Paddled by Krampus

by Harley Laroux

Also, a pine tree gets involved. You probably shouldn’t put pine needles on your genitals. You can…if you want…but you probably shouldn’t…just read about it instead.

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.”

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

She felt frozen in its gaze, trembling behind the tree, and slowly the massive beast smiled at her. It was not a kind smile. It was a very wicked, sadistic grin.

“Such a convenience to have your panties already removed,” he said, with a mocking, scolding look. “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.”

Her bottom stung, her face was hot with the embarrassment of having been paddled and made to beg, and her arousal was a constant torment. Yet somehow it felt right. A strange calm was creeping up on her despite her angry protests. Was this what Krampus had meant when he said that the naughty ones craved correction?

“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.”

He maneuvered his cock beneath her, so she could feel the thick head pressing against her entrance, like a round, smooth fist trying to enter inside.

She struggled to put her feelings into words. How long had she snuck glances at her handsome Master, longing for him to take her in hand? She’d pushed all his buttons, taunted him, lied, stolen - always expecting a consequence, but never getting one. She’d wanted his guidance; she’d wanted him to punish her.

Master Jareth would see all of her if he did that! Her red bottom and her sore, dripping pussy.

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