Warning: This story features bondage and non-consensual sexual content.

Context: This is a short story written for Day 3 of Kinktober 2024 using the prompt words Beg and Present.

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, bar a ditz in a blouse;

“Pleeeease Carla just give me a hint. Is it a book? A video game? Something kinky~? I know what you got Samantha already. Is it something kinky for me too? I bet it is. C’mon tell meeeee!”

Carla slid a hand down her exasperated face. Ever since I’d spotted that small gift-wrapped box beneath the Christmas tree from her to me, I’d been pestering her at every waking moment. I had already teased out what the other girls in the house got me. From 'interrogating’ the gifter until they slipped up or gave in, or occasionally more sly approaches like rooting receipts out of bins. So far Carla was unyielding.

She was a professional dominatrix, hence the occasional sexual gift to broaden our horizons. Among our apartment’s roommates she was the calm and quiet one. But I could break her. While I could just wait until the next morning, I took it as a challenge to figure out her gift early one way or another. Without cheating by opening it of course.

“If you tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine. You’d never guess mine in a million years. I won’t tell anyone else that you told me. Come oooooon. I’ll even consider wearing that fetish gear you said would look great on me. Maybe. You’ll have to tell me to find out!”

Carla slammed her book down and grabbed my wrist forcefully.

“You really want to know so bad Nina? Fine, you win. I won’t just tell you. I’m going to show you.”

“Ehh?”

It was late into the night when Samantha and Zoe stumbled in through the front door, tipsy and in good spirits from Christmas party drinking.

“Shhh! giggle. Don’t wake the girls.” Zoe teetered and grabbed Samantha’s arm for support.

“Would that be so bad?” Samantha retorted. “Maybe we should stick some mistletoe over the door so that when Nina comes down you two can finally smooch~”

“Shut up!” Zoe elbowed Samantha, blushing in the dark. “She wouldn’t be into that anyway.”

“You’ll never know unless you ask… Hey, have you noticed that before? There’s a huge package beside the tree.”

The two girls approached the corner beside the tree. A large L-shaped package covered in Christmas-y green and red wrapping paper was resting against the wall.

“That definitely wasn't there yesterday. Am I crazy, or is it shaped like a person?”

“It totally is! Look at the top.” Zoe pointed at the highest point, where a tuft of blonde hair stuck out of the back.

Suddenly the package moved, and a strange sound came from the ‘head’.

“Ok I can’t just ignore this. I am figuring out what it is right now.” Samantha sat beside it.

“Wait what if it’s from Carla? I know she’s normally chill, but she wouldn’t be okay with someone opening her gift before tomorrow.”

“It’ll just be a really quick peek. Oh wow!”

Samantha pulled away just enough strips to reveal a face inside the package: my face. My mouth was filled with a large cherry-red ballgag, my ears were plugged with two small soft tree ornaments, and my eyes were covered by my Christmas stocking held in place by wrapping paper.

“It is Nina! There’s her name on the stocking right there. Wonder how long she’s been here. We’ve been out all day.” Samantha tapped the ballgag.

“Mhhh!” I could feel the unwrapping and the touches but I couldn’t see or hear who it was.

“This ballgag is actually Carla’s gift for Nina. We were gonna all have a laugh about her big mouth needing a big gag. I guess her big mouth ended up talking herself into getting it early instead!”

Samantha lifted a tag looped around my neck. “Ooh would you look at that.” She turned the tag so that Zoe could see it.

[From: Carla] 

[To: Zoe]

It was Samantha’s turn to elbow Zoe. “I think you’ve just been given your dream gift~”

Zoe was red in the face but also wore a bashful smile.

“Mhhm! Mmmhhh!”

I kicked my legs impatiently. It was bad enough that my mystery visitors were more interested in inspecting my plight than actually helping me out, but I was desperate for help for a reason they hadn’t discovered yet.

vvvvvvvvvv

Zoe leaned in closer. “Do you hear that? It almost sounds like buzzing.”

“Ohhh I know what that is. Carla’s original gift to you was actually a vibrator.” Samantha poked a bulging shaking shape in the wrapping paper poking up between my legs.

“Too bad for Nina this is one present which is batteries included.”

Samantha started giggling uncontrollably. Zoe soon followed suit. They made half-hearted attempts to stay quiet, shushing each other which only caused further breakouts of giggling fits. All while I stewed in utter frustration.

“MMMH!!”

Samantha wiped a tear away. “Hahhh. Oh yeah, don't tell Carla I told you about the vibrator being your gift. Just in case it still is. You gotta act surprised.”

Zoe’s expression froze. “Wait! We can’t let Carla know about any of this. She would not be happy we opened my present early.”

“Oh damn you’re right. She’d probably tie us up the whole day as punishment or something. Ok, let’s just cover it back up and say nothing. We were never here.”

The two girls started gathering up the torn wrapping paper. “We need some more of this. Can you check in the kitchen? It’s all in one of the drawers somewhere.”

"Sure.” Zoe left for the kitchen. Samantha watched her leave and the moment she was out of sight, moved into action. She removed one of my earplugs.

“Hey Nina. I hope you were real happy with yourself when you spoiled my gift for you. Because I wasn’t! I worked hard to find something you’d like, then you go sneak a look at my order history and ruin it. But it’s okay, because I have a new present for you now~”

I wasn’t surprised to hear that Samantha was one of my not-quite-rescuers, but her words were worrisome. Aside from the foreboding hint, it was sinking in that I was not getting out. Suddenly a fabric was pushed up against my nose, a thick aroma assaulting my sense of smell.

“Mmghhhh!!”

Unbeknownst to me, Samantha had slipped off the panties she was wearing all day. She shoved them against my face, carefully folded to place the inside of the crotch over my nostrils. She placed a strip of the torn wrapping paper over it, just before Zoe re-entered with fresh supplies.

“Nice. Hand me another strip there.”

“Mmmh!! Mmmmmmgghh!!”

"Is she ok Samantha? She’s really fighting it right now.”

“Ah yeah don’t worry. The present between her legs just got to be a little more than she could handle. If you know what I mean~” wink

“Eh? ... Ohhhhhh! I see.”

Samantha surreptitiously kept the panties covered and unseen by Zoe. With her help, a fresh layer of wrapping paper soon covered my head fully once again, looking as good as when they’d arrived. From my perspective the layer was actually thicker and tighter than before, now with a pair of panties squashed under it, flooding the airspace within with its scent.

“Yaaawwn! I could really sleep right now. Let’s turn in.”

“Ok just one sec...” Zoe knelt down and leaned in close to me. She planted a gentle kiss on the protruding circle of the ballgag beneath the wrapping.

“Have a nice night Nina. We’ll see you again in the morning. Merry Christmas~”

“Mmmh?”

They left for bed. Leaving me stuck alone in the dark, wriggling inside a festive cocoon, enduring non-stop vibrations, chewing on a large gag and breathing through a pair of dirty panties.

I had never in my life been more impatient for Christmas morning to arrive.