Page 16 of Snowbound Princess

"How about you model for me, and we'll see how it goes?"

Kayleigh cocked her head to the side, a little worried about what his scene would entail, but they had shared so many amazing moments together in just a few days. She trusted his expertise.

“I don't know.”

"I'll make another batch of eggnog."

"You can't bribe me!"

"Okay, then I'll spank you until you agree."

"Bastian." She waggled her eyebrows. "Haven’t you already spanked me enough?"

"Apparently not.” He rubbed his hands together gleefully as if warming them up. “The shoot would be nicer if your ass were a pretty shade of pink.”

"Do I get more eggnog if I agree?"

"Yes." Bastian tapped her nose. "What a great title idea! Spankings & Eggnog. Lots of fun in the kitchen and all sorts of props.”

"You're just thinking about tying me up with green rope and hanging ornaments off my nipples! I bet you'd love that.”

“Oh, so you've seen my bag?” He winked. “Seeing your father's train track around the tree gave me an awesome idea. Do you have a red satin bra and panty set or any holiday ones?”

“You're evil.” She sucked in a breath. “Yeah.”

“Go put them on.”

“I didn't agree to this.”

“I can punish your perky ass until you agree to try another photo shoot, or I can give you a good girl spanking in order to enhance the blush on those gorgeous cheeks of yours. I'm okay with either choice. Hurry up.”

“And you'll really make me more eggnog?”

“Yup.”

“Ugh. Fine!” She scurried off to her bedroom to put on her matching lingerie set.

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Kay returned to the living room and was a bit surprised to see Bastian had dismantled the train tracks, they were larger than most of the typical sets and he had rearranged them. Oh, she knew where his dirty mind had gone. She was about to be ‘tied’ to the tracks. She had slipped into her favorite holiday lingerie: a silky deep burgundy set with shiny silver snowflakes sprinkled across the top and bottoms. He smiled as she came into the room.

“How is this kinky, Bastian?”

“It's about to be.” He sat her down on the floor and held up several long pieces of bright green rope. “This is jute. I'm going to wrap it around your body like a corset but I'm also going to tie your arms down to your sides. Do you have any objections?”

“Nope. I was suspended once, so I should be fine.”

She eyed the rope as he knotted it around her waist, in between her legs, under her breasts, until her entire torso was snug. He checked certain spots, tugging on it, and loosening a few places. His brows were furrowed in concentration and a small smirk played on his lips. He was enjoying this. Sparkling lights showed in her line of vision and she poked him with her foot, one of the only limbs she could move.

“Relax, gorgeous. If I need to, I can cut through these. I've got wire cutters and medical shears for the rope. If anything goes numb tell me.” He arranged her on the tracks and moved the train so it would be in the picture as well. “This is so much more fun than I thought it would be.” Bastian chuckled.

“I didn't know you were into photography.”

“I'm into you, Kay. The thought of unwrapping you like a present gets me so hard.”

“I can honestly tell you that I'm way more aroused than I expected to be. I literally can't move.”

“That just makes it more fun for me.”

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