Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the Night before Christmas
Based on the holiday poem
By DJ King, © 2013


Twas the night before Christmas at DC's kinkiest club
Not a creature was stirring not even a sub.
The submissives were shackled to the crosses with care
In hopes that Mistress Tyler soon would be there.

One slaveboy was blindfolded and strapped to a bed,
While visions of CBT danced in his head.
For he knew he would be punished without any pardon,
So he waited and imagined what she would do to his hard on.

When all of a sudden, they heard someone open the door
And across the hard wood, high heel steps on the floor.
Mistress Tyler walked over to each slave tied to a cross
And she twisted their nipples to show them who's boss.

Up to each one she walked and whispered into their ear
And she told them each something they had to fear.
Then she whipped their pale skins until marks started to show
And flogged their big boners all lined up in a row.

As she inflicted their pain, she'd laugh and she'd flirt
And in her sweet voice, she'd ask "Oh, does that hurt?'
But it was pointless for the subs to try to beguile her,
For no one could keep secrets from Mistress Tyler.

She proceeded to torture each slave on the rack
And every few minutes she would give each cock a whack.
And after one hour of only words and sounds to seduce,
She took off their blindfolds and let them all loose.

She was dressed all in latex, from her head to her foot,
And her outfit was all shiny and as black as soot.
She had a cute little nose, her lips were as red as a cherry,
And the look in her eyes was both sexy and scary.

She had long blonde hair and a mischievous smile,
And the words that she spoke were of tease and denial.
"Get down on your knees and show me the right way to greet!
Now put your heads down and worship my feet!"

They licked her black boots and sucked on the heel,
And then one by one, she let them get up from their kneel.
They stood all in a row and gazed on her perfection
And the sight of their Domme caused an instant erection.

"Now DJ! now Jonathan! now Billy and Terry!
On Michael! On Richard! on Eric and Barry!
Start stroking your shafts while you yank on your balls
And wank away, wank away, wank away all!!!! "

When the subs were all finished and fully spent,
And all of them climaxed with Mistress Tyler's consent.
And as she left the room, she said in a voice filled with glee,
"Merry Christmas to all, and Happy Birthday to me!"