Intermission 4

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all throughout hell,

Everybody was fucking, except in a certain hotel;

The harem was tucked in their bedsheets, with care,

In the hope that Master Nicholas soon would be there;

But the master was also nestled snug in his bed,

Instead of lying back and letting girls give him head.

You know what? Fuck this rhyming shit, it’s boring.

No wonder everyone in the harem is snoring.

So out in the lobby I made such a clatter,

To **** everyone down to see what was the matter.

…But no, apparently, going downstairs was a pain,

So I took the choice away, with a tap of my cane.

“What the heck?!” Nick exclaimed, when he popped into view.

Dani cried “dude, put some pants on, I see your dick, and balls, too!”

“What are we doing here?” Dawn asked as Nick quickly complied.

Rose shivered and said “I don’t know, why the fuck are we outside?”

The moon beamed down upon the snow, making it glow a bright white.

“Just let us back in already,” Mary wailed, “It’s the middle of the night!”

“Nay,” said Sylvia, waving her finger with glee.

“First we must open presents; gifts to you, from me!”

She looked quite unusual; not wearing a stitch of black.

And over her shoulder, she carried a big burlap sack.

“Each one is perfect; just right for the season!”

Everyone glared at her suspiciously, not believing her reason.

She stared at them crossly, she was far from thrilled.

“Come now my girls, we have a deadline, and it needs to be filled.”

The bundle of presents she set down from her back,

And her eyes gleamed like a pedophile’s offering a child a snack.

To each of Nick’s girls, she handed a box,

While barefooted Kim just hoped it was socks.

But far more than that lay nestled inside,

Eleven bright Santa suits to the harem she supplied.

“Oh! It’s quite nice, and it’s rather warm, too,”

Said Rose, while posing so Nick could admire the view.

“Speak for yourself,” said Kim, “I’m practically nude!”

In spite of her outburst, she had a cheerful attitude.

“Let’s just try them on, Sylvia put in a lot of work,”

Said Dawn, who didn’t want to seem like a jerk.

“Do we have to put these on? Come on, they look lame!”

Groaned Gina, before reluctantly doing the same.

“I don’t mind it at all,” Dani chirped, opening her coat.

(She’d been robbed of her modesty by audience vote.)

“You look great,” said Carly, “what do you think about us?”

As Dani’s eyes slid from sister to sister, her thoughts became sus.

“Nick… what do you think?” Asked Morgana, showing off her butt.

He almost responded, but then his mouth quickly shut.

I can’t think like that! He rebuked himself, come on, it’s a holiday!

But Sylvia was determined to still get her way.

“Come master, come look, doesn’t Dakota look nice?”

Sylvia asked, with a smile that made Nick turn to ice.

Dakota preened and she posed, she was practically beaming,

While inside Nick’s head, something was definitely steaming.

“You, uh, yeah, you look great,” he awkwardly agreed.

But he wasn’t so aroused as to give her his seed.

Then to his shock, he saw a sight that made him doubt.

Is this a dream? Why would Holly look so pure and devout!?

The pervert was dressed, and even covered with a coat,

And when she smiled at him gently, he felt his heart float.

But there was still one girl left, who rejected the display.

“This is sacrilegious!” Mary cried. “Today is Jesus’ birthday!”

“Oh, come on,” Gina groaned, rolling her eyes,

“Today’s about celebrating, you don’t need to chastise!”

“Wait,” said Dawn, scrunching up her face,

“Where did Gina learn a word like that in the first place?”

“I agree, that sounds odd,” Rose said with a nod,

“Though Mary definitely needs to stop groaning about God.”

“Anyone else feel weird? Or is it just me?”

Marley asked, looking around hesitantly.

“My sentences are weird, and my words are so stilted,”

Noted Dani, whose pleasant attitude had now wilted.

“There’s definitely something up, no doubt about that,”

Agreed Dawn as she adjusted her ears under her hat.

“Everyone’s rhyming!” Holly cried. “That’s really bizarre!”

The girls all knew the source of this couldn’t be far.

“What did you do?” Nick demanded. “Sylvia, answer.”

Sylvia smiled. “Ah, you see, it’s all part of my plan, sir.”

“Oh come on!” Mary groaned. “That one doesn’t count!”

But the redhead’s opinion Sylvia was happy to discount.

“If you girls want back to bed, and for the rhyming to stop,”

Sylvia leaned forward and tapped her cane on Mary’s top.

“Just put on your costume, and then this can end!”

Mary sighed in defeat, and her resolve started to bend.

Seeing no other way out, she quickly did change,

But everything still remained rather strange.

“It didn’t work,” wailed Morgana, “I still have to rhyme!”

“It’s fine,” Sylvia assured her, “just give it time.”

Mary leaned forward with a smile, and embraced the Christmas spirit,

And Nick’s heart beat so loudly that everyone could hear it.

“Wow, you look… nice,” Nick awkwardly said,

And embarrassed as always, Mary’s cheeks turned bright red.

“So are we done now?” Dani demanded. “I want to go back to sleep.”

And Sylvia agreed, this premise was starting to feel rather cheap.

“Very well,” she nodded, “I’d say it’s time to go!”

After all, it wouldn’t do to have everyone freeze in the snow.

Then she raised up her cane, and to the girls gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But Nick heard her exclaim, as he was flung out of sight-

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”