Lacey Chabert Vs. Lindy Booth
by Wiffo

As the screen came to life, the sound and visual of static soon gave way to that of a crackling fire inside a fireplace, yule logs and all. In the background, if one is listening closely, they might hear the tune – if not the lyrics – to “Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas.”

“Christmas,” says a low voice, so jolly it almost makes you want to believe HE is real, “It's the time of year for family. For good times and festive cheer. And perhaps, most of all, for giving. And it is in the spirit of giving that I pass on this gift to you, the posters of FCF. To the writers who posted stories to entertain us, to the readers who read and enjoyed and recommended those stories to others and requested other stories to be written to inspire those writers, and to the people who just put up countless poll after poll after – on second thought, no. Those people are on my naughty list. But, for the rest of you, I've managed to put together something you will enjoy.”

As the background music continues, the picture on screen pans out from the fireplace to show the whole room. It looks to be a large cabin – warm, cozy, decorated for the holidays. There's a large tree in one corner, several small figures running around excitedly, getting things ready, and a table at one side with milk, cookies, and other goodies. It's even large enough, in fact, to hold in it's center a large wrestling ring, four-sided, ropes in red and green.

“I have invited two thirty-something Hollywood actresses – who, in fact, recently starred in Christmas movies themselves – to compete in a special match. A Christmas Cums Not Just Once A Year match. The stipulations are simple – the loser is the one who can't answer a ten count after being made to orgasm, and aside from that there are no rules. They will need to wear each other down in whatever ways they can to achieve this goal. Various devices to help out with this goal have been hidden in and around the cabin, if they choose to look and find them. This will not be an easy win for either lady, but they are, I assure you, good readers, up to the task. Besides, it wouldn't any fun if things were EASY, now, would it? These two women have been training extensively for months, just for this fight, so I believe it's time to get things started and introduce them.”

“Introducing first,” says the voice, as one of the small figures – okay, let's admit it, they are Christmas elves – who was wearing a red and green suit and shades along with his pointy, bell adorned cap and shoes knocked on the door he was standing beside. It opened, and out strode a gorgeous redhead, skinny – but athletically so – clad in a Christmas red tank top and booty shorts with white, furry trim that accentuated all her curves, holding a larrge red sack over her shoulder and sucking seductively on a candy cane, “From The Librarians and 2011's “Christmas Magic,” and 2013's “The Twelve Trees Of Christmas”, she is Liiiiiiindy Booth!”

Hearing her name announced, Lindy giggled, taking the candy cane from her mouth and sticking it into the security elf's mouth before skipping towards the ring. She skipped the steps, instead simply jumping onto the apron of the ring and then – after wiggling her but a little for the camera's – she showed off her agility once more by leaping over the top rope, into the ring. She did a little twirl in the middle of the ring before sauntering into her corner with a grin as she waited for her opponent.

“And her opponent,” says the voice, as – on the other side of the cabin – another security elf went to knock on another, identical door but it opened before he could and out stepped a gorgeous brunette. She looked all business, cracking her knuckles like nuts in a nutcracker, clad in a two-piece bluish green lingerie set that barely held in her curves and massive bust as she stared right at Lindy, “You know her from Party Of Five, and probably less from 2015's “Family For Christmas”, and 2016's “A Wish For Christmas”, she is Laaaaaacey Chaaaaaaabert!”

Lacey immediately sprung forwards, diving into the ring without much more fanfare. She popped to her feet, and immediately walked up to Lindy in her corner. For a looooong moment, the two stood, breast to breast, just staring into each other's eyes, Lacey's breasts almost dwarfing Lindy's pair. Finally, Lindy raised an eyebrow, as if to ask, “Is this REALLY how you want to start things?”, and Lacey's serious expression turned into a grin. She gave Lindy several light smacks on the cheek, as if to respond back, “Oh, how cute. I'm going to DEVOUR you, bitch,” before turning and heading to her corner and she was almost all the way there when she felt the soles of two boots impact with her back, as Lindy had snuck up, leapt up, and dropkicked her face first into the corner, signalling the time keeper elf to ring the bell to start the match!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Lacey stumbled back, shocked, and felt two arms wrap around her waist and before she could do anything, Lindy lifted her off her feet, leaned back, and slammed her back and neck into the mat with a German Suplex!

Instead of just letting go, though, Lindy rolled through, seating herself on Lacey's matchbooked legs, immediately reaching down, grabbing Lacey's panties, and – already – attempting to pull them off. It was still much too early, though, as all Lacey had to do was thrust up hard with her legs to throw Lindy off of her. As she got to her feet, she turned to see Lindy getting to hers, giving Lacey a shrug, a grin, and a raise of the eyebrow as if to say, “You ASKED for this.” In response, Lacey rolled her eyes, then leapt up and hit Lindy in the face with a dropkick of her own, sending the redhead rolling back into her own corner. Holding her chin with one hand and pulling herself up by the other, Lindy glared out at Lacey who had stepped to the middle of the ring, gave her an, “I know,” grin and raised her arms in the air, beckoning her opponent forwards for a lock up.

Lindy gave a little, “Why not?” shrug, and pushed out of the corner, arms raised. The two circled for a few moments once she got closer before Lindy lunged forwards, grasping Lacey's fingers in her own. The two struggled against each other for a loooong minute, pushing back and forth, each gaining grown until quickly losing it again. That is, of course, until Lacey stopped fucking around, went into full gas, and basically steamrolled the formerly straining now shocked redhead into the corner. Lacey leaned in as she held the struggling Lindy against the corner, and gave her a slow lick to her right cheek before backing off – with a parting slap to Lindy's top covered left breast – right back into the center of the ring where – with a little bit more theatricallity and flourish and a LOT more grinning – she raised her arms above her head in challenge once more.

Lindy stepped out of the corner a little more tentatively this time, cracking her neck from one side to the other as she just glared a hole through Lacey. She waited until she had reach the center of the ring and the two had started circling again before slowly raising her hands above her head. Lacey looked up excitedly, unable to believe the stupid bitches hands were getting closer and closer and closer – but so was Lindy's foot, which buried itself into Lacey's gut before pulling away to let her bend over, which left her open to a right hand that sent her stumbling to her knees.

“If you're going to tease me, hun, do it RIGHT,” said Lindy as she grabbed Lacey by the hair, yanked her head back, leaned down and just planted a several moments long, tongue-filled kiss on the busty brunette. She pulled away smiling once her point was made, snapped a kick across Lacey's bosom, then released the brunette's locks and darted towards the ropes. She raced back towards Lacey, lifting her leg up when she got close, looking to boot Lacey's head off her shoulders – but MISSED!

Lacey managed to duck at the last second, wrapping her arms around Lindy's waist and lifting her up into the air as Lacey herself got to her own feet, before just chucking Lindy over her shoulders. But Lindy – showing off almost feline agility – managed to use Lacey's shoulders as a springboard so she could land on her feet! And, as soon as she did, she spun around with another kick to Lacey's head WHICH ALSO MISSED!!! Lacey barely ducked this time, then spun around – fists raised – only to find Lindy had taken up a similar position.

Thus, the two just stood there, staring each other down for several long moments, dukes up, breathing hard, looking like the cover of a boxing DVD. Neither woman moved, however, until the sound of clapping ruined the moment and both women turned to the crowd of elves watching them from outside the ring, all of whom seemed quite impressed with the even fight thus far.

“This is awesome!,” cried one elf. “Don't stop! Keep going!,” shouted another. “Show us your tits!,” screamed a third, who was summarily smacked in the back of the head by a fourth. Smiling, Lacey turned back to Lindy, only for the smile to turn into a grimace when Lindy's – who had been lying in wait – snapped a chop across the brunette's bust that had her gasp as she stumbled back. Lindy went in for another, but Lacey blocked it and gave Lindy's breasts a chop of her own that had her stumbling back as well. And so it went for the next minute, the two trading chops to the chest back and forth, the elves “Oooooh,”-ing and “Aaaaaaah,”-ing as they did, like toy aliens in a claw machine.

In the end, it seemed Lacey was getting the better end of the exchange, as Lindy tried to back off, her smaller bosom starting to feel sore. Lacey, like a shark sensing blood, closed in, chopping her breasts in quick succession once, twice, thrice – before Lindy blocks the fourth and pokes Lacey in the eyes! The blinded brunette screams, turning away and rubbing her eyes, but once she rubs some of the pain out of her breasts, Lindy is back on her, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her under her arm in a headlock. Lindy smiled as she grinded Lacey's face against the side of her hip, but once her vision returned, Lacey slammed an elbow into her gut.

Lindy grunted, but didn't let go, instead tightening her head lock. So Lacey drove a second and a third elbow into Lindy's gut and when she felt the headlock loosen, she put both her hands against Lindy's back and SHOVED, freeing herself and sending the redhead hurtling into the ropes. Lindy bounced off them, came running back, and Lacey surged forwards, arm outstretched for a clothesline but Lindy DUCKED!!! Lacey spun around and started to follow Lindy to the other ropes, but Lindy leaped up, bounced off the middle rope, and came back towards Lacey with a Springboard Back Elbow!

But Lacey moved her head slightly to avoid the elbow, wrapped her arms tightly around Lindy's waist, and – with the help of Lindy's springboarded momentum – fell back and drove her back and neck first into the mat with a souped up Back Suplex!

Lacey grinned as she rolled to her knees, watching Lindy laying there in pain, holding the back of her neck. She crawled over to the redhead, sat over her head with her knee against Lindy's neck, choking her out as she raised her fists in the air mock-victoriously to cheers from two, maybe three of the elves watching outside.

“Tough crowd,” said Lacey, rolling her eyes, before turning her gaze to the gurgling Lindy beneath her, “I guess they want to see something more impressive. What about you?”

In response, Lindy slammed a fist into Lacey's toned tummy. Lacey grunted, and answered with three hard stomach punches of her own, Lindy's gurgled groans like music to the brunette's ears.

“Time to oblige, red,” said Lacey, grabbing on to Lindy's hair and pulling her to her feet with her. She held her bent over by the hair, and slammed one, two, three knees into her gut. Lindy grunted with each blow, tried to fight back with a elbow to Lacey's gut, but – though Lacey released her hair – it also came with a quick, hard kick to Lindy's face that absolutely stunned her as she flopped back to the mat! Lindy felt herself being lifted up to her feet again, unable to do anything while stunned and holding her face. Lindy felt Lacey's hands – one against her neck, the other between her legs – as she was lifted into the air, feeling like Lacey was about to Body Slam but instead – after walking around the ring a little, showing off her “prize” - Lacey dropped Lindy down across her knee with a Backbreaker!

Lacey held Lindy there, one hand now on her neck, the other her waist, just streeeeeetching her out across her knee. Lindy was hurting, but still struggling to get out of this, trying to wiggle her way out of it and failing. Lacey grinned, looking down at her prey, the hand against Lindy's waist moving down to her crotch, starting to rub and caress it, getting a VERY slight moan from the redhead followed by a not too strong slap to Lacey's stomach, which only pissed her off. Lacey lifted Lindy back up, slammed her back down across her knee – getting a nice scream from the redhead – pushed her off her knee, then looked out to the crowd of elves.

“How about THAT?” she asked them, raising an eyebrow. The crowd got into a huddle, taking a moment to think and talk amongst themselves before separating and one of them pulled out a large sign with a big black number five on it.

“REALLY tough crowd,” muttered Lacey, as she looked down at the hurting Lindy, “But that just means I'm going to have to find more FUN ways to hurt you.”

“Y-you can TRY,” moaned Lindy, starting to push herself up to her hands and knees, only for Lacey to step over her, and drop – ass first – right onto her back.

“Yes,” said Lacey, grinning, putting her feet flat on either side of Lindy's head, putting her arms up over her knees, then cracking her knuckles in preparation, “Yes, I can.”

Lacey then placed her hands under Lindy's neck, pulled it up a little so she could see the elves watching outside the ring, then PULLED back as hard as she could, getting a good scream out of her with the Camel Clutch locked in.

Lacey dropped Lindy's head slightly before reeeeeeearing back again, clearly enjoying the pain she was inflicting on her redheaded opponent. So it seemed odd to the elves outside when she got a grin on her face and dropped Lindy's head again, only to rub her hands together malevolently. All became clear, though, when she just raaaaaaaaked the nails of her one hand across Lindy's face, trying to ruin her gorgeous features. And that continued, too, with another rake to the face – getting a scream that felt delicious to the brunette's ears - followed by Lacey sticking two fingers inside each of Lindy's nostrils and yanking up as she fish-hooked the right side of Lindy's mouth and yank it, as well, to the side, the elves all cringing at the attempted disfigurement.

To say Lindy wasn't enjoying this was probably an understatement, but the advantage was that Lacey seemed distracted in her enjoyment of this torture. So Lindy managed to subtly pull her hands off of Lacey's knees and immediately placed her hands on the mat and PUSHED. She managed to get to her knees with Lacey on her back before the brunette realized what had – and was – happening, and though her immediate thought was to worry she suddenly got an idea in her head and a Grinch-size grin appeared on her face. Unaware of this, Lindy continued pushing herself up, surprised that Lacey was just letting it happen – until, that is, the instant she got to her feet, felt Lacey pull her knees up against Lindy's back and yank back on her neck so that Lindy would fall backwards, right into a Backstabber.

Lindy screamed at the impact and once Lacey let her go, flopped to the side, holding her back. Lacey looked out to the elves – who held up a six – and groaned, before crawling atop Lindy's back again, this time sitting in the small of it facing out towards the side instead of the head or feet. Speaking of, she pulled up on Lindy's legs enough that she could lock them together and hold onto them with one hand, while grabbing onto Lindy's neck with her other hand. She then started rocking back and forth, back and forth, before ending up on her back and holding Lindy above her in a brutal Bow & Arrow.

“You know, this'd go EASIER for you if you stopped fighting back, red,” said Lacey casually amid Lindy's screaming, rocking back and forth still to intensify the pain of the stretch, “Just lay down, let me have some FUN with you – just TAKE your medicine, so to speak.”

“Go.... FUCK... yourself,” Lacey gurgled out between screams.

“I PLAN to,” said Lacey, rolling her eyes, yanking back on the hold in response, feeling pretty good about the scream it got out of Lindy, “LATER. You know, after I've kicked your ass and fucked you dry.”

Looking over, Lacey saw the elves give her another five, making her groan with frustration and let Lindy go, flopping back to the mat, again holding her back.

“Fine, you picky little bastards,” grumbled Lacey, pulling Lindy to her feet, and shoving her into a corner, “I know what you REALLY want.”

Reaching forwards, she grabbed onto Lindy's tank top with both hands, trying to rip it in half down the middle. Still hurting but not wanting this to happen, Lindy started fighting back, driving fist after fist into Lacey's gut, the brunette giving up on the top to drive several hard elbows into the side of Lindy's face before ripping her out of the corner into the middle of the ring.

“Fine. You want to be stubborn?” Lacey asked, kneeing Lindy in the gut and shoving her head first between her legs, “Then I can DEAL with STUBBORN.”

Lacey wrapped her arms around Lindy's waist, started to lift her up, but Lindy – stubbornly – wiggled her legs to disorient Lacey, throwing her off and stopping her. Lacey tried again, got Lindy a little higher, but – again – Lindy wriggled her legs, and Lacey let her drop back down. Getting frustrated, Lacey slammed several elbows into Lindy's back, before wrapping her arms around her waist again and – finally – lifting her up into the air for a Powerbomb!

Lindy, though, started just driving fist after fist into Lacey's face, again disorienting her enough that instead of slamming her back down, she instead just shoved Lindy off her to get her away from her. But, as she did – and as Lindy started falling – she wrapped an arm around Lacey's neck, bringing her with her and driving her head-first into the mat with a DDT.

As both ladies lay there, barely moving, Lacey laying on top of Lindy, several of the elves started up a “Hooooly shit!!” chant, while one of them held up a card with a big black eight on it.

With a groan, Lindy pushed Lacey's groaning, half-conscious body off of her, and – shaking her head to shake off the cobwebs – crawled on top. She lifted her head up by the hair, and pounded three quick, hard blows right into Lacey's nose, grinding the last one against it a little before pulling the punch-drunk brunette to her feet and whipping her hard into the corner!

“Things are about to get ROUGH, babe,” Lindy screamed at Lacey as she backed up to the other corner. Then, like as if a switch had been hit, she suddenly spun around, rocketing towards Lacey's corner, leaping up in the air when she got close and driving her further into it with a Corner Splash.

Lindy kept up her speedy momentum, racing back out towards the other corner. Lacey stumbled out of the corner, but Lindy helped her back in, rocketing back towards her, raising her leg, and driving Lacey's head back into the top turnbuckle with a brutal looking Corner Big Boot.

Lindy kept her boot up there, though, using it to push Lacey's head back against the turnubuckle for several moments. Once she let go, she again took off at a run as the stunned brunette slumped down in the corner, bounce off the far ropes, racing back, and absolutely nailing her with a Running Knee to one side of her face in the corner.

Not breaking a sweat, Lindy raced towards the OTHER far set of ropes, bounced off of them, came back and smashed a second Running Knee into the OTHER side of Lacey's face. Breathing hard – but finding this oh, so, so, soooooo satisfying – Lindy took off one last time, this time again to the opposite corner. She barely got to it before spinning back around, acting like this was a victory lap, speeding up when she got close to Lacey, leaping into the air, grabbing onto the top ropes on her way down and just bouncing up and down, up and down, up and down onto Lacey, the Bronco Buster both painful AND embarassing.

“Hot damn, Lacey, those tits of yours are GREAT,” Lindy cried, giggling as she did, continuing to just bounce and bounce and bounce, “It's like jumping up and down on a COUCH!”

She made one last good bounce before bouncing to her feet, instead, then reaching down, pulling Lacey to her feet, propping her up against the corner, and cupping her breasts in her hands.

“Good GOD these things feel GREAT,” Lindy said gleefully, giving them a good squeeze that made Lacey moan, then turning to the elves that were crowding the corner, trying to get a good view, “Want to see em, boys?”

Getting nothing but excited head nods in return, Lindy grabbed it by the bottom, and quickly and swiftly lifted it up and and off Lacey's body, the brunette too loopy and in pain to stop Lindy from stripping her topless, a top which Lindy shingslotted into the face of one of the elves, who then fell backwards.

“Oh, ho, ho, ho, MAAAAAAAAN,” Lindy squeal delightedly, feeling the flesh of Lacey's breasts now between her fingers, “We are going to have soooooooooo much FUN!!”

“Sorry. Correction,” Lindy said, scrunching up the bottom of her face and leaning her head to the side slightly as if she'd just made a mistake while giving Lacey's tits another good hard squeeze, “I'M going to be having fun. Not WE. Pretty sure you WON'T be having much fun.”

With that, Lindy tied up Lacey's arms in the ropes then stepped back and fired a right hand at Lacey's bare left breast, getting a scream from the brunette. She followed this up with two more rights, then a left, then another right, then an uppercut to both of them.

“You know, you should lend yourself out to a gym,” Lindy said casually, continuing to redden Lacey's breasts with her punches, “Just let em beat on your tits like punching bags! Like, those – oh, what do you call em... OH!! SPEED BAGS!! Just hang you up to the ceiling, let em beat on your fun bags, make some mooooney. Or, OH!! They'd work as a RADIO, too!”

To prove her point, Lindy stopped her punching and instead reached out, taking a nipple in each hand and twisting them from side to side, intently focused on playing with her new toys, even amid all the screams.

“Let's see... A.M, F.M,” said Lindy, leaning her head in close, trying to see if there was any difference in the screams depending on which direction she twisted Lacey's nipples, “No volume control, exactly, buuuuut....”

Lindy suddenly slammed a knee up between Lacey's legs that turned her screaming into a gurgling gasp.

“.... there IS a mute button. So, yes, you WOULD make a decent radio,” she said cheerfully, before thinking for a moment then letting go of Lacey's nipples and raaaaaaaking her nails across the brunette's breasts, “OR scratching posts. These are, like, the swiss army knives of BOOBS. But I know, I KNOW – I shouldn't ABUSE my toys like this. No, no, no, no, nooooooo.... I should be MUCH more.... gentle.”

Lindy started slow, her hand slowly massaging and groping Lacey's tits, making Lacey moan slightly as she did. What made her moan even more, though, was when Lindy leaned her head down, started sucking on her left breast. Lacey gasped when she felt Lindy take one of her nipples in her teeth, stretching it back before letting it go and leaning back in to suck it better. She repeated this for a few moments with Lacey's right breast before stepping in close, stepping up to the first turnbuckle, and slipping her legs through the ropes, basically using Lacey as a chair.

She wrapped one hand in Lacey's hair, pulling her into a tongue-filled kiss, said tongue flicking around all around the inside of Lacey's mouth. Lindy's free hand travelled down, down, wrapping itself around Lacey's right breast, groping it, making the busty brunette moan, her moans reverberating into Lindy's mouth and making her shiver with delight. That hand then went lower, lower, past Lindy's own thigh, slipping itself inside Lacey's panties, past her neat bush, grasping her pussy with one hand and starting to grope it, to massage it, slipping two fingers inside her and starting to sloooowly pump them in and out, in and out.

“How's that feel, hmmm?” Lindy asked, pulling out of the kiss for a moment to see the blissful expression on Lacey's face, a face which suddenly came to life, throwing itself forwards into Lindy's own, surprising her. A second headbutt stunned her and before she could do anything else, Lacey's arms suddenly ripped themselves out of the ropes and wrapped themselves around Lindy's waist. Lacey pushed herself out of the corner, raising Lindy in the air with her, took off at a run, leaped in the air and nearly DROVE her through the mat with a Running Sit-Out Powerbomb!

“THAT,” said Lacey, wiping a few errant hairs out of her eyes with one hand while yanking Lindy's out of her panties, “Felt GOOD.”

“Now, let's see if I can make YOU feel just as good,” said Lacey, pushing the stunned Lindy off her, then rolling onto her stomach, “You know, eye for an eye, repaying the favour and all that? Oh, speaking of which...”

Lacey reached down, continuing with what she'd started earlier, grabbing the collar of Lindy's top, and slowly ripping it in half through the middle, until she pulled it apart, ripping the garment off her body and tossing it aside, revealing the redhead's breast which – though not as amazing as Lacey's own – were still not half bad.

“Huh,” Lacey said, eyebrow raised, as she poked and prodded Lindy's breasts, “No bra, huh? That's- Waaaaaaaait, a minute.”

Lacey suddenly spun around, now facing Lindy's legs. She leaned her head down, lifted up the waistband of Lindy's shorts, looked inside, and threw her head up in joyous laughter.

“Hot damn, red! No panties, either?” said Lacey, grinning from ear to ear as she shimmied the shorts down and off her opponent's leg, tossing them to the corner, leaving her nude and baring her pussy to the crowd of Elves, several of whom fainted from delight at the sight, “Ho, ho, ho, inDEED. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. Or... actually... SURPRISED at all. But this DOES make my job easier.”

Reaching forwards, Lacey grabbed a handful of Lindy's pussy hairs and ripped them out.

“Oh, riiiiiiight,” said Lacey when Lindy screamed like a banshee, smacking herself in the side of the head and getting a cringey look on her face like she'd “accidentally” forgot, “Suppose to be making you feel better, not worse. Better. Not worse. RIGHT. Let's fix that.”

Spinning around again, Lacey backed up, spreading Lindy's legs as she did until she was sitting right between them. Once they'd been spread apart enough, Lacey placed a knee on each to keep hem in place, then lead forwards, grabbing Lindy's nipples and using them to pull her into a more upright position, and – once she had her in place – dove forwards, one hand keeping Lindy upright with a hold on one of her nipples, while the other was placed on the back of her head, pulling her into a deep, french kiss. As her tongue entered Lindy's mouth, the hand holding her nipple start to grope and massage her breasts, the moans coming out of Lindy like music to Lacey's ears. After a few moments of this, the hand on Lindy's breasts started to move down, lower and lower, finger tracing down from her stomach to her belly button, all the way down to the space between her spreading thighs.

Lacey paused for a moment, pulling away from the kiss to keep an eye on Lindy's dazed expression before slipping two fingers inside her, Lacey chuckling in delight seeing Lindy gasp, seeing her eyes bulge wide in shock as those fingers began pumping in and out, in and out slowly at first, then picking up pace. Lacey then dove back into the kiss, even pushing her bigger tits against Lindy's, rubbing them together, poking her nipples into them, all the moans from Lindy that were going down Lacey's throat feeling like a good glass of champagne.

“Feelin' GOOD yet, Red?” asked a grinning Lacey, pulling away from the kiss once she felt Lindy was getting close, wanting to watch her face as she came. Instead, Lindy headbutted Lacey, which hurt, shocked, and REALLY pissed the brunette babe off, as she responded with two headbutts of her own before pulling her fingers out of Lindy and smashing a punch between her legs. She then shoves Lindy away, letting her flop to the mat as she stands up, looks down at her and sighs.

“Just HAD to fight back, didn't you, Lindy?” said Lacey, staring down and just shaking her head at the hurting redhead, before reaching down, pulling her up by the hair, and keeping hold of it so she wouldn't fall as she nailed her in the chin with her knee, “I was HELPING you! Making you feel good, making you feel PLEASURE, which – let's face it – from looking at you, it has to have been a while, right?”

Lacey laughed as she sent another knee into Lindy's face.

“Not that I'm HELPING in that regard either,” said Lacey, casually tilting her head to the side as she poked her fingers into Lindy's throat a little less casually, “But, then, you don't exactly WANT my help, do you, red? Headbutting me the way you did when I was just trying to be nice.... So rude! But you've made your decision. You WANT pain. And THAT is what you're gonna get.”

Lacey spun Lindy around so her back was to Lacey then placed one hand against her throat, the other between her legs, then lifted her up onto her shoulders, keeping her there, bending her across her shoulders viciously in a Torture Rack!

Lacey walked around the ring with Lindy on her shoulders, the redhead screaming every time she was bent further down across the busty brunette's shoulders. After half a lap of the ring, Lacey slipped two fingers inside of Lindy, the redhead gasping as they started pumping in and out again. But for every pump of her fingers inside her opponent, Lacey pulled her down over her shoulders.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, FUCK,” Lindy screamed, never sure whether to scream or moan, the mix of pain and pleasure boggling her senses. All she knew for a fact that she was moaning louder and louder, getting wetter and wetter, the pleasure building up inside her felt like it was about to explode, and that before long she -

“FUUUUUCK!!!!” Lindy screamed in orgasm, cumming all over Lacey's hand and going slightly limp in the hold. Lacey pulled her fingers out, unceremoniously dumping Lindy off her shoulders as she walked off to a corner to wait for the count, licking the cum off one hand, while raising the other in the air like she'd won the match. But when she got to the corner, she sighed, realizing she had made a slight error, dumping Lindy in a corner herself. And, though loopy, Lindy managed to pull herself up with the help of the ropes by the count of four before collapsing back to her hands and knees.

“More pain for you, then,” said Lacey, shaking her head before rushing forwards and just punting Lindy in the ribs, “And more FUN for me.”

Lindy almost rolled out of the ring before Lacey reached through the ropes, grabbing her by the hair, pulling her up and through the ropes, lifting her hands up and over the top ropes to help keep her in place, stringing her up like a scarecrow.

“You know, since you were such a FAN of them earlier,” said Lacey, one hand lightly smacking Lindy on the cheek, while the other wiped some of the hairs out of her eyes, “This only feels RIGHT.”

Lacey leaned forwards as both of her hands found their way to the back of Lindy's head, pushing them into her bosom. Instead of trying to keep Lindy's face in between her breasts and smother her out with an airtight seal, Lacey instead moved from side to side quickly, her breasts going with her, smacking Lindy in the face with them over and over, Lacey's signature motorboating attack, the Slumber Party, more embarrassing and disorienting than it was painful, but that suited Lacey just fine, for the moment.

After a few moments of this, Lacey took off at a run towards the other side of the ring, bouncing off the ropes and sprinting back towards Lindy. When she got close, she dived towards Lindy shoulder first, looking to knock her off the ring apron with a Spear!

Lindy, however, just DROPPED into a prone position on the apron, letting Lacey fly through the ropes, crashing to the outside in a heap. Lindy collected herself for a moment, stood up, looked behind her at the heap that was Lacey, and grinned. She leapt up onto the middle rope, using it as a springboard to backflip through the air, ultimately landing on top of Lacey with her Springboard Moonsault, making her just a little bit – perhaps MORE than a little bit – uncomfortable.

While the move took a lot out of Lacey, it took a little bit out of Lindy as well, so it took a second for her to recover, pushing herself up off the knocked silly brunette and looking down at her with a grin. A grin that turned to a snarl as she remembered what Lacey had done to her earlier and she reached her hands out for the busty babes neck, wrapping them around it and squeezing hard. She continued to squeeze, too, as she lifted Lacey's head up, then slammed it back down on the hard wood floor, and did it again and again and again.

Feeling her frustrations suitably taken out on the gurgling brunette, Lindy released her neck and scooted back a little to assess the situation. Looking around – now that they were outside the ring – she spotted many fun tools to help her further the destruction of her rival. Presents under the tree – and the tree itself, decorations included. Several large Christmas reefs. The table of cookies and milk, too, looked appetizing, in particular the giant gingerbread man standing against the wall behind it. She continued looking around, trying to decide where to start when something ELSE caught her eye.

“Oh, hey there,” Lindy called out to the elf peeking out from around the corner, clearly having separated himself from the rest of the pack still observing from afar, “What's YOUR name?”

“I-It's Woody, m'am,” said the elf who – having been spotted – looked nervously back at the rest of his kin before taking a tentative step toward her.

“Of course it is,” Lindy said, chuckling to herself while casually reaching down and starting to grope one of Lacey's breasts, “Wanted to get a better seat for the show, Woody?”

“Yes, m'am,” he said, quickly nodding and making sure not to look her in the eye.

“Now, now, Woody, no need to be so damn polite OR nervous,” Lindy said, raising her eyebrows at him, “Come over here. I don't bite.”

With one last look over at his fellow brethren, Woody waddled over.

“Now, what do you think of this, Woody?” Lindy asked as she scooted around to behind Lindy's head, indicating her body in a very Vanna White-esque way.

“I, uh... well,” Woody stuttered out, looking away nervously and taking a slight step back, “I think that, um... well-”

“Be HONEST, Woody,” said Lindy, using a pinch of both of Lacey's cheeks to lift her head up, “I don't like being lied to.”

“Well, uh, she's very... very beautiful,” said Woody after several moments of just staring at Lindy, contemplating his options, “I've always been partial to brunette's actually and, um.... not that, uh... not that I don't like redheads like yourself as well, m'am, it's just, uh, well -”

“It's fine, Woody. I like your honesty, and she IS very beautiful, isn't she?” said Lindy, smiling, reaching down and starting to grope Lacey's tits again, “But so mean, too, right?”

“Oh, yes. Very mean, Miss Lindy,” said Woody, nodding quickly, starting to feel a little safer, a little less nervous.

“Now, why do you think that is, Woody?” Lindy asked, continuing to slowly grope as she raised an eyebrow at her new friend.

“I... I have an idea, Miss Lindy,” he said, looking away again, “But as a Christmas Elf, I... it actually physically pains me to swear, so the... the closest explanation I can give is that she's a... she's a witch.”

“Oh, she's DEFINITELY a bitch,” said Lindy, nodding and chuckling as she saw Woody's whole body cringe slightly, while giving both of Lacey's breasts a good, hard squeeze, “But, you know, I don't think that's it. Well, part of it – sure – but not all of it. Oh, noooo. You know what I think the problem is, Woody?”

“What's that, Miss Lindy?” asked Woody, cocking his head to one side.

“I think she's missing some holiday spirit,” she said, giving one of Lacey's breasts a hard smack that started to wake her up a little, “And do you know the BEST way to get BACK one's holiday spirit, Woody?”

“With a song, Miss Lindy?” he said, perhaps a little too quick, a little too excitedly.

“YES, Woody, you are CORRECT!” screamed Lindy, joyously, “With a HOLIDAY song! Can YOU sing, Woody?”

“Of course I can,” he replied, slightly offended, “I'm a freaking CHRISTMAS ELF.”

“Getting cocky, Woody?” she asked, faking a glare as she laughed internally.

“N-no, Miss Lindy,” he answered, looking away again, “I'm... I'm sorry, Miss Lindy.”

“It's fine, Woody,” she said, smiling, and looking down at Lacey, “Do you think SHE can sing?”

“Gonna make YOU sing, you fuckinFUUUUUUCK!!!” Lacey started to say before Lindy gave a hard twist of one of her nipples, making her scream.

“Oh, look at that, she CAN,” said Lindy, casually giving that same breast a hard punch, “So how about a duet, Woody?”

Before he could even answer, Lindy started twisting Lacey's nipples, making her scream bloody murder at several different volumes and intervals, Woody quickly jumping in to a chorus of “Frosty The Snowman” because he didn't like the look that Lindy was giving him. This lasted for a good several minutes – Lindy occasionally switching one hand to scratch her nails across Lacey's breasts to see if she'd sing a different tune – before Lacey's screams turned to sobs and it stopped being much fun for Lindy.

“Gonna... gonna fuckin... gonna..,” Lacey muttered between sobs, her breasts in too much pain for her to notice she was being pulled to her feet and bent over, “Gonna fuckin' KILL yo-”

Her last word was interrupted by the impact of her face against the wood panelling, as Lindy had shoved it between her legs from behind, leaped up, and let gravity – and the Inverted Pedigree – do it's work.

“Knew that'd shut you up,” said Lindy, grinning, as she shoved Lacey over onto her back again, took a seat on her stomach facing her legs, and turned to her elf friend, “Ready for the unwrapping?”

Again not even waiting for an answer, she grabbed onto Lacey's panties, slowly shimmying the slightly wet garments down and off her legs, bringing them up to her nose and giving them a good wiff.

“It's like Christmas morning come early, isn't it, Woody?” she said, looking from Lacey's bare pussy to her breasts and back again, “I mean, where do I START?”

“I mean, I.. I... I don't know what kind of Christmas mornings YOU'VE had, Miss Lindy, but-” Woody started to stammer out, quickly interrupted by Lindy's loud groan in his general direction.

“I was being METAPHORICAL, Woody,” screamed Lindy, who then ripped out a bunch of Lacey's pussy hairs to help calm herself down.

“S-sorry, Miss Lindy,” said Woody, taking a step back and looking away.

“Just enjoy the show, Woody,” said the grinning Lindy, spinning back around to face Lacey's head, before going from a sitting position to a laying one down one, laying flat across the brunette's hot body, nude flesh to nude flesh. She started by nibbling on Lacey's ear, hands groping Lacey's breasts, her knee rubbing itself slightly against Lacey's crotch. After a few moments, she moved her mouth down to suck on one of Lacey's tits, while that hand moved itself down between the brunette's legs, slipping two fingers inside her already moist, wet love mound. She pumped them inside once, twice, then pulled them out, and brought them up to Lacey's mouth, wiping them across her lips before slipping them inside and down her throat, forcing her to taste her own juices.

“How'd that taste, babe?” Lindy asked, raising her eyebrow as she pulled her fingers out of Lacey's throat and watched her choke and cough, “Hah, why ASK when I can try it myself.”

Lindy's tongue flicked out, licking all of the juices she had wiped onto Lacey's mouth before slipping inside her mouth and starting to explore. As it did – as as Lindy's lips pressed up against Lacey's to further cement the kiss – Lindy's hands again found Lacey's breasts and started to massage them, while Lindy also started to grind her pussy against Lacey's. The deeper Lindy's kiss got, the quicker and more fervent her grinding became, Lacey feeling the pleasure starting to build up inside her more and more and – from the way she was moaning – she knew Lindy knew she was getting close, too. Lacey was moaning hot and heavy, started to sweat from the way Lindy was working her over, and knew she had to get out of this soon before she exploded but was in too much pain to do anything but she was about to come and -

And....

And....

And.... then, suddenly, Lindy stopped, completely, denying Lacey the release she so desperately needed.

“Sorry, babe,” said Lindy, pulling away from the kiss, grinning, “But you'll only cum when I LET you, bitch.”

“You.... FUCKING.... bi-,” Lacey said between pants, before getting a fierce headbutt to the nose.

“Quiet, you, or this will take LONGER,” Lindy threatened, as Lacey moaned from the headbutt, “But, here, let me kiss it and make it better.”

Lindy grinned, kissing Lacey's forehead, then her nose, then her lips and as she continued further and further down her body, scooting backwards as she did, while also slowly and subtly spreading Lacey's. She kissed each of Lacey's nipples, her toned stomach, her belly button, both thighs then found herself staring straight into the brunette's love mound. She smiled.

“Hey, Woody, do me a favour?” Lindy said, still staring at the brunette's snatch, licking her lips.

“What's that, Miss Lindy?” the elf asked, stepping forwards.

“Grope her tits for me,” she said, turning to him, smiling, “I'm gonna need all hands on deck for this.”

“I don't think-” said Woody, taking a step back.

“Not asking you to THINK, Woody,” she said, turning to him, “She's a BITCH, remember? She deserves this. And besides.... Christmas morning, right? Look at those things. You KNOW you want to!”

She turned back to Lacey's pussy and starting to casually finger it, glancing to the side to watch Woody walk past after a few moments of thinking, sit next to Lacey's chest, slowly reach out, and grab her breasts. Tentatively at first, he started to grope, then faster, the grin on his face growing as well.

“Okay, this is kinda fun,” he said, nodding as he continued fondling Lacey's breasts. Lindy just nodded – grinning herself – in response, before diving face first into Lacey's pussy adding her tongue and a second finger to her sexual manipulations while a third finger started rubbing her clit in a circle.

“Y-you call that... FUCKING?” moaned Lacey, as she tried to resist even as the pleasure started welling up more and more inside her, “I... I could do.... better... with my.... eyes cloAHFUCKAHFUAHFUCK!!!!”

Lindy suddenly pinched Lacey's clit, which pushed her over the edge, making her explode in her face. Lindy pulled away grinning, licking around her face, pulling out her cum drenched hand. She then backed off, wiping the rest of Lacey's cum off her pace and whistled over to Woody.

“Here,” she said, holding out one of her cum drenched hands when her turned to look at her, “Think of it as a reward.”

He looked from Lacey's breasts which he was still groping, to the hand, then back again. He thought for a few moments, then sighed, walked over, and gave the hand a tentative lick, then several more quickly after.

“So, what should I do to her NEXT?” Lindy asked, staring down at the moaning Lacey while licking the cum off her other hand like it was a lollipop.

“Up to you. It's YOUR fight,” Woody said, taking a few steps away after he finished licking Lindy's other hand clean, “I'm going to go back to just watching. Thanks for the fun, though.”

“Welcome,” she said, nodding at him as he passed before turning her attention back to Lacey who was pushing up to her hands and knees and – unceremoniously – leaping into the air, landing with her leg on the back of Lacey's neck with a Leg Drop, causing her to slump back to the tile.

“Hmm. Nope,” said Lindy, eyeing the apron with a grin, “I can do better.”

She pushed to her feet, walking over to and climbing the ring apron, waiting a minute as Lacey started to push herself to her hands and knees. For half a second, she contemplated trying something less dangerous, but only for half a second before leaping off the ring apron and landing, again, leg first, on to the back of Lacey's neck. Lindy winced at the impact as she landed, the fall from that height hurting her spine a little, but was pretty sure Lacey was hurting more.

“Whatcha think, honey?” Lindy said, giving Lacey a good hard slap to the face, “How impressive was THAT?”

“Gonna.... fucking..... KILL you,” Lacey moaned, growling and glaring despite the pain, wanting nothing more right now than to get back at this bitch, rage fueling her almost unnatural adrenaline.

“No, your right,” said Lindy nodding, casually punching Lacey in the throat, eyes up at the top turnbuckle, “I CAN do better.”

Lindy quickly pulled herself to her feet, but as she did, she felt a sudden jolt of pain at the bottom of her spine. She gasped, thinking it was cause of the fall, there's nothing to worry about. Just take things slow, it's fine, not like Lacey's much of a threat anymore. So she climbed the apron slowly, only one slight twinge of pain that made her pause, but she continued on. She climbed the turnbuckle next – also slowly – and by the time she got to the top of it, Lacey had gotten to her feet, bent over. She must be pretty pissed, Lindy thought, pausing for a moment. To be that angry to ignore her pain, just to try and get back at me? Maybe this IS a bad idea.

Nah, thought Lindy's conscience. Then she leapt off the top turnbuckle. As she did, though, Lacey also suddenly leaped up, grabbing onto the back of Lindy's head when she got close and lifted her knees up to the front of it, so that – when Lacey fell back – her knees smashed in Lindy's face with a Codebreaker.

For several long moments, the two lay there in a heap, seemingly looking like they weren't going to get up. And – then – Lacey stirred. She slowly pushed Lindy off of her and started to push to her feet, and her eyes turned to a now visibly scared looking Woody.

“You.... better fucking run,” she said, leaning down and grabbing Lindy by the hair, Woody scurrying off as he didn't need to be told twice. Lacey dragged Lindy with her over to the Christmas tree, lifted her up, and body slammed her down in front of it, before stepping over her as she turned her attention to the tree itself. Or, rather, what was beneath it.

“Well, what have we here?” she mused, grinning, as she kneeled down in front of the veritable cornucopia of presents. Big one, tall ones, short ones, small ones, how could she choose?, “What present should I use to destroy you?”

She turned back to Lacey and suddenly jumped at the sight of the elf that had suddenly appeared there. Along with the usual hat, and shoes and other Christmas elf outfit accessories, this elf had a long face, long black hair, dark sunglasses and was holding a small-ish present.

“'Ere, fuck 'er with THIS,” he said in a thick english accent as he shoved the gift into her hands then shuffled off. Quickly shrugging off the fright, Lacey ripped off the wrapping on the present, to reveal a small white box, which she quickly opened to reveal a red and green striped vibrator.

“Don't mind if I do,” said Lacey pulling it out and flicking it on, grinning down at Lacey amid the whir of the device.

Lacey spread Lindy's legs a little then slipped the vibrator in between her legs, slowly at first before just ramming it right in, Lindy's sudden scream of pain quickly turning to moans of pleasure. One hand stayed on the vibrator, pushing it in and out, in and out, as the other joined her head as she leaned forwards, groping whatever breast wasn't being sucked on. And, before long – try as she might – Lindy couldn't hold the build up of pressure in any longer and once again exploded in orgasm, coating the vibrator in her juices. Lacey pulled it out, gave it a lick, then shoved it – still vibrating – into Lindy's mouth, her whole head shaking slightly with the vibrations as she tasted her own cum.

Lacey watched this amusedly for a few moments before reaching down, yanking the vibrator out, and tossing it to the side. She pulled Lindy up by the hair, kneed her in the gut, then whipped her – HARD – into the steel steps, Lindy bouncing into and over them and landing in a heap. Lacey started to slowly walk over to Lindy, flexing her arms in the air “victoriously”, before getting a burst of speed, racing up the steps, using them as a springboard to leap into the air and landing – ass first – on top of Lindy, taking all the air out of her. She stays there, sitting on her back, lifting her head up by the hair and just nailing her in the face with several right hands before letting her go, and starting to lift her to her feet with both hands.

Lindy, though, smacks Lacey's hands away and hits her in the face with a right hand. Lacey stumbles back for a moment, but comes back with a right of her own. Lindy is stunned for a moment, but when Lacey goes for another right, she blocks it, responds with a right and then a left and for the next few moments the two nude beauties go back and forth just slugging each other. At one point, it seems like Lacey has the edge - connecting with three rights in a row – until Lindy answers that by landing a roundhouse to the side of her head.

Lacey spins around as goes stumbling back to her knees. Stumbling, that is, right in front of the group of elves who had decided to watch this slug fest up close and personal. So when Lacey shook off the blow and looked up, she looked right up into the eyes of Woody the Elf.

“You,” she snarled, making the one word feel like an offence to all of mankind. Woody turned to run but Lacey grabbed him by the ankle. She could sense Lindy coming up behind her, so as she stood up, she spun around, swinging the elf around with her, smacking him into the side of the redhead's skull, watching with a satisfied smirk as she crumpled to the ground in a heap.

“You know,” she said casually, lifting the slightly woozy Woody up high enough that she could look him right in the eye, “You are surprisingly light.”

“That's because I'm filled with just happiness and joy, Miss Lacey,” Woody said, terrified as she held him upside down.

“Oh, really?” she said, grabbing him by the neck and releasing his ankle, while kicking the stunned Lindy onto her back, “Let's TEST that, shall we?”

While still holding tight onto his neck, Lacey used her free hand to grab onto his belt and pulled down his pants to his ankles, revealing his not surprisingly hard and throbbing member. She then took a seat just below Lindy's tits, sat him down on her neck, and forced his dick down her throat.

“Come on, Lindy, SUCK,” Lacey screamed, now wrapping her arm around Woody's neck and tightening it to give him something else to worry about so she could grab Lindy by the hair and pull her head up and down to give her an assist, “Give this little bastard the blowjob of his LIFE.”

Poor Woody – freaking out, from both the pain and the pleasure, trying to resist as much as he could – didn't take long to blow his load with the help of Lacey's manipulations, blowing it right down the poor redheads throat. And down, down, down it went, and – as it did – Lindy started to feel refreshed, her sores less sore, her aches less achey. Lacey – seeing the redheads eyes bulge wide – yanked Woody off of her and shoved him to the side.

“So, tell me, red,” said Lacey, leaning her head down and grinning at Lindy, “Is he REALLY full of happiness and CHEER?!?”

In response, Lindy clasped the back of Lacey's head with both hands, before RAMMING her own into the brunette's nose. She let go and Lacey – holding said nose – rolled off her instantly. Lindy pushed to her feet, gave Lacey several hard kicks to the ribs, then turned to Woody.

“So THAT'S how you guys makes so many damn toys overnight,” she said – grinning – as she reached down, grabbed Lacey by the hair, and started to lift her to her feet.

“We're, uh.... we're a very communal business,” said Woody, pulling his pants back up as he recovered from Lacey's choke and shove.

“Sounds like fun,” said Lindy, grinning, before smashing an elbow right uner Lacey's chin that sent her stumbling away. Lindy followed, hitting her with blow after blow that continued to cause the brunette to retreat, Lacey unable to believe Lindy's recovery as she continued looking for a way out until – there, next to the snack table – she saw it! A door, with a sign on it that said, “Santa's Office: DO NOT ENTER!!!” Lacey sped ahead and – not giving a fuck as usual – ignored the sign, opened the door, and ducked inside. Lindy dashed forwards to get after her but barely a second passed before the door opened again, and Lacey was thrown back out by a bigger – but also very nude, her pussy slightly dripping – brunette who Lindy instantly recognized as Karen McDougal.

“Read the sign, next time, honey,” she said, glaring down at Lacey, as Lindy looked behind her into the room where she saw a desk with monitors showing the cabin, a large microphone, and a man with dark hair that was starting to grey, and a firefighter style moustache that was doing the same who was wearing a classic style Santa suit, hat lopsided on his head, shirt open baring his chest and his pants down around his ankles as it was clear some fun had been interrupted, “We're busy.”

As she slammed the door shut, Lindy shrugged and slammed a hard double axe handle blow to the top of Lacey's head to stun her, then lifted her up by the hair, bent her backwards, slipping her head under her arm, then dropped down, spiking her head into the wooden floor right next to the snack table with a Reverse DDT.

“Man, you look as tired as I felt a few moments ago,” said Lindy, grinning as her legs spread Lacey's own, whom she looked down at for a moment at Lacey as she reached up towards the snack table, “Let's see if we can get you a little refreshed.”

Poking her hand around, it landed on a plate of gingerbread men, and she grabbed one, bringing it down in front of Lacey's face before bringing it lower and lower until it was close to the sweet spot between her legs. She nibbled on Lacey's ear as she shoved the gingerbread man inside her pussy, slipping it in and out, in and out several times to get it coated with Lacey's juices before pulling it out, waving it around her own face and giving it a lick before bringing it down to Lacey's and shoving it right in her mouth.

“That's right, take a big bite,” Lindy said, elbowing the top of Lacey's head to force her to take a bite of the cookie, “Choke it down, bitch.”

“Swear to fucking GOD, when I get ou-”, Lacey started to threaten after gulping the cookie down before she felt an arm wrap around her neck and tighten, choking her AND her words.

“Guess SOMEONE is a little crang-ky,” said Lindy, hand reaching up and feeling around again, this time grabbing onto the handle of a large glass jug of milk, “Well, maybe THIS will make you feel better.”

She didn't even bother to lift it, just dragging it over the edge of the table, dunking it's contents all over the both of them, covering the two beauties in milk. Lindy had closed her eyes before it happened, but Lacey was not so lucky, trying to wipe the milk out of her eyes and Lindy changed her positioning so she was now sitting on Lacey's stomach.

“Well, well, well. Look's like I've made a MESS,” said Lindy, dropping the glass jug to the side before grabbing Lacey's hand, lifting it up, and sucking on one of her fingers, “I guess I'm going to have to.... clean it up.”

MEANWHILE, IN SANTA'S OFFICE!!!

“Well, THAT was rude, wasn't it?” Karen – now clad in a red and white silk robe - asked Santa IRISH – pants pulled back up, shirt still open showing off his abs - as they watched the proceedings unfold on the screens in front of them.

“Yeah, that was a perfectly good jug of MILK,” IRISH agreed, nodding, as on the screen Lindy was slowly licking Lacey clean, from head to toe, “Between that and... the one barging into the room earlier, those two are DEFINITELY on my naughty list!”

“Well, perhaps we should PUNISH them, then?” Karen suggested, turning to IRISH, as Lindy shoved her breast into Lacey's mouth, forcing her to suck it clean.

“What'd you have in mind?” IRISH asked, looking from her to the door and back again, as Lindy started licking all the way down to Lacey's pussy.

“Oh, please. Those bitches are waaaaaay below my pay grade,” said Karen, as Lindy lifted Lacey's leg over her shoulder, keeping it there and bending it, making Lacey scream as Lindy also went head first into her pussy, “I was ACTUALLY thinking we should send in.... the Partridge,

“The Partridge? Are you MAD?!?” IRISH asked, turning to her as Lindy started eating Lacey out, making her moan louder and louder, “We want a PUNISHMENT. Not a MASSACRE.”

“Tell me it wouldn't be FUN, though,” Karen said, grinning, as Lacey again exploded in Lindy's face.

“That is true,” IRISH said, nodding, turning his attention to a big red button in a glass case on his desk which had a label on it saying, “Naughtiness Emergency Only!”, as Lindy wiped the cum off her face and then licked that hand clean, “So, you want to press the button? Or shall I?”

“Do you even need to ask?” she said, grinning, and flipping open the glass case as Lacey grabbed the handle of the glass jug. Karen then - without another second's thought - slammed her fist down on it.

MEANWHILE, BACK AT RINGSIDE!!!!

Despite the pain, despite the burst of orgasmic pleasure she had just gone through, her pussy starting to drip slightly, Lacey lifted up the glass jug and slammed it into the side of Lindy's head with everything she had left, just Lindy pulled her head out of Lacey's pussy to say something witty. Her eyes instantly rolled back into her head as she slumped down against Lacey's pussy, half-conscious, and Lacey grinned as she fell back herself, taking a moment to recover.

Once she did, she pushed Lindy off her and got to her feet, then gave the loopy redhead a hard kick to the ribs, causing her to roll onto her stomach, at which point Lacey leaped in the air and landed knees first onto Lindy's stomach. And that's when she noticed something curious sticking out from under the ring apron, reaching forwards and grabbing onto it. She pulled and pulled until she found herself hold in her hands a giant candy cane, and grinned.

“Not sure there's a Christmas version of Little Bo Peep,” Lacey mused, pushing herself up to her feet, slinging the end of the cane around Lindy's neck, and using it to pull her to her own feet, “But, damn, if that wouldn't be appropriate right now.”

Using the cane around Lindy's neck, Lacey lead her opponent around the ring, “accidentally” slamming her against everything she could. She continued to drag and choke her all around the ring using the candy cane, until she got close to the fireplace, using the cane to flip Lindy on her back next to it.

“Doesn't THIS seem appropriate,” said Lacey, dropping on to Lindy' stomach, sucking on the end of the cane, “Ending you right in front of the warm fire? At least you'll have something to comfort you while you think about how much of a fucking LOSER you are.”

“Really need to stop TALKING to your-AGGHFUCK!!!,” Lindy started to say before Lacey just yanked up HARD on the cane, choking her and nearly taking her head off.

“You've really learned NOTHING yet, HAVE you?” Lacey said, sighing, shaking her head, slipping the cane off of Lindy's neck as she spun around to face her legs, and lifted it up in the air, “Don't. Fight. BACK.”

At that, Lacey suddenly slammed the end of the cane right into Lindy's pussy, the redhead letting out a banshee style scream. A scream that soon turned to a moan as as Lacey pumped it in and out, in and out, fucking Lindy with the candy cane, a malicious grin creeping across her face. This was it, she thought, as between the moans and groans, she heard Lindy whimpering. Once this bitch cums, Lacey thought, she's done. I've won. I've got this in the BAG.

And that is when the fire in the fireplace next to them suddenly went out, and the inside wall spun around revealing a pair of legs followed by an all too familiar voice that said three simple words over the loud speakers.

“And THEIR opponent....”

“What the fu-,” Lacey started to say, before one of the legs shot up and kicked her in the face, knocking her off of Lindy. Then the figure ducked down and out of the fireplace, standing up to reveal herself as a tall, gorgeous, athletically built blonde wearing pure white, canary feather lingerie and a giant, shit-eating grin.

“You know her from Arrow and Legends Of Tomorrow and.... no ACTUAL Christmas movies,” said the voice over the loud speakers, slightly upsetting the elves who all got into a handle to discuss this affront, “But surprises are called surprises for a reason. And THIS surprises name is CAITY LOTZ!”

“YOU two have been NAUGHTY,” said Caity, grinning, looking from Lindy to Lacey and back again, “So it's time for your PUNISHMENT.”

Reaching down, she pulled the candy cane of of Lindy then grabbed both women by the hair, pulling them up to their knees and holding on to keep them up as she slammed a kick into Lacey, then Lindy, then Lacey, then Lindy, then back and forth and back and forth and back and forth before suddenly leaping up, letting them go as she did and doing the splits in mid-air, kicking them BOTH in the face at the same time, before landing in a superhero pose.

“Not... part of... the contract,” Lindy moaned, as Caity – laughing – pulled her up by the hair to her wobbly feet, only to grab her by the throat.

“Neither was wasting milk or barging into the boss's OFFICE,” Caity growled as she lifted Lindy up by the neck, and then Chokeslammed her back down to the floor!

Caity then turned to Lacey, lifted HER up, grabbed her by the knees, lifted her up again, spun her around and slammed her down on top of Lindy with a Spinebuster!

Caity pushed herself off of Lacey, leaving both ladies there as she leaped to the apron, then to the top turnbuckle. She took half a moment to glance at the crowd of elves who just glared up at her, before leaping off, curling in on herself and doing several quick rotations before spreading back out just before landing on top of both women with a 450 Splash.

“So,” Caity said, after a few moments recovering from the impact herself, pushing herself up off both women, looking from one to the other, licking her lips, “Who want's their funishment FIRST?”

“Eenie, meenie, miney, mo,” said Caity, looking at each of them in turn before reaching down, lifting Lacey to her feet, grabbing her by the hair, placing one hand on her bare ass, then absolutely chucking her into the steel steps, laughing as Lacey crumpled against them. Then she turned to Lindy, lifted her up to her feet then into the air, placing her over her shoulder and walking over to the ring apron, before rolling her inside.

Caity then rolled in herself, lifted Lindy up, and whipped her into a corner. Caity then backed up to the opposite corner, close her eyes as she ignored the elves glaring at her below, then took off at a run, turning it into and handspring as she went, back flipping her way across the ring until backflipped right into the corner and smashed her elbow into the side of Lindy's head, with a Handspring Back Elbow!

Instead of backing off from the corner, though, Caity wrapped an arm around Lindy's head, holding it against her should before running out of the corner, dragging Lindy along with her before leaping into the air and landing butt first, Lindy's taking the brunt of the damage, Caity releasing her as her chin cracked against Caity's shoulder and flopping back to the mat where she realized she had just been hit with a variation of her own Running Stunner finisher, the Lindy Hop.

Caity then crawled on top of Lindy, leaning down and slipping her tongue down her throat while slipping a hand down between her legs and fingering her a little. After a few moments of this, the blonde pulled away, then grabbed onto one of Lindy's ankles, dragging her along with her as she crawled back towards the edge of the ring. She slipped out of the ring once the got close, and finished dragging Lindy so her legs were dangling over the ring apron, then hopped up onto the apron beside her. She pulled the rest of Lindy's body under the bottom rope, the pulled up one of her arms and trapped it between the top and middle ropes and did the same to the other. Caity then hopped back down, and yanked on Lindy's legs so she was now just hanging against the side of the ring by the ropes holding her wrists.

“Ready to scream for me, Red?” Caity asked, lifting up Lindy's legs so they dangled down across her back, placing the redhead's pussy right in front of her face, “Because – ohhhhh – you WILL be.”

Caity then dived in, tongue slipping right inside Lindy's pussy, exploring, searching, licking around all her inner crevices. As that was happening, one hand reached up to start groping and massaging her breasts while the other slipping in behind, giving her ass cheeks several light strokes before she shoved several fingers into the redheads tight asshole. And, so, Caity continue, not letting up and picking up speed as Lindy felt the pleasure well up inside her faster and faster until she exploded right in Caity's face. The blonde pulled away, letting the exhausted red head just hang there as she took a moment to wipe her face and enjoy her opponent's juices. Then she unceremoniously yanked down on Lindy's leg, causing her to fall down to the floor and for the count to begin.

“Night, bitch,” said Caity, grinning, as she watched Lindy attempt and fail to get up. Then she felt a hand in her hair, a hand that yanked her head back right into the angry face of Lacey Chabert.

“I don't THINK so, bitch,” she spat.

Before Caity knew what was happening, Lacey grabbed onto her wrist and whipped her into the nearest ring post. Instead of going after her, though, Lacey leaned down, lifted Lindy up, and propped her up against the ring apron, breaking the count. Then she slapped her – hard – in the face.

“We can't let THIS bitch WIN,” Lacey growled into Lindy's still woozy face, “So GET your SHIT in GEAR!!”

Before the still woozy Lindy could even nod in response, Lacey fell out of her field of vision, having been tackled to the ground by Caity, who started just laying into Lacey with lefts, rights, and elbows. After half a dozen, Lacey manage to block one and roll over so she was on top, at which point she grabbed Caity by the ears, lifted her head up and slammed it into the floor again and again and again. Once she got tired, she let go, and it was at that point that Caity slammed the point of her elbow into Lacey's throat and shoved her off of her.

She laid there for a few minutes, staring at the gurgling Lacey and just chuckling to herself before pushing to her feet, dragging Lacey to hers, and dragging her along to the other side of the ring, next to the snack table. She slid Lacey down across it, scattering plates of cookies and milk all over the place, then got up on the table with Lacey. She lifted her up, shoved her head between her legs, then reached down, grabbed Lacey by the back of her knees and lifted her up into the air. She held her there for a few moments – taking the time to make a mocking kissy face at the huddled, worried and mostly agitated looking elves still watching – before dropping down, driving Lacey THROUGH THE TABLE with a Package Piledriver!

MEANWHILE, BACK ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING!!!

Lindy slumped back down, thinking about what Lacey had said as her head cleared slightly. She was right, of course. It was supposed to be just her and Lacey and then they send in this OTHER bitch? What the hell? She couldn't be allowed to WIN. Lindy started to push up to her feet when she saw something sticking out from under the ring. Curious, she lifted up the apron. Huh, she thought. That'd work, for a start.

MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE WRECKAGE OF THE TABLE!!!

Caity pulled Lacey up out of the wreckage, pulling her to the side and – again – shoving her head between her legs, this time lifting her up by her waist. Instead of dropping right down, though, she took advantage of the positioning, hands groping Lacey's breasts as Caity dove right into her snatch, her tongue slipping inside her folds and thoroughly exploring all the crevices of her love box. Lacey – try as she might – tried to hold it in, feeling the pleasure quickly building up inside her more and more, but Caity was much fresher than her, and once her tongue found Lacey's g-spot – which Caity could tell, by the louder moans – and started swirling around it, Lacey's pussy erupted like a volcano as she screamed in pleasure.

Caity took a few moments to lick Lacey's dripping pussy clean, but just as she stood up on her tippy toes, Lindy ran up from behind and smashed her in the back with a giant, wooden gingerbread to cheers from the elves, causing her to simply release Lacey instead of driving her head into the floor again. Caity stumbled forwards – almost tripping over Lacey – turned, and was brought to her knees when Lindy smashed the gingerbread man atop her head!

“Your about to get Hansel and Gretal'd, BITCH,” screamed Lindy, who lifted up the weapon once again to hit Caity with.

Caity, though, suddenly fell back and – as she did – kicked up a foot, right into Lindy's crotch. Lindy gasped, dropping the gingerbread man and falling to her knees. Caity pushed up to hers, took a step towards Lindy, and that's when she felt a hand in her hair, yanking her head back into Lacey's snarling field of vision before Lacey slammed her knee once, twice, thrice into the small of the blonde's back, making her grunt in pain with every blow. Then – seeing Lindy starting to get up – she pulled Caity up, and locked her arms into a Full Nelson.

“Hit her,” Lacey screamed at Lindy, “Hit her HARD!!”

Lindy took a step back before shooting her leg out, kicking Caity square in the chin with a Superkick.

As soon as the Superkick hit Caity's chin, Lacey lifted her up, bridging herself to slam her head and neck hard into the floor with a Dragon Suplex.

Lacey didn't let go, holding Caity there long enough for Lindy to hop up on the ring apron, get a running start, using the corner post as a springboard to backflip off the apron and land – HARD – on top of Caity with a Running Moonsault Plancha!

“Strip her,” Lacey ordered, as both women rolled off the wreckage of Caity, and Lindy nodded, lifting her up with her, lifting her into the air, and slamming her down on her knee with a Backbreaker.

Lindy held Caity down, as Lacey slid in between the blonde's legs, grabbing onto her panties and shimmying them down and off of Caity's legs while Lindy ripped off her bra, leaving the blonde nude. And – then – both went to work, each taking a breast and sucking on it while Lindy groped Caity's ass and Lacey started to finger her. They picked up the speed of their manipulations, Lacey adding more fingers and quickening the pace, Lindy groping harder then softer, harder then softer, Caity moaning beneath them and just when it looked like she was about to explode, Lacey pulled out her fingers and slammed her fist into Caity's pussy.

“What'd you do THAT for?” Lindy asked, shoving the screaming blonde off her knee.

“I had a better idea,” said Lacey, standing up, looking down at Caity as she did.

“Yeah? What's that?” asked Lindy, standing up, staring down at Caity as well. Which is why she didn't expect it when Lacey suddenly turned around and kneed her hard in the pussy. Before Lindy could drop down to the floor, Lindy lifted her back up, and kneed her several more times in the pussy before just chucking her – hard – into the steel steps.

“She's all mine,” said Lacey, grinning, turning from the wreckage of Lindy to the wreckage of Caity, dropping down, and starting to sloooowly push the blonde's legs open.

Lacey instantly dove in, driving her tongue like a drill inside of Caity, adding a finger with one hand for the assist while her other hand reached up, groping her tits.

“Not... not gonna work.... bitch,” Caity said, between moans, as Lacey picked up speed, “Not... gonna... WORK.”

“Oh, no?” Lacey said, pulling her head out from between Caity's legs to look up at her, licking some cum off her lips as she grinned at her, “Well, then. Maybe I should take it up a notch.”

Lacey stopped what she was doing and sat up, reaching forwards and pulling Caity into a sitting position as well. She then moved in close, wrapping her legs around Caity's waist, giving it a good squeeze before cupping her hands behind Caity's head and pulling her DEEP into her cleavage. As she held her there, Lacey grinned, and started griiinding her crotch against Caity's, slowly at first, just settling in to her Hazing Ritual sexual finisher. Quickly, though, she picked up speed, riding Caity's pussy like it was a bicycle. And though Lacey, too, felt a bit of pleasure building up inside her, the punch-drunk Caity – slowly being smothered out, unable to resist – was feeling it even more, especially when Lacey's tongue slipped down her throat. And so Lacey wasn't surprised when Caity's pussy exploded right against her own, causing a sudden burst of pleasure inside Lacey that caused HER to explode as well, screaming in orgasm along with Caity.

Lacey let Caity go from the hold and both slumped back to the floor, naked chests heaving, Lacey – at least – with a smile on her face. After a few moments, she rolled Caity off her and got to her feet.

“Well, now that THAT'S taken care of,” said Lacey grinning, stomping a few kicks into Caity's back vefore looking around for Lindy, “Wait... where did-”

She never got to finish that sentence as suddenly Lindy ran up from behind her, grabbed hold of her head so it was held tight against her shoulder and kept running forwards before leaping into the air, and landing butt first, releasing Lacey's head as she did so the busty brunette could flop to the floor behind her, another victim of the Lindy Hop.

“It was very RUDE, you turning on me like that,” said Lindy, glaring down at Lacey as she got to her feet, “In fact, I think YOU need a time out.”

Lifting Lacey up, Lindy rolled her into the ring and followed in after her. Once in the ring, she lifted Lacey to her feet and dragged her into the corner. She lifted up one of Lacey's legs onto the bottom rope, then used the second rope to secure it even tighter, and then did the same to the other leg before wrapping Lacey's arms around either rope to secure her to the corner.

“You know.... you LOOK secure,” said Lindy, starting to back up as she did, “But we really SHOULD test it.”

Lindy backed up all the way to the opposite corner before rocketing forwards and SMASHING her knee in between Lacey's legs.

“Oh, yeah,” said Lindy, grinning, giving the gasping Lacey a few light slaps to the face, “Definitely secure.”

She then turned away from Lacey to see Caity had gotten woozily to her feet, so she took a few steps closer, grabbed onto the top rope, leaped into the air, used it as a springboard, backflipped off it towards Caity crotch first and once she felt her legs on Caity's shoulders, she locked them around her neck and flipped herself backwards, taking Caity with her and driving her head first into the floor with a Springboard Dragonrana!

“Now.... where WERE we?” Lindy asked, grinning, now sitting, looking down into Caity's eyes, holding her legs up behind her, as from behind she could softly hear the elves chanting, “Hoooly shit! Hooooooooly shit!”

“Ohhhhhh, right,” said Lindy, grinning, spinning around and lifting Caity's legs up again before lowering her head closer to Caity's crotch, “I was kicking your ass.”

Lindy started flicking her tongue around the outside of Caity's pussy, cleaning up from the earlier double orgasm she and Lacey had. Occasionally, Lindy's tongue would slip inside, making Caity gasp and Lindy grin. Once finished, she pulls away from Caity's crotch and instead slips her tongue inside the blonde's asshole. She adds a finger, then two, and continues like this until she feels Caity getting close to orgasm at which point she suddenly stops.

“Not.... just... yet,” said Lindy pulling away and slapping Caity's ass at each word for emphasis before letting Caity's legs flop down to the floor, “Oh, no, no, no. I don't want Lacey to have all the fun, now, do I?”

Lindy stood up slightly, then backed up a little, before dropping her pussy right down on to of Caity's face.

“Lick,” Lindy demanded.

“MAKE me, red,” Caity moaned from underneath Lindy, though it came out more like, “Mayg mrrr, ed!”

Lindy sigh, then shot both her hands forwards – one latching into one of Caity's nipples, pinching it and giving it a good twist, while the other turned itself into a claw, which latched onto Caity's groin, yanking it painfully from side to side.

“So that's the HARD way,” said Lindy, shivering slightly as Caity's screams echoed up into her pussy, and she stopped her dual holds for the moment but didn't let go of them just yet, “Would you PREFER that?”

After a few moments, Lindy gasped and she felt Caity's tongue enter her folds, exploring her inner sanctum. And – as it did – Lindy helped Caity out, grinding her pussy against the blonde's pretty features, faster and faster. Through all of this, though, Lindy still kept a hold of Caity's nipple and crotch so when she felt her building orgasm start to get close, she again twisted one of Caity's nipple and continued clawing at her crotch, making Caity scream again, which – in turn – made Lindy scream in pleasure as she came, her juices leaking all over Caity's face.

“Never said I didn't ENJOY the hard way, myself,” said Lindy grinning, letting go of Caity's nipple and pussy, but not before giving said pussy a few light slaps, “Plus, you were taking too long. Time to show you how a professional does it.”

Lindy slid forwards until she was between Caity's legs and quickly spun around. She scooted over to the left slightly and flipped Caity over onto her stomach. She then grabbed Caity's closest leg and slipped underneath it, draping it over her shoulders. Lindy pushed down on it, making Caity give a slight gasp of pain – making Lindy smile and nod – before Lindy – still holding the leg – dove into Caity's pussy, drilling her tongue inside the blonde, squeezing down on the leg as she did, locking in the mix of pain and pleasure that was Lindy's Lickety Split sexual finisher. And much like it's name implied, it didn't take too long to make the already primed up Caity orgasm, juices exploding up against the red heads grinning face as she started to pull away.

“How about one more for the road, love?” Lindy asked, starting to lean in towards Caity's pussy again when she felt a hand in her hair that ripped her to her feet.

“Time out's over, bitch,” said Lacey before slamming an elbow up into the side of Lindy's head.

Lindy stumbled back, holding her jaw, glaring back at Lacey.

“You're going to wish it WASN'T,” Lindy snarled, leaping forwards, grabbing Lacey by the hair and slamming three hard knees into her stomach. Lacey responded by grabbing Lindy by the hair as well, slamming two knees into Lindy's gut and – when she felt her hold on her hair weaken – just chucking her face first into the steel ring post.

“Yeah, we'll see about that,” said Lacey, grinning, following Lindy as she stumbled away, grabbing her by the hair and whipping her into the ring apron.

MEANWHILE, BACK OVER THERE!!!

Caity groaned as she pushed to her hands and knees. Fucking bitches, she thought, hearing them fighting around the corner. Did they think she was DONE?!? Oh, no. Oh, ho, ho, ho, noooo. FAR from it. She tried to push to her feet, but she just stumbled back to her knees, then flat onto her stomach. Not that I couldn't use something to even the playing field, of course, she thought to herself. She looked around and couldn't help but notice an elf just standing there, watching her, GLARING at her.

“Enjoying the show?” she asked, half-smiling. He didn't answer.

“It's Woody, isn't it?” asked Caity. He opened his mouth to answer, but closed it just as quickly. She got her answer, though, “Come here, Woody.”

“No,” he replied, turning away, “YOU shouldn't BE here.”

“If you don't come over here right now, elf, I'm going to have to come over there,” she started to say calmly, “And if I have to come over THERE, I'm going to be taking your cock and balls with me. So do you WANT me to come over there, Woody?”

Woody slowly turned back around, hesitating, but when Caity raised an eyebrow – as if to say, “Do you REALLY want to know if I'm bluffing or not?” - Woody groaned and waddled over.

“What do you want?” he asked, once he was standing right in front of her.

“Pull it out,” she said, motioning with her eyes towards his crotch.

“I don't think-” he said, starting to back away when she grabbed tightly onto one of his ankles.

“Now,” she said, simply and firmly.

“But I-,” Woody replied, trying and failing to pull her hand off his ankle.

“You still have two options, elf,” said Caity simply, with a sigh. Woody, too, groaned, before unzipping and pulling down his pants. Before he could lifted it up to her, though, Caity reached forwards, grabbed his dick, and used the grip to yank him closer.

“You're the worst, you know that?,” Woody said, as she lifted his dick up to her mouth, “You could have pulled down my pants and pulled out my dick yourself. Why'd you make ME do it?”

“Because it was a LOT more fun,” Caity answered, grinning, before pulling the elf's dick into her mouth and starting to suck.

MEANWHILE, BACK OVER THERE!!!

Lindy had taken control again, uppercutting Lacey once, twice, thr- NO!! Lacey blocked the third and just SMASHED her foot up in between Lindy's legs. The redhead gasped and fell to her knees, making it easy for Lacey to shove her head first between her legs. Lacey hopped once, twice, then on the third jumped up and over Lindy, with her head still between Lacey's thighs, flipping her up and over and driving her head first into the wooden floor with an Extreme Makeover!

Lacey popped up to her feet, grinning, looking down at Lindy. She raised her arms in the air, started to spin around nearly victoriously, and that's when she felt Caity's shouldey in her gut, nearly tearing her in half as she was spear to the ground with a Lazarus Lance!

Caity didn't waist any time, and as soon as she had Lacey on the ground, she lifted up one of the brunette's legs, scrunched up a fist, and just smashed it inside her pussy, fisting her mercilessly. Lacey couldn't decide whether to scream in pain or moan in pleasure, so she just did both, back and forth, back and forth, while Caity cackled mercilessly, picking up the speed of her fisting. Once she felt Lacey was close, she pulled out her now cum soaked fist, lowered her head, and screamed into Lacey's pussy, the vibrations bursting all throughout Lacey's body and causing her to explode in Caity's face, the Canary Cream Scream claiming another victim.

“One down,” Caity said, dropping Lacey's leg and turning her attention to Lindy, not even bothering to wipe the cum off her face, “And one to go!”

Caity leaped on top of Lindy, getting right to work as she grabbed on to her nipples, used them to pull Lindy into a sitting position, then gave her a hard, cum-drenched headbutt.

“You wanna know what loser tastes like?” Caity asked, grinning, wiping the rest of Lacey's cum off her face and – not even bothering to wait for an answer – shoving her whole, cum-drenched fist into Lindy's mouth, “Suck on it, red. That's going to be YOU in a minute.”

“Guh ugh erzlf,” Lindy mumbled, with Caity's whole hand in her mouth.

“What's that?” Caity asked, pulling her fist out, while her other hand readied itself by pinching down on Lindy's left nipple.

“Go... FUCK... yourself,” Lindy moaned, between screams as Caity just twisted the nipple anyways.

“You know,” said Caity casually, as she pulled up hard on Lindy's nipple, seemingly trying to tear it off her breast, “That's not a BAD idea.”

She released the nipple – sending it snapping back like a rubber band, making the red head scream – and scooted forwards, so her pussy was right on Lindy's face, at which point she just started grinding against it, faster and faster. When Lindy didn't comply as much as Caity wanted to, Caity reached back with both hands, fashioning them into claws and latching them onto Lindy's breasts, bringing her screaming into Caity's complete control. From afar, the elves watched and waited, worried looks on their faces as Caity destroyed – and orgasm all over the face of – their red headed hero.

But then – looking behind her – they smiled.

“Alright, red, YOUR turn,” Caity said, scooting backwards till she was between Lindy's legs, at which point she laid down between them and just started to eat Lindy out. Slowly at first, taking time with her tongue to explore all the crevices of the red heads love box, making her moan as she did. Occasionally, she'd pull her face away and insert her fist instead, just to hear some screams alongside the moans, and then just pump the fist in and out, in and out faster so they'd get louder. Caity felt Lindy was getting close – and Lindy could feel it too, as she just stopped resisting, her body taking over, the waves of pleasure just twitching through her. When Lindy was right on the verge of orgasm, Caity used her hands to hold open her pussy as wide as she could before SCREAMING inside it, the vibrations of the Canary Cream Scream causing Lindy to explode, Caity's face again being splashed with cum before Lindy's body twitched one last time and she went still.

Caity pulled away, stood up, and just looked down at Caity, wiping the cum from her face and licking it off her fingers as the count began.

Ten.....

Nine....

Eight....

Seven...

Six....

Five....

Four...

Lindy started to stir, rolling herself over...

Three...

Lindy pushed to her hands and feet...

Two....

Lindy... collapsed back to the floor.

One...

Lindy just continued to lay there, still, as the count ended.

“LINDY BOOTH HAS BEEEEEEN ELIMINATEEEEEEEEED!!!!” screamed the voice of the loud speakers. Caity raised her hands in victory for a moment, then saw the grinning elves and – before she could wonder why there hadn't been a similar announcement for Lacey – a foot just slammed up between her legs, making her gasp, as a hand grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back into the sight of a furious looking Lacey Chabert.

“Just you and ME now, BITCH,” Lacey snarled, as a grinch-esque grin started to crawl along her face.

Lacey spun Caity around, nailing her with another blow between her legs – this time a hard knee – that crumpled her, making it easy for Lacey to shove her head between her legs, do several hops, then leap over her while still holding Caity's head with her legs, taking her with her and spiking her head into the floor with an Extreme Hangover.

“Let's have some fun, shall we, blondie?” Lacey said, grinning, rolling the barely conscious Caity to the side and getting to her feet, “I mean... if you and red can do it, then I can do it BETTER.”

Lacey kicked Caity onto her back then stood over her head and slowly lowered her pussy over the blonde's face until just dropping on top of it with a plop. Instead of waiting for her opponent to start licking, she just started grinding against Caity's features, not even really caring whether or not Caity helped. As she started to grind faster and faster, Lacey started to moan, her hands moved to her breasts, starting to grope and massage them.

“Ohhhhhh, fuck,” Lacey started to moan, picking up the pace of her grinding even more as she felt the pleasure building up inside her, “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, FUCK!!”

And then – just like that – she came, juices flowing all the way down Caity's face. Lacey grinned, scooted back, and leaned her head down, taking the time to slowly clean up Caity's face with her tongue.

“Now that I've made MYSELF scream,” said Lacey, scooting even further back as she did until she was between Caity's legs, “I think it's YOUR turn, blondie. And since we're stealing ideas, well....”

Lacey spread Caity's legs and then dove right in, tongue drilling into the blonde's pussy, like a submarine on an exploratory pleasure mission. One of Lacey's hands moved up to grope and massage one of Caity's breasts, while the other hanged back, occasionally switching places with Lacey's tongue to fist her mercilessly. As Caity moaned and screamed louder and louder, Lacey could feel she was getting close and just as Caity was about to burst, Lacey pulled her first out of Caity, pulled her face close and just screamed into her pussy, the vibration's of Lacey's own Canary Cream Scream being the final straw that caused Caity to explode in Lacey's face.

Lacey pulled away, stood up, wiped the cum off her face and just stood there, grinning down at Caity and licking her cum off her fist as she was counted out.

Ten....

Nine....

Eight....

Seven....

Six....

Five....

Four... Caity stirred, rolling over....

Three.... Caity started to push to her hands and feet....

“Oh, FUCK no,” said Lacey, reaching down, grabbing onto Caity's hair and started to pull her up when Caity's fist slammed into her crotch, making her gasp and let go of Lacey's hair.

“Oh, FUCK yes,” snarled Caity, lifting Lacey up to her feet, “You're going to PAY for what you did, bitch.”

MEANWHILE, IN SANTA'S OFFICE!!!

Karen and IRISH watched on the monitors as Caity propped Lacey up against the apron.

“So, do you think this was a mistake?” Irish asked as - on one of the screens – Caity was slamming her shoulder up against Lacey's midriff while holding onto the ring appron.

“Of course not,” said Karen, smiling as Caity wrapped her arms around Lacey's waist, lifted her up into the air, spun around and slammed her into the floor with a Belly-To-Belly Suplex, “They got what they deserved.”

“Yeah, but...,” said IRISH looking from Karen to the screens – where Caity was just smashing elbows left and right into Lacey's head – and back again, “What if... she LOSES.”

“She's not going to LOSE,” said Karen, turning to IRISH – almost offended – as Caity got to her feet, only to leap and land on top of Lacey's tits, knees first, “Are you feeling well, IRISH, my dear?”

“I'm fine, Karen,” said IRISH, shaking his head at her worry as Caity started clawing and punching Lacey's tits, making her scream, “It's just.... what if?”

“Well, IF – and that is a very BIG IF, Irish,” said Karen, grinning at the thought as Caity started pulling Lacey to her feet, “IF Caity loses, well... then I suppose I'll just have to have some fun myself.”

Both of them turned their attention back to the screen with Lacey and Caity, not at all noticing that – on another far screen – the elves were huddling themselves around Lindy.

MEANWHILE, BACK OUTSIDE THE OFFICE!!!

Caity got a good grip on Lacey's wrist, then whipped her in the direction of the Christmas tree, Lacey in too much pain to do anything but comply as she ran face first into it. She leaned against it that way for a few moments, trying to recover a little before turning back around right into a Lazarus Lance!!!

Caity's shoulder viciously speared itself into Lacey's midriff, driving her right into the tree and breaking it in half.For the next few moments, both women just lay there amid the broken tree leaves and busted ornaments, before – slowly – Caity pushed herself up and out of the wreckage. She lifted Lacey to her feet as well, gingerly pulled her out of the wreckage, slapped her hard in the face to spin her around, gripped her around the waist, then German Suplex'd her right into the steel steps, Lacey's neck and back impacting hard with the steel!

“Alright,” said Caity, getting up after several more long moments of just laying there grinning, as Lacey barely moved, pulling her to her feet as she eyed the ring, “Let's finish this where it began, shall we?”

Grabbing Lacey by the hair, Caity slooowly dog walked her up the steps and across the ring apron before tossing her into the ring. She stepped inside herself, looked towards the closest corner, then to the middle of the ring, then back to the corner, grinning. Lifting Lacey back up, Caity slammed her back first into the corner, but then grabbed her wrist and whipped her hard into the other corner! Lacey slammed into it uncontrollably, stumbled back, but that's when Caity came charging in from behind, leaping into the air feet first, smashing them into Lacey's back and drop kicking her back into the corner where she stayed this time, slumped against the turnbuckles, arms hanging over the ropes.

“Oh, ho, ho, ho, MAAAAAN,” cackled Caity, as she came in from behind Lacey, “This is just too. Fucking. EASY.”

Suddenly, Caity's knee slammed up, right into Lacey's tail bone. The brunette screamed, then screamed again when it slammed up once, twice, thrice more. She then reached her hands down, gripping Lacey's ass cheeks and starting to grope for several loooong moments, getting a slight moan out of the brunette.

“No less fun, though,” said Caity, who suddenly spun Lacey around in the corner, that same knee smashing up HARD between Lacey's legs. Before Lacey could fall, Caity's hands grabbed onto her breasts, lifting her back up. Those hands didn't let go, though, alternating for several long moments between groping and hard squeezing, between making Lacey moan and making Lacey scream. Caity then backed up and just unloaded on Lacey's breasts – a bosom many would say “dwarfed” Caity's own in it's awesomeness – seemingly trying to destroy it, to destroy Lacey's pride and joy. Claws, hard lefts and rights, uppercuts, even kicks – all being constantly thrown at it for the next several minutes. When Caity felt she was done, she stepped back, and watched as Lacey's head – once screaming – was now slumped down and crying, tears flowing down int the crevice of her beaten bosom.

“Please... just... stop,” Lacey sobbed, unable to look Caity in the eye as she did, “Just... end... this.”

“Oh, Lacey. Poor, poor, Lacey,” Caity said, stepping into the corner, giving her several light slaps to the cheek and then one really hard one, hard enough that it left a mark, “You are in NO position to tell ME when to END my FUN.”

With that, Caity again slammed her knee up between Lacey's legs, the brunette screaming before slumping slightly in the corner. That just made it easier, though, for Caity to grab one of Lacey's legs and slip it over the ropes before doing the same to the other. Caity, grinning, spun around with glee, skipping all the way to the opposite corner. She barely got there, though, before again spinning on a dime, right into a run and – when she got close – leaped feet first, dropkicking Lacey right in the pussy, the brunette giving off the most guttural scream she had all match.

“Awww, want Caity to make it better?” the blonde asked, puckering up her lips, looking up from her sitting position right below Lacey, “Alright. I'll make it better, then.”

Caity slooooowly lifted up her foot, right underneath Lacey's open and inviting pussy, the slipped it right inside. She worked it like she would a finger, in and out, in and out, making Lacey start to moan. So she started doing it faster and faster, getting into a rhythm, making Lacey moan louder and louder and -

And then, just as sudden as it started, Caity's foot slipped out of Lacey's pussy just as her OTHER foot came smashing into it, making the brunette scream again.

“You know, since YOU like stealing people's moves so much,” said Caity, casually, as she stood up, then wiped her cum drenched foot off against Lacey's belly, “I thought – hey, why not give it a try?”

In a flash, Caity wrapped her arm against Lacey's head, resting Lacey's chin against her shoulder and before bolting out of the corner, ripping Lacey out of it with her. Once she got close, she leaped into the air and landed on her butt, the shock rising up her spine all the way to Lacey's chin, letting go as it did to let the Lindy Hop'd Lacey flop to the mat behind her.

“Not bad. Decent mouth feel,” said Caity, licking her lips, patting the barely conscious Lacey on the head, “But let's try yours on for size, shall we?”

Grinning, Caity again pulled Lacey to her feet with her, kneed her in the gut, and shoved her head between her legs. Instead of hopping, though, she started to dance, gyrating around with Lacey's head between her legs for several loooong moments. As she got into the groove of the dance, one of Caity's hands reached underneath Lacey, starting to grope and massage the brunette's breasts as her other hand massaged her own, clearly enjoying her dominance over the brunette.

Then – just as suddenly as she had started – Caity stopped dancing, and leaped up and over Lacey, the brunette's head still tight between her legs, Caity taking it with her as she flipped Lacey over as well and drove her head into the mat with an Extreme Hangover.

“Oh, ho, ho, maaaaaan,” said Caity, patting the back of Lacey's head which was pretty much in her lap, “That... was... AWESOME. No WONDER you love that move so much! Especially the sound of the crunch when your head impacted with the mat? Oh, h, ho, ho, ho, maaaaaaan.”

“End..... it....,” moaned Lacey beneath her.

“Soon, buttercup,” said Caity, flipping Lacey over onto her back, “Very, very soon. Just one last thing I gotta do.”

Caity moved from a sitting position to on her knees, then scooted forward and fell atop Lacey's face, pussy first. Then – like with her earlier dancing – she just started gyrating and grinding atop Lacey's face, one hand massaging and groping her own breasts while the other hand switched between doing the same to Lacey's and clawing, punching and squeezing them hard at random intervals. For several long moments Caity continued to grind, but when she felt the pleasure building up and felt she was about to explode, she stopped, sitting up slightly and waiting for the adrenaline pumping through her to pass before sitting back on top of Lacey's face and – again – starting to grind. And so the cycle continued, Caity riding Lacey's face while manipulating both women's breasts, Caity moaning just as if not harder then Lacey underneath her. And – again – just when Caity was about to orgasm, she pulled away, letting the feeling fade before sitting back atop Lacey's face and continuing the grind.

“Third time's the charm,” she said, grinning, this time starting to grind and manipulate at top speed. Quickly, the pleasure began building up, Caity's head tilting back her head as she screamed in pleasure. She was basically sweating from the effort as she roughly humped Lacey's face, screaming, “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck, oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh FUUUUUUCK!!!” as the pleasure built up to almost critical levels and then she exploded, falling back, not caring how much the massive orgasm took out of her as she just lay there, chest heaving up and down.

“Alright,” she said, sitting up, looking at Lacey who's face was just completely coated with cum, “We can end this now.”

Caity loomed over Lacey for several long moments, licking clean the brunette's face of cum. Then she continued to crawl down the length of Lacey's body, continuing to lick and suck on anything she could as she went. When she got between Lacey's legs, she spun around, lifting up one of Lacey's legs , not noticing the redhead slowly standing up outside the ring as she did. Caity's fist rocketed up inside Lacey's pussy, pumping itself in and out, in and out, quickly getting Lacey to moan and twitch with pleasure. Occasionally, she'd switch out her fist with her tongue, using it to explore the crevices of Lacey's love mound. Lacey, though, was using all she had left to try and resist, even as Caity picked up the speed of her manipulations to compensate for that. But the pleasure was building up inside her – and fast - and she wasn't sure how much longer she could hold the building orgasm inside her off.

As if sensing this, Caity grinned, using her hands to open Lacey's pussy wider. She breathed in a big gulp of air, but before she could let out another Canary Cream Scream, she suddenly felt two fingers inside her asshole that made her gasp out instead. Looking behind her, she saw a grinning Lindy Booth.

“Miss me, blondie?” she asked, getting a moan from Caity as she picked up the speed of her ass fingering.

“You. Wait here,” Caity said to Lacey, before turning back to Lindy and absolutely nailing her in the face with a hard elbow that made Lindy pull out and roll away, under the ropes to the outside, popping to her feet as Caity followed. And as the two fought outside the ring, Lacey lay in the middle of the ring, barely moving.

She felt a small foot kick her in the stomach.

“Get up,” said a voice, kicking her again.

“Whaa...?” she moaned turning her face slightly to see Woody the Elf looming over her.

“You NEED to get UP,” said Woody, sternly, looking down at her.

“Wha.... this...?” moaned Lacey, attempting and failing to raise an eyebrow.

“THIS is an elftervention,” said Woody, confidently, before waffling slightly, “Or an interelftion. Not sure. DOESN'T MATTER. What matters is, I'm here to help.”

“Hel....?” asked Lacey, woozy eyes narrowing.

“Okay, look, I don't like you and you don't like me,” said Woody, giving a quick glance outside the ring where Caity had just taken a hard kick to the side of the head from Lindy, “But we both frollicking HATE her. I mean... she hasn't been in a single freaking Christmas movie. She does NOT DESERVE to WIN this match! You're not our preferred choice honestly, but you ARE our only one. So we need to get YOU back into fighting shape.”

Lacey grunted in acceptence.

“So you are going to need to suck my dick,” said Woody, simply, as he started to pull down his pants.

“Nuuuh....,” Lacey grunted louder, attempting to push Woody away with her head alone.

“We don't have much TIME, Miss Lacey,” he said, looking back outside where Caity had just DDT'd Lindy onto the steel steps, “And this is the ONLY way. She has ZERO Christmas SPIRIT!! ZERO!!! If that birch wins, it'll give Christmas a bad name. And, quite frankly, we need a Christmas miracle here for you to beat her. So, please... in the name of all that is merry and light and for the honour of defending the spirit of Christmas, WILL you SUCK my dick?”

Lacey just stared up at Woody for several long moments.

MEANWHILE, OUTSIDE THE RING!!!

“Whoopsie,” said Caity, suddenly sitting out, driving Lindy's head into the steel steps with a Piledriver, “Well, you didn't say NOT to do it.”

Caity giggled as she let Lindy go, letting her fall down against the steps, laying there on her back. Caity looked down, grinned wider, then scooted forwards so she was sitting on Lindy's face. She started to grind, faster and faster, groping her own breasts as she did, bouncing the back of Lindy's head against the steel with every thrust of her hips. It didn't take long, either, for the pressure to start building up and the inevitable orgasm to release all over Lindy's face, Caity screaming “Ohhhhhhhh, fuck,” as it happened.

And that's when she looked in the ring, and saw Lacey no longer in the middle of it.

Caity suddenly leaped off of Lindy, rolling into the ring, spotting Lacey slumped face first in one of the corners, seemingly having crawled there while she was dealing with Lindy.

“I thought I told you to STAY,” said Caity, walking up to the corner as she did, “I guess I'm going to need to beat some more obedience into you.”

As Caity reached down to lift Lacey to her feet, Lacey's head slammed back into her pussy. She stumbled back, gasping, as Lacey pushed to her feet and turned back around, grinning.

“Funny, I was just thinking the same thing,” said Lacey, before she suddenly burst out of the corner, viciously driving her shoulder into Caity's gut, nearly snapping her spine in half with the blonde's own finishing move, the Lazarus Lance!

“Sorry, bitch,” said Lacey, pulling Caity to her feet with her and starting to drag her towards the corner, “This just isn't your day.”

Lacey grabbed Caity around the knees, lifting her up and sitting her atop the top turnbuckle. She started to climb up with her, when Caity slammed a fist into her stomach, Lacey responding with another hard Headbutt to stun the blonde again. Lacey then finished ascending to the top rope, and shoved Caity's head between her legs, facing the outside. She hopped once, twice-

“WAAAAAAAAIT,” shouted Woody, who rushed over from the outside, placing a large box labeled “Edible Glitter” where he thought the two would be landing then scurried off, “Okay. Carry on.”

Lacey shrugged, then leaped up and over Caity, the blonde's head still trapped between Lacey's legs so she was taken with Lacey, her head driven through the box and into the wooden floorboards courtesy an amazingly vicious Top-Rope Extreme Hangover.

Upon impact, the box explodes, among “Holy shit” chants and cheers from all the elves, covering both women in edible glitter, but Lacey barely noticed as she got right to work, slamming her fist right up inside Caity and starting to pump her fist in and out, in and out of the blonde, not even bothering to start slow as she wanted this bitch dealt with once and for all. Lacey leaned her head down, licking edible glitter off of any part of Caity's body she could find, almost Lacey's whole arm inside of the blonde now, making her moan louder and louder, the pleasure building up inside her more and more and then...

And then...

And then...

Caity came, screaming as she did, coating Lacey's arm in her juices, before Caity fell back, laying there, barely moving. Lacey pulled out, licking her arm clean as she stood up and just stared down at Caity.

Ten....

Nine....

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Three...

Two.... Caity started to stir....

One... Caity stopped stirring.

“Caity Lotz has BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!” announced the voice, slightly nervously, “Your WINNER..... is LAAAAAAAACEY CHAAAAAAABERT!!!”

“You look like a disco ball,” said Lindy, coming up behind Lacey, wincing and then licking some of the edible glitter off her shoulder.

“Thanks for the help, red,” said Lacey, chuckling.

“She couldn't win,” said Lindy, shrugging slightly, “We couldn't let it happen.”

“No. No, we could not,” said Lacey, nodding her head, “One other thing, though...”

“What's that?” asked Lindy, turning to her, only for Lacey to smash her knee up between Lindy's legs, shove her head between her legs, maneuvered around a little, leaped up in the air with Lindy's head still between her legs, taking her with her and driving her head right into Caity's stomach with another Extreme Hangover!

“I'M the winner, bitch,” said Lacey, grinning, pushing Lindy to the side. She then stood up, looking down at both women, thought for a moment and her grin got even wider. She grabbed Lindy by the hair, dragged her around slightly, then shoved her head between Caity's legs. Then she grabbed Lindy's legs and dragged them around so that they were one either side of Caity's head, the redhead's pussy right onto of the blonde's face, effectively putting them into the 69 position. Then, Lacey sat atop the both of them, looking victorious.

“Merry Christmas, everyone,” she said right into the camera, grinning and waving – but not noticing the bigger brunette sneaking up on her, carrying a giant candy cane. And – just as Karen swung it, catching Lacey right around the neck, her eyes bulging as Karen used the cane to yank her back – the screen cut to black.