by: CM_Zero
Description}: "Natalie? What are you doing here? I thought all flights were canceled and you wouldn't make it until much later tomorrow or the day after?" Yasmine was happy beyond words, but also very confused."My dear Yasmine, today I am not Natalie, but your very personal Santa. And as such I have my ways." In actual fact, Natalie had managed to requisite the use of a company car from the branch office they visited and made her way through ice and snow to get here. She owed a few favors now, but she had wanted to be here and surprise her lovely wife more than anything. Looking through their living-room, she noticed, that Yasmine had already unpacked most of her presents. She was still holding the massive hairbrush Natalie had picked out for her in her hands."What an impatient young lady you are. How very... naughty." Yasmine caught on to the tone in Natalie's voice immediately and began to shiver with anticipation and growing excitement."Santa, I fear I've been a bad girl.""A bad girl, I see. And what do bad girls get from Santa?""They get spanked... bare bottom up." Their eyes wandered to the sturdy hairbrush Yasmine still held firmly in her hands."Let's try out your present then." Yasmine made room on the couch for Natalie, who quickly seated herself and pulled her wife over her lap. Lady Santa pulled Yasmine's pants and panties down and reveal her round, full bottom to the comfortably warm air in the room. She tapped the brush against her wife's bottom a few times and hesitated, suddenly unsure how to continue."Were you only a little naughty..." she asked while playfully peppering the exposed bottom over her lap with light spanks."...or were you very naughty?" while administering four hard, full force smacks on Yasmine's posterior, two on each buttock. Yasmine squealed and considered the options for a moment before she made her choice."I was... very naughty." Natalie smiled a little and changed her position a bit, so Yasmine's legs were now trapped between hers. Now her love was completely in her hands, unable to escape the spanking she had picked out for herself. Just as her lovely wife had wished, she raised the hairbrush high and brought it down on Yasmine's unprotected naked bottom with full force again and again.