Tiedupgal22 had a problem. It was Boxing Day and she had a gang of friends over for a party. They were all showing off what they had gotten for Christmas.
One young ladies boyfriend had given her an oversized red ball gag. Her jaw ached when it was forced in but it was a pleasant pain. It came with a set of leather wrist and ankle cuffs.
Another girl was modeling her shiny new bra and panty set. They were glossy black leather and had a matching blindfold and paddle.
Two of the guys, who had both just recently came out about being gay, had met and discovered that one was dominant and the other submissive making them a perfect couple. They each presented themselves as their gift to the other.
Tiedupgal22 also had a great Christmas gift but she couldn’t tell anyone about it. She had spent Christmas Eve delivering gifts with “naughty Santa” but had no proof of her story.
Santa had given her gifts of duct tape, rope and zip-ties. Not convincing; she got those every year.
He gave her shiny new handcuffs. Again not proof; they were just another pair in her collection.
He left behind the harness he had put on her. She had at least half a dozen like it hanging in the closet.
And what about the red whip-lash marks on her pretty bum? Just about everyone at the party had left their own mark on her desirable derriere at one time or another; it was nothing new to them.
The music was loud and the drinks were flowing but she was not enjoying herself. Then her phone rang. The second time it rang everyone stopped talking and the music was turned down. They wanted to hear her ringtone. It was the chorus from the song “Tied Up” by Yello. She let it ring one more time for their benefit. The caller ID just said MERRY CHRISTMAS. She checked the text message. It said “Let’s get this party started.”
Before she could reply there was a quiet moment when they all heard it; the sound of sleigh bells on the roof.