"Wrapped Up Tight: Our Very Own X-Mas Present" by littlemissjazz _______________ Scene Set-Up: It is Christmas Eve in the city and the night is dark and fridgid. Snow liters the ground outside of the local bar that looks warm and inviting. A car is parked in the lot where our first main man sits with the heat blasting, waiting patiently for his Christmas gift. Our second main man hurries across the lot with the listener slung across his shoulder, blindfolded and bound in the fridgid yet exciting Christmas air. She barely moves nor speaks when she is placed in the backseat of the car. ______________ ***Script Starts Here [Sound of Christmas music playing on the car radio] [Sound of a car door opening & shutting] Sir: You got her? Master:: Yeah, I got her. She’s in the backseat. Sir: You should’ve told me! I would’ve helped you carry her out of the bar and get her in the backseat. Master: Nah, don’t sweat it. She’s lightweight. (chuckles) Can’t believe how easy that was. I didn’t even have to do much of anything. We flirted, bought her a drink, and we went to get busy in the bathroom. Soon as her back was turned, I covered her mouth and told her if she says anything at all, I’ll punish her. Sir: *aroused* Mmm….was she a good girl? Master: *giddy* Oh, she was better than good. She listened to everything I said. Never moved or said a thing when I tied her wrists and ankles together, but I could feel her shivering. She barely even wiggled when I threw her over my shoulder and took her out the back entrance. Sir: (groans) Mmm, ****, I can just picture her now…all bound, gagged and blindfolded on the leather car seats, only hearing us and never seeing us. Doesn’t even know where we’re taking her. Master: You should’ve seen how good she looked sitting at the bar. Those jeans were filling out that perfect, round ass of hers so nicely. I just wanted to bend her over the bar and spank her until that ass was red. Sir: (growls) ****! I’m so hard that my **** is aching in these sweats. Dammit, can’t we **** her now? Master: No way. This is too good of an opportunity to mess up. And we need to stick to the plan, remember? We can’t let this thing go to waste…or let her go to waste. She’s too good. Sir: You’re right. Let’s just hope I don’t get a ticket speeding us over there. Master: (chuckles) Just be patient, my friend. All good things CUM to those who wait. Now let’s get out of here before someone sees us. ***Scene Cut (to a dungeon) Master: Wake up. Wake up, baby. Come on now, baby doll…you don’t wanna miss out on this, do you? Wake up for us. Sir: Shit, she’s really out cold. Did you slip her something? Master: You know how I feel about that shit. I didn’t even have to drug her to get her to oblige to my orders. But the drive was long. Sir: (laughs) And no speeding tickets. Hey, she’s waking up. Master: There she is. Look at those beautiful eyes. I swear, I could fall right into those eyes. I hope you appreciate the fact that we took the blindfold off of you. We wanted you to see your new surroundings for the night. So make yourself comfortable, baby. You’re going to be here for a while. Sir: Hope you don’t mind the bondage. We had to use Christmas lights to improvise. Though you do look quite adorable, like our very own little Christmas gift. [A pause] Who are we? (chuckles) Does it really matter? You don’t need to know us, but we know you. Oh, yes, baby. We know you very, very well. Master: You see, we’ve been sent to fetch personally fetch you. You’ve been a very naughty girl this year. We know aaaall about those dirty little things you’ve been doing on the low, when you think nobody is watching. Sir: Sending those naughty little pictures to your boyfriend when he’s at work. Scrolling through that damn GWA shit at work, touching yourself under your desk…even going out to buy that naughty lingerie to wear to your boyfriend’s parents’ house for Christmas dinner. *whispers* We know everything, baby. Master: And we’ve been sent to punish you for it. After all, you have been naughty. Naughty girls don’t deserve anything nice for Christmas. They deserve to be punished. Sir: And that, our gorgeous little girl, is what we’re going to do to you. We’re going to punish you so good that you’ll have no choice but to be a good girl for us by the end of tonight. But we won’t be giving you coal. (chuckles) Oh, no, baby…we’ll be giving you so much more. Master: We will mark and spank that pretty, round ass of yours until it is red and you’re begging us to stop. We will own every single part of you, whether you like it or not. And…of course…we will **** you. We’ll **** you inside, outside, upside ******* down, however and wherever we want in this room. And you’ll love it. Sir: You’ll love every single part of it. Every smack, every order we whisper in your ear, every pull of that hair, every thrust of our cocks. We will **** you so good that no other man will ever be able to compare. Even your boyfriend. Master: Consider this your Christmas gift this year. To be punished and owned by two sexy strangers in a dungeon. Sir: No one knows we’re here. Master: And no one will find you. Sir: For the next few hours until sunrise, you are ours. So I suggest you be a good little girl and do everything we tell you to do…unless you really want to be hurt. Do you understand, baby girl? Master: [A pause] I believe the man asked you a question. Tell Sir [Insert Name Here] that you understand…or do I have to make you answer him? Sir: [A pause] Good girl. Two rules that you must follow before we start though. Number one: Always address me as Sir [Insert Name Here] and him as Master [Insert Name Here]. Got it? [A pause] Good girl. You already caught onto Rule number 2: Always do everything we say. If we order you to do something, you do it. If we ask you a question, you answer it. All with obedience and no questions. Master: Mmm…I think she really understands now. Look at how she’s quivering. Her eyes are twinkling as bright as these Christmas lights. You like the idea of being ordered around, hm? Of being completely owned? Sir: I think she ******* does. (groans) ****, you naughty ******* thing! Look at you, pressing your thighs together to hide the fact that you’re aroused from this. (scoffs) What, you think we can’t see it? I wouldn’t be surprised if your panties were already soaked. Master: Why don’t we find out? If we find that you’re wet, we’re punishing you so you’d better hope you’re not. Sir: Uh-huh…just as I suspected. You left a spot right on the chair. Master: You naughty ******* girl! You really deserve a punishment now. Let’s get this blindfold on those eyes…can you see me? [A pause] Good. Now Sir and I are going to place you on the bed on your hands and knees, only because your wrists and ankles are tied. If you move even a single inch from that position, we will punish you so bad you’ll have bruises on your ass for weeks. [Master & Sir move the listener to the bed] Sir: There we go. Mmm, such a perfect position. Your ass looks so pretty in those cute little red panties of yours. Such cute little bows too…too bad they’ll have to come off. [Sound of cloth ripping] (laughs) Damn right, I ripped them. What are you gonna do about it? Master: Nothing. She loves it too much. Now then…Sir and I are going to each take turns spanking you. When we do, you count, and if you miss a number, we’ll add five spankings each. Understood? [A pause] Good girl. Sir: And you’d better keep that position. Don’t you ******* move. Master: Alright then…here comes the first one, baby. You ready? [Spank!] Sorry. I didn’t let you answer that one. It doesn’t matter whether you’re ready or not. Sir: Here comes the second one. [Spank!] That’s right, count. Count for us. You’re being a very good girl for us. Master: Here’s the third one. [Spank!] (groans) ****! The way your ass jiggles like that every time we hit it…I cannot wait to see how it jiggles when I’m ******* you from behind. ‘Cause it’s gonna happen, darling. Just lettin’ you know. [Spank!] Sir: [Spank!] She knows it’s gonna happen. I mean, look at her! She’s practically pleading for us to do it. You little minx. Look at you; your ass high in the air and those little sounds coming from those lips. You’re so hot for us that you can barely think straight. Master: [Spank!] So you like being punished, hm? [Spank!] You like us taking turns spanking that ass until our handprints appear on your skin? You like being marked by us? [Spank!] ****…you really are naughty. Sir: [Spank!] Such a dirty thing, enjoying your punishment. Maybe we should torture her more, you think? Master: (chuckles deviously) I thought you’d never ask. Because I have an idea. Baby, listen to me carefully. Sir and I are going to turn you over and untie your wrists and ankles. If you even try to move without our permission, you won’t be walking for weeks. Understood? [A pause] Good. [Master & Sir turn over & untie the listener] Sir: There we go, baby. Mmm, look at you…you can’t even hide the fact that you’re aroused. Let’s see how horny you get once we tie your wrists and ankles to these bed posts. Master: (chuckles) There we go. Very nice hand work, if I do say so myself. Sir: Mmm, our naughty girl seems to think so too. Look at how she’s struggling not to writhe. And how erect those nipples are! (groans) *strained* I need to get those titties in my mouth. Master: Not just yet. She still needs to learn her lesson. Let’s get some other toys worth using. Sir: Mmm, my pleasure. [A slight pause as you gather the toys] Here we are, my darling. Let’s get these on you…mmm, so beautiful. Those nipple clamps make your nipples look so pretty and suckable. I know you must be going crazy since all you can do is feel. Pain and pleasure is truly a confusing combination, no? Master: And that combination is only going to get more intense. Can you smell that, gorgeous? (chuckles softly) That’s right; it is vanilla. A vanilla-scented candle. And the wax is going right onto that gorgeous, soft skin of yours. Sir: *giddily* Let me do this. I wanna see her body jump and hear those little mews, begging for us to stop. Master: Go right ahead. I want to pull on those nipple clamps while you do it. I want her sobbing for us to take her. Sir: (moans) ****…look at you. Cheeks flushed, nipples erect and panting. And I barely got any wax on you! Just a little bit on your chest at most. Mmm…and the sight of Master [Insert Name Here] pulling on those nipples isn’t such a bad sight either. Master: Does it feel good, baby? Are you getting your own Christmas present out of this? I know I am seeing Sir [Insert Name Here] pour more of that wax onto your stomach. My **** is aching for you. Sir: (laughs) Listen to her beg! Such a greedy little cockslut, aren’t you, baby? No, no…not yet. Naughty girls work for the dick after all. Master: *growly* So do it. Work for it, slut. Be a good girl and beg for it while we have our fun with you. You won’t get our cocks until we say you do. Sir: Just one more bit of wax on those ****, darling. Yes, those sounds are absolutely delicious. Hmm…I think she’s had enough, Master[Insert Name Here]. What do you think? Mostly, it’s because I want my **** in her mouth. Master: Well, I think she could do more work to deserve it, but you do what you want, Sir [Insert Name Here]. She is also yours for tonight. Sir: (chuckles) Great answer. Can you feel that, darling? That light little tickle up your side? What do you think it is? Answer wrong and we’ll leave you here. [A pause] Yes, good girl! They are leather straps. Straps to a flogger, more specifically. Such a smart girl you are. Master: Obviously, she’s familiar with this feeling. Aren’t you, girl? Have you gotten whipped and flogged before because you wanted to? [A pause] (laughs) Look at her nodding yes. So eager you are. Well, for doing such a good job taking your punishment, we’ll have to reward you. Sir, would you like to do the honors of filling her mouth first while I get the vibrator? Sir: (growls) It’s my pleasure. Turn your head, baby girl. That’s right. Can you feel me standing beside you? [Sound of a belt buckle & a zipper] I love seeing that little shiver of anticipation when I unbuckle my belt. You can’t wait for my **** to be inside of you, can you? (groans) And there I am, darling: thick, hard and out in the open. All for you. All for you to take deep down that throat, whether you like it or not. Master: Now, baby…when Sir decides to sink his **** inside of your mouth, I want you to take all of it. And while you do that, I’m going to circle this cute little clit with this vibe and pull on your nipples with the clamps. If you try to struggle or give Sir teeth, I’ll smack you with the flogger. But if you’re good, I just might make you cum. Understand? Sir: [A pause] (laughs) You say that now, but let’s see if you can take it. Mmm…can you feel that, doll, hm? My hard, thick cockhead against those soft lips of yours? Give it a kiss. Show it some love. (moans) That’s it. Show your Sir how you treat a ****. Master: Let’s get this vibe on… [Sound of buzzing] and circle that little clit of yours. (laughs) It’s so agonizing, right? You want me to go faster and harder, but I won’t. Don’t even think about moving, girl. The only thing you move is your tongue and your mouth while you’re taking Sir’s ****. [Improv from both Master & Sir] Sir: (growls frustratedly) Enough of this. Open your mouth for me, girl. [Moaning as you sink inside of her mouth] That’s it. ****! Master: How is it? Sir: [Moaning between lines] God, it’s…it’s like heaven! ****, your pretty little throat is sucking me in, baby girl. Master: Have you been aching for this dick down your throat? Have you been craving it? Show him, then. Show him how much you appreciate his **** while I circle this needy little clit with this vibe. Can you imagine it’s me? My cockhead rubbing and stroking that clit before I finally sink inside of you? Sir: [Grunting & moaning] ****! Come on, baby. Take me deeper. Ah-ah…no pulling back. Master: Oh…so you’re resisting, hm? That won’t do now, will it? I’m going to smack you with this flogger five times and each time I do, you’re going to say, “I’m sorry, Sir and Master, for disobeying you”. Understand? [A pause] Good. [Smack!] Sir: That’s it, girl. Apologize for your disobedience. ****, you look so good bucking at the pain like that. Master: [Smack!] Louder! I wanna hear you say it louder! Apologize for your disobedience, girl! [Smack!] Sir: Here…let me do the last three. Master: (chuckles) Of course. Sir: [Smack!] Yes. Writhe for me, slut. Be a good little Christmas present for us and take this whipping. [Smack!] And if you do it well, we just might reward you. Would you like that? [A pause] Master: I don’t think I heard that. [Slap!] Tell us that you want us to reward you. That you want us to fill you to the rim. And if you use that whisper shit again, I’ll smack you in the face again. Simple as that. Sir: [A pause] Good girl. Sir: Last one, baby. [Smack!] Good girl! Such a good ******* girl! You deserve two rewards for that. Here’s the first one. [Soft kissing sounds] Master: And a kiss from me. Come here, gorgeous. [Soft kissing sounds] And now…here’s your second one. [Sound of a belt buckle & a zipper as you take off your pants] My ****. Can you feel it, baby? Can you feel it circling those lips as I circle your clit with the vibe? It’s double torture, isn’t it? Sir: Triple, rather. I know you can feel my **** gliding against those lips of yours. Tell us how much you want them. I can see that you’re aching for ‘em. So if you want your reward, you’d better beg. Beg us to fill both of your holes. Do it! Master: (chuckles) Good girl. Alright…here comes your reward, darling. You ready? [You moan as you sink inside of her] ****, you’re so tight! And so, so wet! How is it you’re this ******* wet? (laughs evilly) Oh, no, no, baby. You don’t get tender and slow tonight. Naughty girls get hard and fast. Sir: And not just in your *****…but in your mouth as well. [Grunting as you facefuck her] Come on, gag on it, slut. Gag on this ****. (moans in ecstasy) God, yes, that’s it! Take it! Take both of us! This is what you wanted, right? Master: [Moaning between lines] Is this what you’ve been waiting for? What you’ve wanted all year long? Well, now you got it, baby. Here’s your Christmas present. We’re both going to **** you so good you won’t be walking for days. And then we’ll give you the creampie of a lifetime when we finally cum inside of you. Sir: [Grunting] Yes…take it! Good ******* girl! Let me get a fistful of that hair…and pull it back so I can shove myself even deeper down your throat. Doesn’t feel good to be owned? To be used? Master: Such a good little slut, taking Sir [Insert Name Here]’s **** like that! You deserve your own little reward. Yes, baby…grind your hips while I rub that clit. Is that good? (chuckles) It certainly looks like it. Sir: [Moaning & grunting] Oh, ****…I think I’m gonna cum! [A pause] You too, baby? Master: *cooingly* You’re gonna cum for us, baby girl? [You stop] No…you don’t get to cum yet. Not until we say and definitely not until Sir [Insert Name Here] gets a ride in this perfect ***** too. What do you say, [Insert Name Here]? You want a piece of your Christmas present too? Sir: (chuckles) You don’t even have to ask. Let’s switch. …Now then…come here, baby. Open up to me. Master: And open that slutty mouth to me. [Moaning in unison as Master & Sir both sink inside] Sir: (grunts) God! [Insert Name Here], you were right. She’s so tight and so, so ******* wet. I-I don’t think I’ll last long. Master: Don’t worry about it. With the way she’s sucking this ****, I’ll be cumming down this chimney way quicker than I intended to. Sir: *growly* No! No cumming, you greedy girl. Not until we say so. So when he cums down that throat and I give you a own Christmas creampie, you’d better not cum until we say you can. Because you’re ours. We own you. We own every part of you, and that includes your orgasms. You understand? Master: Ah-ah, baby. (chuckles) Don’t talk with your mouth full. (moans in ecstasy) On second thought, never mind. Those gags around my **** feel so ******* good! [Dirty talk & moaning improv as Master & Sir continue to **** her] Sir: ****…I think I’m gonna cum! Master: Do it. Fill up her ***** while I cum down her throat. You ready, baby doll, hm? You ready for us to give you a white Christmas? You’d better take it then. Take every ounce of our cum inside of you. Sir: [Moaning towards climax] Yes, that’s it! Take me deeper, you good little slut! [Climax improv from both] Sir: [Panting softly] Such a good girl…taking us like that. Let’s get you to cum too, hm? Come on…come on, baby. Don’t hold back. You can cum now. Master: *whispering* That’s it, feel it. Feel Sir [Insert Name Here] rubbing that clit while I whisper in your ear. Cum for us. Be a good girl and cum for us. Let us give you the Christmas present you ******* deserve. Sir: [Panting through lines] That’s it! Buck those hips against me, baby, and cum! I’ve got you. We’ve both got you. [Encouragement improv from both before she finally climaxes] Sir: (sighs) Geez....I’m ******* drained. What about you, [Insert Name Here]? Master: My exhaustion doesn’t compare to the sweet little thing lying here on the bed. Poor baby…we really exhausted you, didn’t we? [A pause] (chuckles) Well, I’m glad we could please you. That satisfied smile says everything. Let’s get you out of these Christmas lights, hm? Sir: We didn’t tie ‘em too tight on you, did we, sweetie? (laughs) You would’ve wanted them tighter? Damn, [Insert Name Here]! You’ve really got a deviant little girl on your hands. Master: And I love every inch of her. Come on…lie down. Let me hold you. [Insert Name Here], you want in on this? Sir: (scoffs) I’d be stupid to not want it. Here, squeeze in tight between us, darling. Here’s some water if you need it. You look like we took a lot of out of you. Master: I have to say though, baby, I was kinda worried that we took this too far. Especially when we planned this all out for you. I was unsure if I even wanted to do it when you told me about this little fantasy of yours. Sir: I think I was the most unsure out of the both of you. It’s not every day that my best friend asks me to kidnap his girlfriend from a bar and join in on some *** fantasy. Master: Christmas Eve *** fantasy. What better way to make your fantasy come true than on Christmas? Consider this your gift, baby. (hums happily) I’m so happy you enjoyed it. And thanks for doing this for us, [Insert Name Here]. Sir: Anything for a best friend. And plus, who wouldn’t want to join in on the delicious fantasy of a beautiful woman? So…what should we do now? Master: Maybe a nice cuddle session first. And then maybe some dinner? What do you think, babe? [A pause] Babe? Sir: (laughs) Damn! I guess we really did take a lot out of her if she’s out like a light. Will she be okay? Master: She’ll be fine, but with that snoring, she’ll be out for about an hour. I could use some shut eye too. Dinner after we wake up? Sir: Definitely. Hopefully, it’s not Christmas Day when we wake. But if it is, maybe we can give this cutie another one of her personal Christmas gifts? Master: (chuckles) Mmm, sounds good to me. ***Script Ends Here