The Emir had decreed that since some, but not all Masters required blows to be counted, the women were at liberty to count, but not required to do so....Contestant one," said the Emir, "Come to the whipping dais."Kashiefa came forward and, as she had been instructed, removed her abaya and her finery."Which whip have you chosen?" asked the Emir.She spoke up in a clear and confident voice, "If it pleases the Master, the birch." Three strokes of the birch for a maximum of nine points," intoned the. The toys have to be delivered and I have to have the help or many children will be disappointed.” My mind was frantically searching for an excuse. “But Santa, I can’t. I have to stay here with the children. Plus there isn’t enough time to deliver all the toys.” He just smiled. “Debbie. I stop time on Christmas Eve to deliver the toys. You have all the time in the world but it is your job to help. It is your fault after all.” He glanced at the spot where the elf dress now lay. “Plus, as a reward. ‘You like that book baby girl?’ I asked. My voice a little deeper and commanding than normal. I think she caught on to it. There was a little pause as she rolled over and looked into my eyes. ‘Mhmm…’ she replied. Even though her reply was little more than a grunt, her voice still trembled slightly. ‘Does it turn you on?’ I asked as my arms wrapped around her. One hand around her hips and the other across her stomach, sliding up and groping her softly. ‘I don’t know. Maybe…’ She trailed off as I. “I don’t care,” Harry groaned back. He didn’t care if she came on him especially as he was going to explode inside her any second.Katie started buckling under his trusts and her arms gave away causing her upper body to slump down. Her legs started gliding apart but Harry kept her hips upright so that he could continue fucking her. “Fuck me harder Harry,” Katie gasped as a tremble went through her body entire body.Harry felt the beginning of his orgasm claim him in that moment as well. But just.