Twas the night before Christmas and all through IT

No programmers were stirring, where could they be?

They were tying new cables around the secretaries with glee

With ball gags and butt plugs they were unable to plea

As the girls struggled hard to keep on their clothes

The guys rubbed their nipples and called them all hoes

So as midnight approached on the 24th eve

The guys stroked their cocks, no one would leave

With the girls tied to chairs and their knees open wide

Each tech left a gift after a very deep slide

As they finished their network and drove out of sight

All the techs shouted out, "Damn, those girls were all tight!"

The end