As you log off the internet, you mentally survey the house. Each room is neat but lived in. Master did not leave you any chores for the day. He always...says we live in a house not a museum, he is not obsessed with everything being in the right place and spotless. He actually gets mad sometimes when you put his stuff away. He likes things where he left them. You would lick the kitchen floor clean if he told you too but he is not that kind of Master. He doesn't make you do things just to. “Craig?” My voice sounds groggy and deep even to me, I swallow down and cough a little as my throat feels like sandpaper. “Water” I whisper and I see someone pass Craig a bottle of water before he tips the bottle up and allows a few icy drops into my mouth. “Thank you.”I purr leaning back against him, “Where are we?” I continue opening my eyes again to see him. “We are outside the club” He says before kissing my forehead laughing at my confused look, “You fainted.” “Wait, I fainted… what!. So I began drying off with the T-shirt I wore under my clothes. Unbeknownst to me, he had come in and while I was drying my face. I felt him drying my back with his towel. It startled me, but I let him do it. Since I didn't stop him, he began drying my whole body. When he came around front, he stooped and grabbed my cock. Instant boner! I couldn't help it. I asked him to kiss it. He said "I'm not comfortable doing that." I said no problem. Then not 5 seconds later he had me in his mouth! It. C. jumped to her feet and punched the intercom connection to the stable.“Yes Santa” came the bright and cheerful voice of the head elf of sleigh schedules.“This is NOT Santa, this is Mrs. C and I want a sleigh ready in 5 minutes. I need to be in the USA as soon as possible!” She did not bother to wait for a reply, but simply closed the communications, looked once more at the lascivious Lily as she slid the North Pole Pleasure stick in and out of her pussy and then headed back to her room to get.