Frosty Morning
(a sequel of sorts to 'Frosty and the Reindeer Game')
T.S. FESSELN
Disclaimer: This
is a work of amatory fantasy. Any resemblance to people living or dead is
purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here.
If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please
stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to
reenact anything written below.
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Brandy woke to the
faint smells of fresh coffee and warm cinnamon rolls and the feel of Grant’s
rock hard cock against her thigh. All
three were welcomed as she stretched within the confines of her bonds to greet
a wonderful Christmas morning. Her
husband and Master, Grant, was still in a deep slumber save for his erect member. Brandy has gotten used to his morning chubbys
during their years together. They were
sort of like waking up to a frisky puppy needing some sunrise love and attention. This morning she decided to give it some.
“Master,” Brandy
whispered smiling.
Grant continued to
snooze.
“Master, it is
Christmas morning. It is time the rest
of you to rise and shine,” she said softly.
Still there was no
reaction from her sleeping husband.
“Fine, I will do it
my way,” she said to herself; which was going to be a little more difficult
with the way she was bound.
It had become a
bedtime ritual that Grant would bind his tall blonde wife and tuck her in
before going to bed himself. The bondage
was simple: a locked belt around her waist with a wrist cuff on either side and
a pair of ankle cuffs. Occasionally he
would fasten a leather collar around her throat but that was about it. Grant would always undress her completely and
always ask her first before he did. For
the most part, she would let him constrain her except for when she felt ill for
various reasons. The leather and locks always
made Brandy feel special so she very rarely said no.
Her present last night
was back on its charge stand. The
wireless Wi-Vibe had seen a lot of use last night and Brandy could see the
potential of the vibe being used much more often in very creative ways. The old remote-controlled egg would be
retired.
Slowly she wriggled
her way down underneath the covers, curling up until her lips could kiss the
base of his erection. Slowly, she licked
up his member, tasting his saltiness until she got to his head. He moaned slightly as Brandy lapped around
his head and took it into her mouth.
She slowly suckled
his cock, feeling Grants hips moving slightly to her rhythm. His hand cupped her head, running through her
blonde hair as he helped guide her.
Brandy quickened her
pace as Grant adjusted himself to her.
She felt him get harder as she began to take him deeper into her
throat. Ever y few strokes she would
pull out just a bit to catch her breath until his whole body tensed. She sealed her lips around his member as he
spurted. She continued until he was done
and licked him clean.
Grant pulled the
blanket off of her.
“Merry Christmas,” he
smiled.
“Same to you,
Master.”
“Is your
sister-in-law making monkey-bread again?” He asked.
“Uh-huh,” she
grinned.
“Well let’s get you a
little more presentable shall we?”
Brandy pouted and
stretched herself out seductively, “You don’t like?”
“I do but I am sure
your brother might think otherwise.”
Grant unlocked and
unbuckled her and let her use the bathroom before claiming the room for his
shower. Brandy slipped on one of her
oversized sleepshirts and wrapped a robe around herself before heading
downstairs.
Lacey was sitting at
the kitchen table cradling a mug of coffee in her hands. She was a petite woman with Irish-red hair
and pale complexion to match.
“No Brett?” Brandy
asked grabbing a mug and filling it from the coffee maker.
“Still snoring
away. And your man?”
Brandy grinned, “He’s
up and now is taking a shower. He’ll be awhile.”
Brandy pulled a chair
up across from Lacey and took a tentative sip of her coffee to see how hot it
was.
Lacey looked Brandy
and smiled, “I didn’t know you guys had reindeer hanging around here…”
Brandy froze.
“Yeah. There was one out by our snowman last
night. The outdoor light woke me up and
there it was, buck naked and all.”
All Brandy could do
was sit there in silence like a deer caught in the headlights.
Lacey then leaned
over to her sister-in-law, “maybe you can show me the ropes sometime. I would
like to surprise Brett; give him a gift he wasn’t expecting, if you know what I
mean…
-o0o-
Post note: I have had several people ask me about what was in the box. Well, here is your answer.
T.S.
