Club der Scheissefresser by MISTRESS LUCIANA - Leaving Santa Feasting on My Shit
As I stood before my beautifully decorated Christmas tree, adorned with glittering ornaments and golden tinsel, I couldn't help but feel a sense of euphoria. This was, without a doubt, the most magical time of the year. But then, something entirely unexpected happened.
There he was, kneeling before my tree, leeching off my new shiny black leather stilettos, and all but disappearing into thin air. It was surreal. And just when I thought things couldn't get any weirder, I realized that he had, in fact, devoured every last candy cane from my carefully wrapped presents. Not a single one was left behind.
I couldn't contain my shock and outrage. What kind of Christmas monster was this? A cherubic face and a fluffy white beard did not make up for such gluttonous and greedy behavior. Something had to be done about it.
Without hesitation, I drew my own freshly-made Christmas logs from my ass and presented them before him. The warmth still seeped between my fingers, reminding me of the unholy aroma that wafted from his mouth. After all, he had been feasting on my shit. Literally.
One by one, I watched as he shoveled the shit logs into his gaping maw, his cheeks bulging with every bite. But despite his insatiable appetite, he couldn't quite swallow it all down, and much of it found its way into his long, white beard. It was a sight to behold—the holy and the profane entwined in a mutually degrading act of submission.
As he struggled to digest my gift, I couldn't help but feel a perverse sense of satisfaction. Maybe this was indeed the true meaning of Christmas after all—a reminder that even the most sacred of figures could be reduced to a mortal state, greedily gorging on the remnants of another's being.
In that moment, I realized that true humility lies not in obedience but in indulgence. And so, I let him continue his feast, watching as his face contorted with each bite of my shit, knowing that this was my gift to him—a reminder that they're nothing without us. The one who gives life and the one who takes it away.
