For you, my darling cronies, we have conscionably came to a decision not to overlook the almost any neglected, infinitesimal celebration of the year. Festivus! And, we got a new festivus pole that year! It’s not an seriously sturdy metal pole like a stripper pole would be. But, then again, who needs the extra strength if u know it will do the job of keeping your damsel in location? Of course, we placed our almost any recent festivus pole in front of the Christmas tree, because we don’t want to offend anyone this may believe differently than us. At every rate, our celebration involves me wearing my silver corset (which is definitely sturdy) and matching satin panties with black metal colar, fishnet stockings and satin gloves. In addition, I am sporting my gemmed silver high heels also. Johnny secures me to the pole with black leather cuffs, small linking metal chains and even a few unseen zip fixes. Gink proceeds to put a thick over the mouth duct tape gag over my throat. Lastly, chap sits back on the couch and watches me do the festivus dance (aka struggle) in my high heels. You should without a doubt essay it!
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