I am writing this letter for My boy, as he is unable to hold a pen. Thanks to the locking mitts I put on him at the start of the month. I don’t really know what he wants for Christmas, nor do I care. What he needs though is some more restraints, so that he can take care of Me more easily.
Please dear Santa, bring My boy a Neoprene Sleepsack and a Neoprene Cocksucker Hood. He has been nice all year, I made sure of it. Anyway, as he is in bondage almost 24/7, he doesn’t get many occasion to be naughty. Well, he is a naughty slut, but you know what I mean.
I will leave some cookies and milk on the living room table for you. I will also leave My boy kneeling under the table for you to use. The keys to his restraint are on the table, out of his reach, but you will be able to do what you want. Don’t give him milk from the glass, he can’t digest it. You can give him as much ‘milk’ from your cock as you want, he is accustomed to this kind.
Please, if you fuck him or make him suck you, be sure to plug him back with the gag and the dildo. And when you are finished with him, just lock him back to the table or the fireplace or whatever you want. I want to have a nice and long morning sleep in my bed and don’t want him to wake Me by calling or wandering in the house.
Thanks for all, Santa.
John, Master of slave eric.
Metal would like to thank Nephilim for this story, which originally appeared on Eckie’s site, where you can read many more stories by this author.