Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,

The Goddess was being pampered, by her adoring spouse.

She had been bathed and dried off, with warm towels to spare,

Her feet worshipped and massaged, then lotion applied there.

The covers turned down on her comfy bed,

Her satin pillow fluffed, where she lay her beautiful head.

The tree was decorated as most often are,

Ornaments reflecting their love and FLR.

Goddess was in just panties which said “No Mansplaining”,

Me with red stripes on my ass, from a recent caning.

Seeing me rigidly erect, My Goddess said with some pride,

It’s  a whole year that you’ve been,  teased and denied.

I was hoping for an orgasm, to see my cum splatter,

When Goddess heard a noise and said, go see what’s the matter.

In the living room was a fat guy, in a red suit and a beard,

But he wasn’t leaving presents, no something was weird.

I glimpsed his bare ass, his pants had come down at some stage,

He was tugging at a green and red decorated, chastity cage.

I was shocked to see what he held to his nose,

It was my Goddess’s used panties, I said “hey where you’d get those?”

Though I surprised him, he still looked frustrated,

He said please, it’s been a year, since I masturbated.

Mrs. Claus locked me up, as she said she would,

So I could concentrate on my list of who’s been naughty or good.

But, I was hanging with the elves and instead of doing our work,

We were looking at porn, and having a big circle jerk.

I pointed to my own cage and said “I’m with you on that”

“But serving my Goddess is where my focus is at.

Look, I understand that you’re horny, your cock may throb and quiver,

But for the children’s sake Santa, you have presents to deliver.

I bet Mrs. Claus promised when your nights work is done,

The cage would come off and there’d be lots of fun.”

He nodded, “Yes, she promised me the ride of which I dream,

To fill her sleigh up and then lick out my cream.

I’ve been jolly old slave and I’ve learned my place,

It’s on my knees, with her sugar plum in my face.

I’m sorry about the panties, I know that took a lot of nerve,

But they were so sexy and fragrant, they let loose my inner perv.

I promise to concentrate on the mission at hand,

Delivering presents to children in every land.”

I walked him to the door and bade him good night,

I heard him shout to his reindeer as he sped out of sight.

On Dasher, on Dancer on Prancer, on Vixen,

Santa’s real horny, and man that needs fixing.

I returned to the bedroom where the Goddess looked concerned,

She said, I was a little worried when you had not immediately returned.

I heard voices she said, was there some kind of tiff?

I said no, just an old pervert, giving your panties a whiff.

So Merry Christmas to all, I hope you have a Goddess to serve,

The greatest gift of all, that you could ever deserve.

©2019 Richard Q Knight

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