Page 171 of A Very Naughty Christmas

Delicious.

With trepidation, she watched as he took a sip of his own. His eyes flashed to hers, narrowing with realization. He cleared his throat and she squirmed in her seat.

“Raina…”

Her already warmed bottom tingled with anticipation.

“Did you spike the eggnog without my permission?”

His steady gaze caused her stomach to tie up in knots. She glanced down at his massive palms as he flexed his hands. She couldn’t even form the words to answer before he began to speak once again.

“Seems my naughty girl wants to earn a punishment, doesn’t she?”

His eyes darkened with mystery and she couldn’t help but feel incredibly aroused. Wetness pooled between her thighs and her clit pulsed in tune with her heart. She knew Eliot had darker desires and she’d only experienced a portion of them. She was both excited and nervous at the prospect of punishment, but a certain aspect of it was enthralling. Pressing her thighs together, she trembled and waited for what he would do next.

“We’re going to finish our dinner and then, I’m going to take you upstairs. You’re going to get punished like never before, little one.”

She couldn’t help but moan, completely turned on at the possibilities of experiencing what it really meant to be his submissive.

They ate their dinner with an easy silence. She polished off her eggnog and felt a softtingle underneath her skin. The rum eased her nerves a little, yet she couldn’t hold back her excitement. She wanted him to take her upstairs and have his way with her. Unable to stop herself, she whined a little.

“Patience, Raina. We’ll begin soon. Keep it up and I’ll put you in the corner.”

When they finished eating, he cleared the table and she helped him package up the leftover food as well as clean the dishes. The chores finished, she glanced at him expectantly. She felt his presence behind her and she breathed in his manly scent. His hands gripped the top of her shoulders before sliding down her arms to the pockets at her hips.

He reached in and took out the flask from her pocket. He twisted the cap off and pressed it to her lips.

“Drink.”

She obeyed and took a big swallow of the alcohol. It burned a little going down her throat, but it felt good to follow his command. It felt right. He was silent as he put the flask back on the counter.

“For the rest of the weekend, you’re going to obey my every word. I’m going to make you beg, scream, and tremble under my lash. I have no doubt that you’re going to enjoy every moment of it. Come, it’s time I introduced you to what it means to be truly punished, little girl.”

She shivered as he took her hand and led her out of the kitchen. They walked up a flight of stairs, passing a few closed doorways that left her guessing what was behind them. At the end of the hall, he twisted the doorknob. As he allowed the door to swing open slowly, she saw a massive four-poster bed. He led her inside and guided her trembling body to a soft carpet in the center of the room.

The room was decorated with shades of gray and black, giving it a decidedly masculine feel. She noticed certain things about the room, such as small metal rings on the posts of the bed, as well as a mirror on the ceiling above the bed. On top of the bulky quilt lay a pile of red and green rope. Her mouth went dry.

His fingers traced along her throat and gently gripped the satin of her robe at her shoulders. She shivered as he pulled the fabric from her skin and once again, she was naked. Her thighs quivered with anticipation.

“Get down on your knees, palms on your thighs.”

Quickly, she obeyed. The carpet was plush underneath her and she sighed softly with relief. Sitting on her heels, she was exceedingly aware of the large plug still deep in her ass. She didn’t dare look, but heard him opening a drawer behind her.

“Lift your hair up so that your neck is free, pretty one.”

Once her throat was clear, he walked around her and presented her with a thick red ribbon braided with a holiday-themed green satin.

“With this play collar, you will become my submissive and I, your dominant for this weekend. Do you accept, Raina?”

“Yes, sir, please,” she nodded, her core throbbing with intense need.

He knelt in front of her and threaded the satin around her throat. She met his eyes and saw him smile with pride.

“Good girl. Now, climb up on the bed. That naughty backside of yours needs to be spanked red to match that Christmas collar. Then, maybe if you behave, I’ll reward you with a good hard fucking. Would you like that?”

He offered her a hand and brought her over to the bed. He piled a few pillows in the center. Without being told, she climbed atop the bed and adjusted her hips over them. Her bottom felt impossibly high and incredibly vulnerable. All of her muscles tightened with expectation.

He draped a blindfold over her eyes and she could see no more. His rough hands grasped her ankles, twisting soft rope around her skin to bind her. Next, he bound her wrists to the bedposts and she sighed as he fully restrained her. Her legs spread and her arms taut over her head, there would be no escape. She was completely under his control and she loved it.

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