A Naughty Santa Gram

by Alyssa D Mynx

  Xav's fingers trail down to my pussy and dip between the lips.

  He gives a low chuckle. "I'd say you like that much pain, Fire." Rubbing my ass, he continues, "I'd even venture to say that once you get started, you'll quickly become a bit of a pain whore, won't you?" he asks, smacking my ass five more times in quick succession.

  "Fuck, sir. Maybe, sir," I gasp, tears finally released from their prison and dripping to the floor.

  "Mmm, I like to hear that." He finishes the last two smacks of my punishment.

  Gently, I'm lifted from his lap by dark hands, and I reach around to feel my ass. Those same hands are soft as they restrain me. I'm leaking a little bit, and my hair is in my mouth, and I'm quite fed up with that, about to give a snark, when calloused fingers push my hair from my face with a soft finesse.

  "Hello, Love," Johnny says, using a knuckle to wipe the tears from my eyes. "Let's get this punishment over with, so we can start the fun times, ok?"

  I nod, sniffling and shifting on my feet. Evidently, I'm leaking from more than one place.

  Johnny sits and gestures for me to be put over his lap. Once more, a cock is thrust into my stomach, and I'm over a sexy lap.

  "I won't be gentle, but I'll help take the sting away. There's things to make it feel better, I promise," Johnny murmurs.

  Five rapid fire slaps start, and the upper faucet leaks a bit more. Then his magical hands are massaging my ass, and everything is feeling oh so much better.

  Johnny is both hands deep into the tissue and muscles of my ass, and then starts to lighten up. I tense.

  "Love, it's worse to tense up. Trust me, I know you want to, but relaxing into the pain will make it easier to bear."

  I nod, clasping my arms together, and allow my body to relax fully onto his lap. Five more smacks hit me, and he's right: relaxing does help a little bit. Still, I'm leaking off both ends, and I'm pretty sure both ends have leaked onto Johnny.

  Johnny helps me stand this time, and I cross my arms over my chest as Drake settles onto the bed.

  "Come here, Brat."

  I take a deep breath and slowly drape myself over his body.

  "Now, I'm not going easy on you. You were a brat, and brats get punished. This will hurt, and you will not like it, but you will remember it. Xav, please hold her hands."

  Xav crouches once again and takes my wrists firmly in his hands. Almost immediately, there is a sharp, shooting pain in my ass, and it radiates up my spine.

  "No, No, ouch, stop!" I yell, tears immediately falling from my eyes.

  "'No' and 'Ouch' are not safe words. Do you want me to stop? Be done for tonight? Send you on your way without filling the ache I know you're feeling right now? Because I can. All you have to say is 'Red,' and we are done for tonight. Or, you say 'Green,' you take your punishment, and you earn your pleasure. Which is it going to be?"

  I'm crying hard at one smack, but thank you, sweet cock, Drake's been softly rubbing my ass while he's been talking. Eyeing the ready cocks around me, I make my decision.

  "Green."

  Immediately, four more blistering spankings land on my cheeks, and I sob, tugging at my hands, trying desperately to get them free. Soft words of encouragement from the others reach my ears, and I swallow the 'Red' that had threatened to escape.

  "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I squeal, squirming and trying to relieve the pain.

  "Don't worry, Sweetheart, you'll get that too," Landon teases. I turn my head and see the bastard is stroking his cock and giving me an encouraging grin. Bastard. Bet he's never had to endure this.

  "Are you ready for me to finish? These last five will not be pleasant," Drake states, calmly running his hand across what I'm sure are permanent handprints on my ass.

  "Green means go, sir," I say through clenched teeth. Xav adjusts his hands and braces himself. I don't know why, it's not like I'm going to--

  Pain. Unimaginable pain. I shriek and squirm and pull, trying to twist out of Drake's grasp, but Drake places his arm across my back while Xav keeps my arms tight in front of me. Four hard smacks later, and I'm a mess. Not sure I'm drunk anymore, either.

  Soft hands rub at my ass, soothing the pain and taking away the sting.

  "Shh, Blake. You did so well. Such a good girl," he soothes.

  My hands are released, and I'm scooped up into Drake's arms. He holds me as I cry, letting me snot all over him.

  "Shh. One more set to go, and I have a feeling Landon will be easy on you," Drake croons.

  I feel a shift, and I'm gently being laid across Landon’s expansive lap on the bed. I'm able to turn and rest my head on the soft blue blanket that covers it, and Landon gives me a small smile while gently moving my hair away from my face.

  "I'll make you feel good again, Sweetheart. I promise."

  Slowly and gently, Landon rubs his hands over my ass, and slowly but surely, the sting goes away until all I'm left with is an ache. Landon dips his fingers down into my cleft, and a wet noise comes as he moves his fingers.

  "I think Drake's right, you are going to be a little masochist. You're soaking wet from that. Let me finish you off, and you can keep your promise to Ethan.

  I brace myself, and Landon gives me all eight in a row, alternating cheeks and where he places it. His are more arousing, warming me back up and making me ache in a different place.

  I'm squirming for a different reason when he finishes. Meanwhile, the others have moved around. Drake and Xav are watching the last of my punishment, and Ethan and Johnny are on the bed touching each other. My pussy clenches at the sight, and I want in on the surprising action.

  Landon flips me off his lap and onto the bed, standing with the other two. I take to all fours and look behind me at the three still standing.

  "Sirs, may I suck Ethan's cock now?" I pout, giving my puppy eyes.

  "You may," Drake and Xav reply together.

  I grin and wink at them, and turn towards the other boys.

  Ethan is on his back, and Johnny is leaning over him stroking Ethan's cock with one hand, the other in his hair while kissing him with a fierceness that reaches out and calls to me.

  I sway my hips as I crawl towards them, gently nudging Johnny off to the side and taking his hand off. Ethan murmurs and thrusts his hips up, seeking relief. I move his legs apart and crawl up between them, gently wrapping my hand around his cock.

  It's quite the cock, long, curving up just a bit at the tip, and the girth is just right for my hand. His veins are hard ridges on the outside, and his tip is dark, glistening with want.

  Slowly, I take the tip into my mouth, sliding my tongue around the tip and drawing a deep groan from Ethan. He thrusts his cock into my mouth, his hips rocking up. The bed dips beside me on both sides, but my hair blocks me from seeing who's there, though I have a guess.

  From behind me, a large hand caresses my ass, and Drake says, "Good, Brat. Keep that up and we'll make it good for you."

  I moan around the cock filling my mouth and swing my hips from side to side, encouraging more from him. Ethan makes a noise between a groan and a grunt as the moans escapes me. I start to move, bobbing up and down on his cock, sucking and running my tongue over those veins slowly, purposefully. As I continue on, the hand on my ass rubs harder, just barely dipping into my folds and teasing me.

  Hands find me on both sides, stroking my ribs and dipping down to grip my breasts. Fingers play with my nipples, and I moan harder and move faster on Ethan's cock. He, in turn, thrusts deeper into my mouth, his moans muffled by Johnny's mouth.

  Fingers find my clit, and my moans become constant, the ache I feel insistent and hungry. The nimble fingers play my nipples like a violin, and I'm on the edge. Soon enough, Ethan's movements start to get jerky, and I come up for a quick breath of air, then move back down for his finale.

  I take Ethan deep into my throat, gagging a little at his curve, and he cums as my throat squeezes him. The pulsing from his cum, along with all the other sensations on my body, trigger my own orgasm, and I
scream around his cock, my walls clenching, and my soul flying.

  Slowly, I let Ethan slide out of me, sucking on the way to get every last drop of his cum from him. The hands on my sides have drifted back to petting me, while Drake rubs my ass.

  Carefully, I sit back on my knees and grin. Ethan's hair is mussed, his hand slowly working Johnny's cock, all with a dazed expression.

  "Mister Barkeep, did you like your tip?" I tease, grinning from ear to ear and licking my lips, hands running up and down his legs.

  "Poppet, that was the best damn tip I've ever received. Fuck, you guys, her mouth.”

  "I know," Landon chimes in. "It's a magical place you never want to leave."

  Drake pulls me back against his chest, settling me between his legs and letting me feel his hard length against my back. He tucks my hair around to one side and places my hands on his thighs, his going to my stomach.

  He brings his mouth close to my ear, his breath hot as he speaks, hand roaming north.

  "Brat, I think Johnny would like a repeat of Ethan's tip. Do you think you're up for another round? I'll reward you with more than fingers this time if you'd like," he growls, hand reaching my breast and fingers teasing my nipple with delicate tugs.

  I clench at his words, my head dropping to his chest. I moan and nod, leaning into the caresses of my nipples.

  Ethan hears this and gets up, moving to the side where Johnny was, while Johnny takes his place.

  "I, I'm, well, sometimes I take a while," Johnny whispers, red flushing his cheeks, eyes cast to the side.

  I lift my head and crawl up his body to his face, turning his head to face mine. "Never believe that's a bad thing, Johnny. I'm highly sexual, and it takes someone like you to finish me off and completely satisfy me." I move my lips over his and taste the beer Ethan was drinking and the cocktail he had, plus their own unique flavors. I moan in pleasure, nipping at his bottom lip and tugging it with me when I relax back.

  "Johnny," I urge. "Do you want me to suck you? To take you deep into my mouth and throat?"

  He nods, Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows hard.

  "Then relax," I whisper, moving down to his cock.

  Although shorter than Ethan's, Johnny's cock is a little thicker and more straight when fully erect. I can barely manage to wrap my fingers around him, and I know taking him deep will be harder, but fuck if I don't want to try.

  Just as I'm about to put him in my mouth, a hand grabs my head and holds it still, while another cracks a slap across my ass again. I startle, and I turn my eyes to find Xav holding my head.

  "Not so fast, Firecracker."

  "You don't get to decide when to start around here, Brat."

  "We own you, and you obey us. Just like the boys do," Xav says, nodding to Ethan and Johnny.

  "And Landon, sirs?" I ask.

  "Landon is too big to boss around, and he behaves most of the time," Xav replies.

  "Johnny, you take it. Ethan, you makeout with Johnny, and if you get hard, you fuck his face. Xav and Landon, keep teasing. Brat, be ready for my cock," Drake says.

  Xavier releases my hair, and Drake smacks my ass as I go down to Johnny. My pussy is dripping from the display of dominance, and my fiery heart wants more. More pushing, more control, more assurance that I'm safe.

  I wrap my lips around Johnny, and as I do, Xav and Landon start to pinch and twist my nipples. The pain makes me hum hard in protest, and Johnny gives a small moan, his hips moving at the vibration.

  Drake's fingers finally enter my folds fully, and soon a finger is shoved in my pussy. I whine around Johnny's cock, and a gurgled response is what I get. I come up for air, and see that Ethan is on his knees, his hand around Johnny's head to keep his cock in his mouth, a look of pure ecstasy on his face.

  Drake adds a second, and quickly a third finger to his little foray into my pussy, and soon, I'm dancing for more. As I move on Johnny's cock, I move on Drake, up and down, fucking myself on his thick fingers while sucking cock.

  A hand goes under my chest and pushes up, and I arch my back. When it releases, I settle back down- straight into the mouths of both Xav and Landon. I moan, wriggling and shaking in pleasure before the fingers in my pussy leave me.

  I whine in disappointment, but soon a familiar cock is nudging at my entrance.

  "I'm not going to last long, Brat, and I'm going to go hard and fast. You better keep mouth fucking that cock, or I will beat this ass again," he threatens, smacking my ass.

  I shudder and nod on an upstroke of Johnny's cock.

  Drake keeps his word. In one swift push, he's balls deep in me, then he's pounding my pussy fast and hard.

  Each thrust he makes brings Johnny deeper and deeper into my mouth. When Drake goes in, I go down, up and down, coordinating our fucking.

  The sensations on my body start to become too much, and I'm climbing that peak again.

  "Don't you fucking cum ‘til I tell you to, Brat," Drake growls, his hand going to my head and pushing me deeper onto Johnny's cock as he pounds me.

  I work up to the peak, the crest of the mountain, and I'm right on the edge, the face fucking and pussy fucking too much, when Drake yells, "Now!"

  And I shatter. Into a million pieces, I shatter. I can feel the surge of cum each time Drake's cock shudders, and I'm sent into mini orgasms. I slow on Johnny, mouth tiring, body tiring, but libido rising.

  "Keep that cock in your mouth, Brat," Drake instructs, softening cock still in me, and I double my efforts on Johnny. Soon, he has my head clutched in his hands and is erratically shoving his cock deep down my throat. When he comes, I swallow, spent for the moment.

  The mouths both leave my nipples, Drake slips out, and Johnny moves out from under me. I'm left on my hands and knees, no one touching me, body on high alert. Quickly, I'm flipped around on my knees facing Drake.

  "You're going to clean my cock off with your mouth while Xav gets to enjoy the pleasure of your pussy, Brat."

  Leaving me no say in the matter, Drake reaches up and grabs the back of my neck, dragging my head down to his still semi-erect cock. He’s on his knees, the angle different, leaving him in control of the depth of penetration. Behind me, I immediately feel Xav move into position, and that big, thick cock of his pushes its way into my pussy.

  I gasp, and Drake shoves his way deeper into my mouth.

  "Suck it, Brat," is all he has to say. I can taste the saltiness of his cum, as well as the sweet and musky taste of my own juices on his cock. Xav pulls back, and my body does with him. He still has yet to get completely into my pussy, and he slowly arcs forward again, pushing my body into Drake's cock.

  Again and again they do this until finally Xav is completely settled in me, and Drake is hard again.

  "Fuck, Little Firecracker, you're so fucking tight," Xav groans out.

  Drake withdraws from my body, and Xav pulls out of me and flips me onto my back. Finally, some light in my world.

  "Firecracker, I want to see your face as I blow your mind." Lifting my legs over his shoulders, Xav enters me in one swift push, and my mouth drops open in a silent scream. The depth and girth of this man inside of me is more than I can handle. Already, I'm getting little flutters of an orgasm.

  "Ah, I feel you, Fire. I want you to come as many times as you want, as long as you are looking at Drake and the boys."

  I turn my head, and there beside me is Ethan, on hands and knees, with Johnny behind him, a bottle of lube in hand. Drake is on his knees, cock facing me as he watches me get pummelled. I see the moment Johnny enters Ethan, and the look of pleasure on Ethan's face sends me into my orgasm, swirling me away to enjoy the lights of heaven.

  When I come back down, Xav is still pounding my pussy, Johnny’s working Ethan's ass, Drake’s above me, and Landon’s coming closer.

  "Landon, suck her nipples and play with her clit. I'm close," Xav demands.

  Landon grins at me and winks, his hand leaving his cock and finding my clit. Almost immediately, I'm on the mountain,
climbing back up.

  Xav's thrusts get harder, more erratic, and Landon takes my nipple in his mouth. With a cry, I cum, my body clenching around Xav and forcing his own grunt and orgasm.

  As soon as he's finished, Xav leaves me wanting and open, cum dripping down my legs and pooling beneath me, and goes to the pillows to recline. Landon flashes me a grin, and for a man his size, moves quickly between my legs.

  "I've been dreaming of taking this pussy since you took me into your mouth," he tells me. "The thought of being inside has kept me up too many nights to count." Noisily, he thrusts into me, the transition smooth. "I'm going to go all the way, Sweetness, and you tell me if it hurts."

  Slowly, Landon moves in and out, going deeper each time. I've forgotten how long he is until he starts to work his way into me. As I start to ache, I swear to myself that someday I will take him all in my mouth and throat.

  When he finally seats himself within me, I savor the pressure on my womb from his cock.

  "I'm not going to last long either, Sweets. You're too delectable of a dessert for me."

  The bed is rocking from Johnny and Ethan, and they've moved so that Ethan is over top of me. Drake is back to a rock solid cock, and is on the other side of me, stroking himself and watching me. All of my men are hot as fuck, and I quickly reach the point of no return.

  I cum and scream, but Drake cuts it off with his mouth. Ethan reaches down to play with my clit while I'm still mid-orgasm, Landon is fucking my brains out, and I know I'm going to cum again.

  With a guttural cry, Johnny shoves into Ethan and shudders, sending a wave reaction to Ethan. Pinching my clit hard, Ethan cums all over my chest as I scream in pain and pleasure, grabbing Drake by the hair and cumming harder than I have in my entire short life.

  Lost in the throes of my orgasm, I feel more heat hit my stomach and Landon’s few final thrusts before the bed falls still, bodies dropping to the mattress.

  For a few minutes, no one moves. Drake is the first to get up, groaning and moving to the bathroom. Sleep is close to claiming me, my body worn out after the exercise of the night. A warm washcloth wipes at my stomach and between my legs, and I moan out as he hits tender spots.