Tier 3: Holiday Delights (Ellie/Abby, Mel/Nora, Large Rattler/Emily the Seraphite) (Patreon)

Ellie’s eyes took in the dildo, black as coal, as her hand ran down its length hesitantly.

“It’s… kinda big,” she said, looking up at Abby’s muscular form towering over her.

“Well you’ve been a bad girl,” Abby replied, smirking.

5 minutes later

“Oh fuck”, Ellie moaned as Abby pressed a thumb into her ass, all the while ploughing her roughly with the huge black dildo.

Abby pressed her thumb deeper, eliciting a squeal from the submissive Ellie, “Can I expect better behavior from you next year?”

“Fuck”, Ellie groaned, “Yes! Yes I’ll be a good girl. I promise.”

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“Didn’t know this was what you meant when you said ‘take it easy’”, Mel said softly as Nora pulled her panties off. “Wonder what Owen would say.”

“Owen’s too busy lusting after Abby hun.”

“Hey!”, Mel exclaimed indignantly, “Fuck you!”

“Sure, you first, though." Nora giggled as she slid a finger over the other doctor's clit.

Mel immediately stifled her objections, replacing them with quiet moans as she closed her eyes and Nora worked her pussy like a pro.

“Merry Christmas, Melon.”

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“Naughty or nice?”, the heavily tattooed slaver masquerading as Santa Claus grunted.

“Naughty.” Emily, the Seraphite warrior replied sharply. She shouldn’t have been doing this, but surely the Prophet could excuse the odd indescretion, particularly in pursuit of a trade agreement like this?

“Naughty girls take it in the ass, ‘Santa’ instructed.

“Yes, Mr. Claus”, Emily replied, sitting cowgirl on the large man, gently working his large meat into her asshole.

The big man grabbed her, roughly forcing it in deeper and grabbing a bit. Emily’s grimace soon turned into a smile as she slid up and down the rattlers pole. Yes. This deal was sealed.