Another Belt Whipping

If you liked Wednesday’s taste of the holiday stories, you’ll like today’s, too. If you didn’t, well… you might want to skip this post. Up to you, though.

His desk was such a mess, especially for someone who did all of his work on a computer. But there were papers and tchochkes everywhere, and pens, and flash drives, and remote controls, and other little projects he worked on in his spare time. He had less of that now that I was in the picture — he focused on work, cooking, and me. But he’d never bothered to tidy up.

I insinuated myself between him and the desk, and he looked up. “What is it?”

“Did you not check your newsletter this morning?”

“Which one?”

I’d subscribed to the weird holidays newsletter too, the same one he’d found National Whipped Cream Day on, and this morning I’d latched onto one specific thing.

I turned around and, with a broad sweep of my arm, pushed half the crap on his desk onto the floor. “It’s National Clean Off Your Desk Day.”

He said my name, his tone shocked. “What the fuck did you just do?”

“Cleaned off your desk.” I flipped up the negligee and wiggled my backside at him. “What are you going to do about it?” I kept my tone light, so he’d know I wasn’t being too serious.

I should’ve known better.

In an instant, he was out of his chair, and I heard the sound of his belt being pulled out of the loops.

Fuck. I’d been angling for a nice hand spanking, and then a good fuck over the desk, but he was clearly more pissed than I’d expected, and–


“Ow! Shit!”

“What, you didn’t think I’d spank you for this?”

“I mean, yes, but–“


“Please, not the belt, please–“


I howled as the leather tore across my ass.


“Please, don’t, please–“


“Are you ever–” Crack! “Ever–” Crack! “Ever!” Crack! “Going to do that again?”

“I won’t,” I moaned. “I promise, I won’t, I’m sorry!”


“Are you really?”

“Yes! Yes, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m–“


I felt tears prickling my eyes, but luckily that was when I heard him toss the belt aside. Then there was some fumbling, and I felt his hard cock nosing between my legs.

These characters don’t have names, but I’m thinking I might have to give them some, because they are recurring, at least throughout the first month of the holiday stories. That’s what revisions are for.

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