eight

The Elf left my room. Not before she cleaned herself up. I never thought I would spend the night fuckin a Christmas Elf. I still have many questions for Kris Kringle. So many things I needed to understand. Will I ever go home? Who's running Jingle balls? I hope it was Holly. I doubt Holly even showed up for her shift tonight. I laid in bed until sleep took over me.

With the loud Christmas music playing, I knew I wasn't back home in my club. I heard a knock on my door. I answered it sleepily; I saw a little elf with a cart full of food.

"Thank you."

She smiled and left. That was the best night with that tiny elf. Did that compare to Holly? There's an extra feeling with Holly; I just couldn't put my finger on it. Elves must like sugar. I looked around at the cart. Cookies, cakes, candy, and ice cream filled my cart. I ate many of the treats; I got a stomach ache from eating so many.

I got dressed, I walked out of the hallway, I walked into the toy workshop. The elves were so jolly making the toys. They happily worked and sang. I almost smiled a little.

"We need to talk," I said, walking over to Kris kringle.

" Sure," he said.

" I need to get home to my club, and I don't even know who's running it."

" Time is different here than in New York; it's a magical time here."

" The time you spent here is only a few minutes at home; you'll be home before a whole night even passes," he said.

That's a relief.

" Why am I even here?"

" I have a few things I wanted to show you, to help you in your life," he said.

I shrugged my shoulders. " My life is fine."

"Trust me, you'll want to see this, but first, I have to take Rudolph to a veterinarian appointment," Kris Kringle said.

" So he's real."

"Who?" he asked.

" Rudolph," I say.

" Yes," he said with a laugh.

" I need you to watch over the North Pole for me while I am gone," he said.

"You need me to watch a bunch of elves?"

After last night that may be fun!

" Not watch the elves, the machines, make sure they don't break down and such, '' he said. "Fine."

" "Thanks, son," he said before walking outside. If I can run a strip club, I can run the North pole. That's when I got a fantastic Idea!

I started pulling tables together to make a stage. The elves all stare at me in wonder. I went out and found the tallest and straightest candy cane for a stripper pole. I put the candy cane pole in the center of the stage. I found elves-sized chairs to put around the stage. I borrowed some elves' magic to make a bar with alcoholic beverages. I recruited some of the elves to be the strippers. I have them model for me on the stage. Some of them wore nothing to cover their boobs, and some wore sexy thongs. They all look so good to fuck! I had a great idea pop into my head! What if I had the elves created a daisy chain, starting with me. I made a large circle of chairs. I asked many male and female elves if they would like to play a little game with me! I had all the elves take off their clothes. I started the daisy chain by taking off my clothes and putting my cock in a tiny woman's elves' tight vagina while she sucked on another man elves cock and so on. Until I felt an elf cock in my ass. It hurt at first until pleasure took over me.

After the daisy chain, we decided to get this party started. I got all the elves' shots of tequila and cinnamon schnapps. The elves busted out the radio, and we blasted the music. Everyone is dancing, and some elves dance on the candy cane; I start throwing dollar bills. I take some pot from my pocket and all the elves, and I got high as fuck. We all laid past out when Kris Kringle walked in.

"What in the sugar plum happened here," he said.

"Oh nothing, just a little fun,'' I said, remembering the daisy chain.

"Tomorrow morning, you elves better pick up this mess, '' he said.