Suck Me Off Santa Clause!

In the enchanting workshop nestled in the North Pole, Mrs. Claus, adorned in sleek latex with a Santa hat perched atop her head, held a stern expression as she gazed at Santa Claus. The cozy room was adorned with a festive Christmas tree, casting a warm glow across the scene.
“Santa,” Mrs. Claus spoke, her tone carrying a mix of authority and determination. “Don’t be swayed by my festive attire and the holiday cheer. This is not a time for merriment; it’s a moment of retribution.”