Oh Hellish Night

"Ho, ho, ho, girls." He taunted as he approached us. His sinister smile made bile rise in my throat. Tears no longer fell, those had proven to be useless years ago. As expected, he approached me first. He leaned down, his fat stomach protruding from his shirt as he knelt. I turned my head to the side as he ran his thick index finger down my cheek, making sure to dig his nail into the flesh ever so slightly. I didn't bother trying to pull on the chains that bound my hands above me. He chuckled, the faint scent of bourbon apparent on his breath. You see, this is the real Santa. The vile beast before me is not the jolly man in childrens stories. No, he is far more malevolent. And I am not a happy elf making toys in a factory. No, here I'm just a slave." What if everything you thought you knew about Santa was wrong? Lyahna is one the many elves being held captive by Santa and used to meet his perverse desires. This year, Lyahna has had enough. No matter what it costs.... Santa must die. Author's Note: This is a VERY dark Christmas short with graphic scenes of rape, torture, and murder. Not for the average caroler. Use extreme caution. Pick up your FREE copy here: http://www.instafreebie.com/free/rcL9A