# Its Christmas

Author: Cederwyn Whitefurr
Tags: First Time, M/F, Reindeer, Violence, Vixen

Its Christmas...

(c) Cederwyn Whitefurr  
  
October, 2003.  
  
All Rights Reserved

Everything was in readiness. All year, the Elves had worked around the clock  
  
in the workshops, building the toys that would soon go out to all the good  
  
boys and girls around the world. Indeed, as the sun shone down on the  
  
sparkling snowy fields; the smoke rising from the workshops and other buildings; the crisp artic air...it was truly a picture of majestic beauty. Now the one day was upon them, it was a last minute rush to ensure everything was in readiness for the big night. Elves rugged up against the cold loaded the presents into the sleigh, yet more brushed and groomed the Reigndeer, and yet more busied themselves with a million last minute tasks.

Rudolph as per usual, strutted and posed before the other Reigndeer,  
  
asserting his pride of place amongst them as the leader. Many secretely  
  
resented the snobbish, arrogant Buck, but they would never dare speak up  
  
against Rudolph.

\*

He was after all, the Master's favorite.

\*

Rudolph's cold, callous gaze sent involuntarily chills rippling across the gleaming pelts of his herdmates. They stood their ground, eyes staring

  straight ahead, but they could not stop the shivers that fell on them, when  
  
Rudolph glared at them. Like a General reviewing his troops, Rudolph gave  
  
each a critical glare, then moved on to the next. Well did they know the  
  
punishment for failure in the muster - especially on this day. Resolute, the  
  
Reindeer stood in the snow, the cold biting deep into their finely furred  
  
coats, but they stood like statues, fearing the Master's wrath, more than  
  
the cold.

Snorting, Rudolph marched back up the line again, his gaze looking for the  
  
slightest imperfection or even a single hair out of place. Many passed the  
  
muster - all except Blitzen....

As Rudolph marched back up the line yet again, Blitzen's muzzle wrinkled and  
  
he sneezed violently, then began giving convulsive hacking coughs.

"Blitzen - stand forward!" Rudolph snarled, his voice cracking like a whip.

Eyes wide, Blitzen moaned and his ears pasted flat, as he tried to bravely  
  
stop his awful coughing.

"Stand forward!" Rudolph shrieked in growing rage.

Tears welling in his deep, liquid brown eyes, Blitzen took a hesitant step

  forwards, his hooves crushing the snow beneath them with a quiet rustling  
  
sound.

Rudolph glared down at the cowering Blitzen, who shook as if stricken with  
  
palsy.

"I...Rudolph...mercy!" Blitzen wailed pitifully.

"Mercy?" Rudolph ground out through clenched teeth. "Mercy? Oh - believe me, what I would do to you, would seem kind compared to what the Master will do."

"I can't help it, I've been sick for a few weeks!" Blitzen stammered. "Oh please, please don't punish me, truthfully, I couldn't help it...you must believe me!"

Snorting in apathetic disgust, Rudolph whirled and both hind-hooves crashed  
  
into Blitzen's chest. Blitzen shrieked and crashed to the ground, gasping  
  
and convulsing.

"You all know the punishment for failing me!" Rudolph screamed at them. "I  
  
go lightly on you miserable wretches all year! Then, the one day and night,  
  
that the I need you all to be at your best...this is how you reward my  
  
kindnesses?"

Blitzen croaked and coughed up a frothy bloody phlem, which he spat into the  
  
snow.

"Stand down Rudolph - " Came a soft, feminine voice.

Outraged, Rudolph spun back around and looked for the source of the voice,

  then his eyes widened and he dropped to one knee, sliding the other foreleg  
  
out and laying his neck and head in a line alonside the stretched foreleg,  
  
in a deep and elegant bow. His ear flicked and he rolled his eyes backwards,  
  
to see the other Reigndeer had already bowed...and this only infuriated him  
  
more.

Before the Reigndeer, stood a young Artic Fox Vixen. She stood a shade over  
  
five feet tall, her fur brighter than the snow itself, except for the black  
  
eartip markings on her slender, triangular ears. Her large bush of a tail  
  
lay limply behind her, and the black tip constrasted vividly with the white  
  
snow. Her body was hidden in a large, bulky parka with fur trimming, and her  
  
slender paws were likewise enfolded in the warm gloves. Her glacier blue  
  
eyes swept over the Reigndeer, but then flicked to the gasping Blitzen. One  
  
eyebrow raised slowly and she turned her gaze onto Rudolph. Indeed, she  
  
didn't need her heightened senses to know he was angry - this young buck had been nothing but; since coming of age, and every year - his cruelty and

  anger had built exponentially.

"Explain yourself Rudolph..." She asked softly.

"This doesn't concern you - " Rudolph growled quietly. "These wretches are  
  
my responsibility, and I have to take the blame if they don't pass the  
  
Master's inspection."

"I see." Came the chilly response from the Vixen. "So - you would prefer to  
  
explain yourself to Mr. Claus?"

Gasps and low whimpers of alarm swept through the Reigndeer. Nobody  
  
addressed the Master as anything other than Master....

"I am Mr. Claus' personal assistant, and he trusts me implicitly, to deal  
  
with any and all problems that may arise, and yes Rudolph, that does include  
  
the sleigh team."

Rudolph rose back to his hooves and glared definantly and the slender young  
  
Vixen before him.

"They are - " Rudolph began, his body shaking with suppresed rage.

"They are your responsibility, to a point." Answered the Vixen cooly, her  
  
eyes narrowing as she stared at the enraged Reigndeer. "I am relieving you  
  
of your command over them, by order of Mr. Claus himself. From now on, they

  are my responsibility."

"You...you can't do that!" Rudolph shrieked, stamping a hoof.

"I can," replied the Vixen, her voice growing as cold as the snow in which  
  
they stood. "I can, and I have. Or would you perchance like to discuss this  
  
decision with Mr. Claus? I'm quite sure, as busy as what he is, he would not  
  
mind to hear the whining of a spoilt little fawn."

Gasps of shock and awe swept across the sleigh team, and more than one  
  
exchanged glances with his or her neighbor. Rudolph fairly bristled with his  
  
anger, as he glared at the Vixen in apopleptic rage.

"You...can...not...." He ground out, his jaw set and body shaking.

"I can, and have. Now - we can leave this between us, or I can go get Mr.  
  
Claus, to come out here in the cold and hear your grievances.... Tell you  
  
what, I'll go get him, I'm sure he has nothing better to do...."

Turning away, the Vixen headed back across the snow towards the main  
  
buildings. Rudolph's whimpering cry halted her, and she stood with her back  
  
to him, as Rudolph broke down and sobbed pitifully.

"No...no...please...please don't tell him." Rudolph wailed.

Turning back to face the broken and cowering Reigndeer, the Vixen sighed.

  "Very well - however, if I see or hear even the slightest mistreatment of  
  
your herdmates...I will not hestitate to tell Mr. Claus. Now, dry those tears and get about your buisness. They're awaiting you and the others over  
  
at the sleigh shed."

Rudolf turned away and watched the others as they made their way towards the waiting Elves, who held the harnesses and rigging for them, and as he moved away, he shot a glance back at the Vixen, who continued to stand her ground, gazing sadly at the humiliated Rudolph. He snorted and flicked his tail  
  
disdainfully at her, then moved purposefully towards the sheds.

He would never live down the humiliation he had suffered at her words, for  
  
they had cut him deeper than any physical wound.

\*

Kneeling, the young Vixen pulled Blitzen's head into her lap and caressed  
  
his cheek.

"Why..." Blitzen gurgled and coughed. "Why did you stand up to him?"

"Because Rudolph is a bully, and needed to be taken down a few pegs. I do  
  
not like how he treats you and the others...and I like Mr. Claus' attentions

  even worse. No wonder Rudolph is the way he is, considering how he's been  
  
treated...how all of you have been treated. Now Blitzen, can you stand? I'll  
  
take you back to your stall and get you warmed up."

"You...risked everything for me..." Blitzen rasped and coughed pitifully.

"No - I was merely stating the truth. Mr. Claus has put the herd under my  
  
authority, and its up to me, what I choose to do with you all. You'll find,  
  
that under my attentions, your own life, and those of your herdmates, will  
  
become much more pleasurable." Smiled the Vixen. "Come now, this cold snow  
  
isn't going to help either of us."

Blitzen coughed again and crawled to his knees, then staggered to his  
  
hooves. Obediently, he followed the young Vixen towards the Reigndeer  
  
stalls. From the other side of the compound, came the unprintable curses of  
  
Mr. Claus, as he abused the Elves and Reigndeer for their imagined shortcommings.

\*

People imagined St. Nick as a jolly fellow...but the truth was he was anything but.

\*

When at last the sleigh and its precious cargo had been sent on its way, the

  Elves celebrated jubilantly, and even the Vixen sighed in relief. Wrapping a  
  
warm rug over the shuddering Blitzen, she dug up a halter and rope, then  
  
affixed both to the surprised young Buck.

"Come on Blitzen, follow now." Smiled the Vixen as she gently tugged the  
  
leadrope.

Confused, Blitzen obeyed, and as they made their way back across the snow  
  
towards the main building, he balked and dug his hooves in as she grunted in  
  
surprise.

"No!" Blitzen wailed. "No - I'm not allowed!"

"Blitzen - " Answered the Vixen. "Come along. Its alright, Mr. Claus isn't  
  
here, and the Elves won't say a word. I promise you. Its nice and warm  
  
before the fireplace, and I can mix up some medicine to make your cough  
  
better."

"No - " Blitzen squealed, tugging against the leadrope. "He'll find out I  
  
was inside...and he'll hurt me!"

Turning back to the nearly hysterical young Buck, the Vixen laid a gloved  
  
paw against his cheek and stroked it tenderly. "Blitzen, he's gone - and  
  
won't be back for over a day. I promise you, you'll be fine. He won't find

  out that you were inside...I promise you. Now, come along."

Fighting his fears, Blitzen shuddered and his knees unlocked, and he timidly  
  
followed the Vixen in through hte gates and then up to the main double  
  
doors. When she opened them, the light and warmth inside flooded out onto  
  
the snow. Pausing, the Vixen gave Blitzen's leadrope a gentle tug, and he  
  
yelped and clopped inside. Just inside the main hall, she stopped and  
  
removed her snow-boots, pants and heavy parka, hanging the pants and parka on hooks, and placing the boots on the shoe-stand.

Beneath the heavy clothing, the young Vixen wore a long flowing emerald  
  
coloured skirt, that brushed her black socked ankles, and her upper body was  
  
covered with a cream coloured blouse, over which was a knitted lose sweater. Stretching lanquidly, she ran her black furred paws down her body,  
  
completely unaware of Blitzen's gaze, that was riveted on her sleek form -  
  
and ample bosom.

Blitzen shuddered and coughed softly, then sidled up close to the Vixen, his  
  
eyes wide in trepidation, fully expecting someone to yell at him. Playfully,

  the Vixen stroked Blitzen's cheek and unclipped the leadrope, dropping it  
  
down beside the boots.

"Come on Blitzen, this way." She smiled, as she walked down the hall, her  
  
hips swaying slowly from side to side, and her large brush of a tail  
  
wagging.

He obediently followed, his cloven hooves clicking quietly on the floor, as  
  
his eyes roamed every dark corner, fully expecting to get caught out.

"Blitzen!" Giggled the Vixen. "Come on - it's alright...sheesh, I've never  
  
met such a nervous Reigndeer!"

\*

Soon, the Vixen sat before the fireplace, her back resting against some  
  
thick padded cushions, and Blitzen laying beside her, his head resting in  
  
her lap, low gurgles of pleasure escaping him as she tenderly caressed his  
  
neck and scritched him behind the ears.

"Now," Whispered the Vixen as she scritched his ear base again. "isn't this  
  
pleasant?"

"It...it is...Mistress." Shyly answered Blitzen. "I've never...had such  
  
kindnesses."

"Call me Kate," Spoke the Vixen, as she poured herself another cup of hot  
  
chocolate, then fed Blitzen another marshmallow.

As he chewed on the marshmallow, his eyes rolled up to look at her, and she

  smiled at him and trailed a clawtip down between his eyes and on to his  
  
nose. He shuddered and swallowed the gooey marshmallow.

"It...it wouldn't be proper, to call you anything other than Mistress."  
  
Blitzen answered at last.

"Blitzen, I'm not Rudolph, or Mr. Claus. I'm far, far from them. Its just  
  
us, and here - you may call me Kate. However, when the others come back, you will have to call me Mistress Kate, okay?" Kate smiled and caressed his long ear tenderly.

Murring, Blitzen stretched and sighed, then his muzzle wrinkled and he  
  
coughed weakly. Kate smiled and stroked his cheek soothingly, and Blitzen  
  
rolled his eyes up to gaze at her in appreciation for her kindness. Kate  
  
smiled and stroked his neckline, slowly trailing her clawed fingertips along  
  
his well muscled shoulder and down his side. Blitzen instinctively shuddered  
  
at the ticklish sensations, and he sighed in delight, stretching himself out  
  
and feeling his tensions and anxieties draining away. Seemingly without  
  
realising what she was doing, Kate's fingertips caressed the tender flesh of

  Blitzen's flank and he gasped and trembled - then twitched and hurriedly  
  
rolled himself onto his stomach.

"Something wrong?" Kate asked him, as Blitzen coughed again and his ears  
  
began flattening.

"No. I'm just - getting comfortable." Blitzen lied, feeling his sheath  
  
swelling and when he moved again, the feeling of the warm carpet only added  
  
to his discomforting sensations.

"Come on, lay back down - I'll give you a good brushing, I know how much you Reigndeer like that." Kate smiled and kissed him on his soft, velvety nose.

Blitzen all but came then and there on the carpet, his sheath fully retracted and pale member pressed firmly between floor and his creamy white belly. His scrotum ached and he gurgled in helpless torment. Embarrassed by his lack of self-control, Blitzen stayed laying on his stomach, despite how this was only serving to further arouse him.

"Something is wrong with you - " Kate spoke softly, as she stroked his cheek. "Come on Blitzen - whats gotten into you...you're trembling."

"Nothing - " Blitzen squeaked nervously.

Kate raised and eyebrow and gently cupped his chin in her paws, then made

  him look into her eyes.

"Tell me Blitzen, I won't punish you." She smiled and stroked his cheek with  
  
her thumbs. "Tell me whats wrong."

"I...I can't." Blitzen admitted, tears starting to well in his eyes.

"You can't - or you won't?" Kate spoke soothingly, as she continued to  
  
stroke his cheek.

Blitzen groaned and trembled worse, the aching in his scrotum becoming  
  
unbearable and his stomach wet with the viscious fluids that dribbled from  
  
the end of his member.

"I...I'm embarrassed." Blitzen blurt out in a rush of words."Yourtoucheshavegottenmearoused."

Kate blinked and blushed deeply beneath her fur, and she turned her head  
  
away in shame and alarm.

"I, I'm sorry Blitzen - I did not mean for that to happen." Kate whispered,  
  
biting a knuckle in consternation. "I should take you back to your stall...."

Blitzen moaned and wriggled, then shyly nuzzled her leg and laid his head in  
  
her lap again. Kate smiled weakly and stroked his neckline, then she glanced  
  
nervously about and then leant down close to Blitzen.

"You know, I have often...wondered - " Kate whispered. "If...you know...if

  one of the Reigndeer would...would like too...."

Blitzen blinked and his eyes widened in surprise Kate blushed even worse,  
  
then hung her head in shame and embarrassment.

"No - forget it, its just a silly vixen's fantasy..." Kate sighed. "No Reigndeer would..."

"I would...." Blitzen whispered back, then nuzzled her paws. "Yet...I'm  
  
afraid. I've never...."

"Not even with Donner or Dasher?" Kate squeaked.

Blitzen trembled and sighed. "Long have other males of the sleigh team  
  
thought long and hard about breeding Donner or Dasher.... Only one thing  
  
stood between us - and our instinctual urges..."

"Rudolph - " Kate sighed. "That stag has been nothing but trouble since he  
  
came of age...and I fear, his cruelty and anger is getting worse and worse.  
  
However - we're not talking about him - we're talking about you...and me.  
  
Now, Blitzen, please stand up."

"I...mistress...I can't...." Blitzen squealed. "I'm...."

"I know your current state my dear stag. Now - please, stand up." Kate told  
  
him, a little more sternly.

With trembling hooves, Blitzen climbed to his hooves and stood, his entire

  body quivering. Kate remained seated, and she knelt, then stroked his neck.  
  
Her eyes roamed his body, then she drew a startled gasp at the large, swollen member that slapped against Blitzen's stomach. It was easily about  
  
twelve inches long, and about four thick at the base of the sheath. Blitzen's swollen scrotum hung limply between his hind legs, the large gonads, safely encased within the velvet furred scrotum, were the size of large duck eggs.Blitzen all but died of embarrassment, as Kate shuddered and wrapped her arms around his neck. Blitzen obeyed her silent command, and helped pull her to her foot-paws.

"Are all...you stag's so well...endowed?" Kate whispered in alarm.

Blitzen coughed and blushed, his ears flattening in embarrassment. "No  
  
mistress...most are...larger than I am."

Kate moaned and leant her head against Blitzen's neck and inhaled the  
  
growing musky scent of the young Reigndeer stag. As Kate groaned, Blitzen  
  
trembled and shyly nuzzled her shoulder.

"Mistress, are you sure? I mean, do you really - want to do this?" Blitzen

  stammered, his embarassment nearly overwhelming him. "You are no Reigndeer Doe...and I'm - I'm afraid it would hurt you."

"I'm...sure Blitzen, just...please - be careful okay?" Kate smiled weakly  
  
and kissed his neck.

"I do not know how we can...." Blitzen admitted. "You are smaller than I am,  
  
height wise I mean." Blitzen giggled nervously.

Kate giggled as well, then playfully slapped Blitzen's shoulder. Gently, she  
  
kissed his neck again and turned away.

"Follow me my young stag, as I have an idea." Kate told him.

\*

In her private chambers, Kate smoothed out the thick duckfeather filled  
  
quilt and she looked at the bed, and then at Blitzen, comparing the height  
  
between him and the bed. Smiling, she lay herself down on the bed, on her  
  
back and summoned him over to her.

"We'll try this - as I don't think my bed would be able to hold your weight,  
  
you Reigndeer aren't the largest deer I know - but you are very well muscled  
  
and heavy. Now - I want you to place your forelegs either side of me, up on  
  
the bed. If its too uncomfortable for you, let me know and I'll try something else." Kate told him, as she slipped out of her clothes and draped them over the end of her bed.

Kate stretched, more for Blitzen's viewing than any real need, and she ran

  her black furred paws down over her ample breasts, feeling the nipples  
  
harden and peek out through hte silky-smooth fur. As her paws roamed slowly  
  
down her body, Blitzen's eyes tracked them, and Kate smiled, then teasingly  
  
rubbed a paw between her thighs, feeling her own arousal already evident.  
  
Blitzen gurgled and twitched, and Kate giggled as Blitzen's member slapped  
  
wetly against his belly again.

"Patience my dear buck, patience." Kate murred, and rubbed her damp paw  
  
against his nose and mouth.

Blitzen licked her paw, then he trembled and shuddered, getting the faintest  
  
taste of the Vixen, which only enflamed his already burning ache. At her  
  
command, he reared up onto his hind legs, then placed his forelegs either  
  
side of her on the bed, and looked down at her. Kate smiled and murred, then  
  
gently slid his forelegs up the mattress, Blitzen dancing and trembling on  
  
his hind-hooves, as he got his balance.

"Now Blitzen - I want you to be extra gentle with me. I'm not a female  
  
Reigndeer, so keep that in mind." Kate smiled, stroking his cheek.

Blitzen blinked, then he nuzzled her paw and smiled. "I will - I promise."

\*

Nuzzling her throat and muzzle, Blitzen murred and trembled with supressed

  urges, but remained mindful of what Kate had told him. Letting her take control was the better option, and Kate moaned and wriggled beenath him, as  
  
she guided his head down towards her breasts. He took the idea of what she  
  
desired, and his furred lips brushed each nipple in turn, eliciting deep shudders and whines of delight from Kate. her heightened arousal wasn't beyond his notice, and he smiled to himself and teasingly licked the nipples, feeling them engorged with blood - the tender flesh poking through the gossamer like fur of her chest. He paused a moment, his long, flexible tongue lapping over a nipple, before he began slowly nuzzling under her breasts and working his way down her quivering belly.

"Oh....Blitzen...." Kate gurgled, her paws gripping the bedsheets as she  
  
writhed in unimaged pleasures.

Blitzen whuffled against her stomach, his hot breath rippling the fur, as he  
  
tracked his way downwards, licking a long, sticky swatch through her stomach fur...and down to her thighs. Kate squealed and nearly jumped out of her skin, when Blitzen rubbed his cold nose between her thighs and up against the pale pubic mound that hid her sex. He trembled and inhaled deeply, savouring the scents of the Vixen, before he smiled again and hiss long tongue lapped the warmth of her inner thigh. Kate gurgled and nodded

  eagerly, gently placing a shaking paw on the back of his head and pressing  
  
his muzzle down against the small mound of fine fur between her thighs. Blitzen needed no further encouraging, and he rubbed his nose teasingly up  
  
and down against the folds of her warm depths - intentionally holding himself back from this strange, but not unpleasant experience.

Scents he could not identify flooded his nostrils and sent a myriad of mixed  
  
signals to his already overwhelmed mind, and Kate's paw contracted on the  
  
back of his neck, tweaking an ear sharply.

"Go...on." Kate gurgled, nodding and shivering. "Please...my lover, go  
  
on..."

Blitzen nuzzled her sex a few more times, getting more of the scent of the Vixen - then his tongue tentatively probed the outer folds and Kate nearly lost her mind then and there. He blinked and licked his lips, confused but also aroused more, by the strange tastes. Encouraged by Kate weakly pushing his head back down, Blitzen gave into her wishes and his nose buried itself just above her triangular mound, as he began to explore her dark depths with his tongue.

Squealing in Vulpine delight, Kate writhed and convulsed, as Blitzen became

  more and more interested and his long, slender tongue swept from side to  
  
side inside her sex, then he blinked and settled into a more rythmic licking, coating her warm folds in his sticky saliva. Kate had never experienced anything like this - as Blitzen's tongue seemed to probe deeper and deeper still, rubbing along the edges of her now increasingly hot sex. She bit down on her paw, to stop herself from crying out, as Blitzen coughed quietly, then began lashing his tongue across the small nodule of flesh. He savored the tastes and sensations he was getting from her, and judging from her stiffled whimpering and convulsions, he had no doubt that she too was enjoying this strange, but not unpleasant experience.

Ten minutes later, Kate arched her back against Blitzen's burrowing nose and  
  
she let forth a high pitched, strangled squeal as the first of her orgasms ripped through her. It started off as a dull ache in her groin, then rose to an irrestiable itch - and when it was at its worst, it bloomed into the overwhelming release of pleasures beyond anything she had experienced. It

  was the orgasm of the century, and Kate would never forget this - as she had never imagined such pleasure could exist, even when she had masturbated herself to orgasm. Blitzen coughed and blinked, feeling her cervix walls suddenly awash with Kate's own lubricating excretions, and he relished the new sensations and delightful tastes.

"Oh....god - " Kate rasped, as she flicked away a sweaty strand of hair from  
  
her watering eyes. "Blitzen - come up here my stag...come on...."

Blitzen stopped his nuzzling of her groin, and slowly manuevered himself back up her body, until he was looking down into her eyes. Kate smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, then pulled him down, until his forelegs were flat against the mattress, and his chest pressed firnly against her erect nipples. Kate groaned and shivered, then began kissing and licking the Reigndeer's muzzle and nose, lathering him in delighted licks and kisses. Her muzzle moved even tighter against his, and Blitzen blinked and coughed, as she pressed her lips to his - then her tongue probed into his mouth, meshing and flicking over his own.

"Mistress!" Blitzen squealed in alarm, pulling away. "Stop that - "

Kate frowned, then gently stroked his nose. "Blitzen, its alright. Its called a kiss...it won't hurt you my stag, now - relax and trust me okay?"

With a soft whimper, Blitzen noddled and lay himself back down over her -

  then he tensed and gasped as he felt her paw squeese his heavy sheath.

"Mistress..." Blitzen gurgled, as he twitched involuntarily.

"Trust me my stag - I won't hurt you...." Kate murred, nuzzling into his  
  
throat.

Her paw began to squeese his sheath with a gentle firmness, then she began  
  
carefully stroking up and down, feeling the slick Reigndeer penis sliding against the inner sheath. Blitzen groaned and began to shiver worse, as the  
  
sensations of her slow gentle stroking reinflamed the ache in his scrotum.

"It feels good - doesn't it?" Kate murred, continuing her slow, insistant strokes.

Incapable of speech, Blitzen could only lay on her, but his hind legs trembled and quivered, as he felt Kate's paw slide slowly up his sheath - then gently begin to slide it backwards. A slender tip of whitish/pink showed from the sheath's slit - and Kate murred and resumed stroking his sheath once more. Blitzen fought the urges to lunge - but the aching in his scrotum grew more and more, as Kate nibbled his neck - and with one gentle motion - slid his sheath completely back and tenderly, caressed the exposed member, mindful of how sensitive it was.

"Mistress - " Blitzen gurgled, and tried to shy away.

"Careful my stag," Kate murred. "Now - remember what I told you, please -

  for both our sakes, don't lunge!"

"I...I'll try...." Blitzen rasped, his entire body shaking.

Kate wriggled downwards, then keeping a soft-pawed hold on is trembling member that swelled in her grasp, Kate bit her lip and carefully guided him down against her sex. Blitzen nearly buckled, but held his footing and as Kate moved a little more, he tensed as she slid him partially inside her dark, slippery depths. Squealing, Blitzen nearly lunged and come then and there, but only through a titanic force of will, did he resist the urges. Kate groaned in pleasure, then wriggled a little more and motioned Blitzen forwards. He tentatively he slowly slid into the hot, dark depths. Again, Kate squirmed and moaned, letting both herself and her cervine partner get accustomed to the sensations, before she looked up into his eyes, then kissed his muzzle and pushed her hips dowards, driving Blitzen's entire length up inside her body.

He had never bred to a female - and the sensations that his twitching member were sending him, were driving him into a state of mental chaos. Each tentative movement made Kate moan and writhe beneath him, as his swelling memeber rubbed and pulsed inside her. Kate smiled shyly then she began to carefully squeesed down wit her tight cervix walls, further enflaming

  Blitzen's already bewildered mind. Kate moved carefully along his length, sliding up and down the rigid member, her cervix walls sliding wetly back and forth, the tightening muscles making Blitzen gasp and writhe helplessly. He tensed and trembled violently - but a sharp nip to his throat made him freeze and remember the promise he made, not to lunge. 

Kate slid up until only the tip of Blitzen's member remained within her, then she groaned in delight as she slowly impaled herself back onto the length, and he drew a short, shuddering breath, as Kate nuzzled his throat and began squeesing down around his member once again. This was more than the tormented young stag could withstand, and when she had fully remounted  
  
him, Blitzen gurgled and gave a short, sudden flick of his hips.

Kate sensed what was happening, and she buried her mouth into his thick neck mane, just as Blitzen threw back his head and squealed in a long, breathless exhalation. His member twitched and bucked deep inside its onfining dark tunnel, and he squealed as his tortured scrotum gave up, sending pulse after pulse of hot, sticky semen shooting like a rocket, deep into Kate's young body. As the first pulses flooded her cervix, Kate bit into Blitzen's mane and gasped, the incredible force of the Reigndeer's ejaculation almost agonising, then followed a heartbeat later, by the unimagined heat of his orgasm. Yet more and more of his release flooded into her, and Kate writhed helplessly beneath Blitzen, as he began bucking in short, sharp lunges - his body pressind down against hers and the musky scent flooding the room.

Barely able to breathe, Kate pushed against Blitzen's chest, but it was like

  trying to move a mountain, as he tensed once more - then yet another explosive orgasm erupted inside her...and Kate gave into the sensations...the pain, the unendurable heat...the sharp thrusts...and with a gasping cry, she bucked her hips up against her Reigndeer lover - and her own orgasm made her cervix walls crush down around Blitzen's enfolded member, which only trigged yet another orgasm from Blitzen - and at the height of their combined orgasms, Kate shrieked and gave a short - sharp bucking lunge against Blitzen, before darkness came down on her like a hammer, her paws gouging through his neck mane and drawing blood, as her eyes rolled back in her head and she slithered into unconsciousness.

\*

Santa arrived back at the north pole, just as the first rays of sunlight broke over the icy mountains. He was cold, worn out and wanted nothing more than to put the night behind him. Stroking his long beard thoughtfully, he berated the Elves for good measure when they were slow in unharnessing the exhausted sleigh team. His bushy eyebrows beetling and clashing above his

  dark eyes, he stomped across the frozen tundra and into the main building.

He fully expected Kate to be there, bowed on one knee, trembling with terror. It was expected, as he never came back in a less-than-foul mood from his once a year jaunt.

Silence greeted him.

\*

That at least was something else he could get mad about....

\*

He made his way down the passageway and approached Kate's bedroom. He'd had a bad night, and wanted nothing better than to tear strips off the young  
  
Vixen for not having his breakfast ready. She knew better - and this time, he was going to ensure she never forgot again. Unbuckling his heavy belt, he twined it about one large meaty fist, fully intending to give the insolent Vixen a thrashing she would not be likely to forget. Forgetting once was bad enough, as far as he was concerned. Twice - was unforgivable.

\*

Scowling like a demon, he grabbed the cold door handle and pushed open the  
  
door...then his eyes shot up in bewilderment and surprise. For nestled in the bed, their furred bodies intertwined and the room postively reeking of Reigndeer musk, and beneath that - a sweeter odor that he couldn't put a

  name too. He could see the slow, deep breaths of Blitzen, and the shallower,  
  
quieter breathing of Kate. Kate was as naked as the day she had been born,  
  
and from the rumpled bedcovers and other evidence - she had had herself one wild night of entertainment with her bestial lover.

Eyebrows raised, he quietly closed the door, then walked off up the hallway  
  
with a decided stiff kneed walk, his face flushed and a noticable bulge pressing against the front of his red pants. Shaking his head in bewilderment, he glanced back over his shoulder at Kate's bedroom, then he slumped down into his chair before the fireplace and uncorked a bottle of fifty-year old Scottish malt whiskey.

He took a deep swallow, feeling the burning whiskey, and his eyebrows raised  
  
in thought, then he lifted his bottle in salute. "What the hell, it's Christmas..."

END

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