DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR EASILY OFFENDED BY SEXUAL MATERIAL, BONDAGE, DISCIPLINE, FEMALE SUBMISSION OR OTHER SEXUAL SITUATIONS.

Esha, Axanna Morgan, Summer Morgan, Ms Americana, Flag Girl and Delta City are the creations of Mr. X. I came up with the villains.

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ESHA: THE NIGHT BEFORE XMAS

By Dark One

It was the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except that sexy thief Esha, and she was quiet as a mouse. Well, up to a point. Her victims weren't being very quiet at all.

"Mmmmmgghhh," Axanna groaned.

The beautiful Russian-born, American newspaper publisher was tightly bound. A purple rubber ball gag kept her inane thoughts to herself, though let a stream of drool slide down her chin. The blonde beauty knelt beside the ten foot Christmas tree across from the roaring fireplace. A million dollars in diamonds and rubies glittered around her throat and plunging deep into her cavernous cleavage. Another mass of diamonds and rubies hung from her ears and wrapped around her left wrist. Her clingy red silk evening gown was already stuffed into Esha's bag.

Axanna's knees were spread wide, and her ankles were crossed and bound tightly. Crimson rope, to match the rubies, was wrapped multiple times around her narrow waist, then used to bind her delicate wrists at her side. Another length of rope ran up the length of her spine, binding her ankles to her throat, forcing her to kneel with perfect posture, large tits thrust out. Esha had pierced her nipples and hung a pair of red Christmas Tree balls from them.

The beautiful blonde's own double dildo vibrator was shoved up into her by Esha, and turned on. Of course that was after Esha spent a good hour TAMING the haughty millionaire. The scantily clad burglar was quite proud of how fast and thoroughly she broke Axanna's will, and tamed her. Axanna was ruined for men now, and would likely become a notorious lesbian bondage slut. As it was, the horny publisher was riding that vibrating double dildo joyfully, climaxing time after time after time.

"There," Esha said, patting Axanna's daughter, Summer, on her head. "Don't you look precious?"

Blonde, blue-eyed Summer was stretched out spread-eagle atop the coffee table. Her long, long golden blonde hair spilled off the coffee table to pool on the floor below. Her arms and legs were each tied to a different leg of the coffee table, leaving her super shapely body extremely vulnerable and accessible.

The eighteen year old college freshman wore almost the same jewelry as her mother, except she had sapphires instead of rubies. Esha had removed her bright blue evening gown, to reveal the lacy garter belt, thongs, and black stockings. Strappy five inch silver stiletto sandals covered her feet.

Summer was just beginning to recover from being chloroformed unconscious. Esha watched with bated breath to see how this rich, spoiled rotten bitch reacted upon learning her predicament. She leaned over her, smiling down wolfishly.

"What? Where am I?" Summer muttered groggily. Her pretty blue eyes fluttered open, then seemed to focus on the smiling blonde above her. "Esha!"

"Oh my God, you recognize me," Esha said. "I'm so flattered."

Summer couldn't believe her eyes. Internationally notorious cat burglar Esha was standing over her. She was a woman as much known for her love to forcing herself upon her victims as for the things she stole.

Esha towered over her in her "costume." Really, it was just a skimpy black leather bikini, black patent stiletto pumps, black opera gloves and a black mask. Otherwise, she was tall, blonde and busty. Summer knew her true identity, thanks to Ms Americana. She was Barbara Cummins, a twenty-three year old swimsuit model. At five foot nine, with a 39-24-38 body, she was a sight to behold.

When Esha threw her leg over Summer and stood straddling the coffee table and the sexy teenage socialite, the college coed realized her evening gown was AWOL at that time. The bra was built into the gown, so with it gone she was topless, and the feel of cool air on her pussy said Esha had removed her lacy thong panties. And Esha was known to like molesting other women, especially pretty young things.

"Oh my!" Summer cried when Esha sat down on her stomach. "I don't swing that way."

"You do now, babe," Esha said.

Esha cupped the sexy society babe's full, firm breasts and gave them firm squeezes. Summer whimpered, struggling in vain to break free of the ropes. Esha smiled, knowing that pampered princess wouldn't slip her knots. Esha had a lot of experience tying women up.

The golden maned cat burglar spent the next ten minutes molesting the young beauty's tits, licking, sucking and nibbling on her tits and nipples. She had Summer panting, all sweaty and close to singing a different tone. Turning around, she looked down between Summer's legs and ran a finger up her slit.

"Someone is wet," Esha said. "And that someone is BOTH of us."

She stood up, slipped off her bottoms, then turned to face Summer's feet and promptly sat on the sexy coed's face. She ground her sopping wet pussy all over Summer's face, especially her mouth. Esha didn't stop until Summer agreed to eat her out, waited for the beautiful blonde to begin.

"So sick," Summer said, and took that first tentative lick. She licked Esha's sensitive cunt lips. The taste wasn't bad at all. In fact, it kinda tasted like cock. So she licked harder, and her tongue pushed up into Esha's slit. "Mmmmm."

"Good girl," Esha said. "I'll make you a tasty little lesbian before this night is through."

Esha enjoyed the feel of Summer's lips and tongue for a long moment. Then she leaned forward and spread the tasty teen's pussy lips wide, exposing the slit to air. Summer gasped, but kept eating her out. Esha began eating out Summer's bikini waxed blonde pussy.

The little tart climax within two minutes.

"Aaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee! So humiliating," Summer cried. Esha kept on licking, driving the sexy socialite mad. She tried to suppress her libido, but quickly realized it was a lost cause. Seconds later, she climaxed again, "Aaaaaaaiiiiieeeeee! Oh! Please! No! Aaaaiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee! I've been TAMED!"

Esha laughed. Was she good or what?

"Look Santa Chloro, someone left sexy treats for us!"

Esha's head popped up. Standing across the room was a man dressed up like Santa Claus, with others dressed in green "elf" costumes. The speaker was a very short elf, standing a few feet before them all and pointing at her.

"I see that Black Peter," Santa Chloro said.

A chill ran down Esha's spin. Santa Chloro was almost as famous as her in the world of cat burglary. And like her, he liked to chloroform his female victims, tie them up and fuck them soundly.

"No!" she cried, standing up. The men all immediately gawked at her bikini waxed blonde pussy. It was quite obvious she was a natural blonde, too. "I am Esha! Find a different house to burgle. I was here first."

"I don't think so," Santa Chloro said. "Ho ho ho, a fine fettered feast Esha has provided us tonight, my evil elves! Take her down."

Esha was considered rather arrogant and stuck up. Very self-assured. Totally self-absorbed, in fact. But she understood odds. There was no way she could fight off six grown men. She turned and ran. She didn't get more than a dozen steps before Black Peter tackled her around the knees.

"Bastard! I will rip your eyes out," she growled, trying to kick him off her legs.

It was no use. The other four elves ran over to help their cohort in crime. They dog-piled the super sexy cat burglar. Within seconds some lucky bastard pulled off her top, and someone's lips wrapped around a nipple and sucked hard. Fingers from three different men found their ways up her pussy, all at the same time, and another finger penetrated her bung hole.

"Yeeoow!" she cried, back arching. "I'm….ouch! Stop that!...ooohh, I am going to….ugh!"

The knee in the face dazed her. She lost all control of her limbs. It was only for a few seconds, but too long. The evil elves hooted with glee and bound her wrists to her elbows. That forced her shoulders back and her breasts forward. She felt supremely vulnerable as the elves dragged her before Santa Chloro.

"Ho ho ho," Santa Chloro laughed as he used a large candy cane as a dildo on poor Summer Morgan. Summer was delirious with passion, bucking and tossing her head back and forth. Esha watched open-mouthed, fearing the candy cane would find its way into her cunt next. "I've given this bimbo a truly SWEET puss, my evil elves! Ho ho ho!"

"Hey, Santa, can I decorate Esha here like she did Ms Morgan over there?" Black Peter said, coming up beside Esha with two red Christmas balls off the tree.

Esha's big blue eyes widened, recalling how she got the balls on Axanna.

"Uh, Santa Chloro, let's be reasonable," Esha said. She licked full red lips and continued. "We're both here for the same reason."

"We are?"

"Of course. We want to share in the Morgan's wealth, and enjoy some sweet Morgan pussy," she said. "Who doesn't want to fuck the Morgan Girls stupid? And there are TWO of them, both sexy bimbos bound, ready and helpless. I think you and your, um elves, should stay and enjoy their perfumed company. And I'll just take my loot and leave you guys alone."

"Ho ho ho! Did you hear that? Esha is a comedian, too, my elves," Santa Chloro said. Then he grinned evilly at Black Peter. "Do it."

"No!" she cried, as Black Peter pinched one of her nipples, then pulled it, stretching it. She struggled but the other elves held her firm. Esha watched with big round eyes as Black Peter slowly pushed that not so sharp Christmas ball hook through her abused and sensitive nipple. "Uuggh! Bastard. How dare you treat me like some mindless bimbo slut!" Then Black Peter repeated the process on the other nipple. "Yeow! Oh! I can't believe….uh, I am so going to kick your asses!"

They all laughed and some of the elves left her side. While Santa Chloro watched, and two elves held her tight, Black Peter slapped her fat titties around to watch them bounce with the Christmas balls dangling from her nipples. One of the other two elves went over to Axanna, removed her ball gag and thrust his cock into her mouth. The oversexed and sexually abused publisher immediately began to suck with enthusiasm. Meanwhile, the last of the evil elves knelt in front of Summer's face and started rubbing his cock all over that pretty face.

Esha couldn't imagine this would go well for her. And Black Peter proved her correct when he moved around behind the kneeling super thief, dropped his pants and started fingering her pussy from behind.

"Sweet! Santa Chloro, this bound up babe is wicked wet," Black Peter crowed.

"Ho ho ho, a real live BONDAGE babe," Santa Chloro said. "She's like a super heroine, juices best when all tied up and fucked."

"What! That is the most outrageous comment I've ever heard!" Esha cried. "I am way superior to those stuck-up super heroine bimbos!"

"Yeah, a superior piece of ass," Black Peter said, shoving a bold finger deep into her vagina. Esha grunted, back arched, rump thrust out and ground hard into the elf's hand. "Oh, she liked that!"

"Ho ho ho!"

"Uh….ummm," she grunted and groaned as Black Peter finger fucked her.

Santa Chloro produced a dark brown bottle and emptied some of the contents into a white pad. Esha swallowed hard, knowing what was coming next. She had a couple of those bottles always available. She even used one on Axanna and Summer a couple hours before. She struggled, but it was so hard to concentrate with that evil bastard finger fucking her like that. Then Santa Chloro pressed the pad to her face, covering her mouth and nose.

"Hmmmm!" she cried, trying to hold her breath. Even holding her breath the fumes were rising up into her nose. It was enough to make her world tilt. Esha hated to admit it but she was just as susceptible to chloroform as your average super heroine. She probably had the Aphrodite gene as well, dammit. Very quickly her frazzled mind was even more confused and she started to breathe. "Uuumm."

"There she goes," Santa Chloro said.

Esha was taken to the brink of unconsciousness before he removed the chloroform pad. It left her woozy and weak. She was totally unable to put of the merest fight. Black Peter hooted with wicked glee and pressed his cock to her pussy lips, then gave it a firm push.

"Ugh," she grunted, feeling him filling up her tight pussy.

"This slut is tight," he said, voice strained. "She must be a fulltime lesbian or something."

From behind, Black Peter reached around to grab her big tits as he began to pound her pussy properly. Esha groaned and arched her back even more. Then Santa Chloro unzipped and pulled out his monster cock. Seconds later, it was shoved down her throat.

Esha began sucking.

"Ho ho ho! Esha sucks better than a crack ho!"

Esha groaned and kept sucking. She loved the taste of cock. Didn't know why, since she was a devout lesbian. Maybe it was all that cock she was forced to suck after Ms Americana unmasked her. All those government agents who wanted her to steal for the government, all took the chance to fuck her first. Hell, they passed her around and broke her will on their cocks, then made her like it. Only then did they broker a deal with her, and it wasn't to her advantage, either. But it didn't take her long to strike out on her own again.

Cutting her eyes first left, then right, Esha saw the men had all paired off on the three women. All three bound women were getting it on both ends. Axanna was clearly having machine gun orgasms, but she was the most rev'ved up prior to their arrival. Even Summer was beginning to climax repeatedly and fast under their intense attention. Worse, Esha didn't have the self-control to fight her own climax after being chloroformed by Santa, so was at the brink within just a minute or so.

Esha cut her eyes up and locked eyes with Santa Chloro. He looked so triumphant and glorious. The beautiful cat burglar lost it then, and climaxed.

'Uuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

"Wahoo, we tamed Esha!" Black Peter cried, and in his excitement creamed her pussy. "Oh, yeah. That felt good. Almost as much fun as when we fucked Ms Americana a couple years ago."

Esha was shocked. She knew Ms Americana was captured a couple of Christmases back, and given to a crime lord. Later, it was learned that super snobby, uber stuck-up Brenda Wade was really Ms Americana. Two days later her gorgeous ward, Lydia went missing. Lydia was currently working as a porn actress in Hollywood, probably forced to do it against her will. Ms Americana had many rumors about her fate. The most persistent was that the crime lord had her strangled, then had her shapely body stuffed and she was currently on display in full costume in his trophy room. Next, was she worked as a street whore in Sugar Town. Esha's informants said the vanquished super heroine was a streetwalker.

"Uuuuummmmmm!" Esha cried, climaxing again at thoughts of Ms Americana brought down. She masturbated at least twice a week to thoughts of Ms Americana and Flag Girl's fates. Usually while watching one of Flag Girl's porno videos. Esha climaxed again, "Mmmmuuuggghhhhh!"

"This bitch can't control herself," Santa Chloro laughed. "Such a harlot. Ho ho ho! Uh? Ooooooh."

Santa's cum ballooned Esha's cheeks. Her eyes wide, she wondered how any man could have so much cum. Swallowing over and over, Esha got it all down without losing more than a few drops, that dribbled down her chin and onto her heaving tits.

Santa Chloro and Black Peter swapped ends, and it began anew. The other elves also swapped ends on their girls. After a while, they swapped girls. The abuse went on for hours, until all three women were soundly fucked and every man sated.

The Morgan Girls were left tied up as Esha had tied them to start out the evening. Esha was hogtied and left under the tree, ball-gagged, a red ribbon in her hair and a tag that read:

To: The Police

From: Santa Chloro

After Santa Chloro and his evil elves cleaned out the mansion of all valuables, including the fabulous jewelry adorning the two socialites, the evil cat burglar picked up the phone and dialed 911. He didn't say anything, but just laid the receiver on the end table. Esha could hear the 911 operator's voice.

While his elves filed out with self-satisfied smiles, Santa Chloro looked the three women over and grinned. He winked at Esha and departed without a word. Within moments of their departure, Esha heard the first sirens. The police would respond extra fast to a 911 call from someone as rich and important as Axanna Morgan.

Fortunately for Esha, she was a devoted bondage babe and escape artist. Within minutes the sexy siren of the night had wiggled loose and started putting her bikini back on.

"I would love to stay and keep you slutty bimbos company, but I have to go and find that fat bastard and spoil his Christmas cheer," Esha said, eyes narrowed and almost growling. "Nobody chloroforms me, ties me up and fucks me like some bimbo super heroine!"

Esha's midnight blue van was waiting outside. She cursed furiously when she found that her rivals had cleaned it out as well. The sexy cat burglar had robbed two other filthy rich homes that night prior to arriving at the Morgan place. They got all of her loot. But she would get it all back, and then some.

Due to the police approaching, she had to go right down the street. She wasn't sure which direction Santa Chloro went, so it was as good as any. As she rounded the first bend in the road, Esha spotted the first couple of police cars turning into the Morgan driveway. She smiled and continued on. Within five minutes she spotted a large panel truck pulled up to the front door of a dark mansion.

"Ah, that was easy. Idiots," she said.

It was the Garza Mansion. They were reportedly out of town for Christmas. Aspen, if she recalled correctly. She'd planned to hit their house tomorrow night, or the next. No hurry. The Garzas were not expected back until after New Years.

She parked on the street and snuck up. The elves were busy loading the panel truck with valuables - mostly paintings and other art objects. She had to admit, Santa Chloro had a good eye.

They were coming out one at a time. So Esha emptied a bottle of chloroform into a pad and waited in the shadows. When the next elf came out, she snuck up behind and pressed it over his face. He was strong, but unprepared for her attack. The idiot breathed in a big lungful right off, and all she had to do was hang on. He was soon passed out in the back of the truck. Esha smiled and eased back into the shadows.

The next elf stopped to gawk at his comrade passed out. That allowed Esha to sneak up from behind and put him down as well. The third man was that bastard Black Peter, and he dropped faster them any of them. The next two went just as easily, and soon she had five elves laid out side-by-side in the back of the panel truck.

Esha waited and waited, but Santa Chloro didn't come out. Why not? Wasn't he wondering where his evil elves went? Finally, she couldn't handle it any more. With a refreshed chloroform pad in hand, Esha stealthily entered the house.

The uber thief searched all over, but couldn't find the kinky old elf.

"Ha! The fat coward ran away," she said, pleased with herself. "Good thing for him, too, because I was going ream his ass out good for what he did to me tonight."

An arm came out of nowhere and wrapped around Esha from the left, then a big hand grabbed the hand holding the chloroform pad. Before she realized it, he had her hand to her own face, pressing the chloroform pad into her face. Esha gasped and sucked in some chloroform. Having already been chloroformed once that evening, she quickly felt the effects. In less than a minute the super stacked super thief succumbed to the chloroform.

"Ho ho ho! We'll see who's ass gets reamed tonight!" Santa Chloro said.

The evil Santa Claus carried the beautiful cat burglar out to the panel truck. Bound her tightly hand and foot, and tossed her in with his unconscious elves. Then he closed the back door and got in the driver's seat. And headed downtown.

Meanwhile, the evil elves began to wake up. They found their attacker helpless and unconscious. When Esha woke up, she was on her back, bikini gone and legs thrown wide. Black Peter was between those mile long, satiny legs. She spent the next hour being gang banged in the back of that truck.

Esha was barely coherent when the truck stopped and Santa Chloro opened the back door. She was pulled out and forced to stand before Santa Chloro on wobbly feet. All she wore now as her stiletto pumps, opera gloves and mask. Santa looked her over with wicked relish, then reached up and pulled off her mask.

"No! Not the mask!" she cried. "I've been face stripped!"

"So, you really are renown bikini model Barbara Cummins? I thought so," he said. "But now, you are renown street whore, Barbi Cums-a-lot."

"Never!"

"Ho ho ho, wanna bet?" he said, then turned and marched deeper into the alley.

Esha was pushed along after him by the evil elves. In no time they come up to a motley group of homeless men huddled in their misery with bottles in brown paper bags and whispering among themselves.

"Ho ho ho!" Santa Chloro said. "Hello, my fine gentlemen. Santa has come with a wonderful new toy for one and all. A full sized porno action figure, called Barbi Cums-a-lot."

Esha was thrust forward, stumbled in her sky high heels and fell to her knees before the wide-eyed men. There had to be thirty of them, and to a man they looked at her with terribly hungry eyes.

"That's right, this finely fettered femme fatale is your new fuck toy," he continued. "Merry Christmas!"

Esha didn't know if he said anything else. The bums all converged on her eagerly. Still half zonked out on chloroform, Esha was in no condition to defend herself against puppies and kittens, much less a horde of sex-starved homeless men. Within seconds she had a dozen fingers jammed up her pussy and sphincter, more hands stoking her legs, hair and side, and sucking mouths on both nipples. And worse, some gap-toothed wino with the worst breath imaginable had her in an unrelenting liplock.

After the hour long gang bang in the back of the truck, Esha was in sexual overdrive. She groaned wantonly and ground herself into the hands exploring her nether regions. Soon the weight of their numbers bore her to the hard, cold concrete. Before she knew what was happening, superstar bikini model Barbara Cummins, A.K.A. uber cat burglar Esha, was on all fours and taking it up the ass and down the throat.

"Ah, Esha never looked so good," Santa Chloro said, sounding quite pleased with himself. "You boys like your Christmas present?"

"Yes!" They cried. "Thanks Santa!"

THE END