Stories of Tie Up Games

Hey everyone! Hope everyone's been having a lovely holiday! I've been working on this Christmas themed story for a very long time and finally am able to post it as my gift to all of you!

I will admit it is a long one, but this time I wrote out all the parts in one go! so no cliffhangers this time like my other stories lol

Ill post it all in chapters that can be read one at a time if the whole thing is too much for one sitting. Even if you don't always like longer stories or similarly tagged ones I still recommend giving it a read! I think its worth the ride! Believe it or not, all outfits and bondage scenes were personally tested irl for the story. which was almost as fun as writing this




Aubrey is a Senior in college. Due to an intense snow storm grounding any flights, she is spending Christmas at her older cousin Sasha’s house the next town over. Normally this wouldn’t be an issue, but Aubrey has always hated Christmas and unfortunately, Sasha and her friends thrive in it. The festive vibe, the colors, the decorations. Everything that makes it magical, she can’t stand. Her only hope is to survive the Christmas Party being prepared downstairs. Sasha and her roommates, twins Autumn and Summer do one every year with their friends Cali and Brook. To avoid the irritation Aubrey has taken to just shutting herself in the guest room.



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PART 1 Seasons Greetings


Aubrey's fingers hovered over her phone screen, thumbs twitching as she drafted another text she wouldn’t send. The guest room smelled like pine needles and cinnamon—Sasha’s doing, no doubt—and the twinkle lights strung along the ceiling cast shifting shadows over her scowl. Outside, snow piled thick on the windowsill, muffling the laughter drifting up from downstairs. Someone—probably Autumn—was belting off-key carols.

She lay on the bed clad in her choice of rebellious clothing for the night. Black leggings, thick grey socks, and a large black and grey sweater. Her dark black hair falling out from under a thick black cuffed beanie. She wanted to make a point that there would be no festive colors touching her tonight…

A knock rattled the door. "You alive up here?" Sasha's voice called teasingly. Aubrey tossed her phone onto the quilt. "Unfortunately," she muttered, but her cousin was already pushing inside, holding a mug of something that steamed. She was clad in a festive outfit. She worked part time as a Christmas elf down at the mall, which she needed to head to soon before the party. Clad in a green furry turtleneck that went almost to her knees, a black belt cinched around her waist. Red leggings protruding out from underneath. A red winter beret was perched on her head. An enormous chunky knit winter scarf the same shade of red was piled up around her neck. Thick knit mittens and knitted chunky red boot socks joined the set, the ensemble contrasted the green sweater dress glaringly. Some elf ears poked out from her dark brown hair. Aubrey internally rolled her eyes at the image of her cousin. “You look ridiculous” She scoffed. Sasha just squinted at Aubrey and rolled her eyes.

"Hot chocolate," Sasha announced, plonking the mug onto the nightstand. "With extra peppermint, since you're such a festive nightmare." She grinned, unfazed by Aubrey's glare.

Downstairs, glass shattered, followed by Summer's loud "Oops!" and Autumn's shriek of laughter. Sasha sighed, rubbing her temple. "Twins are always turning the house into some kind of warzone." She hesitated, eyeing Aubrey's stiff posture. "You don’t have to hide up here all night, you know." Sasha said, crossing her arms.

Aubrey huffed. "Watch me."

Sasha rolled her eyes but didn’t push. “Well, I have to work, but its just a quick show up, help, and leave. I’ll be home in a couple hours for the party. Cali and Brooke are on their way over soon too. You could at least say hi. Everyone’s happy you’re here. Even if you aren’t” she added hoping to encourage her.

“don’t you have a workshop to scurry over too” Aubrey lashed unenthusiastically. Sasha frowned. Getting annoyed.
“I’ll be back soon…Hope you come out by then…” she said a bit disappointed. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving Aubrey alone again with the muffled chaos below.

Aubrey simply scowled and laid down on the bed to fall into a nap. Why couldn’t all this ridiculousness just be over.



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Sometime later she awoke. A cold air rushing over her. She blinked several times. What was that twinkling sound. She looked up and her eyes shot wide open. “Who the hell are you??!” She barked.

In the office chair in the corner of the room sat a woman with burgundy hair. Her form clad in a long wine red knit cardigan that draped like a cloak. A dark green turtleneck underneath. Grey tights ended in black heels. She sat there grinning. “Hello Aubrey. I heard someone was in need of some Christmas spirit” she said

Aubrey rolled her eyes “uuuugh did Sasha put you up to this?? Why can’t she just leave me be!” Aubrey said angrily, rising to her feet an going to storm to the door to kick her out. The woman just smiled. “ah ah ah” She tsk’ed

With the flick of her hand the lights from the ceiling snapped down like vines. They whipped around her upper arms and yanked her off her feet. Depositing her back down onto the bed with a thump. Recoiling back up into the ceiling.
Aubrey sat in shock. Her heart pounding. Mouth open in shock. “What the…?!”

The woman stood and strolled over to the bed. As she did, her shadow followed along on the wall. Aubrey’s breath caught in her mouth as she swore she saw horns on the shadow. She blinked and they were gone. She assumed her fear was playing tricks on her. Her attention snapped back to the woman now sitting down next to her on the bed. Her body language was relaxed. Casual. Almost playful. “Who are you?” Aubrey asked.

“I’m a ghost of Christmas spirit of sorts” she responded slyly. “Every year I pick someone who seems to need some extra holiday attention. And that lucky bug is you this year” She cheered, tapping a finger on Aubrey’s nose. The woman laughed and then casually added into the end “or else!” she said as if it were a mundane thing to say

Aubrey frowned “or else what?” she said stubbornly “look lady I don’t know who you are, or why you’re REALLY here, but I don’t need help or attention or Christmas cheer. I just want to be left alone!”

“Oh, but you see dear. When you act that way. It’s not just about you. You affect the people around you too! Though most people like you don’t seem to ever acknowledge that” She chastised. Putting out her bottom lip to emphasize her mocking lecturing tone.

“I don’t care” Aubrey said stubbornly crossing her arms.

“we’ll seeee” the woman said ominously. She snapped her fingers and was gone

“What was that all about. Jeez” Aubrey asked no one. She looked around but the woman seemed truly gone. “Good riddance” With that she put her earbuds in, laid back, and started scrolling on her phone again.



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Autumn and Summer talked in the dining room. Summer laying out cookies while Autumn mixed her signature Christmas drink. Summer was the blonde twin. Her choice in attire for the night was a form fitting red turtleneck and a pair of oversized green plaid balloon pants. She loved the way they billowed when she walked. Red wool socks finishing the ensemble with the cinched ankles of the pants tucked into them.

Autumn didn’t get her sisters blonde hair, or sunny personality. She was the wild one. Always energetic and getting into some kind of trouble. Usually leading the festivities in a more “indulgent” way when it came to alcohol. Her Holiday special was an extra spiked eggnog concoction. Every year they’d roll their eyes when she was the first one to become playfully belligerent as she outpaced everyone else, except maybe Cali. She was clad in an oversized sweat set that practically swallowed her. Her head almost looking too small for the silhouette it gave her. But she’s never been comfier. She always favored comfortable baggy clothes, over the more fashionable choices of her friends.

She wore an enormous green hoodie with “jolly” written in red across the front. A red hood on the sweatshirt piled up around her shoulders that she gratefully let her head sink down into. Her fingers barely poking out the end of the long wide sleeves. Her thick head of fiery red hair cascading all about wildly. “Enjoy your cookies Mooom” she teased at Summer rolling her eyes at her more mature sister. “Ill be on the couch starting the fun!” she cheered strolling out of the dining room and down the hall to the living room. Summer disappeared through another doorway to the kitchen as Autumn plopped onto the sofa and put her feet up.

Her legs propped up on their large cushioned ottoman clad in an equally oversized thick pair of red sweatpants, ending in thick green socks. She was at her comfiest at Christmas time. She sipped on her drink happily enjoying the Christmas music blasting from the kitchen that she could hear clearly even from here.

She just started reaching for the remote when she felt a cold rush of wind accompanying a sparking twinkling sound. Suddenly feeling a presence, she turned and looked at the front door, thinking someone came in. But the door was closed. Here eyebrows knitted together in confusion. *weird* She thought to herself and turned back. She almost spilled her drink as she jumped when her eyes caught the face of the woman now sitting beside her. She yelped as the woman smiled. “Hi!” she chirped

Autumn sat for a second “I’m sorry who are you? Did Brooke or Cali invite you?” She said confused. Mind still trying to work out how the woman got there “Actually, Aubrey did” the woman said. Holding way too much eye contact. “Oh” Autumn said still slightly suspicious “I didn’t realize Aubrey knew other people in the area. She’s upstairs I think”

The woman’s smile grew “Oh that’s ok I already know that. I’m actually here to see you! You’re lucky number 1” she said excitedly. A devious glint in her eye that made Autumn uneasy. But the aura surrounding her put Autumn involuntarily at ease “oh…um…me?”

“Mhmm!” The woman nodded “why don’t you finish your drink and then we’ll talk about the plans from here. She said bluntly.

Autumn stared “oh well that’s ok I…” she was cut off as the woman reach forward and helped guide her hands up to put the mug to her lips “shhhhhhh” the woman hushed quietly and tipped the mug.

“Mgh?” Autumn mumbled as the drink started pouring down her throat. She gulped it down as her eyes locked onto the woman’s. These big…green…all-consuming eyes…She was mesmerized. She wanted to pull away but somehow couldn’t as the woman forced her own hands higher and higher. Draining the eggnog. Autumn helplessly watching the woman disappear behind the ever rising coffee mug blocking her view.

“Theeeere we goooo” the woman crooned “good girl! I added something special just for you!” she added and Autumn’s heart froze.

“You added wha….?”

She felt funny…”wha…?”

She wanted to start but her mouth started to feel numb. Her legs were heavy. Her feet simply flopped side to side in any effort. She went to lift her arms as she dropped the empty mug. They’d only make it so high before flopping back down to the couch uselessly. She started to panic, but the sensation was immediately suppressed by a warm relaxation spreading through her. Her head lolled back towards the woman; she looked up at her through heavier growing eyes “wha…wha?” she tried to say again. Holding her head up becoming difficult too. The woman scooched closer putting an arm around Autumn’s shoulder and pulling her close into an embrace. Autumn’s head rested on the woman’s shoulder now

“Shhhh go to sleep. Yes, just like that” she encouraged, and Autumn’s world faded to black as the woman ran a hand through her hair



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Aubrey was starting to doze off. Music blasting in her ears. Her phone laying on her chest when the rush of cold air disturbed her again. She opened her eyes “Gah!” she yelped as the was laying on her stomach next to her on the bed with her head propped up on her hands

“What is wrong with you?!” snapped Aubrey. Yanking her earbuds out and turning away to pace. The woman playfully kicked her heeled feet. As Aubrey turned, she caught them out of her peripheral. Her head snapped back to the woman. were those hooves? But no. there they were. In the same black high heels they were before…

“I don’t understand how you couldn’t just looove this holiday” the woman drawled “don’t you take any joy in the festive vibe! The whimsy! The cute clothes and colors!” she chimed fluttering the ends of her long cardigan like a cape in the wind.

“Because its stupid!” Aubrey scoffed. “The decorations are ridiculous! And all of your guy’s clothes just as dumb!”

The woman frowned in a mock pout “well that’s just rude” she murmured dryly. “Not even the thought of bringing people together in merriment? The human bond between everyone fueled by holiday cheer?” she smiled beaming hopefully.

Aubrey stared at her flatly “No….now beat it lady. This night’s dragging on long enough without you bothering me”

“You can call me Gry” the spirit said. “I’m tired of being called lady. And this just won’t do. You see I don’t stop once I’ve picked my special someone. This is your last chance. The consequences only escalate from here. You don’t need to cause problems for more of them…” Gry ended ominously.

Aubrey went to chastise the woman again and stopped. “What do you mean more of them” she asked suddenly confused…

“I told you your actions affect others” Gry grinned. “You like that phone of yours so much why don’t you take a look”…

Aubrey frowned and lifted her phone. “What is this?” it was the living room. As if she had a birds eye view from high in a corner. She watched on as she saw Autumn laying on the floor. She was still. Aubrey's eyes widened and her heartrate took off. The woman was kneeling over her. She had a roll of brown packing tape in her hand and was methodically binding Autumn with it from head to toe. Her hands were taped behind her back. Her ankles taped. Gry had Autumn’s head propped up on her lap and was in the process of pressing a long strip down over her mouth and wrapping it around her head.

“What have you done to Autumn!” Aubrey yelled angrily. Now on the defensive. Her hands up in a fighting posture. She circled Gry. “What have I done? No no no. it’s what YOU’VE done Aubrey dear” the woman said accusingly. Her cheshire cat smile widening. “I warned you your behavior would have consequences.

“Let her go!” Aubrey snarled. “Or what?” Gry laughed. “Sweety, you don’t scare me. And this night’s just beginning” She crooned mischievously. Her head turned for a moment. Then slowly turned back to Aubrey “looks like its time for number 2” she said threateningly

Aubrey’s head turned and her heart dropped. Her body trembled…out the bedroom window she could see Sasha coming up back up the sidewalk to the front door. “No!” She exclaimed under her breath. She shouldn't be back, she just left!

“You stay away from my cousin or else” She snarled again.
Gry smiled “or else what?” she said and stood waiting.

…….”SASHA!! DON…” Aubrey suddenly screamed towards the window. With a flick of her wrist Gry’s hand sparkled. The Christmas lights on the ceiling whipped down again “No!” Aubrey cried as a strand snaked her ankles. They were yanked together abruptly then her feet were wrenched off the ground. Before her head could hit the floor, another strand lashed out and circled her arms and chest. She went shooting up from the ground, slamming into the ceiling. She could feel more strands webbing around her. Like vines constricting her body “Let me go you witch!” She yelled at Gry. Still standing there smiling. Watching. “I swear I ghhhrmmghph!” she tried to yell but was cut off as several strands of the lights snapped around her head. Cleave gagging her with several loops of cables. She thrashed and struggled as she felt it all squeezing her tighter. Pressing her into the ceiling above the bed.

“you’re really going to end up on the naughty list if you keep this up” Gry mocked, wagging her finger. “Now you’re grounded while I go take care of cousy” She called back as she turned.

“Lrrv mrghg crsmmgh avermmgh!” Aubrey grumbled into her biting gag. Hands flailing uselessly from secured wrists. But Gry was gone. Aubrey panicked. She struggled and kicked and writhed but it was no use. She looked down at the bed she was hovering above and noticed her phone was lying there screen up. She watched in horror as the image of the living room played live now….



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Sasha trudged through the snow back up her driveway towards the front door. She muttered to herself irritated. “Of course I would do something dumb and forget something. Now I’m going to be late” She grumbled. Stomping up the steps she reached a mittened hand to the front door and barged in.

“Don’t mid me guys I’m not staying long I just….” She stopped as her breath caught in her throat…at first she was confused. Autumn lay curled up on the floor. At first she thought she was hurt. But that wasn’t it….her heart began to pound.

She appeared limp and unconscious. Her hands were behind her back, and her ankles crossed. Both wrapped in several layers of brown packing tape. She was gagged with multiple strips wrapped around her mouth and head tightly. Her wild hair flaring out above and below the gag. More layers of tape were over her thighs and around her upper arms and torso. Folds of her baggy outfit bulged out from under the tape

“Autumn! What’s going on?! Are you ok?!” She called to her. Nervousness was overwhelming her. Where was summer? She thought she could hear her in the kitchen with the music blasting. Did she do this?

She ran over to Autumn and stood over her “Autumn? Are you o-“ a hand clamped over her mouth. “MMMM!” Her body tensed. hands shot up and grabbed the hand. But her thick mittens could barely get purchase on the firm grip. Another strong arm wrapped around her upper arms hindering her further.

“MMM MMM!” She grunted desperately. She tried to thrash. Her body spasming in an outburst of frantic motion. Her feet kicked wildly, but her upper body was held by a hold like iron.

“You’re a feisty elf aren’t you” A voice cooed in her ear. It was a woman’s. One that both felt warm and alluring, yet full of menace and terror. She pawed at the hand over her mouth still uselessly. “Aww you’re adorable. Look at your cute little mittens!” the voice teased. Clearly aware of how they hindered her struggle. “So, you’re the cousin huh…I will say I give you props for doing your best with your cousin. But I’m afraid it just wasn’t enough”

“Mmbrmm?” Sasha grunted curiously. What has this woman done to Aubrey?? She struggled further. “Now now. That’s not going to work” the voice chastised “lets get you somewhere out of the way. Don’t worry though. Ill give you the best seat in the house” she said deviously….

CHAPTER 2 DECKING HALLS



Sasha fidgeted and squirmed where she sat. Her body twisting and tugging. Her feet dangling several feet off the ground.

“There I think you’ll be much less disruptive up here, don’t you?” the woman said standing before her. Slightly below.

She was perched up on the large mantle over their fireplace. Her body, in a sitting position, was tightly bound in miles of red and gold rope. The rope was tied in a crisscrossing Shibari like pattern. Above and below her chest, over her shoulders, around her waist, down her legs and on in a spiraling web. Tightly restraining her from neck to toe. Her feet hanging helplessly and uselessly in empty air. Her wrists ankles were bound the most. With the rope making it halfway up her forearms and shins before fabric was visible. Her mittened hands picking at the rope pathetically. She huffed in irritation. Shed never been so annoyed with a fashion choice before.

Her rope covered wrists were fastened to the rope binding her thighs, forcefully keeping them in her lap. A length of rope connected the rope around her knees to the rope weaving around her torso keeping her torso and thighs at a right angle. She wouldn’t lean to far forward for fear of falling. Another length of rope pulled taut from her ankles leading under her but. It was knotted to the rope around her waist to keep her legs from being able to kick out. Both ropes forcing her into her sitting position

“PHMM PHMMM!! MMMGHMMPHMM!!” She tried to cry out. But it was pointless.

Any speech was only met with the taste of yarn. The woman had used her own giant red winter scarf to gag her. It was wrapped around her mouth in a thick fluffy knit band. The scarf large enough to act as a cleave gag and an over the nose gag all at the same time. The ends had been looped around, tightened, then brought back to the front and tied into an enormous bow that was positioned over her mouth. The thick knot fastened tightly down forcing her jaw wide, pushing the fabric in, filling her mouth. She shook her head angrily, eyes glaring over the bow. and the woman giggled at the sight.

“Why don’t you just stay on your shelf elf” she teased. Sasha let out a muffled growl in response.

“I guess that one Christmas I spent in Japan really paid off” she said, admiring the rope work.

*Knock Knock Kn-Knock Knock* came a rhythmic sound on the door.

“Ooooh sounds like more company” The woman said. Her face lighting up. “Be a dear and doing spoil the surprise for our guests ok?” she said putting a finger to her lips

“Mmphm ghmm phmm ghmpghmm” cursed Sasha at the woman in a muffled string of grunts that barely made it past the scarf.

The woman snapped her fingers and disappeared in a puff of sparkles. Autumn out of sight as well.

The door swung open “Helloooo everyone!” a boisterous operatic voice called into the house as a figure came in. Heeled boots clacking on the floor. Cali, her usual chic dramatic self, strode in. Like a Christmas Cruella Deville, Cali was wearing an enormous bright white plush faux fur coat that went down to her shins, she held it closed around her tightly with black leather gloved hands as wind and snow blew in with her. She turned and pushed the door shut with a shiver “Brrrrrr. Goodness it is FREEZING out there. I’ve had that stupid Christmas song stuck in my head all day” She laughed still not noticing Sasha on the mantle, despite her best efforts to get her attention.

She Finally turned and walked deeper into the room. Black knee-high heeled boots, clad her legs. The tops of which disappearing under the large coat. Her gorgeous platinum blonde hair was pulled up into a massive bun atop her head. Most obscured by a very large white fur headband that covered most of the top of her head.

She finally looked up and made eye contact with Sasha. Bound and gagged on the mantle. Her eyes widened and she brought a gloved hand to her mouth with a gasp. Sasha met her eyes with her own wide panicked eyes. She mmph’d frantically, struggling in her bonds.

“Oh my god!” Exclaimed Cali, clacking over to the mantle. Her large coat flowing like a queen’s robes around her. As she stopped in front of Sasha “are…are you….are you our little elf on the shelf tonight?” suddenly laughed Cali.

“mph?”

“Sasha you are TOO cute” she continued still laughing. “Oh my gosh this might be one of the best props yet. We should do this to someone every year now!” she giggled. “Minus me of course. It’d mess up my hair…I bet Autumn and Summer had a blast getting you up there. Did you draw the short straw?” Cali chuckled nudging Sasha’s leg.

Sasha stared in disbelief.

*THIS ISNT A BIT! YOU DITSY FLUFFY MARSHMALLOW!! GET ME OUT OF THIS!!*

She grumbled and grunted frantically, pulling on the ropes and struggling on her perch. Not only was her body bound tightly, but the ropes forcing her in the sitting position made it hard to even make it look like she was visibly struggling. She waved her mittened hands, tried to kick her bound ankles, and shook her head. The bow flopping around as she did. Desperately trying to communicate with her eyes. But Cali was already looking away. Beginning to remove her coat.

“Oh stoppp. Just because you were the unlucky one doesn’t mean you have to be a grinch about it” Cali commented “It’s not like we’ll keep you like this all night…probably….besides, you look adorable!”

Cali laid her coat on the stuffed armchair near the fireplace, taking off her gloves and headband as well. She was wearing a long tight sweater dress. The top half white, and the bottom half red. The colors mixing in the middle in a snowflake pattern. The dress hugged the curves of the shapely woman as she turned to head to the kitchen

“I assume Summer is in the kitchen?” she called over her shoulder. Not waiting for a response.

“MMMPH DMMM GMMMPH!!!” roared Sasha into her gag. As Cali saunters down the hallway to the dining room, while singing her song that’s been stuck in her head….


♪♫ I really can’t staaaaay…Baby its cold outsiiiide ♪♫ and disappears from view.........



Sasha groans defeatedly and whines into her gag. A few quiet moments pass when a twinkling sound echoes in the room. The woman has appeared again next to the arm chair. She lets out a long whistle and turns to Sasha with a raised eyebrow “now THAT is a beautiful woman” the woman says casually. Lifting up Cali’s coat, holding it out in front of her inspecting it. “And she has good taste!” she crows excitedly

“Mmmm I just love this material. It’s so soft and fluffy!” she chirps, hugging the massive coat tight. “What do you think? Think she'd let me borrow it?” she asks if Sasha as if she's not a bound hostage right now.

“No?” she quips in response to Sasha’s glare and low growl. She steps closer and leans on Sasha’s legs. Putting an arm up on her thighs lazily, staring into the now empty hall where Cali walked off “That’s definitely a gift that deserves wrapped up under the tree” she purrs looking up at Sasha as if for confirmation “know what I mean?”

Sasha’s mittens flare and claw at the woman’s arm just out of reach angrily. The woman’s face flattens, fully communicating how ridiculous she considers the attempt. “You’re no fun you know that?” the woman says dryly.

With a mocking smile she tosses the coat up over Sasha’s head. Discarding it on top of her like she’s a coat rack. The large collar hits its mark and flops over her head. Sasha grunts a heavy “Mph!” as the weight of the coat lands on her. A muffled stream of curses flow out. The woman leans closer to listen and grins hearing that her complaints are barely audible. The bottoms of Sasha's feet are barely noticeable out from under the coat.

“Good enough”

She snaps her fingers and is gone again.



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Aubrey thrashes still in her vine like Christmas light prison. She'd watch helplessly as her cousin was trussed up like a festive turkey and deposited on the mantle. She watched Cali come in and like the airhead she is be unhelpful as usual. But she’s had it. She’s getting out and stopping this.

Shed felt some wiggle room opening up around a leg and an arm. The lights must lose a lot of their strength when Gry isn’t in the room. She snarled, biting down on the strands in her mouth and yanked. Finally, a hand wrenched free! “YGHVS!” she cried sand began ripping at other strands. Eventually getting her other hand. Ripping the gag out. A foot. She was getting out of here!



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A glass of wine filled higher and higher as Summer looked on in judgement, as it was well past a typical portion. Cali just smiled and continued.

“Really Cali. You’re almost as bad as Autumn”

“Its Christmas! What do you want me to do? Just eat your cookies? Boooring”

Summer rolled her eyes.

Cali finally finished and took her first big gulp. “I take it she’s passed out somewhere already?”

“What do you mean? she’s on the couch” Summer asked half paying attention now

“No, I saw our fun Christmas elf for the night, but no Autumn” she answered. Taking another sip

“Oh yeah, Sasha really is living her best life right now, isn’t she?” tragically thinking Cali just meant her outfit for her mall Elf gig and saw her on her way to work. She was however curious where Autumn got off to. “Maybe she went up to her room. Ill go let her know you’re here” Summer said, turning off the over finally and setting the trays down “I’m done anyways”

Summer jogged playfully out of the room. Cali leaned back on the counter and took another sip of wine.



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Summer scampered through the dining room, down the hall and through the living room. Humming Christmas tunes all the while. Her socked feet pattering on the floor as she moved right past the Large white fur mound above the fireplace. She was too preoccupied to hear the little noises coming from beneath it, and didn’t notice the small shifts and movements it made from the struggling bound Sasha underneath it. She simply skipped on and frolicked up the stairs….




Sasha struggled in darkness. She felt so helpless and humiliated. She could hear someone coming through the room and tried desperately to get their attention, but bound the way she was, movement was minimal. The extra weight of Cali’s stupid giant coat made it worse.

She groaned and just sat there when suddenly the coat started sliding off here. Her eyes beamed. Maybe they did notice her! Only to have her hopes dashed when the woman was in front of her once more. Her face sank

“Wow that worked better than I'd hoped. I did NOT want to explain that to her” she chuckled “don’t look so excited to see me sheesh” she teased.

Sasha’s eyes narrowed at the woman again, but she ignored her. She was infatuated with the coat again. She slid it on over top of her cardigan and did a few practice twists and twirls, admiring herself “what do you think?”

“Phm mph” was all Sasha bit back. Then looked to the hallway. The clack of heels sounded….




Cali came down the hall holding her glass of wine and just made it to the threshold of the living room “How’s our little elf doing!?” chimed Cali, standing in the doorway.

“MMM MPHMM! LMMM BMMPHMM!” Sasha bounced up and down on her perch looking more animated and erratic than before. Her mittened hands pointing straight at her, waving

“What? What is it?” Cali asked offhandedly as if Sasha could answer
“I think she was talking to me” a smooth voice said behind her

Cali spun around startled, almost spilling her glass. A hand shot out and cradled hers saving the wine. “whoops! almost spilled it” the voice laughed

“who are you?” Cali asked hesitantly, face to face with a strange burgundy haired woman. Now back turned to Sasha's warnings. Her eyes looking the woman up and down “and is that my coat?”

The woman, about the same height in her own heels stepped closer “oh I’m sorry, no one told you I was coming. I’m Gry” The woman said. Staring deeply into Cali’s eyes

“Oh…well nice to…meet you” Cali said caught a bit off guard and unsure. The woman’s eyes really were gorgeous. An emerald green you could get lost in. “I see you like my coat. I got it on Etsy actually” Cali laughed

Gry nodded “oh yes, its lovely! I think you look far better in it though” she said, running her hands along it. “When I first saw you in it, I could just wrap you up!”

“Oh stop. You’re too kind. I….what do you mean when you first sa…”

“Oh, look what we have here” Gry said cutting her off and looking straight up

Cali, confused looked up as well and saw they were standing under mistletoe that she hadn’t noticed there before.

“Mistletoe. You know what that means” Gry said stepping even closer. The fur of the coat starting to press against her.

“Well, I…”

“You what?...I’m not pretty enough?” Gry said with a protruding lower lip. She cradled Cali's right hand with the wine with her own. Her other hand interlaced its fingers with Calis left. Cali couldn’t look away

“well I…I…mmm..” she was cutoff as Gry pressed her lips against Cali’s. She held them there for a few long seconds before pulling back with a *mwah* accompanied by a twinkling sound.

“Wha..” but before Cali could get out more, she went limp in the woman’s arms. Her arms and head handing backwards over the woman’s arm where she caught her around the waist. “Best Christmas kiss ever” Gry grinned looking to Sasha watching from the mantle. Cursing at her and quivering in anger

“You know you’re really sour for a Christmas elf, and a lot of sass for someone with a bow in their mouth” the woman bit back. Looking oddly more intimidating now, her dark burgundy hair spilling onto the collar like blood…

Her head suddenly snapped to the side towards the stairs and for the first time the woman frowned…

“Your cousin is a handful isn’t she” said the woman and snapped her fingers, disappearing again. Cali flopped to the ground unconscious with a thud.

“mhmm” Sasha hummed in agreement.........



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Aubrey squealed in victory as she ripped the last strand and plummeted to the bed below. She bounced with an *oof!* and then rolled over

“Sasha I’m coming!” She yelled out and shot out of the bed rushing for the door. She slammed into it and it didn’t budge. She yanked on the doorknob that wouldn’t move “let me out!” desperately yanking on the door and banging on it with her other hand

“You are a problematic one aren’t you” Gry’s voice echoed. Aubrey spun and saw her sitting lounged on the wheeled office chair in the corner.
“Let my cousin and the others go now you witch!” she hissed.

Gry grinned and rolled her eyes “there’s no point Aubrey. You started this and now it’s going to play out” she said giddily. She stood and stood across from Aubrey now. She wasn’t much taller than Aubrey, but she could feel the force of malice emanating around her. Shed seen what her magic could do. Deep down Aubrey knew fighting her wasn’t an option. Aubrey blanched in fear desperately trying to find a way to get out still.

Suddenly she heard a voice “Aubrey?” It called faintly. Her head snapped towards the door
“Is that you?” Summer asked unsure. Getting closer.

Aubreys eyes widened as she recognized her voice. She looked at Gry silently, then whipped her head towards the door and opened her mouth to yell back…

”Oh I don’t think so. Its too soon for that” Gry exclaimed.

With a wave of her hand, Aubrey was blasted back off her feet by an invisible force. She flew across the room plummeting onto the bed like a missile, the impact, in one abrupt movement, tangled her in the thick comforter, bounced her off the bed, and the momentum carried her soaring further across the room. She became tangled further as the tumbled through the air like a dryer cycle. She felt her legs get wrapped up, her arms caught in weird positions. She felt the fabric cover her mouth and twist tighter.

She crashed to the hardwood floor so hard she skidded on, her bundled form shooting straight towards the open closet. Rocketing through the doorway and crashed into the back of it. Items toppling and flying at the impact.

Dazed only for a moment she blinked away the impact. She went to move but realized how well she get tangled. She thrashed and bucked to escape the comforter that now cocooned her from the nose down. Struggling difficult in the tight confines of the closet. as she heard the voice at the door and a hand on the knob. She went to cry for help.

“MMMMMPH!!!”

Gry put a finger to her lips and winked. With a hand wave the closet door flew shut without a sound. That same instant the bedroom door opened….




“Aubrey?” called Summer as she padded into the room. “I thought I heard something” She asked nervously. The room was empty. She frowned looking around again. No Autumn, and now no Aubrey? Things were getting a bit concerning. Shed checked the other rooms and no one was anywhere to be found.




In the closet Aubrey angrily thrashed and rolled in the comforter. To haphazardly wrapped and twisted up in it to gain and freedom. The thick fabric muffling any attempt she made to call for Aubrey. She tried to thump into the wall or the door, but the padding of the blanket kept any sound from the impacts. She turned red in frustration. Trying harder, enraged. Rolling and twisting like an angry caterpillar.




Summer looked around the room once more, before relenting. Out the window she saw a familiar figure coming up the drive. Maybe she would be some help. Unaware of the helpless bundled and gagged Aubrey in the closet, she closed the door…


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PART 3 Jingle Bell Rocked



Downstairs the door came open without a knock and Brooke pranced into the house

“Merry Christmas!” She cried giddily.

Prance was definitely the right word. She bounced up and down in her typical bubbly fashion and was dressed the part. She was wearing a large Tan Hooded Teddy coat, that made her look round from the waist up with its bulk. It was cropped, cinched tightly at her waist. brown chunky turtleneck sweater with red crisscrossing patterns across it was underneath. Her brown leggings clad legs moved gracefully ending in a pair of Tall tan Uggs.
She closed the door and skipped inside. She had dark wavy hair and topping her head, inspiring the description of her entrance, she had on a headband that had big stuffed deer antlers sticking up out of it. Little bells clad the antlers that jingled when she moved. Doe ears sitting lower down above her own.

She looked around the room confused. Figuring there’d be an audience by now.

Sasha once again began loosing muffled cries and struggling from the mantle. Drawing Brookes attention.

Brooke’s face lit up and she barked a laugh “Well aren’t you a cute little trussed up elf”

“Nmm!” Yelled Sasha shaking her head. What is wrong with everyone tonight. Why is being bound and gagged, NOT concerning to ANYONE!!

“We can talk in a minute Sash, but is it ok If I go upstairs and spruce up a bit?” she asked giddily, barely paying attention.
“NMM BRMMGH MPHMM!!” Sasha answered. Gesturing with her mittened hands pleadingly.

Brooke laughed and turned towards the stairs. “Good! I have time to fix my hair. I have to look good if I ever want to show up Cali!” She called and dashed up the stairs to the master bathroom. Brooke and Cali always competed for who looked better on Christmas. While the rest of them always went for more casual looks.

Sasha watched dumbstruck as the jingle bells of possible rescue faded up the stairs. She sat for a moment staring then rolled her eyes up and screamed into the gag in frustration…



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Aubrey continued thrashing in her bundle. Every bit of progress getting stymied by a hand caught in a new fold, or a pull just making it tighter around a foot. Slowly but surely though she was making headway. She cursed unintelligibly into the thick comforter still obscuring her mouth. Growling with the effort




Summer had just turned to head to her room when a crescendo of bells came rushing up the stairs.
“Brooke!” she called excited. Forgetting her purpose up here for a moment. “Or should I say Vixen?” She laughed

Brook closed her eyes and flashed a cheesy smile and giving a dancer’s curtsy. “Why thank you!” She beamed, shaking her head and jingling the bells on her antlers more.

“Did you see anyone when you came in?” Summer asked “I can’t seem to find anyone. Cali said she didn’t either”

“Hmmm. Nope! Just our little bondage elf by the fireplace” Brooke gushed. “Whose idea was that anyways. Its hysterical! I can’t believe you even convinced Sasha to do it!”

“Sasha? I thought she went to work”

“Nope! She’s downstairs. Maybe it was Autumn and Cali’s idea?” Brooke shrugged “anyways I gotta fix my hair. Be down in a bit!” Brooke said skipping off to the bathroom down the hall.

Summer now confused pattered back down the stairs.

When she entered the room, she jumped in shock. Her hands flying to her mouth “Oh my god Sasha! What happened!” Summer cried. Running over to her bound roommate.

Sasha let out a loud exaggerated sigh of relief as someone FINALLY realized this was not a voluntary thing.
“Mphmghmphghmmmdrmmphmm…” She babbled on into her gag, flailing her hands. Summer frantically picked at the ropes. Desperately trying to find ends or knots

“Jeez! Whoever did this knows their stuff. Who did this to you?! What happened?! I can’t find anyone!” she rambled.

Sasha frantically grumbled back trying to point out that she was gagged.

“Oh right!” Summer realized and reached up. But her face turned distressed as she couldn’t seem to loosen the scarf.

“I can’t get it! I don’t understand!”

Suddenly a door slammed shut in the hallway and both girls’ heads turned towards it.

Out strode Gry. Now back in just her cardigan. Cali nowhere in sight. She clapped her hands back and forth like someone who just finished a labored activity. “Hi there. Sorry I didn’t introduce myself yet. I had to hang up my coat. She drawled. As if it meant something.

“Who the hell are you?! Did you do this to her?!” stammered Summer blocking the path to Sasha, Arms spread as if to protect her from the strange woman the strange woman.

“I’m one of Santas helpers!” Gry teased. She snapped her fingers and an enormous heavy fabric Santa sack appeared in her hands. “And I’m here to spread Christmas cheer!”

“Theres plenty of cheer here already!” Summer growled. Her hands raising into fists. She contracted like a cat ready to pounce. Teeth bared.

“Oh, we have another brave one I see” Gry smirked. “Are you sure that’s how you want to play it? Theres an easy way, or a hard way. The easy way is you be a good girl and climb into this bag for me” She grinned as if it were a reasonable offer…Summer gave her answer with a hand gesture.

“Hard way it is…” Grys voice echoed. Suddenly a layer of deep reverberation mixing with the pleasant feminine tone. 4 objects suddenly appeared, floating around Gry’s shoulders. A roll of gold gold Duct tape floated above each shoulder. Two coils of green and red thick shiny tinsel garland hovered to her sides. The ends of the garland slithered out into the air, as if alive. All pointing towards summer.

Summer suddenly almost lost her nerve with a *gulp* at the sight. But she regained her mettle.
“I’ll take my chances” she sneered

“Have it your way” Gry smirked. The silence was broken with the sounds of the duct tape rolls abruptly stretching out a length each threateningly.

Gry then scrunched her nose twice. There was a twinkling sound and a muffled squeak from behind her. She glanced back and saw Sasha fly off the mantle down on top of her. Summer cried out and they crashed to the ground together. Summer sprawled on her stomach. Sasha laying still bound and helpless on top of her.

From her position, Summer looked up at the woman standing over her.

“You cheating bi…”

The garland struck down at her….



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Sasha grunted loudly as she was finally able to tug her mouth and chin free of the blanket. “NNGYAAAH!” She gasped in relief. An arm burst free next. She still kicked and pulled as she pulled herself to the door with one arm. Sliding along the floor. She reached up stretching and managed to get her finger tips on the door knob.

They fumbled with it for a bit before, with a surge up, kicking with her feet, she grabbed it, threw it open, and flopped to the ground in one abrupt move. As she hit the ground the other arm dislodged. And she’d slid forward enough to move her legs finally. She kicked out angrily, huffing until she finally kicked free of the cursed comforter.

She jumped up, brushed her hair out of her face, and fixed her beanie.

“I’m never sleeping with THAT blanket again” She coughed back at the mound of fabric.

Running over to the bed she picked up her phone and looked at the screen. “No! Dammit!” she cursed.

On the screen, Sasha was now laying squirming on the floor. On the other side of the room near the stairs was Gry and Summer. Gry had Summer halfway stuffed into an enormous sack. Her chest up still thrashing and struggling against Grys grip on her shoulders. She was gagged with gold duct tape, and her body bound with an erratic web of tape and shiny tinsel garland wrapped all around her.

Suddenly Gry looked up exactly at the vantage point of the phone. An evil smile stretched across her face. Without looking away, she took the opening of the sack with one hand, and placed the other on top of summers head. In wone aggressive move, Gry finished shoving Summer the rest of the way into the sack. Yanking the drawstrings, contracting it shut. She let go of the now sealed sack and stood. Leaving the bagged Summer to flop around on the floor with a casual gestured, Sasha floated back up to her spot on the mantle.

She clapped her hands and the phone went black….

“Crap!” Aubrey blurted and ran for the door. She just threw it open when a voice called behind her.

Gry was standing in the middle of the room. “Where do you think your going?” That devious look all over her face.

Aubrey Took off down the hall. There was an open bedroom door on the other end. And just before it to the left was the closed bathroom door Brooke was in. Christmas music blasting inside. She had to get to her and then they had to go get help. She sprinted down the hall clumsily. Calling out to the last remaining friend.

“BROOKE! BROOOKE! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!!” She screamed. She was almost to the door. Without breaking stride, she looked back at her room and her heart skipped a beat.

Gry stood there with an outstretched hand and had sent the wheeled office chair after her! It thundered down the hallways at a blinding speed.

“NO! BROOO-AAAAGH!!!” cried Aubrey as the chair slammed into her and scooped her off her feet just before she got to the bathroom door. She screamed as she sailed right past. The chair ricocheting off the walls and sending her spinning as it continued on. As she spun. Gry sent a heap of red Christmas bead strings. The trapped her to the chair as she spun. Eventually crashing to a halt into the other bedroom. She was haphazardly tied to the chair. She struggled and tried to untangle her body as she looked towards the bathroom door. Going to call to Brooke once more.

Gry’s hand stretched out to the side and then swung across her body. Responding to the gesture, a drawer in the bedroom flew open and a thick wool hiking sock flew out. Aubrey’s mouth had opened wide and barely got out the beginnings of a scream when the thick sock smashed into her mouth. Stuffing itself halfway in.

“MMMPH!!” she exclaimed. Shaking her head trying to dislodge the sock. Looking over at Gry, she waved her fingers condescendingly and both bedroom doors swung shut…..just in time for Brooke to open the bedroom door and step into the hallway….




Brooke looked around. She could have swore she heard a Ruckus out here. Her face showing her befuddlement. She thought she could here a stifled faint sound but couldn't pinpoint it...

With a shrug she made her way back downstairs. When she got there, she saw Sasha still on the mantle “Are you sure you’re comfortable up there?” Brooke asked, walking right past an enormous closed sack, that looked stuffed to the brim, near the stairs. Not noticing the small shifts the bag made.

Sasha gestured frantically. More muffled pleas coming from under the scarf. Brooke finally started having a feeling about the urgency in Sasha’s eyes. She padded over to her. “What? Is something wrong?”

Sashas mittens folded upward and jabbed. As if to gesture to her mouth. “The scarf? You want the scarf off?”
Sasha nodded frantically.

“Well why didn’t you just say so” Brooke chuckled and reached up. She tugged at it a few times. Then made her way to the big bow. Still no give. “I dunno Sash. Whoever tied this made it really tight. I don’t want to break a nail” She complained. “You might just have to stay gagged til someone can help me”

“Nmmm!” Sasha exclaimed She started nudging her head and body towards the sack. Brooke looked over. “Over there? The bag?” she asked starting to make her way over. “Did you guys get presents for everyone or something?” she asked cluelessly. Standing over the bag, she noticed little movements here and there. There was something faint coming from in it.

“What the?” leaning forwards she undid the drawstrings and opened the bag

She squealed and jumped “Summer? How did you get in there??” She cried.

Her head was all that was visible inside. A piece of gold duct tape plastered across her mouth. A crease appearing and disappearing at its center and Summer tried to work her lips beneath it. Her eyes pleading. The fabric of the sack had swelled inside to cushion the space around her. That’s how it looked so over stuffed when there should have been plenty of space for her slender build. With the opening of the bag, that cushion retracted revealing the rest of her body. Summer was sitting in a ball at the bottom of the thick bag

Her upper arms and chest were wrapped in layer after layer of gold tape. Her legs bent, knees shoved up against her chest. Thighs wrapped in tape as well. Her arms were hugging her own thighs, and tied beneath her knees with green tinsel garland. Her ankles wrapped in multiple loops of red tinsel garland. Gold looped around her ankles and then up and around her neck. Holdin her in her balled position.

“Mmm nmm mmm bmmm” Summer whimpered as she stared up at Brooke with panicked eyes.

Brooke picked at the tape sealing Summer’s mouth but her fingers couldn’t get a grip on the edges. “What is wrong with this tape! I can’t get it!” she groaned. Growing more and more flustered.

“Hi there” sounded a voice from behind her. She clenched with a start, whipping around. The sound of bells ringing out with the abrupt movement.

“Who are you?” Brook asked. Taking a couple steps back.

Gry ignored the question. “Ooooh, they do always say reindeer are easily startled. No need to be skittish” she said holding a hand out palm up as if she was approaching a startled animal.

Bells jingled as Brook took more steps back. “Stay back, don’t come any closer” she said fearfully. Despite the smile, something about this woman was off.

“No, its ok. Here girl. I’m not gonna hurt you” She chimed patronizingly.

“I’m not actually a deer lady. Stay away from me. She said backing up to the wall. Cornered.

“We’ll see” said Gry. Smiling big. Brookes eyes widened in terror. As this time her toothy smile had fangs. Her legs shook, locked into place and her bells jingled wildy from her shaking.

The woman clapped her hands together and then spread them slowly. Something materializing in her hands as she did. It was a long green rope. A coil of it in one hand and the end hanging in the other. Tied onto the end was a large Christmas door wreath. Giving it the appearance of a festive lasso. Summer and Sasha mmphed and squirmed where they sat as she boxed Brooke in.

“Don’t be scared. you see I’m something of a magical Christmas Creature myself” she said innocently. Looking to Brookes antlers “were a bit alike, see?” She said

Brookes paled and her eyes grew wider as saucers as from her point of view there was the sprouting of horns, the flash of fur, the baring of pointing teeth.

“Boo!…” The woman barked with a cackle. Two gagged screams and a normal one reverberated throughout the house and Brooke broke out into the sprint of her life….



She darted past the woman in a blur of motion. She rocketed down the hall towards the dining room. She turned into the kitchen where there was a back door.

She shrieked. The woman was standing there already. She spun and darted back the other way. Making her way back to the living room she could see out the large front window. A couple bundled up against the cold walked by. Arms locked. Both deep in conversation.

“Help! Help Us!” Yelled Brooke as she slammed up against the window. Palms slapping the glass


Outside the couple strolled down the icy sidewalk. Their heads pointed forward when the figure in the house filled the window. They noticed the first sounds echo as a wreath leapt from behind the figure and landed perfectly over the upper arms of the figure. The figure barely had time to look down at what lassoed her when she was yanked out of view of the window.

The couple looked at the house for a moment. After nothing happened they looked at each other and shrugged. Walking on. Not noticing the curtains sliding closed as they left…..



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Brook lay struggling on the ground. She was bent forward almost in half. Like some sort of reverse hogtie, her hands and feet were tied all together and cinched in between in loop after loop of thick twine. The position like you would tie a trophy deer that you just hunted. She mumbled and moaned unintelligibly. Her face covered with her turtleneck. Unrolled, the thick fabric reached the top of her head. Covering some sort of gag beneath. Some tufts of hair and her antlers and ears poking from out top. Bells jingling frantically in the struggle.

“There there” the woman said. Back in her normal form “calllmmm shhhh” she cooed as if to calm an animal. Much to Brookes irritation. Brooke bucked and tugged but the rope held her for limbs together firmly. Heavy breathing bubbling up from beneath the thick fabric covering her face.
“Almost done” The woman said to no one in particular and picked up Brooke bound form in her arms. Lifting her effortlessly.

“Now we just need to Hide the gifts before our little star gets out”

PART 4 Dashing through the snow / Tannenbaum




Sasha once again tore herself free from her bonds. Yanking a hand free, pulling the beads off her. She tugged the sock out of her mouth with a *Pweh!* and tossed it to the floor.

As she stood up, she listened. But the house had fallen silent. She cracked the bedroom door and poked her head out. And listened. No music. No muffled cries for help. What was going on? The silence was unnatural. She slowly opened the door further. Cringing as it creaked loudly.

“I don’t know why you’re being sneaky. Like I don’t remember where I left you” Gry’s voice emanated from behind her.

The hairs on the back of Aubrey’s neck stood up and she slowly turned to face her. She was lounging on her side on the bed with her head propped up on her hand.

“Why are you doing this to us!” Aubrey yelled angrily “why us!”

“Because of you of course” Gry beamed “I told you that already” she smiled a cat’s smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I thrive on causing chaos. And there’s no better time of year. I told you I love the decorations. But there’s that little extra something that really makes them pop! And that’s festive little prisoners. But the best part? The cherry on top is the one that hates everything about this time of year. The naughty ones who need a little Christmas cheer. You’re like a beacon that draws me. What makes it all worth it” She finished. The look on her face seeming to imply other nights come to mind

Sasha stood, hands clenched. “So, what now?”

“Now?....now you’re the only one left. I hid away all the Christmas gifts. Just one more left to wrap up…You can try and rescue them, or run. Either way, it wont work. I always win at the end. But I never turn down a good chase” Gry purred “Ill even give you a head start” and with a snap of her fingers. Mariah Carey's ‘All I want for Christmas is You’ starts echoing through the house.

“I hate this freakin song” Aubrey groans

“Everyone does” chirped Gry “Now run….”

Aubrey took off down the hall “Sasha! Autumn! Summer! I’m coming!” She yelled

She frantically checked Summer’s bedroom. Nothing. She ran back to the spare bedroom, nothing but the discarded comforter heaped on the floor.

Sasha's?

She ran in the room. What was that? A sound? She sprinted to the closet and whipped the door open “Sasha!”
Sasha was laying on her side up on a shelf in the closet. Still in her roped position. More ropes were added, lashing her down to the rack she laid on. He eyes wide, pleading into the thick scarf gag.

Aubrey ran up to her and desperately pulled at the ropes. “Come on, come on!”

“Drats. they always find the one hidden in the closet first” Tskd Gry behind her standing in the middle of the room. Wagging a finger, Aubrey looked at her hands. Dark fur covered the backs of them and crept down her fingers. Were here nails longer?

“I’m sorry Sasha!” relented Aubrey and she sprinted out of the closet and past Gry. Sasha Mmphing after her

She ran back into the hallway and now all the previously open doors were shut. But a sound came from the bathroom Brooke had been getting ready in. The sound of bells jingling. She barged through the door.

“Brooke are you still in here??!” she called and skidded to a halt

Brook was suspended from the ceiling by a rope that bound her ankles and wrists together. She looked like a deer on a spit. She swayed, bobbed, and jingled where she hung. Muffled pleas bubbling up from under her turtleneck.

Aubrey ran up and began to uncover her face “Don’t worry Brooke I’m here!” trying to roll the thick turtleneck down it just uncovered her wild panicked eyes when it became stuck. She tugged at the fabric, grunting frustrated. “mmmmphmmghmm!!” mumbled a terrified Brooke

“I can’t get it down! It won’t move!”

She looked in the mirror of the bathroom. Gry stood leaning on a wall in the hallway “ah ah ahhh. This reindeer needs her rest for the big night” She teased snickering. Her teeth bared fangs and more dark hair had appeared lining her cheekbones.

“Dammit!” cried Aubrey and ran out of the bathroom.

She dashed down the halls and half ran half fell down the stairs. Almost losing her balance several times trying to move so fast. She spun around the post at the bottom and rushed through the room, as she rounded a couch she suddenly tripped over the enormous sack in the middle of the room.

“Summer! Summer can you here me?! Ill get you out!” she yelled and grabbed the drawstrings sealing the opening. She pried with her fingers and picked but the knot wouldn’t give.

Little lumps bulges started appearing and vanishing here and there around the sack. Signs of Summer struggling inside. Quiet grunts could be heard deep within. She started to get worked up. Her face red with anger. She tanked on the top of the sack, yelling in frustration. “Open up! OPEN UP!”

“Naughty girl! No peeking in Santa's sack before Christmas” taunted Gry, sitting up on the mantle where Sasha once was. Her legs crossed. The top one bouncing playfully. Aubreys eyes widened looking at them. Hooves were where her heels once were. She hadn’t been imagining things. “What is this” she muttered

She gave another jerk on the sack, but nothing could open it. She hugged it in a hurried embrace “I’m coming back Summer! I promise! I’ll get help!” she yelled into the fabric and ran for the hallway.

A sound to her left sent her throwing open the closet door “Cali? Autumn?” Inside was Calis fluffy coat hanging on a coat rack. Wait it was moving. She cocked her head confused. Heeled boots Stuck out up from the collar. The fluffy material wrapped tightly around them. They wriggled. She looked down “Cali!” She cried out

Cali’s head was thrashing out of the bottom of the coat. The material closed tightly around her neck. She’d been bundled up and hung upside down on the coat rack. The garment had been wrapped tightly around her. The sleeves the same giving the appearance of the coat giving itself a hug. Cali’s thick fur headband covered her mouth. Her black leather gloves peaking out above and below it. It sounded like they’d been stuffed into her mouth. Her bun bobbed around in her struggle.

“Hang on Cali. I got you!” Aubrey reassured the cocooned girl. She tried to force the coat open but couldn’t find a seem anywhere. The ends were cinched snug around her neck and ankles, but there didn’t seem to be anything there doing it! Shed fallow the sleeves only to never find the ends. The middle of the coat where the buttons should be seemed just be sealed together. She pawed around the furry bundle desperately.

“This can’t be happening!” Aubrey lamented. Growing more and more distressed and demoralized.

“No no, not this one” Gry laughed “this gift is for me. Isn’t that right gorgeous” Gry winked.

“Nmmmh! Gmmphmm!! Hmmmph!” retorted Cali writhing in her furry prison.

Aubrey grabbed Cali’s body and yanked. Hoping maybe she could at least break her out of her suspension.

“Give uuuup Aubrey. It’s just getting hard to watch” Gry mocked. Sighing exasperatedly. “We don’t need to make this harder than it needs to be”

Aubrey cursed and dropped Cali. Running once again. She tried the back door but Gry was standing there, shaking her head. She sprinted back to the living room.

She scanned the room and saw the large cushioned ottoman. The top of it shook and rocked. Typically, it was used to store blankets. She raced to it and threw the lid open “Autumn!”

Autumn was curled up, crammed inside the compartment of the ottoman. Still wrapped in the packing tape. “MMMMM!” She cried. More packing tape had been put everywhere sealing her in the compartment. Aubrey ripped at it to no avail. She knew she wouldn’t be able to get it. Just like all the others. These weren’t just bindings. There was magic at play.

“AAAAAAAGH!” Aubrey roared, enraged. Gry lounged on the couch watching her. “Ready to give up yet?”

Aubrey looked at her and the color left her face. Gry had on a black beanie similar to hers. Ram horns curled up from underneath. Her ears once normal, now had the appearance of a goats.

“What are you?!” She exclaimed. Gry’s form both entrancingly beautiful and monstrously terrifying at the same time.

“I told you. I’m a spirit of Christmas” She sang. Her voice sending reverberations through her body.
Aubrey stood frozen for a moment. For those brief seconds she considered finally giving up……But no….That wasn’t going to happen. She wouldn’t give this witch the satisfaction.

Aubrey launched up and crossed the room again. If she couldn’t help her friends, then she’d find back up who could! Before Gry could get up She hurdled the sack and grabbed the front door. It flew open and she was blasted with cold air before plunging outside into the snowy winter wonderland.

“HEEEEELP SOMEBODY HELP MEEE!!!” She screamed into the silent night. The air quiet and soft in the eerie way snow made it. She sprinted down the driveway and started down the sidewalk.

She looked down the road and her eyes lit up. Heading away from her down the street towards the cul-de-sac, was a police car. “WAAAIT COME BACK!!! HEEEEELP” She screamed again, running frantically down the sidewalk waving her arms erratically. It was ok. Hed have to turn around and come back the way her come once her got to the end.




Gry casually sauntered out into the cold air. Cardigan flowing behind her like a sorceress’s gown. Her hooved feet easily traversing the snow. She watched Aubrey sprint on. Slipping and tripping here and there. Trying to flag down a police car.

“Oh, that just won’t do” she said to herself.

Bending down she plunged her hands into the snow. Lifting up a heap she packed it tighter and tighter. Her magic flowing in, til she was left with a perfectly spherical, smooth, sparkling snowball.

She drew her hand back and raised her other hand thumb up. With an eye closed and her tongue sticking out of the side of her mouth she aimed for a long while “There!”

Her hand whipped forward and the snowball launched into a high arc. It sailed through the cold night air. Whistling like an arrow shot from a bow.




Aubrey sprinted on waving her arms and shouting. The car was almost fully in the cul-de-sac and would have to loop around any second

“HEEEEEY OVER HERE!!! IM OVER HE-HGH!!!” with a loud *OOOMPH!* something slammed into the back of her head. She saw stars and the next thing she knew, she faceplanted straight into the piled-up snow…..

Moments later she blinked. She was face down in the snowdrift. “Uuuugh” She groaned. Her head throbbing, vision blurry. She could barely lift her head. The rest of her body not responding. She got her head up just enough to peer over the snow she sank into. The police car was rounding the end of the road and about to drive back past.

“Help…” she said weakly. Her voice barely carrying. “I’m here….”

Behind her Gry looked up at the tree above Sasha and pursed her lips. Blowing air like trying to put out a candle, a winter wind gushed. A massive pile of snow dropped from the tree and thudded down on top of Aubrey….Moments later the squad car drove by an unusually shaped mound of snow. But not unusual enough to stop…..

As the car disappeared, Gry strolled up to the snow mound. With a wave of her hand the top of it was swept aside. Aubrey’s motionless form lay face down indented into the snow.

With a hooved foot, Gry nudged Aubreys side, turning her onto her back.

“vhvhvhvhvhvhvh” Aubrey shivered. Teeth chattering. She lay motionless on her back. Her eyes were half closed as she stared up at Gry. Her hands slowly working there way up to cross in front of her. Trying to ward off the cold.

Gry stepped a hoof over to Aubreys other side so she was standing, straddling her. She crouched down over the freezing trembling girl. She didn’t struggle, or curse, or argue. She was too tired. Too cold.

“Comon pumpkin. Let’s get you inside and warm you up. We have decorating to do” Gry said softly and comfortingly. Reaching her long-nailed hands up to the cuff of Sasha’s beanie. With a swift tug. She pulled it down over her face. Plunging her into darkness……



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Aubrey slowly woke. Her eyes still closed.

Where was she? The beginning of *I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas* Filled the room.

She pried her eyelids open slowly and blinked several times as she came to. The room coming into view. No. not the room. Gry. Her horned silhouette taking shape several inches from her face. The Beautiful and Horrific visage finally coming into focus.

“Oh, good you’re finally waking up! You took quite the nap” her honeyed voice poured into her ears.

Aubrey went to stand. No…she was already standing….She tried to move…She couldn’t. She went to groan but was stopped. Something was tightly covering her mouth. She tried to work her lips and jaw but couldn’t. Tape?

Not a part of her budged. As she came into more awareness, she tried to take stock of her body. She attempted to look down, but whatever was gagging her held her head still too. She seemed to be tied to a pole. But there wasn’t a pole in the living room? What felt like more tape was wrapped tightly around her and the pole from shoulder to ankle. Her hands had been balled up and taped as well.

“mmmmm mmghmmm” She mumbled at Gry

“Hussshhhh” Cooed Gry “there’s no scrambling out of this one Aubrey…You’re mine” That devious smile dancing across her face.

Gry stepped back into the room. Lamps giving the room a cozy glow. The fireplace crackling. Snow falling outside.

“Mmmmm the perfect cozy vibe to decorate for Christmas….lets see where to start”

Walking up to the mantle she looked up “Ah yes, we HAVE to start with our elf on the shelf first” With a snap of her fingers, Sasha appeared back on one side of the mantle. Still bound in the web of Inch thick red and gold rope, as she was before. Her cheeks seeming extra rosy with added blush, and highlighter on her nose giving her a shiny whimsical sparkle. Her beret had been pulled down over her eyes, blindfolding her.

“Don’t worry dear, you’ll have some company on the mantle this time. It’s not Christmas without stocking stuffers” She gushed. She clapped her hands twice and an object appeared hanging on the other side of the mantle.

It was a giant red velvet Christmas stocking with a white thick fur trimmed top. The Stocking bobbed and swung. Probably due to the struggling figure stuffed into it. From out the top was the head and shoulders of Autumn. Red Duct tape bound her tightly inside. It could just be see peeking out from the top of the stocking that ended just below the tops of her shoulders. The fabric of her thick hoodie spilling out over top of it. She struggled and thrashed blindly as a red ribbon was tied over her eyes.

Her complaints were muffled by a thick red knit knee sock stuffed her mouth. The way her cheeks bulged, it was safe to assume her mouth was packed full. The enormous sock still having excess to spill out. The extra fabric was cleaved and held in by a tightly tied red ribbon.

“Don’t you look comfy in there” Gry teased, giving Autumn a shove and sending her swinging. Her head looking around rapidly, blind to whoever pushed her. Her mmphs sounding throughout the room.

“Now…let’s see” Gry paced “Back home there were always two gifts. One from Santa and one from a loved one”

She turned and waved a hand. And suddenly something appeared next to Aubrey. She magically rotated thanks to Gry who apparently didn’t want her fixed position to ruin her view.

It was Summer. The thick stuffed Santa sack plopped down beside her. This time though it wasn’t fastened shut all the way. Summers head protruded out the top. Lolling back and forth helplessly. A Red Christmas bow tied around her neck, the material flared out under her chin like an open flower. A big Santa hat sat on top of her head. It was pulled down over her eyes. The fluffy bobble flopping around as she struggled.

“MMMMPHGHHHPHMM!” She plead. The tape now gone, she was cleave gagged with a thick length of the green tinsel garland, wrapped around her head twice. Red garland was draped over her shoulders. She teetered and bounced in the sack. The thick padded material Keeping her in place.

“There's from Santa. And noooow one from me. To me!” Gry laughed

With a wave of the other hand Cali appeared in her arms. Shed been turned completely into a giant Christmas present. Wrapped up completely in a gold fabric wrapping. Lighter gold, wide, patterned ribbon was secured around her ankles and neck. The ends of the wrapping flaring out from each end like a giant candy wrapper. More ribbon secured the middle. Her boots gone. Red socked feet kicked out one end of the wrapping.

Cali’s head shook out the other as Gry held her in a tight embrace like a bride in her arms. “What better gift come someone ask for” teased Gry as Cali mmphed frantically. She was gagged with a jumbo “Do Not Open Before Xmas” Sticker plastered over her mouth, and blindfolded with a red ribbon. A large bulbous stick-on gift bow sat tilted on top of her head in front of her big bun.

“I know you’re as excited as I am” Gry teased again. Kissing Cali on the forehead and setting her down at Aubreys feet “But no opening gifts early in this house” She chuckled. Cali now wriggling and squirming on the floor.

“Oh, I almost forgot! Can’t leave out Santa’s loyal companion!”

Walking over to the fireplace She looked down at the floor. Aubrey rotating to follow. Gry wrinkled her nose, and jingle bells filled the room.

Brooke’s form appeared on the floor. A chorus of bells crescendo-ing in kind.

She was on all fours, Forearms and knees, and held that way with leather belts. Her hands and feet had been stuffed into thick patterned cabin socks. The were block colored, beige with black at the toes. Giving the loose appearance of deer hooves. Gry had added a fake deer tail to Brooke's attire. Her wrists and ankles were bound tightly with the black belts. Her ankles lashed to a belt around her waist. Her wrists attached to a belt looping up over her neck. Finally, her knees and elbows were tied all four together as well. This all keeping her in her animal like crouched position. As she wobbled, jerked, and wriggled.

The deer antlers jingled on her head frantically and were now accompanied with a harness of sleighbells strapped to her body. Her eyes were covered with a black sleep mask. Her turtleneck was returned to its proper place tucked up under her chin, her cries for help and whines were stifled by a giant rubber candy can secured between her outstretched lips with a black strap.

*jingle jingle jingle* “Ghrmm phlmr ghrmm” *jingle jingle jignle* the helpless girl carried on.




The Six of them were finally laid out. A helplessly festive ensemble arrayed on display. All bound gagged and blindfolded in their own unique decorative prison.

“You don’t think I forgot about you, did you Aubrey?” Gry chimed moving back in front of her.

“Mm?” she moaned. Fidgeting in her restrictive bonds.

“Of course! After all. I did tell you you’re the star of all this”

Aubrey looked confused at the woman as she stepped back and suddenly a tall full length grand mirror appeared in front of her.

Aubrey's eyes shot wide. She was in the corner of the room where the Christmas tree once stood. It had been discarded to make room for her. It wouldn’t be needed anymore.

She was indeed taped to a short pole that ended just above where her head did. The bottom and her feet couldn’t bee seen. A thick red tree skirt piled up around them in a wide circle.

From her shoulders to her knees, she was covered in a giant cone of pine needle garland affixed some kind of frame keeping it in place. Over top of it were looped strands of lit up white Christmas lights. Around her neck was a big red bow, fastened with ribbon. Her mouth had been taped shut and secured to the pole with wrap after wrap of red duct tape. Her black beanie had been swapped out with a thick knit green one. And finally. Attached to the top of the pole, just above her head. Was a bright shining Christmas star.

Gry smiled widely from behind the mirror as Aubrey took in the sight. She was humiliated. Going from not wanting anything to do with Christmas or its decorations, to being turned into a bound and gagged human Christmas tree.

“Mmmmm MMmgmmm!” she pleaded into the strict gag and wriggled in place. Breathing heavily through her nose.

The mirror disappeared and Gry gave a long sigh “aahhhhhh…and now my work done my little tannenbaum. I can finally enjoy this wonderful Christmas Eve night. Who knows. Maybe I'll open all of you in the morning” She said fiendishly

Striding over to the stuffed armchair, she plopped down. Positioned for the perfect view of her little display. She opened her hand and a glass of wine appeared. “Nothing better than this. Don’t you think girls?” She mocked.

The music played as she took a long sip of her wine. With a snap of her fingers, blindfolds disappeared and hats lifted from eyes.

Wide eyes darted around the room as the captives took in their merrily helpless situation. With another snap, the girls all began struggling in unison. The music began growing louder, their mmphs growing louder with it. All of them wriggling, squirming, twisting, bouncing, bobbing, and swaying.

“I’ve always loved dancing displays” Gry said. Finally relaxing. Her body swelling with magical power as the festive energy earned from her night of Christmas Chaos that fuels her magic.




She admires the sight one more time and then looks towards you....



“Merry Christmas!” she cheers with an smile



The End

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Still making my way through this but just wanted to say this is really well written and an interesting concept. There is a good level of description too, nice work!

Bigballgag1 wrote: 4 weeks ago Still making my way through this but just wanted to say this is really well written and an interesting concept. There is a good level of description too, nice work!

Thank you! I've been slowly building this story since last Christmas! lol I know its a bit long for what's usually popular on this site, But I figured its nice for something to stop back and read more of here and there.

I figured Id post the better quality images after so that they didnt disrupt the story too much!

Ugh so cute as always (:

I don’t even know if I can give a review that does this story proper justice but I’m gonna try

Your writing style is simply fantastic, your descriptions are concise and vivid, I can picture everything that’s happening to our characters with ease. The way you write dialogue between characters is fun to read too, it’s just so playful and teasing between everyone, like you can tell the group has been together for a very long time.

The way you used the girls outfits to convey their personality was really good, and from a pure fetish standpoint Cali’s fur coat was such a staple of this story for me and I loved how it was used to keep her bound.

The bondage parts were all very well done as well, again your use of the characters outfits to directly link them to their specific bondage scenario was very creative and well done! And the vibe in general was just so cozy, like it felt like I could’ve just as easily been a part of the group hanging out with them for a holiday get together.

And finally, the magical abilities of Gry were such a cool and unique way to get the girls bound, the way that you had her use them too, she exuded such an air of confidence and control over the entire group, situation, and night as a whole. I’ll definitely be coming back to this story over and over, it’s such an enjoyable read, you really did an amazing job with this

The WinterShuffle wrote: 2 weeks ago I don’t even know if I can give a review that does this story proper justice but I’m gonna try

Your writing style is simply fantastic, your descriptions are concise and vivid, I can picture everything that’s happening to our characters with ease. The way you write dialogue between characters is fun to read too, it’s just so playful and teasing between everyone, like you can tell the group has been together for a very long time.

The way you used the girls outfits to convey their personality was really good, and from a pure fetish standpoint Cali’s fur coat was such a staple of this story for me and I loved how it was used to keep her bound.

The bondage parts were all very well done as well, again your use of the characters outfits to directly link them to their specific bondage scenario was very creative and well done! And the vibe in general was just so cozy, like it felt like I could’ve just as easily been a part of the group hanging out with them for a holiday get together.

And finally, the magical abilities of Gry were such a cool and unique way to get the girls bound, the way that you had her use them too, she exuded such an air of confidence and control over the entire group, situation, and night as a whole. I’ll definitely be coming back to this story over and over, it’s such an enjoyable read, you really did an amazing job with this

Thank you so much! Im so glad that people are enjoying it. It definitely was a joy to write hopefully as much as it is to read lol