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.”

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.”

“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.”

“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.”