SANTA CLAUS

BY VOIKOVE

FSK 21!! – And I mean that. The story is fictional and only my fantasy. Fantasies from my childhood, a bit modified maybe. I share my stories only for people who had or rather have the same attitude as I. Everybody has his history and his reason to read that story, as long my fans aren’t too young or perverts who think they can find in my stories one more way to hurt boys and girls in real life and to destroy their innocent minds for their own pleasure.

For all new readers and fans, English isn’t my native language, so please don’t bomb me with criticisms about my bad grammar, I shall try to improve this with experience but if you want to read a story in Cambridge English, don’t read this story. For all others who don’t care about the occasional grammar and want to enjoy good bondage fantasy stories, please proceed and ENJOY!!

With a big smile David jumped back in his bed. It was in the middle of the night on Christmas Eve. He had used the timer to wake up early and to sneak downstairs to the Christmas tree, to destroy all the presents lying under this that were meant for his younger brother and younger sister. David's two siblings had got on his nerves all year and he saw no reason why their behaviour should be rewarded with rich presents.

After David had destroyed his siblings' presents he went back to bed, he crawled under the blanket and watched his toy plane, which was connected with cables to the ceiling, and watched it moving from the kick he gave the plane a few seconds before. David watched this plane often in an effort to get off to sleep. He watched the shadows on the ceiling from the plane moving back and forth and to the side. But suddenly the movements got unusually slower, slowed down, and stopped suddenly. It looked like it was stopping in the middle of the air, not like the way it usually looked. It looked strange. Stunned, David turned his head and looked at his clock, but saw no movement from its hands. Something really weird was going on.

David became increasingly scared. Suddenly his bedroom window opened and snow blew into the room. David covered his face with his blanket in fear. Under the blanket he heard some bells and some very strange sounds, such as scratching hoofs. Then he heard a deep male voice calling his name. Slowly, David, removed the blanket, and was surprised to see Santa Claus standing in the middle of his room.

David began to smile, he sighed breath of relief and said: "Oh God, I was shocked. I thought something bad was happening!"

However, Santa Claus's face looked completely frozen and this scared David. Then, in his deep voice, Santa said: "You were a bad bad boy this year, you were unfriendly and terrorized your family and friends, but what you did tonight was too bad to overlook. You destroyed important things; your siblings' Christmas presents. I think, therefore, it is time for you to learn a lesson. You were right David, now something bad will happen!"

David let out a high pitched scream as he heard Santa saying that. He jumped off the bed, passed this bad guy, who looked like Santa Claus and ran into his parents' bedroom. He screamed for help, but there was no movement. Everything looked frozen as neither his mother nor father moved in response to his pleas for help. David shook his father and mother, he jumped on the bed and pressed against their bodies, but still there was no movement. Still scared, he looked outside and saw that the snowflakes also had stopped, in mid-air! There was no movement anywhere. David lost himself in finding a solution, then Santa Claus stood in the door to the bedroom.

"What do you want from me? I wasn't bad!" David shouted at the red-dressed man, whom he did not believe was actually Santa.

Pointing at a long list of misdemeanours, Santa looked sternly at David and replied: "My list says something different", and gestured at David to follow him.

"W... why is nothing moving?" David asked, in a trembling voice, close to tears.

"What do you think Einstein? How do you think I'm able to deliver presents to kids all over the world in one night?"

"You aren't all over the world. In school we learned that in Africa and ..." David tried to comment, but the fat guy in front of him stopped him talking with a wave of his hand.

"That's what you learned, but that isn’t the truth. I'm able to slow down or rather stop time, so I can do all I have to do in time." Santa Clause gestured that it was time to go.

David closed his eyes: "Nooooooooooo..." he hollered in the frozen air. Santa Claus snapped his fingers and........

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Slowly, David opened his eyes, but he didn't like what he saw. A moment before he had stood, dressed in his cute pyjamas, in his parents' bedroom, now he was stark naked, tied spreadeagled between the runners of Santa's sledge. David looked down and saw all the small snowy roofs of the houses under him. He was flying, then a gust of wind hit the sledge, what meant that the time was moving again, but David had no time to think about it. His balls and dick swung in the wind and hit back against his scrotum and then against his belly. Bad pain went through his body, and the coldness of being outside naked, not able to move and transported through the icy wind in high speed increased the feelings of pain in David's small 8 year old body. He saw the ground disappearing behind the clouds, and David screamed his lungs out until he reached his unknown destination.

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David's journey seemed to last forever, he was sure that he would freeze to death as he couldn't feel any part of his body, neither his legs nor his arms, nor even his skin, nothing. David felt completely frozen as the sledge made its descent down to the ground and landed in the snow. David got dragged along the ground as the runners sank down into the white powder. David’s whole body became covered in the hard, freezing snow. It was so cold he wasn't able to breath, and the pain felt terrible, but a few moments later the sledge eventually stopped. David couldn't see, his face was buried in snow, but he could hear voices. He was too cold and tired to scream, so he waited naked and tied spreadeagled and hoped someone might come to his aid.

The help came earlier then he believed, only a few minutes in the cold snow, then some rough hands freed him from his cold place. David was more than surprised as he saw who helped him. A few elves carried his naked body in a house which looked really like the house from story books about Santa Claus, and as he was carried other elves took the reindeers and Santa’s sledge into a shed. David had no idea where he was, he believed on the North Pole, but it could be somewhere else.

David was not able to move himself, he was still frozen in a spreadeagled position, but not tied anymore, so the elves carried him that way in the house and threw him hard on the floor. He was too cold to scream, so he groaned a bit. David believed that he would never recover from his ordeal, as he believed his arms and legs had been destroyed by frostbite, due to the long period he had spent naked in the snow. However, he reminded himself that he might be ok as he was with Santa Claus, and this meant that magic was involved. Shortly after being thrown onto the floor some of the elves approached with a big flame-thrower. The pupils of David's eyes grew with panic as he saw them, he was sure they would roast him alive, but he felt no pain, and after a few minutes of the magic flames defrosting his body he could move again. Quickly he stood up and covered his boyhood with both hands.

The elves around him giggled, he stood before about 30 of them, naked, not able to protect himself against all these small hands. Tears built up in his eyes, he wanted to go back home, he did not like being there and did not like getting humiliated, he knew that wasn't fair. He wasn't that bad, was he?

Then Santa Claus came into the house, and sat down on an upholstered chair next to the open fire place. A few minutes seemed to pass before he faced David. The naked boy stood scared and shivering, surrounded by elves, in the middle of the room and was clutching at his family jewels.

"Show the boy Zeber!" was all Santa Claus said, then he watched the fire again.

Without a word the elves led David out of the house into an extremely big wooden hall. David couldn't believe it, from outside Santa's home looked like a small house, but inside everything was so huge. But he wasn't meant to stay in the hall, the elves took him into another room. It was a cube without windows or other doors.

Suddenly a small grey green elf with crazy look on his face appeared, walking through a wall followed by a weird machine.

"This is Zeber, he is crazy and evil, so we don't allow him to work in the factory. He never developed or built nice presents for the kids, only crazy machines, but we allow him to develop his fantasies, after all, he is still an elf." one of the smaller elves next to David explained.

For a brief moment there was an uncomfortable silence, then the other elves grabbed the elf called Zeber and carried him through the wall. There was only one elf left, and he now stood before David.

"This room here is a magical room, you can't run away, nobody hears you. It is for bad bad boys like you. Remember that the time isn't working here, so we can keep you here forever, if we want we can control your mind for hundreds of years and when you eventually return home you will still be 8 years old and nobody will know that you ever disappeared."

David was much more scared than before, if this was possible. This elf moved to the machine: "The machine here is Zeber's most used invention. We had many names for it, but we call it only 'The Punisher' nowadays. It will show you that you are not the big king here, you are only a small frightened boy and you should watch your young siblings and not terrorize them. They are your brother and your sister, not anyone elses, yours, and yet you treat them like they were a disease. 'The Punisher' will hurt you, humiliate you and take you to dimensions you have never reached before, and we will decide when it will be enough." With that the elf turned and walked to the wall. With open arms, David pleaded, "Wait, Please!" He screamed his pleas, but the elf was gone. David turned around, in a circle, again and again, but he couldn't see the door he came in again. He couldn't see anything, there were 4 walls, a ceiling and a floor, same colour, same size, and he had no idea where the light came from. He jumped from a shock as the machine came to life. What will happen next???

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David crouched down with closed eyes in a corner of the white cube, but then he opened the eyes. He wanted to see what made all the squeaking noises around him. What he saw scared him again. There was something like a metal robot on wheels. It was like the robot from the movie 'Number 5' which David saw a few months ago, only this machine was without a head. As David watched in fear the mechanical torture machine prepared for its work:

Slowly small pipes came out of the machine and like tentacles from an octopus they whirled through the air and then grabbed at the extremities of the poor boy. David tried to run into another corner, but there was no escape, and the next moment the machine or better the tentacles lifted David up and separated his arms and legs. He was in the air, in a spreadeagled position, unable to move, with machines tentacles winding themselves around the boy's arms and legs. The tentacles didn't hurt, but were fixed and held David like many vices in an unmoveable position. David wanted to scream out as loud as he could, but another small pipe shot out and grabbed at his tongue. It pulled at the boy's tongue until his mouth was open, quickly wrapped around it and went down to his throat.

"Gllgnngll" was the only sound that came from the boy's gagged mouth.

Next several hundred tentacles shot out from a black hole in the machine. David saw these rushing towards him but he couldn't really see where they came from. The ends of the pipes formed into small suckers, each with a small hole in the middle from which liquid oozed out. Each sucker attached themselves to David's body. On every toe and on every finger a sucker docked on to the boy's skin and held on firmly, the suckers changed size and length to keep the fingers and toes trapped inside, then began their work, sucking and pumping their liquid, which was like a soft gel, onto the boy’s body. Other pipes also squirted liquid onto the rest of the boy’s body.

The suckers also began to open more and connect to other parts of the boy's skin. Two grabbed at the boy's nipples and sucked on them, two saucer size suckers began to massage the boy's butt cheeks. The sucking tentacles connected themselves all over the boy's body and massaged him. David felt strange, he felt good, but also humiliated at the same time. The only free part of his body was his crotch, but this was to be the machine's next target.

One of the tentacles wound itself around the base of David's genitals and gripped tighter and tighter, until his balls and dick began to hurt. Two other tentacles began to massage one ball each, only to wind around each a little later and separate the balls in their small, tight sack. This torture really began to hurt, and as his balls got stretched, the tentacles moved away from his body and stretched his skin to the limit and just a little bit beyond. David tried to scream, but the tentacle on his tongue had effectively gagged him. He sounded like a dying animal and between that he sounded like he would gargle.

Two big suckers laid themselves over David’s cute hairless balls and began their hard and painful pumping motions, at the same time all of tentacles began to tighten up their grip on his body. This really hurt his legs and arms, and some additional tentacles wound themselves around his chest and stomach. The suckers began to pump harder, the liquid gel was replaced by a cream which caused a burning sensation followed by a cold sensation. The suckers also had small tips which scratched along David's skin and caused him new pain. David tried to scream, but a thin hose found his way to David's mouth, where his tongue was still trapped in that vice pipe, there the hose began to wind up till it was a big ball and covered his whole mouth, only the tip of the tongue was visible. David was pipe-ball-gagged now.

Suddenly a bigger pipe changed it's form in front of David's red face to that of a condom, and it was this point that David realised his small pecker was rock hard and standing upright. He couldn't believe that his boyhood could do that, he had no idea what this hard throbbing-thing down below his waist was doing. Until then, all he knew was that all males have a willy and that females not. But why, he wondered, should his willy stand up like a flagpole? He had no idea. The condom-sucker began to drip a white liquid and then connected itself to the boy's erect penis. Immediately, a sensation built up within David that he had never experienced before. In the same moment another pipe entered his small virgin asshole, the pipe cleared a path for itself through the boy's most private area and began to wind up in the boy's bowels, till the pipe has the form of a big 12 inch penis. The dildo-pipe began to move back and forth inside the boy's rectum and began to vibrate, then the pipe formed a small bulge, like a protrusion to stimulate the boy's prostrate.

David's body went out of control. All these stimulations were too much for the boy. He was being massaged, abused, sucked and raped, whilst being naked, spreadeagled and suspended in mid-air at the same time. At this moment he forgot why he was here or where he was. David forced his head forward and tried to look at his genitals in an attempt to find out what was happening to them. But the pipes controlled the boy's head, they pushed this back so that his throat was exposed to two pipes, which showed needles at their end, ready to penetrate the boy’s soft skin. So other pipes with small and sharp needles moved into position around the boy’s unprotected body. Two other pipes showed David magic as each created two small suckers. Other tentacles held David's eyelids open for the new suckers to connect to the boy’s eyeballs, only to cause more pain.

New feelings began to build up within the boy's body. There was a ticklish feeling in his scrotum and his penis got more and more sensitive, and his breathing got harder. David believed that something bad would happen to him, but on the other hand, he loved the stimulation he was experiencing, this was the best feeling he ever felt in his 8 short years of life. Then the innocent boy's body prepared for his first orgasm. This was like one that had never been experienced by an 8 year old boy before. It slowly built up, David was aroused from all the new feelings, his muscles tensed and his whole body began to shake, he had a hard dry orgasm, which usually should end quickly, but it didn’t. All the waiting needles entered his body now, David tried to scream in pain and agony at the same time, but the pipe-gag sealed his mouth perfectly. The pipes injected hormones and similar things, which prolonged the boy's orgasm. Next the suckers on David's balls pushed a needle in each small egg and also began to inject a magical liquid into each. Suddenly David's prostate came alive and began to spurt the boy's juices into the waiting sucker, which pumped this away for storage. Things did not end there however. The hormone injections and the magic of this place made it possible for David’s orgasm to continue indefinitely his boyhood kept on squirting boy juice. It appeared that the David's prostate and balls could go on producing boy-juice forever. David trembled and shook in his never ending orgasm. Sweat was dripping from his body, and the pain was going on and on.

For David, it seemed like hours, or more, that he had been in one big permanent orgasm, but then the machine suddenly stopped working on his body. David, with a huge sense of relief, believed his ordeal was over and he would be allowed to go home, but that wasn't the idea that neither the elves nor their machine had in mind for him. The sucker from his penis disappeared, and the pipes from his rectum and his mouth were pulled back, but only to be replaced with other pipes. One pipe entered his peehole to wander up his urethra to his bladder, a bigger one entered his rectum again and the third one entered his mouth, down his throat, whilst his tongue remained captured by another tube. David believed he was suffocating, and his sensitive penis and ass hurt from the painful entries the tubes had made into his young, sensitive body. But he had little time to come to terms with his new predicament as the pipes began to shoot a new liquid. This liquid filled his bladder within a few seconds, but the pipe didn't stop pumping, and his bowels and his stomach got the same preparatory treatment. These new pains increased David's suffering to a higher level than before, if that was possible. David tried to scream, he tried to free himself, he shook in his locked position, but there was no escape. That was the moment when he realized that the liquid caused the same effect as the cream at the beginning on his soft boy skin, it hurt as it began to burn and David believed that he would surely die as a result of his suffering. His inners burned like hell and became inflated and stretched to their limits. The machine would not stop and David reached the point of blacking-out, but he couldn't, the magic room didn't allow that. He had to feel this intense pain all the time. It went on and on.

When this particular torture eventually stopped, David was unsure whether it had lasted for hours or days. These torture pipes left his body, so the boy was able to empty himself, which he did with discernible relief. David had no time to recover, new pipes appeared again to prepare for the same work as at the beginning, so David got stimulated again. His naked 8 year old body hung in the air and was again pushed to an unbelievable orgasm. A small wheel appeared at the side of David’s back with about 50 small cables on it. The wheel then began to rotate at high-speed and the cables whipped against David's back. This gave the boy a bad whipping during his orgasm. After the orgasm the machine pumped the liquid up into David's bladder, bowels and stomach again. Next, the machine turned its attention to jerking the boy off again. He had had squirted many litres of boy-juice already and was sore from all this hard work. At every turn in the boy's torture something new was added, on one occasion he was whipped from 12 wheels, on another occasion a pipe formed into a big 15 inch penis and forced the boy to suck on it. On one occasion he was suspended from only his penis and balls. He was also subjected to the intense pain of having tiny needles cover every millimetre of his body. Over time, which appeared like an eternity, every part of his body got its chance to hurt badly in new ways. David's calves, thighs, biceps, nipples, throat, butt cheeks and so forth, were each treated to the fiendish torments of the torture machine.

Hours, Days, Weeks, Months, Years..... It could be all of them, he had no idea, as his time was spent in unrelenting and unimaginative pain. At the beginning he only felt sorry, later David wanted to go home, not more. During the moments of orgasm and pain he couldn't remember neither his name nor his age, nor recollect any of his family. At one point he had wanted revenge, but later he swore in his mind that he would never harm a person. But none of these thoughts stopped the machine. He had no idea when the elves or Santa Claus would decide that it would be time to stop his torture. David became convinced that he would never leave the punishment room again, and that his small 8 year old body would remain a toy for the torture machine and the perverted elves forever. This, David sometimes thought, was how his life would end, but then came the realisation that he would never get older whilst he was in this magic room and would thus remain a slave to that machine forever. Despite such gloom, David gradually became convinced that if he got one new chance, he would try to be a better boy, who was a nice and helpful brother and son. It was at this moment that the machine sucked out the last drop sperm it could get from David and stopped working. All the pipes and tentacles disconnected themselves from David's body, retracted and disappeared back into the machine.

David lay on the floor in the embryo-position and shivered. He felt so humiliated, alone, tired and misunderstood. He couldn't believed that what he had done he deserved such treatment, but he was unbelievable happy that it had stopped. Santa Claus followed by some elves entered the room through the wall. David was scared by their appearance, crawled into a corner and tried to cry, but he was without tears, there weren't any left.

"Pl... Please, do... don't hurt me ag... again. I w... will... will be good." David sobbed to the guy in the red coat.

Santa Claus bent down before the boy and stroked his fingers through David's hair. "I think we don't have to do that again. It seems you learned a lot over the time!"

David felt better as he heard that, he looked in Santa's face: "How long have I been here?"

Santa smiled back: "Hard to say, only a few years!" he joked, David had no idea whether he should believe that, but to be honest, he didn't care anymore.

"What do you think we can do about the presents you destroyed?"

In David's mind that event had so long ago that he couldn't really remember, but then he remembered what he had done. Now he understood how bad his behaviour had been and how bad his siblings must feel about the way he treated them. The elves took him into the factory, where David worked naked for several days making presents for his whole family. Santa took the boy back home after he had finished, dressed him in pyjamas, and laid him in his bed, for a good long, Christmas Eve sleep.

Next morning all David's family opened their Christmas presents, they were really surprised when they discovered that David had made his presents. This made them very happy and proud of David. From this day onwards David protected his siblings and tried to teach them the importance of leading a good life and showing kindness to others. After his lessons from Santa Clause he became one of the best-behaved boys in the whole city.

Many years later, as David became a father, he received videotapes at Christmas in which he could see what had happened to him. That way he would never forget the lessons he received, and he grew up and taught his own children in the same mercifully way as he taught his siblings as he feared his own son or daughter might also end up in that magic room with Zeber's 'Punisher'.

This happens to all those bad boys and girls, who treat others badly, don’t respect them and only indulge in their own fun, not seeing the innocence of others. Who will be the next apprentice of Zeber's punishment machine?? MAYBE YOU OR YOUR CHILDREN!!!