*Quick author’s note:* Thanks for clicking! Long time lurker first time poster. I usually like crafting sexy stories with a partner through roleplay but I also like writing my only little short stories too. This one actually started as a RP prompt but I just kept writing and writing until I had a full story. I have written probably half a dozen little stories like this but this is the first one I have had the courage to share. I wouldn’t call myself a “screen writer” by any means, but I thought it would be fun to write this like a script. A filthy version of one of those Hallmark or Lifetime channel holiday movies that are always playing in the background at your aunt’s. Anyways, I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!
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[We open on our hero, Katherine (goes by Katy), standing in front of her apartment door. She is intensely looking at her phone. Katy is a good looking thirty-something with dirty blonde hair pulled back into a loose bun. She is smartly dressed in a dark pencil skirt, dark leggings, black boots, and a heavy wool overcoat. She has a worried look on her face as she taps out a text message]
Text from Katy: “hey, just got home. I’ll text you in a little bit”
[She wants to stay and wait for a response before entering, but she has lingered outside long enough. Katy finally opens the door revealing spacious and well-appointed apartment. Large picture windows at the far side of the room frame the unmistakable nighttime skyline of Manhattan surrounding the dark rectangle of Central Park. Katy and her family are clearly very well off to afford such a place.]
Claire and Delilah: “Mommy’s home! Mommy’s home!”
[Two little girls rush to great her. A handsome man, her husband Tim, is wearing an apron over a houndstooth sweater and dark jeans. He is finishing up a dinner in the kitchen. After Covid, Tim kept working from home and taking on a lot more of the responsibilities with the kids, while Katherine went back to the office. He loves spending time with the girls and experimenting in the kitchen]
Tim: “Hey sweetie. How was work?” [the man says with a smile.]
Katy: “ugh long…and still not over unfortunately. I have a few things I’ll have to do after dinner.” [Katy hugs her daughters who are currently wrapped around her legs, but she seems distant and disinterested in their attention]
Tim: “really? It’s Christmas Eve dear, take a break once. Surly it can wait?”
Katy: [sarcastic and snippy] “why don’t you let Shanghai know how important Christmas is to you and maybe they will wait”
Tim: “maybe I will” [Tim says this in a playful way undeterred by Katy’s aggression. He strides over and gives his wife a kiss on the cheek. She groans at how disgustingly sweet he is]
Tim: “well at least have family dinner first before you go back to working”
[Tim gestures at the full spread he has prepared on the dining room table]
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[It’s after dinner and Tim has just put the girls to bed. Katy grabs her iPad, and retreats to the study to catch up on work. While it is true she needs to read through the emails that are arriving from China about now, it is also a cover story. She honestly only has about 30 minutes of real work to do. The rest of her hour plus will be spent texting…him. She pulls out her phone and taps out a message as her inbox on the iPad loads]
Text from Katy: “Hey Daddy, I finally have a little bit of time to myself. I miss you”
Text from Adam: “I miss you too babygirl.”
Text from Adam: “I really miss those lips wrapped around my dick. You should visit me in my office more often.”
[Katy smiles sheepishly at her phone]
Text from Katy: “you’re so bad.”
Text from Katy: “I miss your cock too Daddy. It tastes so good.”
Text from Katy: “do you think you will be able to get away and see me tomorrow? I would love to give you your present from Santa ;)”
Text from Adam: “oh yeah? What is it?”
Text from Katy: “I can’t tell you! But I think you will like it…You were a good boy this year”
[Katy sends him a little video she has been saving to tease him. The video opens with her lips wrapped around the base of a purple dildo. She grips it with two fingers and slowly tugs it out of her mouth revealing the slobbery fake dick inch by inch. To Adam’s surprise it keeps coming and coming, getting longer and longer and longer. When she finally pulls it all the way out of her throat, she wiggles it in front of the camera and slaps he cheek with it, showing that it’s close to 12 inches long]
Text from Adam: “whoa! Does Santa know what an unabashed, bad, little whore you are?”
Text from Katy: “No…Santa still thinks I am the sweetest thing
Text from Katy: “So will I be able to see you?”
Text from Adam: “probably not…but maybe. I’ll see. What about Tim and the girls? Are you not going to spend the day with them?”
Text from Katy: “Ugh…I mean…I am going to spend time with them. But I want to spend time with you too!”
[The door opens and Katy jumps, quickly clicking off her phone. It’s Tim standing in the doorway]
Tim: “are you almost done baby? I was hoping we could cuddle up and watch a Christmas movie together. The girls are already asleep”
Katy: [shooting daggers at her husband] “yeah yeah…I’m almost done. Did you put out the presents out yet?]
[Tim nods]
Tim: “well don’t work too late. Christmas only comes once a year you know”
[Tim shuts the door again and Katy goes back to her phone]
Text from Katy: “I love you Adam, don’t you know that? I really want to see you tomorrow”
*****
[It’s late at night now. Katy and Tim are both sleeping peacefully. Suddenly, Katy’s phone starts to buzz incessantly on the bedside table. She always leaves it on and always answers, no mater the time of night. She clumsily paws at the phone to grab it from the table and with bleary eyes opens her messages to see who it is. She has been expecting news from Seoul and hopes this is it. She’s puzzled to see that it is a series of text messages from and unknown number]
*You have been a naughty girl Katherine. Fooling around on your sweet husband Timmy. And on Christmas Eve no less! Bad girl. He deserves better.**
*I thought you weren’t worth saving but the guys upstairs think there might still be a kernel of good and wholesomeness in you still, so tonight you are getting the full Dick-ens treatment (sorry I just couldn’t help myself)*
*Tonight you will be visited by three ghosts at the hours of one, two, and three. Hopefully they will be able to change your ways.*
[Katy rolls her eyes at the message. Probably just some dumb prank by someone at work. Tim may be oblivious to her transgressions. He hasn’t figured it out in nearly ten years, but her activities were somewhat of an open secret around the office. It’s hard to keep fucking your boss a secret. Especially when you have been almost caught half a dozen times. ‘Probably Parker’, (a senior analyst at her firm) she thinks. He had walked in on her and Adam once in her office and had been sexually harassing her about it ever since. She clicks off the phone, puts it back on the table, and goes back to sleep, not giving it a second thought]
[A loud *BONGGG!!* sound shakes Katy from her slumber. She sits up rapidly and gasps whispering ‘what the fuck!?’ to herself. She fantically looks over at Tim who is still snoring softly as if he hadn’t heard anything. She looks up from Tim and jumps again, gasping. There is someone in her room! She is about to scream but then there is a look of confused astonishment on her face.]
Katy: [stammering] “Maddy? Is that you? W-w what are you doing here?”
[Madison was Katy’s first dorm mate in college and a friend from the cheer squad. A real goodie-two-shoes type from some small hick town in the midwest.]
Madison: “No I’m not really Madison, but I do have all her memories if you are interested. I thought this form would be best for the little adventure we were about to take. I’m the ghost of Christmas past.”
[Katy cocks her head to the side looking confused.]
Katy: “the what?”
Madison: “didn’t you read the text message?”
[Katy glances over at her phone on the bedside table.]
Katy: “umm yeah I guess. I thought it was Parker playing a stupid joke”
[Madison takes a deep sigh and moves to sit on the side of her bed]
Madison: “no, it was the real thing”
[Katy just rolls her eyes again. ‘what a stupid dream this is’ she thinks to herself]
Katy: “well thanks for the visit Maddie. Help yourself to whatever you want in the fridge. I am very tired and not really in the mood for visits”
[Katy rolls back over into bed and pulls the covers up to her ears]
Madison: “Katy, this isn’t a dream. When was the last time you were tired in a dream?”
Katy: [dismissively] “first time for everything I suppose”
[Katy closes her eyes and nuzzles the pillow. Then she suddenly, the bed drops out from under her and she hits the floor. Gasping she looks around in total shock. She is no longer in her bedroom! She is in a strange new apartment, one she doesn’t recognize at all. Madison is still standing over her.]
Madison: “I knew you would be difficult”
[Katy jumps up and comes nose to nose with Madison]
Katy: “what is going on?! Who are you!? Where is this place!?”
[She screams sternly at her friend but a slight tremble in her voice betrays her fear]
Madison: “look around, don’t you recognize the place?”
[Katy looks around the dark apartment. Young men definitely live here. Old furniture, no decorations, empty pizza boxes, huge brand-new TV on the wall.]
Katy: “I have never been here in my life! This place is filthy!”
[Muffled sounds emanate from behind a closed door at the end of a dark hallway. Katy looks at the door with a worried and puzzled look on her face. Madison just looks at Katy. The sounds get louder and louder, and now they become more clear; the muffled screams, moans, and grunts of sex. Some voices are male and some, or one, is female. Katy slowly tip-toes down the hall. She starts to get the strangest feeling of Deja vu. Madison follows closely behind her. Katy presses her ear to the door to hear what is happening on the other side.]
Male voice 1: “Yo I told you this girl was a total freak!”
Male voice 2: “Haha! Yeah! Such a good little slut!…Aren’t you!?”
Female voice: “Yes! yes! I’m a good little slut! Your good little slut! I’m your little fucking whore! Fuck me like you mean it! You can do whatever you want to me!”
[Curiosity is getting the better of Katy. She slowly pushes the door open just a crack to see what is happening on the other side. Madison reaches past her and pushes the door open all the way. Katy jumps back, afraid someone will see her, but she just runs into Maddie.]
Madison: “don’t worry they can’t see or hear you…”
[The door flies wide open to reveal a debauched scene. Three people are in the middle of a dirty and unkempt bedroom. Two men and one woman. The woman is blonde and petite, probably no more than 110lbs soaking wet. She is on her knees between the two of them, still wearing a silver clubbing dress bunched around her waist. Her face is buried deep in the lap of one man sitting on the edge of the bed. Her arms are propped on his legs and he is running his hands through her hair as she bobs up and down on his cock. Slurping sounds fill the room. The other man is on his knees behind her. His fingers are hooked around her hip bones as he pumps in and out of her. Each thrust punctuated with a loud clap as his pelvis smacks against her bubble butt. The realization is slowly dawning on Katy. This is an out of body experience. She is watching herself getting spit roasted by two college guys who are now high-fiving over her back. She reaches back into her memory and can almost remember this specific night. Although, she had a lot of nights like this in college, and they all start running together after a while. Despite how incredibly improbable this whole situation is, all she can think is: ‘Damn, look how good I used to look. Why did I always think I was fat?’]
Katy: “ok, thanks for the trip down memory lane. Can we go now?”
Madison: “don’t you remember this night?
Katy: “sort of…I guess. I have a lot of memories like this. I was probably pretty drunk and or high too which doesn’t help…Why? Is this supposed to be special? Was I supposed to marry one of them or something?”
Madison: “No dipshit…This was your 23rd Christmas Eve. You had your first date with Tim earlier this same evening. A wonderful, smart, handsome man who adored you. It took every bit of courage he had to ask you out. After the date you went out with some friends for a few Xmas Eve drinks, and decided home with these two yahoos….”
Male 1: “hey, let’s switch. I want a piece of that pussy before you blow in her.”
[Madison is interrupted and both her and Katy turn to watch as he three of them awkwardly stand up and crawl onto the bed. Male 1 lays on his back and 23-year-old Katy, without hesitation, straddles him reverse cowgirl. ‘Ooooohhhhhh fuuuuck!’ she cries out as she slides herself down onto his throbbing hard on. She then looks up at male 2 who is now standing on the bed in front of her, tapping his pussy-juice-covered-cock against her cheek. ‘you tore me up’ she coos at him before taking his whole shaft into her mouth.]
Male 2: “you like tasting yourself on my cock?”
Past Katy: [popping his dick out of her lips and smiling up at him] “mmm yes! It tastes sooo good!”
Male 2: “what’s it taste like?”
Past Katy: “mmm…*slurp slurp*…tastes like dirty whore”
[Recent-College-Grad-Katy says that with a giggle. Soon all three of them are writhing back and forth again, fucking and sucking with the energy that only young people have. The room fills with sex sounds again]
Katy: “so what’s your point Maddie? We went on one date. We weren’t actually ‘dating’ yet. If this is supposed to make me feel guilty it doesn’t.”
Madison: “This doesn’t make you feel guilty Katy!? Does it make you feel anything? Sad? Ashamed? Anything!? Sure, you and Tim might not have been officially dating yet, but you and I both know you would go on to betray his trust on many more occasions. Some even more sickening than this I might add! This first Christmas is just one example; and it shows that you were a terrible partner even from the very beginning! You had a chance to build something real with a genuine man like Tim. A chance to find true happiness. But instead you chose the quick and easy dopamine rush of getting tag teamed by a couple of college dropouts. This memory is a microcosm of your whole life!”
[Katy is visibly holding back tears as Madison finishes her tirade. Never has anyone been so blunt with her in regard to her cheating. She has never had to take responsibility. But she catches herself. Stifling her tears her face turns cold and hard and defensive, the usual face she shows the world]
Katy: “fuck you! And fuck this ‘come to Jesus’ bullshit. So what!? I like sex! Sue me! I cheated on Tim once or twice! Big deal! He doesn’t know and what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. I support him in so many other ways, I deserve to let loose every once in a while!”
Madison: [rolling her eyes and talking to herself more than to Katy] “whatever….the first visit never takes. I hate being Christmas past ghost, you never get to see the big revelation at the end”
[Madison taps Katy on the head and everything goes black]
*****
[Two loud clangs of the bell awaken Katy this time around. She sits up suddenly again and glances at her phone to see that it is now two in the morning. As her eyes adjust to the light, she sees another figure standing over her. Madison again? No, a male this time. She wipes her eyes and stares, finally recognizing him as Parker. A real pervert who is always cracking sick jokes at Katy. She would turn him into HR. But he knows so much about her affair with Adam that she figures it will just be easier to let it go and deal with the harassment.]
Katy: “Ugh, I thought this dream would be over by now”
Parker: “not on your life sweet cheeks. Ghost of Christmas Present at your service”
[he takes a slight bow, then reaches out and tugs at the sheets to take a peek at what she is wearing. Katy quickly snatches them back. Parker shrugs his shoulders]
Parker: “whatever, we are getting up anyways.”
[Parker takes her hand and walks her to the bedroom door. As the door opens the two of them are flooded with soft, morning light. Claire and Delilah are playing with their toys from Santa and Tim is in the kitchen making brunch. The whole house smells like bacon. From behind, Christmas Morning Katy walks right through Parker and the other Katy and into the kitchen]
Christmas Morning Katy: [Kissing Tim on the cheek] “Hey, I’m going to run down to the store quick, you need anything?”
Tim: “wait what? Ok…well brunch is almost ready”
Christmas Morning Katy: “I won’t be long”
[Christmas Morning Katy walks out the front door and the other two follow. She is clearly a woman on a mission. Power walking down the hall and into the elevator, she pushes the button for the parking garage.]
Parker: “where is she going Kat?”
[Katy knows exactly where she is going and what she is doing.]
Katy: [snapping at him] “don’t ask stupid questions Parker”
[Once in the parking garage she strides for a large black SUV parked in the back, with its engine running. While she walks she tightens her ponytail and completes the look by tying a long red ribbon into a bow on the back of her head. In one smooth motion, she opens the rear passenger door, hops in, shuts the door, and bends over to swallow Adam’s waiting erection.]
Parker: “woah! No good morning? No Merry Christmas?”
[Katy is silent. She was hoping that she would get to see Adam tomorrow. This was a common practice for both of them, a little quickie in the car downstairs. It seemed so hot, so passionate, so forbidden, so loving. But watching it unfold in third person seems to take away from it. Cheapens it. Makes it look like the undignified exchange it really is. Christmas Morning Katy looks like a common whore. Jumping into the back seat with a John. Except she isn’t even getting paid, which somehow makes her seem like something even less that a whore…whatever that may be]
Parker: “I gotta get a better look!”
[Parker opens the driver’s door and hops in. Katy reluctantly gets in the passenger seat. In the back of the spacious SUV, Christmas Morning Katy’s lips are sliding up and down on Adam’s rock hard cock, a free hand fondling his balls softly as she sucks. His hand is playing with her hair and the ribbon she tied in it. His head is tilted back and his eyes are closed as he focuses on the sensation.]
Adam: “mmmm….you make a wonderful Christmas present babygirl”
Christmas Morning Katy: [popping his hard-on out of her mouth and lightly slapping herself on the cheek with it] “Merry Christmas Daddy. You must have been a good boy this year”
[She goes back to sucking him off. Stroking his shaft as she sucks on his head. Her phone starts buzzing in the side pocket of her yoga pants]
Parker: “let’s see who that is. The office? Shanghai? Seoul?”
[Parker reaches out to take the phone from her pocket.]
Parker: “Nope…just your husband upstairs. He says brunch is ready…and he wants to know when you will be back….oh and the girls just send you little heart emojis….isn’t that sweet Katy?”
[Parker turns the phone to show Katy the text messages. Then glances into the back seat. Adam has reached a hand down the back of Christmas Morning Katy’s tights and is playing with her ass as she slobbers and moans on his dick]
Christmas Morning Katy: [moaning] “mmm yes daddy. Play with my slutty little asshole. It’s all yours daaadddy”
Parker: [looking back at Katy in the passenger seat] “… want me to tell them you’re busy? Mommy will be back in a minute?….With a mouthful of cum?”
[Katy looks a little distraught and worried. Shaking her head at Parker.]
Katy: “Ok fine, perhaps this is a little low. But Adam and I love each other. We are going to be together. He is going to leave his wife next year…and….he is the one I am really supposed to be with!”
Parker: [laughing] “oh come on Kit-Kat! How many guys have you said that about?”
Katy: [shocked] “what?…never…just Ada-”
Parker: [cutting her off] “Seven, you have thought that about seven different men. To varying degrees yes, but none left their wives for you. You need to grow up Katy! He would have done it years ago if he really was going to leave her! He just knows your easy way to get his dick wet. And I have to say he’s right.“
[Loud clapping noises fill the car as Adam spanks Christmas Morning Katy and holds her head down on his cock…]
Parker: “how come you get mad at me when I grab your ass, but he gets to do that to you?”
Katy: [yelling] “Shut the fuck up Parker!”
*****
[*GONG! GONG! GONG!* Three loud rings awaken Katy next. She hides her head under the covers hoping that this nightmare will be over soon. After a moment she peeks out around the room expecting to see someone from her past and finds no new ghost. ‘Perhaps it’s over?’ she thinks sitting up. A bright, warm light is apparent through the cracks around the bedroom door. She looks over and sees that Tim is still asleep, and if the girls were up they would be making a ton of noise. Katy really just wants to go back to bed, but she knows she must investigate. Slowly she tip-toes to the door. The door opens not to the rest of their apartment, but to a…cabin? A rustic looking home with exposed wood walls and thick wooden beams holding up the roof. Outside the windows are snow covered pine trees. The walls and shelves are cluttered with kitschy little statues of moose and owls; On one wall is a Psalm painted on a piece of wood and hanging in a frame…..*Gross*. ‘Where is this?’ Katy thinks, upstate somewhere? Maine? Tim was always talking about getting a place like this for the holidays ‘fucking gag me, I’m glad we didn’t’. Around the kitchen table are two girls and a man. Katy recognizes them instantly. Tim has a few more gray hairs but it’s obviously him. The two girls take a moment to place, but it’s Claire and Delilah…but older, teenagers or tweens. They are all sitting around the table in matching flannel pajamas, apparently waiting for something]
Katy: [to herself] “where’s the damn ghost of Christmas… whatever?”
Amy: [unseen, a very sweet and cheerful voice] “right behind you sweetie! Watch out!”
[A woman brushes past Katy with a plate full of pancakes and a spatula. She is beautiful with long red curls, creamy skin, and an hourglass build. She is wearing a matching set of pajamas as the other three]
Amy: “who wants pancakes!?”
Tim, Claire, Delilah: “Me! Me! Me! Me!”
[All three of them are clamoring together and giggling]
Katy: [confused and pissed] “who the hell are you? And where are we? What are you doing with my family?
Amy: [looking back over her shoulder as she passes out pancakes] “what? This is my family now. You and Tim are divorced. This is six Christmases from now. He walked in on you and Adam in the apartment….You know, he told me that he knew about your indiscretions for years and was always able to deal with it. But walking in and seeing you bouncing on another man’s cock, in his own home, was just too much for his little heart to bare. You two separated, he met me a year later, and we got married a year after that…”
[Katy listens intently to the story. It’s not really surprising to her. She has always expected things to end up like this one way or another. There is even a little glint of happiness in her eyes, Amy notices this]
Amy: “….don’t get your hopes up. You didn’t end up with Adam. He cuts you off and goes crawling back to him wife. Cuts you off completely”
[Amy’s cruel words are juxtapose to her incredibly sweet face and demeanor. Katy’s face melts into a frown]
Katy: “that’s not true! Adam and I love each other!
Amy: [shaking her head] “No, you love Adam. And Tim loves you…well loved you..But you were too caught up in your own bullshit to care”
Delilah: “Mommy, can I have some syrup?”
Amy: [over her shoulder to Delilah] “of course baby, one minute”
[Katy’s frown deepens as she hears her own daughters call this new woman ‘mommy’ she wants to ask the question, but is nervous for the answer]
Katy: “so what am I doing this Christmas? Working?”
Amy: “you might call it that…”
Female voice: [muffled, distant] “ahh…ohh! fuck!…fuck me…FUCK ME!…Fuck me like a real man you bitch! *SMACK* that’s right, hit me! Think that will make you more of a man!? Think that will make your little brat listen? *SMACK SMACK SMACK* You’re such a little pussy! Fuck me!”
Male voice: [deep, also distant and muffled] “Shut the fuck up whore before I wipe that stupid smile off your bratty face!”
[The sounds are coming from a door off the side of the living room in the cabin. Katy knows she has to look, but she already has a pretty good idea of who and what she will find. She opens the new door and steps into her corner office. It’s dark and quiet, late at night. Nobody else at work on Christmas night. The floor to ceiling windows look out over lower Manhattan and the financial district. Future Katy is bent over the edge of her desk getting her asshole absolutely blown out by the hulking, bearded man behind her. Around her neck is a thick leather belt that the man is using as a leash and collar; yanking back on it to make her arch her back. She looks as if he is about to snap her spine like a twig. Her arms are outstretched in front of her, wrists are bound with his tie. She tried to prop herself up on her forearms, but most of her weight is being held by the belt around her neck. Her face is quickly turning red. Veins bulging in her neck and face.]
[Amy uses her thumbs and index fingers to frame the shot with one eye closed.]
Amy: [Sarcastic] “Just like a Rockwell”
[Katy is red faced and obviously embarrassed. She recognizes the man of course. Thomas, the most toxic affair partner she ever had. She has seen him on and off for the last few years. He always seemed to turn up in her life when she was the most depressed, the most down, the most vulnerable. They were a terrible combination. Constantly fighting and fucking. They both knew how to draw out the worst in one another. Pushing each other’s buttons until their mutual depression and self-loathing boiled over into downright self- destruction.]
Amy: “Aww, isn’t this such a great and happy ending? Everyone gets what they want. Timmy gets a loving wife to spend his Christmas with, like he has always wanted. And Katherine gets to get her slutty holes stuffed in an empty corner office! Everyone wins!”
[Thomas lifts Future Katy with ease, flipping her around and setting her on the desk. He folds her in half, grabbing her behind the knees and pinning them by her ears. He slides back into her gaping ass with ease. Without even being told to do so, Katy grabs the end of the belt with both hands still bound and keeps choking herself.]
Thomas: “You are such a loose little butt slut. I’m going to rape your slutty little hole until you can’t walk right for a week!”
Future Katy: “Is that what makes you feel like a man!? Raping my little holes? You have to take it from me because nobody would fuck a pig like you!”
[Katy tries to spit on Thomas but the saliva falls short and lands on her stomach. He grabs her face with one hand, squeezing her cheeks to force her lips open, and spits right into her mouth.]
Thomas: “shut the fuck up Butt Slut!”
Katy: “Make me Daddy!”
[In a flash, Thomas pulls out and spins Future Katy around on her back so her head is hanging off the edge of the desk. Papers and other items clatter to the floor. Again, Future Katy needs no verbal direction. She opens her mouth wide and sticks out her tongue patiently. Thomas slides his cock into her eager, open mouth. Her throat bulges as Thomas penetrates her. The leather belt around her neck creaking under the strain.]
Thomas: “That’s what your slutty, raped asshole tastes like. You like how it tastes, slut?”
Future Katy: “*GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK*”
[Thomas stuffs his cock to the hilt, cutting off all air to her. He reaches out to slap at Future Katy’s pussy and tits. Each loud smack leaving a red handprint and making her body twitch. Her face turns red, then purple, and soon she is kicking and screaming to breathe (well, scream as best she can with a mouthful of dick). Thomas finally extricates himself from her body and she begins to cough and gag. Gasping for air. She spits up huge globs of drool on her own face, causing her to choke more. She rolls off the table and hits the floor like a sack of dirt, still rolling around choking and crying.]
Thomas: “Had enough, Butt Slut?
Future Katy: “F-f-fuck y-you…your whore mother used to fuck me harder than that!”
[Thomas is red-faced with anger now. He unclasps the belt from Future Katy’s neck and she assumes the position without being told. Sticking her ass in the air and pushing her cheek into the carpet.]
Katy: “Can we go? I’ve seen enough.”
[She looks around and sees that there is no longer a door behind her.
Amy: “What!? Are you sure? This is the best part!”
[Amy points her back at the disgustingly and abusive scene. Katy knows what is about to come next. Thomas starts to use the belt her. Whipping her ass, legs, and back]
*CRACK*
Thomas: “Who’s slutty pussy is this!?”
*CRACK*
Future Katy: “Yours Daddy!”
*CRACK*
Thomas: “Who’s slutty asshole is this!?”
*CRACK CRACK*
Future Katy: “Yours Daddy! My slutty asshole belongs to you!”
*CRACK CRACK CRACK*
Thomas: “Who owns you slutty little mouth!?”
*CRACK*
Future Katy: “You do Daddy!”
*CRACK CRACK*
Thomas: “You’re fucking pathetic, you know that!?”
*CRACK CRACK*
Future Katy: “Yes Daddy I do! I’m worthless! A useless fucking whore!
[Future Katy is full on crying now. Sobbing uncontrollably. Bawling like a baby. The whole backside of her body is quickly turning from a bright shade of red to a dark purple. Lash marks crisscross her body. Katy can’t look anymore. She turns away and pugs her ears but the screams still come through.]
*CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK*
Thomas: “You are nothing more than a warm set of fuck holes! You know that!?
*CRACK*
Future Katy: “Daddy please stop! I’ll be good! I’ll be your good set of fuck holes! I promise Daddy! Please don’t hit me again!”
*CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK*
Thomas: “I’m bored with you…”
[He drops the belt and starts getting dressed. Future Katy curls up into a ball and cries. As Thomas finishes dressing himself he starts to move toward the door]
Future Katy: [screaming bloody fucking murder, voice crackling] “Daddy! Please! Don’t go! I’ll be good! I’ll be a good girl, Daddy! DADDY!! DADDY PLEASE! I NEED YOU DADDY! I NEED YOUR DADDY DICK IN MY SLUTTY FUCKING BODY!! DONT LEAVE ME!!!! DAAAAAAADDDY!!!!!”
[Future Katy cries out as Thomas leaves. Throwing a tantrum and rolling around on the floor like a toddler. Thomas doesn’t even bother to look back at her.]
****
[Katy awakens to the light of day. She turns over and sees she is in bed alone. She grabs her phone and looks at the date, December 25, 2022, 8:01am. She sighs deeply with relief. ‘it was only a dream’ she thinks. She walks out of her bedroom and takes a second sigh of relief to find that it leads to their apartment, instead of some different time or dimension]
Claire and Delilah: “Mommy! Mommy! Can we open the presents from Santa now!”
Tim: “I told them they had to wait until you woke up.”
[Katy walks to the kitchen to find Tim already hard at work on eggs and bacon for breakfast. She hugs him tightly from behind.]
Tim: “oh hey baby. Merry Christmas!” [He is pleasantly surprised at her sudden bout of affection]
Tim: “ok girls, you can start opening”
Claire and Delilah: “YAY!”
[Katy still doesn’t let go of Tim and he finally has to shrug her off]
Katy: “I love you” [she says, tears in her eyes]
Tim: “aww I love you too baby. Have a seat, I’ll make you some coffee”
[Katy sits on the sofa with her mug of black coffee and watches as the girls tear apart the wrapping around their gifts. She has to consistently dab at tears at the corner of her eyes. Tim sets the table for breakfast. Her phone buzzes]
Text from Adam: “hey sweet cheeks. Can I come get my Christmas present later? ;)”
[Katy stares at the screen for a long, long time before clicking it off and setting it aside]
*****
If you made it this far, thank you for reading. I worked really hard on it. I welcome any and all feedback you may have on my work. If you liked it, let me know. As I mentioned earlier, I have several other erotic stories in various stages of completion that I could share.
Yours Truly,
DPPKaty
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/z94u42/katherines_slutty_christmas_carol_mfm23_fm30s40s