The 12 Suits of Christmas 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
12 presents, 12 suits, 12 Christmas treats!


The 12 Suits of Christmas

It was the almost Christmas, and as always it was a very busy time up at the
North Pole in Santa's secret workshop and home. The place was on full alert
for Christmas, the elf's work shift pattern had been doubled, tripled, over
the last few weeks due to the workload that had come in. This was going to be
a bumper year for presents to be delivered to all those good boys & girls.

But it wasn't going to be a 100% delivery this year, of course it wouldn't
there was always going to be 'some' naughty children and some bad adults. But
for the past few Christmas' Mrs Claus had taken more and more of an interest
in these wicked, naughty ones. In fact, Mrs Claus had made it her job to check
the naughty list, just to be sure and made a note of any 'really naughty' ones
she found! Well she would have to go and check for herself, just to see how
naughty they were, or could be!

Mrs Claus trips to the outside world, to find her naughty ones, was something
that she kept secret from her husband, Big Santa. He wouldn't be too impressed
with his wife doing her own 'checking' and he certainly wouldn't approve of
the one or two naughty one she would bring back to ... ... ! Well she had
thought it might be 'interesting' to bringing a naughty boy or girl back, or
where they now 'young adults?' Sometimes she even brought a delightfully
'naught' woman back with her, all so she to try and make them good again!

The only problem was that no matter how hard Mrs Claus try to make the naughty
ones she brought back, good, they just made her even more naughty! But Mrs
Claus did carry on trying to turn the naughty ones back into nice ones, and
was enjoying her work at the same time. So much so that even throughout the
slow part of the year, when nothing much was going on at the North Pole, Mrs
Claus would sneak out for her naughty little treats! Santa's wife was getting
quite good as driving the spare sleigh and flying to all different exotic
places around the world. But there was just one place that Mrs Claus seemed to
be drawn back to more than most, 'The City!'

The City was a place that truly had its share of naught and sexy people, the
type of people that Mrs Claus had come to like a lot! The kind of people that
the wife of Santa spent more and more time with, much to her husband's
annoyance. He was also not sure about his wife excuse for all this, the 'I'm
just trying to make them all good people again!' Well the time she was
spending trying to make them good there should have been some success, but the
naughty list from the City just seemed to get bigger and bigger!

But this year Santa was trying his best to get Mrs Claus more interested in
other things, like the elf Christmas Panto, the Reindeer society masked ball.
Or even getting her more involved in the 'business' side of the 'company', the
'good' side, making present, wrapping them, sorting them into delivery sacks,
that sort of thing. Something to keep his wife's mind of the 'bad' side and
all those naughty people from the City!

But Mrs Clause had become restless over the last few years since she started
to read all those letters that naughty boys, girls and adults had sent to
Santa, in some vain hope of getting something 'nice' for Christmas. But as she
now sat there up in the North Pole, in the little room off to the side of
Santa's office. As she sat looking through a copy of 'Mince Pie Monthly', the
woman was bored and wanted something to do, wanted something exciting!

Over the factory tannoy system, that all those scratched Christmas records
where played over and over again. The '12 Days of Christmas' was playing for
the umpteenth time that day, Santa came out his office mumbling something
about production figures and followed by the chief manufacturing elf. The big
man reached out and grabbed onto one of several and similar looking red coats
that was hanging up on the rail near the door. He carried on mumbling, put the
coat on and left.

Mrs Clause looked up from her magazine, not that she was remotely interested
in it in the first place. She looked at the door that Santa had gone through,
then up at the line of coats that all looked the same. In fact, Santa had a
whole room just filed with coats, all shapes and sizes, mostly gifts from
grateful, good people over the many years he'd been doing this job. Then she
remembered that old sewing machine and all the other cloth and fur that there
was just lying about, and the woman had an idea.

Mrs Clause grabbed a pen and paper and started to right out a list of 12
people she knew from the City that might like a present from her, 12? But who
to chosen, there where so many names that came instantly to mind. But she
could always choose 12 more next years, so that was fine, but who would she
chose for this year to give a present to, a present for being 'bad!' That made
the woman smile and laugh as she wrote down the first name and then carried on
making her Christmas presents plans!

With the list made and the right presents made, altered, designed and gathered
up. With the spare sleigh all set up, Mrs Clause was on her way to delivery
some Christmas joy to a dozen of the naughty ones she knew from the City. Well
sometimes even the naughty ones deserved a little something, now and again!

It might have been a couple of days before the big day, Christmas, but Mrs
Claus had managed to sneak out, while Santa was dealing with the issues of not
enough steam coming out of the toy trains! The woman had been around the City
during the night and dropped off all her gifts, to her 12 naughty people.
Everyone she'd visited had got a nice well wrapped box with a big red bow
around it, and with a special gift inside. And with the help of a bit of magic
Christmas dust sprinkled over the gift, so when she got back to the North
Pole, Mrs Claus would be able to see what happens when her gifts are unwrapped
through her magic snow globe!

So back at the North Pole, while Santa now dealt with the problem of too much
smoke coming out of the toy trains, Mrs Claus settled down in the large comfy
chair in her own little room. Her and Santa hadn't shared a room for a while
now, hence the woman's interest in all things naughty that happened! Mrs
Clause settled down to stare in her snow glob and to see just how her presents
where received!

The 12 Santa Suits of Christmas: -

The 1st Suit of Christmas - One of the first of those lucky recipient of Mrs
Clause's gifts for this year was a woman that was well know, in certain
circles around the City and beyond. She was Jasmin Johnson, better known as JJ
to her friends and her enemy's, and to those that wanted her, that desired
her. She was the tall black amazon of a woman, the woman with the reputation
of being good, being very good at 'everything' she did! So, with this kind of
a reputation you something draw attention to yourself, which sometimes can be
a good thing and other times ... ... !

She was a woman that did a bit this this, a bit of that, she was for hire to
do a job or two, if it was the right kind of a job or she just went after a
bad guy because it was the right thing to do, well her right thing to do! She
lived day by day and by her own moral code, bad men beware, but don't expect
her to be a good woman and follow any rules and be 'nice!' She did things her
way, and along the way, maybe she might have some fun, even enjoy herself, and
that was good enough for JJ. (Reader may wish to read the previous stories
about JJ - JJ's Mistake, JJ meets a Racist, JJ Works out with a Friend, The
Rent Man 1 & 2, JJ Deal with a Bully, JJ's Weekend Break, The Challenge, An
Accidental Meeting, JJ Take on a Job, JJ's Quiet Night Out, JJ Helps a Friend,
JJ's Reward, JJ's Rescue, JJ's Task, Maid To Order & Park Run also City Take
Over, Gym Visit, When Rivals Clash, Valentines Surprise, Fight Night & JJ
Quiet Night - also in - Valentine's Day Ball, Special Christmas Delivery, City
Take Over, Gym Visit, When Rivals Clash, Valentines Surprise, Fight Night &
The Day After Christmas)

Today JJ had been 'asked' to retrieve a stolen gem for a very large posh local
business man. Apparently, this stolen gem was located in the man's home, well
that's what the anonymous e-mail had said, information about the security of
the house was attached and an appropriate free had been agreed to be deposited
in JJ's 'business account', with deposit paid and the rest on completion the
job was on.

Everything was set, the businessman and his family would be away just before
Christmas but the gem was still locked up securely in the secret safe, that's
what the information said. But JJ was quite good with safe's, she had the
'touch!' Gaining entry to the property was relatively easily, a cut wire here,
a relay bypassed there and the woman was inside. The large house was dark,
quiet, but even so there was a warmth in the air, almost as if someone had
left the heating on, or they didn't want to get too cold.

As the woman made her way quietly through the house and into the large
entrance hallway as she made her way towards ... ... CLICK! Suddenly the
lights went on, the large hallway of the luxury house was all light up and JJ
could see that there was now three men around her, it was a trap and she'd
walked into it!

The man in front of JJ, steeping down of the large staircase was Jonathan a
tough businessman, 40 something, broad, tall, strong, and wearing just a pair
of boxer's shorts. To her left and stepping out the dining room door was
Terry, the eldest Son, 20 and again tall and strong looking, but this time
dressed in just a pair of gi trousers. To her left and nervously stood in the
doorways of the living room was the youngest Son, Carl, not as tall as the
other men and with a more slender, cute lads' body. The kind that JJ liked,
and dressed in a pair of joggers and a sports vest!

But that was nothing compared to the way that JJ was dressed tonight, as she'd
left the unit on the Merryfield Industrial Estate that used to be a public
gym, but was now her own private gym and her home she'd come across a parcel
that that seemed to have 'appeared' out of nowhere, a present from an
'admirer?' Well she had a lot of those, and now she was wearing the content of
that 'gift!'

Stood there JJ looked as if she was very much into the Christmas spirt as her
gift was a long red fur lined Santa coat. It went all the way down to the
floor, was bright red, with white fur all the way around the edges, cuffs and
around the large hood, that was up but still her attractive face could be
seen. Now she smiled at the man Jonathan, not a 'nice or pleasant' smile but a
knowing, even scouring smile. The woman hadn't been set up, this wasn't a
trap, she knew what was going to happen and she'd walked, broken into here
knowing it had all been made easy for her, and was ready to face this man!

She and the man had already faced each other once before in on of JJ's little
evening invitational get-togethers. An event she somethings held at her 'home'
the gym, when a male challenger would try and take her on, it was a temping
challenge for many men, if they won, they got her, they could have JJ! Now
that was a prize worth fighting for! But when she won, they would have to put
up a suitable forfeit for her, money didn't mean a lot to JJ, but it helped
now and again. But information, property, secrets, the unique or something
else of equal 'value' is what she wanted. So far, she hadn't been defeated,
well of course not and had enjoyed some valuable 'prizes', she'd even had a
few of her 'competitors' lovely wives and some of their cute Son's as her
forfeit, and she'd enjoyed them all!

This man Johnathan had come to her a month or so ago, she'd beaten him in the
boxing ring in her gym and taken a large file of data about a number of
different firms in the City. But the man hadn't forgotten and he wanted her,
he wanted revenge on JJ! So, he'd arrange for the woman to be contacted and
offered a 'job', he'd lure her to his home and with the assistance of his two
Son's he'd take her down, just as he should have that first time!

But of course, he was only a man, a businessman yes but still a man and his
plan had not fooled the woman, but still she went through with the 'game',
read the file on this house and how to 'break' in and with her own plan in
mind she'd come here tonight to see what sort of 'game' Jonathan was going to
put on for her!

As she stood there, she didn't have to wait too long before Jonathan and his
eldest lad Terry made their move, the younger lad, Carl, was maybe a bit too
nervous to go straight in, just yet. With the older man coming to her front
and the eldest big lad coming in from her left JJ was facing two opponents at
the same time. But this was Jasmin Johnson and just two men, no matter how big
and strong they were, they were still just two men against her!

JJ flicked her coat open to revive her stunning, strong, firm, toned body in a
pair of white knee length leather boots, a pair of white leather shorts and a
white leather crop top. Carl the youngest, cutest lad had got his nerve and
had started to move forward when the woman's coat flew open and he saw her
body. The boy's eyes widened as it made him stop and tremble a bit 'Oh My
God!' JJ did indeed look stunning. But Jonathan and Terry ignored this as they
went to take the woman down, WHACK! CRACK!

Jonathan got it first from JJ, the woman's leg went up, out and around, her
powerful long black toned leg with that white leather boot on the end of it
slammed into the side of the advancing man's head. The blow stopped him
instantly and allowed the woman to follow up with a devastating forearm that
came around and pounded into his face as she moved in close to him, WALLOP!
THUD! The second blow drew blood, made Jonathan's head explode and legs
wobble.

Now with the Father stopped it was over to Son number one, stopping Jonathan
in his track allowed JJ to turn sharply just at the right moment as Terry was
midway through throwing his first into the side of the woman's gorgeous head.
JJ spun around, her arm came up and blocked, stopped, held the lad's strong
arm as it had come around. She held his arm there with hers in that position,
she was the stronger one, no double about that. The shocked look on Terry's
face that a woman had stopped him was very clear. Then the black woman's free
arm, her fist, drove hard into his unprotected body, the blow had power behind
it and drove the wind out of Son number one.

She's stopped a second male in his tracks making the lad double over, dropping
his head and then up high came JJ's knee that drove hard into Terry's falling
jaw. The second blow made Terry's head explode and legs wobble. Father and
eldest Son where hurt, each of them trembled and then each dropped down on his
knees. Now that just left Carl! The youngest's lad, still nervous, afraid, was
almost on top of JJ, but he was unsure what he would do. Just then the tall
black woman, in her flowing Santa coat had in a red flash, spun around and was
facing him, 'Shit!'

The was a pause a second went by as the nervous, but cute, lad looked up into
the stunning face of the taller gorgeous black woman. JJ's hands went out
grabbed onto Carl by his top, pulled him to her and up onto his tiptoes and
she ... ... kissed him! 'Oh My!' Carl didn't know what to do, well he did, he
just didn't know why she had done that, but he was so glad she had!

A moment later she broke off the kiss, but the grin on her face said she'd
liked it, then RIIIIIP! She tore the boy's top open the shoved him, gently ...
.ish, away. Giving her the room to throw her body into a spin, there was
another flash of red from the coat and, CRUNCH! OOOOUUUHHHH! JJ returned her
attention back to the others; her boot went driving into the temple of
Jonathan still on his knees. He toppled over, falling face first into the
hallway floor, and that was the Father dealt with! The woman carried on with
her spin. Moving from one foot to the other, another spinning red flash and
getting closer to, CRACK! ARRRRRHHHHH!

A second spinning kick and Terry's head also exploded as it received its boot,
taking him down fully and dropping the eldest Son down next to his Father on
the floor. Two down now that just left ... ... ! JJ came twirling all that way
around and stooped there facing the young cute lad Carl. The woman stood
there, her Santa coat open, hands on her hips showing the boy just how good
she looked 'Oh God, Yes Please!'

But JJ had just one thing to do before she then 'dealt with Carl!' She went
into the nearby study found the real safe, that her own planning and enquires
had revealed. It was a simple enough safe for a woman of her talents and soon
she had what she'd really come her for. A set of documents about a few senior
members of the local government services, should be interesting! With that
done and 'her' plan now all accomplish it was time for maybe a Christmas
treat!

The gorgeous black female 'Santa' now returned to find her 'present' the young
Carl, the woman had some festive giving and receiving in mind now!

Sometime later and JJ found herself in the master bedroom on the very large
four poster bed. The cute Carl was behind her as she held onto one of the
posts, the lad was giving the woman her second Christmas treat that he had for
her. Well after JJ had used her tongue and mouth all over his young body and
then pounded his cock in-between her large, beautiful breasts the lad had to
thank her, in the only way he could! And he had a lot of 'thanking' to do and
a lot of 'presents' to give her.

But right now, Carl carried on pounder JJ and there was a groan, a moan of
pleasure from the lad and a sigh of Christmas joy from the woman as the lad
delivered his second present to her. It was a wonderful gift and the couple
collapsed on the bed in delight at what had been given and received.

Then there was the sound of a shriek that came through the bedroom's open
door. JJ saw the time and as her research had told her this would be Kara,
Jonathan's new blond bimbo second wife, and Carl's busty, sexy Step Mum,
coming home form a party. There was than a laugh as the woman saw her beat up
husband and eldest Step Son, a pause followed, then Carl's name was called out
as the woman now seemed more concerned about what had happened to her sweet
little Step Son! JJ moved away from her eager boy present and got off the bed,
she found the red Santa coat and waited.

Kara rushed up the stairs, saw the bedroom door wide open and ran inside,
there on the bed was her naked young Step Son 'Oh!' And stood by the bed an
almost naked tall gorgeous black woman with a Santa coat draped over her
stunning body! 'This really was Christmas!' JJ knew she was in for some more
Christmas giving and receiving and as she played Santa it was time for some
more Christmas presents and treats!

The 2nd Suit of Christmas - One of the next recipients of Mrs Clause Christmas
gifts was a particularly difficult girl by the name of Nikki. This was a quite
problematic little schoolgirl, as girl who had been just about under control
until recently when she found something out that had changed everything! The
girl had discovered that her Uncle Owen and her Mother, Julia, had been
naughty and where having an affair! But even though Nikki's Father, Guy,
didn't know that his brother and wife where getting 'friendly' it did give the
girl Nikki the opportunity to use what she knew to its most 'profitable'
advantage!

The Niece had told her Uncle that she knew his little secret and now she was
blackmailing him. Although the man wasn't married, he was single, he still
knew it would be quite bad if this little bit of 'information' about his
indiscretion with his Brother's wife, if this came out, it would indeed be a
bad thing! So, the Niece, Nikki was supplied with shoes, concert tickets for
her and her friends and all sorts of things that the schoolgirl wanted but
couldn't afford herself.

But soon the blackmail had turned into something else, a mocking comment and
harsh word, a sharp toned rebuke, these all lead into a slap here and a knock
there. Soon Niece Nikki was not only ordering the man, but punishing her Uncle
Owen, when it pleased her. The schoolgirl Niece was now beating him,
controlling and dominating the older man and quite easily! Uncle Owen was now
under the thumb of his Niece and the schoolgirl was almost out of control as
her lust for being the girl in charge took over. (Reader may wish to read the
previous story's about Nikki - Say Uncle, Man From Uncle, Uncle's Choice, The
Trouble with Uncle, Uncle's Torment, Uncle's Duties & Uncle See, Uncle Do.
Also appears in Special Christmas Delivery, City Take Over, Skool's Out For
Summer, The Night Before Christmas)

In fact, the devious smiling Niece had almost destroyed her Uncle's world,
he'd even move away to get away from her. But he hadn't move that far, as
there was something about his new 'relationship' with his Niece. Yes, she was
the girl in charge and he followed and somehow, he couldn't seem to break that
hold she had on him. He tried to get away but something always brought him
back, how strange was that, that a man couldn't break away from a female that
had control over him!

But as Christmas approached things seemed to calm down a bit, Owen had managed
to stay concentrated on his job, his work and was back on track there. Julia
and Guy had seemed to be getting their marriage back together after a bit of a
rocky patch. And it was lucky that the Brother still hadn't found out about
the affair, even if it was over and even though he did have his suspicions.
This nagging idea that something was, had gone on, but he didn't really want
to follow that up. And as for Nikki? Well even she 'seemed' to have quieten
down a bit!

Maybe it was because she was busy with her boyfriends, she had one, at least,
at each of the three surrounding schools in the area! A fact that Uncle Owen
was well aware of, and a fact that did bother him quite a lot! But even that
was a bit surprising, for if you didn't know the girl and just saw her, she
didn't look much at all. Nikki was a small, plain sort of girl, a girl that
hadn't fully blossomed into a woman, and a girl that was not obviously good
looking. Not ugly, no, not that, she was just plain!

But there was also something else about this girl, with her plain looks. With
her thin lips, her dark hair that was plaited and tied in pigtails, then those
thin rimmed round glasses that she wore. You could look at her one moment and
think she'd suddenly looked a lot older, then the next moment she looked much
younger. All of this with her innocent and at the same mischievous grin she'd
have on that face, that made you think, how old is she?

The schoolgirl has a strange alluring look that her Uncle knew all too well
and she used all this when she'd started to blackmail him. Innocent or
mischievous, or both the girl who always seemed to be dressed in her school
uniform, had control of her Uncle now. The girl who always dressed in her
uniform, those sensible school shoes, that her Mother insisted on, her short
white socks and then that pleated grey skirt. The one that was slightly on the
short side and showed her sturdy, firm legs, up further was her white blouse
and that school tie with its large knot hanging low down. There were always a
few buttons undone to show herself off, so to speak and all this was warped up
in her school blazer.

Uncle Owen's Niece Nikki had changed from that slightly rebellious schoolgirl,
with her tomboy ways, the way she was before she'd found out about the affair.
To the schoolgirl that now had control over her Uncle, and if he misbehaved,
well then, she'd beat him, and beat him bad. This was now how the Niece was
with her Uncle. But really was he complaining? Well there were times when it
really did hurt like hell and she scared him, but for the most there was
something about Nikki that he just couldn't break free of, even if he wanted
to.

But even so, maybe things where changing for the man, he hadn't been beaten up
by his Niece now for nearly two weeks, she'd not called, text him and 'told'
him to come to see her so this could happen. He'd even managed to stay away
from driving past her school, having seen his Niece outside it many times
kissing a boy and making him jealous. Knowing that some school lad was getting
some 'real' attention from her, more than what he ever did, that didn't
impress him. Surprising that, but Nikki, for such a plain looking girl did
attract a lot of attention from the boys at her school and a few neighbouring
schools too. Nikki was indeed quite popular for some reason with a lot of
lads!

But today there was no chance of that, today Owen had finished work and was
wondering around the shops looking for this and that for Christmas. Not that
he really knew what he was looking for, but it killed some time and meant he
wasn't thinking of ... ... ... ! And apart from that the schools where all
closed for the holidays so even if he 'wanted' to he couldn't drive pass and
get jealous!

Owen wondered around the shops, it was late night shopping and the man had
lost all track of time as he found himself in one of the City's department
stores when the announcement came over the tannoy that the shop would be
closing in ten minutes. He looked at his watch and was shocked at how late it
was already, 'well that had been his evening!' It was now that he started to
look around and take some interest in where he actually was, rather than just
wondering from here to there.

He was on the fourth or possible fifth floor of the large department store, he
didn't know which, he wasn't sure he'd actually ever been this high here
before, or if he'd even been in this store before. By the looks of it he was
in the children clothing department and at the far end there was the toy
department and what looked like a Santa's grotto. 'Now wasn't that handy
having toys next to the children cloths!' The cynical Owen scanned the area
and by the looks of it he was the only person here, he couldn't even see any
members of staff about, he was all alone by the looks of it.

He moved over to the lifts and pressed the button ready to leave, but nothing
happened not even a light came on, then Owen saw a sign that gave the store
opening times. 'Hold on this place closed half an hour ago?' That was strange,
but the voice on the tannoy said ... ... 'Hold on, that voice!' A cold feeling
came over the man as he quickly thought about this, ran it all through his
head, 'No! Shit!'

But as he looked around and thought about being the only person here on this
floor, something caught his attention. Something down at the far end where the
toy department was and next to the Santa's Grotto that had been put there to
relieve parents of more of their hard earnt money. Down there he could now see
movement, there were two figures. One was a Santa, all dressed up in a big
coat going all the way down to the floor and with the hood up, but strangely
it wasn't red no this was a more dark blue colour, but still with the white
fur trim. It somehow reminded him of the colour of his Niece's blazer! And
next to Santa was an elf, well someone dressed up in a green and red elf
outfit.

He could see the two figures where coming down through the store from the far
end, heading his way and again something, he didn't know what made him stand
there and stare, and it wasn't just the odd colour of the Santa coat. An
almost built in instinct kicked in now, almost as if all this didn't seem
quite right. Both these 'characters' looked about the same height, and that's
wasn't particular tall either. He expected the one dressed as elf to be small,
but not the Santa, tall, fat yes, and in red, but not small. Then something
else caught his eye, poking out of the grotto was a pair of boots, large black
Santa boots that where lying on their side near to the grotto entrance and
with a pair of red trousers tucked in them. Next to these was a pair of naked
feet and legs, that was when the penny dropped, 'Shit!'  

Those boots, trousers, legs where those of the real Santa, well the real store
Santa and his elf both out cold and laying there on the floor, but who would
have done this? Although the man didn't want to admit it even to himself, but
he knew the answer all too well. The one dressed up as Santa was his Niece
Nikki and the one in the stolen elf outfit was Jess the other schoolgirl in
his life that was also controlling him. Jess was the untidy, freckled face,
plain looking, redhead schoolgirl friend of Nikki and was allowed to joined in
sometimes when Uncle Owen received one of his beatings!

And now both girls were walking down the centre of the store on the fifth
floor, pass all those toys and the children's clothing and heading straight
for him! Owen still stood there watching Jess in her elf outfit, well she had
found a new interest in 'dressing up' recently and this was only the second
time the man had seen this girl wearing anything else apart from her school
uniform. But more seriously the 'Santa' was Nikki, his Nikki, his Niece Nikki.
The schoolgirl had on the large blue Santa coat with all the white fur as you
would expect.

The coat was big, too long for a small girl like her. It reached down to the
floor and was dragging behind her as she walked, almost like a train behind
her, it was the long. But the rest of the coat fitted perfectly, the length in
the arms and around her upper body. The hood was large and up, but seem to
push out to the sides so her face, the face of Nikki could now be seen, fully
as she was now closer to him. Her plain face, her dark hair with the platted
pigtails and those round glasses of her. All this could be seen very clearly
as could the rest of her. The Santa coat was open and 'flowing' in a strange
way, Uncle Owen could see that the girl, his Niece was still dressed, as
always in her school uniform under that blue coat with the white fur lining.

This all looked quite wired, to say the least, especially as the Santa coat
seemed to fit the girl so well, a long flowing Santa coat that added a certain
something special to her. Almost as if the coat had been made especially for
her and just her, it suited and fitted perfectly, how strange was that? But
before the man could get his head around all this there was Nikki and Jess
right in front of him 'Oh Crap' So captivated by what he saw as the girls came
down from the grotto to him, he'd almost forgot to 'RUN!' But as this dawned
on him, it was too late!

When it had all sunk in Owen's reaction was to escape, so he turned. He got
half way around and was almost in full flight when there was a blue flash as
Nikki in her 'new' coat reached out. She was close enough to lurch forwards
and grab onto one of her Uncle's arm as it flew a bit too far back as he was
turning. The 'firm' grip of the schoolgirls hand on the man's arms stopped him
going any further and as if someone had pressed the pause button, Owen now
stood there in mid turn and couldn't go any further. This allowed Jess who was
now even closer to him to, WHACK! OOOWWWW!

The redheaded schoolgirl or should that be elf, twisted her body, raised her
leg and drove it up into the side of the half turned man, pounding just below
his ribs and giving him a 'gentle' remaining what is was like to know these
girls! Jess' knee caught Owen nicely, not for him as it hurt like hell. The
blow made the man wince and double over which now gave 'Santa' her opportunity
to join in on the fun! Nikki, still holding her Uncle by his arm now swung the
man around, spinning him so he was facing her. His screwed up face from the
blow Jess gave him soon disappeared as he opened his eyes and could she the
pigtailed, bespectacled face of his Niece under that hood with the white fur
trim, 'Crap!' He stared into that hood, into Nikki's eyes, her nose twitched,
there was a flinch on in Niece's thin lips and she smirked and, WHACK!

There was a sharp blow to the man's gut, he screwed up his eyes once more and
again double over it was that bad, Nikki always did know just where it would
hurt him the most! The girl garbed onto her Uncle with both hands and flung
his body upwards was he was now upright, at the same moment Owen opened his
eyes and was looking into the face of Nikki, still with that grin on her plain
face. Now the schoolgirl's hand moved up, grabbed him by his top around his
chest, at the same time she twisted, turned and OOOWWWHHH! THUD! 'Santa'
turned and flung the larger man down, sending him over her and hard into the
stores floor. Making him roll across the floor for a short while until a
little elf's boot was put in his way to stop him.

Having stopped so suddenly, having had something stop him, instinctively
Owen's head turned to see what it had been, 'Shit!' looking down at him with
her foot stuck out was the redhead 'elf' Jess. The smirking girl then gave a
little hop still with one foot still on the man, so her other leg moved
backwards, then was driven forwards and her elf boot now slammed into his
shocked looking face WHACK! OOOFFFHHHH!

The playful kick sent him rolling back to where he'd come from and back
towards Santa Nikki! She was on her Uncle in a flash, reaching down grabbing
onto him as he was returned to her by her friend and hauling him up onto his
feet. As he came up the girl throw a knee into his face, giving Uncle more
pain and hurt there, then as he came even further up, that knee went into his
chest, his gut, his groin. She pounded him a good number of times in each
place until he was almost up onto his wobbly legs, then, SMACK! Holding him up
with one hand the girl's free hand sent a striking backhand across his face.
Making him whimper once more and enforcing the smaller, plain schoolgirls
dominance over the much older, large man, her Uncle!

As his head came back to look at her, he saw Nikki's arm come up, Owen
flinched as he thought it was obviously coming his way, but she just grinned
as her arm came up higher and her hand flicked her hood down, relieving the
pigtailed schoolgirl in all her plain glory! But not wishing to disappoint
Uncle Owen, SMASH! Her free hand once again moved back as it flashed past and
struck the man across his jaw. This was immediately followed up by her hand
returning and driving another backhand to the other side of his face, SMACK!

Once more she'd shown her Uncle Owen that his Niece was a girl that he should
be wary of! There was now a slight swelling in his top lip and the faintest
indication of a drop of blood, SMACK! Nikki knew she could improve on that!
Owen's tried to shake his head but OOOUUUUHHHH! Nikki let go of his top and
grabbed him by his jaw with one hand, squeezing and forcing her Uncle to gasp
and open his mouth. Then from her Santa's coat pocket she shoved and piece of
paper into his open mouth. "There you go Uncle my Christmas present list. As
I've been such a good little Niece, make sure you get me something nice!"

She then forced his jaw shut and made him bite on the paper there. There was a
'tap' to his groin by her knee and the girl took a step away from him. As the
man staggered and began to fall, topple over, Nikki spun around. There was a
flash of blue from her long Santa coat that now flew open as she went around
and as the man's head fell forwards, and SMACK! ARRRHHHHH!

Nikki's well formed, sturdy thigh came around. The girl had lifted her leg,
got her timing just right and drove that thigh into the side of Uncle Owen's
falling face. This was the thigh that the man had dreamt about holding with
his hands and then kissing with his lips. And now it was the sturdy thigh, and
not for the first time, that slammed so hard into his face. The blow sent the
bigger man catapulting backwards, going tumbling back and spinning him around.
He went whirling around and was out of control, he should had fallen to the
ground but instead of dropping down, two hands came out and grabbed onto him.
Holding him tight by his top, pulling him upwards and then, THUD! OOOFFFFF!
Owen had been caught by Jess, but she wasn't saving him from his fall, she had
her own ideas. A driving knee upwards took the man's breath away, another
'tap' to his groin but a harsh one this time! And as he tried to deal with
this, she then pulled him to her so the bent doubled man's ear came close to
her mouth so she could softly say, "and I want something just as nice for
Christmas too, 'Uncle dear', or else!" 

The 'elf' gave a giggle then just flung him back to Santa to be finished off.
Nikki seized onto the man as he came back to her. She took hold before he
fell, then she turned, taking Uncle Owen off is feet, tossing him over her
schoolgirl hip and sent him flying. She flung him straight into a display rail
of clothing. There was a loud crashing sound as Owen was dropped into the
rail, then him and it both toppled over and crashed down to the floor.
Disorientated, hurt and once more at the mercy of his Niece, Owen was again
the victim of Nikki and one of her games. Or was it a case of for just today
he'd been taken down by Santa and an elf!

As he coughed and spluttered down on the floor amounts the fallen rail and
clothes the sound of footsteps started to fill his ears. Owen managed to turn
his head so he could see and there coming up the stairs near to the lift were
two men! 'No, Hold on!' These weren't men they were lads, kids in badly fitted
suits they'd browed off an older Brother of their Dad's! The two lads smiled
as they saw Nikki and Jess, even dressed the way they were it didn't seem to
surprise these lads.

These two lads where 'friends' of the girls', schoolboys who knew and liked
the girls. Although Owen didn't know it, the lads were working here as sales
assistance during the Christmas break so they could make some money to take
the girls out, and tonight it was the back row of the cinema and then chips!
The tall lad went over to Nikki, who had a big smile on her face after seeing
her boy arrive. The smaller lad went over to Jess, she too had an unmistakable
grin for the lad who was in fact even a bit smaller than her.

The man on the floor was either unseen by the lads, who only had eyes for the
girls, or just ignored. Owen was just about able to see what was going on,
even if he just wanted to drift away, something kept him conscious, was it a
touch of jealousy as he kind of knew what was going to happen next? The tall
lad moved in closer to Nikki, slipped his hands and arms through the open
Santa coat and around the schoolgirl. Nikki, in return paced her hands on his
arms and pushed herself up on her tiptoes. The shorter lad got closer to Jess
who placed, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her.
Then, and Owen knew it would happen, there was the kisses, the school kids
snogging, as Nikki and her tall 'boyfriend' kissed and Jess and her short
'boyfriend' also smooched.

They took their time, enjoying that moment and then once the kissing was over
there was some holding of hands and the four of them left. Heading off to the
cinema for their date! The man managed to watch them all leave, just before he
was ready to pass out, when something suddenly went through his blurred head
that kind of woke him up. 'Where's the piece of paper, where's Nikki's
Christmas list?' It must have fallen out of his mouth when ... ... ? Well that
didn't matter he had to have that list he had to know what to get Nikki, for
if his Niece didn't get what she wanted, then Uncle Owen knew his life would
be made hell for him ... ... !

The 3rd Suit of Christmas - Elsewhere in the City another present that had
been delivered was also going to put to use by its recipient. Currently this
individual, who'd received one of Mrs Clause special gifts had made her way
through the City to a rundown part that was in need of being torn down,
flattened and then being rebuilt again. She'd arrived at a small industrial
part of this area, consisting of the normal types of units, a building
merchants, a doggy mechanic and tyre place, a unit that did a bit of this and
that, a merchant who did everything and of course a gym!

It was the gym that this woman was heading for and she had a determination to
her stride, even if was only a short walk from where she'd parked her car. And
the car, the Jag was very much like her, styles, powerful, sleek and luxurious
and when it got going ... ... ... they both had a roar to them! The woman,
Miss Heartless was accompanied by the young girl that always seemed to be
somewhere when this gorgeous older woman was about, she was her companion. The
small girl with long dark hair was a step or two behind her 'friend', her
Mistress, as always. It was where the girl always seemed to be, just out of
the way, a step back in the shadows so she wasn't fully seen. In fact, if you
could find anyone who'd talk about Miss Heartless, they would have seen the
girl but no one could say they had actually seen her face. They had all seen
her small, well-formed shapely body wrapped up like it was now in ankle boots,
tight dark leggings, showing her fine legs and a blue crop top that enhanced
her shapely chest. Everyone had seen that, but not her face, strange that!

But even so if the girl was noticeable for the fact she'd not been see
clearly, then Miss Heatless was just unmissable for having been seen! And now
as Miss Heartless, dressed today in her new outfit, and her companion reached
the door to the gym this unmissablness was going to be put to the test again!
There was a notice on the door, written on a piece of card and stuck to it
with tape, it read 'No women allowed.' The older gorgeous woman ripped the
sign down, throw it away, opened the door and this woman and her companion
stepped inside.

Inside it looked as you would expect it to look, a gym or sorts on a run-down
industrial estate, the main door lead into a small corridor, at the end was
one of those sliding windows that lead through into the office area. A door by
the 'reception' window, which was slightly ajar and lead into the gym. It all
looked worn, messy and dirty but what did you expect? The gym was just a large
single room, but to be fair it was quite well equipped even if it was somewhat
over crowded with a few too many fitness, weight and exercise machines that
'filled' the gym.

So, this well-furnished, very full, but messy gym was a bit more that what the
woman had expected, and the fact that there was about half a dozen men there
all working-out made the place look even more crowded. Miss Heartless eyes
looked around the room and the men that where there, they are looked like the
men she expected to find in a place like this, men with some muscle but all
with dumb looks on their faces. Then the woman saw the 'man' she'd come here
to find! She didn't know his name, but it was Tayler, a tall, lanky but a
muscular man, dressed in his jogger bottoms and a gym vest top. He was thin,
but well-built with a rough face after years of proving himself in every local
bar late at night. Some would call him a hard man, a rough man, he was
certainly a man with little intelligence but with two strong fists.

All that didn't matter to Miss Heartless, she was here because of the man's
bad attitude, his lack of manners and respect. All due to an incident that
took place a few days earlier, when two women, determined to spend their lunch
breaks getting fit had found and gone to the nearest gym to where they worked.
But unfortunately, they didn't know about this gym's 'no women policy', when
they'd walked in, they'd been given a torrid time but a certain man, Tyler,
who'd ripped them apart, verbally, using all sorts of bad langue, making the
girls run off in tears. He'd even laughed at the women as they had left, after
this the notice on the front door had been put up as they gym members didn't
want the same thing to happen again here!

Miss Heartless had heard about this from her companion who knew someone who
was related to one of the girls involved and the older woman had decided that
the man who raised his voice, Tyler and the gym needed to be paid a visit!
After all she didn't like rude men, she believed that men like that need, and
should be put in their place, and she was happy to do that! As Miss Heartless
had seen her 'man' who'd just finished his reps off on the weights, the man
had looked up and seen the woman, 'there was a woman, no two in 'his' gym!'
Tyler thought that women should only be aloud behind the bar serving him, in
the kitchen cooking for him or in a bed ready for him! That's where a woman
should be, and not in a gym! It probably wasn't the same option that Miss
Heartless had and so the scene was set for the pair to discuss their
differences. "YOU!"

Obviously, the man had seen the women and was calling to them to talk this all
over. Tyler got up onto his feet from the bench he was sat on, grabbed on a
towel, wiped his face and now stormed over towards the women. It gave him a
chance to take in how they looked, the one at the back and probably just a
youngish girl was stood near the door, a shadow form one of the fitness
machines had fallen across her face so he couldn't see it properly. But he
knew she was young, with long dark hair, he could also see she had a good body
and large chest so as far as he was concerned, she should be in a bedroom!

Tyler's eyes now focused on the older woman, Miss Heartless. She was mature,
probably 40' something, a petit, very attractive female, with her short fair
and those faint mature lines around her eye that said she knew a thing or two.
They made her bold blue eyes stand out even more, and with a glint that said
she knew she was good. There was also her normal subtle pink shade of lipstick
on her thin lips. Her face showed her age, whatever it was, in an attractive,
gorgeous, desirable, sexy way. Her petite body was also very good, shapely,
firm, toned, slender in the right places, but also big in the right places
like her chest. Normally she would be dress in tight figure hugging cloths and
her famous Leopard skin long coat that showed her style and gave her that air
of class, of sophistication. But today!

Her outfit today, her present, also made her stand out. A pair of Tiger skin
pattern high heeled boots going up to her knees, just past these her coat
started. With long sleeved and a hood, again all in Tiger skin patter apart
from the white fur trim around the edges. A big black leather belt was around
her waist, so it gave it that Santa kind of a look, the coat was pulled open
to the sides so that Tiger skin pattern tight shorts and a crop top could also
be seen, as could her thrusting chest! Finished off with Tiger skin patterned
fingerless gloves. It seemed if the Leopard had changed its spots for a Tiger
strip, maybe, just for today! (Reader may wish to read the previous Heartless
stories - Closing the Deal, The Heartless Rider, A Heartless Confinement, The
Heartless Storm, The Heartless Foe, The Heartless Return, The Heartless Night
& A heartless Encounter - Also appears in Christmas Sparkle & Fight Night)

As the man made his way to her one of his friends that he passed grabbed
Tyler's arm. "Don't, she's that Heartless woman, the one I told you about
remember the boxing match!" Tyler brushed his friend off and his remakes he
wasn't interested in who this woman thought she was. All the man saw was some
tasty Christmas treat all in sexy Tiger skin, Tyler knew she didn't belong in
a gym, he also knew where she should be, in the same place as her friend
behind her, in his bed! That's what he thought, and he was telling her this
and all very loudly as he approached. In fact, it was bit like the other day,
how long before he made these two women cry too?

As the man got to her and was now shouting very loudly some nonsense about
women, gyms and where they belonged, WHACK! Tyler hadn't seen it, certainly
hadn't expected it but the woman, this older, smaller woman had struck him,
and she'd hit him hard. That Tiger skin pattern fingerless glove, with her
fist inside it had come around and was driven hard into the side of his face.
The blow to the back of his jaw stunned the taller man, it made him screw his
face up, close his eyes, shake his head and tense up. As his head came back to
face the woman and he opened his eyes up again, SMACK! OOOWWWW!

A second stunning blow was driven into the front of his jaw, again he was
stunned and this time he even staggered a couple of steps, there was a gasp
from the other men nearby as everyone was now watching all this. This blow was
immediately followed up by the woman's third and fourth blow a quick session
of blows to his gut to wind him, unease the man, make him wheeze for breath
and of course to hurt him. Ms Heartless had now started her side of the
'discussion!'

Miss Heatless was the sophisticated older woman with style and class, a firm
woman with a lot of attitude, she was the bitch in leopard skin, that was Miss
Heatless. But when the situation changed, when she'd made her 'move'. That's
when Ms Heartless took over, the cruel, harsh real bitch in leopard skin. OK
today there was a change into Tiger Skin but ... ... it's defiantly Ms
Heartless who's now dealing with Tyler!

But now that the Ms had taken over the man was just going to be in one big
world of pain. At which point the older woman now dropped her shoulder, turned
it slightly towards the man, who was indeed trying to take a couple of quick
breath in, and then WOOSSHHH! THUD! UUUHHHH! The woman came up, her arm and
fist went upwards even quicker as she drove her fist hard and up into the
underneath part of Tyler's jaw. It was a stunning blow from the much older,
smaller woman and sent the man's head flying backwards.

But before he could fall backwards Ms Heartless moved again, she went
forwards, jumped up, her Santa coat covered arms came around and grabbed Tyler
around his neck. She pulled the toppling man's head back towards her and his
body followed so he was no longer falling. The weight of even this petite
woman helped to bring him back forwards as she hung there around his neck.
Stunned by the blow to his jaw he staggered and as he was now starting to
overbalance a bit, he stumbled from one foot to the other. So, to help him
with his balance Ms Heatless brought one of her leg back and, WHACK!
OOOWWWHHH!

Her leg went back and was then driven forwards, the tip of that Tiger skin
boot went driving into his groin which made the man cry out in agony, then
stagger forwards and drop down onto his knees. Allowing the older woman to
come down easily and gently back onto her feet. But of course, that left Tyler
in great pain on his knees, but that didn't matter, did it. At the same time
the door to the office opened as the gym manager came out to see what the
disturbance was and, WHACK! The small, young girl that was still stood in the
shadows and very close to the door, brought her arm up and shot her elbow back
into the man's face as he stepped out of the office. The blow dropping the fat
manager down to the floor, stopping him instantly and letting her Mistress
carry on with her work.

Back with Ms Heartless and the woman had already moved down grabbed hold of
the man by his top and was dragging the hurt Tyler upwards. The other gym men
all just looked on in amazement as the smaller older woman gave a full
demonstration of female power, THUD! UUUHHHHH! Tyler was hauled up and then Ms
Heartless flung him hard against one of the large cumbersome piece of fitness
equipment. His back slammed into the hard, cold metal frame of the machine
which made him jolt forwards and then, SMACK! WHACK! CRUNCH!

Ms Heartless let loose with a torrid of flying Tiger fists into the man, she
hit him again and again and again. Struck his body, his head, his face and
drove the man back against the metal frame so he couldn't escape from her. She
showed off her boxing, fighting skills and her determination to deal with this
man in the only way he would understand! The gym filled with the sound of Ms
Heartless fist crashing into him, his cry's and groans as he was too
overwhelmed and hurt to even think about fighting back and the odd gasp form
one of the men watching all this.

Finally, the beating of Tyler was coming to an end as the man was slipping
slowing down the metal frame, then the older woman took a step away from him,
was she just going to let him drop, WHACK! Of course not, if he was going down
it would be her that put him there. Ms Heartless jumped up, twisted her body,
turned in mid-air, brought her leg around and smacked her boot into the side
of the man's head as he came down slowly. The blow finished him and dropped
him down fast to the floor. The spinning Tiger kick shocked all those
watching, as if seeing this older woman beat one of the toughest men in the
gym hadn't already shocked them enough!

With Tyler down and out and with the woman having made her point about women
being in gyms. Miss Heartless and her companion now left, as they exited down
the corridor the dark haired girl produced a large maker pen and wrote all
over the wall in big letters 'WOMEN WELCOME HERE.' As the two females walked
back to Miss Heartless' Jag the woman wondered if there where any more gyms
around here that had this 'No women policy?' Maybe it was time for a visit
from 'Santa' and her friend, time to drive around so they could 'discus' this
issue with as many gyms as they could find ... ... !

The 4th & 5th Suits of Christmas - As is normal at this time of the year there
was many parties and work's do's going on, and one of these was taking place
in a school. It was just a normal run of the mill, everyday school and not a
school that had any 'reputation', not like one particular school in the City
that could be mentioned! Just an everyday school, but even so this school did
have, maybe, one or two students that could be a bit troublesome, the names of
two such students came immediately to mind when talking about this school,
they were Devon & Clover. But apart from those two troublesome schoolgirls,
this was just a normal school!

The school was an old one, the main building dated back to the good old days
of corporal punishment, the days of kids doing as they were told and the days
of the teacher always being right! It was indeed an old building, one with
many interconnection long corridors, with high windows, exposed old pipes and
solid old doors. It was a place that at night time had a very eerie feeling to
it. After the school closed for the day, you wouldn't want to be in here by
yourself as you might just get the feeling that there was someone there,
lurking in the shadows. Someone there who was trying to chase you down those
long corridors, it gave you that sort of eerie feeling.

This was a feeling that was well known to one particular teacher here at the
school, Mr Freeman, Gavin Freeman. A man who knew only too well how unnerving
and even scary those corridors could be, how it felt and how it sounded as you
were being chased down those corridors! The echoing sound of running feet and
the pounding in your heart as you turned every corner and looked down every
corridor! (Reader may wish to read the previous stories - Dark Ruination &
Holiday Club also Special Christmas Delivery, City Take Over Skool's Out For
Summer & The Day After Christmas)

But tonight, it wasn't like that as here at the school, there was a Christmas
party taking place and this was just for the members of staff. The school was
obviously closed down for the Christmas holidays so it was an ideal place to
hold a party. And it was being held in the schools 'New building' away from
the old eerie one. This new building had only been built a couple of years
ago, this was the new staffroom, meeting rooms, training rooms and all that
sort of thing, suitably called the 'Teaching Facilities Block!'. The new
building was connected to the old by another long corridor, well you can't
have the teachers getting wet when it's raining just to go and teach a bunch
of snotty nosed kids, can you? Well if you have money to spend in an old
school like this it might as well be spent on the staff rather than the
students. Students are only here a few years, but the staff, the teachers are
here for much, much, longer, so it's always better to make their lives better
first!

When Gavin and his wife arrived for the party, he'd quickly slipped away and
back to the open reception area at the entrance to the Teaching Facilities
Block. He needed to check, to make sure that the doors to the connecting
corridor where firmly locked. Happy in the knowledge that they were, he
returned back to the party, feeling sort of safe in the knowledge that he was
pretty safe here!

Gavin was the tutor to the two troublesome girl Devon & Clover the two black
schoolgirl that where making his life hell! But even if they were a problem to
the tutor, for some reason the girls liked him! After all he was the man that
they chased around the school late at night when it was dark, hunting him down
when it was all locked up. A man they could hunt and find, and when they found
him, they would beat him. But best of all was that the man would still be back
in the classroom the next day, almost as if he wanted to do it all over again!
Such a hit was the teacher with the girls that the Headmaster had made Gavin
the girls very own personal tutor, 'anything to keep those girls quiet, amused
and occupied!' With Devon & Clover occupied by their new tutor and having fun,
they weren't causing trouble somewhere else around the school, and everything
else could run 'normally!'

So obviously coming back to the school tonight when it was dark, just like all
those other times the girls would 'make' him stay behind after school, made
him just a 'bit' nervous! Those times after school, when they would wait in
the classroom for the caretaker to go around and lock all the doors, then the
girls would let him lose, allow him to run! And Gavin would run, trying
desperately to find somewhere in that old school building to hide. Then after
the girls had counted to ... ..! Whatever they felt like, or something like
that, then they would come after him, hunt he man down around the dark, quite
school, come for him down those long dimly light corridors. And they always
found him, and once they had, the two black schoolgirls would beat up their
tutor. It was a game the girls really did enjoy and were very good at it.

But with all this Gavin could have walked away from the school, found a new
job, a new school to teach at. But if he'd gone somewhere else, he'd never
come across two schoolgirls quite like Devon & Clover again. And maybe it was
that that kept the man here, he was drawn, tied to the school, and to his role
as tutors to just two troublesome students. Maybe he just couldn't, didn't
want to break free and maybe being part of the girl's regular little game was
something he feared and looked forward too as well! But who would enjoy being
treated like this? He didn't know, all Gavin did know was the game hurt, it
scarred him, but he'd be back to play his part in it again and again, 'what
was wrong with him?'

Back at the party and the man thought that he'd heard a few sounds coming from
the direction of the reception area. He wanted to ignore these, but fear deep
down in him wouldn't allow that. No one else seemed to notice, but then again,
his senses had become quite acute to every little thing that went on here at
the school now.

Gavin had already noticed that some of the other male teachers had left the
meeting room where the party was happening and hadn't come back. Since
becoming Devon & Clovers tutor the man had become much more observant,
something didn't seem right and unfortunately the man's curiosity took over,
or was he overthinking this, after all it was a party and people do move
about! But he went to check anyway, he told himself he shouldn't but again he
couldn't help himself from going to have a look. Out in the reception area the
doors to the corridor that lead to the old building where wide open. 'Oh
Shit!'

He looked down the long dark corridor and 'Crap!' at the far end, even though
it was dark down there, with only a few shades of light filtering in through
the high windows from the streets lights some way away. Down that dark
corridor, Gavin saw the silhouette of a man run across the open gap at the far
end. This was flowed by a smaller figure fliting across the opening and it
looked like the young girl was chasing the man! 'Shit!'

He knew he shouldn't but something made Gavin take that first very scary step
and entre the shady corridor and head down it into the dark old school. Yes,
Gavin was fearful, if as he believed that Devon & Clover were playing their
version of 'hide and sneak' with some of the other male teachers down in the
old school. But he had to know, 'why where the girls playing their game with
other men?' He should be pleased, as the schoolgirls did beat him bad each and
every time, they caught him. But he had to know what was going on, he had to
know!

As he made his way carefully, slowly down the corridor Gavin was sure he could
hear some low murmurs, sounds, moans, something like that. It just went to
make the man believe his fears that the girls were indeed here and playing
their game with someone else! The tutor moved around the corridors, by now
even in the dark he'd knew his way around, he had had a lot of experience
doing this. He was moving closer and closer towards the sound of the moans,
that where getting louder and louder!

Gavin came up towards a large open junction in the corridors a place when four
corridors all met, he moved down a line of lockers in the corridor and then
slipped into a gap there. He could now see into the junction area; a nearby
external light provided the light that streamed in through the high windows
and illuminated the area. But the man didn't like what he could now see.

On the far side there were two of the missing male teachers from the party and
neither of them looked in any kind of shape to return back to the festivities
right now! On either side of the opening to the corridor opposite was one of
these men. Both looked as if they had been in a fight and lost, and they both
looked as if they had lost badly!

Each man's face was battered, bruised and bloody, each man looked as if he was
out cold or at least on the verge of passing out. One of the broken men was
sat on his arse and his hands were tied together with the belt from his own
trousers. Then his arms were up high above his head as the other end of the
belt was secured through some pipework. A beaten man tied up by his own belt
and on his arse, the second man on the other side of the corridor opening
fared no better. That man was on his knees and gently swaying a little from
side to side, his pummelled face told Gavin that in a moment unconsciousness
would take its full hold on this one and that would be a bad thing. As for him
his trouser belt was securely fixed around his neck, then again fixed to some
more pipe work on the wall behind him.

The use of men's trousers belt was one that the girl's tutor knew all too
well, each time the girls played their game, when they found him and beat him
his belt was secured around his neck. The girls could then drag him around as
if he was their very own pet, taking it in turns to walk their 'dog!' The
girls obviously thought, knew, they owned him, their own personal pet tutor,
Gavin!

Gavin eyes moved away from these two beaten men and there were the girls, his
girls, Devon & Clover, and by the looks of it they were still playing one of
their games, and again it wasn't with him! Not only where there the two male
teacher that were already tied up by their own belts, but the girls where now
'playing' with two more of the male teaching staff!

With the girl now where two other teachers from the school, two men that where
both in their early twenties, obviously younger men than Gavin who was on the
way to almost turning 30! The two on the floor where both a bit older than the
two youngest's but still not as old as Gavin. Where the girls 'trying out'
younger, fitter 'models', did they think their tutor Mr Freeman was now too
old! Well it looked as if these younger models where being given a full test
run to see how they performed.

Devon was playing with Simon, a man Gavin knew quite well, and who looked as
if he was already hurt and by the looks of it had fallen foul of the little
young black girl, WHACK! The formal, cold, smart girl's arm came around and
smashed into the side of his face, blood splattered out and he went tumbling
back against the nearest wall.

Nearby and Clover was also doing her thing with another man who was still, if
only just, on his feet. Paul, who was also know to Gavin, was with the messy,
cocky dark girl who brought her knee up hard into this man's groin. The
expression on this man's face as he dropped down to his knees told its own
story.

But there was also something else different here, as it looked as if the two
black schoolgirls had dressed up for the festive occasion!

Devon who was the good-looking girl with the short dark hair, hair that was
cut very short at the sides and back with a quiff kind of fringe. She was the
one with her enhance attractive face, and with those dark, almost seductive,
eyes, finished off with bright strawberry red lips. The colour of her nails
matched her lips, but this girl always seemed to have a firm, stern, cold look
on her face, especially with those large frame red rimmed glasses she wore.
She only needed them for reading but liked to wear them as it gave her an
added 'something' to her appearance.

She was the formal, smart looking girl. Smart with the way she dressed and a
certain intelligent look about her. Normally she'd be dressed in her version
of a uniform, a pair of shiny shoes with long white socks up to her knees.
Then a tight pair of grey shorts with a short sleeved white blouse tucked into
the shorts and over it a matching grey waistcoat. Through the blouse a blue
bra could normally just be seen and there was always enough buttons unbuttoned
and her school tie was loosely tied down low as not to spoil the view of her
cleavage!

But today she looked different, not her looks, she was still the good-looking,
smart, intelligent beauty she'd always been. But it was her clothes, now she
had on a pair of red suede ankle boots with black fur around the top, then
there was just a quite short red coat, the sort a 'sexy Santa' might wear,
with again black fur all around the edges and the long selves' cuffs. The hood
was down so her attractive face was on show; the black belt was pulled tight
to show her slender figure, but the coat was pulled open enough to show off
her cleavage. She was one good looking 'Santa!'

Then there was her friend, the other member of the troublesome twosome, the
other black schoolgirl, Clover. She was the pretty one, with her dark hair
that was much longer than her friends, almost shoulder length and with a
splash of colour to it with those shocking pink and red streaks all messed up
in it. Then with her deep, penetrating, dark eyes and her large succulent pink
lips, those lips that where constantly moving as she chewed gum, all the time.
Again, her nails matched the colour of her lips and she would normally be
dressed in her own idea of a school uniform.

She was the girl with the messy, lazy look, she wasn't dirty or stupid, far
from it, she just didn't care much and it showed. The uninterested, cocky look
on her pretty face was testament to that. Normally she would be dressed in a
pair of pink and red small ankle boots, then some long grey socks up to her
knees, followed by a short tartan pattern skirt further up. She'd have on a
short sleeved white blouse, even in the winter, and a blouse a bit too short
and always untucked with buttons at the top and bottom permanently undone. Her
red bra could easily be seen through the blouse, but even so with the buttons
undone her ample chest was on display, her school tie was always just lying
there, never tired up just hanging around her neck and then draped down and
over her breasts.

But again, tonight Clover had changed her 'uniform' and was also getting into
the festive spirit! Now she was wearing a pair of black leather boot that went
up to her knees, then there was a Santa outfit. A short red skirt with white
fur around the top and bottom of the garment. Up further a large Santa's crop
top, that went over her shoulders and had long sleeves and a hood. Again, all
with white fur around all the edges. And it looked good on her, even with the
hood up her face, her uninterested looking but pretty face could still be seen
and appreciated.

The girls knew there was a party going on at the school tonight and had used
'their spare set of keys' to get back inside. They'd waited in their room for
the party to get started and for everyone to arrive. It was the room that had
been put a side for just these troublesome girls and their tutor, and it was
here that the girls had found two well wrapped Christmas parcel there for each
of them. Almost as if 'someone' knew they would be back here tonight!

The girls liked their Christmas presents, liked them a lot and decided these
would be ideal for tonight game! The game was simple, they made their way down
the corridor to the doors that lead into the Teaching Facilities Block. They
unlocked the doors and waited. Waited for male teachers to come out of the
room where the party was and then they would 'entice' the men to follow these
girls deep into the darkness of the old school. Tease the men that there was
something 'worthwhile' waiting for them down the long corridors. Something
worthwhile and interesting, well it was interesting to the girls at least!

Gavin still trying to hide and not been seen had to move out further so he
could carry on watching all of this. Watching the girls, his girls, dealing
with these other men had a 'certain appeal' about it, how strange was that?

With Simon against the wall and Paul on his knees the two girls took the
opportunity to swop over. Clover spun herself around, passing her friends who
was herself going the other way. The normally messy and cocky girl came
around, brought her leg out and up and now aimed her new black boot straight
into the man against the wall, THUD! UUUGGGHHHH! The boot hit home as her
almost dance like move found its mark, as her boot shot out and into Simon's
throat. The blow made the man gag, gasp, panic and sent a shudder through his
body.

At the same time Dover also move around and over to the man on his knees.
Paul's eyes were swollen and all he could see was a burred outline of someone
in red coming his way. But suddenly, and all too quickly the girls lovely face
and her dark clenched fist came into focus as she came down, also on top of
him. He saw the fist get closer and closer and could even make out those red
lips and the grin on the black schoolgirl face as, WHACK! ARRRRHHHHH!

Gavin was leaning over a bit too much trying to watch all this and suddenly
found himself falling down to the floor, 'Oh Shit!' The tutor dropped to the
floor, the sound of him interrupting his students' 'studies' with these other
teachers! It almost seemed to echoed around the enclosed area, and made the
two girls stop what they were doing, much to the men's relief, and then turn
to see who had disturbed them!

Looking around and seeing their tutor, Mr Freeman there on the floor, didn't
really surprise either Devon or Clover. But it did slightly annoy the girls,
they'd come here to night to see what else was on offer, so to speak, and had
a few 'tasters' of these other male teachers. But somehow, they didn't quite
match up to how good their current tutor was! So, it might still be a good
idea to stick with him, for now, after all 'if it's not broke, don't fix it',
and the girl hadn't quite broken Gavin, just yet!

Now that their tutor had made an appearance it was only sporting for the girls
to turn their attentions now to him! But of course, that would mean the girls
would have to put their current 'toys' away, Clover, brought her leg down and
boot away from Simon's throat, the man staggered and began to slide down the
wall and held his hurt neck, WALLOP! She didn't bring her leg down all the
way, just crooked it and then twisted her body and throw the knee straight
into the side of the man's head as he slid downwards. She hit him just in the
right place, perfect timing meant that this man was now out cold.

Devon also finished of her man, Paul was still knelt there in front of the
black schoolgirl, just where she liked her white men to be. But now she had an
idea, the girl grabs onto her man, with both hands she yanks him upwards and
as he comes up fast Devon then chucks the man away. He stumbles backwards and
straight into the wall that makes him jolt and fall back forwards, straight
into WHACK! A bright red spinning swivel kick that pounds into the man's head
and drops him instantly down to the floor and into dark unconsciousness.

Now the girls turn and looks back at Gavin, who realise that ... ... 'Oh
Shit!' He scrambles desperately up off the floor and onto his feet, but
OOOHHHWWW! THUD! The girls are too fast and get to him quickly, both girls
grab him and throw him against the nearest wall. The tutor is roughly grabbed
again and spun around then pushed back against the wall, so now his facing his
darling little students! With Devon on his right and Clover on his Left each
girl grabs one of his arms and pins the man against the wall then, THUD! THUD!
The girls each raise a leg and pound his body with their knees, each of them
managing a grin, a smirk as they do this again and again to 'their man!'

But its Christmas and a time of good will and all that other stuff, so ... ...
The girls now held him firmly against that wall and then moved in close to
him, very close. Gavin can feel their hot, firm, bodies now pressing against
his. The two black schoolgirl Santa's, got very close to him, getting their
faces either side of his. He could feel the breath from both girls on his face
and could clearly hear Clover as she crewed her gum. And the girls could see
so clearly the look of excitement mixed with almost terror on his face, the
sense of fear in his eyes and that beads of sweat that started to roll down
his face.

The man thought he knew what was going to happen next and tensed his whole
body up, but as he did Devon placed her lips on one side of his face and gave
the man an almost tender kiss there, while Clover stuck her tongue out and ran
it slowly up the other side of his face. Gavin's body trembled even more,
'This wasn't right, the girls weren't normal like this, what the hell are they
up to?' Although the man had had a few fantasies about having both these girls
in the past, for them to suddenly be 'nice' like this was very scary! It was
very ... ... .THUD! WHACK! OOOUUUFFF!

But Gavin needn't worry the girl hadn't gone 'soft' on him, they didn't
disappoint him! As they now both throw a knee up into his body, winding the
tutor who now bent forwards as he tried to grab his breath. Hands came down on
him and he was thrust away from the wall and down to the floor. There he
quickly turned so he could see what Devon & Clover had in store for him this
time. They stood there in their Christmas outfits, they took a step closer and
looked down at him, Gavin stared up in awe at the two girls, 'Wow!'

"Time for you Christmas present, ... ... Sir!" The way Clover said that made
Gavin feel quite nervous. "Yes, it's time to play our game, Mr Freeman!" Gavin
could she the grin on Devon's face and knew what she meant by that. "But ...
... , Sir, if you manage to hide and we don't find you then you'll get a
special Christmas treat!" Devon blow the man a succulent kiss and Clover's
tongue came out as licked her lips very purposely! 'Oh God did they mean ...
... ?' "But if we find you ... ... " Clovers words brought his mind back " ...
... then you know what will happen to you and when were finished were going to
drag your body back down to the party, so your wife won't forget to take you
home!" 'Oh!' That didn't sound at all good to him!

"1 ... 2 ... 3 ... 4 ... " The girls started to count, there was a bit more at
stake this time, as Gavin scrambled to get himself up onto his feet and ...
... run! He knew if he stayed hidden, he'd later get the best present ever!
But if those girls found him, being dragged unconscious into the staff
Christmas party by those two girls, even in their Christmas costumes, well it
would be very hard to explain that to his wife!

Gavin ran as fast as he could down the long dark corridors, over to the west
side of the school. And down another very long dimly light corridor, at the
end he took a sharp right tun and carried onto the next left turn as fast as
he could. In the faint distance there was the "ready of not here we come!" 'On
God, here they come for me ... ... !'

The rest of the Suits of Christmas - It would be Christmas Eve tomorrow, and
in the Excelsior Hotel located in the heart of the City the spirit of
Christmas was very evident. There was a large decorated tree up in the
reception area and even Peter the old doorman had some tinsel wrapped round
his doorman's hat as he greeted guests. There had been a number of parties and
functions that had already taken place over the last couple of weeks, and
there was still more to come. All of this meant a lot of extra work here at
the hotel and for the staff here. Especial as it was party time and there was
a lot of very loving, excitable and jolly females that needed some of that
'extra' looking after that the hotel was, in certain circles, well known for!
Those bellboys did have a reputation to keep up! Although the staff here
really did enjoy their jobs, they were looking forward to Christmas being over
so that things could slow down just a bit and everyone could take a breath and
relax!

The hotel was owned by a little known, as that's how he liked it, young
entrepreneur by the name of Jonathan Mason. He was a quite youngish man that
had, due to an unfortunate accident, inherited his Fathers business and money.
But is a very short time this youth had, doubled, tripled, quadrupled the
Mason business and made it into a small empire, kind of. But to build an
empire, even a small one means that you need to know who your friends and
enemies are and know how to protect yourself.

So, Jonathan had gathered together a group of support staff, assistances, an
entourage of quiet lovely ladies that were commonly known as the Masons Girls!
This group of ladies where the ones that kept an 'eye out', they deterred any
unfriendly interest from competitors and dealt with anything that arouse and
needed to be 'sorted out!' Doing this all in their own unique way! The women's
skill at doing all this meant that Johnathan still remained out of the public
headlines. You could pass him in the street and wouldn't even have notice the
incredibly rich young man, but as soon as you saw one of his ladies you where
captivated by how they looked.

The girls and Jonathan lived just outside the City in the grand house on the
Mason Estate. But today the girls had come into the City and where in their
normal rooms, the ones set aside for these ladies the Excelsior. The hotel had
been brought by Jonathan not only as an investment but as somewhere where his
girls could come to and 'relax!' After all the hotel did have a bit of a
reputation as being a place where you could have some 'fun!' (Reader may wish
to read the previous stories An Evening's Entertainment, The Hunt, The Hen
Party, Don't Upset the Lady, Mason's Business Pt 1 & Pt 2, Mason's
Investigation, Animal Magic & Business Before Pleasure - also included are the
stories Wrong Order, Happy Valentine's, Milf Club, Millionaire Mayhem,
Valentines Surprise, Mother's Day Treat & Milf Fight Night - Plus The
Heartless Foe, A Heartless Return, Escort Duty & The Day After Christmas)

This year, along with the normal Christmas parties and events going on there
was also a very noticeable group of guests that had brought their celebrations
to the hotel. A large group of merrymakers had booked themselves into the
Excelsior and were having their Christmas celebrations. Now normally there was
nothing wrong with this, after all the hotel did know how to make a party go
with a bang!

But within this particular group there was a number of, shall we say not very
nice people. People that wouldn't even get on the naughty list as they were
too far down the 'downright Bad List!' These 'people' where all connected with
the criminal and unlawful side of the City. Every village, town and city has
them, but here in the City there were some good people, lots of naughty people
and a few just downright horrible, nasty and wicked people!

And there was some interest about this last group of people that had come
together here at the Excelsior to have their party. To Celebrate a year of
doing well in each of their particular 'business's', it was time to stop their
inter group feuding and gang rivalries and just to have a good time around
Christmas, just like everyone else! The manager of the hotel, Ms Anna Scarlet,
or Mistress of the hotel, as she liked to be called, had informed her boss
Jonathan that a group of 'undesirable villains' where trying to make a
booking. Jonathan had told Ms Scarlet to go head and confirm this and act as
if everything was fine, but that he would be sending his group of ladies to
the hotel to 'oversee' this particular group during their stay. His girls
would make sure they had an unforgettable visit!

Jonathan had looked through the list of guests that Ms Scarlet had sent him
and knew that some of them had crossed him, one way of another, some were
involved in activities that the young man didn't agree with and some were just
down right evil! If anything happened to any of these the police wouldn't
delve very deep to find the perpetrators and if it happened in his hotel then
the police wouldn't even bother to start an investigation. There was an
unwritten, unmentioned agreement between him and the forces of law and order,
if his girls did anything there was probably a good reason for it, any
investigation would find 'nothing', be a waste of time and money!

So, on the day the 'guests' arrived Ms Scarlett made a call, an hour later and
a large limousine pulled up outside the hotel, Samuel the driver opened the
door and let out the Mason Girls. Miss Donna the stunning brunette, Miss
Louise the gorgeous blond, Miss Charlotte the feisty redhead, Miss Su Ling the
beautiful oriental, Miss Sade the striking black woman, Miss Sameera the
exotic Asian and Miss Maria the Latin beauty. These were the Mason Girls and
each gave Peter the old doorman a kiss on his cheek as he greeted them.

Inside the hotel and Miss Scarlett had 7 of her newest bellboys all lined up
and ready to 'escort' each of the women up to their rooms. Not that the women
need to be shown where they were but it was always nice to have a cute thing
take you to the room before 'taking you!' Ms Scarlett also had a prepared file
for each of the ladies for their 'work' later on.

The hotel Mistress also informed the ladies that there had been a delivery, 7
parcels, one for each of them. Ms Scarlett wasn't sure who they were from,
they seemed to have somehow magically appeared at the reception out of
nowhere, but they were in each of the ladies' rooms. But it was now time for
the women to go off to their rooms and 'prepare' for later. Escorted by their
lucky lads they all went off towards the exclusive lift that went to the top
floor.

With them all in the lift, the doors closed and it was on its way, Carol the
blond receptionist on duty at the desk, hand moved to the special button under
the desk and pressed it. This stopped the lift in mid travel and held it
there, Ms Scarlett smiled at Carol, knowing what she'd done. The lift would be
held there while the women and the bellboys 'got to know each other!'

In the lift and the Mason Girls where getting friendly with these new
bellboys. It was lucky the lift was quite large, but even so there would be
some overlapping, entwining of bodies, hands, arms, mouths, lips, tongues and
actions, but that wasn't a bad thing!

Miss Donna was stood in the corner of the lift as her bellboy was slowly,
tenderly, teasingly kissing and running his tongue all the way down her naked
body.

Miss Charlotte was knelt in front of her bellboy pushed into the other corner
as she had hold of his balls with one hand whilst sucking on his big cock.

Miss Sade had her bellboys cock buried deep in-between her large black
breasts, pushing them hard against his tool as she was pumping away at him.

Miss Maria was astride her bellboy as he used his tongue on her, while she
leant forwards and her hands reached out to get the lad's tool ready for her
mouth.

Miss Su Ling's bellboy was sat, knelt down on the floor, she'd mounted him,
moved into position where he adored her breasts with his mouth whiles she rode
him.

Miss Sameera was on all fours, leant over people and stroking this and that
person, while behind her, her bellboy was using his tongue, mouth on her arse
and ... ... !

Miss Louise kissed her bellboy, pushed his naked body against the wall, she
moved in very close, wrapped her legs around his young body, ready to slide
onto him.

Back at the hotel reception and Miss Scarlett was getting back to her normal
everyday work. She looked at her message board and called over the next
bellboy in line. Telling him to take himself and a bottle of Champaign to Mrs
Jones in room 518 as her husband had finally left to go to his meeting, and
she need 'something!'. 'Now what else was there to do?'

The 6th Suits of Christmas - Miss Maria was the first of the Mason Girls to
use her talents on one of the groups of 'nasty' men who names regularly
appeared on that really 'Bad List!' In her room the Latin beauty turned the
shower off, stepped out of it and dried herself off, she grabbed a clean towel
and laid it over the naked bellboy who was still in the shower. He was sat on
the floor there, and was quite exhausted, Maria was quite a woman and he
needed to rest after that last session with her. The woman didn't want her boy
to catch a chill, but she'd be warming him up later, after he got some of his
strength back and she'd done her 'job!'

The woman opened the package that had been waiting for her in her room and got
dressed. Then moved out of her room, and into one of the 'normal' lifts, going
down a few floors until she was on the level where her target had his room.
The file she'd read had been quite thorough about Kurt, the sort of man he was
and how he fitted into this criminal gathering here at the Excelsior hotel. He
was known as a bit of a 'fixer' not only here in the City but in a number of
other urban sprawls and over quite a few different countries. He was quite a
known man in that way.

As a 'fixer' he did just that, he fixed people's problems, he fixed nasty
people's problems and that normally meant that sometimes, good, decent people
who got in the way got hurt and that wasn't a very nice thing to do! So, it
was time for a nice person, well a sort of 'naughty' person, like Maria, to
address this situation and 'fix' him! She stepped out of the lift and into an
empty corridor which just as well considering how the woman was dressed right
now. She began to move quickly along it to the far end, but halfway down a
door opened and out stepped a youthful lad who eyes widen as he saw the woman
and how she looked, how she was dressed, 'Wow!'

Maria acted quickly reached out with both hands, grabbed onto the lad and
pulled his face to hers, so she could kiss him. It was a passionate, long kiss
that made the lad go up onto his tip toes so he could reach and enjoy the
woman's mouth and tongue that had him 'trapped!' Dazed, confused and in lust
for the woman, he was devastated when she broke off the kiss, and then she
guiled the hypnotised lad back down onto his feet safely. She then gently
pushed him backwards and back into his room and closed the door. She looked up
at the room number, making sure she remembered it, to know where she could
find him, for later!

Back to work she went and carried on to the end of the corridor. Here she
peered around the corner and there was Kurt's room with his bodyguard standing
guard outside. But that wouldn't be a problem! With the confidence of a woman
who knew how good she was, Maria stepped around the corner and headed towards
Kurt's room, with a sexy wiggle and a spring in her step. It didn't take long
at all before the bodyguard spotted the woman as she made her way his way. She
looked, well he certainly couldn't have miss her!

Maria was dressed in the 'outfit' that she'd found in the parcel that had been
waiting in her room when she'd first arrived here at the hotel. There was a
pair of long shiny black leather heeled boots, with white fur trim at the top,
very kinky, very sexy. Past these where her firm thighs that met her short
Santa style dress, with a big black belt and large hood that was up, but still
her attractive face could be seen clearly. The 'dress' had a deep v at the
front so her ample cleavage was showing and there were no sleeves so her tones
arms were also on display. The dress itself was white with black fur trim
around all the edges to make some contrast to the boots. The woman, her looks,
her body and the way she was dressed gave her a real 'Wow!' factor, that both
the boy and the bodyguard had instantly noticed, and liked.

The bodyguard assumed that the smiling woman was here to see his boss, she was
a bit of festive fun for him. The minder felt quite envious of his boss and as
she got close and then winked at him, 'what he wanted to do to this woman ...
... ', WHACK! OOOWWWHHH! Out of nowhere the female Santa's arm seemed to come
around and strike him hard, rocking the minder and making his legs wobble. Was
it a case of what she'd do to him? He shook his head and 'he was going to ...
... ' SMACK! UUUHHHH! She struck again very quickly and his head took another
sharp, painful pounding, which, THUD!

The third blow took the man down onto one knee, Maria carried on, using the
advantage she'd easily gain, grabbed onto his head with both hands and,
CRUNCH! She slammed his head, his face into the solid wooden doorframe of her
target Kurt's, room. The blow, cut his face, marked him, and stunned him so
much so he was almost out cold, but not quite. Still he was in no state to do
anything. This was OK for Maria, who whipped out the master passkey she had,
unlocked the door, and still on his knees she dragged the battered guard
inside.

In the room the reception area was empty, 'that was good!' The minder started
to moan so WHACK! A leather covered knee slammed into his face and he was once
again stupefied and quiet. She dropped this man to the floor and looked
around, she was looking for her target and ... ... Just then the door to the
bedroom opened and Kurt, the fixer, her target, walked out, he had a paper in
his hand and was glancing at it when he suddenly caught sight of, "SHIT!"

The man didn't know who she was, but in his 'line of work' he always knew
there could be someone who would be after him and he was ready. He dropped the
paper, turned and was staring to run back into the bedroom to get his gun. He
was quick in his reaction, but she was quicker. Maria had dived forwards,
thrown herself in to a very gymnastic forward summersault, she moved fast and
across the short distance to the door of the bedroom and WALLOP! UUUWWWHHH!
RIIPPP! ARRRRHHHH! Her boots went around and came down, and the heel of one of
these caught the man, coming down onto his shoulder. Catching him and knocking
him downwards, at the same time the heel of the long black leather boot went
scrapping down his back, ripping, cutting his shirt and him.

The heel of her boot tore down the material and into his flesh, cutting his
back and made the man not only fall but scream out in pain, and at the same
time he jolted as his back was ripped so violently. With the man down on one
knee Maria, got herself up and beside the man, brought her leg up, twisted her
body and then drove her knee hard into the side of the knelt man's head. There
was another cry of agony, but again the Latin beauty ignored this, it meant
nothing to her that he was hurt, it only went to prove she was doing a good
job!

Maria moved around to the front of the man, she looked into the bedroom and
could see his gun on the side by the bed and wasn't happy with his, WHACK! A
backhand drove across his face to show her displeasure, then she went to
retrieve the weapon. When she came back Kurt was desperately trying to get
himself up and away from this female, but WALLOP! The cold metal of the gun
that he would have used on her was pounded across his face as she swiped him
with it. She wasn't happy with using this 'thing' when he had her own weapons,
CRACK! She dropped the gun and thrown her fist into the man, SMACK! Then she
drove her other fist into his face, THUD! Followed up by her knee that went in
and pounded him as his battered face the fell forwards.

That was better, to use her own weapons on the man, it was so much better. It
felt good, so good that she decided to hit him again and again with her fists,
with her knees until his bloody face was a real mess.

A few simple blows and the 'fixer' had almost been fixed himself, the woman
was very unimpressed with this man, whose reputation was obviously more
notable than he was in reality! With him still on his knees she looked down at
the man's gun, picked it up and emptied the bullets out of it. Maria had an
idea, she grabbed onto the man's face with one hand, forcing him to one his
mouth. Now she feed the first shell into his mouth, WHACK! Her knee drove into
his body as an encouragement for him to swallow, and one by one she made him
'eat' each of the bullets!

With that done she had one final thing left for the man, but first she took a
step backwards, spun around and SMACK! A twirling kick and her foot, her boot
came around and went into the man's head, almost making him pass out, but not
quite, she still wanted him somewhat conscious for the next part. Using a
spare maintenance key she had Maria unlocked and opened one of the large
windows in the reception area of this guests plush room. She looked out of it,
it looked like a nice day and then looked down, turned back to Kurt and
smiled.

Grabbing onto the fixer she hauled him up, back onto his shaky feet and then,
with a firm hold, she ran towards the now open window, pulling, dragging the
man along with her. Then just at the right moment the woman stopped, but she
made the man carry on. There was a cry as his eyes widen, as he went through
and out the window and then went down, falling down towards the ground below.

There was a loud, BANG! Maria went over and looked out the window and gave a
slight laugh, the 'well placed' large wheeled bin down there now had some
extra 'rubbish' inside it? The Latino lady was very pleased with how that had
worked out! Moments later there was another loud cry followed quickly by
another, BANG! The woman's second 'shot' was just as accurate as her fist and
the fixer and his minder where now amongst the garbage and rubbish where they
belonged!

Maria, quickly striped the gun, throw some of its parts out of the window then
locked it and put the rest of the weapon in the bin in the room, no one else
would be using that again. Now the Latin member of the Mason girl's left the
room, with her target dealt with, her job done, it was now time for her to ...
... !

The woman returned back to the room where she'd 'met' that nice boy, using her
passkey she entered the room and went looking for him, it was time for some
fun! "Oh well, what do we have here?" In the bedroom, in the bed was the young
lad and with him, as Maria would find out later was the boys Aunt. The lad had
treated the woman, his Aunt, this gorgeous, sexy, older woman to a seductive
Christmas break at the luxury hotel, and of course he'd managed to make sure
it had all been paid for unknowingly by his Uncle! The fact that when his Aunt
had read that note in the Christmas card telling her what he'd arranged, made
her grin, smile. Then she'd actually turned up at the hotel and joined him in
the room, in the bed, now that was a magical and naughty Christmas present!
But now not only did the boy have his Aunt for Christmas he was also going to
have the joy of unwrapping a special extra Christmas present, Maria ... ... !

The 7th Suits of Christmas - Miss Su Ling for a small, petit woman had an
insatiable appetite for young lads to satisfy and had worn out her bellboy. In
fact, she'd worn him out a couple of times, at least, but still he'd come back
for more. But even for this lad with the determination to go thrusting on and
on, even he had to surrender to sleep and the chance to recharge his body.
This gave the beautiful oriental woman an opportunity to get her job done
before she looked around for something else to satisfy her lust on!

In the lift that the woman was in went down, she went over in her pretty head
everything she'd read in her file on her 'target' for today. The woman knew
where he'd be about now, she also knew where he'd been, how he got there and
what he'd done. So, when the lift came to a stop and the light gave that
slight 'Ping!' sound she knew she'd be seeing 'him' very soon! Su Ling looked
up, just a habit of checking, she could see the display lit up that said
'Garage', the doors opened, but before she moved out the woman made a quick
call.

In the underground carpark of the Excelsior Hotel, where guests could securely
park their cars and with an on-call mechanic and valeting service a very
stunning and expensive car came down the slope and entered the area. Going
around the carpark it then very carefully pulled up into the carparking space
that was reserved for William, and where the 1954Bently R Type now stopped. A
moment later and into the parking bay next door his chauffeur followed and
parked up the man's other car his BMW M6.

William was a man who loved cars, old cars, new cars, fast, classic, stylish,
lavish, sport, luxury and of course expensive cars! He was also a man that
loved money and knew how to get it, well he needed it to pay for his hobby of
collecting cars. So, anything to do with money then William was your man. It
had all started with a loan to a friend of his when he was at school, but even
back then William knew the power and value of money. He'd charged his 'friend'
double the amount back in 'interest' and beat the boy when he'd refused to
pay. From that day William had got a reputation for money and also a
reputation for violence when his terms weren't met! But that had been a long,
long time ago and now the boy was a man and he was a very rich and mean man.
He also knew so much more about money and the people who needed it quickly for
whatever reason, with no questions asked, that sort of thing. Large sums of
money, small sums he was the man that could supply it, at a price of course!

Today William had been spending some of his money on his hobby, cars! He'd
been to an auction and got what he went for, the Bentley, he knew it was going
up for sale, done his homework on it and knew there was someone else
interested in the car. He was just an everyday normal man, who liked and also
wanted that car, but unfortunately, there had been a slight accident in the
alleyway behind the auction house. And now an everyday man, who'd worked hard
and saved his money was having his injuries seen to in the local A & E! So,
William had got his car, at a very good price, and it was all ligament!

Now he'd driven his new addition to his collection back to the Hotel, his
chauffeur followed and was driving the sport car, while his boss enjoyed the
smell and feel of his 'new' car! As they got back, parked up and William had
once again gone around the car making sure, again, there were no marks, not
even a raindrop on his new acquisition. At that moment the lift to the hotel
garage area went 'Ping!' As lifts do, and there was a short pause, then the
doors opened.

William was watching the lift he didn't want anyone coming down here and going
anywhere near his car, he could be very possessive like that. There was a
pause as no one came out, which got the man a little wound up as he wanted to
see if he could 'trust' whoever this was in the same area as his new car! 'So,
who was in the lift?' That second lasted a long time, then the occupant of the
lift stepped out, 'Oh!'

There was Su Ling, the petite and lovely looking oriental woman, and she
looked, well! She looked quite stunning, but in a different kind of way, but
it was Christmas! The parcel that Su Ling had found in her room, when she'd
dragged her willing bellboy back there, had contained the Santa outfit she now
wore. It was by far the most 'traditional' Santa outfit of any of the Mason
girls, traditional that is before those advertising men at the popular soft
drinks company had got their hand on it and changed it to its current red
colour!

Su Ling wore a pair of green and black ankle boots, boots with glitter and red
bows on each of them. Then going up were a pair of green fishnet stocking that
still showed off her shapely legs. Further on was this short Santa dress suit,
a sleeveless one, so her toned arms were on display, and all of this had
bright white fur trim around all the edges. The dress had a large hood that
was up, but even so the woman's attractive face could easily be seen, and with
a deep V at the front of the dress he full cleavage was also on show. The
whole outfit was complete by a black belt around her trim waist and lastly
green with white fur bracelets around her wrists.

William and his chauffeur both looked and liked what they saw as the woman,
with that wiggle of hers, carried on across the garage floor heading in their
direction. William was still somewhat cautious about having someone else that
he didn't know getting so close to his car, but the chauffeur grinned as the
woman seemed to get closer to him, very close. She looked like a sweet thing,
a small woman all dressed up for the festive season and the tall, big man
thought she'd make a nicely little Christmas gift for him. The kind he could
easily enjoy, to pick her up, 'unwrap' her and then he would ... ... WHACK!

When she had got close enough to the tall man that was her targets driver,
she'd thrown herself at him, dropping down low and throwing out her clenched
fist and straight arm. Her petite, small but quite strong and forceful fist
landed hard and went driving into his groin, taking the man by surprise,
stunning him, hurting him and making him tense up, gasp for breath and slowly
start to move himself down into a position where he could deal with the pain!

As the man clenched up, gritted his teeth and his body naturally dropped down
the woman rose up fast and WHACK! Her head, under that hood went shooting up
into the man's falling jaw. The blow to the bottom of his chin sent his head
flying up and backwards, making the chauffeur stagger and sent him stumbling
rearwards. The blow was so sudden and made his head spin that he didn't
realise that he was falling back and towards his boss 'new' car!

William saw all this, his eyes widened, he was scared and horrified that his
chauffeur was about to fall back on his car! "NO!" He rushed forwards grabbed
his chauffeur and stopped him falling, onto his car! Throwing the driver out
the way and back into the path of the smaller oriental woman dress as a green
Santa. Being punched, knocked, having fallen backwards then stopped and sent
forwards again the driver was now quite disorientated! In protecting his car
William had launched his chauffeur straight back and into the path of, CRACK!
The petite oriental woman had seen what was going to happen, it was what she's
planned to happen and now she followed this through by jumping up, spinning
her lovely fit body around in mid-air. Putting her leg out and brining her
foot around to slam hard into the side of the face of the falling driver that
was coming back to her!

It was a cracking blow, in many ways, not just in how the woman had carried
out the move, but also by the sound it all made, the crack of her ankle boot
hitting, the crunching sound of something not going right with the man's jaw,
all of these filled the underground carpark nicely. There was also the sound
that followed of the man with the broken jaw again falling backwards, once
more toppling over and coming down, this time on his boss who was bending down
to check his beloved new purchase. There was another cluck as the two men now
toppled forward and fell again the car and then carried on down to the floor.

With the two of them down on the floor Su Ling moved in quick, WHACK!
OOOUUUHHH! Her driving fist went came down and into the already damaged face
of the chauffeur, sending him into a stupor and taking him out of the fight.
That just left William for the cute oriental woman to deal with now! But this
man's mind was elsewhere, with both men crashing down onto the side of his
car, his head turned in the wrong direction as his attention was on the scuff
marks on his car and not where it should be on ... ... WALLOP! OOOFFFF!

As he was on the floor, on his hands and knees, more concerned about his
precious car than anything else, Su Ling went to help the man out and get him
even closer to the car so he could inspect it. Grabbing him by his hair, she
rammed his face into the side of the car door, then, WALLOP! She did it again,
again and again until there was a really large dent there in the shape of his
face! Now there was a second dazed man, but she didn't keep him the garage
floor for long, only a second went by before being hauled buy his hair onto
his feet. The oriental Mason girl, spun the man around to face her then shoved
her hands into William's chest sending him tripping back against his car. The
jolt of hitting it made him stagger back forwards and straight into, CRACK! Su
Ling's flying Santa ankle boot came up, around and smashed into his face,
sending the man spinning around, dropping him down onto the bonnet of his new
car. Marking, scuffing, damaging the vehicle again and him also.

With both men hurt it gave the woman a chance to flip the boots on both
vehicles, to get them ready! She dragged a damaged chauffeur up and around to
the rear of the BMW, shovel him towards the open boot, jumped and kicked out.
His jaw exploded again as he was sent off his feet and flying back into the
open boot, BANG! Which was closed on him. Then it was William's turn, dragged
him off the bonnet of the damaged car, then around to the open boot. Su Ling
did the same, CRACK! A swivel kick to his jaw that dropped a second man into a
second car boot and, BANG!

With both men hurt and maybe out cold, but who knew and locked away in the car
boots, and now right on time two tow trucks came down the ramp, the sign on
each vehicle said 'City Car Crushing Company', maybe an indication of what was
in store for the cars and the content of their boots! At the same time a white
limousine also came down the ramp and parked up near to where Su Ling was
stood as she was watching her men recover the vehicles.

The Mason girl couldn't see who was in the limousine as all the windows where
too dark, but then the driver's door open and outstepped a tall chauffeur,
dressed in their formal grey suit and hat. The hat was removed and the blond
woman's long hair fell down. She smiled in an attractive way to the petite
oriental woman then moved down and opened the rear doors so her passenger
could now be seen. Inside was a gorgeous older woman, a woman that belonged to
the Milf Club, a group of lovely mature females who liked to enjoy all the
pleasure that were on offer and could be provided here at the Excelsior.

This particular Milf knew many of the Mason girls but hadn't so far had the
pleasure of this Mason girl, not yet! Su Ling now smiled as she went to the
opened door and climbed into the back of the car, clutching the hand of the
blond chauffeur and taking her inside to the rear of the limousine with her.
Su Ling found that the back of the limousine was very nice and very
comfortable as she was kissed and undressed by the two women, as this new
friendship was made ... ... !

The 8th Suits of Christmas - Miss Charlotte was the redhead of the Mason girls
and the one who was into her Yoga, and after her normal session of
strengthening, stretching, deep breathing and meditation her firm body was
ready for anything. Mind you her body had already been through a thorough
session with the bellboy that she had come out of the lift with. The boy who'd
had Charlotte in the shower, on the shay lounge, on the floor in that thick
pile carpet, out on the hotel balcony and of course, and finally in the bed!

After all that and her 30 minutes of Yoga the Mason redhead was ready to carry
out her job here today. That was after getting dressed into the outfit that
she'd found in the lovely wrapped Christmas parcel that had been waiting for
her in her room. The present she'd first noticed in-between her sessions on
the carpet and going out onto the balcony with her boy. But now she was all
ready, dressed up in her new outfit, this woman was ready for anything!

Charlotte had read the file on her target and knew everything she needed to
know about this man and where he would be. So, it was out of her room, down
the corridor and into the lift, and a few moments later she was walking out
into the lobby area of the Excelsior Hotel. At the reception desk was the
lovely brunette Debbie who was on duty today, she smiled at the redhead as she
appeared and looked over at her, and she kind of knew what Charlotte would be
up to today!

The Mason girl headed towards the group of shops that the hotel had on its
ground floor, the small side 'street' inside the hotel, its own little
shopping arcade of exclusives, luxury shops. And it would be here that
Charlotte would find her target, Pedro. As the redhead made her way down
towards the arcade all the eyes of all those in the lobby where on her. Maybe
it had something to do with the way she was dressed. The brunette at the
reception desk, Debbie, certainly liked Charlotte's new outfit.

This Mason girl was dressed in the outfit that she'd received as a present
waiting for her in her room. There was a pair of heeled sparkling white and
silver shoes, then a pair of red stocking socks that went up to just above her
knee and had a festive green bows around the top of each of them. Going up was
the woman's very firm thighs were on display that then met a short Santa style
dress, it was a striking purple colour and had a quite noticeable green fur
trim all around, including the hood. The dress had elbow length sleeves, again
with green fur trim and then the woman wore a pair of silk purple gloves that
went up almost to her elbows, a deep v at the front and lots of cleavage on
display and the woman was a delight to behold.

Yes, indeed this was a striking and noticeable way to dress. But then again
this was the Excelsior and there had been more extravagant ways of dressing
seen around here! Debbie watched as the woman's cute arse moved across the
lobby towards the shopping arcade. She made a call to security to tell them to
turn off the CCTV in that area as the brunette 'knew' something was going to
happen!

The arcade was made up of a number of small shops, shops laid out and looking
old and stylish. With just enough space in each to have a selection of wears
on display and room enough for a counter an assistance and maybe 3 or 4 of the
hotel guests at any one time in a shop. The arcade consisted of a tobacconist
with the finest Cuban cigars, a high-class jeweller, a plush perfume shop next
to a fine wine and spirts shop. Then an exclusive art gallery and a men's wear
shop, a lady's dress and millenary shop, and of course, there was the lingerie
shop.

The man that this redhead was coming to find was Pedro, he was a 'supplier'. A
supplier of everything and anything that 'someone' might wanted, so long as
the price was right. He could supply you with enough arms to start a small war
and enough 'substances' to flood a city and keep it high for a month! He
didn't care what it was, who it was for and how bad it was, all he cared about
was making sure the price was right. So, this was the man that Charlotte was
here to deal with and she'd find him in the tobacconist shop indulging himself
in his love of Cuban cigars.

The Mason girl tuned down into the arcade, there were two men stood outside
the tobacconist shop, men there to stop anyone disturbing their boss while he
was inside. Both the men noticed the redhead straight away, well who wouldn't,
the woman carried on walking down the middle of the corridor flaked with
shops. As she got up to the tobacconist, where the two men were stood, still
gawking at this woman, how she looked, how she was dressed. They both smiled,
then, WHACK! THUD!

The men didn't see which way she'd moved, in what direction she'd spun or
twisted her body, all there'd been was a flashing purple blur. But what wasn't
a blur was the throbbing pain that both men now felt in their faces. One man
had got a spinning leg come his way and a shoe that had pounded his face,
while the other got a rushing, turning arm and fist that was driven into his
head. Whichever blow or either man received it, it didn't matter the result
was the same, pain, hurt and a numbing felling of disorientation, followed by
legs that wobbled and buckled slightly.

This daze and confusing feeling, plus the pain now allowed the Mason girl to
move in fast and take these men down. She grabbed onto the closest of the two
men who were guarding the outside of the shop. Charlotte took his head with
both hands and drove it backwards, pushing the man's bald head and skull
backwards. Slamming it with such force into the very solid wooden frame of the
shop door, CRUNCH! As his head was driven back the man's eyes opened wide with
fear, and stared out in shock, then they closed as his body slowly dropped
down to the floor.

This allowed the redhead to move onto the second of Pedro's 'bodyguards!' This
one was staggering around in the same spot but looked as if he was about to
shake off that first blow, she'd delivered. Just as his eyes started to clear
and he raised his head up to ... ... WALLOP! The woman's leg came up quickly,
a thrusting forward kick and her shoe drove upward into the man's windpipe as
his head came up from looking down at the floor.

As the redhead's foot drove into his throat the look on this man's face was
one of pure horror! He dropped down onto his knee, his hand grabbed hold of
his throat, he gasped and tried desperately to suck in any air he could. There
was panic as his body shock, and juddered and his face went from red to
purple, almost the same colour as Charlotte's Santa outfit. Then he fell to
the floor and carried on shaking for a moment or two until he suddenly just
stopped and was still!

About now a big man, part of the hotels cleaning staff, came along with one of
those cleaning trollies with two like rubbish sections in it. The man stopped
outside the tobacconist, got his dustpan and brush out and swept up something
from outside the wine shop. At the same time Charlotte dragged and put one
man, head first into the first rubbish section, then the next man she picked
up off the floor and disposed of him in the second rubbish area. With that
done the woman now went over to the tobacconist, pushed open the door and went
inside.

There was Pedro, sat down on the chair there looking over a selection of
cigars on the counter, and at that moment the door opened and the woman came
in dressed like, 'Wow!' He already had one lit cigar in his mouth at the time
as he looked at her, that almost fell out of his mouth. It was a look of
delight at first, then a look of 'who's she?' followed by "Oh!' Then a look as
if he knew that this was ... ... , SMACK!

The shop was small but not that small that the redhead couldn't work her body
to throw her leg out, around and strike the smoking man sat there in the
chair. As she'd stepped into the shop the salesman had seen her, turned
quickly and heading through the curtains to the back of the shop. He knew it
was best to stay there, out the way, until the noise stopped, then it would be
safe to come back out again!

The kick to his temple had knocked Pedro off the chair and down to the floor,
there was no point calling out for his bodyguard, somehow this man already
knew that no one was going to come! Dazed and just about worried enough to be
scared now Pedro tried to push himself up, his hand slipped and then was
kicked away by the redhead so he slumped back down face first into the floor.
But then Charlotte garbed the man and twisted him around so he was on his back
and now looking up at 'Santa' as she stood astride him.

He looked up at the woman who now had hold of his cigar that she'd retrieved
from the floor where it had fallen out his mouth, then, WALLOP! OOOWWWHHH! The
Manson girl's foot had gone into his groin, making the man yell, and as he
opened his mouth wide, OOWWWFFF! The cigar he'd been enjoying was then, lit
end first, thrusted fully and deep inside his mouth, it hurt and was a shock,
but before he could even try and spit it out Charlotte's hands came down and
grasped around his face and held it. His jaw, was gripped tightly, so he
couldn't open his mouth.

The woman twisted his head around, his body followed, but still holding onto
his face and keeping his jaw shut, then CRUNCH! As his head was pulled
upwards, she moved forwards and clammed her legs, her thighs around his head
and squeezed. There was a muffled cry as the woman squeezed some more, her
thighs crushed his head, which he thought was going to explode. Her hands
coved his face, nose and still griped hard so he couldn't open his mouth, so
he thought he was going to suffocate. The cigar still burnt away inside his
mouth, he was in a horrified panic as his head was squeezed on all side, he
couldn't breath and smoked filed his head without escaping. Well he did enjoy
a good cigar and after a few more moments that was going to be the last cigar
he would ever 'enjoy!'

There was some struggling, some more squeezing of those thighs, a last bit of
panic and then it all went still. Crushed, burnt, suffocated and squeezed
there was nothing left of Pedro but his still body on the shop floor. As the
woman now left the shop with her task complete the hotel staff member was
still outside in the corridor wiping down the door frame of the shop. He took
a quick look inside the shop as Charlotte stepped out and said "I'll take care
of that Miss." Just as the Mason redhead was about to walk off the door to the
linger shop opened and an attractive older woman accompanied by the young lad
she was 'looking after' also stepped outside.

Charlotte was interested, the older woman looked lovely, quite a tasty Milf
and the lad looked very sweet, carrying all those boxes of gorgeous garments
for the older woman to try on up in 'their' room! Obviously, Charlotte dressed
the way she was made an instant impression on the Milf and the lad. He was the
young Son of this older woman's next door neighbour, and this was his first
time in the City. So, the Milf had said to his Mother she'd 'take care' of him
as she was also on a visit to the City too! Charlotte grinned, strolled over
to introduced herself, there was some talk and a short while later the new
friends where stepping into the special lift that went up to the top floor.

On the reception desk, Debbie had seen this and after the doors had closed and
the lift started, she pressed the button under her desk. Moments later the
lift stopped and the young, now quite nervous lad, his lovely Milf neighbour,
who he though, hoped, was sure 'liked' him and this new stunning redhead woman
where all trapped in that lift, and they would be there for a while. A moment
later and there was a kiss or maybe two. A zip, or maybe two, were pulled
down, a dress, or two, fell to the floor and Charlotte was having a large
breast, or two, licked and kissed by both the lad and the Milf. The redhead
Mason girl did enjoy her 'work', but she also enjoyed her fun too ... ... !

The 9th Suits of Christmas - Miss Sade was the next Mason girl to make her way
out of her room, leaving her exhausted bellboy there to recover, even though
he'd been very keen, very forthcoming, very thorough in the way he'd satisfied
the tall striking black woman. Even though he'd been a very good boy Sade had
worn him out and he need his sleep now, he needed to rest if he was to get
through round two with this woman, which he was very determined to do!

But right now, it was time for this woman to get on with her job, she'd read
the file and knew all she needed to about her target, Miguel. Originally from
Spain the man had started and built his export and import company from
nothing. There'd been the good and bad times, as there always was in business,
but the man had made his company grow, made it into a very successful
operation. But, there always seems to be a 'But!' But Miguel being in this
business had found some 'extra' work to do! This extra moving of this and that
was all done outside of his own company, there was no hiding the 'extra' cargo
in with his legitimate stuff. No, he kept everything separate, but used his
knowledge and contacts to do a few 'other' quiet jobs!

In fact, he was even better at this extra work than his normal work, and his
proper company was doing extremely well too. All this extra work did include
certain 'items' that caused far too much pain, distress and misery, so that
was why Sade was making her way down to one of the single gym suites within
the hotel that were used for private sessions by guests.

These private exercise rooms were equipped with everything required for a good
workout and a hot tub to relax in after. In one particular room was Miguel and
Dean his personal trainer and instructor. Years of working hard and the added
stress of 'both' businesses meant that that Miguel's eating and drinking
habits, his weight and heath needed to be kept an eye on. These session in the
'gym' were something the man didn't enjoy too much, but he knew it was all for
done for a good reason his wellbeing, and so he could carry on enjoying his
eating and drinking!

Also, in the room was his secretary, a quite splendid looking oriental woman
in her mid-20's, Hoe, which meant 'flower' and she was just that a quite
attractive flower indeed. She was here as the man liked to still work
dictating letters and getting things done even when he was working out. Lastly
there was Kyle, the young Nephew of Miguel who was now the boy's guardian
after his parent's accident. An unfortunate accident that Miguel still felt a
bit responsible for, after it had been the wrong cars breaks that had been cut
that evening! But as his Nephews guardian, Miguel, who had no family of his
own, was trying to get the lad ready for a position in his company, the legal
one that is! As one day this lad would inherit everything, well the legal
company anyway as for the other one ... ... !

So, it was not uncommon for Miguel especially when they were away like today
to have his Nephew nearby so he could get to understand everything about how
the company, the legal one, worked. In the private exercise room Miguel was
sat down workout on the weights machine, Dean was stood nearby calling out
instructions and encourage. Hoe was stood on the other side of her boss,
taking down a letter that the man was trying to dictate in-between lifting
those weight. And all the time Kyle was sat on a chair leant back against the
wall as far away as he could get and was boarded. Well apart from trying not
to get caught as he tried to get a good look at Hoe's, lovely looking arse
that is!

Then suddenly the door to the room opened up and in walked 'Oh My!' There
strolling in as if she owned the placed, well like her boss owned the place,
which he did, was the tall black woman Sade. It wasn't just her air of
confidence, her swagger of self-assurance, the dominance that seemed to oozed
out of her. It wasn't even her striking appearance, her short tight dark hair,
her dark eyes, her dark stunning looks. There was something else, and that was
the way she was dressed.

The black woman was in one of her normal outfits, her white bikini, Sade was
known for enjoy a dip in the pool from time to time. But she was also no
stranger to a gym so she was going to dress appropriately until she found a
parcel in her room here at the hotel with a present in it, a new outfit. Now
the dark beauty had this new outfit on over her bikini, and the new outfit
consisted of a pair of white leather boots going up to just below her knees.
Further up past her great legs and thighs was a short Santa dress. Well sort
of a dress, it was a string, mesh dress, you could clearly see through it to
her toned bikini wearing body. The mesh dress was white, even the hood was
mesh and there was bold red fur trim around all the edges and finished off
with a red belt around it all and a long thickish metal linked chain around
her neck. It was the kind of metal chain you might find a heavy ball attached
to one end. The dressed was amazing, the chain was strange, but overall, she
looked, 'Oh My God, WOW!'

Well the lad Kyle's jaw dropped, the secretary Hoe's eyes widened and Miguel
stopped midway through his reps to wonder 'who the hell is this?' Sade, didn't
say anything just took another step inside the private room and the door
closed behind her. This was when Dean the private fitness instructor to
Miguel, and his secondary role of keeping 'people' away now kicked in. The man
moved in-between this woman and his boss. This arm and hand came up and was
placed on the chest area of the woman's outfit, to stop her. He could feel her
round mounds that his hand was on, but he was looking in her eyes and he could
see ... ... OOOOOWWWWW!

In a flash Sade's hand had also come up, grabbed onto his wrist and twisted,
hard. The sudden move caught Dean out as he'd been focused on looking into her
eyes, but he should have seen they said 'don't mess with me!' Sade twisted his
wrist and had control of the fitness instructor, she turned his wrist a bit
more and his arm, then body followed. Again, he called out, whimpered, he
wobbled and moved low, crouching as the woman was forcing him downwards. Dean
knew that if he didn't move down and allow her to control him, she could
break, snap that wrist of his. But as he knuckled under and crouched down, his
other fist clenched, ready to make his move when the opportunity arose! And
then the opportunity was there as he was nearly down onto one knee, and WHACK!

But it'd been Sade that took the opportunity, she'd seen his other fist get
ready and knew the man was playing for time, so she just hit him instead, she
struck first, well she wasn't going to wait for him, was she! It was the
woman's knee that came driving into the side of the knelt man's face, she
knocked him hard so that his head shock, WHACK! Pleased with that strike she
hit him again, WHACK! And again!

At that moment Miguel was up on his feet and coming towards the woman, she saw
this and still holding onto Dean's wrist, she spun around and THUD! UUUWWWFFF!
She twisted brought her leg and drove her boot around, sending the sole of it
into the oncoming man's chest. Miguel went tumbling backwards, he tripped,
falling back into the weights machine. Dropping down onto the hard, cold
metal, scrapping, cutting the side of his face and hurting him. There was also
a cracking sound as the woman had turned, Sade had still been holding onto
Dean's wrist at the time that she spun around and moved. So, wrenching at his
wrist and she 'might' have caused some 'damage' there!

The man's face was screwed up in agony as he was sure his wrist was broke, it
felt like it. With Miguel stunned and down against the weights machine Sade
now pulled up on the man's broken wrist and raised him up, very painfully,
back up onto his feet. All the way up where she looked sternly into his face,
a face screwed up in agony, but at that moment he opened his eye he looked
back at her, THUD! UUUUHHHH!

Sade's free arm shot out, her hand grabbed around the trainer's neck, gripping
onto his throat hard. There was panic in the man's eye but he managed to bring
up his one good hand to grab onto her hand and try and stop her. But she was
too fast, releasing his broken wrist her hand moved quickly, she gripped his
good wrist before he could grab her. Hold him like this, one hand around his
throat, the other firmly holding his good arm and pushed, ran, drove the
trainer backwards, sliding him back along by his feet and slamming him hard
into the wall behind him THUD! It was a test of strength, that the woman was
going to win, easily. As she pinned him against the wall and her handed
tighten around his throat, the fitness instructor, the trainer tried to
struggle and went redder and redder in his face. He even tried to raise his
broken hand to stop her, but his wrist meant he couldn't use this. Then a
shade of purple told of his difficulties in trying to breath.

As she held him against the wall her knee drove up into his groin, there was a
loud cry of pain and the trainer closed his eye tight shut. Sade let got,
grabbed the man by his shoulder, spun him around so he was facing the wall,
then UUUGGGHHH! The long chain around her was whipped off her shoulders and
looped over the man. Now holding it with both her hands it came up around the
man's neck, Sade lifted her knee and shoved it hard into the base of the man
back. Then the black woman pulled back on the chain, and she pulled back hard.

The big fitness instructor, struggled, he tried to pulled the chain away, but
his broken wrist didn't help. There was some gurgling, a little bit more of a
struggle then there was silence and the chain was released and the trainer
fell down to the floor, and he didn't move. At this point Miguel had scrambled
back up onto his feet, seeing what had happened he ran, he didn't care about
his trainer, or his secretary or even his Nephew, he just cared about himself
and getting away.

As he was almost at the door SNAP! ARRRHHHH! Sade turned and flicked the metal
chain, easily like a whip and caught the man with the end of it across the top
of his thigh. It sent a sharp pain down the man's leg, making him stumble,
then trip and fall, he reached out for the door as he fell SNAP! UUUUHHHHH!
Another flick and the chain snapped at his hand, stopping him from grabbing
onto the handle, and had probably broken his hand at the same time.

Miguel had fallen down onto his knees and now the tall black woman in her
white and red Santa outfit came up behind him, grabbed him and made him face
the door and away for the others in the room. The metal chain was again looped
over its second man, her keen was placed just right and she pulled back
tightly! It was all over in a second or two and the import and export
'business' had lost one of its main operators!

With her job done Sade could turned her attention to the other two people in
the room, the young boy Kyle, Miguel's Nephew and now heir to his legal
business and the woman Hoe, the secretary. The woman who knew all about the
business and how it was run. So, with the boy now the boss, and being so young
and new to it all, he'd need someone to assist him with business matters and
taking over the business! Hoe smiled at this, as she'd would be the woman to
'guild' the boy in everything he needed to know!

Later and after Sade had disposed of a 'couple' of things in a nearby
storeroom, there was a naked business meeting going on in the hot tub in the
room. Hoe was half bent over the side of the tube, holding herself up a bit
and pushing her arse out behind her. Where Kyle was bent down tonging and
kissing that gorgeous arse of hers. Then he was stopped as the chain that was
around his chest was pulled back, very tenderly, very gently, almost quite
lovingly, but he still knew that he had to move back. Sade was behind him,
encouraging him up and back to her so she could kiss the boy again. The black
woman controlled her white boy with one hand holding that chain around him,
which it must be said he liked. While her other hand moved around to the front
of her lad where she grabbed onto his big tool and now, she moved the pair of
them forward so she could guild him and they could both enjoy the delightful
secretary Hoe. It was time for the lad, the 'boss' to get to know the ins and
outs of the business with his secretary ... ... !

The 10th Suits of Christmas - Miss Sameera was the next of the Mason girls to
move out of her room on the top floor, leaving her delightful bellboy in the
bed to rest and regain his strength for later on! The woman made her way along
the corridor towards the end where there was a service lift, for use by the
staff of the hotel only. But she had a key for the life, as it did make for a
good way to move around the building without being noticed, too much.

Inside the lift she made her way down to the where the sports, social and
relaxation facilities of the Excelsior where located, and it was here that
this woman would find her 'target!' The file that Sameera had told her that
her 'man' liked to relax, to let the stress of the day flow out of his body
and fade away. Well this attractive, exotic Asian woman had every intention of
making this man 'fade away' in her own way!

Rafael was a Frenchman who didn't enjoy being here in the City, it wasn't to
his liking, the food, the wine, the weather where all things that he disliked
about being here. But he did like his job and all the 'extras' that it brought
him and as he only had to spend a few weeks away from his lovely chateau every
now and again in some foreign land, he would make the best of it.

The man's 'job' was to move money from one place to another, then move it
again, put it here, put it there and sometimes 'lose' it somewhere else! He
was the man that some certain people went to when they had to spread their
wealth around and make sure that no one else could find it. Of course, the
money in question was ... ... well you never questioned where the money comes
from, if you know what I mean!

Rafael was good at his job, he'd hidden so much money for a good number of his
'friends', but it all came at a price and he was doing quite nicely from his
'job.' Since he'd been here in the City, he'd met with some of his existing
clients, made some new contacts, gained a few 'jobs.' He'd also visited a few
private banks and opened a few more accounts up, in various names, and made
himself enough of his own money to buy that nice and quite large yacht that
he'd been looking at.

The downside to all this was that some work had to be done in person, hence
the visits every now and again to somewhere outside of his beloved France and
away from his chateau, his food, wine, his wife and his mistress. But tomorrow
he was due to fly back home and back to enjoying the right food, wine and
women. But right now, he was going to relax, have a much-needed massage
followed by a relaxing sauna, these were the things he was concentrating on
now.

In the massage and sauna room Rafael was already undressed with just a towel
around him and lying face down on the massage table. Waiting for the pretty
blond girl he'd seen working here to come in and put her hands all over his
body, well that was what he was hoping for, that's what he'd ordered! The door
opened to the massage room just as the man was wondering where his masseuse
was, where his nice little blond girl had got to. He smiled at the sound of
the door opening and as he turned his head towards the door expecting to see
... ... "Oh! Qui es-tu?"

He was confused at who this was that had entered the room, it certainly wasn't
the pretty blond masseuse, no this was someone different! He pushed himself up
onto his elbows and looked at the woman who entered, then he grinned and
smiled, this might not be the blond masseuse but instead she was a very
attractive Asian looking woman. She was a woman with an exotic 'Bollywood'
look about her, a look that he liked, but it was also the way that she dressed
that caught his eye.

Sameera was dressed up in the 'gift' that she'd found in her room when she'd
finally managed to get out of the lift and to her room. There was a pair of
beige coloured boots that went just above her ankles and with light pink fur
around the tops of them. Next was a pair of very fine legs going up to beige
tight shorts, again with the light pink fur around the edges. Going that bit
higher was some firm bare midriff and a sparking green jewel in her
bellybutton. Rafael's eyes carried on to a beige crop top, a top that had
short sleeve arms and dropped down in the front to show her ample cleavage
nicely. Also attached to this sexy top was a large hood that was up but her
attractive face and long dark hair that came down over her shoulders and onto
her chest could all be easily seen and admired. To complete all this was some
more of that light pink fur that ran around the edges of the stylish hooded
crop top.

Rafael was impressed, delighted with the how the woman looked as she moved
across the room towards him, she wasn't the blond he'd expected and had
booked, but this one would do even better. Plus, he liked the festive theme of
the Santa outfit, she looked very sexy in it and as she got closer to him, she
was looking even better with every step she took. He was going to really enjoy
this and would ... ... , WOOSSSHHH! THUD! UUUUHHHHHH!

Sameera moved fast, too quick for the man to even realise what she was doing
but he'd certainly knew, felt what she had done. When she got to just the
right distance the woman had thrown herself into a spin, twirled herself
around and at the same time brought her arm up high. As she came out of her
spin, she was stood next to the massage table and in line with the man's lower
back, so all she had to do was to drop herself down fast and at the same time
bring her arm downwards and ram her elbow into that part of the man's exposed
lower back, to where it would hurt him the most!

The Frenchman's body jolted violently, the pain was so intense that it even
stopped him screaming too loud, it hurt that much. His body carried on shaking
and shaking as he whimpered and cried, but this was only the start. Sameera
grabbed onto the closest of the man's leg and unable to stop her, to defend
himself, to do anything the woman had control of him. She swung that leg off
the table, so that the rest of his body followed and came off the massage
table.

His legs came down and feet hit the floor, but even as his feet touched the
floor and he was forced to put weight on them this sent a trembling sharp
stinging pain rushing up and through his back. Rafael's feet wobbled as he
couldn't bear to put any weight on them and again his whole body shook. The
man reached out onto the table, he grabbed hold to try and keep himself from
falling down. But this just provided the woman with a better target, his back
was now facing her WHACK! THUD! WALLOP! OOOOOWWWW!

The exotic Asian woman slammed her fists into his back, using his back, using
him as a convenient punch bag. She drove her clenched hands into him, his
back, his spine, swinging punches that came around and into his side. She hurt
him again and again with each punch, each blow, each strike. The pain the man
felt was so intense he was having difficulties even trying to breath, short
sharp gasps were all he could manage as she struck with her fists and
increased the pain that he felt. Then the woman stopped, but even so the pain
was there. She took a step backward and once more spun herself around, but his
time she used her leg, her foot to drive home another devastating blow, CRACK!
ARRRRRHHHHHH!

A spinning kick, a festive Santa boot and a foot well placed into his back and
Rafael hands shuddered, he lost his grip on the massage table and dropped down
to the floor. But this woman wasn't going to let him off with just that or
give the man any time to recover, let along think. Her hand grabbed hold of
him by his hair, he was trying to cry out in pain, in agony, but the hurt his
body was feeling even griped his vocal cords.

Sameera yanked Rafael upwards, he had no option but to do as she demanded of
him. Up on to his feet he came and when almost there the woman grabbed onto
his arm and WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! He went flying as the female Santa tossed him
over her body and dropped him down towards the massage room floor, but even as
he fell and was almost there on the floor the woman once more grabbed onto
him. Taking control of him by griping hard onto a handful of his hair, and
before he could fall all that way down, she had him and she ran with him.

With one hand holding him by his hair and halfway down to the floor the woman
ran with him, tugging, pulling, dragging him alone until she built up some
speed and the stopped suddenly. She, stopped just in front of the solid wooden
door of one of the saunas, she stopped but he didn't! She made him carry and a
throw his head and the rest of him into the very solid door, CRUNCH! His head
drove into that door, blood splattered out everywhere, Rafael dropped down
onto his hands and knees, a very broken man. Sameera reached out opened the
sauna door, grabbed onto the man hauled him up again, throwing him into the
hot room.

She turned up the heat, fully, and stepped inside, closing the door behind
her. Some 10 minutes later and after Rafael had been dropped by a high kick
and was then 'restrained', he was in a whole new world of pain. He was almost
unable to breath, not only from the extreme heat of the sauna, which Samarra
loved. But from the fact his head was being squeezed in-between the very fine,
strong legs of the exotic Asian female. His body was sweaty and burnt from
being knocked around in the room by the woman and by him 'accidently' landing
on the hot coals a few times!

The woman used her fists, feet and knees to pound him around that enclosed
small room, and onto the coals, then her strong legs squeezed around his head
and body. Her arms also got a work out, slipping around his neck, flexing,
tighten around his windpipe. All of this until he was broken, fully broken,
and unable to take anymore, so up he was hauled form the floor. Both her hands
holding onto his head and when he was halfway up, her hands moved quickly,
they twisted sharply, there was a loud almost 'Snapping' sound, a loud CRUNCH!
The man's head and body went twisting around as he went tumbling across the
room and fell onto the coals once more. But this time he didn't jump off those
hot coals, he just lay there! Sameera now left the sauna, secured and locked
the door behind her as she exited and hung up a sign over the glass in the
door, 'Out of Order!'

As the attractive, exotic Asian woman walked away from the sauna a lovely
looking blond masseuse entered the room, looking quite fine in her short,
tight fitting little white uniform. The Mason girl smiled as she made her way
to the blond, stripping off her Santa outfit and expose her hot, sweaty,
gorgeous body. Now naked Samarra reached out, her hand grabbed onto the blond
woman's face pulled it to her and kissed her. There was a long, lush, tongue
delving girl on girl kiss, which both women enjoyed a lot. The exotic woman
was ready for an erotic full body, girl on girl body massage form the
masseuse, ready to feel the blonds hands all over her body and then, well
maybe the two of them could have some fun ... ... !

The 11th & 12th Suits of Christmas - Miss Donna and Miss Louise were the last
of the Mason girl to have their opportunity to get their 'targets' dealt with!
But that didn't matter, Donna and Louise after all did always get their jobs
done! These women did have some experience at all this, they were the first of
the Mason girls and had done more than their fair share of jobs in the past!
This blond and brunette had been the first to have been asked by Jonathan
Mason to be his assistances, but 'assistance' didn't really cover 'everything'
that these ladies did for Jonathan! His companions was a much better
description, but as more ladies joined this soon became the rich young man's
entourage of lovely female companions, his group of very lovely ladies.

But right now, it was down to the first ladies of this entourage to finish off
the tasks that this group of beauties had been set. Donna and Louise where
already in position and waiting for their moment, but as the girls knew, the
best things always come to those who wait.

Down on the ground floor of the Excelsior Hotel were a number of conference
and event rooms, one of these had, on quite a few occasions, been turning into
a boxing events venue. Where there had been a full-size ring in the centre of
the room and around it a good number of seats could fit for an intimate fight
experience to take place and for an audience to enjoy the show.

Today the room had been set up with the ring for one of these experiences, but
this time there was only a small number of very comfy seats set out. This was
a very private fight that was going to take place, and only a very small
number of people would be able to watch this. Inside the room was Alberto and
his family and Hassan and his family. These two men knew each other, had grown
up here in the City together and now worked this city for their own benefit.
Alberto's parents had come from Italy and moved here many years ago, Hassan
parents where Moroccan and again had arrived in the City a long time ago.

Both men liked to keep their strong links with their parents' home countries
and where rightfully proud of their heritage. Both men when they were much
younger had gone to school together, they knew each other, and both men had
returned to their parents' home countries for a number of years and learnt
they 'chosen career' back there. They'd learnt about gang life, how to run a
small gang, and then how to make it big. Both men knew about the seedy side of
racketeering, prostitution, gambling, extortion, drugs, murder and how a gang
can use these and profit from them! When they'd learnt all that, and some
more, each man had returned and was determined to make his parents new home,
the City, theirs!

But even so there was some well deserved mutual respect between the two men,
one who was expanding his empire in the West of the City, and the other whose
corporation was growing in the East side of the City. Each man's lives were
also very similar, they'd both married, they'd both had son's, of similar
ages, who'd all gone to the same private, decent school together. Both men
were also on their second, much younger, bimbo or was that trophy wives and
both men still managed from time to time to go out, to socialise and eat with
each other. After all they were still 'friends' in a respectful, roundabout
way.

But with the Christmas gathering of all these 'bad men, gangs, groups and
various associated individuals' it gave Alberto and Hassan the opportunity to
sort a small issue out. Alberto eldest Son, Cesare who was 23, and Hassan
eldest Son Ahmed who was 22, both wanted to see who was the best in the ring!
Both these young men, these up and coming nasty men, where into boxing, and
although they'd not been allowed to meet in the ring on a proper fight card,
there was this strong rivalry. Each of these young men knew he was better than
the other and these young thugs wanted to having it out in the ring and sort
this out, once and for all. The Father's each thought it was a good idea, as
each thought that their Son was the better boxer and it would give them one
over on the other man. So, the fight was arranged for here in the private room
of the Excelsior, where the ring had been set up.

Sat down in their comfy chairs in front of the ring, that was currently
covered in darkness as the lights where still off, and ready to watch the
upcoming fights was the gang boss's and their families. Everyone was settling
down ready for the under card fight to start, a warm up match between one of
Alberto's men and one of Hassan's men. This would get people in the mood for
when the Son's came on. To Alberto's left was his new wife Gina, a lovely
24-year-old who had all the looks and the body. To her left was Dino the
youngest Son of Alberto, the boy who was more interested in helping people and
maybe becoming a doctor than help out with the family 'business!' Then there
was Hassan, to his right was also his new wife, Shada, a very attractive
25-year-old who's beauty and figure where very noticeable. On her right was
Kamal, the youngest of Hassan's Son's, he was a young as the other boy Dino
and had wanted to work with animals and become a vet rather than spend his
time ruining people's lives 'working within his Father's company.'

For the two younger lads, the boys, who were both good friends away from all
of this, events like this were difficult for them, when the two families got
together like this. Dino and Kamal didn't like or agree with their 'family
business', plus neither lad got on with his older, bullying, Brother. Plus,
each lad felt 'uncomfortable' around each of their new Step Moms, when she'd
this hot it can be difficult at times to know where to look without going
bright red! And a hug with a busty Step Mom can give you more than you expect.
Plus, not only did both lads 'like' their own Step Moms, in a very naughty
way, both lads also 'liked' just as much their friends Step Mom in the same
way! Yes, gatherings like this for the two boys could be hard!

But this event was about the other Son's in each family, the older lads, it
was all about Cesar and Ahmed. It was their turn, again, to have the spotlight
turned on them. And, right on que, and just as everyone had settled down in
their comfy chairs the spotlights were literally turned on. The set of lights
over the ring came on and the area of the ring and all around it was out of
the darkness and fully illuminated.

But instantly there was something wrong! In the ring and lying on the floor
where the bodies of four men. Two of these where the pair of men one from each
'gang' that was going to provide the under card fight before the Son's where
let loose on each other. The other two bodies, one was a henchman from
Alberto's group, the other a 'business associate' from Hassan's gang! These
where the two men that where meant to have secured the room, making sure this
place was all safe and ready for the families to come in and enjoy the fight!
Seeing this the two main men, Alberto and Hassan, stood up they were looking
into the ring in shock, 'what the hell had happened here?'

Just then the two Son's came out of the set of doors that lead off to the
large dressing room area. Both where in their boots and shots with hands
bandages but no gloves. Each lad was now completing to his Father that his kit
had gone missing and ... ... Then even these juvenile villains noticed the
fallen men inside the ring, 'what the hell!'

At the moment from the rear of the ring two figures appeared as they made
their way, one on each side, up the steps at the back and to the ropes of the
ring. 'Who were these two?' That now made their way through the ropes and
stood, one at each rear post, who were they? The two figures that emerged from
the rear on the ring and where now inside where Donna and Louise the original
and first of the Mason girls not that anyone who was looking into the ring
cared about that, all they saw was two women. With all eyes on these women, as
it should be, they both flung a pair of boxing gloves into the middle of the
ring and amongst the already fallen men that where there. The two boxing lads
knew instantly that these where their gloves, the ones that had been 'stolen'
from them!

But it depended who you were to what you saw! The two young boys saw, 'WOW!'
The two Step Moms saw. 'Hmmmm!' the two older lads saw 'the thief that had
stolen my gloves!' And the two men, the bosses of the gangs, they saw
'trouble!' But there was also the way that both these 'intruders' into this
private boxing match where dressed, that also grabbed some people's attention.

The girls, Dinna and Louise, had, after reading the files they were giving and
seen that this boxing matching between the younger nasty ones had been
arranged, had had an idea. The girls both pulled out their closest an 'outfit'
that they had each worn when they'd taken part in their own little contests in
this very room some months ago. That evening had been when Jonathan had wined
and dined Charlotte and invited her to join his little entourage. Donna and
Louis had provided the entertainment in the ring so that the redhead had a
understand of what being a Mason girl was all about!

So now and here the girls where back in those outfit that Jonathan had provide
for that evening. Donna and Louise where dressed in the same style of outfit,
a pair of ankle length sports boots, then a pair of well fitted leather
trousers, showing that each girl had a pair of fine toned legs. Up further and
past each woman's toned abs was a sport top, which again displayed very
nicely, each girls 'assets!' Then elbow length figureless gloves, showing off
the women's toned upper arms, all finished off with a quiet lovely looking
neck collar. Quite an outfit, but there was more to this, the stunning
brunette that was Donna, her outfit was all in a spectacular leopard skin
design. And as for the gorgeous blond Louise, her outfit was in a very
striking zebra stripe pattern!

But added to this was an extra item, one that each of the girls had found in
the parcel that was in their room when they finally got out of that lift with
the bellboys! In these parcels was another item that seemed to blend in and
add to their already spectacular outfits. Around Louise's zebra pattern
outfit, she now wore a short sexy Santa coat with hood. The jacket had a
leopard skin design with the fur trim in a zebra pattern, the normal large
black Santa belt was replaced with a zebra pattern belt too. Donna also had a
bit of a mix and match going on with her sexy Santa coat and hood. As her
outfit had that leopard skin design, her coat was zebra pattern with the fur
trim and the big belt being leopard skin. Someone had thought about all this,
which was amazing as whoever it was also knew what the girls were going to
wear to complete their task as well, but who could that be?

Both the women's new coats weren't fully pulled around either so that their
original outfits and their fit bodies could also be seen clearly. Which was
still being appreciated by the two younger boy and their new Step Moms, just
then the 'men' of the family decided to sort this all out!

Hassan called out to the women in the ring as he moved towards it, he yelled
at them and swore at the women in a langue they didn't understand, but
recognised the tone he used. The women turned their heads and watched as he
approached the steps. Alberto also joined in, raising his voice and demanding
to know who had done this to the men that where already 'knocked out' in the
middle of the ring. Well they looked as if they were unconscious. The two
younger men, Cesare and Ahmed, decided to join in, they were now calling out,
shouting the odds and demanding to know why these women had 'stolen' their
gloves. "Well if you want your gloves back ... ... " the blond Louise spoke
for the first time, which was followed by, " ... ... why don't you come up
here and get them?" The brunette Donna finished off her friends' sentence.

There was a mocking tone to how both women said this, a tone that both Ahmed
and Cesare didn't like and these 'boy's' being boy's, it was too mocking to be
ignored so they both headed to the sets of steps and went up them. In a couple
of seconds both these men where ducking down and making their way through the
ropes and into the ring. 'They'd show these women and then they would have
their fight, and no one was going to stop them!'

One woman in each corner at the rear of the ring, four men laying out in the
middle of the ring and two new men who'd just climbed into at the two empty
corners on the nearside of the ring. Donna and Louise's head turned they
looked at each other, grinned, smiled and pushed themselves out of their
corners as if they were now ready to ... ... ! Well let's see.

Donna strolled with a wiggle over to Ahmed, while Louise moved sexily towards
Cesare. The two men also carried on and moved out of their corners with a
determination in their stride to get this sorted so they get on with the more
important job of their ... ... WHACK! UUUHHHH! SMACK! OOOOWWWW!

Outside the ring the two boys, the two Step Moms and the two Fathers all
jumped and shuddered at what had just happened, there was an initial shock
from everyone, then ... ... The younger Brothers both grinned, there was a
smirk and a smile of 'serves you right!' The two Step Moms gave slight giggles
and sniggers 'that will teach you!' The two Fathers gasped and shouted out
"You! Stop!" As if Donna or Louise would take any notice of that?

As the two men had reached the centre of the ring and the two women had almost
got there too, these Mason girls had made their move, Donna gave a jump
forwards, went up high, but not too high and brought her leopard skin
fingerless gloved arm around. Slamming it into the side of the Ahmed's face as
his mouth opened in preparation to have a real rant at her. At the same moment
Louise also made her opening move. She'd spun herself quickly around, and this
woman was fast, her leg went out and her lovely zebra ankle boot came flying
around and pounded into the side of Cesare's body, as he was still making his
way towards her.

Ahmed had wobbled at the blow to his jaw, even being a 'good' boxer like he
was and use to being in the ring, he'd felt the harsh blow and it had hurt
him. Cesare was also in pain as the boot that had driven into the side of him
had landed just in the right place to stop him in his tracks. Both men had
been caught out and they'd both staggered under the initial blows form the
women. But they were quick at shaking themselves back into shape and ready to
... ... SMACK! UUUHHHH! THUD! ARRRHHHH!

But obviously they weren't quick enough, as Ahmed shock his head and brought
it back to face the woman that had hit him, Donna had struck again. This time
it was a straight forwards punch into his chest, the shock made him catch his
breath and at the same time bring his head downwards. Which was when the woman
struck once more, as his head came down Donna lurched forwards, both her hands
grabbed onto the lads falling head. Then yanking his head down further, fast
and doubling him over she also drove her knee up hard, very hard, just in case
had and some protection there, and into his groin. She pounded him once,
twice, three time making sure she hurt him and drained him of his wiliness to
put up a fight. But if he wanted a fight, she was more than happy to oblige
him! But before she'd finished, she'd yanked his head down one last time and
drove her knee up into his falling face, and it was a very hard blow!

Cesare fared no better from Louise's follow up strike either. As he'd brought
himself upright after the strike to his side, as he caught his breath and now
stood tall the woman struck him again. A simple hop and kick out so her boot
went to his groin, where she caught him quite nicely, but it was only a 'tap',
just so that the man reacted. He saw the boot coming to his tender area and
went to jump backwards out of the way. Yes, she'd just caught him, made him
wince and brought a tear to his eye, but now he'd moved he was now in a much
better position for her real next strike. Louise jumped up high, spun around
in mid-air, the woman showing great athleticism. Twisting in the air, her leg
came around quickly and was then drive into the side of Cesare's face. That
blow should cool this hot head down, if it didn't, she could and would still
extinguish him and put him out!

With the two men stunned and struck, so easily by these women, it was now the
turn of the Father's, the bosses of these families and the criminal gangs to
have their say, No! They needed to get involved and stop this. Alberto and
Hassan, now started to make their way to the step and then they would get into
the ring and sort this all out. Of course, Donna and Louise could see the
approaching men, an extra two men in the ring wouldn't be too much of a
problem but it would make the already crowded floor much fuller!

With the men at the steps it was time to sort these lads out, Cesare had
tumbled down onto one knee the spinning kick for the blond had hurt and taken
him down in a way that no other 'man' had done before in the ring! Ahmed was
desperately trying to catch his breath as he dropped down to his knees, with
no protection in place as he'd been looking for his gloves, the brunette's
knocks to his groin and face had hurt! Each woman had a young, hurt thug of a
lad on his knees in front of her, and now it was a case of a simple step
backwards for each of the Mason girls and, WHACK! CRACK!

Louise shot her ankle boot out, drove that zebra patterned boot up and into
the bottom of the knelt Cesare's jaw. The young man's eyes rolled over, blood
splattered from his mouth, his body jolted and then he tumbled over to one
side. He was done for as his body fell, toppled over and down and his head,
his neck came to rest on the bottom rope of the ring, to stop him falling all
the way to the floor. Ahmed was on the receiving end of Donna's finishing
blow, with blood running out of one nostril, he looked up to see the brunette
twisting around. Then out of the corner of his eye there was a flash of her
leopard skin patterned boot as it came around and was slammed into his temple.
The blow dropped the young man, the 'boxer' went falling to the floor and next
to the other fallen men.

At this moment the two Fathers had made it up the stairs and where coming
through the ropes, but they were too late to 'save' their chosen Son's. It was
inevitable that Hassan would head straight for Donna's who's dropped his Son
Ahmed onto the canvas floor and that Alberto would rush at Louise for putting
his Son Cesare on the ropes. But the girls knew the men would be so focused on
just one of them they wouldn't be looking at the other women!

So, there was that moment when Alberto went running at Louise and Donna set
off to intercept him and at the exact same time Hassan was heading in the
direction of Donna, while her friend Louise was making her move to stop this
man. Donna ran and leaped up into the air, while Louise went low and dived
into a tumbling roll across clear part of the canvas floor. The two women
passed each other, one went high, one low, but whatever way they went the end
result would be the same THUD! SMASH!

Donna put her leg out and the flying Mason girl sent her ankle boot into the
face of the Italian gang boss, Louise came out of her roll and shot her
clenched fist up and into the Moroccan gang boss's groin. Two hard hits
stopped the men in their tracks, Alberto found himself flying now, with his
bust jaw he went backwards and towards the post and the steps he'd just come
up. Hassan put on the emergency break, he stopped instantly, he frozen and his
body quivered with pain and hurt as something was damaged, so that he could
only drop down to his knees.

The women were pleased after all that was easily done, for so-called 'men' in
charges of so-called gangs these two weren't that bright or even strong. Well
having been taken down by two women, it wouldn't look good for their
reputation would it. And of course, Louise had checked beforehand that the
security cameras in the room where working and recording properly just in case
the girls needed any extra proof about how they'd humiliated the men. Donna
had already arranged to send the video to the rest of these gang's members, to
show them how their boss had fallen. And so lead to some inter gang fighting
for positions and it would probably end up breaking the gangs up nicely!

With the bosses 'defeated' and done for the breakup of the gangs was assured,
all that was left was to brake the men. Donna moved quickly towards the corner
of the ring that Alberto had slammed back into, he was hurt and unable to get
himself away before the woman now went about pounding him as he was trapped
there. Her fists went hard into his face, his body, she bombarded him with
harsh blows. The brunette added her knee and her boot to the battering of his
body and soon the man had slipped down onto the canvas floor.

Nearby and Hassan could not get up off his knees as Louise was on him, he's
began her striking of the man the moment he'd dropped down onto them. The
blond woman lashed out, drove those fingerless gloves viciously into both
sides of his face. One hard fist after the other again and again and again,
mashing him up as she pounded him, she grinned knowing she could do this all
day, but disappointed that he wouldn't last that long. Again, his woman knew
the importance of using and throwing her knees and boots into an already
defeated man to finish him and to humiliate him some more.

With both men on the brink of ... ... ... Well the women knew it was time!
They turned to each other, there was a mutual, knowing look on their face,
then a slight nod. Donna moved close to Alberto and Louise was there right
next to Hassan. The women put their arms out, each Mason girl grabbed onto the
head of their chosen 'bad' guy, there was a fast movement by both women, arms
went twisting around and heads went, well there was a loud, 'SNAP' sound!

The two gang boss's bodies shuddered and then their limp bodies feel to the
canvas floor, which was now quiet fall of defeated male carcases! But that
wasn't quiet the end of all this, there was after all those other members of
the two families that had been sat outside the ring during all of this and had
just watched all this.

Outside the ring and Gina had been captivated by this, how these women had
beat the bad men so relentlessly and so hard, she'd even gabbed onto her Step
Son Dino and pulling him to her breasts, to 'comfort' him for all this horror!
Nearby and Shada had also been shocked, captivated and even thrilled by what
she'd watch unfold, the vicious beating of the men made her hold onto her Step
Son Kamal and hold him tightly, to protect him!

But now the two women the blond and the brunette, Louise and Donna where
coming through the ring ropes, down the stairs and were heading for the each
of the bimbo wife's and their young boys, 'what would happen now?' Well the
Mason girl had already had an idea about that!

Sometime later out in the changing rooms that the 'boxers' had used to get
ready and something else was going on. This was where Donna and Louise had
taken the 'watchers' of the events inside the ring, and got to know them a bit
better. And the Mason girls had got to know these remaining members of the two
families, very well indeed.

Louise was laying back on one of the long benches while Gina was using her
tongue and mouth on the blond, moving up her body, over that toned, flat
stomach around those large full breasts of the woman. Gina was enjoying her
new friends' flesh and behind her, her Step Son Dino was show just how much he
liked having her as his Step Mom by pounding his big boy cock into her.

On the other bench and the young lad Kamal was getting the tongue and mouth
treatment from both his Step Mom, Shada and the brunette Donna. These women
were licking and sucking, exciting, tantalising, tingling and torturing his
cock and balls, in a quite mind-blowing way!

As Gina moved herself up and was now kissing Louise, Dino moved and slipped
himself into the blond, on the other bench the las was laid down and Donna
moved herself around to cover Ahmed's face while Shada slipped herself onto
his tool. As all this was going on it was evident that these new friends would
need a lot more time together, after all there were a number of different
combinations to go through and the boys where determined at some stage to have
their friends Step Mom as well!

It was lucky that when they moved upstairs to the Mason girls' room for the
night that there was a connecting door between Donna's and Louise's room, it
would allow for some easy swopping over during the night, which was sure to go
with a bang ... ... !

In the Excelsior Hotel - At the end of the day, when all the Mason girls had
done their jobs and all was quiet in the hotel and nothing was stirring, not
even a mouse, when all was done and up in the girl's rooms and ... ...

Miss Maria, the Latin beauty had got the lad she'd meet in the corridor and
his lovely Aunt back to her room, the route back to the top floor had been
fraught with the three of them 'getting to know each other', so very much
better. All in various places and in various positions, and it had been so
much fun! But now in the Latino woman's bed she was laying onto top of the
older woman, the Aunt, as she tenderly kissed, caressed, licked and loved the
older woman. While behind her the young lad was showing what watching how
these two women were enjoying each other was exciting him! It was going to be
a long, hard night, and it would be full of so much fun ... ... !

Miss Sue Ling and her two new friends had rocked the back of the limousine, as
their bodies had moved about, got close, touched, rubbed together and
interlocked with each other. And there was a good chance they had caused some
damage to the suspension. That's when they moved into the hotel and up to Su
Ling's room and into her bed. There was much kissing of lips, faces, bodies,
sucking on each other tongues, nipples, breasts and other places! Plus, a lot
of licking of every part of each of these women's bodies. The blond, the Milf
and Su Ling where now ready for the three bellboys that she'd ordered to knock
on the door and then some more fun would start, KNOCK! KNOCK! ... ... !

Miss Charlotte, the Milf and the lad from next door had all got to know each
other very well in the lift. Then eventually, after Debbie had remembered to
press the button again, they had all made it to the redhead's room and into
her bed. The boxes from the lingerie shop had also made their way to the room,
which allowed the women to put on a sexy fashion show for the young lad. Then
the women put on a real 'show' for him! The two women grinding their bodies
into each other, they kissed and licked each other, and the lad was eager to
join in. And once the women unlocked the handcuffs that held him while he
watched, he was going to give them 'what for!' And that would make it that
much more fun for the women ... ... !

Miss Sade was back in her room after enjoying the hot tub, and it was now time
to enjoy the large bed. Hoe the secretary took charge of her new boss, the boy
Kyle, she lay back on the bed looking up at the boy who's lent over her and
doing her. Hoe had hold of that metal chain, it was around his cute butt as
she pulled on it as his arse went backwards and forwards. The black woman
kissed the secretary, and then her mouth, tongue, and her made their way down
Hoe's body, over her breasts, in-between the secretary bodies and her boss,
the boy's body, still held by that chain and controlling Kyle. Sade's tongue
moved further down that oriental woman's body, deep down to where all the
thrusting and action was taking place ... ... !

Miss Sameera in the massage room had had her session, a very good and very
thorough rub down from the blond female masseuse. The blond had got her hands
and those oils all over the exotic Asian woman's body, making both women's
body very slippery. The blond used her tongue, mouth, to fully relieved
Sameera of all her tension. Now in Sameer's room the favour was being returned
as the blond's body was now also fully relieved and satisfied. But one set of
hands was never enough, or one mouth or tongue, so a couple hotel bellboys had
been summoned to add to his hands-on rub down. The two female bodies where now
getting the full treatment, the full hands-on, mouth-on, tongue-on treatment,
the full treatment ... ... !

Miss Donna and Miss Louise had taken their new friends back to the rooms with
the connecting door.

In one bedroom, with a large bed covered in a zebra pattern sheet, and on this
bed was Miss Louise who was enjoying and being enjoyed by the lad Ahmed and
the other Step Mom, Gina. With a bit of a triangle going on here as the boy
was in heaven as blond Louise was using her mouth and was enjoying the lads'
cock. While at the same time, and in a different position, the Step Mom Gina's
tongue was lapping, expertly, at the blond Mason girl, while Gina in turn was
getting herself lapped by the eager lad Ahmed's tongue, defiantly a triangle
going on. Five more minutes, or maybe a bit longer, of this and it would be
time to change over, and see who would be satisfying who, that would be fun
... ... !

In the other bedroom, on the bed with the leopard skin patter sheet was Miss
Donna, she was laying on the bed with Shada sat on her face and some more
tongue work going on while this woman had hold of the brunette's large breasts
and was pressing them hard together as young Dino had his cock in-between them
and was pumping away. This gave Shada the opportunity to kiss, tongue and lick
the sweet Dion's face as he bounced forwards while tit fucking Miss Donna.
Five minutes earlier the woman had been swooped around and in another five
minutes they would swoop around again. If the lad hadn't shot his load by
then, but Dino knew who, this time, he was going to shot it all over ... ... !

And in another part of the hotel ... ...

In the corridor on the fourth floor one of the hardworking bellboys was on his
way to Mrs Jones room with a bottle of Champaign and himself! This was the
woman's second order of Champaign and a second bellboy, well she was 'thirty!'
Then up ahead of him he could see a particularly attractive woman, a slightly
older woman, but never the less very attractive, who was dressed in a
tradition red Santa's outfit. I her hand and over her shoulder was what looked
like a leather lead which went back behind her and was attached to a collar
around another of the bellboys as if she was taking him somewhere, all very
normal for this hotel! As he got closer the woman smiled, the lad smiled back
and suddenly there was a large puff of smoke or something like that? Maybe it
was even a cloud of magic dust, maybe it was, as the smoke then quickly
disappeared and so had the woman and both the bellboys, as the corridor was
now empty. How strange was that?

No more Suits left! -It was the morning of Christmas Eve, and up at the North
Pole, Santa was far too busy getting ready for that's nights delivery
schedule. He had no idea what else was going on around the workshop area as he
was sorting out all those many last minuet problems that always seem to arise.
Problems like 'where are all the presents?' So busy was 'everyone' that no one
noticed that Mrs Claus was nowhere to be seen. She was out of the way in her
own private room enjoying a bit of naughtiness while her husband was dealing
with everything else.

After her last visit to drop off presents at the Excelsior Hotel, Santa's wife
had found her own 'little present' wondering around the hotel. Well the
bellboy had been on his way to 'assist' with one of the hotels female guest
when Mrs Claus had 'bumped' into him and seeing as he did look so cute! She
thought she'd claim him, collar him, take him back as her own 'present', she
was sure no one would miss him for the night, or the day or a few more nights
after that!

In her room on that large bed that was covered with deep rugs, soft covers and
lots of pillows the present was unwrapped and enjoyed. And as Mrs Claus was
now getting to grips with and loving that Christmas tradition of giving and
receiving that the boy seemed so good at! As she 'gave' with her mouth and
tongue around and all over his large boy cock and balls, and he 'received' a
hearty blowjob for Santa's wife. As he 'gave' the woman a good seeing to from
behind as she grasped firmly onto the bed's headrest, as she 'received' a
sound pounding for the cute lad's talented cock. As this was going on in the
North Pole, back in the City and ... ... !

Back in the City and a last-minute gift was still waiting to be unwrapped,
this wasn't one of Mrs Claus's 12 special little gifts this year. No, this was
a little extra 'something', a few leftover bits and pieces that she had lying
around the place that Santa's wife though would be just a perfect last minuet
gift and would be appreciated by a few friends ... ... !

On this morning of the day before Christmas in the office of one Ms A. Stern,
the archetypal Headmistress of the Stern Academy, a well 'know' if somewhat
infamous school in the City and there was a surprise 'present' waiting for
her! But first of all, the dominant Headmistress had to get to her office to
find it in the first place. A mysterious note had found itself arriving with
her normal morning mails, the bills all got ignored as usual and 'woe betide
anyone that dare to send her a reminder!' But there was a note in with the
rest of her mail, a Christmas red envelope with a hand-written note inside say
'There is a little something for you in your office.'

Nothing unusual about that in itself, many of the school's boy and girls where
always trying to get her 'attention' one way or the other. But it was how the
envelope and card sparkled and the glittery 'dust' that gently covered both
that made the woman thing, 'Hmmmm!'

Ms Stern dressed, got on her bike and went to the school, her school. It was
most fortunate that she had gone there, having had received the note and
decided to see what was in her office. For as she got to the school there was
an obvious broken window that she spied as she drove up to the front of the
main building. A school closed down for the holidays and a broken window, the
Headmistress could think of only one thing this could possibly mean!

It wasn't long after arriving and seeing this that the woman had found the two
men that had broken into the school, tracked them down and beat them, and beat
them hard! It was towards the entrance and reception area at the front of the
school that Ms Stern had chased the men, caught them and dropped both of them.
One man, the taller one was already laid out on the floor. His face battered
and bruised, and he was already having difficulties with his breathing, he was
also sure that his leg was broken as well.

His vison from his swollen eyes was somewhat blurred but he could just make
out his patterner in crime who was on his knees close by and by the looks of
it was being choked by the woman dressed in leather who was stood in front of
him. Ms Stern stood there in all her mature female awe, the older woman, with
the looks, the body, the lust and the skill to dominate and beat any man. She
was in her leather bikers gear, the black boots, the tight black leather
trousers with the red stripe down each leg. And the black leather jacket that
hugged nicely around her curved chest, it must be admitted the fair-haired
older woman did look very sexy dressed this way!

The woman's hands where around his neck as her powerful grip tightened whilst
he struggled to answer her questions about why they were here! This similarly
pummelled looking man told the woman that these men had received a note in a
red envelope telling them that the school was empty and would be an idea
opportunity today to rob they place, so they had. But Ms Stern had turned up,
caught them, beat them and was now finishing off the men, in her own way.

The Headmistress realised one hand, brought it up and back then, WHACK! She
smashed this man hard across his face, then stepping backwards she throw
herself into a spin, her toned mature yet strong body went around fast. Her
leg went out and up, then, CRASH! Ms Stern's boot slammed into the knelt man's
temple. His whole body shook then instantly dropped forwards like a stone and
face first onto the floor of the school reception area. He was done for!

Turning around the Headmistress now moved to the other injured man already
laying on his back, but still in some form of consciousness. She took a step
towards and onto him, her boot came down across his throat as he lay there,
and she stepped up onto him. Then there was a twist, starting from her hips,
down her leg and lastly making her foot and that boot of hers turn sharply as
it lay across his throat, CRACK! UUUUUUUUU! There was a loud almost snapping
like sound, followed by a gurgling noise from the man, his body jolted, then
it was very still.

With the two burglars dealt with Ms Stern made her way to her office, time to
get the school caretaker out to fix the window. But 'strange that' her coming
to the school after receiving a note, and two small time criminals also
receiving a note! Almost as if someone had set up a nice little present for
the woman, a bit of a work out for her, but after a rough and tumble like that
it always put her in the mood for a 'different kind of rough and tumble!'

When she got to her office there in the centre of it was a very large box,
with a lid and a big red bow around it 'What do we have here and how did it
get here?' Ms Stern ditched her leatherjacket, untied the bow and took the
large lid off the box, 'My, My how very nice!' Inside the hugh box was a pile
of all different types, styles and sizes of red Santa's coats, suites and
outfits, almost as if someone had had a bit of a clear out. But in the middle
of all these was something else and Ms Stern smiled.

In the box was a naked young lad, a sweet little boy who wasn't so little and
looked as if, "Oh my you are a nice thing aren't you!" The lad who was a
bellboy from the City's exclusive Excelsior Hotel was quite use to odd things
happening and being naked from time to time, it was all part of the job and
the service the bellboys provided! Right now, he blinked as he focused on the
woman that was looking down at him, a very gorgeous looking older woman wear a
leather black bra that was straining under the pressure of her very
well-formed chest.

The last thing this lad remembered was walking down the corridor of the hotel
on his way to see Mrs Jones in her room on the fourth floor as she'd ordered
her second bottle of Champaign and second bellboy. He turned the corner and
seen this lovely looking woman dressed up a bit like Santa Claus then there
was some sparkly dust all around him and the next thing he knew was that lid
being taken off and him looking up at the gorgeous older woman. Then he
realised he was lying naked in a pile of Santa suite with a bottle of
Champaign next to him! 'So really it was all quite normal!'

Ms Stern grinned, smiled, and wondered if that 'work out' had been a prelim to
her enjoying the naked lad she'd just been given as a present? Well beating a
man or two, before raping a lad did always add a certain extra something to
the enjoyment of ravishing a youthful lad! But all these Santa coats gave the
woman another idea, a Christmas eve 'Santa Party!' Ms Stern knew lots of women
she could invite, who could dress up in their sexiest underwear and then have
a Santa coat on. Plus, the Headmistress knew so many willing boys and girls
form the school who'd eagerly give up their Christmas Eve to provide the
'entertainment' for the evening! 'Yes, a Santa Party, that would be a very
good idea!'

But first it was still only Christmas Eve morning, so plenty of time to have
some fun first before making those calls, there was some Champaign and a boy
to enjoy first! The lad looked up as the gorgeous Headmistress looked down at
his, then she reached into the box and grabbed hold of ... ... !