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I've said it before and I'll say it again, Fuck Christmas. Fuck the expectations, Fuck the waste of money, Fuck the waste of time, Fuck the guilt and Fuck being told what to do in general. I've cleansed myself of every negative aspect of the holidays, using it for what it truly is, an excuse to overindulge and have fun. I don't exchange gifts, I don't travel, I do ZERO things I don't want to do and I don't spend money, baby, I make it! From December 25th until December 31st I encouraged my gaggle of lovely subbies to join me in my peppermint scented rebellion! I hosted every day, riding the high of the holidays without the egregious pitfalls. I spent Christmas Day hosting multiple scenes, corrupting one man after the next with a plethora of kinky, organic scenes. I then awoke to a smattering of new requests, pleasantly spaced over the days leading up to New Years Eve.

Among the many memorable highlights was a full toilet training, duo scene I like to think of as "New Year, New Poo". Dressed as dual Marie Antoinette's, my friend & I turned our submissive into a multi-use object, attaching a tea tray to his face, forcing him to remain level and still for us while we relaxed. We sipped tea, listening to La Reine by Franz Joseph Haydn, a symphony composed specifically for Marie Antoinette during her reign. When nature called, the mask was lifted, and he served as our obedient chamber pot, left to dispose of our waste behind the pretty white mask that was quickly replaced upon his face after use. The demure, pastel atmosphere contrasted deviously with the filth below.

I also had the pleasure of creating multiple taboo, Mommy roleplay scenes over the holidays. There's something so salaciously delightful about roleplaying family dynamics over the the Christmas break, creating excuses to be left alone with my 'nephew' or favorite 'son'. One very nervous and intensely aroused client watched as Mommy Bastienne unwrapped her presents from him and tried them out while he watched in embarrassed delight. A bag full of lingerie and sex toys is what you get when you let your Mommy shop for you. After staring at Mommy's naked body and helping her choose her favourite lingerie set, this naughty boy got one last lesson from Mommy in 2019. After I warmed the dildo up on myself, I plugged it into my strap on harness and admonished my boy for being so inappropriate. Although Mommy enjoys the quality time and attention from her 'son', she also realizes that he must be punished and put in his place. As I mounted him from behind and thrust my cock inside of his tiny, white ass, I felt an orgasm swelling with each thrust, each motion rubbing against my clit so perfectly. My thrusts quickened as I orgasmed in my panties and as I pulled myself out of him, I slipped my used panties off, bunching them up and shoving them in his mouth, drenched. That's one way to get him to keep his mouth shut about our little, private present exchange.

Lastly, I had the thrill of playing out a ballbusting and smothering scene with a human stocking stuffer. That's right, a man stuffed into a human sized stocking, bound and ready for me to play with. I exhausted myself with laughter, wrestling his writhing body down, forcing him to submit to the full weight of my body on his face. Grinding my ass into him, destroying all attempts to breathe until finally allowing him a moment to catch his breath. While he gasps for air, I'm still in full control of his bound body and use this time to fondle his tender balls, scooping them in both hands before squeezing on them mercilessly. Although he writhes beneath me, I know he’s in ecstatic pleasure, in fact I can see it with my own eyes. When I finally dismount him, my cheeks hurt from laughing and we're both covered in sweat.

Or, I mean, you could have boring turkey dinner with your lame family - your choice.