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Chapter 9 by SpiralFelix SpiralFelix

Can Mackenzie free herself from "Santa's" grasp?

No, she's stuck on "Santa's" lap

Mackenzie sat there with the doll on her lap, smilingly dumbly as her boss snapped pictures of her. The redheaded elf had her dress hiked ridiculously high, exposing the pale thighs the doll sat upon. And if not for Mackenzie's grip on the top of her dress, it might have slid down off her chest entirely. And all the while, Ricky continued his covert fingering of Mackenzie's pussy. She'd managed to stop herself from making any suspicious noises, but Mackenzie couldn't keep the blush off her face. She felt a mixture of anger, embarrassment, and slowly growing arousal.

After the photos were taken, Mackenzie was eager to be free from Ricky's perverse clutches. But as she moved to stand up, she felt Ricky's other hand grab onto the back of her dress.

"Where do you think you're going, sweet cheeks?" Ricky muttered into Mackenzie's ear.

Mackenzie whipped her head around, glaring daggers at the bearded man. "Get. Your hands. Off me." Mackenzie whispered, her voice quiet but full of fury. "Right nOHH!!" Her protests turned into a startled gasp mid-word as Ricky's fingers intensified their efforts. Mackenzie clamped a hand over her mouth, not wanting to clue Walt or the mallgoers in on what was happening to her.

"That's a good little elf." Ricky said as the animatronic jerked wildly again. It **** Mackenzie to use both of her hands to keep it under control.

Abandoned, Mackenzie's now strapless dress slipped off her chest entirely. It pooled around her stomach, baring her bra-clad breasts to everyone around her. A loud gasp came from her boss as he noticed Mackenzie's wardrobe malfunction, causing the redhead to blush in redoubled embarrassment.

As Ricky continued fingering her, and the struggling animatronic in her arms sent her breasts jiggling, Mackenzie found herself wondering how this could possibly get any more embarrassing. And that was when she felt something that made her blood run cold. Ricky's other hand traced its way up the bared skin of Mackenzie's back and his fingers closed around the clasp of her bra.

Does "Santa" take things to the next level?

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