Christmas Congratulations

by Cat Summerfield

  "You were so good," he tells me, and kisses me. I kiss him back, desperately, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. He holds me tightly and then there is another pair of arms around me. A hand on my chin pulls me away - Ry, because he wants to kiss me too. Both of them hold me, comfort me, until my panic and emptiness ease, and I smile at both of them.

  "You were incredible," I tell them.

  "We were incredible," Ry says, and helps me to my feet. My legs threaten to give way, but he helps me to the bed, where my next scene is about to take place.

  Mabb and Fen are already there, already naked, and already busy. Fen's head is on the pillows and he's looking down at Mabb, his hand in his cotton-candy hair as Mabb sucks hungrily at his cock. Fen looks down at him fondly, and then raises an eyebrow at me. It's not a challenge; if anything I think he's asking me silently if I'm sure I want this.

  But you know what? Yeah, I do. Especially after that incredible thing that just happened. It'll be nice to do something that's still sexy while not involving my currently-senstive parts. Besides, I've just spotted that Mabb's pubic hair is also pink, and for some reason I find that ludicrously hot. I settle down on the bed and get as comfortable as I can. I'll just assume that Tenar's taken care of all the camera-related stuff. I can just have some fun.

  I take his cock in my hand. It's shorter than the twins - maybe that's his fairy blood. It's definitely his fairy blood that makes it sparkle, and I lick at it, half expecting it to taste sweet. It doesn't, but it does taste different - different from the full-blooded elves, different from Nick. He smells of violets, I realise, and when I lap at the bead of precome at the tip of his cock, I find that he tastes that way as well. He doesn't stop sucking Fen's cock but he does give a muffled sound of approval, so I continue what I was doing.

  Given its human size, it's much easier to deep throat Mabb. It's almost relaxing after my wonderful ordeals of the evening. I glance up occasionally to see him doing the same to Fen, and the sight of it stirs my aching loins. Mabb's so pretty, and Fen's cock is - if anything - even bigger than the twins' were. Mabb's lips are stretched around it, and he takes it deep easily with no problems. He's obviously well-practised. I turn back to my own task, remember that I'm here to pleasure Mabb, not to wonder about his private life, definitely not to wonder who tops and who bottoms, or if they swap.

  Shifting slightly and wincing at the pain all over my body, I return to deep throating him, appreciating the way his cock constricts my throat; loving the way it makes it hard to breathe. That makes my pussy tingle and I groan, impossibly wanting to be filled again.

  As we keep at it, Fen's breathing gets deeper and quicker, Mabb's too, though it's muffled by Fen's cock. I want to touch myself but I don't - I remind myself that this is about them, and about Nick. I know it's about me, too, but I'm trying to distract myself.

  Fen comes first, deep in Mabb's mouth, and Mabb starts coming before Fen has even stopped. He obviously loves the taste of his lover's come, for it to send him over the edge like that.

  I'm not so very far from coming either by the time they're done, and I collapse onto the bed, breathless.

  It feels almost like I pass out or fall asleep. When I open my eyes again, I'm alone on the bed and I wonder for a moment if all of that was just a dream. My aching body tells me it was not.

  I sit up, and see Tenar at the foot of the bed. He smiles his cool smile at me.

  "And now, if you're willing - I would like my turn."

  I lick my lips and look at his impossibly beautiful self. Out of all of them, he is the most stereotypically elf-like. Ethereal, perfect, unreal. And yes. Yes I do want him to take his turn.

  "Yes," I tell him, and my voice is surprisingly even. "You especially deserve a reward for all you've done. You're incredibly talented, and you ought to get whatever you want."

  "Whatever I want?" His eyes gleam.

  "Within reason," I amend cautiously. "What do you want?"

  "I want to tie you to the bed and spank you, and then fuck you in that perfect peach of an ass."

  I stare at him. It seems so odd to hear him say such base things. They're base things I can get behind though. "Be gentle," I say, fluttering my eyelashes at him.

  "As gentle as such things can be," he says, and helps me to my feet.

  Setting me at the foot of the bed, where he's already moved the trunk out of the way, he puts me in a spread-eagled position and ties me up like that: wrists to the top of the posts, ankles to the bottom. Unlike Nick, he's come prepared and doesn't need to use the tinsel. He uses fine rope, and I bite my lip. Being tied up like this makes me feel - vulnerable. And I like it.

  Without preamble, Tenar slaps his hand against my ass. I yelp, more out of surprise than pain.

  "If you want me to stop, please tell me," he says.

  "I don't want you to stop," I say. "I really, really want you to keep going."

  Another slap, harder this time; a pause to allow me to tell him to stop. I do no such thing. The slaps get harder, more painful, but there's a strange sort of pleasure that comes with them. A sadomasochistic sort of pleasure, but there's also the pleasure of knowing that Tenar wants this and I'm giving it to him. It's similar to the kick I got out of being used by Py and Ry for their pleasure. A feeling of submitting to their whims and wants. I feel it with Nick sometimes too, that I get more satisfaction out of his own orgasms than I do my own. It's like that now: each slap against my ass is more for Tenar than me, it's about his reward. Especially tied up like this - I feel like a gift being presented for him.

  My ass cheeks are tingling by the time he's done, and I bet I'll be bruised tomorrow. I wonder if Nick will like seeing my ass all black and blue. I try to turn to get a glimpse at what Tenar's doing since he's stopped, but I'm tied up so well that I can't really turn at all. I find that I like that as well; not knowing what's coming next, and not being able to do anything to stop it.

  I find out soon enough in any case, when I feel the slick, lubed tip of his cock press against my aching hole. He's waiting - and then I realise that he's waiting for permission.

  "Yes," I whisper, and he presses in.

  I breathe in deeply, trying to stay as relaxed as I can. He's not prepared me at all, but I'm still somewhat stretched from earlier. It still hurts though, and my breathing is ragged as he presses into me, stretching my poor abused hole for all it's worth.

  "That's good," Tenar purrs, and I sob as he presses in more. I feel like I can't take any more, I can't possibly, but he keeps telling me how good I am, and I don't want to let him down, so I take it, and take it, and then - oh god - he's all the way inside me. He doesn't give me any time to get used to it, he just starts to fuck me. He's gentle at first but words like more and harder tumble from my mouth and he gives me what I ask for. Just when I think that I genuinely can't take any more my orgasm rips through me and I scream. I feel wetness dripping down my thighs, and then seconds later all that pain and pleasure and fullness rip another from me, and then another. I'm crying now, my whole body shaking, and thank god that I'm tied up like this because there's no way that my legs would hold me. And then I'm coming again - and this time I pull Tenar along with me. He cries out into the night, hips moving in tiny little thrusts as he fills my ass with his elven come. We're coming together, riding the wave of it, my ass squeezing and wringing everything from him.

  And then I do, finally, pass out.

  I wake up not long after, on the bed again, in my silky nightdress this time. I sit up and find all five of them sitting at the side of the bed, looking at me with concern. I sit up and am surprised that I don't ache anywhere near as much as I would expect. I feel so good in fact, that once again I wonder if it was a dream.

  "Shouldn't - shouldn't I be hurting?" I ask, and guilt flashes across Tenar's face.

  "I gave you an elven draught to ease the pain. I - am sorry. We pushed you past all endurance - I told them to-"

  "You did what I wanted. What me and Nick wanted. You let us
give you a reward." I look at all of them sitting there, and an idea comes to me. I couldn't possibly take any of them again, I'm not sure I could even manage a blow job, but I feel like there should be something to mark the end of tonight. I glance over at the camera and see that the red light is still flashing. "Maybe you could give me one more thing that I want?"

  "Anything," Ry says. "We'll give you anything you want."

  I sit up, and drop to the floor on my knees before them. All five look at me, confused.

  "I want you to come on me. Jerk yourselves off and come on me. For the camera. For me."

  The twins nod without hesitation, and after a glance at each other, so do Mabb and Fen. Tenar nods last.

  "If you're sure about this, then we will give you what you ask for."

  "I'm sure. I love it," I reassure him.

  They take their cocks out of the trousers, and I look at them, feeling a hint of sadness that this might be the last time. But then, why should it be? They live here with us - what's to stop us having a little fun in future? If Nick wants to watch or even join in, he is very, very welcome.

  As they start to stroke themselves, I look up at their faces, to see what they look like as they come close to coming. Fen gives a dreamy smile; Mabb's head rests on his shoulder, eyes closed and pretty lips slightly parted. The twins, of course, look identical, open-mouthed grins and glazed eyes. Tenar looks almost haughty, as though he is trying to control himself, as though he wants to be the last to come - but he's the first. I feel his hot come on my skin, on my chin and on my chest. He looks startled to be the first, but the others follow not long after. The twins come on my cheeks and lips and I lick at it, tasting their creamy come. Mabb next, on my lips too, and I enjoy the different flavour of him. Fen comes across my shoulders and chest, and as all of them sink back to their seats, breathing heavily, I draw my fingers through all the come, so much of it. I love it when Nick comes on me but this is so much more. I feel incredibly wicked, and incredibly satisfied.

  I feel like I could sleep forever - but first a bath. For all of us.

  "Let's go to the hotsprings," I say. "We could all do with a good cleaning."

  "Especially you," Ry says with a grin, and I laugh.

  "Especially me," I say, and hold up my hand so that one of them can help me up. They all reach out their hands.

  I let all of them pull me to my feet and help me through the corridors to the warm waters of the springs. All of them, even Fen, who seemed interested in only Mabb when it came to sex, help me into the water, help me to get clean.

  As we sit there in the water, relaxing together, I think that it must surely be past midnight now.

  "Merry Christmas," I say, and oh boy, it really has been.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Christmas Day morning is always a quiet one for us.

  Since Nick gets home with the dawn, he usually sleeps late and then we have a relaxing day until we all come together – Me and Nick, the elves, Yolena and the other servants – for Christmas dinner.

  This time it's much the same. I'm asleep when Nick gets home, and after I wake I go to get some things ready for dinner so that the evening will be less chaotic. I marvel at how little I hurt; that elven draught it truly a thing of wonder.

  I don't see anyone for most of the morning, which isn't a surprise. Everyone tends to sleep late.

  I go back to the bedroom with a pot of tea and two cups, and smile to see that Nick is awake.

  “Good morning,” I tell him, putting the tea on the bedroom cabinet and sitting on the bed so that I can kiss him. “How was work?”

  “Fine. A couple of close calls – these kids are getting smart. Some of them had set up webcams to try and catch me!”

  “Lucky you don't look much like the Santa they expect,” I joke as I pour our tea. “Even if they did catch you they'd just think you were a burglar.”

  “Like you did, you mean?”

  I chuckle, and hand him his tea. “Exactly.”

  He takes a sip and then sighs contentedly. “So. How was your night?”

  “Pretty darn good, actually. But you'll find out; we got it all on tape after all.”

  "Then let's watch it," Nick says, and I blink. Somehow this hadn't occurred to me - that Nick would want me to watch it with him. I'm not sure I want to. I've never been a fan of porn. Not that there I saw a whole lot of it when I lived back when I lived in what I think of as the real world, aka everything outside of the North Pole. That was the sixties, and I saw some of it, but it always made me feel a little odd. And the modern stuff - I'm not entirely sure about that, either. It makes me feel strange. Turned on, yes, but I feel so naughty.

  Then again, I've just been in a gang-bang with five elves. I think I've gone past the realms of naughty.

  Besides, I have to say that I'm a little curious. I know I missed some of the stuff that was happening. Sometimes I was getting so carried away with how everything felt that I wasn't paying too much attention to who was doing it to me.

  "Alright," I say, and my throat's thick with nervousness. "Let's watch."

  We decide to watch in bed. After all, assuming the video does what it's supposed to and turns Nick on, we're probably going to get pretty hot and heavy. I strip but not all the way. I keep my panties on and my black vest top - I want Nick to be paying attention to the video, not me, and my breasts have always been very distracting for him.

  He strips most of the way too, down to his boxers. His everything is very distracting for me, and I start to run my hands over his arms, his thighs. He has to capture my wrists, and he kisses the back of each hand. Grinning at me, he says, "Be a good girl."

  I manage to nod. He always says things like that and it just takes my breath away. I bite my lip and snuggle close to him, taking his hand. He grabs the remote and switches on the video.

  At first, it's horribly uncomfortable. It's just me standing there in the centre of the screen, looking unsure. The twins look overly excited. Mabb takes Fen's hand and whispers something in his ear - I didn't notice that at the time.

  But then Tenar takes charge, coming forward and kissing me thoroughly. From there, it gets a whole lot less awkward and a whole lot sexier. Even I don't look too bad. I thought that I'd look terribly plain next to these gorgeous elves, but I look cute. Even sexy. Especially when Py and Ry come up behind me. I bite my lip, remembering how that felt. How all of it felt.

  As the tape plays on, I find myself paying attention not to what's on the screen, but to my husband. it's fascinating to see what he likes. He's only mildly interested while I'm giving Py the blowjob, but he's very interested when Tenar is eating me out. He likes Py and Ry fucking me - he starts touching himself through his briefs during that bit. He really likes the bit where I'm deep-throating Mabb while he's blowing Fen at the same time; that's when he pulls his hard cock out and starts stroking himself. I lick my lips at the sight of it - I want to taste it. But I want to wait to see what he thinks of the rest of the video. He groans while Tenar is spanking me; groans louder when he starts to fuck me in the ass, tied up helplessly to the posts of the bed. I glance at the screen and am startled to notice that in the background, Ry and Py are watching, jerking off to it, and that Fen is fucking Mabb up against the wall. I blush at how much I like seeing that; maybe they'll make a video for me one day. But Nick's favourite scene seems to be the one when I'm on my knees with all five of them standing around me and jerking off over me. As the sight of me covered in come, he cries out, his come spurting over his stomach in thick pearly strings.

  I can't help myself then: I lean over him, wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, taking the last of his come in my mouth. And then I lick up the rest hungrily. I look up at him and he looks down at me with glazed eyes, and pulls me up for a kiss. He presses his tongue into my mouth even though he must be able to taste his own come - or maybe that's part of the reason he wants to kiss me now. He's still breathing hard but his hand creeps down between my legs and presses a finge
r inside me. I groan but it's swallowed up by his kiss, and I shiver at how good it feels, even better since I'm already so turned on. A selfish part of me wishes he hadn't already come so that he could fuck me, hard, but I'll take whatever I can get.

  "I think it's time for your Christmas present," Nick says in a husky voice, and I pull back to look at him.

  "Wh-what do you mean?"

  He grins at me and leans over to our bedside cabinet. He pulls out a present, tastefully wrapped in golden foil, with a velvety golden ribbon in a bow.

  "Merry Christmas, darling."

  I look from him to the present, and then open it carefully. Inside is a plain golden box, and when I open it-

  Wow.

  It's a dildo, made of metal, long and thick but not quite as thick as Nick's cock. It's perfectly smooth and has an elegant curve to it. It looks almost like it could be a piece of art, and I giggle at the thought of displaying it on our mantlepiece.

  "Do you like it?" Nick asks. "I made it myself."

  "Is it real gold?"

  "Yes. Only the best for you, my love."

  When I touch it, it's cold under my fingers. A real gold dildo. It's an unusual present to be sure - not exactly the average Christmas gift - but I like it very much.

  "I love it," I tell him with a smile. "Maybe we could use it now?''

  He grins at me. "Do you mean because I spoiled things by coming already?"

  "I just took that as a compliment," I laugh, and hand the dildo to him. "But I would really like it if you used it on me."

  He nods and pushes me back against the pillows, pulling my panties off and throwing them aside. He pushes my legs open and grins at what he sees. With one finger he strokes my lips down there, and spends a few moments rubbing my clit until I'm breathless. Then he puts the dildo to my opening and I gasp - it's so cold! it's so - firm, there's no give to it at all. As Nick pushes it inside me I gasp, both at the girth of it and how cold it is - how heavy, too. He continues to play with my clit, though, with firm circular motions, and the pain melts away soon enough.