T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, only the click of a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with whips
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be in the nip!
The readers are nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of alphas danced in their heads,
And the dominatrix in her leathers and him in his chains
Have settled their bodies for long BDSM canes!
When out in the bar there arose such a clatter,
Alpha sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
He tore open the red drapes and threw off the sash.
The moon on the breast of the dominatrix was aglow
Gave lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature cross and eight slaps for his rear.
With a little anal driver, so lively and quick,
He knew in a moment she was going to sit on his dick.
More rapid than a drill with his semen he came
And she whistled and shouted and called them by name.
“Cum Felix, Cum Caleb, Cum Luca and Dillon!
On Tasha, on Kammie, on Meg we can feel them!”
From the tip of their toes to the their knees they do fall,
Now strip away, strip away, strip away all!
As the alpha does bend to feel the beat of the whip,
When she beats him she does it whilst feeling his hip.
So up to the end she does give him her best
With a case full of toys and St Andrews Cross in the chest.
And then with a cry she heard him call out,
The pulsing and coursing made him give shout.
As he drew back his head and looked at the ground,
She smiled at him and he came with a bound.
She was dressed all in fur from her head to her feet
And her clothes were all tarnished with beads of her heat.
A bundle of toys she had flung on her back
And she looked like a peddlar just opening her sack.
Her eyes, how they twinkle! Her dimples how merry!
Her cheeks were like roses, her nose like a cherry!
Her full little mouth was ready to bite,
And the pink of her tongue was a beautiful sight.
The stump of her whip she held tight in her teeth,
And the leather, it encircled her head like a wreath.
She had big boobs and a flat little belly
That shook when she laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
She was skinny and gorgeous, a real naughty imp
And the alpha did smile when she treated him like a pimp.
A lick of his tip and a pull on his length
Soon gave him to know she had real strength.
She spoke not a word but went straight to her work
She whipped him and caressed him then pulled with a jerk.
And laying her finger on the side of his arse
He gave her a nod and she drove it home real fast.
He sprang in the air and gave a loud scream,
“And again” he screamed for her to keep going like a dream!
But he heard her exclaim, before she drove him to flight,
“Happy Christmas to all and to all a goodnight!”