Rudolph was once, a long time ago, a normal person. She was a slim and attractive woman that had more than her fair share of suitors and got more than her fair share of action in her time. Now she wasn’t a normal person, she basically wasn’t even a person any more.

Rudoloph breathed a rushed huff over her bridle as she was driven once again through the snow by a kick to her sides. She was wearing her usual single rider gear, which didn’t leave her much cover from the snow. All she was wearing was bondage. Her head was covered with a harness that kept a bridle gag forced tight into her mouth while also surrounding her peripheral vision with blinders keeping her focused on exactly what her rider wanted her too and nothing else.

Her breasts lay bare and exposed, the only covering they had came in the form of harsh nipple clamps with jingle bells attached that made a gentle Christmasy noise as she bounded through the snow.

The only other piece of clothing she was wearing, if you could call it clothing, was her saddle. It was a seat that was strapped to her back and looked something like a backpack. The brutal harness gripped her tightly around her chest and the contraption was further attached to her with two phallic poles that were inserted into both of her holes. Her arms were bound behind her back, attached to the bottom of this saddle.

In the saddle her rider rushed her along with little emotion. The small elf would have once reminded Rudolph of a gnome from fairy tales, but these days Rudolph’s mind was clouded by other thoughts. Those thoughts filled her again as her rider pressed a pedal in his saddle, and as a result the phallic object inserted in her rear shot up further into her rear. Rudolph gasped behind her bit in response and kept running on.

She didn’t run faster because of the pain the rapid insertion caused. There were two ways to encourage a reindeer to keep running. Rudolph’s sides were red and bruised from the kicks and spurs of her riders, as was her ass as she was ushered along while she wasn’t being ridden directly. This was motivation by pain. The motivation from the phallus was one of pleasure. Rudolph was so eager for the sensation that she ran along hoping her rider would press that pedal again as a reward for her good behavior. She knew she wouldn’t get that reward.

Reindeer never got that reward. That was the whole point. When the saddle would be removed from Rudolph it would be replaced with her infernal chastity belt. A device that was her constant companion. It was brutally effective in design. Even if Rudolph weren’t constantly bound in some way, there was no way she would get any relief from the constant edging while the thing was on. Her only stimulation came from when she was ridden. Every type of saddle involved some kind of object shoved in either her pussy or her ass and she was so desperate for release that she craved the rough, emotionless, and mechanical fucking even if it would never get her off.

“Woah woah!” Rudolph’s rider pulled back on her reins and Rudolph came to a stop. She didn’t realize how fast she was going until she stopped. “Down!” the rider commanded. Rudolph obeyed quickly kneeling into the snow. The longer Rudolph was at the north pole the less she was bothered by the cold, she didn’t even feel it anymore.

When her rider got out of his saddle Rudolph stood back up. The rider ran his finger along her exposed pussy and Rudolph strained to keep her pristine, practiced, posture as he did. She was dripping wet, she always was, but she was more than normal after the run. She was so denied that even being spanked and spurred made her grow more aroused. The rider examined Rudolph’s juices over his fingers.

“All right that should be enough to keep you horny until the big flight. Can’t have you getting off before that though,” He smacked Rudolph’s bottom and she knelt back down for him to get back into his saddle. “Back to the stables bitch,” the rider yanked on her reigns pointing her face in the right direction and spurring her on. Rudolph was not given the pleasure of being forcefully fucked on her ride back.

The stable was left out in the cold snow. Its drab cold darkness was filled with pained, but distinctly sexual, moans from its inhabitants. It was a distinct contrast to the warm, musical, toy shop that was next to it.

Rudolph’s excessively trained good behavior was the only thing that kept her from grunting in frustration as her saddle was removed and her chastity belt fitted back on. Her hands were cuffed behind her back and the bit was replaced with a muzzle full of dry dog food that she dutifully ate as she was led back to her stall by reins still attached to her head harness which never came off.

On their way they walked past all the other reindeer. They were all similarly dressed to Rudolph. All the doe in similar chastity belts and all the stags in flat chastity cages. They were all chained to the walls of their stall and they all pulled against their chains, eager for any form of attention, but Rupolh’s rider ignored them all as he walked past them to get to Rudolph’s stall.

Rudolph was obediently still as her rider chained her up just like all the other reindeer, putting her into her a collar and wrist cuffs with frustratingly short chains that kept her from even sitting down in her stall. Once she was chained up, she too struggled against her bonds.

Each stall in the stable had phallic objects that were just out of reach of the reindeer’s mouth while they were chained to the wall. The reindeer were all so starved for sexual stimulation that they strained against their bonds to suck on the phallic objects. Even with the food filled muzzle still on her face, Rudolph couldn’t help but try and wrap her mouth around the phallus in her stall. Eager for even the small stimulation that came from sucking a dick that was so tantalizingly out of reach from her.

“Ho ho ho!” the distinct sound of the jolly old man himself echoed through the stable even over the sound of the blizzard of the north pole. The reindeer all stood at attention, struggling against their urge fight against their chains to get their phalluses, as their master entered the stable. “How are we looking stable master? Are my reindeer ready to fly tomorrow?”

“I just got done taking Rudolph for a lap,” the stable master explained with a sigh. “I think Dancer and Prancer may need some maintenance spanks the day of, but otherwise we’re all good. Rudolph is our newest and she’s been here for a hundred years at least. A hundred years of being denied, you honestly gotta work for them to not get off.”

“Ho ho! An excellent report.”

“It wasn’t a report, it was a warning,” the stable master pointed upward at the full-sized person trying to be serious, but not really being effective thanks to the profound height differences. “You’re too generous. You gotta stay stern with the reindeer. If you end up getting one of my reindeer off after hundreds of years keeping them pent up …”

“Well, I can never hope to be as mean as you. Ho ho ho!” Santa laughed at his own joke.

“You laugh, but do you know how hard it is to get new reindeer? It’s hard to find people with enough Christmas spirit to volunteer to be pent up pack animals for eternity. We finally got a full time don’t mess it up.”

“Have faith my old friend,” Santa looked around at all the chained-up reindeer. They were all obviously sexually denied out of their mind, but behind their lust crazed eyes was something else. All the reindeer agreed to this. Santa’s sleigh could not fly by the power of actual reindeer. Santa’s sleigh flew from the magic of a group of people kept sexually denied, objectified, and frustrated for hundreds of years. Their treatment as mere animals only added to that pent up frustration. They all knew that the only way Christmas could keep happening, the only way Christmas cheer could be spread worldwide, is if they sacrificed their humanity. So, they all did, and they would continue as long as they could. Despite how they all craved sexual release they would sacrifice that satisfaction if it meant Christmas could keep happening. The stable master could not see over the walls of the stall so he couldn’t see that determination. Thus, he was still filled with concern.

“Just be careful, Christmas cheer isn’t as common these days so I don't wanna go lookin for a replacement.”

“I’ll be careful,” Santa said with a hint of seriousness. He patted the elf gently on the head and the elf couldn’t help but blush. “Now make sure everyone’s fed for the trip. Give them the frosted kibble as a treat. Ho ho ho!” Santa again laughed at his own joke and the stable master sighed.

After strapping feed muzzles to all the reindeer, the stable master returned to the toy workshop to make final preparations for the big flight tomorrow. There was a silence in the stables. Only a few of the reindeer struggled and whined attempting to fill their mouths with the sexual toys in their stall. The rest were anxious. Despite how long they had been there, the anticipation of their big flight always got to them.

All the reindeer had stopped speech years ago. So dehumanized that they just grunted and whined like the animals they now were. Even without saying anything though, there was a silent message spread among them. This was it. This flight is what all their suffering was for. They were eager to prove their worth.

The reindeer didn’t sleep that night, they didn’t sleep at all any more. The same Christmas magic powered by their sexual denial was the same Christmas magic that kept them youthful and healthy despite the cold, abuse, and lack of sleep. As long as they were horny and pent up the reindeer could go forever. Soon the morning sun, or the closest thing to it the north pole had, rose. It was time for the flight.

The reindeer were all led out of the stable by a team of elves toward the flight deck. More elves were making last minute preparations: sweeping snow off the runway and loading the last of the gifts into the magic sack on the back of the massive sleigh. Rudolph gulped at the sight. Every time she wondered if she could physically pull the thing, even with the help of the rest of the reindeer. Every year they did though.

“Eyes forward bitch!” a scrawny voice screeched at Rudolph before smacking her hard across the ass with a paddle. Rudolph moaned, the pain arousing her, but she obeyed the command, turning her face wrapped by blinder toward her destination of the front of the sleigh.

The elves busily got all the reindeer harnessed up and attached to the sleigh. The mechanism attaching them all was complicated and very uncomfortable for the reindeer by design. Their arms were forced up in a reverse prayer position and their reins were all tied behind them, harshly forcing their heads upright. Every reindeer’s nipples were harshly clamped by heavy metal clamps with even heavier jingle bells attached to them. Their bodies were wrapped uncomfortably tight in leather harnesses. The leather intentionally cut into them and the harness served as their main attachment to the sleigh and was the leverage they would be pulling the sleigh with. The harnesses too were decorated with jingle bells; the jolly sound was a stark contrast to the painful position the reindeer would be forced to run full sprint in for the day.

Of course, the reindeers’ bonds wouldn’t be complete without insertion. While they all still had their chastity devices on, their chastity devices did leave room for rectal insertions. Each Reindeer’s ass was stuffed with a cold, ribbed, metal, rod, and all the rods were attached to each other via a series of connected metal poles. As each Reindeer squirmed in their bonds it would jostle the rod in their neighboring reindeer, who would in turn wriggle and start a constant feedback loop of uncomfortable desire.

Rudolph was the only reindeer afforded some comfort. As the lead reindeer her reins were not lashed behind her, but were instead in the hands of Santa. She was the lead so Santa had to be able to point her in the right direction so the other reindeer would follow. That was her only relief though. She grunted as she was forced into the tight harness and roughly had her own metal rod inserted up her ass.

With that the reindeer team was ready and eager to go. The only sound left on the runway were their pained horny moans and the rhythmic smacking sound as elves went around to each of the reindeer to deliver firm spankings to get them as stimulated as possible for the flight.

Then there was total silence as Santa approached the sleigh. The elves all stood at attention, the reindeer did as well, or as best they could given how stimulated and starved they were. Santa solemnly approached Rudolph who looked at him with determined fiery eyes.

“Are you ready to lead us again dear?” Rudolph snorted in response. With a smile Santa patted Rudolph gently on the head and picked up her reins.

“Clear for launch!” one elf shouted.

“Clear for launch!” another repeated. The statement was shouted by every elf present as they got into position. Santa slowly made his way to the sleigh and took his time getting comfortable in his seat. He looked over all his reindeer. They were squirming constantly but each had a silent determination. He gave a few test tugs at Rudolph’s reins and she shifted her body in response to each tug. He flicked the reins and Rudolph slowly walked forward. The reindeer’s harnesses, and more importantly the metal rods shoved up their ass, meant the rest of the team moved with Rudolph.

They were still pulling the sleigh by their own muscle for now, and they were clearly struggling with the weight, but they did make it to the starting position at the end of a long runway. Several elves stood by waiting for the eventful take off.

Santa gave everything a final look over and then reached in his pocket. He took out a bit of pixie dust into his glove and threw it around the sleigh while saying a few magic words. As he did the reindeer all glowed brightly and the sleigh visibly started hovering slightly off the ground.

“Here we go,” he said to himself. He grabbed a long bull whip kept in the sleigh. “HO! HO! HO!” with a crack, he lashed the whip across Rudolph’s back. She winced and yelped at the pain and took off running. The other reindeer followed and Santa continually whipped the reindeer as they started to quickly run down the runway effortlessly dragging the sleigh behind them. When they were just about at the end of the runway Santa pulled his reins back hard. Rudolph’s head jerked upward and suddenly she was running on air with her other reindeer running behind her. The whole team took flight.

“Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!” Santa cheered happily. His reindeer all yelped in pain and pleasure as Santa dutifully whipped any of them that started to falter in their pace. He made a final lap around the workshop while gaining altitude. The reindeer’s horny juices fell from the sky like rain as Santa rode them on toward the world to spread Christmas cheer.

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