“Kitten…” That’s what Captain Santana liked to call Tessa… because Tessa didn’t want to do anything else but purr like a kitten for him. Have you ever just looked at someone and wanted them? It didn’t matter where or when, you wanted them. That’s what it was like for Tessa every time Captain Santana aka Santa walked into a room changing the atmosphere around her. He used to bark out orders of what he wanted done and how he wanted it done, but suddenly everything’s changed. Santa didn’t bark those orders out in that way anymore. Now, he barked out orders of how he wanted Tessa this way and that way… Why? Because she had become his obsession. She was Santa’s Toy. ‼️DISCLAIMER: This is an 8k erotica short story...‼️