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Damn it!Of course it buzzes now when I’m about to have some fun.
I glanced down at the display: STOP.
It buzzed again and the display changed: GO TO ROOM 156.
Fine.I stepped over the boots and made my way down to room 156. At first I couldn’t figure out why it was sending me to this room instead of just back to the glass atrium. But then I saw the sign for Wiener Boulevard, and that made me think of the wiener Ghostie had promised me as soon as the contest was over. I bet he’d overridden the original programming of the watch and had it send me here instead.
There was a little hallway off the side of Wiener Boulevard labeled “150 to 159,” so I took that hallway.
I wondered what would be inside.
Ghostie in a Santa suit, ready to punish me for being on the naughty list?
Nah, I had a feeling that was going to be Teddybear’s role in this whole operation.
It could be some sort of Christmas sex dungeon…
Or maybe it would just be a normal room, and Ghostie would be completely naked, full spread on the bed.
Let’s find out.
I slid my skeleton key into the lock and opened the door.
HoHoHo - Chapter 12 - Santa’s Lap
Christmas Eve, 2013
All of my guesses were wrong.
It wasn’t a Christmas sex dungeon. And Ghostie wasn’t naked and full spread on a bed. Hell, Ghostie wasn’t even in there.
Instead, Room 156 turned out to be a hallway decorated in much the same way as the secret staircase we’d gone down earlier.
And it ended in the exact same place as that staircase had.
Slavanka was standing at the hot chocolate machine, and Ash was sitting on a bench with her boots propped up on her vanity. Ash must have gotten there first, because she already had a fresh mug of hot chocolate. She took a sip and the whip cream dollop sunk a little lower in her mug.
And then I noticed her lips.
“Wow,” I said. “What happened to your lip tattoo?” The formerly-crisp white and green stripes on her lips had turned into a smeared mint green mess. Ah! That little slut! She’d given someone head. Or maybe gone further.Oh please, oh please have straddled a soldier’s thick cock so I can fuck Ghostie tonight.
“What do you mean?” she asked, trying to sound innocent. She put her hot chocolate down and turned to her mirror. “Oh. Geez. I must have smeared it a little while uh…eating a cookie.”
“Mhm,” I said. “And I guess you also spilled some milk in your hair?”
“That cum,” said Slavanka as she handed me a fresh mug of hot chocolate.
Ash turned bright red. “Gah! Fine! I admit it. I got caught like eight times.” She wiped some cum out of her hair and downed the rest of her hot chocolate. “Oh my God. Do you think Santa saw? Can he see everything? He can. No. No, no, no. I’m definitely going to end up on the naughty list now. This is a disaster!”
“You sucked eight dicks?” I asked.
“Nine,” she whispered. “One room had a bunk bed. I think that’s how the cum got in my hair.” She bit her lip and smiled a little.
Yeah, she definitely loved giving that double blowjob.“Good job! And did you fuck any of them?” I put my hand up to high five her.
“No!”
I sighed. She was being such a cock blocker on Christmas. Ghostie was going to be so sad.
