Paddled by Krampus

by Harley Laroux

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.”

She couldn’t cast the fantasy from her head: 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.

voice she’d heard earlier hissed in her ear again, “You should have been a good girl, Alvina. Now you have to be punished.”