Asking Santa For The Perfect Doll •Duke's POV•

Dean and I stick to our word by keeping Mel between, under, over, or wrapped around the both of us for the rest of the weekend. The three of us only managing to christen half of the flat by the time we collapsed on the living room floor in the wee hours Sunday morning. Then limiting ourselves to only giving Mel one orgasm when we woke her up around noon that afternoon.

It was my turn to carry Mel to the shower when we finally finished. Once Dean was standing under the warm spray I laid her back against his chest. While I wrapped her worn out leg around my hips.

We kept our actions innocent, and on task as we washed her hair and body. My semi-erect shaft content just to be cradled in the wet junction of her swollen folds, and absolutely nothing more. Only focusing on Mel's blissed-our face.

The three of us got out of the shower a few minutes later. I keep Mel's legs wrapped around my hips while Dean's starts drying her body off with a towel. Once she's dry I take her back to my bed and sit her on the edge.

The outfit she was wearing the first night Dean and I brought her here is clean and sitting in a folded neat pile on my dresser. I walk over taking the clothes and sit them beside Mel on the bed. Then turn around going into my walk-in closet to get dressed while Dean leaves going to his room.

Mel and I meet Dean in the living room about ten minutes later after we've finished dressing. Dean decided to use the company SUV one last time to take Mel home. Giving the both of us the perfect opportunity to hold and touch Mel before having to say goodbye.

My desperate need to taste and see Mel wouldn't be that long thankfully. Wednesday afternoon Dean and I stopped by the club to check on Dino, and give Sherry our Secret Santa Letter. Seeing as Saturday is the first Saturday of December and The Annual Christmas Party at Sinful Delight.

The last five years that I worked at the club this was honestly the one month and party I dreaded to see come around. I resented all the smiling, happy faces coming and going at the club off to enjoy the holiday together. While I sat there invisible to everyone, except Mel.

Finally I'm able to make a Secret Santa request of my own, and I couldn't be more excited. I asked the Big Man for a life sized porcelain doll to be gift wrapped for me in the Stockade Room. But I also asked to be able to share my blissful joy with my brother Dean, and a few other plans he and I have up our sleeves.

It's been a full six days since Dean and I dropped Mel off at the door of her apartment that Sunday night, and I can still taste her sweet ambrosia on my tongue! Dean and I agonize waiting around all day. I can't stop pacing around the loft no matter how hard Dean tried to get me to stop. Until he finally said it was time for us to leave about seven o'clock.

I sit in the passenger seat of Dean's decked out GMC Sierra as he drives across the city streets to Sinful Delight. Though I wouldn't say I was actually sitting still. I kept squirming all around in my seat from the nervous, excited energy filling my body past the point of being able to maintain my self control completely.

Dean pulls up outside the club about forty-five minutes later. I got out of the truck and grabbed my toy bag from the backseat. Then closed the door before walking around to the front of the truck, and stopping beside Dean.

The handles of his matching black leather toy bag are in his left hand as we head to the front door of the old warehouse. We make our way inside to the lobby going around the small groups of festively dressed couples, and stand in front of my old dress.

Dean and I make small talk with Dino as we sign in. After the pleasantries are finished we find the only empty corner in the rapidly filling lobby. We stand in the relative small area as we wait for the opening music to begin playing through the club speakers.

Even now I can't seem to stop my body from moving. I'm either pacing in a small circle around Dean, or I'm wringing my sweaty palms together mumbling to myself. Dean puts up with my psychotic behavior for a few more minutes before he can't take it anymore.

He grabs both of my shoulders in his firm grip, and turns me around to face him. My eyes instantly go to the bell on the top of his Santa hat dangling beside his nose as he starts to speak.

"Alright Bro. I need you to take one big, deep breath for me, and hold it." My body unconsciously follows his suggestion. "Good. Count to ten, and then exhale. Now again."

I keep my eyes glued to his as I breath in deeply again then release. I feel the nervous energy start to leave my body, so I take another breath without Dean telling me to. He gives me a few more moments to relax before talking again.

"Feel better?"

"Actually, yeah. Thanks Man." I tell him gratefully.

"Don't worry about it. I'm just as nervous as you are, but I need you to reign it in. We have a mission to complete soldier! Are you ready?" He asks me with a goofy grin stretching across his face while giving me a mock salute.

"Hooray!" I tell him loudly at the same time as the opening music begins to play through true lobby.

Dean and I remain in our corner as the other guest flood into the main room of the club. Only when the last person disappears behind the double doors do we start to move. Both of us purposely walking across the main room of the club, and up the stairs.

Entering the main opening onto the third floor full of private rooms. Picking the middle hallway out of the three. Then stopping outside of the first closed door on the right side of the hallway.

I don't waste another second and open the door quickly. A new feeling I've never had the pleasure of feeling in my odd thirty plus years of life overcomes me at the sight waiting for us inside. I never got to wake up to that feeling of receiving a gift from Santa on Christmas Morning, but this special gift makes up for all of those missed ones!

The blond Angel from my dreams is kneeling in the middle of the room naked. Except for the same black silk blindfold covering her eyes, and a velvet red and white Santa hat on top of her head. Her arms are folded behind her back, and knees spread open wide. Giving Dean and I an excellent view of her heaving chest and glistening cunt.

Dean uncurls my fingers from around the door knob, so he can close the door. He walks across the room, dodging a hanging piece of furniture, and places his toy bag on the floor against the wall to the right along the center. Then he walks up behind Mel taking the Santa hat from her head, and tossing it over his shoulder.

He takes his left hand and begins stroking the length of her long blond locks while looking down at her with an odd expression on his face. I move my toy bag in front of my legs, grabbing the straps with both hands, and widen my stance a little further. Watching and waiting to see what Dean does next.

After another minute Dean goes down to one knee behind Mel. He places his cheeks against the right side of her head above the shell of her ear. He starts speaking in a low gravely voice while looking straight up at me.

"My, My. Santa deserves more than milk and cookies from us this year for giving us such a special gift. Don't you agree Duke?"

Mel's body starts shivering as soon as Dean opens his mouth. The corner of my own curls into a cocky smirk at her strong reaction before turning into a full on chuckle. I nod my head as I answer him.

"Of course! I'm the Big Mans newest number 1 fan, but after waiting 35 years to ask Santa for anything he had to come through in a big way."

Mel seems shocked by my confession, but Dean just continues on. "Go big, or go home. Let's not disappoint The Big Man then."

I watch as Dean tucks Mel's hair behind her right ear. Then places a quick, chaste kiss to her cheek. As I walk across the room sitting my toy bag down beside his, and walking back in front of Mel. Coming to a stop closer to her as Dean is whispering in her ear.

"This has been the most hellacious week for Duke and I since we had to leave you Sunday afternoon. Old man Duke over there has been an absolute boar to everyone! Even scaring young children at the sight of him! I had a foolproof plan to kidnap you in place by Wednesday if he didn't start acting any better."

Mel's full on gorgeous smile and twinkling laughter sent a jolt of blazing fire through my speeding heart. "Duke acting difficult? Never! I just don't believe it!" She says before ending in another fit of laughter that has Dean quickly joining in.

"Haha you two. Laugh it up at my expense I can take it. And Dean.." I say then wait for the pair to stop laughing.

"Yea Bro?" Deans eyes are still twinkling in silent laughter as he talks.

"You're getting slow in your advanced age. I had someone constantly in place ready to extract Mel before we even left our loft Sunday." I say with a wink and cocky smirk.

Mel starts to laugh even harder then. She begins to lose her balance falling forward, but I'm on my knees in a flash. Grabbing her by the shoulders, and resting her forehead along my right shoulder. I place a kiss to her right cheek, and place my palms on her hips pulling her shaking body into mine. My sour mood from the week instantly vanishing now that she is in my arms.

"Are you ready to receive your gift for tonight as well, My Love?" I ask just loud enough for Mel and Dean to hear me.

"Always Master. I must admit I've never been in this room before though. I didn't even know it exists." Mel says sitting back resting her ass cheeks on her ankles, and looking in my general direction with her covered eyes.

Slowly I slide the palm of my hands up the curve of her waist, around her shoulder, back down her arms, and weave my fingers through hers. I stand back up on my feet then pull gently on our joined hands to help her stand. Before guiding her across the room.

"Like The Medieval Room, the replicated equipment in this room was used during that era as well as a means of torture. Unlike that room, this room only has different versions of stocks that are suspended from the ceiling."

"Scared Kitten?" Dean ask Mel as the three of us stand around the hanging stock he and I plan on using tonight.

"No Master. Gods help me, but I trust both of you with my life." Mel tells us smiling blindly looking in Dean's direction.

Dean gives her an evil chuckle. "I love it! Let's begin!" He turns around to the wall, and unwraps the ends of the suspension rope to the hanging stock from an anchor hook at the top.

While Dean lowers the equipment I leave Mel's side going to my toy bag, and take four different sized leather shackles from inside. I walk back to my spot in front of Mel, and place the bigger two round cuffs on the floor by my feet. I move the smaller cuffs to one hand as I stand back up looking at Dean.

He has the metal stock hanging a few feet above the ground. The simple stock has a single pole about 3 feet an three inches wide hanging from the end of the rope. There are two, two foot by two inch thick poles angled at a v-shape about a foot from the top of the pole, and two more about four inches thick at the end.

Dean gives me a nod of his head signaling for me to begin. I cup my hands lightly around Mel's shoulders turning her around to face me, and move her back a couple of steps. Placing her body between the outstretched poles. Then take her hands straighten her arms out at her side laying them on top of the bar.

I take one of the cuffs from my hands shackling it around Mel's forearm and the pole. Then do the same to her other arm. Next I attach the cuffs already on the stock to her upper wrists.

Once I finish I take a step back picking the last two shackles up off the floor. I slide the bigger cuffs up my arm holding it tightly against my side as I turn back to face Mel. Dean already lowered the ropes to the stocks a little more as I kneel at Mel's feet.

I grasp her right ankle firmly in my right hand, and pick it up. Making her bend her knee, so I can balance the back of her thigh on top of the four inch thick beam perfectly. Leaving the rest of her leg to dangle above the floor as I place the leather shackle in He middle of her thigh. Before doing the same to her left leg.

I stand back up in front of Mel reaching around her chest, and placing the final strap directly below her breast. Tightening the restraint as best I can before taking a step away from Mel. Then looking back at Dean, and giving him a single nod of my head.

Dean gives me a nod back before firmly tugging on the double rope in his hands. Hoisting the metal stock into the air. Scooping Mel up off the floor from her awkward hanging position, and causing her to gasp loudly in shock. Finally stopping once Mel's head is barely inches above mine and his. Then wrapping the ends of the rope back around the anchor at the top of the wall.

Dean and I admire Mel's suspended, shackled body with burning intensity as it moves around in a completely circle between us. After a few moments he signals me over, so I follow her as she finishes turning. Until I join Dean on the floor in front of our toy bags. Silently getting the tools I want to use tonight before leaving him there, and walking back to my spot.

I take three different size and shape floggers from my bag. I sit the bigger two on the ground at my feet. I keep the smallest, lightest flogger I own in my hands. It has six foot long inch wide tails coming from the end, and I let them slide through my fingers as I stand there.

I look back toward Dean noticing he's not on the floor anymore, but there are several different toys laying neatly on top of his closed toy bag. He's standing back up behind Mel looking over her shoulder at me. Both of his hands behind her back hiding them from me. While his eyes shine with their devious intentions.

"Would you like to know what Duke and I asked Santa for exactly, My Pet?" Dean purrs directly into Mel's ear making her body shiver, and the metal stock shake in the air.

"Please Master." Mel's word are breathless even though she is gulping down breaths of air.

"We asked him for the perfect Doll Duke and I can share and play with. As fate would have it, he sent us you, and this time we won't hold anything back." Dean finishes with a growl ripping the blindfold from Mel's face.

Dean steps back then turns the toy in his hands on. He places the bulbous head of the Magic Wand directly against the opening of Mel's core, and give me a nod of his head. Mel's body shots forward away from the loud, high speed, vibrating toy between her spread legs. Even making the metal frame swing up almost touching my chest, but I quickly halt her movements.

I bring my hand holding the flogger behind me. Then swing it forward letting the tails slide through my semi-closed fist of my empty hand. Placing the end of the leather strands precisely to the tip of her clit. Sending her scrambling to swing herself backwards and away.

I place nine more strikes of the small flogger across the front of Mel's body. Landing a few more direct hits to her nipples, clit, and around those areas. Watching in fascination as her skin starts to turn a glorious shade of red from the rushing blood flowing underneath, sweat beads begin to form an roll, followed by goosebumps covering her from head to toe.

After the tenth strike I take a step back, and let the flogger fall to my feet on the opposite side of the others. Dean still has the Magic Wand between Mel's legs wild, and mercilessly running the vibrating head through her folds.

Stopping directly over her clit and opening. Working her sensitive buttons into hyper mood. Dean's also thrusting several fingers in and out of Mel's ass repeatedly. Stretching her muscles and opening with each flick of his wrist.

Mel's eyes are closed as her head is thrown back slightly facing the ceiling. Her increasingly aroused body is vibrating so much it's making the metal frame jump and sway along the hanging rope above. I step up wrapping my lips around her extended nipple, and give it a hard tug between my teeth.

Mel's wide, blazing eyes snap open and look down at me. I give her a devious smirk the suck the sensitive nub deep into my mouth. Hollowing my cheeks out until they are touching inside my mouth. Then release the hard nub moments later with a pop, and step back.

I grab the medium sized flogger from the floor then. I look back at Mel while letting the heavier strands of the tail slide through my empty fingers. Dean also uses the moment to grab another toy from the top of his bag. He keeps the Magic Wand off of Mel's cunt after he steps back up behind her waiting for me to make my next move.

"You amaze me by your sheer will to remain quiet My Precious. I've been craving your sweet moans and wails of pleasure for days now, but your silence is driving me positively mad! I wonder if you can keep it up during these next ten licks."

I don't wait for Mel to answer my rhetorical question. I bring the flogger behind me then let the tails fly through the air. Harshly sliding across the outside of her breast to the end of her nipple, and then other breast immediately after. While Dean turns the magic wand back on, and works it's along her dripping folds.

Mel squeezes her eyes closed tightly, and her mouth drops open letting out a silent scream in pleasure/pain. The sight causes a shit ton of crazy emotions to overwhelm my senses, and salivate at the challenge even more. But, I won't allow Mel to hide away from this moment either.

Racing forward I swing the tail of the flogger under my arm, and grip the handle tightly to the side of my chest. I grab Mel's face firmly between the palms of my hands, and angle her face downward to look directly at me. Making Mel open her eyes wide in surprise, and stare deeply into mine.

"You will NOT hide from me, or Dean. Do you understand me?" I growl lowly a few inches away from her o-shaped lips.

Mel's pupil changes into a razor point, and the wild look seems to calm in her eyes. Her body goes still for the first time since Dean and I began playing with it. Her entire being instinctively reacting and submitting to my show of dominance.

"I'm sorry Master." Mel says to me then runs the tip of her pink tongue across her bottom, plump, ruby red lip.

I watch that wicked tongue transfixed until she finally pulls it behind her closed lips again. I release her chin with a single nod of my head, and walk backward to my former spot. Keeping my eyes glued to hers the whole time.

Within seconds I let the next strike zip through the air harder than any of the others before. Landing with full force against Mel's quivering clit and folds. Followed by another to the exact same place. Then I grasp the end of the strands in my open palm, so I can wait awhile before giving her the next lash.

Mel locks her jaw closed tightly at the first impact of the leather flogger, but her hips jerk forward involuntarily after each strike. Her liquid filled eyes are shining brightly with defiance as she looks at me. Making the smirk on my face grow, and the fire raging along my veins to burn hotter.

I cut my eyes down between her parted legs for just a moment. Dean is hammering a rather large dildo in and out of Mel's cunt. While continuing to work the magic wand along the folds of her sex. He's watching her body's reactions for himself with a shit-eating grin on his face through the mirrors covering the wall on the opposite side of the room.

I let the next whip of the leather flogger go after that. Landing the heavy strand against the front of her chest. With the thicker leather ends nipping the under side of her breast. I send a slightly more powerful strike to the opposite side of her chest and nipple. Then two more even harder back to back directly to her clit.

Dean and I both catch the strangled wail coming from deep within Mel's throat. Her body is vibrating uncontrollably in it's suspend restraints, and rolling sweat. A puddle of her her sweet ambrosia is growing on the hardwood floor directly below her cunt. Her wild stare showing me just how close she is to losing control, and tumbling over the edge.

I give Dean a stupidly proud smirk over Mel's shoulder. The dopey school boy grin on his face surely matching the same as mine. Without a noticeable signal from Dean or myself we go back to playing with Mel's body at the same moment with renewed vigor.

Dean thrust his fingers and toy without mercy into Mel's core and back entrance. While I send three massively heavy strikes rapidly to the still tingling flesh on her chest and clit. Feeling my own high of ecstasy as Mel's scream finally break free from her sealed lips. Bathing Dean, myself, and the room in the glorious sound.

Once she stops wailing I send a final lazy strike to her clit. Then let the flogger fall to the floor beside the smaller one. Mel lets out another smaller wail this one full of anger. As she gives me a wide-eye crazed glare.

She looks utterly adorable to me, and I can't help but laugh at her glare. As I bend down to pick up the last flogger from the floor then straighten up. I twirl the handle of the flogger around by my hand, so the two foot long leather strands can unravel from around each other. While I talk to Mel.

"Final 10 My Doll. Can you make it to the end?" I ask Mel letting the braided ends of the heaviest flogger I own slap against the palm of my hand.

"Yes Master." Mel say the words to me. Only her head is rapidly shaking up and down telling me no, and actual fear is showing in her eyes.

I let out a deep sinister laugh shaking my head at her. "Let's hope."

I strike out instantly not holding back this time. Landing the multitude of braided ends against her swollen clit. Then to the same heated patches of skin on her perky breasts. Rapidly making a circle around her body, and finishing with the final blow, where it all started, directly to her pulsing clit.

Mel screams and thrashes her body any way she can to stop the punishing bites of the braided ends. Only for Dean to pull his t-shirt over his head letting it go somewhere behind him, and pull down on the middle bar of the metal stock keeping her in place. While also giving him time to finish undressing.

As soon as I deliver the last strike I drop the heavy flogger to the floor with a thud. I grab Mel's knee giving it a hard push to quickly spin her around for Dean to catch. Before stepping back myself to start tearing my clothes from my body.

Dean groans at his first unobstructed view of Mel's crimson, raised skin. He cups her right breast in his palm, and lightly glides the pad of his thumb over the sore nipple. He watches his finger in a daze for a moment before snapping back, and giving Mel a sinfully deceitful angelic smile.

"Such a gorgeous color of red. Let's see if I can make them turn purple." He says before placing a gator clip over her nipple, and twisting the screw.

Mel starts frantically shaking her head no and whimpering, but her cries get ignored. Dean quickly adds a matching clamp to her other nipple. Giving the pair a solid tug after he finishes. Ensuring they're tight enough, and won't fall off.

I step behind Mel this time once I'm naked, and being placing open mouth kisses across the back of her right shoulder toward the left. When I reach the junction of her left shoulder and neck I bite down hard into the delicately soft spot of skin. Letting go after a few seconds, but leaving my mark behind for anyone to see.

I place my lips against the shell of Mel's left ear, and lowly growl my next command to her. "Don't hold back, because neither Dean or I will. I want you to give us everything My Precious. Now!"

I slam my engrossed, throbbing shaft balls deep into Mel's ass. Dean following my thrust with his own into her core. Her walls and muscles instantly clamping down around our cocks. Dean and I both see stars, and makes it damn near impossible either of us to pull out.

Mel's body hits over load from the new double, rock hard, sensations tearing through it. It goes off and detonates like a live explosion. Her eyes roll into the back of her head, her body starts convulsing, and begins squirting her release between our joined bodies.

I barely hold onto my own control, and release as I ride out Mel's orgasm. Little by little her inner walls loosen up. Until finally allowing Dean and I to start truly fucking our Doll. A symphony of slapping skin, moans, and wails fill the room as we drive Mel higher into the great abyss repeatedly.

I manage to hold on for another ten minutes or so before I start to lose control. I turn my desperate gaze to Dean, and he gives me a nod saying he's right there with me. With a caveman roar I force my cock to the hilt inside Mel's rear passage for a final time. Filling the channel with my hot seed.

I feel Dean bottom out inside Mel's womb seconds before he pulls back out. He coats Mel's stomach with his seed, and rubs it into the skin once he's done. I slide my semi-erect cock out of her ass while he finishes his work of art. Then take a step back just as Dean swings Mel back around to face me. So he can clean up and get dressed.

I begin undoing the shackles around Mel's wrist, and arms. Rubbing her muscles and raised skin as I go along. Across the top of her chest, and around the swell of her breast. Taking extra care as I remove the bulldog clamps from the purple nipples. Then skipping the chest restraint, and continuing to rub down her torso.

After Dean is dressed he takes the rope from the anchor on the wall, and lowers the stock. I carefully straighten Mel's legs out as the metal equipment is sat down on the floor. Then open the shackles around her thighs, and rub the stinging pain from each muscle.

Once Mel is free I pick her up. Cradling her in my arms against my naked chest. I walk around the v-shaped metal contraption to transfer Mel into Dean's awaiting arms. He wraps her up in a fleece throw that was inside the toy chest in the corner of the room, as he takes them back to the center of the room to sit.

I find my discarded clothes fast, and put them on. I place my toys, along with a few small things of Dean's he must've missed, back into our toy bags zipping them closed. I take a small white envelope from the side pocket of my bag before standing back up.

I place the envelope on top of the toy chest with Mel's name in big black bold letters on the front facing her. Then take the two toy-bags to the playroom door, and sit them down. Before joining Mel and Dean on the hardwood floor, but in mere moments the closing signal comes through the speakers of the room.

I don't want to move from my spot since Mel's warm body is snuggling into my chest, and thankfully I don't have too. Dean gets to his knees first in front of Mel. Pulling her into his chest to give her a deep kiss, and stealing her breath before letting go.

He keeps one hand on her cheek, and rubs his thumb along her cheek bone as he stares into her eyes. "This is the best start to any Christmas I ever had as a kid. Thank you My Beautiful Goddess. I'll see you soon."

Dean leans Mel back against my chest as he stands up. He gives me a nod as he walks to the playroom door, and grabs both of our toy bags along the way. He opens the door and walks out a second later. Leaving Mel and I alone, but I know he's just on the other side of the doorway waiting for me.

I turn a still dazed, blissed out Mel to face me giving her a long goodbye kiss of my own. Coming away just as breathless as her minutes later. I stare in wonder at the blooming red color starting to spread across her cheeks smiling. I whisper my next words gruffly, but low for only Mel to hear.

"I absolutely Love my gift from Santa this year." I give Mel a wink as I place her back on the ground and stand up. Walking out the playroom door moments later. Already desperately needing and craving more time with Mel.

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