Naughty elves out for their own gain get Santa and his mighty cane.
Someone wants to destroy Santa. And he used me to do it.
Now, I’m trapped with Father Christmas himself, and despite what the stories say, he isn’t all rosy red cheeks and deep belly laughs. When it comes to disciplining naughty elves, Santa rivals Krampus himself for creative, humiliating punishments.
And I’ve been a very, very naughty elf.
But even as he stripes my bottom like a candy cane, I know this won’t be the last time I earn a trip to Santa’s woodshed. His discipline awakens something inside of me, and I find myself craving the pain and humiliation he delights in giving me.
When it’s all done, I’ll just need to find a way to convince Santa that even a naughty elf can make him feel very nice, indeed…
Naughty is book 2 in the duet. Please read Nice first. Also, please read the warnings at the beginning to make sure this is a book you can handle.
