Page 16 of Their Little Christmas Bounty
He cups both of my ass cheeks after the spank, lifting them.“Look at that nice handprint.Skin like hers pinkens up great during impact play.”
“Sure does.”Austin’s voice is gruff, admiring.
Inwardly, I preen.They like the way I look?I guessed they must, after seeing the number of views on the images and videos I posted for them.But hearing their appreciation,feelingit in the air, is a whole extra boost to my self-confidence.
I want to please them.
But first, I want to push their buttons.
I wiggle my hips back and forth.
“Sassy brat.”Lyle spanks me again.Harder, this time.I like it.
Several more spanks, and I’m about to lose my mind.I can’t stand it anymore—the heat, the humiliating punishment, the out-of-control lust coursing through my veins.I need more.I need the kind of release only these men can offer me.
Tears form and spill from the corners of my eyes.
Lyle comes up to my side.“Ariel, baby.You all right?Have you had enough?”
I shake my head.“I want more, Daddy.”
“More what?”
“More...of you.More of you both.”
Their hands are gentle as they unfasten my bindings.Austin rubs one of my wrists, while Lyle rubs the other.
I want to throw myself against them, slide my body against theirs.The erections they’re sporting look formidable.I made them feel this way, didn’t I?I love it, the subtle power I hold, even when they’re in control.
“Do you want to get out of here, princess?”Austin asks.
“Are you going to turn me in?It’s Christmas, Daddy.”
“Not yet.”He brushes his thumb over my bottom lip.“We aren’t done with you.”
My heart gives a little skip of happiness.I nod.“I’ll go with you.”
Lyle passes me my dress, so I pull it on.He takes my hand and leads me to the back door, where we get my coat and go into the parking lot.
My panties are uncomfortably damp as I walk to their car.Lyle opens the back door for me and starts to slide in after.
“Nope.Your turn to drive.”Austin tosses him the keys before opening the other back door and sliding in next to me.He puts his arm around my shoulders and gives me a devious grin.“Comfy?All buckled in?”
Lyle grumbles from the front seat, but soon we’re on the road, speeding down Caro.
I snuggle closer to Austin.“Where are we going?”
“My place,” Lyle says.“As long as you’re comfortable with that.We could get a hotel room if you’d prefer.”
“Your place is fine.”I hesitate.Safety first.“What’s your address?I’m going to let my friend Janie know where I am.”
He tells me, and I text Janie.I recognize the street name as being a modest but respectable street in the Old Thirty-Three district.After a few minutes, we pull up in front of his house.It’s a single-story with white stucco exterior.The yard is landscaped with what appear to be native plants.It’s hard to tell in the faint light coming from the porch, but I bet the flowers are gorgeous in springtime.
Austin assists me out of the car, his hand enveloping mine.As soon as I’m standing, he picks me all the way up in his arms.Reflexively, I wrap my legs around his waist.
“Perfect,” he murmurs against my neck.“You took your punishment so well, and you know how to let us take care of you.”
Lyle unlocks the front door and we step inside.Austin still hasn’t put me down.I don’t mind in the slightest.I could get used to being pampered like this.It makes me feel important, cherished.Like they put me first.
