I signed on as an elf and in hind sight I must admit I did not take it seriously.The duties done, the night still young, it was time for some more adu...lt fun. ad, from the look on Santa’s face as he removed his beard, my buns would be featured prominently in his present to me. There was my Santa still sitting down decked out in a suit of red with a large black belt and a red with white fur trimmed cap. He settled into an armless large white wooden chair, brushed off his red clad lap and tapped. He say that madam yours swim suit must be high quality, as it feel i am press naked boobs .She says yes it’s imported material .Master ji explain us that, it’s very rare and continued measuring other part . I at that time regain my composer put one hand on her breast squeeze her left breast .She crossed her leg as i can feel she might get wet after constant squeezing .Master ji get involved in measuring for pant .She look at master ji put hand in my trouser open the zip ,penis was hard as much. Jamal couldn't help but wantto rape that tight cock-hungry body of yours." She soaped my body up,although I took over and douched my ass and cleaned my dicklette becausea sissy fag should never let a woman touch those parts, and showeredoff. As we sat by the lockers drying ourselves off, she handed me abag. "You're so lucky your Daddy is so thoughtful. He figured you'dmake a mess of yourself today, so he left you a change of clothes." Itwas a similar outfit to what I wore before, except. How did womenstand that?"You're so cute!" my sister exclaimed."Yes, adorable! The high heels fit perfectly!" Mom agreed.I didn't think so. The dress was ridiculous, but that's what happenedevery single morning, and there was nothing I could do! For 4 years nowthey forced me to wear pageant dresses. Not once they allowed me to wearregular clothes! But that wasn't my main concern right now."My feet huwt!" (My feet hurt!), I wailed."Oh? Why is that?" Mom asked."The high heewth! Pweathe take them.