Cassandra spotted the boxes on her bed as soon as she stepped into the room after her bath. One larger red box with a black ribbon sat next to a smaller black box bearing a red ribbon.
She reached down to pick up the note tucked underneath the ribbon of the larger gift box and unfolded the piece of paper. Her eyes skimmed over her husband’s handwriting.
I’ve been watching you all year long, and this letter is to inform you that you’ve made my naughty list. If you want to get anything good this year, you’ll have to work for it, Mrs. Claus.
Cassandra giggled, untied the ribbon and lifted the lid from the box. She pushed the tissue paper aside to find another piece of paper. At the top of the paper were the words, Santa’s Naughty List written in red ink. In the margins were numbers before each line. And all twenty of the numbered lines consisted of the name, Mrs. Claus, written in the same red ink. She erupted into more amused laughter and again looked down into the box to find a sheer red, see-through baby-doll chemise with a white feather trim covering the plunging neckline. She glanced down again to find a red thong at the bottom of the box.
She then reached for the other smaller box and untied its ribbon. She removed the lid and sifted through the tissue paper inside to find a coiled rope. She raised her brows as she lifted it from the box and tried to figure out just what Kurt had in mind. When she'd fully lifted the rope, she noticed another note at the bottom of the box.
She opened it to read, I want you to put on the outfit immediately and come back to the bedroom to await further instruction.
Cassandra picked up the lingerie and headed off to the bathroom. When she’d returned, now dressed in the red chemise and thong, Kurt was standing in front of her next to the bed. He wore only red silk boxers and held the rope coiled around his hand. With his other hand, he curled a finger, motioning her toward him.
She complied and stopped in front of him, a smile lifting her lips as she waited for the further instruction he’d referred to before.
His eyes wandered down her body as he inspected the outfit he’d picked out for her. He nodded his approval. “You’re off to a good start,” he said. “But this isn’t nearly enough to make up for your behavior this entire year. Turn around for me.”
She did as he ordered and felt him grab her arms and gently pull them together. He wrapped the rope around her wrists and tied the ends in a knot, binding her. He ran his hands down her arms, caressing her skin before he leaned forward, his warm breath against her ear as he whispered, “Your safe word is reindeer.”
Cassandra shuddered, partly from the arousing sensation of his lips against her ear and partly from imagining exactly what he planned to do that would require a safe word.
Kurt moved around to her side and sat on the bed, facing her. “Come here,” he said, waiting for her to move his way. When she did, he then said, “Lie across my lap.”
Her eyes widened only a second before the initial shock wore off and her surprise was replaced by an intrigued grin. She had a pretty good idea where this was going now, and she couldn’t deny her curiosity about participating in his new kinky sex game.
She bent over and lay across his lap, with her bound hands behind her back. She could only imagine the visual and shook her head with a smile as she awaited his next move. “Would you like to try to make my Nice list, Mrs. Claus?”
She could only laugh, but a quick swat against her ass cheek, brought her laughter to an abrupt halt. The sting of his hand against her bottom lingered, and she was torn between the slight surprise at the light blow and continuing with her laughter at his sex play. But she chose to remain quiet, assuming that was what he’d wanted in response to his chastising lick.
“I can assure you, that’s not the way to do it.”
“Now first, you’ll have to pay your penance this way. And if you can pass this point, then you’ll have more to do to earn your place on my Nice list. Understood?”
“Yes, Santa,” he corrected.
Cassandra repeated, “Yes, Santa.”
Instantly the slaps came against her bared ass cheeks. First the left cheek, then the right, then back to the left and back again. And just when she’d begun to expect another on the alternate cheek, he switched it up, concentrating on one cheek. Cassandra bit her lip and closed her eyes. Though the pain intensified with each blow, as she sank into the feeling, an odd arousal mixed with the sensation. She’d never thought she could be so turned on by erotic spanking, but she found herself oddly looking forward to the initial sting of contact followed by the dull aching sensation. And she released short cries of pained arousal with each pelt.
But just as Cassandra was getting used to Kurt’s spanking, he stopped and stood, bringing her to her feet as well. Kurt gently smoothed a hand over the inflamed areas of her cheeks as he looked down at her. “You didn’t use your safe word.”
She smiled up at him, enjoying the soothing contrast of his hand massaging away the ache. “I didn’t need it,” she answered.
Kurt smiled back at her. “Good. Lie on the bed, on your stomach now,” he ordered.
Again Cassandra eagerly complied and she felt his warm hands on her sore bottom. And then the feel of his wet lips against the hot areas of her ass cheeks made her shudder again. The sensation was indescribable as his tender kisses and licks soothed away the pain.
Then she felt his fingers between her legs circling her opening as they found the wetness that had pooled there in response to her arousal. But when he found her clitoris with the pad of his fingertip, her nectar began to flow and drip onto the bed beneath her.
Then his warm breath took the place of his fingers as his mouth found its way to her pleasure center. Cassandra, arms still tied behind her, could do nothing but surrender completely to his will. Kurt grabbed her hips and lifted her ass further into the air, creating easier access. He dug deeper into her, licking and sucking until she was writhing with pleasure.
But just as quickly, he stopped and pulled away.
Cassandra groaned, wanting more. When more seconds passed than she liked, Cassandra looked back to find the pleased half-grin on Kurt’s face.
“Why’d you stop?” she asked.
“You made the naughty list. That means you can’t get everything you want. At least, not right away.”
Cassandra huffed out, annoyed. But she waited until after a few more seconds elapsed and Kurt returned to again pleasure her with his tongue until she was right at the edge of orgasm.
When he pulled away again she cried out, “What the fuck?”
Kurt laughed out loud. “What’s the problem?”
She glared over her shoulder at him. “Come on, Kurt, that’s enough of this.”
“Shit! Santa,” she exclaimed.
Cassandra wiggled impatiently and tried to loosen the tie around her wrist.
Kurt grabbed her arms, stopping her. “Okay, I think you’ve paid enough for your awful behavior this year. You've earned your spot on the Nice list, now.” Kurt untied the rope and turned Cassandra around, picking up where he’d left her. It didn’t take much of his steady licks against her clit, his tongue darting in and out of her, and his fingers invading her core before she exploded from a mind-blowing orgasm.
As she found her way back to Earth, and back to their bedroom, Kurt climbed over her and entered her, heightening her arousal again as his body joined with hers. He kissed and devoured her mouth as he stroked inside her until he brought her to another release and he followed soon after.
They lay entwined in each others’ arms and Cassandra couldn’t help chuckling at the fact that after what they’d done, there was definitely someone somewhere’s naughty list that they’d both earned a spot on.
Erotic flash fiction to make your Fridays a little more spicy.