Someone approaches your cell during the night

{if Encountered Sugarplum == false}You hear someone approaching your cell. You expect to see another elf guard, but when you look up you see a chubby blond elf wearing a gold collar and a red leather apron. He startles when he notices you looking at him. "Are-are you all right?" he asks quietly. "I- I heard the others saying that they're planning to keep you tied up like this from now on, and... I just wanted to... Um. Let's start again. What's your name?"

{if Bondage level >= 6}Despite your gag, you manage to tell the elf your name is Louis. {else}"I'm Louis," you reply. {endif}

"Nice to meet you, Louis," the elf says. "My name's Sugarplum, Sugarplum Mary." He gestures at his collar and apron. "If only I'd gone along with Shinny and the others... Oh well. At least I can still help you out a little." He reaches inside his apron pocket and pulls out a candy cane, then reaches through the bars and places it inside your cell. "Look... I know you guys have... needs, and if you can't satisfy them, you'll start to go a little... well, a little crazy. Makes it easier for the other elves to control you, you see... And with your hands chained behind your back, you can't do much about..." he nods at your crotch, where {if Arousal > 30}{if Locked in chastity = 1}a shiny strand of precum is dripping slowly from the end of your caged dick{else}your hard cock stands proud, a single bead of precum glistening at the tip. {endif}{else}your soft dick lies exposed. {endif}

You look at the candy cane, and to your surprise you see that it looks... a lot like a dildo. Made of hard sugar. It's about as thick as, well, your cock, and the straight end of it has been rounded off to remove any sharp edges. The curved end has been modified too, with small finger-width indentations that make it easier to keep a steady hold of it.

You are about to protest that you're not going to keep it, when a door clangs at the end of the corridor and makes Sugarplum jump. "Sorry, Louis, but I'd better get going before we both get punished. Stop by my kitchen during the day, though, if you can, and I'll see if I can sneak you some baked goods that'll help you stop the other elves."

{else}You hear someone approaching your cell. You expect to see another elf guard, but when you look up you see Sugarplum, still wearing his gold collar and red leather apron. He looks over his shoulder before stepping right up to the bars. "Are-are you all right?" he asks quietly. "I- I heard the others saying that they're planning to keep you tied up like this from now on, and... I just wanted to... help you out a little." He reaches inside his apron pocket and pulls out a candy cane, then reaches through the bars and places it inside your cell. "Look... I know you guys have... needs, and if you can't satisfy them, you'll start to go a little... well, a little crazy. Makes it easier for the other elves to control you, you see... And with your hands chained behind your back, you can't do much about..." he nods at your crotch, where {if Arousal > 30}{if Locked in chastity = 1}a shiny strand of precum is dripping slowly from the end of your caged dick{else}your hard cock stands proud, a single bead of precum glistening at the tip. {endif}{else}your soft dick lies exposed. {endif}

You look at the candy cane, and to your surprise you see that it looks... a lot like a dildo. Made of hard sugar. It's about as thick as, well, your cock, and the straight end of it has been rounded off to remove any sharp edges. The curved end has been modified too, with small finger-width indentations that make it easier to keep a steady hold of it.

You are about to protest that you're not going to keep it, when a door clangs at the end of the corridor and makes Sugarplum jump. "Sorry, Louis, but I'd better get going before we both get punished. Guess I'll see you around my kitchen later, maybe... " {endif}

You've obtained the candy cane dildo! You can use this to masturbate in your cell at night, as long as you're not restrained in a way that makes this impossible.