Mindy — Elf on my Mantel
What the Fuck is Going On?!?!
[Warning: Non-con]
It’s 3:07 in the fucking am! I can’t sleep! I stare wide-eyed at her and she stares back even wider-eyed! What the hell is wrong with me? I’m horny as hell, but can’t fuck her from behind in sexy little bent over position! Her mouth won’t open for me to feel its wetness . . . her lips wrapping around my shaft . . .
67 Hours earlier:
“Honey, I’m real sorry about this last minute thing . . . I have no control over it. At least I know you’ll have control over your little thing the whole time I’m gone . . . right?”
“You mean that no cuming till Christmas thing? Oh, yeah, sure . . . not a problem at all. We have an agreement and I promise to not break it.”
“Now that I hear your answer . . . I trust you even less Chuck. Well it’s a good thing for both of us that I got you a Mindy.”
“Is that like a Handy? Cause that would be ok before you leave.”
“Fuck Chuck! See! Without a Mindy, you’ll be stroking your candy cane the second I leave!”
Standing by the fireplace, “I do have to admit she’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. She also fits on our mantel perfectly. It’s just the staring . . . does she need to stare at me like that?”
“Chuck, it’s Mindy’s job to keep an eye on you while I’m gone, so yeah, she needs to be staring. She can’t watch you with her eyes closed.”
I gave Sandy a nice big hug and kiss . . . which felt odd with Mindy just staring at us with her big brown eyes! I’ll be spinning that little Elf around so I only see her other brown eye as soon as Sandy is gone.
“Oh, Chuck, one more thing.”
“Yes Sandy, love of my life, anything you want.”
“See! Stuff like that is why I don’t trust you Chuck. Just asking if you could clean up the glitter that fell out of Mindy’s box before it gets everywhere in the house. Don’t know why they put that in there? Pretty irritating.”
If I don’t do the one thing I’m asked to do right away . . . I’m so going to forget it. Getting the mini vac, I return to the scene of the glitter crime. Step one: Turn Mindy 180. Step two: Vacuum. Step three: Masturbate until I fall asleep!
Grabbing Mindy, I expect her to be one of those finely detailed hand painted statues. “Oh God!” I almost drop her because she’s made out of something like some type of silicon latex combo?
I think her hair . . . holy shit! Her hair might be actual human hair? She’s only like 6 to 8 inches tall in her crouching position, but still has some weight to her. Almost reminds me of my Stretch Armstrong I had as a kid . . . if Stretch was a girl and sexy as fuck . . .
After spinning her 180, I couldn’t help but check under her little Elf skirt. Sure she looked really young, but being an immortal Elf . . . I’m guessing she’s maybe around 280 years old.
“Oh Wow! Elf panties! Really? I’m guessing I’m not the only one to look underneath, but wow! Taking the tip of my pinky, I press it against her . . . “No Fucking Way!” Ken would love this!
Mindy isn’t smooth like Barbie in her private area. Oh, wait! Forgot for a second that so is Ken. Mindy being anatomically correct would only remind Ken of his total inadequacies at ever fully pleasing a woman.
Finally able to stop it with my creepy Mindy time . . . I make it into my bedroom. Flopping myself ass down and cock straight up, I close my eyes! Grabbing my shaft tightly at the base with my dominant hand, so my other hand can be a sloppy stroking stranger.
Three strokes in and I’m already to unload! The image of Mindy on my mind is pushing me to shoot my holiday spirits any second! One more stroke and . . .
{Smack!} My hands are yanked off my member as a red and white blur lands on my face! I’m unable to breathe as I grasp at nothing! “Fuck!” Nothing? “What the hell?”
Sitting up I quickly notice that fucking glitter followed me into here . . . and for some fucking reason . . . I taste peppermint on my lips?
“This can’t fucking be! I turned you around!” And now I’m talking to it! What is wrong with me? “I turned you around . . . I know I did.” So I could look at your panties and pinky tap your pussy.
I didn’t say that second part out loud, thinking I didn’t want her to hear me admit that. Which is totally stupid! Looking closer into her eyes . . . they are so deep dark and glossy. This has to be like a hidden Nanny-Cam!
Maybe her ears are actually microphones? I poke her forearm, which is the tiniest bit soft, like real flesh? So weird!
“If you’re watching and listening to me Sandy . . . you can just stop now. Just worry about your job thing and I’ll worry about me and my stuff.”
I spin Mindy once again, 180 so she’s facing the fireplace stones. {Click!} Ok, that was extra creepy. I just snuck an up-skirt pic of my Wife’s Nanny-Cam. Need to have it though, so I know I turned her around.
This time, I’m letting Righty Rachael work the shaft. I don’t have time or patience to wait any longer! One stroke . . . Two strokes . . . and [Jingle bells, Jingle bells, Jingle all the way . . . Oh what fun . . .]
“Fuck!” Sandy has to be back? Did she turn around? Or was she just waiting outside to catch me? I pull my sweats up and run to greet her . . . but she’s not here? Her car isn’t outside?
And Mindy is fucking gone! Quickly I check the floor to see if she fell off the mantel, but that’s silly because she has a tiny little ass. Not heavy enough to cause her to tip off the . . . “Fuck?”
Mindy is now crouched down on top of our Alexa! Pulling out my phone . . . I have that pic I took of . . . Mindy on our Alexa? {smack} {smack} I slap myself twice, trying to wake up!
There’s also a trail of glitter running between our fireplace and Mindy’s newest perch! “Dammit!”
Vacuumed up . . . again. I move back to our bedroom. I just left her where I last put her. Her camera can’t see me and with the door closed . . . Sandy won’t be able to hear me either . . .
Still . . . as sure as I am of all of this . . . I’m now re-starting my masturbation with my eyes wide open and staring at my bedroom door! Brings back memories of when I was a kid and my parents wouldn’t allow me to lock my door.
Cuming back then was like the opening of every mission impossible movie!
Oddly, I’m taking longer to cum than expected and can’t keep my eyes open like this any more! I blink and Mindy is staring right at me just inches from my face! A full size Mindy! A second blink and she’s gone!
This time, no peppermint, but I’m choking on several small pieces of glitter! Sandy was so right about this crap getting everywhere!
“Ok! Ok! Ok! . . . This isn’t fucking right? She was leaning the other way! God dammit I know she was . . . Oh Fuck!” Both Mindy and her pic have her head now tipping to her right with her ponytail hanging off that side?
Sandy is gone for over three days . . . so I have more than enough time to masturbate tomorrow . . . along with cleaning up any evidence of said release.
Moving her back to the mantel and letting her face outwards. I head to bed . . . this time to just sleep. God I need it!
“Good night Alexa . . . Good night Mindy . . . you little bitch.”
I’m face down! Bound spread eagle! My ass is sticking way up because of the stack of pillows! I’m gagged, naked and helpless! Worst yet, my cock is crumpled up in some type of chastity thing!
“Santa says I shouldn’t wait any longer for your punishment Chuck.”
“MMMMM?” It’s fucking Mindy with a giant candy cane! Oh God No!
And right up my un-lubed ass it goes! She’s pegging me to the beat of Jingle bells that for some fucking reason is playing in the background again!
As painful as all of this is, I’m getting off on this in everyway possible! Except my cock can’t get any bigger! It’s painfully trapped inside of something!
Her pegging continues one handed as her other hand is spanking the hell out of my ass!
“The big guy said, don’t stop until your cheeks are as red as his!”
{Smack!} {Smack!} {Smack!} I need to cum! I have to . . . I’m awake?
I’m awake . . . on my back . . . alone and naked? I feel something on my cock and quickly reach down! My cock and balls are trapped! Encased in a tiny red and white package with a bow on it?
It’s not a cardboard box! This is made out of some sturdy plastic or something? There’s a tiny tag on it that says: [DON’T OPEN TILL CHRISTMAS]! “NO! FUCK NO!”
Bringing my hand back from the box, my palm is covered in glitter! More Fucking Glitter! For some reason, for a second I was more concerned about Sandy getting pissed about the glitter . . . than my surprise chastity?
I yank, I pull, I twist! The only thing I manage to do is causing my cock and balls even more pain! Standing in front of my mirror, I see myself performing the SNL skit, “Dick in a Box.” Except, my box is one-tenth the size and won’t open or come off!
On the dresser, I see a card standing upright that wasn’t there before. It’s next to the remnants of an opened present. The card simply says: [In case of Emergency — Put this on]
Along the bottom is Sandy’s signature and a PS . . . I have the Key. “FUCK!” She’s not back for two more days!
Wait! I didn’t fucking put this on? Me masturbating isn’t an “Emergency”!
Stomping back out to the front room, I realize my ass hurts like hell! Mindy is still crouched down on our Mantel . . . staring back at me . . . with one difference. She’s smiling more! “Fuck Me!”
Looking back at my phone again to see . . . less of a smile! “Gotcha! It was you! You fucking little cunt! You put this box on my cock! Didn’t you? Fucking admit it!”
Nothing! Fucking nothing! I bang on my box more . . . causing me more fucking pain!
It’s 3:08 in the fucking am! Still can’t sleep! Mindy continues to stare at me motionless. Every second I get, I stare back at her . . . cell phone constantly recording a video. I’m catching this bitch if it’s the last thing I do . . .
I fiddle with my tiny package . . .
I let out a fart . . . a peppermint fart . . .
Mindy can’t help but giggle . . .
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