[This story contains fantasy related scientific content and some people will find it is confrontingly perverse. It includes bdsm action, and other sexual contexts that some readers may find disturbing. Please find another story if you're a vanilla troll or can't handle the unusual.]
Why is it that the time leading up to the wedding always seems to fly by as the arrangements are sorted out. As each day went by it seemed that Clara's willingness and desire to please him only increased, as did their love for each other. It certainly proved to Lindsey that he had made the right selection when he picked her to be his next slave and dutiful wife. And it was about a week before he was supposed to leave to collect the new genetically modified Ariolimax.
Lindsey had driven Clara to her final fitting for the Spanish styled wedding dress when he got the text on his cell phone. It was from Tracey. It was telling him that she had left a message for him at the hotel desk when he checked in. Concerned it might have been about the Ariolimax he knew he would have to call her right away.
"Hello Tracey," Lindsey asked.
"Oh, hi babe," she said.
"How was your flight? You know you've saved me a week flying out to me." he asked.
"It was very long, but mostly pleasant. And you know I'm always happy to do what you want me to," she replied.
"Good. I've booked you an adjoining suite to the one Clara and I will have. I had Clara's maid of honour's red dress sent to the hotel. So can you go into the dressmakers there and make sure it is going to fit you right," Lindsay instructed her.
"Wow! You must be kidding me. Oh that's fantastic Lindsey, thank you so much. I'm happy to do that for you. Whatever you want, but don't forget I can't be away from my room for too long a time. Anyway, thank you again," Tracy stated.
"It's my pleasure. You've saved me a week and I wanted to express my gratitude for everything you've done. And yes I understand, that shouldn't be a problem. Later on, perhaps you might like to treat yourself to a trip to the spa, and I'd encourage you to make sure the Ariolimax in always looked after. But be careful with it won't you," Lindsey directed.
"Oh Lindsey you're a doll, that's way too much, but I'm sure I'd love that. And yes, I'll be careful," Tracy simmered.
"It's all nonsense gorgeous, you know that. You're about to become a rich young woman and I want you to feel as relaxed as possible. Just so you know, I told the hotel you can book up any shopping you want to do in the hotel to my room. So you go do some shopping and have some fun," he teased.
"Oh wow Lindsey that is too generous. It's not right you doing that for me. You know you shouldn't let me loose in a high-end fashion shop," Tracy laughed.
"Look Tracy, you've earnt that with everything you've done for me. You might not know that I have many property investments across Germany and Japan, so it's not possible for me to run out of money. The money is there to reward you for everything. What you've done is going to make me happy for many years. Oh, hold on, it looks like Clara is coming over. Sorry I've gotta go," explained Lindsey.
"Alright Lindsey, I know the Ariolimax is going to create a disciplined and eager slave slut for you, so I'll do as you say," Tracy acknowledged.
"Good. Well I'll see you soon I hope," Lindsey said before ending his call.
"So, how did you like the Spanish style wedding dress?" he asked, as Clara walked up to him and out of the fitting rooms.
"It's a really wonderful dress Lindsey. I think any man would be very happy to see it on me, and I know you'll love watching me take it off," laughed Clara.
"You know I will slut. You look good taking anything off and even better naked," Lindsey teased.
It was true, every straight man who was brash enough to stare at Clara knew she would look good in any clothing, and certainly naked, or in a pair of sexy sandals finished off with a teddy outfit.
"Let's finish up here and drive on home," Lindsey suggested.
"Hell yeah babe. Let's do it," Clara giggled happily.
They quickly left the shop, walked down the side lane and headed back to their vehicle. When they finally arrived home, they walked around to the back of the house as another shower of rain came across, and they entered via the glass plated back door.
Once inside, it wasn't long before Clara had stripped off her semi-wet clothes and set them on the leather seated chair by the backdoor. Lindsey smiled as he watched Clara disrobe and then as she walked by him. She had all the hallmarks of a true slave dedicated to his pleasure.
As he watched her, he commanded her, "go to the playroom slut and wait for me there."
"Yes daddy," Clara said, as she dropped her eyes, once again dutifully obeyed Lindsey's orders and walked to the playroom.
Lindsey called Tracey, and asked, "I hope you enjoyed your shopping. I've changed my mind and I want you to bring the Ariolimax to my house now."
"Must I come over now," Tracy asked, "I really wanted to try it out. I've heard these genetically modified Ariolimax are able to give a woman the most intense orgasms possible."
"You must! And you know you can't touch it with your flesh. You're right about the intensity of the orgasms though. In the demonstration I saw, the woman actually squirted for about a full minute during her orgasm," Lindsey laughed.
"Did you want me to attach it to her or are you going to do that," asked Tracy.
"I think it's best if you attach it, while she's looking at me. I want her able to look into my eyes while it enters her and begins to work on stimulating her pussy and her arse," explained Lindsey.
