" Want me to get Mrs. Claus involved?"The elf grumbled and reached into his many pouches and pockets clustered around his waist producing awls, screwd...ivers, hammers, chisels, a red high heel, and finally some red lipstick. In seconds or hours (What is time with Santa? The clock did not move from midnight unless he wished it.), the elf finished his grim labors.Bright dark red lipstick accented Sally's gag with matching shades on her large aureoles. Faint perfume wafted from her half-naked body.. He sniffed and smiled. ‘That wouldn’t be beef stew would it?’ She said, ‘It might.’ He got down on his knees and begged her to allow him to join her for dinner. He explained laughing that the servants in his mothers home didn’t understand the wonderment of simple food like beef stew. He promised in return that he would take her out for dessert at the exquisite and expensive ice cream parlor around the corner. Feeling very brave, she accepted. Told him to talk a walk and return in ten minutes.. Consuming cum is something that is totally enforced by my Master.Most of the time however I'm humbled, humiliated, used and abused. Daddy has a girl friend proper who he has a whole other life with. Since his wife doesn't give it up enough to him and when his home life becomes tiresome thats where I come in. Daddy tells me all the time how I'm the "perfect girl friend" since he never has to worry about knocking me up or respecting me. I'd never come around except to service his sexual desires. Then I hesitated, feeling guilty, but not guilty enough to put them back.When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Sandy sitting on the bed, still in her towel, rubbing cream on her legs. I didn't mean to stare but I couldn't help it. The towel barely covered her legs. I thought I could see a wisp of pubic hair as she worked to smooth the cream on her thighs. My face turned scarlet when she looked up and smiled at me, seemingly unconcerned that I could see between her legs."Uh... thanks, good.