Good day and happy Christmas Eve to you. Did you enjoy Mistress Fiona’s blog train stop? I know I did. And now on Christmas eve, Ebony Femdom Holiday Capture. A story of seduction and the making of a new pet, for the Ebony Femdom. If you missed any posts, please go back to Mistress Harper, and start there.
Ebony Femdom Holiday Capture: Santa Imposter Gets Seduced
The mysterious thump from the kitchen, woke The Duchess from her slumber. Sitting up and holding very still, the Ebony Femdom listened. Someone was in the house on Christmas Eve, and she knew it wasn’t Santa munching on the milk and cookies she’d laid out. She stretched, the covers falling from her breasts, and quietly slipped out of bed.
Santa Imposter Meets The Duchess
Upon entering the kitchen, she saw who the mysterious thumper was, and watched him with curiosity, before clearing her throat. The intruder jumped and whirled around. “What are you doing in my home?” she asked, “and more importantly, HOW did you get into my home?” The intruder stammered, “hey, I’m so sorry I… I’m kinda in some trouble and I’m hiding from-” “Take off your beard, boi,” The Duchess interrupted, “let’s have a look at you.” Hesitating for a moment, the intruder removed his fake white santa beard, revealing a slightly stubbly yet handsome face. “Now the hat…” pulling his hat off, his hair was curly and tousled from the santa hat. He shifted with unease from one foot to the other, and then froze, suddenly taking notice of what The Duchess was wearing. Red satin boy shorts that outlined her delicious mound and backside, and a matching red satin crop top that her breasts were spilling out of. Snapping quickly out of his momentary lustful gaze, he continued his pleading and explaining. “I- I don’t want any trouble, I climbed up the fire escape and came in through the window because I knew they wouldn’t find me here.”
The Duchess Inspects Imposter Santa
Looking him up and down, The Duchess tilted her head slightly, “I don’t care who you’re running from, you’re right, they won’t find you here, and now you’ve got a bigger problem…. me.” She continued, “I don’t take kindly to strangers breaking into my home…. take off your santa suit boi, and let’s see how much ho ho ho, you’ve really got in you.” Gawking at her in awe, he obeyed her orders and stripped out of his santa suit. He was wearing matching red boxer briefs, argyle socks, and had an impressive bulge to fill the briefs with. “Turn around,” she said, taking in every inch of her comely male intruder. He turned displaying a chiseled back and shoulders, long toned legs, and once front and center, a six pack of abs that wouldn’t quit. Shifting his eyes and looking past her, he finally took notice of the rack hanging in her hallway, and all the whips and paddles, when he looked back, she smirked in amusement.
The Himbo Santa Imposter
“Where do you live?” she asked. “Nowhere… I’m sort of on the run at the moment.” The Duchess eyed him with curiosity, “I see… so you break into my home dressed as Santa and you think you’re going to hole yourself up here hmm?” He shook his head, “no I just…. I just need to lay low for a few days, I have money and-” “How much money,” The Duchess quipped. The hunky Himbo pointed to the red sack behind him. “I uh… it’s all cash.” An hour later, the himbo was ordered to strip completely naked and shower, scrubbing from head to toe. She led him to her “guest room” which was also her dungeon play room, and explained her status and expectations of him. The himbo, dazzled by all she had to offer, agreed to her terms, and that’s when things got interesting. Finding himself kneeling naked in a strangers house, massaging her feet and legs with jasmine vanilla scented oil, and quickly becoming enamored by the Ebony Femdom, who in exchange for his “room rental” was given a hot meal, something to drink, and a collar around his neck. The only thing he’d be allowed to wear while under her roof.
The Virile Himbo Takes A Field Trip With The Duchess
After making “her” comfortable, he was set to the task of being her naked himbo housekeeper. He washed the dishes, folded her laundry, made her bed, and was rewarded by her caging his big strong cock, and riding his face. 6 orgasms later, he with a glazed face and intense sexual frustration, was invited to accompany her to a Christmas Eve Femdom party. Collared and locked in his “big dick” chastity cage, he had no choice but to oblige. She dressed him in a black leather jumpsuit and hood – which assured no one would recognize him, attached a leash securely to his collar, and got herself ready. The Duchess wore a skin tight red leather gown with straps that criss crossed all the way down a plunging backless design that ended with delicious derriere cleavage to match that which spilled from her bustline. Pulling on a beautiful red fur coat and matching red leather gloves, she led him out into the chilly night air, to a secluded private bus stop.
Ebony Femdom Holiday Bus Ride
Smiling as she watched his hooded confusion, the himbo santa looking around nervously, before asking, “where are we?” He didn’t have to wonder long, the luxury bus pulling into the stop, her driver opening the door and helping them in. Of course it looked like a regular city bus from the outside, once inside, the boi could see this one had been pimped out, for The Duchess’ pleasure on leisurely trips. The boi stood, holding onto the metal bars, directly in front of The Ebony Femdom, she took the time to rub up and down between his legs, with her long boots. “There is one last step to your initiation,” she said softly, “if you’re going to be my pet, and I’m going to keep you safe….” He gazed down at her, “of course,” he said nodding, “anything you want.”
Pegged Himbo In The Back Of The Bus
The Duchess stood, sliding her fur coat off her shoulders and resting it on the seat behind her. Lifting a hand slowly to grasp the zipper at the front of her cleavage, and pull it all the way down to her thighs. At first the himbo looked confused, and then his eyes scanned downward, and spotted the leather straps of her harness, resting on her hips, and her strapon lady dick dangling and exposed from its hiding place. He had wondered why his jumpsuit had front and back zippers. The motion of the bus swayed as they headed downtown. Had it not been for the tinted bus windows, all and sundry would have witnessed the himbo braced over the back seat of the bus, glowing reddened cheeks being gripped and penetrated by the swaying sexy thrusts of the Duchess behind him.
Himbo In Chastity And Owned By Duchess Willow
He was thankful now for the hood, as his face contorted in pleasure and submission, and only The Duchess could hear, his cries of ecstasy as she mounted him. Each moan louder than the last. Himbo santa was panting for breath, his body sagged, spent, after being ridden and broken in as a house husband by her strapon big black dick. The Femdom Christmas Eve Dungeon party proved to be even more of an eye opening experience for his introduction to her world. As the now completely submissive boi toy knelt by her feet, he turned his hooded face up to hers, and asked, “so… can I ask when I can take this cage off?” The Duchess chuckled, stroking a leather covered jawline, leaning in – pressing her full breasts against him, and whispering, “when I’m ready to play with my new toy.”
Christmas Eve Ebony Femdom Phone Sex
This concludes our Christmas Eve bus ride, I do hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you’d like to create your own slutty himbo house husband fantasy with me, all you have to do is call. Dial 1-800-601-6975 and ask for Duchess Willow. Double the fun with a two Mistress phone session an add a second Mistress FREE for the first ten minutes. Have a very merry holiday season, and get ready for your next stop on the Holiday blog train, Goddess Brighton.
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