Monty had been a bad elfslave that year. He was behind in his production quota, he gave awful fellatio, he screamed and cursed when Santa took him from behind, and then limped and complained for days after. The young elf could not stand pain at all and had even stolen some of Saint Nick’s cookies.
The jolly old Master had finally had enough. The elf had to go and he knew just the house to send him to.
In the dead of night, as Monty slept, Santa and his most trusted elfslaves crept into the boy’s dorms. A smelly rag coated in chloroform smothered over the elf’s face by Santa himself left Monty limp as a rag.
Binding him tightly and throwing him in the trunk of the sleigh, Santa hitched up the elves and away they flew to a certain house. Chains were lashed about, decorations were added and a few boxes of Santa’s ‘special’ toys were laid out in neat packages beneath it all.
Dawn was coming and there were many other houses to visit. Chuckling to himself, Santa smiled wickedly. Mister X would be so surprised…
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Kind of a weak story… but originally I wasn’t going to write anything at all.
This is not a celebratory picture. For the record, I loathe Christmas.
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Where to find me
I was kind of relying on tumblr as my art dump. This is proving to be pretty apocalyptic :p I’ve been on Furaffinity forever, so most of my back-catalog is there. I’m going to test the waters on Twitter. I’ve never twitted before.
If I start posting on other venues, I’ll announce it on both of those.
Furaffinity https://www.furaffinity.net/user/misterx/
Twitter https://twitter.com/EndWasNigh
Now accepting members for a degenerate sex cult.
Must worship the Elder Things and enjoy mindfuckery.
Meet by the blood-caked, stone altar in the woods.
No posers.
Wow. Met a lot of cool people through Tumblr. Sad to see it make this decision and destroy the community of folks that it brought together.
I’ll make a future post about where to find my work (if anywhere).
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Blarg. Sorry folks. I’m really struggling with…
You wanna take your hand off your dick for a while. Everything will pop then! :-)
There’s more truth to this than you know. XD
At the risk of TMI, when I get off I get extreme emotional tilts. Usually I immediately develop a gloomy depression which lasts for quite a while. Consequently my best art is produced after long periods of abstinence. :p
It’s great in relationships when you’re the dom/top. “Was that good for you, sir?” “No. Fuck off. I’m going to live under this blanket for the rest of the week.”
Blarg. Sorry folks. I’m really struggling with finding a new pic that pops for me.
Its no reflection on people’s suggestions, etc. Just the fickle randomness of my internal muse :(
Me: A day off from work? I’m gunna draw like a mofo
Doctor: We need to do surgery on your index finger. Here’s two stitches. Enjoy your day off!
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