I tiredly clean up the Santas grotto, the work of an elf is never done. For the last month I've been working as an elf, as my name badge says Santa's little helper, the guy in the suit just has to sit in a chair all day, while I actually do all the work. I guess that's probably how the real elves feel.

"You did really well." I look up from my w9rk and see the fake Santa I've been working alongside, he's nice, not the worst I've ever worked with, although he does take his role super seriously, as if it's all real and not just something for the kids.

"Thanks." He smiles at me in a strange look of joy.

"You know I've been looking for someone to do a big job and you might be just the person for it." A job? I could always do with the extra money at this time of year.

"Is it well paid?"

"Of course, it's the biggest job of the year."

"When is it?"

"Christmas eve." What, most grottoes are shut by then. Then again it's not like I have any real plans this year, what the hell I'll do it. What could go wrong?

"Sounds good, I'm in."

"Great! Follow me into the grotto so we can discuss everything." I follow him inside the dimly light shed, decorated with Christmas lights and cotton wool, the less the kids can see the more likely to keep the magic. Why does he want to discuss it here? Maybe it's not linked to this store and he doesn't want the mangers knowing? Makes sense, I doubt they'd be happy about us talking about a different job instead of working. He passes me a clipboard and pen.

"Here's your contract, all you got to do is be Santa's little helper, just like you were here. The hours are a bit strange but it's a charity thing for the kids." I skim through the contract, most of it reading like standard jargon, the only thing that stands out is that it will be in the evening, a bit weird but I guess I'm cool with it. Signing the document I pass it back to the man in the Santa costume, who smiles happier than ever.

"Do you remember what we tell children who realise that I'm not the real Santa?" I guess he wants to have a bit more conversation rather than awkwardly ending things.

"We tell them that you work for Santa, rather than a cheap and crappy shop that pays minimum wage only cause it's forced to."

"Exactly. But the thing is, with me that's not actually a lie." What? I knew the guy liked getting into character but he's starting to get to into it.

"You see, I'm not here to keep an eye on the children but the adults, I'm scouting for those who would be great for the most important job of the year." I slowly begin to step backwards, part of me worried of what this clearly unstable man will do.

"Stop." For some reason my body stops moving and stays completely still, no matter how much I try to move it just refuses to obey me. What is going on?

"You already agreed to the the job and signed the contract, the magic has already taken affect I'm afraid. You should really read the fine print." I stand frozen in place, my face not showing the fear and panic in my mind, as I watch the crazied Santa open a large sack.

"Climb in." What? Why is my body moving towards the dark sack? I struggle to fight against my own body but I'm strangely compelled to do as I'm told and quickly find myself swallowed by the dark interior of the sack. Looking up I see the face of my mad captor grinning down at me as if nothing is wrong.

"Now sleep." As the top of the sack closes and I'm plunged into a void of darkness I strangely feel overwhelmingly tired and quickly fall into a deep sleep.

I awake feeling a freezing snowy wind blowing over my exposed body, as I shiver I slowly open my eyes, dreading what I'll see. What I see is not what I expect, a vast empty snowy expanse, the inky black sky filled with snowflakes, like a flurry of falling stars, it would be beautiful if not for everything else happening right now. Has he kidnapped me and taken me out into the snow to freeze? Shivering once more I rise my arms up for warmth only to freeze in realisation. Where are my clothes? He left me out in the snow with no clothes. Feeling something around my neck I touch it, finding a heavy fluffy collar, underneath all the soft and warm fur is a hard metal band, one not only locked around my neck but also chained to what looks like a sleigh. Panicking I pull on the chain, desperately trying to get free before that psycho mail Santa returns, but it refuses to budge. As I move I feel something move inside my ass, feeling behind me I touch the base of a jewelled buttplug, I try to pull it out but it refuses to move, the size preventing it from leaving, instead continuing to stretch my ass, presumably for my captors amusement before I freeze to death. The movement in my ass however alerts me to something else as a crushing sensation builds in my crotch. Looking down I find a small metal chastity cage locked around my cock, the most worrying aspect being the absence of any visible lock or join between the two pieces, as if it is somehow one single piece of metal. I pull on the device but it refuses to give even a tiny bit, the only result being my pain as my cock tries to grow in its confined space.

Hearimg a noise I look around, my captor nowhere to be seen. Maybe there is something around here that I can use to get free. I look around the sleigh, the front section holding nothing of any use, the back seems to be filled with a giant sack and blocks all view. Looking over the front I see several reindeer, all with disturbingly large manhoods, ones I hope my captor doesn't have plans for when it comes to me.

I slowly move to the side of the sleigh, maybe there is something useful in the giant sack. I look down at the glittering snow as I slowly lower my bare foot down, my foot immediately sinking into a surprisingly deep amount, causing me to instinctively cry out from the cold. Needing to escape I force myself down into the deep snow amd take a step, as I do I see what the sack was hiding from view and stand in shock. Before me is a huge village of wooden buildings and bright Christmas lights, small people in elf costumes scurry between the buildings and one large man in a Santa costume slowly makes his way towards me. Mayhe this is more than just one delusional psycho.

"Ho ho ho! Welcome my little helper!" The giant white bearded man stands tall above me.

"Climb aboard, it's time that we got on our way!" For some reason I feel compelled to do as he says and I quickly move back into the sleigh, part of me is relieved to be out of view and also no longer having my feet buried in the freezing snow. I sit staring at the large man as he sits calmly and happily down next to me.

"So you're the one who will keep me company on my long trip tonight." I just sit quickly as my head moves on its own, nodding in agreement, although I don't know exactly what I'm agreeing with.

"Just a reminder, as I'm sure that you fully read your contract, while under my employment you will be wearing that collar, one that makes you unable to disobey my instructions, it will also kee0 you alive and prevent you from freezing to death. We have a long and stressful journey and I will be requiring plenty of relief, so I hope that you are hungry. Also while working for me your cock will remain locked away, that device will prevent you from both cumming and peeing, your plug prevents you needing other things as well, so no need for you to have any breaks, same for me as you are here for me to relieve myself in, I have a lot of drinks to get through, not to mention food. It's a good thing that your collar allows you to live off what you'll be consuming tonight." I swallow slightly in shock and fear, my cock however seems strangely aroused.

"Anyway, time to get started!" At this he grabs hold of the reins and calls out to his reindeer, the sleigh quickly begins to move and rise up unnervingly into the sky.

As I look over the edge of the sleigh I see clouds below illustrated by the bright moonlight, beyond them a terrifying drop down to the ground far below, the complete emptiness around me trapping me in the small space with the large man, one who seems to actually be the real Santa.

"How are you feeling? First time this high up? I know what will take your mind off of it. Come here." I turn and watch as he undoes his black belt and opens his red trousers, his huge cock pushing out. My eyes entranced by the sight guide my body towards it, the world around me seeming to disappear, all thought of the endless drop a few steps away vanish as I lower myself down to my needs. The musky smell fills my senses and part of me wants to take it in my mouth, to taste it, to lick it, to suck on it, to be feed its delicious cum.

"Go on, you can suck it." I watch as my face moves closer and I open my mouth, sliding my lips over the large cock, its strong taste almost overwhelming me as I roll my tongue over its head and push it down into my throat, blocking and stretching it as I keep moving down to his balls. I choke and gag as I hungrily suck his cock, which somehow grows larger, my own cock straining painfully as I both fear and crave it fucking my ass. I moan as warm cum floods my mouth, swallowing several times as it keeps flowing into me, the taste is strangely addictive, each drop making me feel amazing as I lick him clean, not wasting a single drop.

"That's enough for now." At his words I pull my face away and put his cock away and do up his belt and trousers, barely noticing that we've landed.

I sit on the floor of the sleigh as Santa climbs out with a jolly smile on his face, as he does I can't stop thinking about his cock and wanting more of his cum, my cock straining as I struggle to think clearly. What is happening to me? Why am I not trying to escape?

As I see Santa return all my questions seem to vanish as I stare at the large bulge in his trousers, waiting longingly for when he next needs his litter helper.

Epilogue:

I thirstily drink down the warm piss as fills my mouth, flowing into my full stomach, one full of Santa's cum, piss and shit. As I lick the last few drops off his cock I realise that we have come to a stop, enjoying the lingering taste I look around to sew that we are back at the north pole. Sadness fills my heart, does this mean that my job is over? As i feel my cock straining I know that I want more, need more.

"Well done my little helper!" Santa's praise fills me with joy as I watch him climb out. He looks over to his reindeer.

"Turn around." I obediently do as he says and feel him pull on my plug, the intruder shrinking in size before sliding out. Is he going to fuck my ass again? Please do, I'm so desperate and horny, I just want to feel him inside me again.

"My reindeer have worked hard, maybe you could find a way of rewarding them. After you're done with that reminder to put your plug back in." With that he walks off, leaving me alone with his reindeer, as I step into the icy snow and move towards them, knowing exactly how to reward them.