Christmas Captive

I spanked her until she was moaning my name, soft whispers begging for more attention to her needy little cunt. I knew I couldn't keep her like that forever—she was eager for me to kiss her, to give her pleasure, not just mix it with pain.

"You've been a good girl, Kitty," I finally muttered, pulling her into my lap. She curled up against my chest and I found myself cherishing the moment of closeness. "Are you ready for your prize?"

"Yes, Sir," she whispered, curling up close against me. "What's my prize?"

I pointed to a gold bar cart in the corner of the room where an opaque cloche was covering a plate. "Why don't you open it and see."

Excitedly and with newfound energy, Amicia picked herself up from my lap and ran to the bar cart. She lifted up the cloche, coming face-to-face with a plate of macadamia and white chocolate cookies.

"Cookies?" She raised her eyebrows, eyes glowing with surprise. "For me or for Santa?"

I laughed out loud. "For you, my darling. But we need to add something to it first, don't you think?"

Realization dawned on her and she laughed out loud. She brought the plate closer and set it down on the coffee table. The still-warm cookies' scent wafted up into the room, creating the perfect Christmas atmosphere.

"Take my cock out again," I muttered, and my Kitty rushed to do as she was told, pulling my cock free of the pants I was wearing. "Good girl. I want your hands today. You can use your mouth to help you, but don't let me come down your throat."

She started working my cock, her silky soft hands palming me closer and closer to an orgasm.

I knew I would get too close soon enough, especially when her mouth joined the work she was doing with her hands, licking, sucking, bringing me so very close I wanted to burst right down her throat and say fuck it to all my previous instructions.

But I couldn't. I had a special plan for my load that night, so I pulled out of her mouth gently.

"Ah ah ah, Kitty," I reminded her. "Use your hands now. Look up at me when you do."

Her pillow-soft palms both wrapped around my shaft, jerking as she moaned my name, eyes locked with mine. I groaned, knowing I was getting dangerously close to a release a part of me wanted to prolong as much as I possibly could. But I knew I couldn't, not with the way her fingers deftly wrapped around me, jerking, bringing me so very close I groaned, tugging on her hair to slow her down.

"Get the cookies," I grunted. "Now."

She took the plate in one of her hands, seemingly realizing what I wanted her to do. Her eyes shone brightly as she jerked me with one hand and balanced the cookies beneath me with the other. Soon enough, I couldn't hold back a second longer.

I groaned her name in time with my release. Hot ropes of cum shot out of my cock, landing on the cookies like perfect buttercream frosting.

"Yummy," Amicia laughed, licking her lips and kissing the remainder of cum off my cock, cleaning my diligently. I didn't even have to tell her to eat up. She raised the cookie to her lips herself, enjoying the taste of sweetness mixing with my own gift for her as she ate them one by one.

I took the time to calm down from my orgasm, watching her with pure pleasure. She was the only woman I'd ever met who treated my cum like the gift it was.

"My dirty girl," I grinned, running my fingers through her dark hair that had long since come undone from its tight updo. She looked perfect like this, disheveled and yet so very beautiful in her natural state. Her cheeks were reddened, her lips glowing from and her eyes glittering as she licked her mouth. Amicia's little tongue darted between her lips and licked every little trace of my cum off. She groaned with pleasure. "You made me so happy today, Kitty. Did you like your little Christmas treat?"

"I loved it, Sir," she purred with pleasure. "Was I a good girl for you?"

"The best. You're most certainly on Santa's nice list this year, my darling."

"Good," she smiled mischievously. "Maybe tomorrow I can get on the naughty one..."

I laughed out loud. "You want to get punished?"

"If it's with you," she said, licking her fingers with gusto. "I want it all..."Epilogue

Amicia

One year later

"Here Kitty, Kitty..."

I crawled toward him on all fours. Grayson's eyes burned bright with want as he saw me, and he petted my head as I came to rest on the pillow next to him, my knees sinking into the soft, plushy fabric.

"What a good girl you are. Are you ready for your present?" he asked, giving me an affectionate smile as he tugged on my long dark locks.