You're A Naughty Boy (Christmas RP, PM INTEREST)

My name is Billy Jackson, born the seventh of Marsh, son of Veronica and Hank Jackson, soldier of the US Army, marine soldier of the US Marines, now at the age of thirty six, a mercenary, gun for hire of the United States politicans. I am one of those who cleaned the shit the throwing monkey aroudn the world threw at my proud country. My work was not just that, I kept people silent, cleaned out communism and other bullshit.

I am not angel though, far from it, I am one sick son of a bitch, raping fine pieces of ass on the streets is a way for me to release stress of not killing. I was genetically altered to be a perfect killing machine, but I get stressed and a big temper as a side effect. I don't know how many bastards Iäve made in this town, but I've seen two of them, the yare doing okay in schoo lfro mwhat I saw, top students, they will have a better life then me. And that's enough for me, I do not need to get involved.

It's Christmas and I am sitting on my couch drinking some whiskey, I do not celebrate christmas, though I believe in god, Santa and all that mumbo jumob, it was one of the few things keeping me sane in the wars I've been in, the joy of Christmas. I remember those good old days as a child when I went to the market and sat on santa's lap and told hi mwhat I wanted for Christmas. Sure I never got what I wanted, but I knew back then, and I still do, that I will at least get what I want once. Even though I am labeled a 'naughty boy' for life I can still hope, and that's all I need, except for guns and some fine pieces of pussy, man what I wouldn't do for soem high grade pussy, ass and tits right now.

It's then I smell something from the chimney, reacting by instinct I pull out a hand gun and press the trap I had installed on the chimney. I then realie what I smell is pee, someoen was peeing int omy chimney! The trap activated and the chimney shifted into a slide, as I never put a fire on in the chimney was this more practical. So whoever was no screaming and sliding down the pee filled slide was getting a doze of her own medicine, as I kenw it was a her fro tmhe voice.

I sure as heck didn't except a drop dead gorgeus woman dressed in a barely covering Mrs Santa outfit, a bit short but stil la woman, with boobs, legs, stomach, hips and face that made me almost cum in my pants without getting hard. Shaking the thoughts out of my head I glare at her and point my hand gun at her with one hand, letting the other rest in my pocket, I ntoiced that she had pointed ears. "Allright bitch, who are you, why are you here, why were you peeing into my chimney and what's with the christmas elf outfit, are you some kind of sick toilet fetished slut!?"

What I didn't know is that this was a real Christmas Elf, sent by Santa to give me a regualr present of coal, I got one every year, no clue what it was back then. But this year she had intended to do something more personal, like peeing into my chimney, but that backfired and now she's at my mercy, as christmas elves cannot return to Christmas Town without the magic of Christmas being active on Christmas night, and she just missed her sleed.

(Billy Jackson: http://felsus.deviantart.com/art/ALEX-Street-Fighter-68349910

Christmas Elf: http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=274020 )

Isidora was not impressed. All she’d done was drop a few presents on the way to the sled and she got stuck on ’Coal Duty’. While the other elves were skipping around with Santa, distributing presents and eating cookies, she was having to struggle from roof to roof with a bulging sack of coal, depositing lumps of it down the chimney for those who’ve been naughty and not nice. And with a chest like hers, it was no easy task.

This was the last house in this neighbourhood to get coal and then she could at least rest until the next town, she got out a lump of coal and checked her list. Her eyes widened as she read what the inhabitant had down to deserve his coal.
He wasn’t just naughty, he was evil.
A rapist.
A murderer.

He deserved to get more than just a lump of coal.
Glancing around nervously Isidora put down her sack of coal and climbed onto the chimney stack. Squatting and pulling her panties to the side she did something that was totally unlike her and thoroughly unbecoming of an elf. She let loose a stream of urine down the chimney.
“That outta teach hiiiiiiiiiiiim!” Her scream rang out as the chimney seemed to almost disappear beneath her feet and she found herself shooting down into the darkness.

She landed with a thump in the fireplace and found herself face to face with a gun.
"Alright bitch, who are you, why are you here, why were you peeing into my chimney and what's with the Christmas Elf outfit, are you some kind of sick toilet fetished slut!?"
“No I am not…!” Isidora announced, smoothing down her dress, suddenly aware of how revealing it was and remembering her lessons about humans and their physical reactions to such clothing and figures such as her own she figured she had better get out, and get out quick. “Look, I…er…took a wrong turn and so I’ll be out of your way in just a second…”
She smiled triumphantly and twitched her nose.
To her horror nothing happened.
The sound of fading jingling bells came down the chimney and Isidora’s heart sank. Santa had left and with him went her magical powers and her ride home. She was stuck here until next Christmas. Stuck here with a human who was not only armed and clearly dangerouf, but a human she had managed to piss off to boot.

Isidora’s hands rose instinctively in front of her as she backed towards the door.
“I…I’m really, really sorry about what happened before and I promise I’ll never do anything like it again…” She reached the door but found it locked. Her heart began to pound in her chest as panic began to rise. Looking at the man before her as if for the first time, noticing just how tall and broad shouldered he was, making her elfin stature seem even more petite. “Just…just let me go and I promise, I’ll tell Santa to take you off the list and then you can get whatever you want for Christmas…”

Smirking at her I cooked my gun and fired a shoot at the metal wall next to her, makign a dull thud as the wall was reinforced. My entire house was like a bunker and I had just recieved a special christmas present from Santa after so long. " I don't think so bitch. I was curious why Santa gave me coal every year, but that's all and good now that he has given me a fine piece of elf ass to play with."

I was only dressed in a pair of loose pants so my chest was bare, I moved towards her and grabbed her hair and dragged her screaming to my couch where I lifted her up onto the hard stone table in front of the couch, it has a large pole on it as it is a souvenir from a strip club I destroyed ten years ago, my first demolition mission involving sex and boobs. Crocking my gun I slide it along her body, poking it between her thighs and into her cleavage, while growling at her as I sit down on the couch and she stands like a stripper in front of me. "Take off those clothes nice and slow now my little slut, and do it sexily like you do at those elf strip clubs you obviously work at!"

Leering at her body as she sobs, tears staining her pretty face, I enjoy the sight of her shakingly undressing in an erotic dance and use my free hand to pull out my hard cock from my pants and jack off as she slwoly undresses, dancign against the pole unprofessionaly but yet better then a beginner, she was a natural. Once she was naked I spoke up whiel jacking off. "Do some pole dancing and do it nicely or I will put a bullet in your pretty body, and we don't want that now do we?"

Isidora stifled a yelp as the bullet shot past her and into the wall, making her jump and wrap her arms around herself protectively.
" I don't think so bitch. I was curious why Santa gave me coal every year, but that's all and good now that he has given me a fine piece of elf ass to play with."
Before she could say anything he crossed the space between them and wrapped his hand into her long blue hair, dragging her effortlessly across the room, apparently oblivious to her screams and struggles.

Without an ounce of effort he lifted her up onto a strange looking table, with a metal pole sticking up out of the middle. Isidora's blue eyes narrowed as she eyed the pole warily.
Another yelp as she cool metal of the gun suddenly pressed down between her large breasts, making her squirm with terror. All the bravado she had had when she came down the chimney was fading fast, she was trembling and terrified. Her eyes widened, pleading as the gun snaked down her body to poke curiously between her thighs.

"Take off those clothes nice and slow now my little slut, and do it sexily like you do at those elf strip clubs you obviously work at!"
Tears began to fall as she shakily did as she was told, her cheeks burning with embarassment. She pulled off her elbow length gloves, watching them flutter to the floor, followed by her tight fitting dress. Leaving her almost naked before him. Her large breasts were now bare and jutting out obscenely from her tiny frame. A small pair of panties were all that protected her still virgin sex from his eyes. She had intended to stop there but his eyes told her she was to remove everything. Lowering her eyes in humiliation, she pushed the panties down over her hips and let them drop down her legs. Her sex, with its downy covering of pale blue hair was now before him.

Her mouth dropped open as she saw he had pulled his shaft from his pants and it's size was beyond anything she could have imagined. His hand running up and down it's length was mesmerising.
"Do some pole dancing and do it nicely or I will put a bullet in your pretty body, and we don't want that now do we?"
"N-no...no please...." Isidora pleaded before biting her lip nervously. She had no idea what he wanted her to do but assumed it had something to do with the strange pole beside her.

Trying, unsuccessfully, to hide her fear she took hold of the pole and began to sway and sashay around it. Putting it behind her and rubbing her rounded behind against it. Trying to imagine the pole was an elf she had long since admired but never approached. She closed her eyes to try and forget where she was and to prevent her imagination running away with frightening ideas about what this man intended to do with her next.

Grinning at the sight of the sexy elf lass dancing against the pole I jack my cock at the sight, she grinds and sways and sklowly gets the hang of it, her eyes closed and she was moaning out a name of someone, probably some small dick elf boy she had a crush on. When I was done with her the only thing she would have a crush on is me and my cock. I then grab her leg as she lifts it u pand grins her pussy against the pole. She yelps but I don't care, spreading her fine legs with her back pressed against the pole I shackle her legs to the stone table, a finese from the strip club I've kept and modified, normally the chains would be much longer but these kept the legs down and spread with out allowing them to move.

sliding my gun along her fine face, over her lips I growl at her as I slowly jack my cock, ordering her to lick the barrel. "Lick it! Make it nice and wet." Tears running she slides her pink tongue over the cold barrel and I jack my cock at the sight, soon the front of the cock is covered with salivs and I rub the gu nagaisnt her cheeks, slide it down her throat, between her breasts, against her nipples, down her belly, along her thighs, to her feet. I then take those sexy socks and gloves and order her to put them on, the shackles would let her cram the socks up, but wouldn't release her feet so I put on the socks, sliding my hands along her sexy legs.

Then I put her hat on and slide my gun between her brests, making it look like a titty fuck, I then slidei t down to her pussy and without warning slide it into her moist cunt, not breaking her hymen though, no that's soemthing I would do. She screams in slight pain and surprise of the cold metal barrel sliding into her cunt and wants to remove the gun from her soft cunt, but the fact that it is loaded and I hold the trigger keeps her still in fright as she stares with crying face in shock at the gun I slowly begin to fuck her pussy with like a dildo.

Isidora's brief daydreams were swiftly cut short as a strong hand grabbed her leg and a shackle was snapped around her ankle. Within seconds both of her legs were being held down and spread lewdly apart by heavy metal chains. Her blue eyes were wide and shining with tears as the man before her began to trace the tip of his gun across her face.
"Lick it! Make it nice and wet."
Jumping she obediently parts her lips and forces her tongye to lick the barrel of the gun. She feels sick to her stomach as she watches his other hand continue to pump up and down his length, clearly enjoying every second of what he was making her do.

Isidora was trembling as he moved the gun away from her mouth, trailing it across her body, her neck, her breasts.
She quickly tried to comply with his instructions about her socks and gloves, although her shaking hands made the task almost impossible.
She cheeks burned with embarassment and humiliation as he pushed her prized elf's hat onto her head and began to slide the gun back and forth between her breasts.
"Please..." She whimpered desperately. "...Please just let me go...I promise I'll-!"
Isidora's words were cut off as the sensation of the gun being thrust between her lips and into her sex robbed her off her breath.

Nothing had ever been inside her and to have a lethal weapon be the first thing was like something out of a nightmare.
It was awkward and hard, the cold metal chilling her insides, stretching her untouched flesh around it as he began to move it. A truly lecherous expression on his face as she was forced to let him continue.
God only knew what he might do if she tried to stop him.
Whimpering with each thrust of the gun inside her, Isidora's tears dripped down onto her breasts, making them shine as they shuddered along with the rest of her body.

Chuckling at her whimpers and tears I push my gun in and out of her tight cunt, and then suddenly she orgasmes as I press the gun in and slap her big breasts, it appears they are very sensitive. "Hmmmmm getting of from a gun, such a slut you are, bet you are popular among the elves, if nto the reindeers, your tits would make even santa turn his eyes from mrs Clause." Teasing her I slowly withdraw my gun from her cunt, her juices pooling down on the table, I then remove the shackles on her feet and lift er up so that she's upside down, she by isntinct warp her legs aroudn the pole as to nto fall ,grinding her wet cutn against the metal.

Her arms tries to keep herfrom falling but hit nothing but and then I grab her arms and lift her up so that her head is facing my cock and then I release a thick spurt of cum over her face bafore pushing it into her mouth, her large breasts bouncing in the open air, my otherh nad slapping them with the barrel of my gun, making her whimper with pleasure, while her pussy grinds against the pole on the table as she holds its there with her sexy legs warping around it liek a pro stripper. "Suck it good slut and I might give you a reward for being a good cock sukcer." I growl at her, slapping her tits with my gun while I push my cock deep into her mouth, making my balls slap her chin, as I motuh fucked her.

OOC: Bump

OOC: Bumping rp.

OOC: Need someone to take the role as the chirstmas elf.