Nick's Naughty Elf. Georgia St. Claire

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      He frowned down at her. She is such a tiny little thing! “I am very worried about exposing the children to any more naughtiness. Your misbehavior made me very angry and I am not at all happy about how I behaved in response. Look at the mess that has been created. Tomorrow I’ll have to stand in front of the press and make a statement about Nickson’s Santa spanking his elf.” Those last two words brought a zing of pleasure. ‘His elf’, Marcie was his elf. And he knew that unless Niccolo discovered some kind of cure, his days as a single man were coming to a swift end; and somehow, that knowledge didn’t bother him in the least, after all it was Marcie who was his elf.

      They reached his bedroom and he pulled open a drawer, taking out a tee shirt. “Here, you are so much smaller than me, this will be as long as a nightgown. Go change in the bathroom and meet me in your bedroom for your spanking. There should be an extra toothbrush in the medicine cabinet.” He frowned at her. “You will be spanked on your bare bottom; so you might as well take a couple of minutes to wash out your panties so that they will be fresh in the morning. I need to make another quick call. If you finish in the bathroom before I get back, I expect you to be waiting with your nose in the corner. And be sure you hang up that elf dress carefully!” He turned around and headed back to the study where he had left his phone.

      “Niccolo, there’s no point in asking anyone about the ‘stirring’,” Nick said as soon as his cousin answered the phone. “She’s my elf. As soon as I thought those words I knew the truth. Before that, I thought about replacing her and nearly collapsed. I’m not sure how to handle this. Her swearing was an emotional response related to me. So we’re both breaking through the restraints the suits should impose. It’s still nearly two weeks until Christmas and I’m not going to be able to work unless she is with me. But together, if we have any repeats of today, our behavior is going to upset the children. What do you think I should do?”

      “You're the one the rest of us come to for advice! How am I supposed to know? You’ve got to talk to Aunt Gloria; she’s the family expert. But you know what they say, ‘If something is unsettling, then settle it.’ You’re going to have to settle things with your elf. Aunt Gloria will tell you how.”

      “I’m pretty sure I know how,” Nick grumbled. “Keep your schedule clear. I think there’s a wedding in the near future, Best Man.”

      “How does your elf feel about this?”

      “I have no clue. We’ve barely spoken about anything besides work and I’ve got to go spank her now for the second time today. She eavesdropped on our last phone call.”

      “Just as well then, that she’s going to become part of the family. Can’t have civilians running around knowing things.”

      “I’m not sure how much she understood, but you’re right. We can’t take chances.”

      In the hallway, Marcie gasped and turned to tiptoe back to her room. Even not wearing the Santa suit, Nick’s hearing was still excellent. He swore, ended the call and was suddenly with Marcie. “You are so naughty, little elf, I don’t know how to cure you. But we are going to start working on that by administering a paddling after I finish the spanking. I told you to wait in the corner. What are you doing listening in on my phone call again?”

      “I’m sorry, so sorry! I couldn’t find the toothpaste so I came to ask. Please don’t hurt me!”

      He had her by the arm and was marching towards her bedroom. “What did you hear this time?”

      “Nothing!”

      He sighed, stopped and faced her in the hallway. “Don’t lie, little elf. That is one of the most naughty things you can do. I promise I’m going to spank and paddle you; nothing more. Tell me what you heard so I know how to handle things.”

      “I don’t want to be handled; I want to go home! You’re frightening me!” she wailed. “I thought you would be nice because you’re Santa Claus!”

      Nick knelt in front of her so that they were at the same eye level. He put his hands gently on her shoulders to keep her in place and focused on what he said. “Marcie, you know I’m not Santa Claus. I’m Dominic Clausson. I’m a distant relation to Mr. Nickson and I came to run the store while he is sick. That means I’m also filling in as Santa Claus; just like you aren’t really an elf, you’re just pretending to be one.”

      “But it feels so real when I do it. That’s why it’s so important to me to continue. I even think elf thoughts when I’m dressed up.”

      “You do?” He was incredulous and then shook his head. “We’re getting off topic here. You weren’t frightened of me before, so obviously what you overheard has concerned you. Tell me, please.”

      “You said you didn’t know how much I understood, but you didn’t want to take any chances,” she whispered. “Please don’t hurt me.”

      “That’s all you heard?” She nodded. Nick stood up, took her hand and began leading her down the hall again. “I have to talk to someone before I can explain very much. And I have to spank you before anything else. Look what happened when I delayed spanking you for eavesdropping on my first call, you immediately did it again! So spanking first, then some corner time while I figure out what to use as a paddle, then a brisk paddling and then into bed with you. There’s nothing like a hearty session of crying over a blistered bottom to wear a naughty elf out and send her to sleep. Then I am going to make another phone call and you had better not stir out of that bed! I don’t care what you think you can use as an excuse, if you so much as stick a toe out from under the covers I am going to be so angry, I can’t imagine how I’m going to punish you then! Do you understand, little elf?” She nodded. “No. I want to hear you promise me this time.” They had reached her bed and Nick sat down, pulling her to stand between his legs. “Promise me now, Marcie. No more eavesdropping! No more naughtiness at all.”

      She looked down at the carpet. “I promise.”

      “Not good enough. I want eye contact and I want a full statement of what you are promising me.”

      She raised her eyes. “I promise that I will not be naughty and I especially will not eavesdrop.”

      He looked at her intently. “I believe your promise. But, just so we are clear on the matter, crossing your fingers or anything else doesn’t excuse you from a promise.”

      She gave a tiny giggle, “I’m not crossing anything. I mean my promise!”

      “I know you do this time; but I have a hunch that you were going to try to get out of a future promise, so I thought I would make sure you understand the rules.”

      Her eyes got wide. “Oh!”

      Nick nodded in satisfaction. “Just as I thought; you are in the habit of crossing your fingers and thinking that it means the promise doesn’t count. Well, now you know that you’ve been wrong all those times and that also means you were naughty every time you gave a promise you had no intention of keeping. Shame on you! I’ll allow no more of that, little elf! Now up you get.” His large hands spanned her waist as he lifted her and placed her across his knees.

      She turned her head to look back at him. “Don’t spank me for past times, okay? I can’t help that, I didn’t know!”

      “Of course you knew. Giving a false promise is very naughty and every time you are naughty you feel a little twinge in your tummy. You can’t tell me that you didn’t.”

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