2 comments/ 21642 views/ 3 favorites A Spanking New Christmas Carol By: djr2002 Welcome to the first part of a four part story. This is my first attempt at erotic writing so I'd appreciate any comments or feedback, both positive and negative, you may have about my work. Please contact me if you would like to copy, reproduce or translate any part of this story. If you are looking for a story that goes straight into the sex then this story may not be for you because the prologue leads slowly into several quite different sexual scenes. In this part there are elements of corporal punishment, lesbianism and blackmail/non consent/reluctance. My apologies of course go to good old Charlie Dickens for my take on his classic story. Enjoy! PROLOGUE It had been five long years since Jack Marley had died in a car accident on that fateful Christmas Day and there hadn't been a day she hadn't wished her mentor was still around. They both had a similar outlook on life and she missed someone who was on her wavelength. He would have been pleased at all the cuts and forced sacrifices she had implemented on her staff. Their financial position was now the strongest in London because of this and her miserly attitude towards outgoings. Redundancies made, no Christmas bonus or party this year and the staff still in the office at 7pm on Christmas Eve. He would have been so pleased with his protégé. The gleaming, flashing lights from the Christmas decorations in the street shone through the window of Marley & Scrooge lawyers. Ellie Scrooge flounced to the window cursing. "Bloody Christmas lights. Don't they realize what a waste of time, space and energy they are? God I thought we were trying to be greener here not wasting electricity on rubbish that, I hope the council doesn't think I'll be paying extra taxes for this nonsense." She grumbled. Her PA, Rob Cratchit, sat open mouthed but didn't dare say anything. He'd learnt it wasn't worth the effort to argue with his boss because whatever he said was wrong and Ellie was naturally right about everything. The only thing keeping him here was the credit crunch; he just couldn't do without a job with a wife and two children to think about. "Would it be alright if I go now Ms Scrooge? I need to get to the shops before they shut?" "Wasting your money, or should I say my money, on presents for the children are we? Things they'll look at for a couple of days and then forget all about? One day you might learn some sense." She taunted. "I do need to get some presents yes, but not as much as I'd like too." He said wistfully thinking about the lack of Christmas bonus again. "And I suppose you want the whole of tomorrow off as well do you?" "If it's convenient then yes please." "It's not convenient, as you know we have a big case on our hands at the moment but no doubt you'd skulk around if I insist on you coming in. It's a fine excuse to pick an employer's purse all this Christmas nonsense. Take the day but be sure to be in here all the earlier on Monday." "Thank you Ms. Scrooge and a happy Christmas to you." "Bah, happy Christmas indeed, now get out before I change my mind." Ellie moved to the window, the fluorescent light from her office causing her to look at her own reflection in the window. 42 years old with the body of someone ten years her junior, Ellie was a very attractive lady. She dressed very conservatively and always with her luscious dark hair tied up but it was plain for everyone to see she had 'the look' and a body to die for. Her finely cut business suit showed her curves off to perfection although that was not her aim, she had no time for relationships or even friendships. She kept herself to herself. Suddenly the hairs on the back of her neck sprang to life as she thought she saw an apparition appearing in the window...it was Jack Marley's face! Startled, she quickly looked behind her to see if someone was playing a cruel joke on her and then back at the window but whatever it was had gone. Her heart raced, had she really seen that? My God, what is happening to me, she thought to herself. She worked on for another hour without incident and then decided to call it a night. She picked up her coat and walked out into the cold, snowy street. Voices of children playing, throwing snowballs at each other filtered through the air as she made her way through the icy streets towards her old Victorian house, left to her by her late grandfather. Standing on her doorstep, she reached into her bag to find her keys, mumbling obscenities to herself when she couldn't find them. A cold chill went seemingly straight through her. She thought she could hear a faint voice and looked all around but there was nobody around. "Ellie Scrooooooge." There is was again! She could clearly hear her name this time and again checked all her. Nothing. Fumbling in her bag she finally came across the cold metal of her keys and lifted the slowly towards the lock. Just as the keys touched the lock another apparition of Marley's face appeared to take over the big brass doorknob in the middle of the door. "Scrooooooge." It wailed. Ellie panicked, dropping her keys on the snowy doorstep. She started shaking all over but not from the cold frosty air, the apparition looked directly into her eyes. She managed to break eye contact and bent down to pick up the keys which was easier said than done as her hands were now shaking so much she kept missing them. Finally, at the third attempt she had them; she slowly lifted her eyes towards the keyhole trying desperately not to look at the doorknob. It had gone. Just the plain old brass doorknob looked out at her. "What is going on here? Maybe that sandwich I had in the office was bad and I'm bloody hallucinating!" She said out loud to herself trying desperately to find some explanation for what she was seeing and hearing. With that she stepped inside the sparsely furnished house she called home. After a bowl of soup with some stale bread she grabbed more paperwork from her bag and settled down to continue work until 11pm. She yawned, rubbed her eyes and decided it was time for bed. On her way up the stairs she thought she could hear a clanking noise but dismissed it straight away as the old pipes moving around after she'd turned the heating off. She reached her bedroom and opened the door to be greeted by a blinding light. She shielded her eyes but still couldn't see anything in the room. She certainly didn't own a light this bright. Suddenly the temperature in the room dropped and she could just about see her breath in front of her. "Scroooooooge." A voice came from the light. A voice she instantly recognized as Jack Marley! It can't be she thought to herself. The light suddenly dimmed and she was no longer alone. The ghost of Jack Marley was standing right in front of her! A bead of sweat ran down her neck and followed a track down her heaving cleavage. She was having trouble taking a breath, her lungs seemingly not doing what they were told by her brain. She was petrified. "Scrooge.....I see you recognize your old partner." He wheezed. "I'm here to give you a warning to change your ways, I spent my life as you are now, pissing people off, never taking the time to enjoy life to the full and now look at me." He was clad in chains which he rattled theatrically. "I have to carry around these chains for eternity; do you want to suffer the same fate because that is where you are heading?" Ellie Scrooge was frozen to the spot but managed to shake her head no. She didn't feel as if she was in control of her body she was shaking so much and she was having trouble staying upright. She thought she might collapse any moment. "You will be visited by three spirits tonight and they will take you on a journey. They will visit you at 12 o'clock, 1 o'clock and 2 o'clock. Be sure to heed their message and change your ways because woe betide you if you don't. Your chain is already bigger and much heavier than mine...." His voice trailed away as slowly the apparition drifted away into nothingness. She was left standing alone in darkness in the middle of her room staring at her wardrobe, blinking fast as that was the only movement she could manage. Her mind racing as she tried to take in the strange occurrences. The Jack Marley's face in the office window, the door knob and now this did that really happen she asked herself. Looking at her clock, she noticed the time, 11.01pm. Am I going mad, hallucinating or did someone in the office spike her tea she wondered. She undressed, put on her nightdress and climbed into bed. THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST Ellie had been lying in bed with all sorts going through her mind when there was a creaking noise coming from the next room. She looked at the clock, 11.59, surely this dream, drug fueled hallucination or whatever it was wasn't going to continue? A scraping noise seemed to be coming from the direction of the door and, as the clock ticked over to 00.00 the door crashed open and there in the doorway stood a short, rotund man with a broad grin on his face. His grey beard and rosy red cheeks gave him the appearance of her impression of what she'd always imagined Santa Claus would look like. "You must be Ellie Scrooge, I've heard so much about you." He said in an annoyingly cheerful way. "Go away, I'll change, please let me be." "No can do I'm afraid, It's my job to take you back to a happier time, a time when you knew how to enjoy yourself and enjoy all the pleasures life can give you. Now come here and take my hand." Reluctantly Ellie pulled herself out of her bed and walked over to the spirit. She held out her hand and as soon as she touched his hand she was immediately transported back to St. Catherine's School for Girls. They were in her old classroom and she could see herself at the front of the class. God, what was she then? Just about 18 she thought. And there at the front of her class was Miss Drake. She loved being in Miss Drake's class and a blush came to her cheeks when she thought of her relationship with her teacher. "Can they see or hear us?" She whispered to the spirit. "No, these are only echoes in time, no-one here can see or hear anything we say or do." He replied. Miss Drake turned to face the class pushing a loose strand of her long blonde hair behind her ear. She looked down over her glasses at the class. Annie Drake was 27 years old and although she had only been a teacher for 2 years she had managed to get the respect of all the girls in the school. All except one that is. She walked around the classroom, her high heeled boots making the only sound in the silent room. Miss Drake looked stunning, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, the bulky jumper she was wearing failed to hide her large breasts and her tight fitting black skirt perfectly accentuated her perfect bottom and hips kept in position by a thick leather belt. Her long legs were encased in knee length high heeled boots which made her ass wiggle suggestively as she walked. "Eleanor, can you stay behind after class? We have to discuss your assignments, attitude and discipline." The teacher barked. The other girls in the class all looked at Ellie, all thinking the same thing, poor Ellie, that sentence usually meant the girl was in real trouble. "Yes Miss Drake." The bell rang and the other girls filed out of the classroom leaving Ellie alone with her teacher. Ellie stood up, hands clasped together and eyes lowered as her teacher moved gracefully back to the front of the class. "Go and lock the door so we won't be disturbed and then stand by my desk." Miss Drake ordered. Ellie locked the door and then stood in front of her teacher. This was the first time she'd been asked to stay behind after class and didn't have a clue what to expect. "Now Ellie, your standard of work is falling, you seem to have trouble focusing in my lessons and your attitude has been commented on by all of your teachers. What have you got to say for yourself?" "I'm really sorry, I don't mean to upset anyone with my attitude, I'll try to improve both that and my school work really I will." Ellie replied still not daring to look her teacher in the eye. "Unfortunately it's a little late for that, you need some discipline to help you focus and I'm going to start by giving you a good old fashioned spanking. Hopefully you will remember the feeling of shame and humiliation you are about to endure and that will keep you focused in the future. Now bend over my desk, elbows and forearms on the desk, head down." Ellie did as she was told and moved into position as Miss Drake got up from her chair and walked around her, taking in the view of her students' delectable backside as she did so. Without warning she reached down and pulled Ellie's skirt up to reveal her large white school issue knickers. Miss Drake tutted, Ellie could feel cold fingers on the elastic waistband of her panties and just as quickly felt them descending and coming to rest by her knees. Ellie gasped as the cold air hit her bare bottom. "There, that's better, a spanking should always be on the bare bottom, now get your legs further apart, no wider......that's it, now we can begin." Miss Drake's hand gently caressed the bare bottom before her, tracing all its contours and drinking in the vision of beauty before her. Ellie's virginal pussy with strands of dark brown pubic hair clearly visible as was the puckered hole of her anus. She continued to knead and caress until she heard a contented sigh from her charge. With that she brought her hand down hard on first one cheek and then the other in rapid succession. Slap, slap, slap, slap. A sharp intake of breath followed each spank. Slap, slap, slap, slap. Ellie's ass was starting to turn pink and she could feel it getting warmer. She was also experiencing a strange feeling of warmth from between her legs. Slap, slap, slap, slap. The blows rained down on her exposed bottom causing her to wince in pain. Miss Drake moved to the other side of her and started again with her other hand. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap. Ellie's bottom was now red hot and every blow made her flinch. Ellie could feel butterflies in her stomach as she was getting more excited by the strange feelings she was experiencing. Her pussy was pulsing and she could feel a moistness between her legs that she had never felt before. Miss Drake stopped spanking and resumed caressing and stroking Ellie's bottom. Her hand strayed between Ellie's legs and just grazed her pussy lips causing Ellie to shiver. Her fingers slowly stroked the length of Ellie's slit, probing, rubbing the engorged lips of her labia and then slipped first on then two fingers inside Ellie's sopping wet pussy. "So, you're body is telling me you're enjoying this you naughty girl?" She mocked. "You're soaking, would you like a taste?" Miss Drake said withdrawing her juice covered fingers offering them to Ellie's mouth. Ellie's tongue flicked out tentatively to taste the stickiness on her teachers fingers before taking both deep into her mouth. "My oh my. You are a dirty girl; you'll certainly need more punishment." Miss Drake removed the thick leather belt from her midriff and bent it double swishing it through the air. Slowly she lifted the belt in the air and brought it down on Ellie's shapely bottom with a loud crack! She cried out in agony as the cruel leather cracked down on her burning behind ten more excruciating times. Miss Drake kicked Ellie's legs further apart before laying a final blow directly onto the pink puffy vulva. Ellie screamed in pain but after the initial bite of the lash this subsided and she felt a tingling flush over her whole body, her breathing becoming deeper and more laboured. Miss Drake put down the belt and took off her jumper revealing her perfect breasts encased in a pink lacy bra, her erect nipples as hard as rocks. She unhooked, shrugged off the bra and bent down letting her soft mammaries softly caress Ellie's burning globes. She cupped her breasts together, the soft skin and hard nipples grazing the warm flesh below. She let out an involuntary moan as she moved her nipple down the crease of the younger girls behind, the hard nipple grazing the folds of Ellie's sex. Miss Drake stood up and slowly lay down on the back of the prone schoolgirl. Her large breasts pushing into Ellie's back, hard nipples digging into Ellie's back, hands and fingers exploring, massaging every inch of the succulent body beneath her. Her hands moved slowly back towards Ellie's hot tunnel, her fingers delving backwards and forwards, Ellie's pussy lips opening up like a flower. Ellie moaned deeply as Miss Drake's fingers slowly circled her clit, rubbing and tickling her most sensitive area. Ellie's hips bucked as she tried desperately to grind her pussy down onto Miss Drake's hand. Faster and faster the teachers' finger rubbed and teased her clit bringing Ellie to the verge of her first orgasm. Miss Drake dipped the index finger of her other hand deep into Ellie's pussy until it was sopping wet, the finger left a wet trail as it trailed from her pussy up to her puckered entrance before teasing her anus open and gently easing the finger in and out of the tight hole. The fingers of one hand rubbed her clit gradually getting faster and faster while fingers of her other hand pistoned in and out of her puckered ring. It all became too much for Ellie as the orgasm built, every nerve ending in her body felt as if it were about to explode inside her body. Ellie screamed loudly as the orgasm washed over her in waves of ecstasy. She slumped down onto the desk absolutely spent. Miss Drake lifted the prone girl off the desk, turned her around to face her, put her arms around the girl and held her tight. "That's the pain and pleasure principle Miss Scrooge, you did very well today but I think we're going to have to spend a lot of time working together on all your problems don't you?" She whispered into her ear. Ellie nodded before Miss Drake kissed her gently on the lips, wrapping her arms around her once more and holding her close. "Boy I wish I had a teacher like that." Said the spirit with a grin jerking Ellie back to the present. "You certainly knew all about pleasure there didn't you? You were definitely enjoying life to the full there.....how long is it since you had any....fun?" Ellie thought about that for a minute but couldn't come up with an answer. Her legs were all trembly once again, her insides seemed to have melted and she was sure they were trying to escape through her hot vagina. "I bet you're all hot and bothered down below now aren't you? You're face and chest are bright red and your nipples are trying to poke my eyes out!" He exclaimed. Ellie blushed a deeper shade of crimson, she desperately wanted to touch her molten pussy and bring herself to a shuddering climax but before she could the spirit spoke. "We have another visit to make before my time with you is up." And with that he reached out, tweaked her nipples through her nightdress and before she knew what was happening, Ellie suddenly found herself in an office building she remembered all too well.... "Bring back memories Scrooge? Just another show of the pleasure you can experience if you let yourself go once in a while." Boomed the spirit as they stood at the back of a large office. Ellie flushed again as the spirit stood behind her, his arms slipped between her arms and sides, massaging her breasts through the nightdress, occasionally tweaking her nipples. She could feel him as his cock grew harder and pressed down the crease of her ass crack. The fire in her pussy raged on unabated. It was Christmas Eve in 1990 and Ellie found herself back in the office of Martin Fezziwig, owner of Fezziwig Legal Company, her first employer. Mr. Fezziwig was behind his desk going through paperwork. A tall, skinny man in his fifties with long greasy silver hair combed into a harsh side parting, Martin nevertheless had a reputation for having a voracious sexual appetite and there were rumours of him taking advantage of the girls that worked for him. A Spanking New Christmas Carol Martin had been keeping a careful eye on Ellie Scrooge, watching the graceful way she moved through the office, her beautiful dark hair shimmering in the light tumbling into the office through the large windows. He licked his lips thinking of her gorgeous tits that he hankered to see and the perfect peach of her rounded bottom. Her legs always encased in nylon but were they tights or stockings he wondered? He had spent some time now hatching a plan to see her charms and today was the day he would put it into action. He leaned forward and pressed a button on his phone. The phone beeped. "Yes Mr. Fezziwig." "Ah, Miss Jenkins, you can send Miss Scrooge in now, and hold all my calls thank you." The door opened and in sashayed Ellie, now in her early twenties and a real beauty to behold. Her long chestnut hair tumbled onto her shoulders; she was dressed in a loose white blouse with a grey tailored suit jacket and matching knee length skirt. Her boss looked her up and down, drinking in her beauty. His lips were dry in anticipation of what was to come; he licked his lips as his eyes were drawn to her long legs and black stiletto shoes. Abruptly he was shaken from his revelry as Miss Scrooge gently coughed in an attempt to get his attention. "Ah, Miss Scrooge, thank you for coming. As you will know you have been here for three months now and you have come to the end of your probation period. We now have to decide whether we will be offering you a permanent contract or asking you to clear your desk." He paused, leaving her to take in the last comment. "Now I've been given reports on you by your colleagues giving me an interesting insight. The one thing that stands out a mile is your lack of ability to take orders. You seem to do things your own way and while you may get the work done eventually, it irritates your co-workers immensely." He paused again waiting to see if she was going to respond but she didn't. He could now see genuine fear in her eyes. His heart missed a beat, this was going just as he'd hoped! "Because of this.....problem, your colleagues has advised that your ability to comply with simple orders should be tested and that is what we will do today. If you complete the test successfully you will receive a full time contract and a large pay rise but understand this, fail any part of the test and you will be asked to leave the company immediately." He had laid his cards on the table, how would she react? Ellie's mind was a whirl, the thought of losing her job filled her with despair especially just before Christmas. Nagging away in her mind was the thought of the trouble she'd have finding another position after being thrown out of one of the biggest and most prestigious lawyer's offices in London after only three months. This business didn't take kindly to failure. "I'm so sorry, I'll follow all orders from now on." She pleaded, "I'll take the test, I like working here and can't afford to lose my job. Give me any instructions or orders and I'll follow them to the letter. Please just give me a chance." Tears were forming in her eyes as she looked intently at the man who could make or break her career. "Please Mr. Fezziwig, you won't regret it." This was just what he'd hoped to hear, he had her, and now how far should he push this gorgeous creature he thought. Mr. Fezziwig took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Now you have to understand that if I give you this chance you will have to comply with everything I tell you to do or you're out on the street." She nodded and wiped her eyes dry with the back of her hand slightly smudging her mascara. "I could ask you to do anything at all....do you think you will be able to follow orders?" "Please Mr. Fezziwig, I want to be a top lawyer and I'll do absolutely anything to get me there" she looked more hopeful now and a watery smile lit up her face. Her perfect white teeth a stark contrast to the full redness of her lips made her even more appealing. "Shall we start then? Stand up with your arms at your sides Miss Scrooge." He barked. Ellie took a deep breath, did as she was told, pulling her suit jacket down at the bottom to make sure she looked presentable and like a well dressed top solicitor. "Very good but that wasn't too hard was it?" Ellie nodded no. "Well I think it's quite warm in here so I'm sure you don't need that heavy jacket on, take it off, hang it on the coat rack over there in the corner and come back to where you are now." Ellie looked in surprise at the leering face of her boss and saw his eyes watch her fingers as one by one she unbuttoned her jacket. She kept telling herself she had to do anything to keep this job. She shrugged off the jacket, took hold of the collar, walked over to the coat rack and slowly hung the label over the peg. He watched her intently as she resumed her position at the desk, arms by sides. He ran his eyes over her crisp white blouse. Her breasts, large and wobbling seductively whenever she took a breath. His cock began to stir. "Do you wear stockings and suspenders or tights" He asked. "Erm u-u-usually stockings Mr. Fezziwig, but when it's cold I do wear tights" she stammered wondering at his line of questioning. "And what are you wearing today Miss Scrooge?" "Stockings" she mumbled quietly. "Show me" he ordered. "I beg your p-p-pardon?" "Show me your stockings, pull your skirt up, prove to me you're telling the truth and are indeed wearing stockings or are you going to disappoint me and fail the test at this early stage?" Ellie gave the leering man with a pleading look but quickly realized she had no choice. Slowly she reached down to the hem of her skirt, grabbed hold and started lifting, higher and higher up to mid thigh and beyond. The dark tops of her black stockings came into view then he caught his first sight of her milky white thighs. He licked his lips and motioned to her to keep lifting and soon her white lace panties were on show to her now sweating boss. He was sure he could see her dark brown bush beneath the almost transparent material and the bulge of her vulva was so inviting. "At least you were telling me the truth young lady" he said trying to appear calm whereas reality was very different, "now turn around so I can see that delicious bottom of yours." Ellie held her skirt at the waist as she slowly turned around and faced the door. He marveled at the beautiful sight in front of him, twin globes of perfection fully visible through the lace covering. "Wonderful" he muttered to himself. His flaccid penis straining against the material of his suit trousers. "Beautiful my dear, you're doing very well but now the test really starts. Turn around to face me.....that's it, now take off your blouse." His heartbeat was going through the roof as he stared at the stricken girl in front of him. Ellie's eyes filled with tears but again she realized she had no option but to comply with his orders or risk losing her job. Trembling fingers fumbled at the first button until finally more of her creamy white skin was visible. "Quicker!!!" he shouted, "get that blouse off now!" Ellie was shocked at the outburst and a tear fell onto her cheek but his harsh words had the desired effect as her fingers quickly undid the rest of the buttons. The buxom would be lawyer let her white blouse slip off her shoulders and pulled her arms out of the sleeves causing her breasts to jiggle tantalizingly in their restraints. Her skirt had dropped down to cover her legs again during the blouse removal activity and she could guess his next instruction. She wasn't wrong. "The skirt, take it off." He watched intently, beads of sweat forming on his brow and a hard on that was threatening to burst through his pants. Ellie undid the button at the side of the skirt, unzipped at let the skirt fall to the floor leaving her standing in front of her boss in just bra, panties, stockings and suspenders. His eyes looked at her from top to bottom, the allure of her smooth shoulders, the swell of her breasts which were being pushed together by an uplifting bra that he was sure she didn't need, the lovely flat stomach, the promise of the paradise between her legs and the long perfect pins in stockings. He stood up and Ellie gasped as she saw the size of his erection pressing against his trousers. He moved behind her and touched her shoulders gently pushing the straps of her bra down her arms. His fingers sought out the clasp of her brassiere and deftly undid it. "Please no." She whimpered. "I'm sorry, did you say something young lady?" "No sir" she mumbled as he eased the lacy material away from her exposing her breasts to the cold air, her nipples hardening immediately. "Take off your panties and give them to me." Reluctantly she found herself pushing the last token of her modesty down her legs into a pool by her feet. She bent down, picked them up and handed them to him. She heard him take a deep breath through his nose and guessed he was taking in her womanly odour. His hands reached from behind her and began to maul her tits. Kneading, squeezing roughly and pinching her nipples hard. "Argh" she cried out as his fingers dug into her soft mounds. She could feel his cock brush against her ass and she tried her best to move away from the hard pole. He pinched her erect nipples hard which brought another gasp of pain and pulled her closer to him. The intercom beeped. Ellie gave a sigh of relief as Mr. Fezziwig stormed back to his desk. He punched the answer button. "I thought I told you to hold my calls!" He raged. "Sorry sir but DHL have arrived with a parcel that has to be signed for by you, I'm really sorry." His secretary's voice came over the intercom. "You will be sorry. I'll deal with you later. Now send in the courier and I'll sign for the parcel, oh and bring in a pitcher of mineral water with ice, lots of ice Miss Jenkins. Do you think you can follow these instructions?" "Yes sir." There was a knock on the door before it swung open and the courier walked into the office. His eyes almost leapt out of his head when he saw the naked woman standing with her back to him and he couldn't take his eyes off her lovely bottom. He moved to the desk and gave the delivery schedule pad to Mr. Fezziwig for signing, never once taking his eyes off the beautiful nude in front of him. Ellie was mortified. Her cheeks and chest flushed a bright crimson. Quickly she put her left arm over her breasts and covered her pubic area with her right hand. "Did I say anything about covering yourself?" Mr. Fezziwig asked, his eyes looking straight into hers almost seeming to bore straight through her head. "No sir, b-b-but." "Then put your arms back to your sides my dear. I'm sure this gentleman doesn't mind, do you?" He asked the courier. "No guv, not at all" he answered with a smile looking at her perky pink nipples standing firm, her large breasts showing no hint of sag. He looked at Mr. Fezziwig quizzically and took the freshly signed document. Lucky bastard, he thought to himself as he walked slowly out of the office still checking out the ass of the naked girl as he went. Ellie let out a sigh of relief when she heard the door shut after him but that relief was to be short lived. She could feel his breath on her skin as he moved closer to her again, the heat of his breath giving her goose pimples. She looked down at the ground, not daring to look him in the eye any longer. She shivered as she felt his mouth encircle her left nipple sucking the teat his tongue circling her aureole and teeth nipping at the erect bud. She could feel the telltale warmth radiating from between her legs as he toyed with her breasts. A knock at the door interrupted his reverence of her body again. "Come in." Miss Jenkins entered the office and gave a little gasp to see Ellie Scrooge in all her glory. She walked up to the desk and put down the large pitcher of water filled to the brim with ice. "Here's your water Mr. Fezziwig." "Thank you Miss Jenkins.....you may go now." Miss Jenkins gave Ellie a quick smile which Ellie took to be a show of support and she wondered if Miss Jenkins had ever been in the same predicament Ellie now found herself in. Miss Jenkins left the office leaving her alone again with her tormentor. "Lie down on my desk Miss Scrooge on your back and arms by your sides." He barked. Ellie clambered up onto the desk and stared at the ceiling. She saw his face hover over her and he bent down and kissed her full on the lips, his tongue attempting to gain access to her mouth. She tried to resist but his hand squeezed her breast heavily and twisted her nipple until she opened her mouth to let out a moan of pain allowing his tongue to plunge in. His hands continued their assault on her breasts, then his mouth biting and suckling one nipple while the other was being savagely pulled and twisted by cruel fingers. He grabbed a large cube of ice; put it to her mouth, tracing her lips before following the contours of her chin, down her neck leaving a cold trail of water in its wake. The ice descended further through the valley of her cleavage, reached the swell of her breasts, back up to her now aching nipples. Ellie moaned as the ice numbed her erect teats and a whole new collection of sensations coursed through her body. Mr. Fezziwig reached out for a new piece of ice and then started the trail again from her ribs on a course for her naval. The ice circled her belly button before being replaced by his hot tongue licking and probing. The ice cube continued its descent and a gasp left her lips as the ice forged a trail through her pubic forest and onwards to the folds of her sex. Her legs parted slightly to allow the probing fingers holding the ice access to her pussy. The ice traveled the length of her slit and back, back and forth, the heat from her body in stark contrast to cold cube. She could hear him moving to position himself between her now wide open legs. With one deft movement he unzipped his trousers and pulled his stiff rod out into the open. The ice had melted but he dipped his freezing cold fingers into her vagina. She bucked her hips at the cold intrusion but it only lasted a moment as the heat from her pussy soon warmed his fingers. Her eyes closed, head swinging from side to side as his thumb teased her clit and fingers kept slipping in and out of her moistening cunt. He leaned over her and picked up another two chunks of ice with his other hand, she shivered as the cold water dripped on her breasts and torso. She could feel the head of his cock nudging against her pussy and her lips opened to accommodate him. He pulled her to the edge of the desk and lifted her hips before plunging his rock hard penis deep inside her. He pumped slowly and smiled as he could feel her pushing herself onto him forcing his manhood deeper inside her. He pulled out leaving his tool and her pussy pulsing, picked up the two ice cubes by his side and fed them into her hot cavern. She cried out in ecstasy as the cold melting ice in her molten valley sent a stunning sensation to every inch of her body. He slowly fed his hot cock into her again; he could feel the coldness of the melting ice on his tool as began to pump furiously. She almost came on the spot as the melting ice brushed against her 'G' spot. His fingers started to maul her breasts as he slipped in and out of her slippery tunnel. He moved her onto her side and kept up the ferocious pace, his bollocks slapping hard against her soft skin. He slapped her butt cheek as she squirmed below him, a red hand print forming on her silky white skin. Her breathing became ragged as her orgasm approached and she could feel her boss tensing as he reached his critical point. She shuddered as waves of pleasure swept over her body, her cunt suddenly filled with jets of his hot jism. He collapsed on top of her and they lay together with his softening prick inside her for a couple of moments as both slowly recovered. Mr. Fezziwig looked at the gorgeous woman below him, sweaty but with a contented look on her face, he smiled at her, his mind racing thinking of future fucking sessions with the lovely Miss Scrooge. "Congratulations Miss Scrooge you have passed the test, you will find a new contract on your desk first thing after the Christmas break, welcome to Fezziwigs!" The spirit looked at Ellie. "So you get a great deal of pleasure, or did, from being spanked and ordered around. Did you know you have submissive tendencies? Are they still there somewhere deep inside you or have you forgotten about pleasure completely now?" "I never thought of myself as submissive but the two moments from my past certainly seem to show I was" Ellie responded. "I don't let myself get involved with anybody now so I suppose it's a thing of the past." Ellie was perspiring quite heavily as she felt the cold fingers of the spirit slip under her nightdress and entering her sopping wet pussy. She was on fire after watching that display from her younger self and she ground her hips, pushing her hot pussy down onto the spirits hand. He rubbed her clit hard and fast with his thumb as first two, then three then four fingers pistoned in an out of her vagina. "Yesssssss, yessss, yesssss," she cried as she came furiously. She opened her eyes and she was back in her bedroom, lying on her back naked with her legs wide apart. Her cunt was dripping wet and her clit oh so sensitive and she wondered if it had been real or if she'd been dreaming. Had she been masturbating? She couldn't be sure. It had been a long time since she had even thought about masturbating let alone having an orgasm but the sensations coursing through her body made her wonder why she hadn't done this a long time ago. She looked at the clock on her bedside table, it said 12.59. To be continued