The Christmas Brat: Spanked by Santa

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All too soon Quinn was nudging him upwards, and he resisted for a moment, but as laidback as their Dom could be, he was strong, and before Carlos knew quite what had happened, he found himself on his feet, wrapped up in Quinn’s arms, sobbing into his shoulder. It takes a hell of a lot to put yourself in that position in the first place, to give up control like that. I’m so fucking happy that Chelsea and I got to talk this out together, and now you know how to tame a brat that you may have been doing your best to ignore. You’ve been in that cycle for so long that the absence of instability can feel like a lack of other things, too.

You insinuating that I’d fly all the way out here to spank you, on Christmas, because your boyfriend whined to me about your dating life? Quinn said, his gentle tone a direct contradiction to the stinging swats he was applying to Carlos’ sit spots. I have friends who make excuses for their children’s (now tweens) atrocious, disrespectful behavior and I cringe.So, a little after nine I climbed out of bed whoofed down a bowl of Force breakfast cereal, washed my face and hands under the tap in the kitchen and set off to Uncle John’s.

Well, no, Quinn clearly knew something or he wouldn’t have said it, but he couldn’t know just how much of Carlos’ life had been spent wanting to hear those exact things. I know and it´s nice to see as this beautiful girl gets humiliated by showing her naked body and as she gets chastised on her bare ass, but her beautiful lush body and her reddened bare ass cheeks are very tempting to fuck her afterwards. Wiggling to Carlos’ side drew his attention, and he turned to see that TK literally had his hand raised, an expectant pout on his face as he looked at Quinn. I’m obsessed) and today she’s here to help all of us learn a little bit more about getting our inner brat under control. Although it probably hadn’t been designed with this in mind the brush would make a mightily effective punishment tool.And he knew he shouldn’t, he knew Quinn would scold him for it, but it had to be said- “Don’t even pretend I don’t have a picture of you on Santa’s lap at the station, grinning like a maniac. And fine, maybe I got dragged into petty fighting with him too, and we shouldn’t have been blowing up your phone with our drama for the entire night, especially on Christmas Eve- and maybe we wouldn’t have if we’d known you had partners and we’d be disrupting your time with them- but if you don’t want us tattling on each other, maybe you should stop showing up and spanking whoever got tattled on. Knowing exactly how his pale butt would slowly turn pink and then red while he squirmed across Quinn’s lap. I silenced myself in dating and relationships because I was terrified of being judged, rejected and abandoned.