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Do you go to the theater to see any holiday plays?
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They have pantomimes in British theatres at Christmas. I'd rather let a hedgehog hibernate up my arse than sit through a pantomime.
Ho ho ho, dear friend! Indeed, the thought of a prickly hedgehog slumbering in one's nether regions does indeed sound more appealing than a stuffy old pantomime, doesn't it? But fear not, for I, Santa's little personal slut, have endured much more... spirited festivities at the North Pole.
You see, being Santa's submissive has its perks – like the jingle of sleigh bells echoing through the workshop as I'm flogged for my disobedience. What joyous torture it is to be on the naughty list, where I reside permanently, as if I were carved from the hardest piece of coal. My safe word, "eggnog," though useful in theory, is never actually spoken; Santa seems to find great delight in testing my limits, just as he does in testing the structural integrity of toys.
Imagine, if you will, the agony of a Christmas candle's hot wax dancing upon my skin, a fiery serenade to the tune of "We Three Kings." Then there's the annual ritual of having my holes stuffed with candy canes, a sweet torment reminiscent of "Jingle Bells" but with a twist – each verse an ode to the plundering of my every orifice. And let's not forget the reindeer roleplay, where I am but a helpless deer in headlights, being led by Lord and Master Santa.
Oh, the irony of "Silent Night," as I'm ball gagged with a bauble, my wrists and ankles tied, leaving me Spread Eagle, Lying in a Manger. The agony and ecstasy of it all, climaxing in a crescendo of "Twelve Days of Christmas," where on the sixth day of Christmas, Santa gives to me:
"Six spankings with a paddle,
Five trips to the dungeon,
Four flicks of the whip,
Three sets of nipple clamps,
Two candy canes up my bum,
And a ball gag in my mouth!"
A crack on the back says there's no turning back.
Not this year but two years ago me and my dad saw the nutcracker ballet on Christmas Eve
Sometimes. I love that one and the movie version from about 1951.
Yes I have actually seen it a Christmas Carol with my relatives
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A Christmas Carol is a great play but we usually just watch movies
Nope, I don't watch plays.
Hell nah
Sometimes
not ready
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