When my kinky billionaire boyfriend puts on a Santa suit, things heat up like Miami in July. This grumpy Dom can make being bad feel so so good.

Of course Matt left it all till the last minute.

It would be just a "quick" shopping trip to town by himself.

Add in a freak snowstorm and we are short one dad for Christmas Eve.

Cue the sleigh bells because Santa just burst through the door.

Fun was had by all but I recognize that gleam in Santa's eye.

I've been a bad girl this year and Santa has put me on the naughty list.

When I sit on Santa's lap I'm not sure if it's for funishment.

Or so much more.

Our playroom is filled with all the toys a billionaire can dream up.

It's a Dom's dream and will make any sub squeal in delight.

This year, Santa's plans will even make the elves blush.

I just hope the rope marks are gone by Christmas dinner.