Triple Major

by Lana Hartley

  At the intimate reception, I am heartened by all the toasts. This elite set of sweet people makes it known that I am family to them. Before this, I had lost everything and I was happy to shed the layers of my past. But now, being included with this wonderful group of people, I realize what I was missing...a sense of camaraderie and inclusion that I have never had before. My relationships were always abusive and torturous, but Jeremy has changed all of that. I knew I would have him and that's enough, but this extra host of people that I can trust and who will be good to me is an added bonus.

  Jeremy makes a toast, "To my lovely wife, a vision today. May this special occasion commemorate all that we have and all that we will do together. You are mine, officially now and I can't wait to start my future with you."

  I kiss him in thanks, and the rest of the night is a blur of champagne, and ocean waves, beautiful food, and a fun party atmosphere.

  Jeremy, however, steals me away before the guests are done. They will probably be up all night. But he, my new husband, is ready to have his own fantasy come true which is to bed me. Everyone celebrates as we make our way to the honeymoon suite.

  Once inside I feel the flash of Jeremy's hot breath on me immediately. He cannot wait. His lips are all over mine. He's got me pinned to the door and he's snatching off my dress. All the day's work to beautify myself is coming undone in this one carnal moment. I set everything aside and my mind is focused only on him. I let him slide my dress down my body so it's around my high heeled feet on the floor. His eyes become hungry when he sees the special lingerie I've picked out. I'm glad I took the time to get fitted for it and to make it extra appealing because Jeremy seems to be appreciating my efforts. I am his wife now and I will seek to impress him every day with my body, my actions, and with how dedicated I am to him. He takes me in his arms and throws me onto the bed. He is all over me, pulling at the lingerie, his teeth removing the garter that's been hidden from him all day, and then he pulls out a special set of handcuffs. They're white and I guess it's to acknowledge the day. I pull my hands over my head and he locks my wrists around the bed post.

  "This is your new reality," he says in a dark tone and I wonder what I'm in for.

  Before I can assimilate to what's happening he pulls from his bag a special treasure, it's the Lapis Lazuli knife, my favorite one. My breath quickens at the idea of him using it on me. I am not disappointed because soon he is trailing the blade across my naked body. I'm trying not to move but the mood is so dark and terrifying that I can't help but breathe deeply. My chest rises and falls in anticipation. He gingerly pulls the knife down my torso to my pussy that is wet with desire. Soon his fingers are in me and his mouth is upon me and I am tied up, with no way to fight back or to win this round. He's got me right where he wants me and it's right where I want to be for the rest of my life. The darkness in me acknowledges the darkness in him and we are unified for the rest of eternity.