Christmas Special Part 3

Helen hung from the lobby wall in her red bondage bag. The fur trim of the thing tickled the underside of her newly inflated jugs, each the size of a watermelon they sagged over the edge and dangled in the air begging to get slapped. She ached. She ached. Not just her face, which had been stuck in a grin for almost a day now, with no sign of loosening, but her body as well. She was covered in welt, her body hummed with the pain. She was not a pain slut, this hurt, and she was tired. When they finally finished with that horror show upstairs, Skylar dragged them all here and pinned them to the walls like stockings, then she went off to bed. They were supposed to sleep too, but how. It was already morning, barley four hours had passed and she hadn't slept a wink, though she suspected none of them had.

There was groaning from down the line. Snow was piled up past the doors of the lobby, all the light was a blaring blusish white, and it seared her eyes. It must have been **** for the two suck with hangovers. But it wasn't just them, they all groaned with misery. This show was awful, nothing couldn't convince her otherwise, well she supposed whatever they did to cleo could, but even she was miserable. But this was something else. This was not them, they just felt like a bunch a marionette's on Skylar's strings.

At least as a cuck, those desires felt like her own, even if they'd been implanted by the audience. But all of this shit about christmas was alien, least of all because Helen wasn't a christian, not by a few hundred years! Of course she knew of this Christ guy, everyone in hell was always going on about him, and he seemed cool enough, but she was always for to busy being flung around the currents of a hurricane to give it much thought.

"IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!" There was a screech from within in the the hotel, and down the staircase came Skylar. The King Buck Lodge did not have a staircase, she'd put it there, just for this occasion. She came running down the stairs in footie pajamas, and dove for the tree.

Here we go.

"Morning girls!"

"A Very Merry Christmas to you Skylar." Helen felt herself say in tandem with all the other girls. She sounded like she meant it too, from the bottom of her heart.

"Come on! Get down here!" She snapped her fingers and the sacks vanished and the eight girls floated to the ground. Helen noticed Satan appear in the big leather chair in front of the fire and tree. He had a sweater and santa hat on, and looked like he was tight as tightly to that chair as Helen had been in that sack all night.

Eve and Elizabeth both rushed for a nearby bowl of eggnog. Each so **** for their morning drinks, that they just stuck their hands straight into the bowl, and slurped it that way. Eve's drink heals her welt, and restored her healthy glow. Elizabeth didn't look quite that good afterward, but she did at least slip fro from the bowl with a satisfied sigh.

The girls all gathered around the tree, where Skylar was kneeling and waiting for them. "Now I went a little crazy this year, so I hope you guys like everything!" She handed each of them a box, wrapped so finely and tied with ribbons they were pieces of at in themselves. "You start Helen."

"Thank you so much Skylar, I'm sure I'll love it no matter what it is!" She ripped the paper open, and lifted off the lid, and found... a box with sand in it. "Oooh." she said with a wavering voice. "Thanks..."

"It's a kitty litter box, because you were having such a hard time all week going to the bathroom in your state!"

Helen blushed. Wow they really everything. "Heh, did you have to say that in front of the other girls?" Was the closest thing to outrage she was allowed. "Thanks so much, I'll be sure to use it lots and lots!" Why the hell did she say that?!?!?"

"You'll be so cute! Okay, okay, sorry I'm just so jazzed right now I feel like I'm vibrating, Cleo open your present!"

Cleo did as she was told, and unwrapped a framed picture of herself. Though it was not the best picture ever taken. Her skin looked thin, with dark veins easily seen underneath, and jaundiced yellow eyes peering meanly towards the camera. "This is me... as a sith?"

"In a way, that picture shows your true self, without your Brand hiding your corruption from the world. That's your soul."

More then Helen had appreciated her gift, Cleopatra smiled, and licked her lips. "How thoughtful. I'll be sure to masturbate to this when I can." She said in silence, marveling at her portrait.

"I knew I had you pegged on that one. Okay! Okay, Boudica open yours!"

Boudica pulled out a novelty coffee cup with a pair of breasts molded into the frame. "Wow... a cup with pillows on it... gee thanks!"

"Hehe!" Skylar giggled deleriously. "I saw that cup, and was like 'wooooooow' this is so Boudica!"

"That means a lot, thanks." She couldn't wait to smash it.

Olympias received a handbook on rope bondage, and six VCR tapes titled the joys of bondage.

Erica was given that butt plug she wished for, and Skylar made Boudica apply peppermint lube to the teen's sphincter, and help her slip it in.

Mary was gifted a set of embroidered silk handkerchiefs with the initials BM on them.

Elizabeth was given a two sided dildo which Skylar explained meant 'You can give or receive depending on what time of day it was!' Elizabeth didn't quite figure out what the logistics on that was supposed to look like.

Eve was given a coupon to the fruit of the month club, as well as a framed picture of Skylar, a pair of her used panties; frilly pink things, and a key to her room.

"And for Lucifer I of course got you a Harem."

"Very Generous, thank you Skylar." Satan sighed, and leaned back in his chair. "The gift giving is over, can you let us all go now?"

"No... NO!" Skylar screamed. "Christmas isn't over! We still have to play with our toys, and and and have a big meal together, and watch How The Grinch Stole Christmas! It's not over! It's never over!" She clapped her hands, vibrating with a crazed energy. "Okay girls, let's play with our toys! Helen, you go!"

Helen looked around the room. "Um..." She grabbed a handfull of the gritty sand in her hand, and let it fall between her fingers. "Weeeeeeee."

"Noooo." Skylar growled. "Play with it the right way!"

What was the right way? Skylar snapped, and suddenly there was a gurgling from Helen's stomach.

Oh fuck.

"No I don't have to go." Helen begged, her face turning red.

"Yes you do." Skylar said. "Now take a squat like a cute little kitty cat.

Helen felt herself, waddled over to the box, and crouched over it. She looked to the contestants for help, but they were all ashamed, scared, none of them met her eyes. They all just looked away. At least she could be grateful for that.

"Skylar stop this." Lucifer said, in a clear tone.

"Nothing out of you humbug!" Skylar sneered.

"I'm serious." He said again unphased. "This isn't Christmas."

"What would you know about Christmas scrooge?"

He sighed. "Well I'm kind of the guy that convinced the church to have it held in DECEMBER so it could destroy a pegan holiday, humble brag. But I know people aren't driven by facts, in fact they're down right repelled by them, so let me tell you some feelings Skylar, do you know why this holiday exists in the first place?"

"The birth of Jesus Christ."

"Yeah whatever, it was in the summer, get over it. But why does it appeal to people that don't even care about the savior. Well, that's because Christmas takes place right after the winter solstice. It's the darkest time of year, it's winter, everything is cold and dead. The world is in misery, and we all feel trapped. So humans in all their defiance of the natural order, decided to put one of their most important holidays, right in the middle of it. And it's in this time that they come together, have a great feast, exchange gifts, and show care and generosity with one another. Sure I've commercialized it, and made it tacky and plastic, but at it's core it's still true to what its purpose is supposed to be. Even in the depths of darkness, people can find time to share warmth and joy with their fellow man, and in the light and warmth of that generosity they too find their own salvation."

Everyone looked at him, shocked and amazed.

"Now these girls, are going through a mind bendingly awful ordeal. And you as their captor forcing them to make a mockery of what this holiday is supposed to be about, is disgusting and wrong. I don't mind the ****, but it's the hypocrisy I can't stand Skylar. If you truly love this holiday, you would let these girls free, and allow them to warm eachother in the light of this day, and not your own ego and perversions."

Skylar was white as a sheet, she looked shocked. "You mean... none of you... are having fun?"

"No Skylar, we love Christmas, you're the best Santa ever!" They all said in unision, rubbing their pussies as they did.

"Skylar." Satan growled.

"Oh fine." Skylar snapped, and broke the spell.

Elizabeth immedialty vomited in the eggnog bowl.

"You snuggling crazy meanie!" Boudica roar, and go to her feet. "Ya went absolutely apefudge crazy!"

"Skylar this was fucking awful." Cleopatra said, trying to sound a little more at ease than Boudica.

Skylar looked around at them in shock, as if she'd expected them to enjoy the last day of ****. "I... I'm sorry! Boudica it's your turn with The Master Tonight!" She cried, and ran up stairs, sobbing as she went. The buttflap of her PJ's was undone, so many eyes were focused on her skinny little butt as she ran out.

"You saved us!" Elizabeth marveled, and gave Satan a kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah it's a Christmas Miracle... no no no, vomit breath get away!"

Helen bolted straight for the nearest restroom, and Mary wasn't far behind.

Erica ran to the tree, where Molly and Marie the Elves were being shelfed. Wrapped in ribbons, she got them free. "No Erica don't look at us!" Molly cried, and got up on her tiny feet. She looked up at her now huge crush, and ran out of the room crying, that seemed to be in trend.

"Molly wait!" Erica ran after her, having no trouble keeping up with Molly's tiny strides.

"Okay Master, let's get you out of there." Olympias crouched down and started working on the ropes.

"That was pretty tender what you said back there." Elizabeth teased.

"Your breath smells like vomit, go away." Lucifer rolled his eyes.

"See that Olympias? Accuse him of being nice, and he'll snap at you. He's embarrassed, because he knows it's true."

"It's not true!" He litterally tried to snap at her then, but he was still tied down, so Elizabeth just flicked him on the nose when he tried to chomp her.

"I think it is." Olympias joined in on the tease. "You stopped Helen from being completely humiliated."

"You ever think I just didn't want to see a girl shit herself in front of me?"

Both Elizabeth and Olympias considered themselves for a moment, and at the same time said. "Nope."

This just caused him to growl some more. "Eve, help me out here." The Mother was distracted. "Eve!"

Skylar was crying, crying, crying into her pillow, when the door opened up. She jumped to attention at first assuming a producer had come to reduce her to particals, but was surprised to see a naked Eve standing before her. She looked younger, than usual with dark skin, and dark hair. Her eyes were lined with pencil.

'It's Erica's day' She thought, without effort.

"Oh Eve..." Skylar straightened herself out, and tried to dry her eyes.

"This is a lot of pink." Eve snarked, maybe a little more sarcastic than usual, thanks to Erica.

"I like pink."

"Pink, and Christmas, and boobs, and milk, you're a strange little creature." Eve walked into the room, and made a show of inspecting a shelf filled with Beanie Babies.

"I'm sorry about all of this, I lost control, I'll make it up to everyone, I'll give out rewards, and points..."

"I'm not here for that." Even sighed, and sat down next to Skylar on the bed. "What happened out there, are you okay?"

Skylar buzzed, Eve was actually talking to her, actually paying attention! She had to make good use of this. She nuzzled in close, and rested her head on...

"Skylar." Even pushed her away. There was a reproachful silence that followed, and after a second Skylar realized that she'd messed up a really big moment with Eve, she shook her head disdainfully. "That was even more stupid, I'm sorry."

Even shook her head again. "You just can't help yourself can you?"

Skylar bit her look. "No, your boobies are just so..."

"I'm not talking about my breasts, I'm talking about what you just did to us. You can't help yourself."

Skylar twitched, like a broken robot. "I just, wanted everyone to have a happy Christmas..."

"But."

"I'm... not a real human being... you're right, I'm just a thing, I'm broken." She put her hand in her head. "I'm the cute one, ya know. I like everything sweet, and loving, and pure, but I'm still a host ya know?" She started sobbing.

Eve nodded. "I understand, talk more about that."

Skylar took a moment to breath, and catch her breath. "I... I think of Christmas, and I get so happy. Families together, people buying gifts, and helping people, and just being like "Merry Christmas!" out of no where, that's so sweet. And I see that, and I want it, but there's something broken. When you see Santa, you think of gifts, and cookies, and joy. When I see him, I think 'wouldn't it be hot if instead of milk and cookies' families left their mom by the fire place for him, tied up, and in lingerie. And how could I do that? Would I change Santa, or everyone woman who's house he visits? Santa would be easier, I could give him an aura or something, but the girls have to be waiting for him, so that wont work. So I have to change all the women, but that's so many people... and it goes like that."

"Mmm." Eve pulled out a candy cane. "Just tell me what you're thinking when you see this."

Skylar studied the object. "I'm thinking pepper mint, I'm thinking candy, I'm thinking making a girl taste like peppermint, I'm thinking about turning her clit red. I'm thinking about making her skin candy, I think that's too much. I'm thinking of peppermint pattern socks, now stockings, now I'm thinking of putting a big peppermint up someone's butt, now I'm thinking of putting a dozen tiny ones up someone's butt. I'm thinking of someone... Boudica, spitting and licking that stretched out butthole, with rivers of spit, and melted peppermint running down her cheeks..."

"Okay, I see." Eve cut her off.

"And it's like that all the time!"

"Do you like, being like this?" Eve asked.

Like? Skylar had never really considered that. "Umm..."

"You can say yes, I don't care."

"Well, I like a lot of things about how I am. I do like sex, I like perverted sex too, don't know if you've noiticed."

"Hard to miss."

"I like running the show... I like bringing people together... I don't like how nasty I have to be sometimes... I don't like the other hosts, or the producers... I don't know."

"Would you be open to changing some habits, to see if you're happier that way?"

"Like what?"

"Setting us all free." Eve smiled.

Skylar smiled back. "I couldn't do that if I tried."

"Worth a shot. Well, when you were thinking about the peppermint, you had two thoughts at the start that weren't related to sex, why don't you try stopping there for now on? You're capable of it, just when you find yourself thinking of how to turn a situation into a humiliating orgy, stop yourself, and think of something else. Or at least recognize that those are intrusive thoughts, and that you don't have to give power to them."

"That's going to be hard, this is who I am."

Eve nodded. "Change is hard, but did being who you are, give you a Merry Christmas?"

Skylar sniffled. "No, I ruined everything... I just wanted everyone to celebrate it and be happy together... I feel disgusting."

Eve nodded. "That's how I feel everyday. But I try to move forward, and do better, for myself, and all my children."

Skylar's eyes were sparkling, as if she wasn't already in love with Eve. "You really are the perfect woman... after everything I did you came to comfort me... I would have... well..." She closed her eyes, as if forcing things out of her mind.

"This show is Evil Skylar, you have to see that. What's wrong with you is wrong with this whole show."

"i know, but... there's nothing I can do. At the end of every one of my seasons the Harem is in love with eachother." Eve doubted that claim, but their season hadn't been... standard. "If it wasn't me hosting, it would be someone else, someone worse, with my same problem, but not as cute. Some of these other hosts are reeeeeal jerks."

"Are you capable of having a life outside of this show?"

Skylar dropped her head. "No..."

"How does that make you feel?"

"Sad... sometimes I want to do other stuff."

Eve nodded. "I'm sorry you're in this situation."

"You're sorry for me?" Skylar looked at her again, she truly did underestimate the type of woman Eve was. She shrugged. "It's okay, this is what I was made for. It all just means I'm working perfectly. The cute little psycho, who ruins Christmas."

Eve smiled, and reached out for Skylar. Her perfect hand caressed the shaved hair on her head, and brought her into the heaven of her chest. "It's okay Skylar. Take it from experience. Sometimes creations can make mistakes, and break the whole universe with them."

"I'm not like you, Eve." Skylar held still, not wanting to ruin this moment for anything, and not trusting her own mind to give her the right answers. It was going a million miles and hour, plotting to give Eve ten tits, leaking tits, bigger nipples, hypnotic boobs, cocks for nipples, on and on it went, and some how she was able to find a stillness in that temptest, and keep quiet.

"Nope." Eve smiled. "I'm one of a kind, just like everyone else." She brought Skylar into her arms, as effortless as anyone would handle a doll. and brought her mouth to her nipple.

Skylar still didn't trust herself and kept her mouth clamped shut.

"It's okay, you were so busy trying to make us happy, but no one got you a gift." Skylar thought about this, really thought, and opened her mouth to suck in Eve's nipple. Tears swelled up in her eyes, sobs wracked her body, it'd never been like this before. She couldn't imagine it would ever be again. But in this moment, Eve's nipple filled her mouth, and it was perfect. She closed her eyes, and covered her face with a hand, not baring to look at the smile Eve was giving her. This was worse than Eve's rejection, this was worse, than a rant, or screaming, or a spanking. This was the most awful, and tremendous experience Skylar had ever felt.

Someone loved her.

"Merry Christmas Skylar."