Her Christmas Daddy, by Dinah McLeod
When Sara Schroder returns home from college to spend Christmas in the town where she grew up, it doesn’t take long for her reckless driving to get her in trouble. But police officer Alex Maxwell—the next-door neighbor she’s had a crush on for years—decides to handle the situation himself, and instead of being given a ticket Sara quickly finds herself over his knee with her bottom bare for the first spanking of her life.
Though the punishment leaves her deeply embarrassed, Sara cannot deny her arousal at being taken in hand so firmly by a man like Alex, and soon she is calling him daddy and delighting in his caring attention and his hard, dominant lovemaking. But can she learn to behave like a good little girl for him or will she spend the holidays with blushing cheeks and a bright red bottom?
Mistletoe Magic, by Maddie Taylor
Dixie Culbertson has seen more than enough heartbreak in her life, and as far as she is concerned, no man can be trusted. But when her old high school crush walks into the diner where she works, the desire she once felt for him is quickly rekindled.
Kyle Prescott has always regretted the misunderstanding that tore him and Dixie apart over a decade ago, but it will take more than just a kiss under the mistletoe to break down the walls she has built around her heart. He is determined to make things right, however, even if that means taking her over his knee for a bare bottom spanking and claiming her so thoroughly that she is left with no doubt that she belongs to him.
Daddy’s Little Elf, by Meredith O’Reilly
When Chloe Carpenter’s husband, Drew, catches her sneaking away to work despite her promise to take time off to allow them to spend Christmas together, he doesn’t hesitate to bare his naughty wife’s bottom and spank her soundly.
After the punishment is over, Drew quickly reminds his little girl that her daddy will always take care of her, and soon Chloe is snuggling in his lap, drinking hot chocolate, and being given a bubble bath. But when he finds out the secret reason she was slipping off to work, will it make him as happy as she hopes?
Her Stern Doctor, by Morganna Williams
After she speaks rudely to Dr. Derek Malcom one time too many, young nurse Kendra Jacoby finds herself in his office at the end of her shift expecting to be fired. But the doctor has other plans, and soon the sassy girl is lying across his lap as her bare bottom is thoroughly spanked.
Kendra is burning with desire by the time the punishment is over, and being brought to a humiliating climax over Derek’s knee only increases her need for him to take her long and hard. But when a powerful winter storm leaves them snowed in together, what will his plans for the night include?
Kept for Christmas, by Sara Fields
After Raina LeBlanc shows up for a meeting unprepared because she was watching naughty videos late at night instead of working, she finds herself in trouble with Dr. Eliot Knight, her stern, handsome boss. He makes it clear that she is in need of strict discipline, and soon she is lying over his knee for a painful, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking.
Though her helpless display of arousal during the punishment fills Raina with shame, she is both excited and comforted when Eliot takes her in his arms after it is over, and when he invites her to spend the upcoming Christmas holiday with him she happily agrees. But is she prepared to offer him the complete submission he demands?
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Her Christmas Daddy by Dinah McLeod
From the very first smack that echoed through the room, Alex had Sara’s round nether cheeks blushing. Though it was her face that responded first—forget the pain, being a grown woman over a man’s lap getting her bottom blistered was embarrassing!—it wasn’t long before her round orbs followed suit. The man meant business, that was for sure! From the very first swat, she could tell that he’d meant what he said: he would be giving her a lesson that she wouldn’t soon forget.
She tried to fight the urge to cry out. Sure, he’d said that she could, had implied that she’d want to, but the thought of crying like a baby was just too humiliating. Wasn’t him spanking her enough? She already knew that she’d never be able to look him in the eye again once this was over. The silver lining to that, if there possibly was one, was that she probably would be cured of her crush, once and for all.
As the firm, solid spanks kept raining down, she had to bite her lip and use every ounce of willpower she possessed to keep from begging him to stop. Both her cheeks were blushing beneath her cotton panties—she only knew because she could feel the heat radiating—when he rested his hand on her back. Thank God. It was over, at last. It really hadn’t been that bad. It had hurt, sure, but hadn’t been anything more than she could handle.
“You took your warmup really well,” he praised her, making her smile despite the fact that he couldn’t see her face. “Now I’m going to pull down these panties and we’ll get started.”
Wait a minute, what? But… she’d thought it was over! She turned her head back to stare at him, feeling flutters of panic. She’d forgotten that he’d promised her a spanking on the bare. She’d let it slip her mind that what she’d just received was only the beginning. And knowing that she was going to lose the last bit of protection between her poor, tender bottom and his hand was almost worse than the embarrassment she felt over the idea of him seeing her bare butt. Not that there was anything she could do about it—she’d already agreed. What had she been thinking? She should have just taken her chances with the ticket!
She felt him hook his thumbs in the band of her panties and slowly, ever so slowly, they began to slide down her vulnerable, blushing rear. She winced at the feeling of the cool air as it caressed her naked posterior. If she could, she would take it all back and shovel snow all winter if she had to pay for the damned ticket! But she had a feeling that Alex Maxwell was a man who, once he got started, didn’t change his plans. It was just very unfortunate for her that his plans involved her already tender behind and his hard spanking hand.
She hadn’t thought that her panties had afforded her much protection, but from the first swat of his hand against her now bare bottom, she could feel the difference. The cotton barrier had apparently shielded her more than she’d realized. Even the sound was different—the smack somehow had a fuller echo as it bounded throughout the kitchen. But she was soon too busy thinking about how it felt to listen to the echoes of her bottom being smacked. His hand fell much too fast, first on one cheek, then the other, then down the middle, a pattern that was repeated again and again in a relentless fashion that had Sara gasping for breath.
Mistletoe Magic by Maddie Taylor
“Kyle… You’re not seriously going to… uh, spank me…” for some reason she whispered the last few words as if someone were around to overhear, “are you?”
“I intend to prove to you I mean business.”
“Not necessary,” she replied quickly while shaking her head. “I believe you.”
“Hm, that’s not how it sounded a minute ago.”
His thumbs located the waistband of her fleece-lined snow pants and his hands dipped inside her panties. She liked having his hands on her, they were big and warm and confident, but for what he had in mind she wasn’t quite sure those were desirable qualities, especially when anyone passing by could see them.
“We’re on a busy street, in broad daylight.”
His head popped up and he looked around; she did too, craning her neck to the side and behind her. Not a soul was stirring. He leaned back, arching a brow. “They’re abandoned except for us, no one will see.”
“This is happening, Dixie,” he replied, undeterred as he squeezed her bottom. He didn’t hesitate to begin peeling down her pants, either.
She squirmed, frowning. “Wait…”
“No.” he replied, one arm clamping around her waist to hold her still as he continued to inch her panties to the tops of her thighs. He began to rub his palm all over her bare ass. She whimpered softly and saw his lips curved slightly upward. He knew he had her, darn him.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
“We’ll just have a sample.”
“If someone sees—”
“There isn’t anyone around; besides, my windows are tinted.”
Her eyes shifted to the dark smoky glass she hadn’t noticed and she relaxed the tiniest bit. “You could have said so,” she grumbled with a little pout.
He arched a brow, his big hand unceasing in its caresses. “A dozen swats, one for each year you gave me the silent treatment. Sounds fair, don’t you think?”
Daddy’s Little Elf by Meredith O’Reilly
“Chloe.” She turned back to look at me. “You’ve broken your promise to me again about this issue. I am extremely disappointed in you. I want you to undress and go stand in the far-right corner of the living room.”
Her mouth gaped open. This was something new. Never had I made her stand in the corner before or punished her anywhere other than our bedroom, but what did she expect? She broke a promise that she had made to me less than twenty-four hours ago. Clearly, the old way wasn’t working. So instead, I was going to try something new. The first thing I had to do was get her to move or else we’d be standing here all day.
“Go now. For every extra minute you stand there, I’ll add five extra strokes.”
She dashed away to the living room. I followed her slowly. When I reached my destination, I took a seat on the couch, which was directly across from the corner she was in. She had followed my orders swiftly, having already tossed her clothes onto the side of a chair and taken her position, naked in the corner. Her bottom was slightly pink from the spanking she had received the day before, and it was about to get a lot brighter very quickly.
I sat on the couch for a few minutes, needing to cool down, and I also wanted her to stand in that corner and think about why she had earned the punishment that she was about to get.
After a few moments, I said, “Come here.”
She walked over to me slowly. When she was close enough, I pulled her down onto the couch so she was sitting next to me. I was going to give her one last chance to explain, to clear the air between us, and lessen her punishment this morning. Before I gave her the chance, I wrapped the throw cover that was behind me, around her. I might be frustrated, but I wasn’t going to let my wife freeze.
“You still don’t want to tell me why you had to go to work this morning?”
She shook her head no.
“You are going to get a pretty severe punishment today. You not only broke your promise to me once, but twice in the past twenty-four hours. Additionally, you swore three times, and tried to sneak out of the house to drive in weather conditions too dangerous to be out in. So, I want you to go upstairs and grab your hairbrush and my black leather belt.”
Her Stern Doctor by Morganna Williams
“Yes, sir! Please… I’ll be good! I promise!” she whispered.
“You’re going to be my very good girl from now on, aren’t you?” he asked as he began to press the small plug into her puckered hole.
She shivered as he worked it slowly in and out of her, as if using it to take possession of her ass. “Won’t you, Kendra? Are you going to be my good girl?”
“Yes!” Kendra yelled, shocked to feel the amount of wet heat leaking from her core in response to the enema. She’d never felt so submissive, so completely owned.
“Who controls your pleasure and decides when and how you’re punished?” he asked as he seated the plug firmly with a twist of his wrist.
“You do! Ooohooo!” She needed to relieve herself but found the need to come almost as important.
She bent over the table, legs apart with a plug in her ass. She felt vulnerable and at his mercy. His hand came down to rest on her vulva, his thumb playing across her clit as lightly as a feather and intensifying the cramping in her belly. “Please… I need to…”
“Not just yet, baby, a few more minutes,” he said soothingly even as his thumb played over her clit while two fingers rubbed her slick entrance.
When his other hand grabbed the base of the plug and began working it in and out of her ass, Kendra came with a little gasp of surprise.
“Good girl; see, when you mind you get rewards,” Derek told her softly before straightening away from her. “Reach back and spread your ass cheeks open for me.”
Kendra blushed but did exactly as she was told, spreading herself wide for him. She breathed a sigh of relief when he removed the plug. He gave her a resounding slap on the ass and then lifted her. “Go to the restroom and then come right back.”
She rushed into the bathroom and closed the door, sitting down on the toilet with relief as she emptied herself. Grabbing the wet wipes they kept in the cabinet, she cleaned herself up before returning to the exam room.
Derek eyed her with a hot gleam in his eyes, sending a fresh flood of cream to coat her thighs.
“Table,” he said succinctly and Kendra scurried up onto the table, shivering as her bare bottom touched the smooth cool paper layer on top. “Lie back, Nurse, and scoot your bottom down to the edge.”
Kept for Christmas by Sara Fields
“Get up, bend over the desk, and spread those naughty cheeks for me. I’ve got something that will ensure you don’t forget who’s the boss.”
Her body quivered at his promise. She was quick to obey him, only trembling when she reached back to touch the scalded flesh of her freshly spanked bottom. She clearly was moving too slowly, because she was rewarded with two hard spanks on both of her sit spots. Yelping at the sharp sting, she quickly gripped her cheeks and pulled them apart, revealing her tight rosette to him.
She blushed, realizing no one had had ever had a view of that particular part of her anatomy before. She had to admit that all the times she’d read about such things in her books, she’d been terribly turned on, but could never get the courage to ask any of the men she’d been with to explore her there. That list of men wasn’t particularly long, since she’d only had two boyfriends in her life and those relationships had been short-lived. She’d been too independent, too headstrong, and they were weak. Not like Dr. Knight. He was a real alpha male and he believed in spankings.
Quivering, she waited, unable to see what he was doing. She could hear him fumbling around in a drawer next to her and she jumped when a cool wet liquid drizzled onto her bottom hole.
“What are you doing, sir?” she asked, her voice trembling with her nerves.
His thumb pressed down on her tight little star, spreading the liquid around the rim of muscle in preparation for something more. His digit pressed into her and she squealed at the strangely painful and foreign feeling. He stretched her, yet she submitted to him and the sensation quickly turned pleasurable. Before long, he pushed into her with ease and he introduced a second finger. At long last, he paused and withdrew his hand.
“Now you’re ready.”
“For what, sir?” she asked, trying to look back at him and feeling a bit confused.
“Eyes forward. You’re going to wear a butt plug for me.”
She whined when she felt a firm cool object press at her backdoor. With little mercy, he pressed it into her slowly but surely and she had no choice but to yield to him. She cried out at the widest point of the plug stretched her like never before.
“Open your bottom for me, naughty one, because someday soon I will fuck you here with my cock. I know that you’ll love it so much that you’ll beg me for it, time and time again.”