We eat lunch in the dining room. Julian has prepared filet mignon and salad. It’s delicious. Even though Julian has maids preparing amazing meals at all his residential properties, and he can have anything in a snap of a finger, he still knows how to prepare meals if he so feels like it. In my mind that is definitely sexy.
We finish lunch and go into the living room to drink our coffee.
“So how have you enjoyed yourself thus far, Cheryl?” Julian asks, raising an eyebrow and taking a sip of his coffee.
“I’m having so much fun.” I smile and take a sip of my coffee.
“As you know, I am able to travel for as long as you like. I can work from my laptop. I want you to tell me when you’d like to settle down in my main residential property in Switzerland.”
I’ve been having so much fun on our honeymoon that I haven’t really thought about it. I didn’t even know I had an option. Julian appears to be giving me full control in that area of our married life together. It appears like it is totally up to me whether we continue to travel the world for many months to come or settle down. It was completely the opposite case in my life with Derek. For Julian to offer me this option just makes me love him all the more.
“You don’t have to tell me now,” Julian interrupts my thoughts. “Just wanted to let you know that the decision is yours to make.”
My heart flickers as I realize how happy I am with Julian.
“As you know I carry around a gun with me at all times, as most members of my society do,” Julian says, abruptly changing the subject. “I want to give you something for your own protection.”
Julian pulls out a Taser from his pockets and hands it to me. “I want you to carry this at all times. As you know I am very adamant about your protection. Even though I know where you are at all times, although highly unlikely, I might not be able to get to you as soon as I’d like to. I may be mistaken, but I don’t think you want to carry around a gun yourself.”
I take the Taser, glance at it, and look up at Julian. “Thank you, honey,” I whisper, feeling somewhat nervous that this might relate to Derek.
We finish off our coffee in silence. Although I know the great security measures that Julian takes is not just about Derek, I have a feeling it is mostly about Derek. Julian is a much better fighter, but Derek may use weapons or other devices in his fight for me and that thought sends a chill through me.
I grasp the Taser tightly in my hand, wondering if I would be able to carry around a gun. However, I sense that my natural instincts wouldn’t allow me to point and shoot a gun to kill a man that I used to love.
In the late afternoon, we take a five minute cable car up to Table Mountain. The ascent to the top of mountain has beautiful views.
Once we are on top of the mountain there are even more astonishing 360 degree views of Cape Town and the ocean. We are over one thousand meters above the city.
We watch as the sun begins to set over the city with the most brilliant colors of yellow, orange, and red—a classic African sunset. Julian stands behind me and holds me tight, enveloping my body with his muscular build. It feels so magical standing here in South Africa with the man of my dreams, watching the sunset.
On the way down in the cable car, the sky is already pitch black and the city below is lit up like millions of yellow dots.
Once back at our home in Clifton, we relax on our glass rooftop terrace overlooking the ocean. We are seated on a white couch in a cabana. We are sipping on champagne. I hear the sound of the ocean waves crashing along the shore. Julian lights a cigar and lets me take a few puffs.
Julian tells me a few more interesting details about himself. We’ve only be married for a little over five months, and I’m still learning so many new and exciting things about Julian.
Over the course of the evening, Julian tells me about his one year stay in Japan when he was nineteen and how he trained fourteen hours a day—two hours of meditation in the morning and the rest of the day training for his black belt in martial arts. He also spent time in eastern Tibet learning and practicing tummo yoga, a special type of yoga that allows one to gain control over body processes such as being able to withstand extreme temperatures. I listen with awe as Julian tells me about a man he met in Tibet nicknamed “The Iceman” who was able to do some extreme things such as jog without his shirt in minus twenty Celsius weather for five to six hours straight. The man is in the Book of World Records.
In Julian’s world there is no such thing as ordinary. As a secret society member, multi-billionaire, and a fifth degree black belt martial artist who has traveled the whole world before the age of thirty-one, he is filled with fascinating stories to share with me.
I know Julian hasn’t told me even half of his life story yet. However, I know more about him than I’ve ever known about Derek, who was very secretive and mysterious. Knowing so little about Derek made me feel like I was simply his lover, a trophy at best.
Although Julian has referred to me as his trophy wife, I feel like I am much more than just that to Julian. I can listen to him for hours on end without getting bored. He is more than just my husband, he is my best friend.
Julian can see that I am deep in thought and as he continues talking and telling me about his training, the people he knows, and his travels, he stops at one point, takes my hand, and leads me into our living room. We take a seat and I see two pieces of paper on the coffee table. I sense he has something exciting in store.
“I have the ravishment agreement ready if you’d like to take a look.” He hands me one of the sheets of paper and I read it.
Ravishment Agreement
Cheryl Lynn Stone, hereinafter referred to as Submissive, do of my own free will, and being of sound mind and body, do hereby offer myself in consensual submission to Julian Stone, hereinafter referred to as Master, for the entire period of the relationship.
This agreement may be terminated by either party only in the event of breach of contract. This agreement can be reviewed, negotiated and rewritten, or terminated.
Provisions of Contract:
1. Submissive agrees to obey to the best of her ability, and to devote herself entirely to the pleasures and desires of Master.
2. Submissive also renounces all rights to her own pleasure, comfort, or gratification except insofar as permitted by Master.
3. Master accepts full responsibility of Submissive. This includes but is not limited to: Submissive’s survival, health, physical well-being, and mental well-being.
4. Master further agrees to listen to Submissive’s concerns with a clear and open mind.
5. Master shall not inflict physical harm upon Submissive, which might require the attention of someone outside the relationship.
6. Submissive agrees at all times to make her body readily available to Master for his use.
7. Submissive agrees to resist Master’s sexual advances for the purpose of ravishment role playing.
8. Submissive agrees to wear any and all clothing Master chooses.
9. Submissive agrees to accept the responsibility of using a safe word when necessary.
10. Submissive acknowledges that the safe word is “heaven.”
11. Master accepts the responsibility of assessing situations in which Submissive calls safe word and will, to the best of his ability, make judgment on whether to modify the activity or stop the activity entirely.
12. Master agrees not to punish Submissive for the use of a safe word.
13. Submissive agrees to address Master as “Master.”
14. Submissive agrees to speak respectfully to Master at all times, including times not spent during role play.
15. Master may address Submissive in any way he so chooses.
16. Master agrees to furnish Submissive with a symbolic token of ownership.
17. Submissive agrees to wear this symbol at all times.
18. Submissive agrees and understands that any infractions of this agreement, or any act Submissive commits that displeases Master,
will result in ravishment.
19. Submissive understands that failure to comply with Master’s orders will result in a more severe ravishment.
20. Master will explain the reason for ravishment either before, during, or after.
Signed, this ___day of ___, ___.
_________________________
Master
_________________________
Submissive
“The symbol of my ownership over you is your wedding ring.” Julian hands me his Mont Blanc pen. “Are you ready to sign?”
I consider this briefly. Yes. I’m fully ready. It is such a turn on for me to be Julian’s submissive. I love and trust him so much.
I sign my name on the two copies of the Ravishment Agreement without hesitation and then watch as Julian signs and dates both copies. He turns and grins at me.
“You’re all mine,” he growls in a low tone.
Julian leads me into the bedroom and takes out something from his leather suitcase. It’s a black face mask like criminals and robbers wear! He puts it on and all I see are his eyes glaring down at me. “Remember the safe word is heaven.”
I nod my head, excited.
“You will be overpowered and forced to surrender.”
I nod my head again, this time feeling nervous as well as excited.
“I want you to go out onto the terrace and enjoy the view. I will sneak up on you unexpectedly, grab you, and overpower you. Are you okay with this?” Julian examines me and I can tell in his fierce primal eyes that this turns him on and he needs this.
I feel my inside clench in anticipation. I have never done this before, but it sounds so exhilarating.
“Yes,” I whisper.
I make my way out onto the rooftop terrace and stand gazing at the view of the dark ocean and the many millions of glistening white stars above in the pitch black sky. I wait for Julian to approach me.
I stand gazing out over the ocean for a while but still Julian has not made a move. I listen to the ocean waves crashing onto the shoreline. The full moon is shining brightly, reflecting white light onto the ocean water.
Suddenly, I feel Julian grab my stomach tightly and place his hand over my mouth. I cry out loudly in surprise, but my yells come out muffled against the palm of his hand. I resist him, trying to get away, getting into the victim mindset.
I am already eager to be fucked and ravished by him. I get a whiff of Julian’s delicious manly, spicy cologne. I love the smell of Julian!
Julian’s hand comes away from my mouth as he quickly pulls both my hands behind my back and ties them tightly with rough rope.
“No, stop, let go of me,” I plead.
“I won’t hurt you if you listen to me,” he growls into my ear. Something fierce and primitive grips my core.
I try and get into the victim mindset but it’s so fucking hard. Julian is my weakness and as desirable as the most tempting dessert.
“Help, help, someone help,” I cry out.
Julian places a piece of duct tape over my mouth.
He grabs my neck. “I’m going to fuck you in the bedroom,” he whispers into my ear.
He tosses me up on his back like a potato sack and strides across the terrace and inside our home. I slam his back with my fists as I squirm.
“Let go of me!” my words come out muffled through the duct tape. My struggle is futile as his arms are firmly clamped over my legs and my rear end.
In the bedroom, he throws me onto the bed. I land on my side, my arms tightly tied behind my back with rough rope. I look up and see Julian’s eyes glaring down at me through the eye holes of the black face mask as he takes off his pants and boxer briefs. I watch as his hardness springs free. I realize with this duct tape over my mouth, even if I wanted to use the safe word right now I couldn’t. All my muscles down below clench with eagerness. This is so fucking hot.
Julian gets on top of me, while I am squirming with my hands tied behind my back. He rips off the duct tape from my mouth. He rests his body weight on top of me, completely subduing me.
“No, no,” I wail. I twist and writhe underneath him, trying to free myself from his merciless hold, but it’s in vain. He’s much stronger than me.
“Shh,” he whispers as he cups a hand over my mouth. All I see are his piercing blue eyes glaring at me through the eye holes of the black face mask.
I am completely turned on, breathing deep and heavy as I stare into the eyes of this raw, primal man. My inner core is awake and aching for him to be inside me.
He reaches for something in his pocket. A ball gag! He puts it into my mouth so I can’t scream. Holy fuck this is hot. It is so primal to be ravished. My heart is pounding wildly inside my chest.
“Open,” his gruff voice rumbles. He pries my legs open, gets in between them. Forcefully, he shoves his full length inside me. I scream, but it comes out muffled and inaudible.
He lunges in and out of me, fucking me at a rapid, hardcore pace as if in a rush to cum inside me. I savor his wild, feral thrusting. I feel completely taken, at his mercy, and loving it.
He is fucking me with sharp, fast strokes and I feel the brisk friction hitting up against my inner walls. The culmination is building up and I spread my legs wider, just as he stiffens and releases his hot fluid inside me. I moan as I climax right after him, climaxing harder than ever, intense pleasure shooting throughout my entire body. Tear spring from my eyes and flow down my cheeks. Fucking amazing!
“I love you,” he whispers against my forehead, bathing my forehead with warmth, marking the end of the role play. He gently takes the ball gag out of my mouth and withdraws his length.
He lifts himself off me, lays on his back, and pulls me into his chest. I cuddle up to him, with my hands still tied behind my back. I could get used to this.
I bask in the afterglow of my intense orgasm as I am being held tightly in Julian’s arms. I listen to his palpitating heart and fall into a very deep, restful sleep. I sense Julian untie my hands shortly after.
CHAPTER SEVEN
In the morning, Julian awakens me. He has planned a very intense adventure for us this morning. We are going Great White shark diving. I realize these past few months of being married to Julian is enough adventures for ten lifetimes. Life is never ordinary with Julian.
Julian and I get dressed and ready for our day. We are picked up from Cape Town and driven to Bansbaai. We are taken to the diving area in the ocean via a ten minute boat ride. Once the boat has stopped, the two African men leading the expedition, attract the sharks with a rubber seal that has real animal blood on it.
From the boat, I gaze wide-eyed as five Great White sharks swarm in the water, hungry for blood. I can’t believe I’m doing this! Although I’m extremely nervous, I know Julian wants to me have exhilarating memories with him and this is a once in a lifetime experience. That’s why I have let Julian talk me into this insane activity.
In our scuba outfits, we are both placed into a thick-barred cage, and lowered into the water. It feels safe being in the impenetrable cage and next to Julian I feel safe even in shark-infested waters.
I watch with amazement as a few five meter long Great White sharks swim past the cage, their eyes and teeth looking deadly and ravenous.
I am stunned when a six meter long Great White shark brushes past the cage and I realize I am only a few inches away from this majestic, domineering, fear-inspiring creature.
I am feeling nervous, fearful, and exhilarated all at the same time. Huge amounts of adrenaline pump through my blood. This is just like all the other wild things I have done with Julian that I will never forget.
We are pulled out of the water and come out of the cage. Julian has a huge boyish smile on his face indicating that he enjoyed himself. Julian examines me and seeing that I look happy, he whispers, “That’s not it for today.”
“What else do you have planned?” I smile.
“You’ll have to wait and see.” Julian smiles boyishly and wraps his arms around me as
we are taken back to shore. Julian informs me that it was his second time diving with the Great White sharks and it’s just as intense as the first time.
In the afternoon, after lunch, we head to another diving site. This time we are scuba diving minus a cage with Cape Fur seals. When we get under the water, I am surprised when six seals curiously come right up to us, observe us, and then swim away. Julian and I hold hands and watch as the seals playfully interact with each other and perform water “hydrobatics.”
In the evening we come back to our home in Clifton and have dinner which has been prepared by the maid. Then, we unwind on the rooftop terrace with a glass of red wine.
Julian tells me more about his childhood and teen years and I share more about my childhood. I mention that I’d love to go to the Czech Republic one day since I’ve only been once when I was really small and I don’t remember much.
I realize that most of my life I’ve spent in New York. I thought I was happy there, but it is not until I met Julian did I realize what true happiness is. I recall that Julian once asked me what I thought true happiness is.
“I think I know what brings happiness,” I murmur.
Julian raises an eyebrow and smiles. “Go on,” he encourages.
“Being in love,” I whisper as I gaze into Julian’s sparkling eyes.
He grins. “Well that’s close enough.”
We sip our red wine and stare at the millions of stars above us and the white full moon. It’s a windy night and the waves are crashing very loudly against the shore.
I spot a shooting star, streaking the sky with a line of white as it flies across the black sky. Julian spots it as well. We stare at it in amazement.
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