He's Old, He's Nik, And He Ain't A Saint

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by hollywoodling

by hollywoodling

"How's my babygirl doing?" Santa Clause asked Ashley. She was tied up, and Santa was stroking her cheek. (Which cheek?!) Before she could speak, Santa shoved a pair of dirty socks in her mouth. "I'll be right back, babygirl," he told her. Santa left for a few moments, and while he was gone Ashley tried to undo the wrapping paper that bound her. There were so many layers, she couldn't finish it in time. Eventually, Santa came back with a plate of cookies. "Baked by Mrs. Clause. Hope you like em," he whispered in her ear. Santa took the socks out of her mouth, (ew gym socks) and shoved 3 cookies in. "Chew," he commanded and she did as he told. Then, he said "swallow." Again, Ashley did as she was told. This continued until Mrs. Clause found them, Ashley's tear stained face a reminder of how many cookies SANTA ATE EVERY DAY BECAUSE HE WAS A FATASS! Mrs. Clause slapped Santa and released Ashley. "Thank you," Ashley cried and then everyone was happy.

THE END

p.s. Ashley im so sorry pls forgiv meh