It was a KINKY Christmas!

I really do have a naughty stocking. I bought it at Target last year in the after Christmas sales for 99 cents. It's the traditional red felt with a white band around the top and approximately in the middle, the word "Naughty" is embroidered across it.

"Nice" is on the other side, but it's never been hung that way at my house.

I forgot to put it away with the other decorations last year, but since July it had been stuffed in a drawer. I pulled it out when we were decorating for Christmas and hung it on the pedestal light in our bedroom. I'd take a picture but we're not at home - instead, we're at my parents.

Still, after Santa visited in the early hours of Christmas morning, Chris let me open three presents he had wrapped in our special roll of Hallmark gift wrap - bright red paper inscribed over and over again with the large white letters that spell out Naughty.

I like such presents.

Now, we'd already had a naughty-and-nice Christmas with Iris and M, and I'd already been promised a great deal of explicit play with the remote control vibrating egg they generously gifted us. (Actually, the remote was for Chris, I got the egg). But Chris had more surprises in store for me - surprises that had arrived in a discreet brown box with the return addressee named "Shipper".

It quickly became obvious that Chris had happily gone shopping online - at Extreme Restraints. I must say, it is one of my favorite sex-and-fetish friendly portals. And Chris outdid himself this time.

There was the doggie-style enhancement strap, intended to assist us in achieving perfection while I'm in Chris's favorite position. That's bent over, legs apart, squirming and making little moaning noises.

And then there was a very special gift - one I've wanted for a long time. Plus, there was a book to give us tips on how to use it!

Yes, that's right.

It's a beautiful deerskin flogger. We've never owned a flogger before - and truthfully, I've only been flogged a couple of times. But those couple of times were enough for me to know that I'll love owning one. In fact, I'm likely to be greedy about Chris using it on me more than he might volunteer to on his own. I hope I'm not too pathetic, needy and naggy.

But it didn't end there! Santa Claus arrived in the middle of the night, and can you believe what he left in my stocking? To find in front of the Princess? (Thankfully, she was easily distracted.)

Without realizing quite what I was pulling from my stocking, my fingers found metal. Yes, I thought it was jewelry. But no...

it was a set of tweezer clamps.

And a Wartenburg wheel.

At this point, I think I was getting worried... but it was such a crazy day that I don't really remembered.

By the time I opened the set of 5 Alison Tyler books and Niki Flynn's Dances with Werewolves, I was laughing.

In case you worried that all Chris could think of to give me were sex toys, never fear. I also got a fantastic pair of red and white rain boots, and another pair of striped rain boots, as we now live in a wet, rainy environment and I did not have any waterproof shoes. And, you know, there was a bit of pretty jewelry, too!

I do love this wonderful, generous, kinky, toppy man. Even when he hurts me.