Page 161 of A Very Naughty Christmas

“You don’t think I’m weird? You don’t want me to leave because I acted like such a slut?”

“No, I don’t want you to leave, naughty one. I want to fuck you senseless, until you’re begging and screaming for mercy.”

Her pussy clenched at his words and her tears began to dry. He wasn’t going to run for the hills. He wasn’t scared off by her dark and kinky desires. Her bottom, still hot and sore, reminded her of the fact that she had just gotten spanked and had loved every second of it. She didn’t want it to stop, she wanted more, craved to know what else this man wanted to do to her. With a shy grin, she nodded, deciding that she was all in.

“Yes, sir. Please. Do with me what you want.”

“So beautiful,” he whispered and she shivered with happiness. Her tears dried and forgotten, she giggled with excitement.

His smile grew incredibly large, before his lips crashed back down onto hers.

Desperately, she held onto him as he undid the buttons down the front of her dress, revealing her bra. Gasping with desire, she watched as he popped open the front clasp, releasing her hard nipples into the chilly air. He palmed her breasts as his thumb brushedover each bud and she arched her back in response.

A brilliant shock of electricity bolted down her spine, straight to her core and she groaned with pleasure. She rocked her pussy against his thigh, her fingers tightening in his hair. His lips left hers, trailing down her neck and causing goosebumps to rise all over her body. He took a nipple into his mouth and she moaned. She was so turned on.

She loved the fact that he was in total control and that she was submitting to him. She imagined how she had looked, placed over his knees as his hard hand spanked her bottom. The image was so hot, causing the passion within her to flood through her with wild abandon. He pressed her back onto the sofa, his body holding her down in the best way possible. She moved to take off his shirt, but he grasped her wrists and held them over her head. Grinning darkly, he stared down at her.

“Naughty girl. I decide when you can have more of me.”

“Please,” she begged.

His kisses brushed in between her breasts, across the curves of her ribs and down the expanse of her stomach. Her hips rolled toward him in anticipation of his lips traveling further south, to the place in between her legs that called for his attention.

He paused, glancing up at her with a smirk. “Patience, my insatiable one. You will have your pleasure in due time.”

Instead of responding, she just groaned and watched his mouth descend between her legs. His tongue flicked forward, curving against her needy bud and she cried out as intense pangs of desire shot through her. Locked onto her pussy, he mercilessly worked her clit with his tongue as he gripped her hips.

Keening with her need, she ground her pussy into him. She just needed a little longer before the coil inside her wound up too tight and broke within her. Her release wasn’t far away.

“I need to come, sir, please,” she cried with desperation, feeling as though it was necessary to ask him for approval.

“You will not orgasm without my permission; if you do, you’ll get the belt when we’re finished.”

Her back arched at his words and she couldn’t help it as her release crashed over her. Shuddering with her desire, her world burned white hot and her heart thumped heavy in her chest. Her muscles tightened and her pussy clenched, still hopelessly empty as her arousal soaked down her thighs. Her hips rolled wildly and when her body calmed, Eliot placed a kiss directly on top of her clit.

“Naughty girl, coming without permission. Get up and bend over the desk.”

His body weight left hers and she shivered with residual ecstasy. Watching him unbuckle his belt, she groaned as he pulled the leather from the loops of his slacks. He foldedit over and she shivered as her sordid fantasy became a living reality. He snapped the leather together and she jumped, imagining it thrashing her soon to be sorry bottom cheeks.

“Now, Raina. If you don’t move it, I’ll make sure to whip that little ass of yours so hard that you’ll have to stand for a week straight.”

He was still fully dressed and she, completely naked. This dichotomy made her feel especially submissive as she pushed herself up off the couch. Her bare feet pressed into the soft carpet beneath her as she went to him, despite the leather implement hanging by his side. She licked her lips with both expectation and nervousness.

The sheer domestic nature of the belt had her knees quivering and her pussy wet. Some of her favorite online videos included a strong man and a naughty woman, her bottom bared and whipped with his belt. It seemed so dominant and so hot. Her own backside twitched in anticipation, the chilly air caressing her overly sensitized skin.

He took her hand and guided her to bend over the desk. He stood to the side of her and placed a hand on her lower back, which held her firmly in place.

“You may howl and cry, but you’re getting twenty with the belt for disobeying me and coming without my consent.”

She wagged her tail slightly with her eagerness and was rewarded with the first fiery lash of the leather. Crying out at its intensity, she didn’t have much chance to breathe as the belt bit into her nether cheeks, one after another until the pain took her into a bit of a haze. Sure, it hurt a whole lot, but there was something beautiful and entirely pleasurable about submitting to him in this way.

She could feel her body relenting, her toes finding purchase on the floor. She pointed her feet, lifting her bottom higher for his belt and allowing him to catch the underside of her cheeks. Her backside on fire, she moaned with her desire as tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. She was being well and truly punished, yet she was loving every second.

He whipped the tops of her thighs and paused.

“Arch that pretty back of yours, my naughty Raina. I’m going to punish those sit spots good and hard so you remember me every time you sit down tomorrow.”

“Oh, God, sir, please spank me harder,” she begged as she followed his command. Not long after, she was rewarded with four hard beltings, two to each side of her ass that left her reeling from the fiery lash.

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