Kinky Duck's First Adventure

Click the Lips to See all the Other Wonderful and Sexy Sinners.   Below the Lips is the story behind the Duck
 

 
She started out life in a faraway fantasy land filled land where a magical creature who was impossibly beautiful in her short green and white fur trimmed skirt, dangerously high heels, to die for breasts and dark brown eyes had me reach into her magical bag. And in an instant Kink Duck was mine.
My new friend (the duck not the girl just in case you were wondering and thinking I’m a little more nuts than might be fun)  was tucked into my giant bag of wickedness and cleared customs at home with no problem. After all what was I going to say when the border agent ask me “Do you have anything to declare?” Stop for a moment and imagine the look on their face if I’d have said “Why yes sir I have Kinky Duck who was a gift from an really awesome fetish themed Christmas party I attended”. So I simply said “No” figuring I was well under my $100 limit (because I can be a little OCD it was $34 dollars in chocolate in the shape of high heels and the duck that came back with me).
The next morning when unpacking my case out came the gifts for my girls which were quickly claimed, Chocolate High Heels are almost as popular as real high heels around here and of course my cute little duck. When asked of her origins  “Oh I got her at the social I went to” which is code for any event I attended when asked in front of the kids. A memento, a reminder, an item destined for a special place in my office but that would come later after unpacking. So there she was perched on the corner of the dresser.
By evening she had made her way to my night stand, tucked in there looking at the bed just in front of my favorite piece of rope and hidden by the omnipresent stack of books and bottles of beverages Kinky Duck has found her winter home. Well that is until she goes on her next adventure.