He wanted a submissive whore for Christmas, and he got one. My master and I had a small Christmas party at the office this morning. He is giving me a few weeks off for the holidays, so this was our last time together. I was not going to fuck it up. I miss him when we are not together. I do not do well when we are not together either. I am in my sexual prime at 40. I need fucked daily. Master would not be happy if he knew half the things I do when he is not around. I guess that is why I am always in need of some slave training. Master and I exchanged gifts. I cannot get him anything other than a tie or bottle of booze or the wife raises an eyebrow. She has remained clueless, however, that I am his sex slave not just his paralegal. It was just us in the office, and I enjoyed every moment with him. He gave me presents, lots of nice gifts too. But all I wanted was to be his bitch. I wore a sexy Mrs. Claus outfit so he could spank me on my pantyhose clad ass. He loves when I wear hose. He is old school like that. I think my legs look sexier in nylons. My master got aroused more than he has in a long time. His cock usually needs a Viagra to fuck me. Not today. He got stiff smacking my hot round ass. That was my real Christmas present. He fucked my ass, and he has not done that in years. When we first got together, he only fucked my ass for fear of knocking me up. Once he realized I would never blackmail him, he trusted I was on the pill. He gave my ass a hardcore fucking too while slapping and groping my tits. It was like he was 20 years younger. Yes, Virginia there is a Santa Claus.