said, and then she kissed Mike passionately.

As Laura inserted the key into her car door, Mike whispered, "And it was said that he knew how to keep Christmas well…"

"What?" Laura shook her head.

"Dickens…" Mike whispered as he turned and walked away.