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stlnyc
12-16-2007, 7:34 AM
All lit up and nowhere to go.

December was a busy month, besides personally preparing for the holidays, buying gifts and it was also the busiest time at work for both myself and wife Jenn. While we didn’t mind being so busy during the holidays, it really put our bdsm scenes on hold. I was looking forward to a relaxing Christmas day off, but she had other plans.

Christmas Eve came around; I had worked all day and was happy to be home. We relaxed together on the couch and watched some movies. I was pretty tired and headed to bed; she mentioned that she would follow shortly after.

“Make sure you get a good night sleep, I have something planned for you tomorrow,” she said.

Too tired to think about her comment, but thinking it was Christmas related I went straight to bed.

I awoke around 8 Christmas morning to find that Jenn was already awake. This was not like her. Not only was she awake, she was dressed to the nines. She was wearing her new black ankle stiletto boots, black tights, a short black skirt and a low-cut red blouse. She looked amazing. The combination of her clothing choice and my morning wood had me at attention.

“Merry Christmas! I couldn’t sleep last night thinking about our day today, so I thought I would get an early start. Judging from the tent in your pants, I don’t think you mind.” She spoke.

I was about to say something when she cut me off.

“Strip! And put these on!” she barked at me.

Thinking I was about to get some Christmas loving, I did as I was told. She had thrown me my patent leather pumps with 5” stiletto metal heel complete with shoe locks. After I put the pumps on, I was hard as a rock, standing in front of her.

She led me to the bedroom and had be stand with my back against a support beam that belonged to our loft bed.

“Stand still, and Don’t make a sound.”

She began to wrap me up with stretch plastic wrap, first wrapping my body up tight and than wrapping my body to the support beam.

“I know you were hoping for a quite Christmas day today, and while it will be quiet, I’m going to have some devilish fun with you.”


By now, my whole body was wrapped in plastic wrap head to ankle with the exception of my mouth and bound to the support beam. Besides from be bound to the beam, I was stuck teetering in the 5” stiletto heels. Jenn, or should I properly and respectfully say Mistress Jennifer than affixed a large ball gag around my head and into my mouth, I felt a hole in the ball with my tongue but couldn’t figure out if that’s was really was. I than felt Mistress Jennifer fiddling with something on the gag and than heard her walk away. Her heels on the wood floor made such an arousing sound as she walked away from me and than back towards me.

“Slut, attached to you ball gag is a large funnel, a contraption I have been working on. You will be bound to this beam all day. The funnel will be used for everything from hydrating you with my urine or water to feeding you my leftovers, mashed into a paste and than added to my nectar or to the crumbled Viagra pill that will cause you even more torture and create more fun for me. If you’re good, maybe I’ll tease your worthless cock, otherwise watching you bound with a rock hard penis not getting any play will most likely be your fate for the day. First though, I think we need to get some Christmas lights wrapped around you.”

I was truly frightened. Knowing I would be bound here all day at the whim of my beautiful Mistress. I had no choice in the matter, besides being her slave, I was unable to move. While thinking about what was happening, I could feel Mistress Jennifer wrapping the lights around me

“There don’t you look pretty, all lit up and nowhere to go. I better go get the gifts I got you for Christmas and place them near your feet and take some pictures to remember how nice my tree looks. Than I think I will give you you’re first feeding as I’m sure your getting hungry.

I heard Mistress Jennifer walk away and than back shortly after and I could here her place boxes around me. I than heard her snapping pictures off and telling me how great of a job she did decorating her tree.

She than walked away again. When she returned, she swung her knee to my groin. I tried to make a yelp, but the ball gag prevented it. I couldn’t even bend over in pain.

“Slut, hope you’re ready for your first feeding. This one is very special and contains a treat, Hehe…Enjoy your breakfast, you may not be eating again for a while.

I hadn’t had anything to eat or drink since waking up, so I was eager for anything. I could feel and than tasted that she began to pour her nectar into the funnel and into my mouth. I swallowed it as it came in. It did feel a little grainy though and even though she didn’t have to tell me, I knew that this feeding contained the Viagra. Having no choice but to obey and consume what was given to me, I wondered what effect it would have on me and how the special treat would add to my torture this Christmas day.

stlnyc
12-16-2007, 7:35 AM
Part II

The smashed up Viagra took no time at all work. With my predicament and how excited I already was my hard-on was now stronger and harder than I’ve ever felt before. It was so torturous to be standing there bound head to toe, stuck in my 5” stilettos, and now with a raging hard-on. I don’t think she left me along for that long, but it felt like an eternity. I finally heard her heels walking back towards me.

“Mmm, Mmm. My breakfast was delicious; maybe if you’re good I’ll bring you the scraps. But I see you’ve enjoyed your meal, maybe you don’t need my scraps.”

“Mmph” I tried to get out.

“DID I ASK YOU TO COMMENT? I DON’T GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU THINK. MAYBE YOU NEED SOME MORE TIME TO YOURSELF!

And with that she kicked me hard in the balls with her boots. I wanted to double over and scream but knew that would lead to more pain. As Mistress Jennifer walked off, I was stuck in pain, still very very erect.

She returned a while later….

“I hope your thirsty Slut”

She poured more of her nectar into the funnel. As I swallowed her sour but delicious juice she rubber her hand and her perfect ass on my very erect cock. It felt so good and was so sensitive that I had trouble drinking her fluid. When I finally finished my treat, she was still rubbing me. I wanted to scream and wondered what she’d do if I did. I wanted to be inside her so bad at this point.

“Let’s see what happens if we take your worthless cock out of this plastic.” She spoke.

Had she heard me about wanting to be inside her? She ripped the plastic so only my cock and balls came out of her the bound Christmas tree.

“Wow, aren’t you excited to see me.”

She continued rubbing her hands on my cock and cupping my balls with her hand. I heard her lick her hand and than felt her rub the head of my cock. This usually drives me wild and this instance was no different. My legs twitched and would have given out had they not been bound to the pole. I was trying so hard to stay silent but a large moan escaped my mouth.

“POOR SLUT! I had thought about fucking you, as that hard cock would have felt great in my moist pussy, but that was before you made a noise.”

I heard walk off and couldn’t help but to moan again, not knowing if she heard or not. She came right back though, dragging what sounded like a chair. I heard her sit down somewhere near me.

“You know the problem with living trees these days, they still make settling noises. Trees that are free in the woods can make whatever noise they want without any complications, but captured, owned trees need to understand there place in this world.”

I had no idea what she was thinking but I’m sure I would soon find out. She soon placed her boots on my wrapped skin, so I presume that she was sitting in front of me. Her heels were digging hard into my wrapped skin. I heard her start to masturbate and hated that I had made some noises because her sweet pussy sounded so wet and I really wanted to be inside her.

“This could have been you, instead of my fingers. Oh well, at least my fingers do what I say.” She said this as she started kicking me all over with her very pointy stiletto heels.

“For every noise you make from now until I get myself off, I will add an hour onto how long I will keep you as my tree. Its noon now, so depending on you, you could opening presents next to me or be my tree for all of Christmas day and beyond.”

I was frightened by this as she was kicking me hard all over. And on the first kick to my erect cock, I let out a squeak.

“<Laughing> what a loser you are, well that’s one hour so far.”

I could hear her laughing and moaning as she continued to play with herself. The kicks didn’t stop either and I tried and tried to not make another noise. But the toe of her boot to my exposed balls really made me vocal. I screamed the best I could and while I couldn’t help it, whimpered a little afterwards.

“Awww poor baby, that sounds like another 3 hours worth. We’re up to 4 now Slut. Want to go for 6?”

And with that she kicked me very in the balls with her heel as she let out a scream of ecstasy! I think we both screamed at the same time.

“MMmmm that was very hot Slut, best orgasm I’ve had in a long time, too bad though that’s another hour for you. See you in 5 hours. I’m going to go open all the Christmas presents you gave me. I’ll be back later when or when I have to pee. You better pray I don’t spike it with more Viagra because otherwise it will be a long night for you, tree.”

With that she walked off one last time. The sound of her heels on the wood floor, echoing in my ears.

The End

Sauur
12-16-2007, 1:10 PM
Very nice Christmas story! I enjoy creative new takes on the fetish we all love.

stlnyc
12-20-2007, 1:18 PM
Well, Mistress Jennifer loved my story and to get further ideas for Xmas day, she tested to see if the ideas in my story would work. The following is me, in my 5" stiletto pumps, plastic wrapped to one of the legs of our loft bed, with the gag and funnel attached. She had me there for about 3 hours. Hope you enjoy.