## Bad Santa and his naughty elves

Post by jennybond » Sat Dec 08, 2012 3:57 pm

CHAPTER 1
Mrs Story owner of Story’s department store entered the female staff changing room accompanied by her sixteen year old niece Becky. Two girls were in the changing room already both dressed in green and red elf costumes.
“Ladies this is my niece Becky she has asked if she could help out in Santa’s grotto on Christmas eve this year, so I have said she could I’m sure you’ll be glad of the help judging by the queues already forming outside the grotto it’s going to be a very busy day for you all. We have a spare elf costume don’t we?”
The two elves who Becky guessed were a couple of years older than her both looked at each other for a moment, before a pretty little dark haired girl replied.
“Yes it’s in number six locker of there.” Pointing to a grey locker with number six painted on the door.
“I’ll get it Mrs Story.” The other taller blonde haired girl said.
“Thank you Donna, I’ll leave you with Donna and Amy now Becky they’ll show you what to do. Have a fun day dear.”
“Thanks Aunty Jane I’ll see you later.” Becky replied as her Aunt left the room
Donna and Amy helped Becky on with her costume which consisted of red and green striped stockings which stopped just above her knees, a short green figure hugging dress with a red collar and cuffs, a green pointed hat with a large red bobble on top, and finally a little pair of black ankle boots which were a size too big but everything else fitted perfectly.
“You’d look better if you tied your hair up in a ponytail it will fit under your hat better.” Donna said handing Becky an elastic band.
Becky brushed her shoulder length black hair into ponytail like Donna suggested and hid it under her hat.
“Very sexy.” Amy said with a smile. “Come on Santa and the brats will be waiting.”
Becky felt herself blush as the three sexy elves walked through the busy store to the grotto watched the shoppers many greeted them with a wolf whistle which Becky found most embarrassing but Donna and Amy loved the attention they were getting smiling, joking and waving at the shoppers as they walked. When they reached Santa’s grotto they saw that Becky’s aunt was right a large queue of excited children and their parents had formed already. Santa was waiting for them inside the grotto.
“Where have you girls been you’re late we should have opened ten minutes ago? And who have we here” The large bearded red suited man raged as the three elves entered the grotto.
“This is Becky Mrs Story’s niece she’ll be helping us for our busiest day.” Donna told the grumpy Santa,
“Hello.” Becky said with a smile holding out her hand.
But Santa ignored here
“Alright let’s open up, Amy you go out front and take the money off the brats, Becky you can help me give them their crappy presents, you have two sacks one marked boy and one mark girl I’m sure you can work it what to do. Donna you take the photo’s and look after the parents.”
“My god he’s the grumpiest Santa I’ve ever seen.” Becky whispered to Donna.
“He’s great with the brats though they love him you’ll see.” Donna replied.
First in was middle aged lady with two little boys both excited boys ran up and sat on Santa’s lap who was like different man has he chatted and joked with the boys. The boy’s mother was so engrossed in watching Santa with her happy children she never noticed Donna reach inside her bag and steal her purse and put it in a bag behind Santa’s large chair, but Becky did. Donna guessed by the shocked look on Becky’s face that she had seen her and gave her hard threatening stare. The mother and her two happy little boys left with their presents after having their photograph’s taken with Santa. Next in was little girl with her mum again the girl rushed to sit on Santa’s knee, Becky again watched in disbelief as Donna once more helped herself to the girl’s mum purse as she watched her daughter chat with Santa. Becky couldn't believe what she was seeing as this went on throughout the morning Donna must have helped herself to well over twenty purses and wallets.
After a few hours Amy came into the grotto.
“That’s the last one for this morning I’ve put the sign up saying Santa has gone to feed his reindeers he’ll be back in an hour.” She said.
“How did it go?” Amy whispered to Donna.
“I had a great morning I bet I’ve got over twenty many feel quiet bulky and heavy too, but we have a problem Mrs Story’s little bitch clocked me I’m sure.”
“You’ll have to a word with her put the frighteners on her we’re both on probation we’ll be spending Christmas behind bars if she squeals.” Amy told her friend.
Donna and Amy followed Becky into the female staff toilets Amy stood by the main door and told the other women that Mrs Story had asked her to stop everyone from going in until a repairman arrived to fix a burst pipe. Becky was about to go into one of the stalls when Donna grabbed hold of her and pushed her into the tiny stall and locked the door.
“What are you doing? Get off memmmmppphhh.”
Becky’s protests were cut short as Donna clasped her hand tightly over the shocked terrified girl’s mouth.
“I’m not going to hurt you Becky I just want a little chat with you, now if you promise not to scream or cry out I’ll take my hand away from your mouth.”
Becky nodded.
“What do you want? What’s this all about?” Becky sobbed.
“I think you already know what this is about, you saw me take those purses didn’t you?”
Becky tearfully nodded
“They tell me Christmas Day in hospital is great fun, would you like to find out?”
“No” Becky said in a nervous quiet voice.
“Then you’d better not tell anyone what you saw, both me and Amy are on probation and don’t want to spend Christmas behind bars, we’ve had a good little scheme going here this last few weeks and we’re not about to let a snotty little bitch like you ruin it for us. Is that clear?” Donna said grabbing hold of Becky’s face and digging her sharp finger nails into the sobbing girls cheeks.
“ARGH!! Get off me I promise I won’t tell.”
“Good girl now let’s go and get some Christmas dinner inthe restaurant before it all goes.”
“I promised my Aunt I’d have lunch with her.” Becky sobbed.
“Oh no we’re not letting you out of our sight until we close this evening, you’ll have to phone your Aunt and tell her you’d rather have dinner in the staff restaurant with your new friends and make it sound convincing or else.” Donna said passing Becky her mobile phone she’d taken from her pocket.
Watched over by Donna, Becky made the call to her aunt who pleased she was getting on with the other elves and didn’t mind her missing their lunch date.
After Lunch they returned to the grotto where another queue of kids waiting to see Santa had formed, this time Amy and Donna swapped places, it wasn’t long before Becky noticed Amy dipping her fingers into an unsuspecting mothers bag and taking out her purse and putting it with the others. The Christmas carols that were constantly being played through the sound system were interrupted by a message warning shoppers to be careful with their valuables as pickpockets were operating in the store. Becky stared at Amy hearing this who smiled back at her in a smug away. Like Donna, Amy must have stolen over twenty purses during the afternoon session. Once they had finished for the day and the store was closed Becky couldn’t keep what she had seen the elves doing to herself any longer she had to tell someone it was doing her head in, but there was no way they’d let her go to her aunt so the only other person she thought she could trust was Santa, eventually she found herself alone with Santa in the grotto while Amy and Donna tidied up outside, and she spilled her heart out telling him everything she’d seen and about threats made to her at lunch time.
“Really? Then maybe I’d better get those two back in here and have a chat with them.” Santa told her.
Becky felt relieved hearing this.
Santa called Donna and Amy back into the grotto.
“You girls have been very careless our little friend as seen and told me everything. You’ve put us in an awkward situation you dumb bitches if she tells her aunt we’ll all be eating our Christmas turkey in prison.”
Becky soon realized she’d made a big mistake telling Santa who was obviously in on the act, she panicked and made a run for the door of the grotto but Donna was too fast for her and blocked her exit, allowing Amy to grab hold of her and clasp her hand tightly over the girl’s mouth stifling her screams.
“What are we going to do with her?” Donna asked Santa.
“Tie her up with these, gag her too.” Santa replied throwing Donna a roll of red ribbon and a roll of Christmas tape that had been used when wrapping up the children’s gifts.
Amy kept a tight hold of the terrified sobbing girl as Donna pulled her arms behind her back and began wrapping the strong cotton ribbon a number of times around Becky’s wrists before tightly knotting it. Donna then ripped the large red fluffy bobble of Becky’s elf’s hat and held it up to her mouth.
“Open up.” She said in a no nonsense tone.
"Please don't gag me. I promise not to scream." Becky sobbed,
Becky's pleas fell on deaf ears as Donna tried to force the fluffy bobble in her mouth as she spoke.
"Open up you little bitch don't make me hurt you." Donna snapped
Becky thought about refusing but realized it was hopeless and allowed Donna to stuff the foul tasting bobble in her mouth, Donna then began wrapping the Christmas tape around Becky’s head a number of times making sure it covered her mouth on every pass. The elves then pushed Becky down onto the floor and bound her ankles and knees tightly together with the red ribbon.
“What now?” Amy asked
“You girls go and get changed I’ll keep an eye on her while you’re gone if you see her aunt tell her she went home early feeling unwell.” Santa replied.
Once the two elves had left Becky began to feel uneasy left alone tied up like this with Santa but he reassured her.
“Relax baby no one is going to hurt you if you’re a good girl, we just need to keep you out of the way for a while until we are far enough away not to be caught. We’re going to take you to a motel room and leave you there for tonight then in the morning we’ll call your aunt and tell her where to find you and you will be back home safe and sound in time to open your presents and enjoy your turkey dinner with your family.”
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