Birched by the Krampus

by Siggy Shade

Birched by the Krampus contains the following content: Abduction Body piercing Body modification Bondage Castration Corporal punishment Catfishing Evisceration Hell Humiliation Inflation fetish Magical torture Male entitlement Mentions of human sacrifices Mentions of punishing minors Object insertion Pregnancy Unprotected sex Water sports

"Do you understand that I'm about to make you suffer?" "Please," she replies, her voice hoarse. I scratch the fur at the base of my horn. This is most unexpected. The chains have never gotten my victims into such a state of restlessness. "Please what?" I ask. "Use your words like a good girl." Natalia's breath quickens. "Please, Sir. Please punish me. I've been so bad."

I lean forward and run the flat of my tongue up his slit, finally getting a taste of his precum. It's sweet and creamy, with hints of nutmeg, vanilla... cinnamon, and bourbon. "Is that... eggnog?" I ask with a gasp. He groans, his hips jerking forward. "Cease your chatter, little witch, and choke on my cock."

It no longer matters that I found Natalia on the Naughty List. She's a very, very good girl.

"Tell me every man who has ever touched your delicate flesh," he snarls. "I will cast them all to hell."

"Krampus—" "I like it when you call me by name," he rumbles. "Why do you want to hurt all these men?" "You're mine," he says. "Any man who has come before me must perish." So, he's possessive.

"Don't," I whisper. "You're pressing my bladder." "Then you will squirt." I shake my head. "Keep doing that, and I will pee." The Krampus chuckles, the sound low and rich. "Let it all out. I can take it."

"Cut off Stan’s cock and balls, roast them over the fires of hell, and serve them with a ketchup made of his blood," I say with a shrug. “The others get to stay and watch.” "Anything else?" he asks. "While Stan’s enjoying their meal let them all feel every ounce of pain they inflicted on me." "Excellent." Krampus snaps his fingers, summoning another quartet of elves. "Make sure these wretched humans suffer the prescribed punishments."

"First, I'll hang baubles from your nipples and clit. Then I'll lace up the piercings in your labia with jingle bells attached to shiny threads." "And then?" she asks, her voice trembling with anticipation. "When I've teased your clit until you can no longer cum, I'll roll you onto your back, wrap those pretty legs with Christmas lights and tinsel, and point your ankles to the ceiling. I'll tie a golden star to your feet, surround you with presents, and fill your pussy with my huge cock."

"Must be exhausting, being so powerful and all-knowing.” "My reward is you."