Page 99 of A Very Naughty Christmas

“Lazy? There’s no room for that right now. We have to get going. However, before we do that, I want to see your ass.”

“My ass?” That caught me off guard. I thought that we were going to be doing childish activities today. Checking my backside for no reason wasn’t something he did when I was acting little. When I was in my adult headspace, if he ever said that, it generally meant he wanted to play with my ass, but we had a strict no sexual activities rule when I was acting younger.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because I said so.” When I still didn’t move, his hands went down to his belt buckle. “Do you need another visit with my belt?”

That had me scrambling onto my stomach and throwing the sheet off my bottom. I didn’t want his belt to smack my ass for a long while.

“Hmm, your butt is still a very nice shade of red. Is it very tender?” He ran his hand over my still heated skin for a few minutes.

I pushed my backside up to his hand, enjoying the caress. It stopped and a moment later there was a sharp slap on my bottom. The sting disappeared in seconds, but as soon as it did, my pussy began tingling.

“I asked you a question, young lady. I expect an answer.”

“It’s somewhat tender, but not bad, Sir.”

His fingers walked past my far from neglected cheeks to dip between my legs. “Someone is liking this attention. You like some pain with your pleasure.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Get up and stand in front of the window. Raise your arms above your head.”

I glanced at the window he was talking about. It was a floor-to-ceiling one and it didn’t have any blinds on it currently. If I went up to it, everyone would be able to see my naked body.

“Don’t make me ask again.” The warning in his tone was unmistakable.

Not wanting to risk another punishment with his belt, I jumped off the bed and dashed to the window. I was praying that our neighbors the Fitzgeralds weren’t home or if they were, that they wouldn’t look out the back of their house and see me. They were a sweet elderly couple and I was afraid of what they would think of me if they saw me standing there naked.

“Press your body against the window.”

I did as I was told, jumping when my entire front side came into contact with the cold glass.

“How does it feel, Chloe, to have the front of your body pushed up against the icy glass compared to the heat that is still coming from your punished ass?” He slapped my butt twice, creating more heat.

There was so much stimulation and it was turning me on. Between the freezing temperature on my front side, the heat coming from my backside, and knowing that my neighbors or anyone who happened to walk into our back yard would see me exposed, my head was in shambles.

A firm squeeze and then rub brought my attention back to the present, while sending even more tingles to my already drenched pussy.

“This is the second time that I’m having to repeat myself after I ask you a question. Don’t make it a third, baby, I’m not sure how much more your poor bottom can take.”

“I’m sorry, Drew. I’ll be good, it’s just that it’s so strange… I feel hot and cold at the same time. And it’s exhilarating to think someone might see me in this position, but also embarrassing; I can’t focus.”

“Good, that’ll make this next part even more enjoyable for you.”

That confused the heck out of me. Why would I find pleasure in having my mind scrambled?

Suddenly, I felt his fingers part my sore cheeks and something slick enter my behind.

“What is that?” I asked, alarmed, my muscles squeezing down on the intruder in my backside.

“It’s only my finger. Relax your muscles and let me in. I need to stretch you before I claim you here.”

“Relax? I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to… Ohhh!”

While one of his fingers was in my rosebud, his other hand pulled me slightly away from the glass and slipped between my thighs in front. He homed in on my clit and started to play with it, causing me to loosen my muscles a bit.

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