Not a hairless, lisping, gay sex slave!
"Mwahohoho, naughty Jakey, That right not a hairless, lisping gay sex slave it is!" Jake felt a leather bodysuit slowly spread across his legs, and up his thighs, around his cock and up his bear (pun intended) chest. Santa placed a hood over Jake's head, strapped on his pecker gag, and checked to see that all the other items (cock ring, ball spreader etc.) were inplace.
"Now Jakey repeat after me, He sell seashell by the seashore." Santa ordered.
"He sell seashell by the seashore," Jake repeated.
"See, no lisp! Santa stated, "and as you can tell, you are as furry today as yesterday. Mwahohoho."
Santa then put Jake to, sleep in Jeremy's bed, and continued on his way.