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  "Excellent, you took that one extremely well,” Simon said as he took her other nipple and suckled it to make it hard. He held it between his teeth enough for her to feel the prick, but not enough to miss the brush of his tongue over her hardened, needy tip.

  As Rick finished up, Simon kissed her again as he had the first time. She drew his tongue into her throat and wished it had been his cock. Her body bucked as she fought her restraints.

  "Please, may I..."

  "Not yet,” Simon said. “Rick, can you give us a few minutes?"

  "Of course. I'll be up front with a tattoo. By the way, your lady has the perfect body for one of my creations."

  "We'll let you know."

  "You got it."

  Rick left them alone. Simon went to the foot of the table and gazed at her beautiful body. Her legs up in the stirrups afforded him a perfect view of the heat as it threatened to erupt from her. He could tell how hard she fought her body and loved her for obeying him as she had.

  "You have been very good, my sweet Charlotte."

  "Thank you, my lord and master."

  The numbness had started to wear off and Simon could see the arousal in her breasts rising as it built to full desire. She dripped a drop of cum from her slit and he smiled as he sat on the stool and wheeled himself between her legs.

  He lapped at her with long lazy strokes and she pushed herself to give him better access. His tongue entered her and he drank from her. The piercings came alive as she felt every bit of thin gold wire in her body. Her hands clenched as he drove her.

  "Does my slave wish to come for me?"

  "My God, yes, master ... yes ... oh..."

  She didn't hear him unzip his trousers; she only felt his cock at her entrance as he pressed it inside her. She writhed back and forth to take him, her need overwhelming. Her hands clenched as her body reacted to all the different things assaulting it at once. Her breathing quickened as she worked on him.

  He drove her over the edge and commanded her to release everything she had.

  "I want to drown in you, Charlotte. I want to fuck you so senseless..."

  "I beg you, my lord, do it.” Tears streamed from her eyes as she fought to be close to him while she tried to free her body to wrap herself around him. Simon saw her deal with the pain and enjoy it as he rammed himself deep into the waiting cavern he knew as her pussy. He bent over her as he did and pulled her head up, his hands supporting her neck. She strained to meet him and as he felt the start of the combined emotions, he kissed her.

  He took her screams into his body as he drove her as far as he could take her.

  "Mine,” he stated. “You are mine and no one else's. You will never be touched by anyone but me. I love you, Charlotte."

  "I am yours, never to be touched by anyone but you. I love you, Simon. You are mine."

  "Mine!"

  Chapter 5

  Allistair drove Simon and Charlotte to the small wood-framed white church in Pipestem, West Virginia. They settled into the long ride to the church, Simon's arm protectively around his wife-to-be. Since the first threat, there had been no more, but Simon knew the senator involved and knew the man was mean enough to carry it out.

  Charlotte sensed his concern and looked at him.

  "How can I take my master's mind off the things bothering him?"

  "Being here, my sweet Charlotte."

  "There must be..."

  He pulled her into a kiss, deep and passionate but filled with urgency and fear.

  "I can't lose you. Not now, not ever."

  "I love you, Simon, more than anything in my life. I will always stand at your side..."

  "Charlotte, one thing about being my sub is you still have your life. You have a business..."

  "...That runs itself. Since I put Jessica in charge, they haven't missed me. I want to give myself to you every second of every day of our lives."

  "Charlotte, I love you. I searched for many years to find you and now, this is all threatened."

  "Trevor will handle it."

  "But what if the son of a bitch gets to you first?"

  "My knight will protect me."

  "I pray I don't fail you."

  "You won't. I trust you to keep me safe, as my master said he would."

  Her hand slid to the zipper of his pants and easily slid it down. She freed him to her touch and Simon adjusted his position to give her better access to his waiting cock. She teased him with the tip of her tongue as she licked a drop of pre-cum from his slit. She took his head into her mouth and her tongue played over it as she felt his cock swell more.

  "Does Master Simon wish me to do anything special?"

  "My cock needs release, slave Charlotte. Satisfy it."

  "Yes, master, gladly."

  Charlotte knew how this would take his mind off everything but her and it pleased her she could do this for him, for them. She took him a little deeper and teased him, his body stiffening to the divine torture of her mouth's caress. Charlotte went further and while she moved up and down on his cock, her fingertips teased his balls. Simon groaned and she smiled.

  His hands went to her head, his fingers tangled in her gorgeous mane of hair. His hips moved to meet her pace while he pressed her face closer. Simon exploded with a growl as Charlotte took every drop of his cum and begged for more before she withdrew and gazed at him through a sated haze.

  Simon looked at her and she saw fear in his eyes as he gently pushed her back on the floor of the limo and pulled at her clothes. Feeling relief she'd be dressing right before the ceremony, Charlotte stopped him, then she undid the buttons of her blouse and pulled her skirt up over her hips. His groan at the sight in front of him pleased her.

  "You minx. I love you, Charlotte."

  "Then fuck me senseless and make it my last act as a single woman. Please, Simon, I beg my master..."

  Simon removed his pants and drove his gorgeous cock deep into her pussy. She cried out at the force of it but loved the natural power of the man she loved. Her legs went around him as she pulled him closer to her. His lips went to her breast and played with the piercings.

  "You have magnificent tits, woman. I'm glad I'm the only one who sees them."

  "You have a magnificent cock, master, and I refuse to share you."

  Those words pushed him over the edge and he drove into her. As his thrusts kept a heated but frantic pace, Charlotte pushed herself up to his waiting lips.

  "Play with me, master, please. I am your toy."

  Charlotte knew all the words to make him feel good and thankful he'd found her. Natural drive took over as he pounded her. He kissed her deeply, his tongue following his cock's example. He tasted her and the remnants of his own release as frenzy overwhelmed him. When he exploded inside her, he screamed her name.

  "Charlotte, my slave, my wife, I don't deserve you."

  "Simon, it is I who is not deserving of the gift you've given me."

  He collapsed to her side but refused to stop as his tongue played with her nipple rings. His fingertip went to her clit and stroked it while his cock swelled again within her.

  "My God, woman, you are so wet and hot."

  "Only for you."

  He pulled her close to him and held her.

  "Has my master's slave pleased him?"

  "More than you'll ever know. I love you, Charlotte Anderson, and I will spend the rest of my life pleasuring you and keeping you safe from harm. You wear my collar and with it comes responsibility, not only for you but also for me. I have put my mark on you and I love you more than life."

  "I accepted your collar and want to please only you. Your pleasure is mine. You are a wonderful master and I wish only to be a good slave."

  "You are my Dominant, mistress, as I have become your submissive."

  He kissed her as they basked in the remnants of the powerful emotions filling them. She had made him feel better, a feeling he hoped never to lose.

  "What state are we in?"

  "Still in Virginia.
Why, my sweet, sweet Charlotte?"

  "Would master fuck his slave again once we cross the state line? I kind of like being fucked in different states while on the road."

  "Then you'll love where we're going for our honeymoon."

  "And where is that?"

  "My surprise."

  She smiled. Simon went back to playing with her nipple rings and she arched to him.

  "Twice in Virginia..."

  "Anything. Tell me what to do."

  "I want my slave on her knees."

  "Yes, master,” Charlotte said as she rose to her knees with her hands behind her. He moved behind her and cupped her breasts, his thumbs playing over her extremely sensitive nipples. His hardened cock danced in her hands but she would not take it until he commanded.

  "Take it, Charlotte, and make me come over your beautiful ass."

  "Yes, master.” Charlotte's hands were wrapped around his cock as he thrust between them. His hands played over her nipples before he slid one between her legs.

  "Remember, do not come until I give permission."

  "Yes, master,” she gasped as she could sense he was close to climax. She felt his fingers slide within her soaked pussy and she spread her legs to allow him further access. She gasped as his lips touched her neck and traced the length of it to her shoulder. Charlotte had gone to the same edge with him and her body begged him for release. She fought to hold her orgasm as she cried out.

  "Please, Master Simon, I need to come for you. Please, may I..."

  "Not yet.” She groaned her answer and he smiled. “My slave will do anything to please me?"

  "Yes, master, yes!"

  "Then come, mistress."

  Charlotte screamed his name as her body shook out of control. She felt the heat of his semen in her hands and on her back. Though her arms hurt from the position they were in, she pumped him until he no longer had anything to give her.

  His fingers kept their divine assault of her pussy going and she reveled in the aftershocks of a spectacular orgasm. He gently withdrew them and she fell onto the seat of the limo, the cool leather bringing her out of her haze. She had no sense of anything but his presence and she languished in his glow.

  "Master..."

  * * * *

  Charlotte woke a short while later. She found herself in the center of a huge bed on satin sheets. She stretched over the softness and stopped.

  "What a glorious sight, my sweet, sweet Charlotte. I hunger to take the heat from you."

  "If my master wishes it."

  "You are perfection,” Simon complimented as he buried his face within the velvet folds of her hot, waiting pussy. She spread her legs wider as she curled up to him. His hands held her down as they gently tugged at her nipple rings. His tongue thrust into her and she held her breath. She could feel his smile and knew he wanted to keep her as aroused as possible before he would allow her to let the floodgates open.

  She felt the sensation come over her and held his head against her.

  "Please, may I love my master?"

  "No, Charlotte, this is for you and only you."

  He continued his siege of her and held her on a pinnacle, where she fought the urge. No matter what, his sub would please him by not coming until he gave her permission. As he took her to the very edge, he tugged her nipples as far as her body would allow without lifting her off the bed.

  "Now, mistress. Now."

  "Simon!"

  "I want to drown in your sweet honey, woman. Let me feast on your delicious desires."

  "Anything, master, anything."

  Another tug to her nipple rings sent electric shocks through her. She came again and again as she screamed his name. She begged him to let her love him and he told her no.

  Charlotte fell back, exhausted but floating.

  Simon could see her haze-filled eyes and grinned with the knowledge he had caused it.

  "Go in and take a shower, my lovely sub. Your clothes will be waiting for you when you come out. One thing first."

  "What, master?” she asked.

  She heard him pull a case from his bag and unzip it. She smiled.

  "Thank you, master."

  Simon rubbed warmed cream over her mons and between her legs. She opened her legs wider to give him more room as he shaved her. The trust she felt for him had become infinite and without hesitation. Once he finished, he wiped the remnants of the cream from her, then kissed her denuded skin.

  "Mine, Charlotte."

  "Yours, Simon.

  He brought her back to the present when he tongued her navel ring. Another shock coursed through her and she smiled. He helped her up and she walked seductively into the bathroom and showered as he bade her. When she came out, her wedding gown lay across the bed with white thigh high stockings and the shoes she had picked out on the shopping trip the day before.

  Quickly, she dressed and loved the touch of the soft dress against her skin. She wore no lingerie and felt no reticence about going to church like this. Simon knew what he wanted and she trusted him.

  She busied herself brushing her hair when she sensed him watching her.

  "Master?"

  She went to her knees, her hands behind her, the movement natural and second nature.

  "Very good, slave.” He helped her up and kissed her before he led her to the dressing table, where he sat her on the small bench in front of it. He brushed her hair and loosely piled it on her head with the same clips he had given her for their first encounter. Then he placed a set of matching gold earrings on her lobes. She gasped to see how complete she looked.

  "My gorgeous wife. Not even Mother Nature surpasses you."

  "Or your handsome body and soul."

  He kissed her lightly so as not to smear her make-up. He gazed at her and fell deeper in love.

  "Are we ready?"

  "Yes, my husband. I am more than ready."

  * * * *

  The small church stood as a tribute to times gone by. Situated in a remote area, it had a romantic air to it. When they entered, Trevor met them and introduced his wife to Charlotte.

  "I'd like you to meet my wife, Blair."

  "It's a pleasure. Could I ask a favor?"

  "Sure."

  "Would you stand for me? I couldn't think of anyone to ask, my mind's been in such a daze."

  "I'd love to. Trev figured Si would forget something in trying to pull this off. He loves you more than I've ever known him to love anyone else."

  "I'm so damned lucky."

  "I'm the lucky one, sweet Charlotte,” Simon told them. “My thanks, Blair."

  "Anytime, Si."

  "Wait a minute, Simon,” Trevor began, “before this goes any further, what Simon has neglected to tell you is that Blair is his twin."

  Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief; the fear Blair wouldn't understand their relationship immediately non-existent.

  "I love the collar. My brother has good taste in both women and jewelry. You are perfect for him and, I guarantee, he learned the art from the best."

  "I know. I trust him completely."

  "That's all he wants from you. That and unconditional love."

  "It is. It is."

  * * * *

  "I now pronounce you man and wife, master and slave. You may now kiss your sub."

  Simon pulled his wife close to him and kissed her deeply. The others left them alone in the small, intimate sanctuary of the centuries old church to wait for them outside. Simon and Charlotte took no notice of the fact while his kiss deepened with more passion and desire for her than he'd ever experienced before.

  Charlotte broke the kiss to gasp for air. He smiled as he drew her close.

  "Where did everyone go?"

  "They've left us alone to say our own vows and finish the ceremony."

  He took her to the altar and together, they lit two candles. They stepped back a little and then Simon turned her to face him.

  "Down on your knees, slave, and open for me.” Obediently, Charlotte knelt and
spread her legs for him as her hands automatically went behind her.

  "Your wish for me, master?"

  "Look at me, my lovely sub."

  She did and saw the smile she'd fallen in love with, the eyes holding her gaze.

  "My Sweet Charlotte, my lovely sub, my mistress and now my wife. I love you more than my own existence. Before you lightened my life, I searched for the one woman who could fulfill my needs while experiencing the greatest pleasure imaginable. I found you, slave, and put my collar on you after you freely accepted it. I

  love you, Charlotte, and I will never let anything happen to you. On this day, I married you for a lifetime of commitment and servitude. You have blessed my life with joy and, for that, I thank you. I love you, Charlotte."

  "My master, my husband, my Simon. I love you more than my own existence. Before you came into my life and enslaved my heart and soul while taking my body, I had no idea what a relationship could entail. You've shown me the erotic and I love it. I found you by chance, and have taken your collar as a symbol of my servitude and love for you. On this day, I married you for an eternal commitment and servitude. You have given me more joy than I ever imagined possible and for that, I love you and never want to leave your side."

  "Mine."

  "Yours."

  He helped her to stand and held her hands behind her. This one small act pushed her breasts up to him for his inspection and he grinned.

  "You have the most glorious tits I've ever kissed and played with. You are perfection, my mistress."

  "So are you. Have I told you lately how magnificent I think you look?"

  "Yes, but keep reminding me."

  Simon used his free hand to take a handful of hair and press her lips to his. The kiss rocked them and she looked at him as they fell back a little.

  "Simon, what are you afraid of?"

  "Losing you, Charlotte."

  "You won't, I swear."

  He took her outside to meet the others and they decided to have a small reception after dinner. In the meantime, Simon took Charlotte back to the hotel. Once inside their suite, he locked the door and went to her. He gazed at perfection and smiled.

  "Did my slave want to do something at the church?"

  "Yes, master, I did."