Paddled by Krampus

by Harley Laroux

Apprentices like Alvina weren’t allowed to drink; it was against some wizarding rule - or perhaps Jareth had only told her that in an effort to make her behave.

But the real magic lies in the effect: three sips, and the drinker is overcome with arousal. Six sips, and the drinker will orgasm spontaneously.”

Alvina was used to hearing strange and unusual things, but as she brought the bottle to her lips for her first sip, she could have sworn she heard a deep voice whisper in her ear, “You’re a very naughty girl, Alvina.”

Master Jareth scolding her, calling her a very bad girl, and taking her over his knee to spank her, his hand making her bottom burn with every loud slap of his palm.

“You should have been a good girl, Alvina. Now you have to be punished.”

“A naughty little apprentice, caught in the act. I could smell the stench of your disobedience and wickedness from miles away, girl.”

She shouldn’t have been thinking such things of Krampus, she knew she shouldn’t! He was meant to terrify and subdue her, not fill her with lust and masochistic desire!

“You really have made a mess of yourself. Look at you: sticky and dripping, those nether lips so swollen and blushing. It would do you good to have that naughty little hole of yours stretched.”

“Perhaps once your bottom is thoroughly reddened, I’ll give you a stretching for good measure.”

“Naughty girls have to show off their reddened bottom and hang their head in shame. Besides, now that your cheeks are nice and rosy, it’s time I made your back the same color.”

She forced her throat to relax so she wouldn’t choke, and gazed up at him with wide, watering eyes as he pressed slowly in and out. “Ah, so you can be good after all,”

“Is this the key to making you focus?” he said, his large hand keeping a tight grip on her hair. “Put a cock in your mouth and suddenly you’re calm as a dove.”

“A good fucking will keep her satiated,” Krampus said. “You would do well to keep that in mind.”