🔥NSFW🔥 All I want for Christmas is... my new Auntie and Uncle.
Dec 09, 2021 9:41 am
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“You don’t need to hide yourself away from the world, little one.”
Blurb:
Addi Carter is perfectly happy with her life exactly the way it is.
Or at least, she thinks she is, until two strangers show her how much she's been missing. Now she's discovering sides of herself she's never dared to explore. The little girl she's kept hidden deep inside, and the woman whose body burns for her lovers' touch.
But allowing herself to surrender to another isn't easy, and she finds herself resisting her own desires at every turn. Can the magic of Christmas help her stop fighting and accept the love that's right in front of her?
“We were wondering if you’d like to explore some more… grown up activities this evening.”
Excerpt:
“Adelaide, are you into age-play?”
I bit my lip. “Well, yes and no. It’s something I’ve read about online some, and played around with a bit on FetLife. But it never seems to be for me because everything I can find is so sexualized. My craving isn’t to be Daddy’s little sex slave. I just want someone to snuggle me, maybe tuck me in at night. And I guess spank my bottom if I’m bad...”
I gulped realizing what I had just said.
This was really hard to talk about. It made me feel vulnerable and kind of ashamed.
The Floreses didn’t seem ashamed at all though. They were smiling and nodding their heads.
Mrs. Flores leaned forward and squeezed my hands.
“That is very common, sweetheart. There are different aspects of every kink that people enjoy. There is nothing shameful about wanting to be treated in a childlike manner without having sexual expectations attached.”
Relief flooded my soul. They didn’t think I was a freak, and didn’t seem like they were repulsed by what I’d shared. If anything they seemed almost as “attracted” to me as I was to them.
“Okay. That makes sense.”
“Adelaide, you obviously know a bit about ageplay and some of the common things various age players are into. You mentioned spanking, so I know that you have considered punishment as well. So it would follow that you’re aware your behavior today is worthy of punishment?”
I nodded, my stomach churning. This wasn’t a topic I’d ever discussed with anyone in real life, let alone with someone who was likely going to do the very thing we were talking about.
“If you were mine I’d take you over my knee, flip that dress up, and spank your little bottom until you cried. It would clear the air so to speak. You’d be forgiven of your naughtiness and there would be no more hard feelings. We’d simply move on. But, we don’t have that sort of relationship.”
“But you could still spank me! We could still clear the air!” I blurted out before I really considered what I was saying.
Mr Flores walked over and knelt with one knee on the floor next to the chair.
“Ah, but she can’t just spank you without consent. That’s considered assault and very frowned upon in most societies.”
I frowned. In my stories they just hauled the heroine over their knee without asking what she wanted. Part of what made it so hot was that she didn’t get a choice. But I guess he had a point. In real life you couldn’t just go around hitting people, even if you called it spanking.
Mrs. Flores placed her hand on my shoulder. “The way I see it, we have a few choices. Antonio and I could simply forgive you and go on with the rest of our holiday. Pretend nothing happened, I suppose. We could call Diane and appraise her of the situation.”
“No!” I blurted out. “Please don’t tell Mrs Haverty! I’ll do anything!”
Mrs. Flores put a finger on my lips.
“Hush. I wasn’t finished speaking. A third option would be that I can spank you for your naughtiness, you can help us clean up the mess you made, and the three of us can discuss if you’d like to experiment with this world while we are here.”
I swallowed. My mouth felt like it had cotton in it. My tongue was like sandpaper scraping the roof of my mouth.
“I want… I’ll take…” I took a deep breath and whispered in her ear. “Please spank me, Mrs. Flores. I was a very bad girl, and I want you to punish me for it.”
About the Author
Delia Grace is a mid 30's hopeless spanko and voracious reader. Married for over seven years to the first man who ever dated, spanked, kissed, or etc etc her (in that order - wink wink) she is grateful to have a real-life fairy-tale and knight in shining armor to use for inspiration in her writing. She has spent her entire life within an hour of Washington, DC, but loves to travel and meet like-minded individuals and uses all of her spare time and funds to do just that.
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