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Dancer stood in the dressing room of The Healthy Hoof, putting the last touches on her outfit. She straightened up and turned around to check herself out in the mirror. Satisfied everything was in place, she wove through the crowd and out the door. She stopped as the door swung inward and a chubby female donkey stepped in.

"How's it look out there, Kara?" Several of the other girls turned to look as Dancer asked. Kara reached into her thong and pulled out a bill. She straightened it out, grinning as she revealed that it was a twenty.

"Looks like it's a payday weekend!" Kara called out, waving her take receipt in the air to the excited responses from the other girls. Payday weekends were on of the most profitable nights for the girl. Some even joked that the guests probably spent their whole paycheck in that one night. The girls still found it comforting to know that there was a large amount of money coming in all the same.

Dancer grinned as she slipped out the door and left the excited ladies alone. She felt a fluttering in her stomach as she walked to her waiting position backstage. Closing her eyes, she slowly took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She stepped out onto the stage as the D.J. called her name

Red and green lights came on, spinning and dancing across the stage. A rock and roll instrumental version of a Christmas song played over the speaker system. Dancer walked toward the center, putting extra swivel into her hips to make the red flannel skirt way back and forth. She held the edges of her silver tinsel boa in her outstretched fingers before giving it a spin and tossing it into the crowd.

Dancer continued to move and shake on the stage, swaying her hips and bottom. She pressed her hands to her chest, cupping her breasts through her top, before sliding down along her waist and stomach. Her thumbs slipped into the edge of her belt, tracing along the length to the buckle. Undoing the wide strap of leather, she pulled the belt off and tossed it into the audience as well.

The top of her flannel Claus outfit fell open, exposing a bit of green. The reindeer woman pulled the coat wide open, revealing the elf outfit underneath. Her arms pulled in close as she revealed her bare shoulders, swiveling it for the audience. Letting go, the red jacket fell away to the floor. She gave it a little kick to push it off to the side.

Turning her back to the audience, Dancer shifted her hips to make her rump stick out as much as she could. Reaching back, she gave herself a firm smack on the rump covered by her skirt. Stroking up, she took a hold of the waistband and pulled it open. Dancer raised her arms above her head as she swiveled her hips in circles, letting the garment fall down her muscular legs and reveal the elfin shorts underneath.

Bending over, she took a hold of her ankles. Her thumbs caressed the inside before her grip slid up, stroking along the toned calves, over the back of her knees, and up along her muscular thighs. Her fingertips slipped under the edge of her shorts, lifting just enough to reveal the curve of her rump before letting the fabric fall back in place.

Cupping her bottom, Dancer slipped her thumbs into the waistband and pulled down to show off her tail. Tugging them down to slip them off, she turned to face the crowd as the fell to her ankles. The shirt slipped down to cover her hips and crotch, keeping it hidden for the moment.

The reindeer woman leaned forward and blew a kiss to the audience. Straightening back up, she ran her fingers along the middle of the shirt until reaching the hem. Pulling down, she puffed up her chest, showing the bulge of her ample breasts and something else as well. Taking a hold of the garment, Dancer pulled up to reveal what was underneath. A black thong covered her sex, the image of a candy cane printed on the front. Above it the strap across her toned flat stomach appeared, wrapping around her waist as part of the leather harness. The upward straps curved outside her ample breasts, framing the bountiful flesh. Both her nipples were pierced, small brass bell balls hanging from each one. Dancer tossed the shirt and moved forward. She bent forward and shook her shoulders. The bells jingled as her breasts swayed back and forth for everyone to see. The song coming to an end, the reindeer woman turned her back to the audience and dropped to her knees. Her rump rested on her feet as she bent forward, pressing her chest against the floor and posing as the last notes played.

Curtain shutting, she stood up and grabbed the remnants of her costume that had not been thrown out into the audience. Moving backstage, she grabbed her receipt from the dispenser and looked at it. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked at the amount received. Even by payday weekend standards, it was high.

"Where's Kara?" Dancer asked as she walked toward her station, dropping the remnants of her outfit on the counter. She looked around the room as she undid the straps to her harness.

"She left after she changed," a camel responded, "Said she had some errands to run." The reindeer stopped a moment, looking at the co-worker as the statement sank in. Dancer's mind wondered as she took off the remnants of her stage clothes to put on her serving outfit.

Stepping out onto the floor, she grabbed a tray from the bar and started making her rounds at the assigned tables. Unfortunately the reindeer doe found herself making mistakes due to being distracted. She never made as a waitress since she would swat anyone who tried to grope her, but the few mistakes caused it to be a little slimmer than usual. She was actually grateful when her shift was over, rushing to change clothes, cash out, and leave.

Getting home, Dancer found that Kara's motorcycle was in its spot. She felt herself relax from tension she was not even aware of. She sprinted up along the steps to her apartment. Opening the door, the reindeer's eyes went wide in surprise.

The room had been set up for a date. Candles were set and lit, the flames dancing in the dimmed lights. Soft music played the sound so low it was barely audible. The air smelled of fresh flowers and warm food.

"Surprise!" Kara called out, "Happy anniversary." She stepped out from the kitchen, bottle of champagne in hand. A long burgundy dress clung to her form, showing of her chest and hips with the fabric tense across her pudgy stomach. She smiled widely as she approached, picking up the two champagne flutes from the table. Her plush hips swayed as she walked forward, putting extra sway into her step.

"This..." Dancer started as she looked around, "This is wonderful Kara. But, our anniversary isn't for another week." She took a hold of the flute and stood there as it was filled.

"If I did it on our anniversary, it wouldn't have been as big a surprise." The donkey woman's smile spread into a full grin as she filled her own glass. Setting the bottle down, she brought the flutes together with a proclamation of "to us."

The two sat down to a candle lit dinner. They talked by candlelight as they enjoyed champagne, salad, and eggplant ravioli. They laughed together as the spoke on work and shared memories about the past year. After the meal finished, Dancer stood up and collected the dishes. As she put them in the sink, Kara called from the doorway.

"The dishes can wait until tomorrow." She stepped into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around the reindeer. Leaning close, the plush donkey woman whispered into Dancer's ear. "Why don't we go to the bedroom?" After giving a kiss at the base, Kara pulled away and swayed her backside as she left the room. Dancer filled the sink to let the dishes soak and followed after.

"You get comfortable and I'm going to change into something more appropriate," Kara said with a grin before shutting the bathroom door. Dancer slipped out of her shirt and jeans, leaving on her bra and panties for the moment. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she leaned back, resting on her arms. Watching the door, her mind wondered as to what her companion was planning. When the door opened, Dancer's jaw dropped open and she pushed herself to stand up again.

Kara stepped out and lean against the doorframe. A black latex corset wrapped around her midsection, the top cupping her breasts and bottom encompassing her hips. Knee high boots covered her legs, hugging the bottom of her thighs. Gloves ran from her finger tips all the way to her shoulders. Around her waist was a belt with cuffs, a blindfold, a paddle, and other adult items hanging from it. She gripped a riding crop, tapping it against her bare thigh.

"Kara wh-"

"That's 'Miss Kara' to you!" she snapped, stomping a foot on the floor and cracking the riding crop against her thigh. "For the rest of the night," she said as she marched forward, "you are might slave and will do what I tell you. Understood?"

Dancer stood there, staring at Kara in shock. Her mind reeled at the change she was seeing. Not only was Kara dressed different, she was acting different. She mumbled out "...okay..." The reindeer gasped out in surprise as she felt a stinging sensation on her bottom from where the riding crop suddenly snapped up to smack it. She also felt herself get a little more aroused.

"The correct response is 'Yes Miss Kara," the donkey woman stated, swinging the crop up to give the reindeer another swat on the rump. "Now, take off your bra and get on your knees."

Dancer did as she was told. She got onto her knees, resting her rump on her legs with her knees spread apart. Reaching behind her, she undid her bra, slipping it off to reveal her ample, pierced, breasts. She looked up at Kara, watching her curiously. The reindeer woman tilted her head as the glove reached to stroke along her cheek. A huff of surprise escaped her as she was suddenly pulled forward, pressing against her mistress's crotch and getting a nose full of her scent.

"Now lick it," Kara ordered. She gripped the back of Dancer's head, keeping it in place. The donkey woman's leg shifted to stand wider, spreading them to grant better access to the private folds. The riding crop rested against the plush thigh, just waiting to be used.

Dancer closed her eyes and placed a kiss on Kara's vaginal hood. The reindeer's mouth opened slightly, letting her thick tongue slip out. The tip presses against the lips, tracing back and back up to the front. Gripping the plump rump she pushed the tip of her tongue up to slip under the hood and tease the sensitive nub. She started as she suddenly felt a sting on the back of one of her hands.

"No hands," Kara ordered, "just your mouth. Do it again and you'll have to deal with the consequences." Her eyes narrowed as she spoke. A grin spread across her mouth, looking disturbingly predatory on someone who was normally very gentle.

Dancer looked up as she put her arms back down at her side. Taking a breath she slid her tongue out again, pressing it against the vaginal lips. Closing her eyes she pushed the tip up to press against the donkey woman's sensitive nub. Sliding down from it, she traced along the opening before pushing up. The thick tongue sank into the depths, tasting the feminine fluids. Dancer could feel herself getting more excited as well.

"Good girl," Kara moaned out. She placed a hand firmly on top of the reindeer's head, stroking through the soft hair. The donkey tilted her head back, eyes closed. Her legs spread wider to grant better access. She rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing against the tip of the reindeer muzzle.

Pushing up to press her lips against the nether pair, Dancer hummed to vibrate against them. She pushed her tongue as deep as she could reach, probing the depths and tasting the feminine fluids leaking from the walls. Pressing the length firmly against one of the walls, she slowly pulled back, stroking along it as she slipped out.

Sliding free, she reached out to press the tip against the perineum. Tilting to one side, she traced up along one side of the opening until reaching the vaginal hood. She gave it a firm push, grinding it against the sensitive flesh beneath. The reindeer's tongue then slid down along the other side of the nether lips.

Kara tilted her head back, eyes closed as she let out a moan of pleasure. She kept a grip on her slave's head with one hand as the other reached up, caressing along the line of her cleavage. Lifting one leg, she placed it on the edge of the bed, changing the angle. Her hips sway as she continued to rock and grind, the donkey tail swishing to emphasize the movement.

Dancer rubbed the side of her head against the raised thigh, feel the soft furry flesh with her cheek. She pushed her tongue back into the depths, pushing into it fully once more. Wiggling the length, she made it squirm against the walls.

The reindeer's own excitement was getting the better of her. Reaching between her legs, she stroked her fingers along her pubic fur before caressing her own sex. Spreading her nether lips, she pushed a finger into herself as deep as she could reach. She rubbed her palm against the top, pressing against the exposed tip of her engorged clit. The reindeer started playing with herself, slipping her finger out then slipping it back into her depths.

Reaching up with her other hand, she grabbed the shapely rump. Her fingers traced along the crack of her cheeks before pressing a fingertip against the puckered tailhole. She pushed to spread the ring and sink into the thick backside. She was startled as she suddenly got her hand smacked and pulled away from the plump butt.

"I said just your mouth!" Kara shouted as she stepped back. "And you're playing with yourself? I did NOT say you could do that. Stand up! Turn around!"

Dancer's face heated up and heart beat faster. She actually felt shame and embarrassed like she had been caught doing something she was not supposed to. As soon as she was caught touching herself, the reindeer jerked her hand away from her crotch. Looking down and off to the right, she did as she was told. Standing up she turned around to have her back to Kara. The reindeer was surprised when she felt her arms grabbed and pulled behind her. Something snapped around her wrists, keeping her arms in place. She let out a noise of surprise as she was given a small push, falling onto the bed. Turning her head, she watched curiously as best she could.

When Dancer turned her back, Kara grabbed her arms and pulled them back. Taking the cuffs from the belt, the donkey quickly slipped them on the reindeer then gave her help to the bed. Picking up the riding crop from where she dropped, Kara walked toward her prone partner. Reaching out with the crop, she stroked along the toned thigh and over the firm backside. Turning it, she ran the long flat tip across the exposed feminine sex and up along the cleft of the cheeks. She pulled back and swung, swatting the cheek with an audible smack.

The prone female let out a moan as she felt the gentle caress along her thigh. She shivered as the soft leather teased her fold and backside. It felt similar to someone giving her a lick. Before it even registered that it had pulled away, a stinging slap struck her rump. She cried out in pain and pleasure as she felt another blow.

After the tenth swat, something gave in Dancer. Her eyes closed tight as she groaned out. Everything went white and pleasure shot throughout her body. She pressed her chest down, rubbing her nipples against the comforter. Her hips pushed back, rocking to try and grind herself against something. Her warm feminine fluid escaped from her nether lips, soaking her thighs and dripping into the blanket underneath. When the climax came to an end, the reindeer woman collapsed, panting heavily.

"Did...did you just cum?" Kara stood there with a shocked expression on her face. Her hands hung at her side, the riding crop threatening to drop from her grip.

"Yes Miss Kara," Dancer whimpered out, "I'm sorry I came without permission. I couldn't help it. I'm sorry mistress. Please don't punish me again." She looked back at Kara, wiggling her hips to shake her rump as she spoke. She adjusted her legs, spreading them wider to expose her dripping wetness.

The reaction was actually surprising her. She had not been so turned on in a long time. Dancer was being dominated and loved every second of it. A part of her was shocked at how much she wanted to be controlled by Kara. Another part of Dancer hoped to be punished despite what she said. Most of all, she wanted to do whatever it took to please the dominant donkey.

"I won't punish you for cumming THIS time," Kara finally responded. "After all, it wouldn't be as much fun to teach you everything in only your first lesson." Setting the riding crop down, she took a step back from the bed. Taking a hold of a glove, she tugged at each finger to loosen the material before pulling it off and dropping it. It was quickly joined by the other glove, followed by the belt.

The donkey woman stretched out one of her legs, reaching down and grabbing the top of the boot. Pushing down on the top of it, she pulled her leg up, slipping free. She quickly took the other boot off as well, leaving just the corset. Taking a grip of the front of it, the donkey woman pushed the front to unhook it before pulling it open and letting it fall away.

Kara took a deep breath, feeling relief. The soft equine form was no longer restrained by the tight dominatrix outfit. She stroked over her plush stomach and soft hips to her thighs. Letting herself go, Kara reached out and grabbed Dancer's hips. The donkey moved forward, climbing onto the bed behind the reindeer.

Dancer shifted as she felt Kara's body press against hers. A small moan escaped the reindeer lips as she felt the soft large breasts press against her back. The noise grew louder as her own breasts her grabbed, the piercings tugged to send pleasure through her erect nipples. When she felt the other female's hips pressing against her rump, the reindeer pushed back instinctively, rocking to grind their bodies together.

The reindeer panted as she pressed back against the humping. It felt strangely pleasurable to grind herself against the stomach hips and thighs of the dominating female. Dancer imagined that she could feel a thick donkey cock pumping in and out of her soaking wet pussy. There was a moment of disappointment as Kara pulled away, followed by relief when Dancer's arms were freed.

"Turn over," Kara ordered. The reindeer did as she was told, sitting on her tender bottom and leaning back on her arms to look at the donkey. Lifting her legs up, Dancer spread them wide as she could. She watched as the dominant donkey came closer to the submissive reindeer. A small gasp escaped from Dancer's muzzle as one of her ankles was grabbed and lifted.

The two moved closer to each other, the reindeer letting herself be handled as the donkey got in position. Slipping one leg under the raised one, Kara lifted her other one up and placed it on top of Dancer's. Moving closer, the donkey presses their hips together, letting out a small moan of pleasure as she felt their swollen and sensitive lips pressing together. Wrapping her arms around the reindeer's hips, Kara gave the firm rump a squeeze while trying to pull her lover closer. The donkey woman began to rock back and forth, rubbing herself up and down against Dancer.

A moan escaped from the reindeer's lips as their bodies started grinding together. Tingles of pleasure pulsed through her body with each rub and stroke, building up in strength. She rocked her own body in rhythm to Kara's, stroking their private parts and nipples together. The sensitive flesh on her chest were as hard as they could get, the rubbing felt wonderful bordering on painful with each stroke.

Spreading the cheeks wide, Kara pressed a finger against the tailhole, sinking into the warm backside. The cry of pleasure sent a thrill through the donkey, wiggling the digit and pulling the two of them closer. Her hips pressed more firmly as she continued to rock feeling herself getting close. Eyes closed, she started to breathe heavily as she was on the edge.

Dancer tried to ask for permission, but the pleasure bursting throughout her body was too much for her. She cried out as she was hit by her orgasm, white hot pleasure flashing through her brain. Her backside clamped down, squeezing the finger and refusing to let go. The feminine fluid poured from her sex, soaking the pair of them.

The feel of the reindeer's climax was enough to finally send Kara over the edge. She screamed out in her own pleasure, letting out a braying noise. The climax of her own flowed through her body, causing her body to tense and twitch in pleasure. She gripped the reindeer tightly, holding them both in place as their orgasms poured through them, mixing together.

Climax coming to an end, Kara pulled Dancer with her while falling to the bed. Separating their legs, the two laid there, breathing heavily in the aftermath. Arms wrapped around each other, the two cuddled up, enjoying the shared warmth of their bodies and basking in the afterglow.

"You did wonderful," Kara said softly, "I'm glad you enjoyed your gift." She moved up to give the reindeer a kiss, slipping from the rump and stroking along the back of the thigh.

"I did," Dancer replied. "I had no idea that I would enjoy being dominated so much." She stretched out her sore body, arching her back as her arms reached out as far as she could. "Or that you would be so good at it. You are normally so kind and gentle, so quiet. I never would have guessed that you would be so good as a dominatrix."

"It's always the quiet ones," Kara giggled out, rolling onto her back. "Honestly, I had no idea that I would enjoy it so much. It was so much fun taking control of everything. We'll have to do it again some time."

"Definitely!" the reindeer rolled onto her stomach, placing an arm across the donkey's body. "We can do it again whenever you want, Miss Kara." Dancer gave a small wink with a grin. Leaning up, she kissed Kara on the mouth before moving to rest on the soft plush chest. The two stayed that way until falling asleep.