I would like to take a moment to thank the little babydoll that helped Me write the chapters 3 and 5. Also for being My editor. This story was a melding of ideas by U/us both. Babydoll, I couldn't do this without you.
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The ceremony had been beautiful and had gone off without a hitch. After leading her down the togetherness path, they walked towards the shore. She kept pace, staying just one step behind as they made their way across the beach and reached the cottage. She felt the tug of the leash on her collar as he pulled her to his body, his hungry lips closing over hers as he captured her in his arms. The depth of his kiss sent shivers racing down her body, her hardened nipples pressing into his chest, rubbing deliciously against the silken shirt. The glorious feel of his hands running up and down her quivering body made her sex moisten and tingle. She whimpered softly into his mouth as his large strong hands cupped her ass cheeks firmly and squeezed, lifting her right off the ground as he continued searching her mouth with his tongue. She returned his kiss, her tongue entwining just as eagerly with his as she felt herself being carried into the cottage and to the center of the room where he ever so gently set her back down on the floor. His eyes stared into hers, blazing with such intensity.
"Kneel my succulent little slut." The words held no malice, they were said with passion and pride.
"Yes, my Master, my husband," she whispered up as she sank to her knees keeping her eyes locked on his, her heart racing and pounding so hard in her chest, thinking he could surely hear it over the sound of the waves lapping against the shore and the music and laughter of their guests.
"Lay over my lap my precious little babydoll," his hand cupped the side of her face as he sat on the chair he had placed there in preparation for this moment.
Her face leaned into his hand and her big brown eyes showed her longing to do his every bidding, Her voice catching in her throat as she answered, "Yes Master as you command me I shall do."
The words just rolled off her lips as gentle as a breeze, but he heard the conviction behind them and knew without a doubt that she was his forever and would willingly do whatever he asked of her. She slowly rose from her knees, pausing just long enough to allow him to let his eyes travel up and down her length and admire her delicious little body that he now legally owned and then laid over his lap. He helped adjust her so that she was leaned forward enough that her toes were barely touching the ground, her hands flat on the floor to brace and steady herself. Feeling a jolt of lust run through him it made his cock surge with desire as he took in the sight. Running his hand slowly down the graceful curve of her back, lingering his fingertips just a moment at the delightful little valley at the small of her back before sliding them up and over the swell of her tight little ass that he intended to use fully before this night was through. That thought knocked him out of his reverie and as he lifted his hand he said with a lustful growl, "Count for me princess."
She had been savoring the feel of his hands sliding slowly down her back, her body melting over his lap...no words being spoken as his touch calmed her, then she felt his hand land without warning. His command reaching her brain a millisecond after the sting that was now spreading outwards. "One Sir!" her voice rang out in shock, registering the surprise with which he had taken her. Her head had pulled up sharply as the first spank landed, then quickly hung back down, the long curls bouncing down around her face and pooling on the floor. She heard him MMmmm and felt his fingertip slowly tracing his hand print that was quickly raising on her ass that caused shivers to coat her body. His fingers moved tantalizingly slow and she soon began to slowly wriggle on his lap, his finger never losing it place as it followed the outline of his hand.
"MMmm, my sweet little slut, you have the most spankable little bottom," with that he raised his hand and brought it down on her other cheek with the same intensity and waited to watch that hand print form.
"Two Sir!" she couldn't help but moan as the burn set in.
Then he began anew, adding much less severe spanks, settling into a slow and steady rhythm, moving his hand just a fraction of an inch each time until he turned her ass a most tantalizing shade of pink and listened to her dutifully count out each spank for him. As he spanked, her legs would open and close and he could see her puffy little pussy lips become moistened and knew that when he touched her he would find her naughty little sex hot and wet and ready to be fucked. "Open your legs little one," her husband's voice was firm, a demand she knew she must obey.
"Yes Master," her voice was small and quivering as she spread her legs apart. The cool night air coming in the open window flowed between her legs and over her exposed charms and her body shivered noticeably. She knew he was going to inspect her, her face flushed hard and her stomach filled with butterflies. She was aware that he wanted her to be wet, yet it never failed that she felt embarrassment for being so aroused by his hand, his belt, a paddle or flogger. It didn't matter what he chose to use, it always had the same effect although she most enjoyed his hand on her flesh. Then she felt his fingers as they touched and she gave a quick gasp as little jolts of pleasure sparked through her quivering pussy.
"Oh you naughty little girl you," he teased her. "You are sopping wet, you wanton little slut!" He acted as if he were truly shocked to find her in such a state. He listened to her whimper, watching her squirm on his lap and made her wait for a few agonizingly long moments with two of his fingers wiggling just inside her before plunging them into her pussy. He never tired of feeling her silky softness and teasing her until the sexy yet prim and proper exterior was slowly peeled away revealing the even sexier unrestrained side that came out. Yes, he loved turning her into his obedient little slut and the more dirty little words and phrases he used the hotter she got and the more desperate she got for more.