Part 2: The workshop

I feel Santa stirring and his cock hardening and I instinctively start to move my hips the frustration taking over, the waking Santa quickly starts to fuck me roughly to calm his morning wood and fills my insides with cum once again.

I feel him finally get off of me allowing me to breathe easily and leave the room leaving me chained up alone with cum leaking from my stretched ass and left only with my thoughts, frustrations and pain both physical and mental. After some time I hear the heavy footsteps of father Christmas.

"I think that I'll have one last fuck while you're here." While I'm here? What does he mean? Am I going somewhere else like a dungeon or is he going to kill me or is he finally understanding that I didn't really want this and he is going to take me home. Thoughts fade from my mind and is replaced with the sensation of constantly being on the edge of realise and the pain it causes as Santa pounds my ass mercilessly. Filling me with his cum he gets up and I feel the pull of the chains disappear as they dissolve into magic dust, feeling relief at finally being able to bend my arms. I rise to a sitting position and look up at Santa. I see his hand raise and the chain leash reappears and I'm pulled to my feet off of the bed, I follow him across the room and to the door, as it opens the freezing cold air rushes in hitting my body like a wall of ice and flakes of snow rest on my naked body, as the chain leash is tugged to guide me outside I hold my ground refusing to leave the warmth. A huge tug pulls me off my feet and I'm thrown out of the doorway barely landing on my feet and keeping my balance. Shivering breaths create clouds of air out of my open mouth as it fills with freezing snow, my feet and legs bury themselves in the icy snow and my balls become painful as they shrink. Finally through the snow I see the outline of a large wooden building, reaching it the big double doors open with golden glowing warmth and I happily walk in letting the heat revive my frozen shivering body. As I defrost I realise that the room is full of elves, feeling self-conscious I try to cover up but quickly realise that I can't. Reaching the end of the massive workshop I'm placed on a platform and chains magically appear to hold me in a bent over position. I look up at Santa confused about what is happening.

"well slave this is where you will be staying from now on, you will serve my elves who need relief from the continuous work between Christmas's. Don't worry I will still come and visit you." At this I try to struggle against my restraints and cry out with tears in my eyes as Santa casually walks away as if not even remembering that I exist. I see one of the elves walk up to me.

"so you're our new office stress relief then. We're going to have lots of fun with you, the last one lasted for a thousand years before he was to used for us, the magic here makes you immortal and it slowly healed him, although even that wasn't enough in the end, then we gave him to the reindeer, they aren't so fussy, that was several hundred years ago now, I think he's soon to be to broken even for them, his insides must be mush by now, he'll probably be impaled on a candy cane and left in the snow along with all the others before him soon, they'll be so horny when you eventually get there. But that's a long way off, you're stuck with us for now to give us some Christmas cheer." With that the elf walked up behind me and letting out a muffled cry, I feel his cock slam into my ass as he begins to roughly fuck me. He pulls out and walks away back to work, with tears of realisation rolling down my cheeks, I remain chained up and bent over, with cum dripping out of my raped ass and my cock trapped in an enchanted chastity device that keeps me stimulated at all times yet denies me any relief and release and pleasure, I'll be like this forever with it seems the only thing changing is what enters my ass, Santa, elf, reindeer or giant candy cane pole, as I continue to dwell on the horror of what is now my life I see another of the elves walk towards me with their cock already out and dripping with pre cum this time to fill my open mouth with their disgusting elf cum., which I later discover that along with their piss is to be my only source of food for the next thousand or so years.

Epilogue:

It's been thousands of years since my wish was granted and I've been used so much that I don't even feel the elves cocks as they use me now and I've grown to love the taste of their cum and piss, which is great as it's the only thing that I've had to consume for over a thousand years. I have learnt that I can cum once a year when in the Christmas after party I get fucked by Santa and his cock is only one that I can still feel inside my stretched out ass that's big enough to slid a fist into with ease, although every time that I cum the frustration and need to cum increases due to the magic and one orgasm a year doesn't do anything to lessen my huge swollen aching blue balls.

I now have a fellow slave although his constant tears and crying drive me insane, especially after a few hundred years but it has increased my life expectancy as their fuck toy as the elves really enjoy his crying as he is raped, used as a toilet or beaten with a whip, for jolly little creatures they sure are sadistic little fuckers but I know that my time here is up and I am to move on to the next phase in my life of slavery and serve new masters. I see Santa entering the workshop and walk behind me.

"how about one last fuck for old times sake?" With that he slides his cock easily into my well used gapping ass and fills my insides with his cum, unfortunately as it is not Christmas I can't cum myself, which if I could have a wish I would ask for one more moment of release, even if by the magic of the chastity device it makes me even more desperate for the next one every time. I feel the chains that have held me for centuries disappear and my stiff arms remain in place as if they'd forgotten that they can move, the chain leash appears on my collar and I'm led out of the workshop, still bent over unable to straighten my locked back, into the freezing windy night snow.

I'm led into the stable and stand on a similar looking platform to the one that I've been trapped in for over a thousand years, the chains reappear although at this point I have no fight left. As Santa leaves I hear I'm say

"have fun boys!" And with that and the slam of the stable door I see nine excited reindeer bounding over to me ready to greet and use their new friend. Maybe I do have some fight left in me after all as I begin to struggle against my chains remembering how to move my limbs and back as the first of the reindeer nears my fearful body, its huge cock in full view.