NIGHT BEFORE A BDSM CHRISTMAS

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE A BDSM CHRISTMAS

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
The Masters were spanking their Frauleins and Fraus,
Mistress and Switch in black leather and chains
Were chastising their subbies with paddles and canes.

When down in the dungeon there came such a clatter
I jumped from my chair to see what was the matter,
I jumped up, tripped over, and fell on my face
Forgot that my Domme had just lashed me in place!

Away to the window I made a mad dash
Threw open the window, felt the cool on my ass,
And then through the smoke and the snow and the swirls
Came a rusty old sleigh drawn by twelve pony girls.

 

With bells on their nipples and stripes on their asses
They pulled and they strained, those twelve little lasses,
The merry old driver stood holding his dick
I knew by the “red nose” that this was Old Nick.

Slower than snails his chargers they came
And he whipped and he flailed as he called them by name,
“Come on Toni and Tina and Tammy
Pull the sleigh or I’ll paddle your fanny.

 

And Judy and Julie and Gina and Jilly
With blazing red asses you look somewhat silly,
Steffie and Kathie and Kimmie and Kay
You bend yourselves over..it’s floggins today”.

Up on the roof, he went, stumbled and fell
And down the chimney he came screaming like hell,
He staggered and stumbled and let out roar
Tripped over a flogger we’d left on the floor!

 

He set out stuffing stockings we’d hung with great care
A flogger, a shocker, and jeweled clips, (nice pair!)
He worked with a frenzy, then he saw me, OH GREAT!
But I had nothing to fear, ’cause he asked for a date!

Back to his work he flew with a wink of his eye,
As he said “to hell with the cookies, got any pie?
And could I bother you for coffee, it’s cold out ya know?”
I said, “Why not, that storm’s quite a blow.”

He ate and he drank then he finished his work
I wondered if he’d noticed my strange little quirk.
He chuckled and said “This should help with your kink”
He stuffed in MY stocking a paddle covered in mink.

 

As he went for the door he said, “Learn to spread JOY
It’s more important than any ol’ toy!”
I heard him exclaim as he was pulled out of sight
“MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU KINKSTERS
… AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT”