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Here is an excerpt from my upcoming Christmas Special, Secret Santa’s Naughty List. You can pre-order the full novel for $3.99 here if you are interested: [https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0819BK46H](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0819BK46H)
Everything about the situation was making me uneasy, but the rope took things to another level. How had I let him convince me to come back out in my towel? Nick was smoking hot, but he would have been just as hot if I were in sweatpants and a t-shirt and not having to watch my every breath and movement to make sure I didn’t give him more of a show than he was sent here to give me.
“I’m going to tie you up now?” Nick said with a smile, it was halfway between a question and a statement, letting me know what he was here to do, but also indicating that I didn’t need to worry that he would try to force me into anything. “Your friends must have been worried that you’d give me trouble to sign you up for that!”
Who signed me up for this? It had to be Shannon or Elena. They were the only two who’d do something like this, and both of them know how much I like to be tied up. What else had they asked this guy to do to me? He took a step forward and I had to either chicken out and go get dressed or just go with it and play it off like I was fine with this. Indecision, more than anything, kept me on the couch as Nick dropped to a knee and wrapped some of his rope around my ankles. I could see his eyes traveling up my legs as he tied the knots and it sent a current of electricity from his touch on my calf straight up into my belly. He was getting me turned on already and all he’d done was remove his shirt and tie my ankles.
I think it was more my own vulnerability that was getting me going than anything else. Knowing that I was surrendering control in a situation where I was barely covered sent chills through me, and before I knew it, I was secretly hoping the towel might slip, just to see where it would go.
I’m not an easy girl. I don’t sleep around. My friends know that, and I was confident that they’d never sign me up for something that would go too far. If I didn’t have so much trust in them, I wouldn’t have been comfortable with this at all, but the more I let myself go with it, the more I was wondering just how far I might actually be willing to let him take this. None of my boyfriends had ever looked as good as this guy! They were all attractive, but Nick was on another level.
I could feel excitement building between my legs as the electricity from every touch and graze against my skin continued to course up through my body. He tugged at the rope and I felt it dig into my ankles a little, but it wasn’t too painful. One thing was for sure, I wasn’t going anywhere. He’d done a good job restraining my legs. It was the reality of having crossed that line that both sent me into a mini-panic and pushed me over the edge and into full blown arousal. I was no longer giving up control – I’d already done it.
He stood up in front of me once my legs were bound and I would’ve sworn that he was showing some signs of excitement too. His pants were quite baggy, so it was hard to tell for sure, but there seemed to be some definition running down the front of his right leg. If that was his cock, he was an impressive man!
He took my right hand and wrapped another rope around before securing a knot. He then took my other hand and tied it to the first, once again doing a remarkable job, and leaving me unable to separate them at all. It was uncomfortable on my wrists, but still not what I would call painful. There was quite a long length of rope left and he looked at me for a moment as if he were trying to make a decision before simply dropping it in front of me. I wondered what he’d been considering, but he moved on right away, stepping back again and looking me over from head to toe.
“You do look like a very naughty girl, Jen. I can see why your friends thought you needed a visit from me.”
Nick picked up the blindfold from the other couch and brought it to me, sliding it over my wet hair and turning my world to darkness. I was now completely blind which seemed like a terrible waste of his body. The next thing I knew, he was taking my bound hands in his own and lifting me from my seat. Without the use of my eyes or hands, I was trying to feel where the towel was falling on my body in the front and back, but it was too hard to tell. I could only hope it was covering everything… or not. Perhaps I didn’t really care?
Further thoughts of my potential exposure were set aside when he brought my hands to his chest. I couldn’t see him anymore, but he was going to let me feel him. His smooth skin felt incredible and I let my hands slide down over one of his pecks and then across his abs. When I reached the top of his pants, I slid my hands across the waistline and back up the other side, enjoying every perfect inch of definition, particularly in his abs. I let my hands go up higher and found his chin next. He pulled it back momentarily, but it was just so that he could kiss my hand. I shuddered at his kiss and then blushed, knowing that he must have seen it.
He certainly felt my next movement. I wasn’t expecting his hand on my shoulder, and I jumped at the sudden touch. He guided me by his hand on my shoulder, making me turn and face the couch I’d been sitting on. His body was now behind me and I could sense him step up closer to me. His breath on the back of my neck confirmed it, and he whispered, “Bend over.”
Having come so far so fast, I just told myself not to think about it and let him lead me. I bent forward, reaching for the back of the couch, and when it was further than I expected I almost fell to the side. With my arms and legs tied, it was hard to keep my balance, but Nick grabbed my waist and held me up. His strong hands reaching around the inner bend of my hips sent another wave of warmth to my pussy, and I wondered if he could see it. Leaning forward like this, I knew that at least part of my ass was exposed. It was possible he could see everything, and if so, he might have a very good idea of just how much I was enjoying this.
“Are you ready for your punishment?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” I answered, more to play with him than out of any uncertainty. I was already lost in what he was going to do with me.
Without another word, Nick’s hand slapped across the bare flesh of my left ass cheek. There was no towel covering it at all. He was getting a full show. I could count the number of men who’d seen me naked on one hand, and now I was flashing my wet pussy at a man I’d met all of ten minutes earlier while he spanked me. Whatever it was that had gotten into me, I knew I wasn’t going to fight it now, but I’d likely have some questions for myself in the morning.
He continued to spank me, harder with each swing of his hand, until I started to moan. His hand was big enough to cover most of both cheeks and it was starting to hurt. The pain came with pleasure, and he knew just how to build up the intensity and then ease it back, allowing my pleasure to increase with each strike. After a few more slaps to my ass, he let both his hands glide gently down the back of my thighs, and then rise up and along the curve of my ass until they met the towel at the very top. More electricity and goosebumps! This guy was killing me!
He pulled his hands away and I felt the material of his pants against my ass as he stepped up behind me. It was just barely touching me and the soft, velvet-like material almost tickled me. Nick reached out and hooked one finger under the towel at the top of my back. He started to pull, but slow enough that it wasn’t going to undo the towel unless I resisted. I rose back up to meet him, and in the process, my ass rocked back and I felt his cock clearly press between my ass cheeks through the fabric of his pants.
He spun me back around and then stepped back and said, “Did you enjoy that part of your punishment?”
I nodded in response and said, “I think you did too!”
He didn’t say anything in reply, but his hands were back to my wrists a moment later as he untied them. I reached for the blindfold right away and lifted it to reveal a new surprise. Nick was no longer in his Santa suit pants, but had stripped right down to some very tight red boxer briefs. They showcased his impressive package which looked to be hard and straining forward against the fabric. My mouth hung open and Nick just beamed back at me, clearly happy to receive that response.
Dropping to one knee again, Nick began to untie my ankles and I let my hands fall to his shoulders for balance and support. As soon as he freed my left ankle, I let it move out to the side a little for balance and caught him looking up immediately to get another glance at my pussy. I didn’t bother bringing my legs back together. Even in his crouching position, I could see his cock continuing to fill out his boxers as he stared.
With both my ankles free, Nick stayed down on his knee and let both his hands slide gently up the inside of each of my legs. His fingers traced the lightest pattern up, stopping half-way up my thighs.
“What are you going to do to me next?” I asked with heavier breathing than I’d realized.
“What do you want?” he asked. “Girls on the naughty list have some of the best ideas.”
I wanted to tell him to touch me. Thinking about him fingering me right there in my living room sent me to cloud nine and it seemed like more than a possibility at this point. If it did happen, I knew I would likely consider myself a slut afterwards, but some things were worth it, and Nick was one of those things.
“I want to see it,” I whispered, still staring down at his barely concealed cock.
“That’s against the rules I’m afraid. You are very naughty!” he exclaimed standing up and letting his fingers roll around to the outside of my legs before tracing up my sides and lifting the bottom of my towel up enough to make me flash him again.
I don’t think I’d ever been teased so much in my entire life. How was he controlling himself so well? Most men would have rushed in at the first opportunity. I mean, what guy didn’t whip out his dick when a hot girl asked to see it? It was impressive, and somehow more arousing than if he’d just given in. Realizing just how hot I was, I decided to give it my best shot. I was determined to try pushing him past his limit.
I reached up between my tits, where the outside corner of the towel was tucked in and pulled it out. I let the entire thing unroll around me before it just dropped to my feet in front of the couch. Nicks eyes went wide. He was staring right at my tits and his cock moved inside his boxers. My plan was working – or so I thought.
“It looks like you didn’t learn your lesson,” Nick said, taking a deep breath and not losing his cool like I had hoped. “You must need more punishment.”
He grabbed me by the shoulders and spun me back around pushing me over the couch again. I spread my legs behind me, giving him the very best show I could manage and hoping he might take me right there. My mind was clearly lost in lust because I would never have believed it if someone told me I’d ever try doing something like this, but here I was.
His hand hit the bare skin of my ass with an even louder clap than before. He was putting more into it this time and it stung, but it was still so fucking good!
“Who am I?” he whispered in my ear, pressing his body against mine as he leaned in to get close enough for me to hear his words.
“Santa,” I answered, figuring that’s what he wanted to hear.
“I think you should thank me for punishing you now instead of at Christmas, don’t you?”
“Yes Santa,” I replied.
His hand struck hard again, causing me to inhale sharply, but when the initial pain subsided, I felt the fire inside raging stronger and said, “Thank you, Santa.”
My response got a moan from Nick who was clearly beginning to get even more into this than before. Before I was able to try teasing him a little, his hand returned, and it continued returning to my ass while he enjoyed my response each and every time. The stinging sensation was beginning to do more than just turn me on. I could feel a pressure building deep inside that felt just like an orgasm. He wasn’t hitting my clit and I’d never felt this way from being spanked before, but I was so hot, and he was driving me wild with his refusal to succumb to my body that I couldn’t resist it.
His next spanking got a moan from me and I struggled to thank him before his hand returned again. Before I knew it, he was spanking me faster than I could speak, and I was crying out in pleasure as my legs went weak and my body shook. Thankfully, the couch was there to catch me as I collapsed forward. My mind was absolutely wrecked. It had been one of the better orgasms of my entire life and he hadn’t once touched my pussy. How was that even possible?
He took the rope and blindfold back to his bag, before removing a large feather. He brought it back over to me and kneeled beside the couch that I was now sprawled out on, catching my breath. He brought the soft end of the feather alongside my neck and slowly crisscrossed a pattern down my body, across one of my breasts, down my stomach, down the crease of my leg, and all the way to my foot. He drew a straight line back up my side to my neck again and I shivered from a little tickle as it crossed my ribs. The nipple he’d run the feather across had hardened to a point and he worked his way down the other side.
I could feel the warmth in my pussy increasing again from his attention and was desperate for him to lose some control. Letting my hand fall off the side of the couch, it ‘accidentally’ brushed his cock which was running down one of his legs and nearly coming out the bottom of his boxer briefs. Nick didn’t react at all and just kept tracing new patterns over my body with the feather as I opened my palm across the hard, swollen member in his shorts. He was letting me stroke it.
It felt even bigger in my hand than it looked. He wasn’t the biggest cock I’d ever seen. One of my boyfriends in college was hung like a rhino, but his had been too big. Nick felt like he would be the perfect size and I would have done just about anything to find out what it felt like inside me. My hand slid up and down the length, and when I came to the head, I let me fingers catch the bottom hem of his boxers to try pulling them up enough to see some of it.
Nick just continued his attention on my body with the feather which was beginning to get my heart rate up again. He let it run straight down the center of my body once, right across my pussy with the lightest of touches that sent uncontrollable shivers through my body and got a big smile from him. He loved teasing me.
My finger finally caught his boxers and I pulled the leg up over his head, exposing the end of his cock. I managed to get my palm back on it for just a second before he pulled away.
“I told you that was against the rules,” Nick said with a disapproving look.
He hadn’t fixed his boxers and his cock was still pointing out the bottom as he spoke. It was only making me hotter. I was about to reach for it when he did finally fix himself and walked back to his bag. He grabbed his pants from the other couch and slid them on, and I wondered if I looked as disappointed as I felt. Was he really going to leave me here like this? How could he? Nick was as turned on as I was and I was very clearly willing to take things further. What guy would walk away from that?
Nick smiled one last time as he did his jacket up. He pulled a card from the inside pocket and left it on the table.
“Sorry for having to leave so suddenly, but I was specifically asked to tease you. I can’t give you everything you want and call it teasing, so you have your friends, whoever they might be, to thank for this.”
Those fuckers!
Nick walked back to the door and looked back one more time at my naked body on the couch before leaving. There was hunger in his eyes and I knew, without a doubt, that he’d wanted to fuck me. The guy had more control than anyone else I think I’d ever met.
My hand was already between my legs when he’d looked back the last time and when the door closed, I slid two fingers inside myself and then brought them back up to my clit where I managed to get myself off for the second time in less than a half hour. I was completely spent.
I wrapped the towel back around my body so no one on the beach would see me once the back of the couch was no longer covering me. Had they been out there a short while ago, they would’ve gotten quite the treat, but there weren’t often people walking along this stretch of sand at this time of day. Even if they had been, it wouldn’t have been the first time someone looked in and caught me naked or fucking in the living room. The risk of getting caught or being seen always turned me on. The few times I’d found someone looking back at me while I was riding a guy on the couch or getting fucked from behind over the kitchen table were some of my favorite sexual experiences.
The card he’d left just had the name of the company and a website to leave a review. I wanted to do more than leave a review. Somehow, I wanted more, and I could think of a few other girls who could benefit from a visit themselves! I walked up to my bedroom and got back in the shower to cool off after my visit from my Secret Santa. I was thinking through the women who’d enjoy him the most and then landed on the perfect plan. The timing couldn’t have been better.
As soon as I was back out of the shower, I created an account on the Naughty List website and was figuring out how I could request Nick for a party. It was more expensive to choose the Santa, but he was exactly what I wanted, and money was no real issue. This was going to be fun!
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