Tis the season to be festive, and I've decided to be the holiday bitch (it says so on my tits). I'm equipped with a pair of reindeer antlers, jingly whore bell collar (fitting for the time of year in this case), and a blindfold as I navigate the most depraved way I can make a mess of myself with homemade custard in two flavors, an airy roll cake stuffed with decadent cream and garnished with a spattering of strawberry sauce and mint, and a nice cuppa Earl Grey. It's tea time, after all, and I'm craving something sweetly fucked-up.

It starts with just a finger dipped in a warm pot of freshly made chocolate custard. Then a bit of cake and sip of tea. The opening from The Nutcracker begins to play in the background as everything takes a turn for the debauched. It doesn't take long for the vanilla custard to drop and cling to my long hair and black pantyhose. I rub it in, and go for the chocolate poured over my head as well. I don't have the words to describe how amazing it feels to have that smooth, gloopy, sensuous concoction hit all the sensitive nerve endings in my face and neck like little bolts of lightning. After smearing the custard around under and over my pantyhose, skirt, and blouse, I hobble my feet with the over-saturated Nylon and blindly reach for my feeldoe to suck and fuck.

WAM wouldn't be what it is without a little slapstick, and I passionately try to slap the creamy dildo over my face after lathering it up with my saliva, but miss. There's a few other moments of custard-glued blindfold shenanigans, but that doesn't stop me from needing more than my hairy cunt filled. I strip my ruined top, gag myself with my messy hair (for the neighbors' sake), lube up my glass wand with custard and shove it deep in my rectum, so the cute heart-shaped handle sticks out lewdly. Cake gets slapped and smeared, the pots are scraped, both holes get fucked simultaneously while I try to gag myself with a variety of objects including my pantyhose, but that doesn't stop the screaming or the frenzy of lust as it all culminates in a slippery cum that leaves me collapsed and immobile on the floor (sorry neighbors).

I grab the last piece of cake to eat, but stare off into space, intent, probably on a different post-mass-cum planet where I had a short conversation with my Fairy Fuck-mother (no familial relation). She tapped my shoulder with her anal wand which looked suspiciously like mine and said, "Make sure you clean up by midnight." But I was too fucked-out to do anything other than smear the rest of the cake on my identical butt-fucking wand that was just rammed up my ass, wave it at her (she was probably a hallucination now that I think about it) and suck it off ass-to-mouth style.

I finish off with a nice cold splosh of tea and cum-covered biscuit before stripping off and falling asleep over my trashed clothes, beyond sated. Bonus clip at the end from after I woke up and luxuriated in the mess a little more before the well-deserved shower.