Harem House: A Christmas Dream

((This is a bit of nonsense, a Christmas-themed dream sequence from Arthur’s point of view. No real story here, just a bunch of smut for you to enjoy as my gift to you. Happy Holidays!))

It was Christmas Eve, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring except for the mouse.

Arthur thought the mouse ears on Selene were a nice touch. The gray felt matched the velvet strapless one-piece, which rode low on her chest and high on her gently curved hips. The narrow strip of velvet modesty disappeared between her legs, and while not a thong, the backside was sexy enough to leave the bottom three-quarters of her cheeks exposed. Arthur and the others admired the faded red paddle-shaped spank marks across her otherwise pale cheeks.

Her white dress cuffs were the only piece of cloth on her arms, and they jingled with tiny Christmassy silver-bell cufflinks. They jingled as she offered him his drink from her knees and bowed her head. The drop of her chin covered her tight leather choker from view.

The Christmas party was in full swing. He wasn’t sure if it was an office or house party, but it seemed to be both. The grand ballroom was arrayed in garland, lights, and ornaments. Silver, gold, green, red, blue, and white colors swathed the room, culminating in the giant Christmas tree that towered over everything. The imposing pine speared toward the ceiling, topped by a star that twinkled in the night sky.

Arthur was dreaming.

He could tell because of the inconsistency of the room and that neither his apartment nor his parent’s house had a grand ballroom. Yet, even as he realized it, the concept slipped away, and he realized it was his responsibility to dance with his girls.

Selene was there, always at his elbow with whatever he needed, offering herself to him despite the crowd of people.

Kelly was there in a gorgeous gown of green silk. The off-the-shoulder dress seemed designed to show off her body, and the large skirt must have been hooped. She looked as though she’d stepped out of the Victorian era. She wore a tight collar of red silk ribbon tied off into a bow in the front.

Rani was there, wearing a Christmas-themed saree of red and gold that draped over her in beautiful folds. The skirt folds swept up from her right hip and wrapped over her left shoulder, leaving her right shoulder and arm bare, suggesting she wore no bra beneath the expensive material. The gold brocade was intricate, and the color matched the jewelry on her face. A delicate gold chain hung from her nose to her earring, and she wore a gold chain loose around her throat, looped through itself so it would tighten if anyone pulled the pendant ring, which fell over the saree between her breasts.

Giggling beside Rani was Mindy, who was dressed like a Christmas elf. She wore candy-cane striped thigh highs with red garters, clearly visible because her green elf dress was extremely short. The poofy, flowy skirt stuck out to the sides, and the red petticoats beneath did their best to preserve her modesty but failed due to their transparency. The top was tight and buttoned up to her massive chest, which she exposed with a deep V-neck that showed off the interior curves of her boobs. Arthur licked his lips, and Mindy blushed, turning away from him to hide behind Rani’s shoulder.

Kat was there too, in a pink puffy-sleeved babydoll dress trimmed in white fur. The high-waisted skirt fell just below her butt and exposed her pale winter-blue panties every time she bent or moved the right way. The squared neckline did beautiful things for her cleavage, and her pink velvet choker was pretty, sparkling with silver glitter.

Most of the girls were to the side of the dance floor, but not Kat. She was under the tree, picking up the wrapped presents and shaking them.

“Please?” Kat whined. “Can’t I open one?”

“They’re for tomorrow morning.” Arthur said with a warning in his tone. He didn’t care how often she asked; the answer would be the same.

“It is almost midnight.” Kelly said as she came beside Arthur and looped her arm through his. “I think it’d be okay to open one.”

Arthur tried to frown and look reproving, but he couldn’t. The cheer around him and the gentle laughter mingling with the string music in the background made him want to dance and laugh and twirl his girls around the dance floor until they were out of breath.

“We could always exchange gifts tonight instead of tomorrow.” Mindy suggested as she came over. “We all got something for you, Boss.”

“Yeah.” Rani agreed. “We can’t wait to see how you like our gifts.”

Arthur looked to Selene, who smiled up at him from her knees but offered no opinion. He looked to Kat, who pouted and begged, her hands beside her shoulders in the ‘beg’ pose. Arthur laughed.

“Dance with me first.” He instructed. “Each of you owes me one dance, then you may open one present.”

“I’m going first!” Kat nearly tackled Arthur and dragged him onto the dance floor.

Their friends and various familiar faces from campus watched as Arthur twirled her along the floor, and they waltzed together. The Viennese waltz was one he’d learned from a show long ago, and he could step it with his eyes closed. Kat appeared to know it too, though after a few steps, she simply put her feet on top of Arthur’s and let him dance with her that way.

Arthur laughed when the song ended. Kat climbed up him, pulling herself up by his shoulders. She wrapped her legs around his waist to hold herself more or less eye level and kissed him. Her tongue dove into his mouth and wrestled his tongue until he was out of breath. Then she pulled her face away and jumped off him.

Kat ran toward the Christmas tree, eagerly grabbing a square package wrapped in pink paper and tied off with white ribbons.

Arthur laughed, and he and the girls stood around the Christmas tree as they watched Kat plop on the floor to sit criss-cross and open the present in her lap.

The pink wrapping paper peeled away to reveal a pink box, which she opened immediately. Kat’s smile broke into a cry of pure delight as she lifted the gift from the box and wiggled with happiness. Lifting the gift out, she revealed a harness ball gag of pink-dyed leather, stainless steel rings, and glossy pink rubber.

“Thank you, Daddy!” Kat cried and tackle-hugged Arthur again.

Arthur hugged her back. “Well, you were a good girl this year. You deserve it.”

“Can I wear it now?” Kat asked with excitement in her tone.

Arthur looked to Kelly, who nodded. “Sure.” Arthur said.

“Thanks! I can’t wait to show Katelyn!” Kat said. “Slut, look!” And that was the last thing she said before she popped the ball gag in her mouth. It stretched her jaw as Kat started fastening the straps behind her head. The harness gag was more complicated than she was used to, so Selene helped her put it on as the others watched.

Rani offered Arthur her hand. “May I have the next dance, my King?”

“Absolutely.” Arthur answered. He took her hand, and the two went to the dance floor. “I like your dress, by the way.”

Rani smiled at him. “It will look better on your floor.”

Arthur laughed as they started to dance, and Rani joined him, following his lead.

“I’m wearing special jewelry beneath it for you.” Rani said. “My King.”

“Show me.” Arthur said.

“Here? In front of all these people?” Rani asked. She looked past Arthur to the others behind and around them, all watching the dance floor.

Women from his life surrounded the dance floor. People he knew from the office, classes, clubs, or had just seen around campus. Beth, Katelyn, Sara, Tara, Lisa, Maria, Yvonne, and others… Arthur suddenly realized he was the only guy there. Kat went around to the guests and pointed at her ball-gagged mouth, showing off her Christmas present to everyone who seemed happy for her.

“Since when are you shy?” Arthur asked. “I’m half tempted to whip you for questioning me.”

“Forgive me, my King.” Rani said. “And I shall make it up to you.”

“Oh?” Arthur asked. “How?”

“I will dance for you.” Rani explained. “Here, watch.”

She stepped away, and the music changed. Arthur sat in a chair Selene brought him, a tall, comfortable wing-backed chair. He watched Rani sway her hips, going into a belly dance.

“You can belly dance?” Arthur asked, surprised.

“I learned.” Rani said. “For you.” She looked past him. “Selene taught me this one.” She pressed her leg forward, and Arthur was awe-struck as he watched her hips and torso writhe in rhythmic movements.

Then Rani started twirling, dancing, and stripping. Fold by fold, length by length, she unfastened the continuous fabric and re-fastened it until it became one giant skirt. Her nipples were pierced, and little golden bells hung from each one. They swayed hypnotically in her dance. She unfastened the skirt next and let it fall away until she was left absolutely naked except for her jewelry.

Her body was all dark skin and bright gold jewelry. She was decorated from head to toe with piercings, a small Christmas-red ruby bindi on her forehead, and her chain collar. Her smaller, close-set breasts were beautifully decorated. Her taut navel was adorned with a golden jangle that jingled with every movement. A thin golden waist chain with gold coin-sized charms draped over her naked hips. Her thighs were strapped with golden garters of Christmas ribbon tied off in bows in the back. Her wrists and ankles bore small gold chains with bells, and she seemed perfectly sultry as she danced, her dark eyes always searching out his.

Arthur watched, aroused and nearly bursting through the dress pants he wore with his tail-coated tuxedo.

“May I help you, Master?” Selene asked.

Arthur glanced at his guests, but they all seemed enraptured with watching Rani dance, her saree now a curtain on the floor surrounding her in a small circle.

Arthur unzipped his trousers in answer, and Selene knelt between his feet, her little mouse ears bobbing up and down as she sucked him off while he watched Rani dance. She kept her mouth on the upper half of his cock, and used her hands along the base to stroke him while she did.

Arthur gripped the armrests of his chair and bit his lip.

Rani kept dancing, adding little strokes and flicks into the movements so that she was playing with herself as she danced for him. One moment her fingers were at her nipple; the next, they were toying with her clit. She groped her breasts and then slid her hands along her thighs and over her backside. She watched Arthur the whole time, and when he came in Selene’s mouth, her dance ended, and she stood facing him. One leg was forward, and her hands were crossed over each other at the wrist, both lifted over her head, her face turned aside to present her entire body to Arthur’s view.

The crowd gathered as the party applauded, and Arthur’s other women rushed up to congratulate Rani, hugging, kissing, and groping her before Arthur rose to congratulate her himself.

“Slut, clean up Rani’s saree.” Arthur ordered, and Selene obeyed. She gathered the fabric as the naked Rani took Arthur’s arm and followed him off the dance floor toward the Christmas tree.

“You may open one present.” Arthur reminded her. “The rest are for tomorrow.”

“Yes, my King. Thank you.” Rani said. She knelt beside the tree and lifted a box from the pile of presents. The black wrapping paper was flecked with gold, and she seemed excited as she tore into it. Her eyes sparkled as she lifted the gift from the box to reveal a gold-plated steel choker with an O-ring in the front. “I love it.” Rani said. She stood and kissed Arthur, who kissed her back.

Rani offered it to Arthur and turned her back to him. She swept her hair aside and waited.

Arthur closed the collar around her throat and was thankful he’d taken measurements beforehand. It was the perfect size. He closed and locked it from the back. Rani reached up and touched it, then knelt in front of him and started sucking his cock.

Arthur patted her on the head and let her suck him as she played with the head of his cock and pumped his shaft.

“It’s beautiful.” Kelly said, admiring the collar.

“It really is. You picked out an excellent collar for your concubine.” Mindy said.

“Mmmhmmm.” Kat agreed through her gag.

“Masterful choice, Master.” Selene said. She placed her hand on the back of Rani’s head and guided her further down Arthur’s cock as she went.

“Good choice, Daddy.”

Arthur turned his head to see Katelyn watching them from the sidelines. She wore a white Hello Kitty spaghetti strap top several sizes too small for her and pink boy-short undies. Most of her body was exposed, but no one seemed to mind.

Arthur looked down just as he felt Rani’s lips press against the base of his shaft. Selene had pushed her head down and held it there as Rani gulped, swallowed, and gagged against Arthur’s cock. Arthur came, and Selene relented, letting Rani up to catch her breath. Selene licked off the cum that splattered Rani’s face after she popped off his cock.

“Who wants the next dance?” Arthur asked.

Kelly and Mindy eagerly rushed to him, but Mindy got there first. He took Mindy’s hand and led her to the dance floor as the music changed again.

“I don’t recognize this tune.” Arthur said, confused.

“You don’t?” Mindy asked with a smile. “It’s a Korean tune. My dad plays it in the restaurant all the time.”

“Oh…” Arthur nodded. He must have heard the tune before, though he still wasn’t sure of the dance. He picked a rhythm and box-stepped it until he felt comfortable in the melody. Mindy followed his lead, smiling up at him the entire time.

“How am I doing?” Arthur asked as they danced.

Mindy smiled. “You continue to impress, Boss.”

The pair danced together while the crowd looked on from the sidelines, spinning about the ballroom beneath the Christmas tree in his coat-tailed tuxedo and her green elf dress. The pointed ears were a nice touch but longer than he expected. Her earrings were candy canes that matched her thigh-high stockings, which made him smile.

“I like your dress.” Arthur said.

“Isn’t it great?” Mindy asked. She looked down and reached into the deep V. She pulled it open to expose one of her breasts and tits to Arthur’s view. She closed it again and smiled mischievously. “I knew I had to buy it when you dragged me into the changing room and fucked me in it.” She said, referencing a shopping trip Arthur could imagine.

Mindy reached down to stroke him as he grew hard while they danced. She pursed her lips together.

“Come on, Boss.” Mindy said. “I know what you want to do. Do it.”

Arthur raised an eyebrow at her. “Are you sure? In front of everyone from the office?” He gestured to the office girls gathered together around the punch bowl. All of them were watching. “We could get fired.”

“They won’t tell HR.” Mindy assured him. “Not if I let them all have a night with you.”

Arthur scoffed. “Not everyone in the office is into me. Some of them have boyfriends, and isn’t Irene gay?”

Mindy shrugged. “I won’t tell anyone. Will you?”

Arthur glanced over to the Christmas tree where the harem stood.

“Besides the harem, of course.” Mindy continued. “We’re your girlfriends. We get to know who you’re fucking. But everyone else can mind their own business.”

“The logic in that doesn’t quite-” Arthur started.

Mindy kissed him, drawing his attention back to her as her soft lips pressed against him, and her hand gripped him more firmly in a grip that made him pulse with pleasure.

“Take me, Boss. Right here. In front of them all. Rip off my dress and fuck me like you’re entitled to it.” Mindy smirked. “Do whatever you want. No one here will tell, and they all agreed to watch. It was on the RSVP.”

It didn’t make sense to Arthur, but he couldn’t argue with her grip on his dick. He reached down, curling his fingers against the inside of her V-neck, and ripped the dress in two. The seams resisted for a moment, but with a solid flex of his back and arms, they gave and split until Mindy was left standing in only her stockings, garters, and collar.

Arthur grabbed Mindy by the throat and spun her down to the floor, where he tossed her. She landed on her hands and knees with a cry of shocked delight. Her breasts swung from the momentum, and she looked back at him with wickedness in her eyes.

Arthur shoved her shoulders down to the floor, and she pressed the side of her face into the ballroom floor, pushing her ass in the air.

Selene rushed over, and spit onto Mindy’s backside, using her spit as lube on Mindy’s asshole and on Arthur’s cock. Arthur stepped forward, grabbed Mindy by the hips, and pulled her to him, forcing his way into her tight asshole to the general applause of the onlookers.

Selene stayed beside him, waiting for anything he might need. The other harem members cheered her on, even Kat, with the gag still in her mouth. Katelyn clung to Kat’s side, watching raptly as Arthur fucked Mindy until he came. Mindy worked away on her clit the entire time, orgasming twice before Arthur finally exploded in her ass. Then he stepped away and pushed her aside, letting her roll over and expose her breasts to the ballroom.

“Thanks, Boss.” Mindy panted. “Best Christmas bonus ever.”

Selene dove onto his cock, cleaning it, and zipped him back up once she finished.

The girls from the office watched it all. They whispered to one another behind their hands like they were keeping secrets, but their eyes rarely left Arthur’s cock. He looked for Beth but didn't see her, even though he knew she was there somewhere.

Arthur stood and stretched while Mindy stretched out on the floor. Then she rolled over and crawled to the Christmas tree. Arthur walked behind her, enjoying the view, with Selene a step behind him at his elbow.

They stopped when they came to the tree's base, and Kelly joined Arthur on his left, taking his arm in hers and cuddling up to him as they watched Mindy unwrap her gift.

Mindy looked through the packages and picked up a roughly briefcase-sized one. The blue and white wrapping paper sparkled in the Christmas tree lights as she tore it, and the smile on her face only grew as she revealed a flogger with thin cords of knotted leather and a plastic dildo-shaped handle.

“Just what I asked Santa for!” Mindy said enthusiastically. “My secret Santa really had to deep dive this year.” She smirked as she looked up at Arthur. “Thanks, Boss!”

“Merry Christmas.” Arthur said.

Kelly smirked and kissed Arthur’s cheek. “Come on, Mister. It’s my turn.” She said as she dragged Arthur away by the hand and brought him back to the dance floor. Kelly spun out to flare the skirt of her dress, then curtseyed and offered Arthur her hand. Arthur bowed, then took her hand and started the dance.

This dance he knew, somehow. It was a big band number, and the band played like their pay depended on it. The swing dance was gymnastic, but Kelly knew the steps as well as he did, and they lifted, twirled, spun, kicked, and danced together to a big-band swing remix of a modern song. Yvonne took the stage and sang the lyrics, one spotlight on her and the other on Arthur and Kelly as they moved about the dance floor.

Arthur and Kelly were panting by the end, and they held their final pose together, their hands linked and each leaning away before Arthur spun her into an embrace. They kissed passionately.

Yvonne went silent, and the crowd’s applause faded as Arthur led Kelly away from the dance floor and toward the Christmas tree.

Kelly sat demurely, her skirt around her like the skirt of the Christmas tree, and she lifted out a small cubic box of black velvet with a red bow and ribbon. She untied the bow and removed the ribbon with a single pull. Kelly opened the box and looked slyly up at Arthur, then turned to show the contents to the others who gathered to see it.

“A real pearl necklace.” Kelly smiled. She pulled it from the box to show the others and offered it to Arthur.

Arthur took the pearls, and with Kelly still sitting on the floor, he squatted down and fastened the clasp so they hung around her neck. She touched them gently and smiled at him, offering him her hand. He took it and helped her stand.

She kissed him, kicking her leg up behind her as she did so and squealing as he picked her up and spun her around before setting her back down.

“Thank you, Mister.” She kissed him again. “Merry Christmas, Hubby.”

“Merry Christmas.” Arthur said. “To my beautiful wife.” He offered a toast with a glass of Scotch, which Selene placed in his hand.

“To Kelly!” The crowd chorused.

“And now it’s your turn.” Arthur looked down at Selene. “My little Christmas mouse?” He wasn’t sure why she was the only one in a costume, but it suited her.

“You dressed me like this, Master.” Selene smiled. “You thought it would be funny. Not a creature was stirring, remember?”

“Right.” Arthur chuckled. “Well, you’ve been a perfect slave all evening.” He told her. “You can take the costume off now.”

“Thank you, Master.” Selene bowed and then spun away. She danced for him, turning like a ballerina, and she stripped off the costume as she spun. Her feet on the dance floor were like a skater’s on the ice. The ears came off first, then the velvet one-piece suit, leaving her naked except for her collar.

She finished her dance and dropped to the Nadu position on the dance floor, waiting for Arthur. He joined her, placing one foot directly beneath her crotch between her and the floor. She wrapped her arms around his leg and pressed herself against his ankle. Then she did it again and again, rubbing herself on him until Arthur could smell the arousal in the air.

Arthur reached down and lifted Selene by her collar until she took her feet. “I want to dance with you.” Arthur said.

“I want to dance with you, too.” Selene said. She offered Arthur her hand, and he took it. He spun her about as they danced to a song that sounded suspiciously similar to the music in the background of Bilbo’s Birthday party. It seemed to fade out at parts, but the song was fun and jaunty. Selene would have spun her skirts if she’d been wearing anything. She kicked her legs instead, spinning on one foot like a proper ballerina as her arms and upper body stretched and moved like a liquid in tandem with her practically weaponized braid.

Arthur smiled as he tried to keep up with her, but there was no keeping up with Selene when she danced like this. She embodied dance itself, and Arthur was left watching in awe with the rest of the crowd until she spun toward him and jumped.

Arthur caught her in the air, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him.

“Fuck me, Master.” Selene begged in his ear. “Fuck me standing here on the dance floor.”

Arthur liked the idea and opened his slacks once more. Selene slid down a little, but Arthur’s strong arms held her in place as he lowered her onto his cock. She inhaled deeply, and her eyes fluttered as she finally came to rest. He felt as though his length was in a hot, wet vice, which he lifted up and then slammed back down. He fucked her by using her to fuck his cock, pumping her up and down on himself until she was writhing, moaning, and clutching at him, begging him to let her cum.

“Please, Master?” Selene begged. “Please, may I cum?”

“You want to cum in front of all these people?” Arthur asked, surprised. “I thought you didn’t want them to know you were a slut.”

“I am a slut.” Selene panted. “I’m your slut.” Every sentence was barked out as he pumped her on his cock. “Everyone knows it. The harem knows it. The school knows it. Everyone who knows us knows I’m your slut. That I encourage you to fuck other women. That I bring other women to you. Everyone knows, Master. And I don’t care. I want them to know. I want them to know you are my Master.”

Arthur smirked. “Then call out.” Arthur said. “Scream out your pleasure. Scream out your pathetic begging for release.”

“PLEASE!” Selene screamed. “PLEASE LET ME CUM MASTER!”

Arthur smirked. “Not yet.” He said quietly.

Selene moaned and whimpered as she tried to hold it back. Arthur could feel her stiffen in his arms, doing her best.

“If you cum without permission, it will be the last time you cum before the new year. All of your orgasms will go to Kat.”

Selene whimpered again. “PLEASE?” She cried. “PLEASE, MASTER! LET ME CUM! PLEASE, MASTER! PLEASE!”

Her begging became more frantic the longer they fucked, until finally, she was screaming “PLEASE, MASTER!” over and over again while the growing crowd on the sidelines watched with rapt interest.

“Let her cum!” Kelly cried from the sidelines.

“Let her cum!” Mindy joined in.

Soon the entire ballroom of women were chanting, their voices mingling into one steady rhythm of “Let her cum!”

Arthur gave in. “You have permission.” He said as he slammed her down and plunged so far into her he felt himself bottom out. It was like a damn burst. Her insides clamped down on him, and she screamed her release to the room as she came.

Arthur burst inside her as her orgasm tore his from him, and they seized and spasmed together, but Arthur kept them upright. He held her for several long, blissful minutes until she finally unwrapped her legs from around his hips, and he lowered her to the floor one foot at a time.

“Thank you, Master.” Selene said with a smile. “Merry Christmas.” She kissed him.

Arthur smiled back at her and kissed her forehead. “You’re welcome, Slut.” He said. “Merry Christmas.”

Selene beamed at him and held his hand as she returned to the tree. Once there, she knelt before the presents and took one out for herself. It was strapped in various ribbons tied up in bows more than wrapped, but she eventually got them all undone. When she opened the box, she revealed a multi-piece latex costume.

It took everyone but Arthur a few seconds to realize what it was. A black hood with puppy ears gave it away as being a pet-play costume, with padded binders for the arms and legs, which would make her walk on her knees and elbows. Its mittens and boots had paw prints on them, and the anal plug tail and the bone-shaped bit gag were all thematically in sync. And the costume came with its own leash, which she eagerly handed to Arthur.

“Thank you, Master!” She remained on her knees but hugged him around the legs, pressing her face into his crotch. “I love it! I love you! I can’t wait to try it on for you.”

Arthur stroked her head, petting her. “You’ve been a good girl this year.” He told her. “You deserve it.”

She beamed at him, and the others all agreed she had been very well-behaved all year, not just leading up to Christmas.

Kelly retook Arthur’s arm. “Come on, Mister. Let’s say goodbye to our guests so we can get you your presents.” She winked at the other girls. “Better go to sleep now, or Santa won’t come!”

Arthur blinked and sat in the living room Christmas morning in his armchair by the fireplace. Kelly, his wife, stood beside him wearing a short silk robe, red and white for Christmas, its sash leaving the robe open enough to show she wore nothing beneath. Her pearl necklace acted as her collar.

The other girls were all standing in front of him, each dressed in collars and lingerie, their heads bowed, their hands folded behind them. The collars were thin black chokers with their pet names displayed in faux diamonds. The lingerie was lacy Christmas green thongs with matching transparent bras of the same shape but in different sizes.

“You need to pick which one of them goes first.” Kelly said with a smile. “Though if I were you, I’d save Selene for last.”

Arthur looked the girls over and nodded. “Let’s go with the same order as last night. Kat, Rani, Mindy, Kelly, and Selene.”

The girls all said, “Yes, Sir.” simultaneously, which made Arthur erect.

He watched as Kat stepped away and then returned with a giant box brought in on a hand truck. The box must have been three-foot square and was as tall as Arthur when he stood up to unwrap it. “Well, well.” He smirked at Kat. “Starting off strong, I see.”

“I think you’ll enjoy it, Sir.” Kat smirked.

Arthur had no reason to believe otherwise. He tore the snowmen made out of volleyballs, wrapping paper off the box to reveal a giant transparent case, like a display case for action figures. Inside, Katelyn stood in the skimpiest Cheerleader costume Arthur had ever seen. She blinked up at him at the sudden light and smiled. She said something that Arthur couldn’t hear, but he read her lips as they said, “Merry Christmas, Daddy!”

Arthur looked at Kat, who smiled.

“I got you your very own babydoll.” Kat said excitedly. “Do you like it?”

“I love it.” Arthur said. “And the cheerleader costume is a nice touch. It even has the pom-poms.” He looked Katelyn over once more, taking in her tall skinny frame in the short pleated skirt, the slight curve of her hips, the gentle curve of her butt, and the tiny buds of her breasts beneath the barely-there cropped halter top.

Katelyn clapped the pom-poms together, plastic streamers of pink and white that matched her cheerleader outfit.

“Is it a collectible, or does it come out of the case?” Arthur asked.

“You can play with it however you want, Sir.” Kat assured him.

Arthur opened the door to the case, and Katelyn cartwheeled out, jumping to her feet in a cheer.

“Why don’t you sit down.” Kelly tugged at Arthur’s shoulder. “Kat, what’s this one called?”

Kat gestured to Katelyn. “This is Princess.” She explained. “She’s a bit spoiled, not trained very well, and a bit of an attention hog, but very enthusiastic. As you can see.”

Katelyn bounced up and down as she clapped the pom-poms together again.

“Can she suck cock?” Kelly asked.

Kat shrugged and looked at Princess. “Can you suck cock?”

Katelyn nodded.

“Well then, get to it.” Kelly gestured to Arthur’s crotch, and Katelyn enthusiastically dove for him. Her mouth was on his cockhead before he knew what was happening, and he took a deep breath in as she started licking and working him up to full hardness.

“Who’s next?” Kelly asked. “Rani, right?”

Rani nodded and unveiled her box, the same size as Kat’s. Kat stepped over, and she and Rani pulled the wrapping paper apart to reveal a similar glass case, but this time, it had two women inside it. Arthur recognized them from around campus, but he’d never been introduced to them. He referred to them in his head as the twins. They were African American, from another state, and were identical twin sisters. That was all he knew about them. He'd never met or spoken to them.

“Every guy fantasizes about twins.” Rani explained. “So I got to every man's fantasy! Except they’re not in slave Leia costumes because Mindy wouldn't loan me hers.”

Standing there, naked, the twins were tied with black rope so they were stacked together, one sister’s ass presented, and the other’s front. They were curvy and identical in every respect. Arthur licked his lips as Rani opened the case and untied them.

“Go on girls. Go help Katelyn.” Rani encouraged them.

The twins stepped forward carefully, smiling gently at Arthur. They stepped over and took up their positions on either side of Katelyn. They kissed the sides of his shaft and slid their faces up and down as they licked and played while Katelyn sucked on the tip.

Arthur kept his eyes open and watched them, looking down at their diamond-hard nipples. He reached down and started playing, groping a breast in each hand and flicking their nipples as he swept his thumbs over them repeatedly. The twins moaned against his cock.

“Merry Christmas, my King.” Rani stood beside him and kissed his cheek. “Two more concubines for your harem.”

Arthur moaned as the girls kept up their kissing, licking, and sucking. He was eager to see what Mindy had brought him, but he was starting to guess. Soon enough, he was proved correct as Mindy revealed a bound Beth in her box, tied with ropes, office binder clips on her naked breasts, and a vibrator shoved up her pulled-up pencil skirt.

“Leave her in the case.” Arthur said with a smirk. “But let her watch.”

“Of course, Boss.” Mindy walked over and kissed his cheek, then took her place beside Rani on Arthur’s left.

Kelly was up next, and her box was a little different. It was domed, for one thing, but it had a very similar gift inside it. “I got you a songbird.” Kelly explained as she opened the wrapping paper to reveal a person-sized birdcage. Yvonne was tied and sitting on a swing inside it, rocking gently back and forth. Her huge breasts fell through two holes in the bright red leather BDSM harness that fastened her to the swing, and her ankles were tied to the tops of her thighs with the swing seat between them.

“She knows a lot of different songs.” Kelly explained. “And comes with a remote.” She handed Arthur a cell phone-looking device with buttons instead of a screen. “This one starts her singing by starting up the vibe I stuffed into her cunt. You can increase the volume by increasing the pleasure with this button or decrease it with this button. If you don’t like a song and want to skip it, you can press this, and her songbird collar will give her a nasty little shock. Give it a try.”

Arthur looked up at the birdcage and smiled at Yvonne. “Are you going to sing for me, little songbird?”

“Yes, Master.” Yvonne answered. “What would you like me to sing for you?”

“Something Christmas-themed seems appropriate.” Arthur suggested to the room at large, which was met with nods and murmurs of approval. “Sing, White Christmas.”

“I’m dreaming of-” Yvonne started to sing, her voice faltered as the buzzing began inside her, and Arthur pressed the shock button to see what would happen.

“Snow, snow-” Yvonne started, and Arthur laughed. He turned the volume down until Yvonne’s singing became a barely audible background noise. Arthur beamed his smile at Kelly, who seemed pleased at his reaction.

“Thank you. This is perfect. I think I’ll keep her in my room.” Arthur pointed to his lips, and Kelly bent down and kissed him passionately while the three new girls continued to play with his cock.

“And we saved the best for last.” Kelly assured him.

Selene wheeled in an extra-large box, more prominent than all the others so far. Arthur wondered what might be inside or who. Rani had gotten him twins, Kelly had brought him a songbird, Kat gave him a cheerleader, and Mindy had also given him a new toy. What was left to wish for this Christmas?

Selene knelt in the nadu position in front of her gift a few feet behind Katelyn. She straightened her back and looked at Arthur from her knees.

“Master, I brought you something I thought you might like for Christmas. All of us, your women, have our limits. We all have things we won’t do or pain we can’t take. This inhibits your pleasure, so I thought of a solution. I know you only play at being cruel, but this is something you can use to really unleash your sadistic side. She has no limits and enjoys anything you might want to do, no matter what it is. No limits.” Selene repeated the phrase with emphasis. “And no safeword.” She said. “She is yours to fuck, whip, spank, tickle, whatever you want.”

“Who is it?” Arthur asked, curious.

“Someone you’ll want to punish.” Selene bowed low, going into a yoga pose with her upper body prostrate on the floor between her thighs.

Kat, Rani, Mindy, and Kelly tore the wrapping paper away. Inside the box was a curvaceous Latina woman Arthur instantly recognized as Lynn. She was naked, standing on the balls of her feet with her feet shoulder-width apart on a metal platform.

A single shaft rose from the platform between her legs and ended in a curved crescent seat. A knobby dildo on the front end separated her folds and pressed directly into her with an arm that forcibly pressed against her clit. On the back side, which Arthur saw as the platform spun, was a wide anal hook that split her massive globe-sized ass cheeks.

Her hands were bound and fastened in a spreader bar at the level of her chin. The steel pillory was round in the middle and the ends, with three holes across it, one for her neck and two for her hands. It was locked shut, leaving her entire body below the neck exposed. Her arms held in a W.

In her mouth was a wide spider-gag that stretched her jaw and left her tongue free but useless in her mouth. Her face was nearly crimson, and there were tears in her eyes. She looked like she hated this, and Arthur almost came in Katelyn’s mouth.

Kelly, Rani, Mindy, and Kat joined Selene, kneeling in a row. Each of them held up an instrument of pain in their hands. Kelly held up a leather flogger. Rani offered a bullwhip. Selene held up a forked tawse. Mindy had a red electrocution wand in one hand and a switch in the other. Kat lifted the paddle with metal studs above her head.

“Brat.” Arthur said in a firm and commanding tone. “Give her…” He seemed to consider his options. “Ten strikes on each cheek, and ten strikes on each breast. Really give it all you have. If you do a good job, I’ll let you orgasm.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Kat said. She stood and moved to stand beside Lynn. Kat spun her roughly and turned her so her backside faced Arthur.

Kat raised the paddle high and brought it down with a wallop on Lynn’s right ass cheek, which immediately flared a darker shade than her suntanned Latina skin. Lynn cried out, her cry unintelligible from the gag but noisy.

“Quiet, Lynn.” Arthur said as Kat raised her arm for the second strike. “Or you’ll regret it.”

Kat struck even harder than the first time, and Lynn made an even louder noise.

“Make it twenty each.” Arthur told Kat. “Really, tire yourself out.”

Kat nodded and went to work. Arthur leaned back in his chair, enjoying the view as his three new slaves sucked him off; four of his original harem knelt with their backs to the action, waiting their turn, Yvonne off to the side, watching even as she tried to sing quietly enough to be unnoticed and enjoy the subtle buzzing between her legs. The main show, of course, was Lynn’s sexy, curvy body, the body of a goddess, being spanked as hard as Kat could spank.

“Mmm.” Arthur grunted his approval as Kat finished up with Lynn’s backside and spun her to face Arthur now. Lynn was crying, but the shaft between her legs was soaked through by something other than tears. She was getting off on the pain, on the humiliation, and Arthur knew by the end of their Christmas day, she’d be thanking him for the attention, even though he had no intention of allowing her an orgasm.

Kat started spanking Lynn’s breasts, and Arthur watched them jiggle and bounce. Lynn tried to twist away, but the one-bar prison was too effective. She could not turn; she could protect herself, and with the ropes attaching her pillory to the hook in the ceiling, she could not even bend to avoid the blows.

Kat laid twenty blows onto one breast and then walked across Lynn to deliver the final twenty to her other breast. Both were glowing red by the time she finished, criss-crossed with the square pattern of the paddle studs. Arthur licked his lips.

“Good girl, Brat.” Arthur assured her. “Get your favorite vibrator, then kneel next to others and bring yourself to orgasm for me.”

“Don’t you want to fuck me yourself?” Kat asked with a bratty attitude in her tone, provoking him.

“Do you want to orgasm or not? I could always give it to Katelyn here.” He looked down at his cheerleader, who smiled up at him despite the cock filling her mouth.

“No!” Kat protested. “I want it.”

“Then do as you're told, or you’ll get the same punishment you just gave…” He had to think of a name for Lynn. She didn’t even deserve one, but she didn’t deserve to be called by her real name either. He had names for all of his women. Selene was Slut, Kat was Brat, Mindy was Whore, Rani was Queenie or Concubine, Kelly was Wifey, Beth was Bitch (short for Boss Bitch), Katelyn was Princess, and the twins were… Twin One and Twin Two. So what did that leave for Lynn? Something humiliating, degrading, and intentionally cruel. “Let’s call her Fuckmeat.”

“Good idea, Daddy.” Katelyn chimed in but was silenced as Arthur reached down and pushed her head back onto his cock.

Kat did as she was told and was soon getting herself off as she watched Arthur’s three Christmas presents work his shaft.

“Whore, you’re next.” Arthur declared. “Use that stun wand.”

“Yes, Boss.” Mindy smiled. She set the switch down and picked up the red wand. “Where should I press it first?”

“Let’s alternate between her breasts on the underboob. Work your way up to the nipple.”

Mindy smiled at Fuckmeat as she approached the wide-eyed woman. Mindy pressed the tip of the wand into the soft flesh of her boob’s underside and watched the impression as Lynn held her breath. Mindy waited, and finally, Lynn exhaled. When she did, Mindy pressed the button, and the wand lit up, jolting Lynn and causing her to jerk as she cried through her spider gag.

Mindy repeated the process three times as she traveled from the joint where the breast met the ribs to the middle of the curve to the nipple. Then, she repeated the process on the other breast, ensuring Arthur had a clear view. Lynn jerked and tried to twist each time Mindy activated the wand but couldn’t move far.

Arthur had a wicked smile on his face, his hands now resting on the back of the twins’ heads as he watched Whore and Fuckmeat performing. “Zap at will.” He told Mindy. “Wherever you want.”

Mindy gave a wicked smile and tapped the wand along Fuckmeat’s side, not zapping her every time she pressed into her flesh but pulling the trigger at random so Lynn never knew when it was coming. This was torture to Lynn, but Mindy and the others enjoyed it. She zapped along Lynn’s sides, then her back, where she spent a lot of time on and around her ass with the wand before sliding it inside her thighs and toying with her there.

Finally, Arthur raised his hand. “Now, the switch. Across the bottom. Let’s say… twenty-five strikes.”

Mindy’s wicked smile twisted brighter, and she stepped down from the platform to change out her instrument of choice. The switch was a long wooden dowel with a leather handle, and Mindy flexed it in her hands a few times before taking a practice swing and listening to its rod sting the air in its swish.

“Those of you with your mouths free count.” Arthur instructed.

“One, two, three…” The girls counted in a chorus of voices as Mindy struck Fuckmeat with the switch as hard as she could every time. The red marks showed immediately, even over the paddle marks Kat left before her. They started welting when she reached ten, and they looked painful by fifteen. By twenty-five, Mindy was exhausted but threw all of her arm, shoulder, and back into the final blow. Lynn cried out and bucked, quivering against the plugs in her holes and screaming through the spider gag.

“Someone shut her up.” Arthur rolled his eyes. “Slut, where’s that dildo gag that was too big for you?”

Selene produced it and eagerly shoved it into Lynn’s open maw, causing her to gag a little before she got used to it. Eventually, she managed, and Selene remained standing as Mindy returned to her place, kneeling again in the row.

“Am I next, Master?” Selene asked.

“Yes, Slut.” Arthur said. “Strike wherever you want, up to twenty-five times. The ass, the tits, the back, the thighs, it’s all fair game.”

Selene smirked triumphantly as she circled Lynn and eyed where she wanted to land her first blow. To everyone’s surprise, Selene brought her hand back and then swung forward but didn’t land the blow. Instead, she spun on her foot, throwing more power into the lash, and landed the blow the second time. The crack of the tawse across Lynn’s ample ass was like a gunshot, and Lynn’s muffled screams into the gag were almost musical. Her eyes were beyond watering, fully flowing with tears. Her face was a practically cartoonish caricature of herself, unrecognizable through a hideous contortion of strain, snot, drool, and tears.

Selene brought the tawse down again, striking somewhere new with each blow. She smacked the ass, the back of Lynn’s thighs, the front of her thighs, each breast, her stomach, and her back. She kept going in rotation, even striking the back of Lynn’s calves. There wasn’t an inch of her skin that was its typical color by the time Selene ran out of strikes, but Slut looked happy with her efforts and smug about the results.

Lynn was a whimpering, sniveling, cowering mess by the time she finished.

“Say thank you, Fuckmeat.” Arthur instructed.

Lynn made some noises with the correct number of syllables for a thank you, and Selene curtseyed to Arthur before returning to her spot in line.

“Your turn, Concubine.” Arthur said. “Let’s start with ten lashes with the whip across the back.”

Rani nodded and spun Lynn around to present her backside to Arthur. Rani stepped back, lining up her shot, and took her first crack at whipping Lynn. An angry red mark the width of the whip appeared on Lynn’s back, and she twisted helplessly after each blow.

“See if you can wrap it around her side to strike her tits.” Arthur suggested.

“Her arms are in the way, my King.” Rani explained. “Should I reposition her restraints?”

“Hm…” Arthur considered a moment. “Take off that pillory, cuff her hands, and pull them up to the ceiling.”

Rani followed his instructions. Lynn seemed almost relieved when the pillory came off, but her relief was momentary. Soon enough, a pair of restraints were clasped around her wrists, and a chain connected them to the ring in the ceiling. Rani hauled it up and tightened it, stretching her toward the ceiling and leaving her entire body exposed and vulnerable on every side.

“Ten strikes.” Arthur instructed.

“Yes, my King.” Rani nodded and lifted the whip once more. She struck, letting the tip of the whip wrap around Lynn’s lats before the tip struck her breast. Lynn cried out in pain with each blow. Each strike was worse than the last in that it was more robust as Rani grew more confident in what she was doing. Finally, she’d counted out ten and took a deep breath. The only sounds were Yvonne whisper-singing The First Noel and Lynn crying.

“Kelly, you’re up.” Arthur winked. “Really give it to her.”

Kelly smiled as she rose, and Rani knelt. She circled Lynn like a shark and whispered something vaguely threatening in her ear. She lifted Lynn’s head back by her hair and backhanded her across the face. Then she stepped away and hefted the flogger in her hands. Kelly stood off to the side and spun the platform slowly with her foot, landing blows down her front, back, and sides as Lynn rotated. Then she brought a strike up underhanded across Lynn’s ass, then across her breasts, reveling in each blow as she and Arthur admired her handiwork.

“Good girl.” Arthur said after about thirty blows.

Kelly stopped and waited for Arthur to continue, but he looked toward the one gift he hadn’t unboxed yet. “Let’s give Bitch a turn.” He said. “Fuckmeat, are you any good with that tongue of yours?”

Lynn nodded frantically, desperate for anything that wasn’t more pain despite her body’s obviously positive physical reactions to it.

“Untie her and let her down from there.” Arthur instructed. “And Whore? Take Bitch out of her box. Let her stand here, in front of me. I want to watch as you eat her out and as Fuckmeat there eats her ass.”

Mindy smiled and ran over to Beth’s box. She let Beth out and led her by leash to the spot Arthur pointed to.

“Merry Christmas, Beth.” Arthur said.

“Merry Christmas, Arthur.” Beth returned.

Mindy pinched one of Beth's nipples, which made Beth gasp and stamp her foot in sudden pain.

"That's Master, to you." Mindy reminded Beth. "You call him Master, not Arthur."

"Ah, I'm sorry. Master." Beth winced as Mindy pinched even harder.

“That's enough, Whore." Arthur said. Beth gasped as Mindy stopped. "Stand there. Legs apart, and enjoy yourself. Cum as many times as you can.”

“Yes, Sir.” Beth nodded quickly as Mindy dropped to her knees, put her hands on Beth’s thighs, and got to work. Mindy started kissing and licking. Beth was already dripping from having watched everything so far, and she was eager to cum. Kelly led Lynn behind Beth by the hair, taking a fistful to force her to move as she wanted. Then she shoved her down and shoved her face into Beth’s curvy ass. Lynn reached up and spread Beth’s cheeks, tonguing away at her hole as Mindy lapped at her folds.

“Hm…” Arthur admired the view. “Babydoll…” He looked down at Katelyn. “Why don’t you take a break and go suck on Beth’s tit for a little while. Kelly, you take the other one. Beth? Finger them as they suck on you. Do your best to get them off before you cum.”

“Yes, Sir.” Beth panted as she shivered at Mindy’s tongue swirling around her clit.

Yvonne rose slightly in volume as Arthur adjusted her pleasure. He liked this rendition of Last Christmas. Rani, Selene, and Kat were the only ones left out, and the tip of his dick was unattended.

“Twins, on your backs.” He instructed. “Concubine and slut? Sixty-nine them.” Arthur enjoyed watching Rani and Selene crawl over as the twins laid back on the floor and spread their legs. The four of them got to it, and Kat was masturbating herself with the vibrator until Arthur caught her eye. He crooked his finger at her, and she crawled over to him hesitantly.

“Lay over my lap.” Arthur instructed.

“But…” Kat started to protest. “Wasn’t I good?”

“You were.” Arthur assured her. “You’ve been a very good girl, which is why I’m going to fuck you with that vibrator until you cum.”

Kat laid over his lap, and Arthur picked up the vibrator. She spread her legs as he prodded her, and then he slid it inside her wet folds and fucked her with it while he watched the others go at it. He turned up the volume on Yvonne to drown out the heavy breathing and slurping noises. It worked until she came, and the cry of her orgasm interrupted the song and sparked a chorus.

Yvonne came first, then Kat, who’d been building up to it for a while. Beth came next, quivering and shaking. The twins cried out next, clamping their thighs around Selene and Rani’s faces, whose bodies trembled as they came. Kelly, Mindy, and Lynn were the only orgasm-free individuals remaining.

“Straddle my lap.” Arthur instructed Kat, who stood and then lowered herself down onto Arthur’s hard-as-steel cock. She cuddled against him, hugging Arthur as he watched Beth finger and pleasure Kelly and Mindy. Mindy came first, followed soon by Kelly, both of them clutching onto Beth for support so they could stay standing.

Arthur smiled as he watched the whole room breathing softly, aglow in the aftershocks of orgasm. The girls slowly pulled themselves and came to kneel just behind Kat and then joined her, one by one. There wasn’t room for them all, but they did their best, open mouths waiting for their turn until Arthur finally exploded, covering all of them in thick jets of hot white cum.

“Ah.” Arthur sighed. “That’s everybody.” He chuckled. “I hope you all enjoyed it. Merry Christmas!”

“Um…” Lynn started. “I didn’t-”

“Merry Christmas, Master!” The girls chorused. “And to all a goodnight.”