Page 90 of A Very Naughty Christmas

When two more smacks landed, I let out a sob as more pain blossomed throughout my backside. It was the worst stinging feeling. I would take a regular hand spanking any day, over this one.

My arms began to shake. I wasn’t sure how much longer I’d be able to hold myself up.

He landed the last two swats on my sit spots, making me cry even harder as my arms gave out. I hung across his lap, submitting to anything else he wanted to do to me.

“It’s all done. You did so good, sweetheart.” He gently released his grip on my hair, letting my head slowly fall toward the floor as he massaged my tender backside.

All I could do was hang there and sob. My ass felt like it was on fire and it’d never go away as a wave of disappointment washed over me. It was my fault that I had landed in this position. I should have taken the week off like my husband had wanted me to do. But then I wouldn’t have been able to afford his surprise, I reminded myself.

After a moment, he repositioned me, so I was sitting on his lap. He pulled me close to him, rubbing my back and petting my hair as I continued to sob into his shoulder.

After several moments of this, I finally calmed down enough to apologize for my actions.

“I’m s-sorry, S-Sir.”

He gently took my chin in his fingers and tilted it up until my hazel eyes met with his green ones.

“You’re forgiven, sweetie. Now that we have your punishment behind us, we can move forward with this week.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

With a small smile, he bent down and laid the gentlest of kisses on my lips. “I love you,honey, always. You know that I punish you not because I like to, but because it’s what we both need to make our marriage happy.”

“I know that, Drew. I love you too,” I said, tilting my head up for another kiss.

After a moment, he pulled back and said, “I’d love to take this further, but I have many plans for you.”

That perked me up. “What type of plans?” I asked as I wiped my runny nose with the back of my hand. Not the most romantic thing, but that’s what happened after a good spanking session.

“Well, the first thing on my list is to get you a washcloth to run over your face.” He picked me up, carried me into the bathroom, and deposited me on the counter as he went to go get a washcloth.

Hissing, I tried to lift my butt from the surface. Any pressure to it right now was causing me pain.

“Stay still, moving will only hurt you more,” Drew commanded as he ran the cloth under warm water before handing it to me.

Once my face was cleaned, I handed him the rag back to him. He tossed it into our dirty laundry pile before picking me up and sitting back down on the bed with me in his arms. He was against the headboard with me between his parted thighs.

“The second thing on my list is to make you relax and I think I know the perfect way to do exactly that.” At his declaration, he nudged my thighs apart, enough so two of his fingers could slip into my slick channel. As his digits slid in and out of me, his thumb applied pressure onto my clit.

With all of the attention that my ass had just received, I didn’t require much touching to push me over the edge. I might have earned a punishment spanking, but that didn’t stop me from becoming aroused.

“Please, Sir, may I come?”

“Hmmm,” he muttered, as his fingers continued their delicious play against my swollen nub. “Since you took your punishment so well, you may come.”

My body tensed up until it burst with pleasure. My pelvis moved forward and backward as my pussy greedily fucked his fingers.

When my orgasm subsided, I leaned heavily against him. I was wiped out, as the combination of the spanking and the orgasm had sapped every bit of energy I had. “It’s time for your bath now, little girl.”

I didn’t like the sound of that. I wanted to eat first.

“Bath? What about dinner?”

I was starting to smell the delicious scents from his pork chops. It was one of my favorite meals that he made.

“Don’t worry about those. I started them late so we could take all the time we want now.”

I wanted to tell him that if it were up to me, we wouldn’t need any time. We could go eat now, but I didn’t want to risk it, seeing as my ass was still bright red.

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