Bad Santa.

[RussianAngel]

Weird story but here it goes.....A young girl is kidnapped by Santa and his elves because the North Pole doesn't have any preaty girls and is trained to be their sextoy.
Every 5 years they take a new girl, in exchange for all the presens for the kids, but this part has allways been hidden from the masses...

I'll be the girl:

name : Katie Valuns
age: 18
looks : Curly blonde hair, small but firm A-cup breasts, cute face, hazel eyes, nice round behind, athletic figure (she went to swimming courses).
character : At her age of 18 Katie no longer belived in Santa, her parants told her he doesn't excist about a year ago, but her little bro still belived it....however a few years back when she was 16 and sat on the lap of santa he told her she looked nice and kissed his fingers bringing them to her neck then leaving a small mark whitch she couldn't get off since then...little did she know it was the mark for whitch Santa will be looking this Chrismas....since she's going to be Santa's personal present this year.....

 

[Geryon]

Santa sat in a large italian leather chair in front of his elaborate fireplace, smoking a fat cigar and nursing a glass of scotch. He disdainfully eyed the feast set out on the long table across the room, silently loathing the entire holiday season, if only for the weight he was forced to pack on in the weeks leading up to Christmas.

"Look, there are certain images that have to be maintained... people expect a particular look to their Santa Claus. You know, red suit, big white beard, and... well, portly," his publicist would say. And so, year after year, Santa would sit in his chair stuffing himself with all sorts of fatty, fried foods and holiday sweets. All in all, though, he wasn't unhappy with his work. Eleven months of the year he was free to do whatever he wanted, and there was always his one-in-five annual "Christmas Bonus..." After all, who said Santa himself couldn't enjoy the year-end festivities once in a while?

Every five years he was presented with a pretty little strumpet he could do with as he pleased... and this year he expected the best present yet. He had picked her out almost exactly two years ago, and she had ruined his past couple Christmases by creeping into his mind at the most uncomfortable of times. That's not to say the holidays weren't thoroughly enjoyed... far from it, but he had been looking forward to this one for quite a while.

Standing up, Santa rubbed his meagre pot belly and flicked his cigar stub into the fire. He glanced from his slowly inflating stomach to the table of treats and resented having to destroy his normally healthy physique. For now, however, he left the assorted snacks and headed out into the sprawling labyrinth of his North Pole base of operations... he wanted his present badly, and intended to get it a few days early, if it could be managed.

 

[RussianAngel]

Katie was putting her little brother Marty into bed since her parants were out on some kind of romantic weakend...she didn' know what it was and frankly she didn't want too seeing as all it ment for her was , no going out and babysitting her little bro....well now that the babysitting part was done she could finnaly do something for herself...As her bro slumbered into sleep she went to her own room and dressed into her nighty, she never wore a bra nor panties underneath it since the nighty was preaty thick and didn't show anyrhing anyway, plus she loved to play with herself and wanted to be able to do that in her bed at any time....she layed down in her bed and took her book, she was reading a book about 2 italian teens falling in love but being forced appart by jealous rivals.
only a dim light was lighing her room, it snowed outside. But the house was well warmed and she had a nice cup of warm coco on a desk next to her bed...

 

[Geryon]

Katie was lit up like a Christmas tree in the soft green light of Slik's night-vision goggles. The diminutive elf was perched outside her window, quite invisible to anyone else. Being an elf, he would have been able to see perfectly well in the dim light of Katie's room, but the goggles gave him an added feeling of professionalism... made him feel like a real secret agent. The girl was laying in her bed, her naked outline beneath the nighty plainly visible in the heat-sensitive snoopers.

"Girls these days and their books, just watch a porno already!" Slik squeaked under his breath. He would have enjoyed to wait and watch Katie enjoy her story in a more... physical way, but he had work to do. "Alpha team, execute grab and go!" his voice crackled over the secure North Pole radio waves.

"Shut up, Slik." a squeaky voice crackled back. Slik was only slightly annoyed by this act of insubordination, and let it slide. In his own elfish imagination, he saw four of his fellows scurrying through the house's dark hallways in a highly professional, efficient manner. Reality saw the four other elves tiptoeing down the house's hallways, bumping into potted plants and inconveniently placed Christmas decorations, cursing rather loudly. In a few minutes, there was a rapping on the bedroom door as of a tiny fist, and the four elves sheepishly slipped inside.

"Umm... miss Katie Val... err, Valuns? Did I pronounce that right? Well, my name is Merry, and I'm an elf, you see, from the North Pole. Umm, I'm not sure you're going to believe this, but we have an offer for you..."

It really wasn't an offer, of course, and Merry's companions loosened the stun guns in the holsters on their backs.

 

[RussianAngel]

The knock on the door was enough to shock Katie....but then she callmed herself thinking i was her little bro, but once the elves walked in she got all freaked and screamed " Who the fuck are you!! Get the fuck away or i'm calling the police!!!" as she threw the pillow into Merry and her hands began looking for somehing hard to hit them with.

 

[Geryon]

Merry barely had time to gasp a reply before the pillow landed on him, engulfing his small body. This seemed like adequate hostile resistance to the others, who quickly drew their stun guns.

"Freeze!" One squealed with practiced ferocity.

A split second later, Slik booted open the window and stepped grandly into the room, goggles up on his forehead and an impressive-looking firearm leaning on his shoulder. "Listen here, missy!" he said, eyeing Katie up and down with a toothy smirk, "we're doing the talking here, you just listen. I'll explain this only once, and only because I feel like it! We're C.P.A.A., or Christmas Present Acquisition Authority. We work for Santa, the big man up in the North Pole, and we go out and... acquire... any presents we don't have the facilities to make ourselves. You, my pretty little thing, happen to be one such present. Oh, don't look so horrified. You're a special case, a special present for Santa, he only gets one every five years you know. I don't think you would deprive anyone of their Christmas cheer, but I'm sure this comes as a bit of a shock. In that case, I'll overlook your assault on my friend there," Merry had, by this point, managed to clamber out from under the pillow, "and offer you one last chance to come along quietly." From across the room, an electric crackling sound began hissing from the stun guns as they charged up. "Either way, you're coming with us."

 

[RussianAngel]

Katie looked at the elves and their guns stunned hearing their words she pinched herself. " This can't be real..." she gasped , she stoped beliving in Santa , elves and that crap years ago " This is eiher a dream or you guys are the most whacked kidnappers i have ever seen.."

 

[Geryon]

"A dream?" Slik asked incredulously, "Oh my dear, this is the farthest thing from a dream!" He hopped off the windowsill and paced around the room a bit. "You see, there isn't exactly a 'Mrs Claus' like all you southerners think. 'Mrs Claus' is just a name we put on one lucky girl every five years or so. It gets awful lonely up there with just us elves and some reindeer to keep the old boy company. That mark there..." Slik indicated the one on her neck, "Santa gave you that? Yeah, that's how we know you're the one. And yeah, that guy in the suit WAS the real Santa." The little elf slithered up behind Katie and gave her round ass a pinch, "Yep, you're this year's Mrs Claus! I think he'll enjoy you, I know you've been on his mind for the past couple years. Now, if you'll just follow me..." Slik headed for the door and the other four elves parted to let him pass, keeping their stun guns on Katie. "Please, darling, we don't have all day!"

 

[RussianAngel]

Katie felt the pinch on her ass as she woke out of tha trance of schock and screamed and hit the elve pinching her " GET AWA......." she managed to scream before the stun guns did their work...she was out cold and as she woke up she could feel her body being very cold......she was nude from what she felt...no not nude...she had panties on....and a bra....but her nipples were hard from the cold....she tried to move but couldn' she was tied....but not with ropes, it was present lints, silk red present lints, she was present wraped and bond....she opened her eyes as she began waking from the shock.

 

[Geryon]

Katie woke in a large room, and as soon as she started to look around a fire blazed into existence in the hearth not far from where she lay. She was on a plush bed, wrapped and tied like a special Christmas package. The room wasn't too hot or too cold, her present state of discomfort was mostly from the shock and her undress. Within a few minutes, the door swung open and Santa Claus himself strolled into the room. A pleasantly surprised smile crossed his face, and he slowly approached the bed.

"Well, well, well, my dear..." his deep voice echoed, "you've certainly grown since I've seen you last." His eyes hungrily scanned her almost naked body laid out before him. "According to my records, you've also been a very good girl, aside from striking my elves... but I can overlook that." Santa sat on the bed beside Katie, running his hands along her soft, smooth body, his fingers sliding across her toned stomach. "A very good girl, yes," he said, standing suddenly, "unfortunately, that's a problem right now. I want to get you off my nice list, you look like you have the potential to be very, very... naughty... cocoa?" He smiled warmly, holding up a steaming mug of hot chocolate.

 

[RussianAngel]

Katies eyes went all big as she slowly spoke " S...S...S..Santa?! B...But..But how......." she couldn't bring herself to do more than that in her curent state.

 

[Geryon]

Santa smiled warmly across the room at Katie as she stammered. "Come now, sweetness," he said slowly, "it can't really be that hard to believe. You did, until very recently. Now please... have some cocoa." He approached the bed and slowly untied the knots on Katie's delicate wrists with all the patience and savour of a Christmas package. He handed her a mug, eyeing the stiff nipples peeking out from her snug bra. "You look cold..." Santa almost whispered, a secretive twinkle in his blue eyes, "This will warm you right up. Best you've ever tasted, I promise you." As Katie cautiously took the steaming mug, Santa took the opportunity to further explore her tight young body with his eyes.

 

[RussianAngel]

Katie takes the Coca a little bit unsure of what to think of the situation she sips on it putting her hands so that her breasts are covered " w...why am i....like...this...?" she whispered to santa

 

[Geryon]

Santa smiled softly as Katie sipped her hot chocolate, covering herself shyly. "Well, my dear..." he began gently, sitting close beside the girl, his hand reaching out to rest on her bare thigh, "my job is awfully demanding, and I spend most of my time here, surrounded by elves and reindeer. Every five years, my co-workers try to find me company that's a little more... entertaining..." Santa's eyes sparkled as his hand moved higher up Katie's smooth leg. "How's your cocoa?" he asked, gently pulling Katie's arm down from where it sat covering her perky breasts.

 

[RussianAngel]

She looked over at Santa " Santa...why am i here?" she asked not resising as he moved her arms around.

 

[Geryon]

Obviously the point was not getting across to the frightened girl. Leaning in, Santa's hand strayed up to caress her firm tits, feeling her hard nipples through the snug, thin bra. "You're here to be my toy, beautiful." he whispered in her ear, "My sexy little toy..."

 

[RussianAngel]

Her eyes widden as she looks at santa afraid " S....Santa?! W...what are you doing?" she looks down on him caresing her breasts but does not strugle...

 

[Geryon]

With a deep chuckle, Santa planted his lips on the side of Katie's neck, pinching her perfect skin with his teeth, while he slipped the straps of her bra off her smooth shoulders. "Relax, Katie..." he said as his lips reached her jaw and he tugged her bra down, exposing her firm, fleshy handfulls to the warming air, "Try to enjoy this as much as I will... it'll make it better for both of us..."

 

[RussianAngel]

Katie doens't know why but for some reason she has no will to strugle.....yet she feels exposed, used and powerless, she blushes as Santa careses her breasts, then their lips meet in a kiss as their tongues start dancing together...
As Santa stops the kiss she askes " What are you going to do to me Santa? What is to become of me?"

 

[Geryon]

"What are you going to do to me Santa? What is to become of me?"

Her cutely concerned and slightly anxious queries served only to make Santa want her more, far from deterring him or shaking his resolve. "Oh Katie," he said softly, nipping at her bottom lip gently, "we're going to have some fun together, maybe for a day or two days... as long as we need together. Then I'll send you home, provided you can keep a secret." The last statement held a hint of a tone that Katie couldn't quite identify, but Santa buried his tongue in her pouty, kissable mouth before she could ask anymore questions. His hands continued to roam, teasing her sensitive nipples and enjoying the feel of her soft, warm skin under his fingers. Slowly his marauding digits slid closer to her tiny panties, gradually working them down the gentle curve of her smooth, tantalizing hips.

 

[RussianAngel]

She moaned through his kiss, her mind confused..was this real, fantasy...and what was happening...why was it she felt so controlled, why was it she felt so willing, like a spell put on her, she wanted to obey santa to please him...even if he did the worst things to her.....she wanted to be santa's dirty slut and playtoy...his little sextoy...wait....what was she thinking...she stopped herself...why why was she thinking like this....the thoughts welped up and grew in her as she got ready to resist....but didn't yet...

 

[Geryon]

The gentle moans escaping from Katie excited Santa greatly, he parted her thighs and began to gently massage her warm sex through the thin fabric of her panties. His other hand pulled at Katie's stiff nipples, pinching them, squeezing her firm young tits as his cock hardened visibly in his pants. Returning a slow moan of satisfaction at feeling the heat between Katie's supple young thighs, Santa noticed a moment of hesitation in the way her tongue glided skilfully against his own. For a fleeting second she seemed ready to protest again, but soon restored the vigor of her sweet, probing tongue's efforts.

This was how it usually went, Santa reflected as he teased Katie's firm young body. They could never say no until they completely gave up their belief.

 

[RussianAngel]

Katie felt his hands sliding in between her legs as he massaged her wet sex hrough the fabric of her panties she then had enough force to protest as Santa broke the kiss she tried to proes in a threating kind of way but instead it came out like a moan sounding somehing like " No! Stop! I don't want to...lemme go.."

 

[Geryon]

"No! Stop! I don't want to...lemme go.." Katie murmured into Santa's mouth. Despite her protest, Santa thought Katie sounded awfully like she wanted what was about to happen almost as much as he did. Spurred on by her whimpering, Santa's fingers dipped into Katie's panties, gliding up and down her wet folds. Laying the girl back, he held her wrists together above her head, just in case her protests got a bit more physical.

"Katie, Katie..." Santa said, almost laying on top of her while he teased her slit and worked his lips down the side of her neck, "Don't play hard to get. we're beyond that... just enjoy it..." At that, his fingers found Katie's tiny clit and began tracing slow circles around her sensitive bud, while his lips closed around one of the soft pink nipples capping her perfect breasts.

 

[RussianAngel]

she gasped and moaned and the stimulaion but still through all of ttha she whimmered " no....please.....stoooop..pleeeeease......d....don't....don't stop..."