Christmas Gifts

By Courage Knight

Danika dreads Christmas. Her beloved grandmother died on Christmas Eve. She had a miscarraige on Christmas Eve, and now was unable to have children at all. Christmas, being a time for family, was a big fat reminder of what a failure she was. Sometimes she splurged - spending too much for their budget - because buying gifts was a way of dealing with her pain.

Mick was tired of trying to get through to his wife. He too grieved for the children they would never have, but it was time to move on. He had tried everything he could think of to help his troubled wife - counseling, therapy, even medication, but enough was enough. He wanted his wife back. It if took weeks of sound spankings to get her attention, he'd do it. He just hoped that she would learn that he truly loved her, really loved her, would always love her - in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, no matter what, before he wore his hand out on her lovely bottom!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Blushing
• Release date: Dec 8, 2013
• ISBN: 9781609689537

Courage Knight

I started writing stories in First Grade. I had a wonderful teacher, the rare breed that inspired and nurtured me. She was a published author of children's books, and I – being perhaps a bit of a teacher's pet – read every one of them.I came from a large family, fourth out of five children, and shared a bedroom with my younger sister. She would pester me to tell her stories every night at bedtime. I whispered them to her, as we were supposed to go right to sleep. Invariably, she would fall asleep on my stories, but every night she begged me to tell her more. Sometimes her inattention irritated me, but it also gave me the opportunity to rewind and tell a favorite part of the story again – great practice for the rewriting process.While raising my own brood of munchkins, I didn't write much of anything although I was gathering experience. I read whenever I could find five minutes to myself. I took a few workshops and courses, and I sold some nonfiction articles, but it wasn't until 1998 when I really began writing fiction.My husband took a job in another state. I stayed behind with the children and tried to get ready for a move. The days were filled and busy, but the nights were long and lonely. I poured out my soul on the keyboard, and one night I uploaded a fan fiction novel to a fan website. The Internet was still something new to me – we'd had a computer for years, but had just joined the "world-wide web". Within days, I had over 200 emails from adoring fans pouring into my inbox.And that is how my writing career began.We bought a home, I moved in with my darling husband, got the children settled in the new neighborhood – but still wrangled time out of my hectic schedule to fulfill this deep need to put thoughts to paper and spin my tales. Over the next two years, I wrote 22 full-length novels of fan fiction. Then I branched off and started writing romance. Perhaps I've put another generation of Internet little sisters to sleep.Visit my website here:www.CourageKnight.comDon’t miss these exciting titles by Courage Knight and Blushing Books!Unlikely HeroesI Do, I Do, I DoChristmas GiftsLorelei IslandThe Singles Club AnthologyElvish WishesRiver and SkySky's Limit, River's RewardThe Sorcerer's CompanionStolen HeartsStarla's Savage, Neverland Colony Book 1Untamed Love, Neverland Colony Book 2The Trouble with Genies, Book 1The Trouble with Genies, Book 2The Marriage Counselor, Jase and Ally's Story Book 1The Marriage Counselor, Jase and Ally's Story Book 2The Marriage Counselor, Jase and Ally's Story Book 3The DeceivedThe Christmas FraternityMail Order MamaMail Order Princess Book 1: The Oregon TrailMail Order Princess Book 2: Winter's EdgeCupid's WagerThanksgiving SpankingsJohnny's Bride

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Christmas Gifts

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Courage Knight

Copyright 2012 Courage Knight

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Table of Contents:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Courage Knight

Chapter 1

Danika, come here, Mick ordered, setting his briefcase down. She gave him that wide–eyed frightened doe look that often softened his anger, but not this time. She’d gone too far. About a thousand dollars too far, and he was going to get to the bottom of it immediately. Quite literally.

What, honey, she stammered, gripping the edge of the doorframe. Is something wrong?

You bet something’s wrong! And I’m sure you know what it is. In fact, you’ve probably been expecting this spanking for a few weeks. Right?

She gulped, taking a few steps back into the kitchen. Spanking? Why? Did you have a bad day at work?

Oh, cut the crap. Have I ever taken my anger out on you? Not once in all the years we’ve been married. Perhaps we need a long, long discussion to remind you of the rules, and the reasons for which you might find yourself over my knee?

No! No, um. Honey, she quickly backpedaled, trying a shaky smile.

Mick took a moment to hang up his jacket, then raked his fingers through dark, wavy hair. It felt a bit too long. He shook his head, returning his attention to his wife. Her hips were a tad fuller than when they’d married ten years ago. Her breasts were still high and firm, a testament to their childless state. Her only pregnancy had nearly ended her life, which was quickly followed by a hysterectomy and years of depression.

He reached for the paddle that was kept on the top shelf of the front hall closet. Tapping it against his thigh, he strode into the living room, knowing she would follow. She stopped a few paces away, her hands behind her back as though protecting her bottom from the pain of her much–deserved punishment. Her eyes were downcast, a sure sign that she knew she had this coming, even if she was still playing the innocent angle.

Mick set the paddle on the floor. He pushed the coffee table out of the way and gestured to her.

Oh, Mick! No! I mean, what is it that you think I’ve done? Those soft brown doe–eyes got bigger, her lips parted on a gasp.

Did you, or did you not, put the mortgage payment on the master card?

Danika nodded.

Then, where the hell is the money for the mortgage payment?

Um, I’d rather not say, she muttered.

That is not an option.

Well, I, um….

Yes?

I spent it.

On?

It’s a surprise.

No, it’s not. You have a spending allowance for gifts, trinkets, and surprises. Anything more than that is an expense that we must agree on together. If you bought me a gift that cost that much, I don’t want it. I want you to return it immediately. Do you understand?

Tears filled her eyes. She nodded.

Good. Now, come here.

But, I said I understood!

Yes. And you still broke a rule. The one about managing your money wisely. About following the budget, and about being truthful. Paying the mortgage payment with the charge card was deceitful. As near as I can figure, you’ve got about three spankings coming.

No, Mick! Please! I’m sorry! Honest!

I won’t ask you again.

Danika pouted, and he counted a full eight seconds before she approached. If he’d made it to ten, he would have doubled her punishment. He drew in a deep breath and let it out. He did not want to discipline her in anger, but she made that so challenging! Slowly, she lowered the zipper of her snug fitting denims. Even slower, she shimmied them down her hips, and then stepped out of them. With great care, she shook them out and folded them, laying them on the coffee table. He was about ready to shout, before she finally placed herself across his lap.

Her panties smiled at him. They were yellow satin, with the familiar big black smiley face right where his hand would land. Mick laughed out loud, he couldn’t help himself.

Does that mean I’m forgiven? She gave him a hopeful grin.

You are always forgiven, sweetheart. But you still have a spanking coming.

Oh! You’re awful! You’re a beast! I can’t believe I married you!