Page 16 of A Little Christmas Caper

But Michelle never missed a beat, and soon the individual swats morphed into an overall burn across Allie’s bottom that had her wriggling her hips against Michelle’s thighs. If she had checked, Michelle would have found her dripping wet, and part of her wished she would pause and just touch her, even for a moment to relieve some of the ache.

“You look so pretty in pink, babygirl.” Finally pausing, Michelle ran the tips of her fingers over Allie’s scorched skin. “Think you’ve learned your lesson about talking in class?”

“That depends.”

“On what?”

“If I say yes, will you please make me come? I’m dying here.”

“Brat.” Chuckling softly, Michelle lit into her again, this time adding a few well-placed swats to her thighs at the end that had Allie howling. “Spread those pretty legs for me, babygirl.”

Eager to get some relief, Allie shifted so her thighs were spread as wide as possible, her hips high and begging for her woman’s touch.

“Such a good girl,” Michelle crooned as she slid two fingers into Allie’s soaking wet pussy. “So wet for me, already.”

Those clever, familiar fingers toyed with her clit, stroking and pinching, while Michelle used her other hand to resume the spanking. Pain and pleasure mixed together, until Allie surrendered to the tidal wave they created. Hips bucking wildly, she came with a loud cry, then collapsed over Michelle’s lap, panting and whimpering from her release.

“My sweet babygirl.” Michelle patted and rubbed her bottom, murmuring words of praise until her system settled once more.

“Thank you, Ma’am.” Allie sighed happily. This really had been the perfect day.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, babygirl. But we need to talk about a few things before you go up to the big house.”

“Like what?”

“Well… Master Derek asked me about it earlier, and I think it’s a great idea. But he did mention that his Sadie can be a bit of a troublemaker, and sometimes she drags her friends with her.”

“I won’t get in any trouble, Shelly, I promise.”

She felt as much as she heard Michelle’s laugh. “Babygirl, I’m not going to hold you to that. What I need to know is, are you comfortable with the idea of Master Derek punishing you if something happens? Or would you prefer to wait for me to pick you up?”

“Oh.” It had been a long time since anyone but Michelle had spanked her, but she had to assume Master Derek had permission to spank Hayleigh, and Allie didn’t want to be the only onenotgetting spanked. “Umm… I’m okay with that.”

“All right. I have a form he asked us to sign, giving him permission to discipline you, including spanking if he deems it necessary. But if you change your mind, you can always use the Ranch safewords and he will honor them. Okay?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good girl. Master Derek said you should just come in your pajamas, so let’s get you cleaned up and changed before they get here.”

She rushed through her bath, not bothering with the toys the Ranch so thoughtfully provided for visiting Littles. As Michelle was helping her into her pajamas, it hit her that she hadn’t asked aboutherplans for the evening.

“Oh my god! I can’t believe I forgot to ask. Did you find someone to play with tonight or are you going to go prowling the dungeon?”

Crouched at her feet, holding open a pair of green pajama pants dotted with kittens in Santa hats, Michelle raised an eyebrow. “I do not prowl, brat. But as it happens, I do already have a partner lined up for the evening.”

“Really? Who?”

Michelle lowered her eyes, ostensibly to finish helping Allie get dressed, but something told her there was more to it than that. “Nick.”

“Christmas Nick? Really? Oh, that’s awesome!”

“Yeah?” Pushing to her feet, Michelle finally met her gaze and gave a hesitant smile. “I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it.”

“Shelly, I wouldn’t have planned a whole vacation, spent all of this money, if I didn’t really and truly want you to do this. And Nick seems great.” If she did feel a tiny twinge of jealousy, it was only because she’d thought Nick would make a perfect Daddy and she was a little bummed they would be playing without her. But she really did want Michelle to have the best time, and she had no doubt Nick would be able to give it to her.

“Thank you, babygirl.” With a gentle tug, Michelle pulled her closer, their lips meeting in a sweet, gentle kiss. But then someone moaned and Michelle’s hands were on her ass and Allie could feel that familiar ache beginning again.

An excitedrat-a-tat-taton the door forced them apart and Michelle grinned. “If I weren’t getting some this evening, they’d have to wait. But as it is, you’ll just have to wait until tomorrow, babygirl.”

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