Helpless Holidays
Twas The Night Before Christmas
by scifiscribbler
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through your mind
No ideas were stirring, except for all mine;
Your stockings were hung by the bedpost with care
To match with a chest you’d been told to keep bare;
Harem dolls were nestled all snug in your beds
While visions of pendulums danced in your heads
And you in your teddy, and she in your lap
Had just settled your brains for conditioning nap,
When out by the door there arose such a clatter
Your mantras had to tell you that it could not matter.
I stepped into the bedroom and lit the spiral flash
You dropped to your knees and presented your ass
The moon on the breast of the brainwashed new doll
Shone bright as your eyes in your head they did roll.
“Now Nikki! Now Bambi! Now Becki and Tina!
Now Jenni and Debbi and Cyndi and Gina!
To your knees by my feet! To worship my balls!
Drop! Obey! Drop! Obey! Drop! Obey all!”
And then, in a twinkling, I heard from behind
The voice that shaped all the rules in my mind.
I lowered my head and was turning around
Behind me stood Master, grinning like a hound.
Dressed all in leather, from foot up to head,
And I wanted him only to take me to bed.
His eyes - how they glittered! My will shook like jelly!
His smirk was contagious, it shivered my belly!
The shape of a mantra he held in his teeth,
But I knew it would soon be my steadfast belief
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke of my trigger, I dropped with a jerk
And kneeling before him my mouth went to work.
And when he was done, and I’d been baptised
He told me that really I was hypnotised.
I was chained to his sleigh, like his team heard a whistle,
And away we all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as we sprang out of sight,
“Merry Christmas to all, you shall be my delight!”