by Christy Poff
"Now, before you become upset at what I am about to do to you, I want you to know I have consulted with the family doctor in Virginia and he told me this is very safe to do. So relax and enjoy."
Simon uncorked the bottle of Vin Charlotte 2004 and poured a small bit into one of the glasses. He swirled it around and sniffed it, satisfied with color and bouquet. He tasted it and smiled.
"Well?” she asked.
He poured a little bit into the second glass and let her taste it as he supported her head while she sipped.
"Simon, it's delicious!"
"Not as delicious as you, my sweet Charlotte."
Simon ran his tongue along her body, concentrating on her nipples, belly piercing, and her pussy. Instinctively, she spread her legs for him and he lapped at her, enjoying his feast. He came back to her and kissed her. She unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it from his jeans, then unzipped the denim pants. He helped her when he removed the rest of his clothes and stood naked before her.
She reached for his erect cock and held him, caressing the velvety skin.
"Are you ready to learn how to taste wine?"
"Anything you wish, master."
He smiled and poured some more of the pink colored liquid into his glass. After he set the bottle aside, he meticulously dripped the wine over her skin. It welled in her navel and the valley between her breasts, then ran down the sides of her tits from her firm buds. He moved toward her neck and dripped a little in the valley underneath her chin. He poured more and concentrated on her pussy next.
The chill of the wine sent thrills through her. She refused to move, as she didn't want to lose the tiny pools he had created on her. She laid her arm out to the side and out of the way while her other one reached for him, her hand teasing him.
"Look up, my darling."
She gasped when she saw the mirrored ceiling and his artwork. She gazed at her body, covered in wine, and loved the sensations it caused in her. Her pussy clenched as she felt it begin to crème. She shivered a little and caused the tiny pools to sway back and forth.
"You are my pallet, Charlotte, and I will drink from you."
"As you wish, master."
He gave her another sip and put the glass aside. He kissed her and teased her nipples as he did. His hand moved down her side to her pussy and he inserted two fingers into her soaked and hot cunt.
"Your cunt begs for my attentions, slave."
"Yes..."
"Your tits are not only gorgeous and seductive, but they taste better than fine wine. You are a vintage I plan to keep to myself."
"Thank you, my lord and master. How may I please you?"
"Letting me drink from you is what I want from you right now. I will lick every drop from you and when I'm done, I will start over."
"Simon...” she cried out as he finger fucked her. As soon as he knew she was ready, he crushed her mouth with his and kissed her while she came and drowned his hand. He pulled back and watched as the orgasm claimed her.
He came at the same time her hand furiously worked him. She writhed from her climax, the wine bathing her as it rolled from the valleys.
"Call to me, Charlotte."
"Simon."
"What does my slave want?"
"Fuck me, master, without mercy as you did last night."
"Very well, mistress. Your wish is my command."
Simon mounted his wife and drove into her. She arched to him, her body desperately needing to be close to him. She reached for him but he pinned her arms over her head and bent to lick her nipples. His free hand squeezed her breast as he teased the nipple. She gasped when he drew her breast into his mouth and suckled her.
Her body writhed, begging to hold him but he continued to restrain her.
"Open your eyes and watch us, Charlotte. Watch me fuck your radiant body. I want you to watch your orgasm take you to new heights while I make love to your beautiful tits. He thrust into her and smiled as he watched her breasts move up and down with his movement. “Watch us, Charlotte, while I love you."
"Yes, master...” she gasped as he drove her. She fought to free her hands, his grip firm. She lay back as climax after climax washed over them both. She cried out his name, desperation in her voice. “I need to touch you..."
Simon neared the edge and as he took her over it, he squeezed her breast while he nipped at the other nipple. She gasped, her breathing erratic, her body spent. When he released her hands, they automatically went under his arms and to his shoulders. She pulled him close and they kissed, hard and passionately.
"Fuck me while I hold you tight, husband of mine. I want your magnificent cock filling me. Please, master, use your slave as only you know how."
"My God, Charlotte, I love you,” he said as he kissed her. Simon obeyed her wishes and as they came together, she pulled him to her and dug her nails into his shoulders to make sure he wouldn't leave her. They called each other as their waves crested, then ebbed. He looked at her and smiled. “Mine."
"Yours,” she whispered as she lapsed off.
Simon drew back, slid off the table, then cradled her in his arms. She had reached the pinnacle and gone further before her body showed her who was boss. Now, with her pregnant, he would have to make sure he eased up. He wouldn't jeopardize her life or their baby's.
* * * *
A month after their marriage, they returned to the Virginia estate from their California honeymoon. Charlotte's pregnancy had been easy, though she had occasional bouts with nausea. Simon took care of her, always at her side.
He sat in the kitchen with a hot cup of coffee while she cooked breakfast for them. He watched her intently as she made French toast and eggs.
"My slave needs to be careful. I would hate for you to burn your gorgeous tits or anywhere else on your magnificent body."
"What does my master suggest?"
"I'll have to think about it. Maybe a black leather apron to cover the important areas."
"Not too much. I want you to be able to touch me wherever you want, whenever you want."
"As do I, but I want you safe."
Charlotte had stopped wearing clothes from the moment they returned from the Napa Valley. She wanted to feel the freedom nudity afforded her and she wanted her husband's touch anytime he wanted.
A favorite memory of hers went back to the library a few days before. She was reading, stretched out along the length of the leather couch near his desk. He read over ledgers for the winery but couldn't concentrate. He put down his paperwork, went to her, and stood over her, just gazing at her beauty.
Under the heat of his gaze, she moved her legs apart without a word. She heard his groan of approval, then felt his hot breath on her aching pussy. His tongue darted over her swollen clit and then drove into her entrance. Her book fell to the floor as she opened more for him. Her hand went to his head and held him as he drank from her.
His hand went to her slightly tender breast and squeezed it. He cupped it as his thumb brushed over her distended nipple. His other hand held her ass and as she drenched him, he pressed her to him, needing to be as close as possible to her.
Charlotte's body shook. The orgasm took her to a new height as she could hear nothing going on around her and her eyesight became hazy. She saw Simon and only Simon. She wanted to sit up but he held her in place.
Her struggle against his arm aroused him and his cock begged for release, the release only his sweet Charlotte could give him. Raw passion took over as he drew back, lifted her from the couch, and carried her upstairs to their playroom. Once inside, he locked the door, then took her to a dark corner, one hidden in the shadows.
Her breath caught when she saw an x-frame, only this one could be maneuvered into several different positions at her master's whim. She creamed more at the thoughts of what he might do to her.
Simon led her up to it, turned her, then restrained her to it with great care. He took her right hand and kissed it, then secured it with a silk-lined leather strap. He repeated the same
with her left hand. He moved to her feet and pressed kisses against her ankles before he laid the straps across them and hooked them into place.
"Beautiful."
"Thank you, master."
"My slave will not say a word aside from letting me know how she feels. I have no orders for you except to experience what we are about to do. Do not hold back, my sweet. I want to hear everything you're feeling."
As he spoke, he massaged her nipples and sent tiny shocks through her when he tugged on the nipple rings. She caught her breath and watched as he went to a drawer and pulled out a new gold chain.
"This chain is a little heavier than your first one,” he informed her as he attached the small clasps to each ring. He pulled out what appeared to be charms and attached them next, then stood back to make sure they dangled free of the chain.
"I have just applied nipple weights to your rings. Their purpose is to pull your nipple down..."
"I feel a stinging from them."
"Good, then you'll like what they do to you."
He laved over each bud with his tongue and heard her reaction as her breath caught. He smiled against her body as he trailed along her stomach. He tugged on the navel ring and then on it and the chain combined and she gasped.
He could smell her musky arousal; her personal identifying scent and his cock throbbed for her. Simon put aside his desires and concentrated on Charlotte's training. Though she had come to him an eager and natural submissive, he had yet to complete her training. The thought of her initial reactions to his dominance rocked him.
Simon stepped to a wall panel and pressed a button. The top of the frame slowly moved forward while her feet went back towards the wall. Her hands clenched as the weights pulled on her nipples and hung freely. Shocks went through her and her body followed the source. Simon gave the chain another tug and she cried out.
"Very good, Charlotte. Remember, do not hold anything back."
"Do I have master's permission to come?"
"Yes, sweet Charlotte you do."
"Thank you, my lord."
He pressed another button and the frame lifted her toward the ceiling. When it stopped, he stepped in beneath her and tongued her nipples. He nipped at one, then laved it and repeated the act with the other.
"Please, master..."
He kissed her hard, her eyes closed tight. His hand went to her pussy and rubbed against it. Charlotte drowned him as she came. His fingers slid inside and with three, he finger fucked her while he tortured her nipples with a small soft brush he pulled from his pocket. Charlotte's body rocked from the sensations he created, her hands clenched tight.
She cried out for more as the climax washed over her. She begged him for relief.
"No, slave. I want to keep you aroused and on the edge for a while longer."
"Then show me no mercy, master."
Her words struck him. Not one of his previous submissives had gone this far in training, while Charlotte fed on it. He went to another drawer and pulled out a black silk blindfold. After he kissed her, he tied it over her eyes, then went back to the wall panel.
She heard a motor start and felt the gentle lurch of the frame as it moved. When it stopped, she felt like she was on her side.
"I am adding another strap to secure my slave in her place."
"Thank you, master."
He placed it across her body just above her stomach. Then she felt a tug on the chain. Her body answered this and she heard his approval. His hand massaged her belly and she melted to him.
"Open to me, Charlotte,” he commanded, he wanted to know what she wanted him to do. Charlotte opened her mouth and tried to spread her legs more for him.
"Excellent, slave,” he complimented.
He rewarded her with what he knew she craved. He removed his pants and the silk boxers he preferred and stepped to her waiting mouth. She looked like a small bird waiting to be fed and he would do just that.
Charlotte eagerly took his cock and began working on him. She licked cum from his slit, then bathed him before she went down on him. He slid three fingers into her pussy and fucked her again as she matched his pace to take him. He marveled as her breasts hung free and moved in time with her movements.
"Take me, Charlotte. Take it all."
His hand pressed her head to him while his other drowned in her desires.
"Come, Charlotte."
She moaned as they exploded together. She drank every drop and drenched his hand as wave after wave crested over her. She fought to touch him, the restraints holding her in place. She drew back and swallowed, then gasped for air. Her head spun as he kept up his assault on her pussy.
"My dear, sweet Charlotte. Your tits are beautiful as they shake while you suck my cock and I lay claim to your glorious cunt. You are a wonder, my slave."
Charlotte's answer to his compliment was to seek out his cock and suck it again. He groaned as she did and continued his assault on her pussy as he added a fourth finger. As it slid inside her, he wiggled his fingers and drove her over the edge. She furiously went down on his engorged shaft and drew him out. She drank from his soul and greedily wanted more.
He pressed the switch and the frame straightened. She panted, like a dog needing water after a long run in a spring field. Simon pressed a bottle of water to her lips and she drank. His hand continued to make her come as he reached for two more leather straps. With one hand, he clumsily strapped them across her legs to pull her thighs further apart.
"I want to see your cunt exposed to me."
"Yes, please, whatever my master desires."
The touch of a cool damp cloth on her aching pussy sent chills through her. She felt the gel he used to shave her as he applied it, then the razor blade as he shaved her mons and her pussy. He massaged oil into her skin except over her clit and she knew what he would do next.
She felt him take her clit and tug on it as he attached a clit clamp. He pressed it together to hold it in place and the sting sent her reeling.
"Do not come, slave."
"I won't, master."
She felt a weigh attached and the slight pressure of her sensitive skin tugged away from her.
"Does my slave desire her lips pierced?"
"As my master desires. Please, may I come?"
"Not yet.” She groaned and he smiled.
He pulled a tray from the counter and picked out a pair of gold rings. He brought her to the edge and as she cried out, he pierced one side, then the other.
"I have pierced your labia with a pair of ringlets for your chain. What do you feel?"
"Like I've been jolted by an electric shock. Please, master, love me..."
Simon's mouth crushed hers as he brutally kissed her, no longer capable of holding back his feelings. He submitted to her wishes and loved her. Even though he had just pierced her, he drove his waiting cock into her and impaled his wife on his shaft. His need overwhelmed him as he took her without mercy.
She kissed him back as brutally as he kissed her, a perfect match. As he felt himself nearing the edge, he cupped her breasts and fingered her tingling nipples. As he filled her, he squeezed her soft breasts and kissed her hard.
Charlotte fought her restraints to no avail. Simon had made sure she wouldn't be able to move and it thrilled her even more. With complete trust in this man, she knew he would never do anything to endanger her or their growing baby. Charlotte understood her role completely and reveled in it. She surprised him when he drew back to take a breath.
"I am your wanting slave, ready to please and pleasure you whenever you desire. I want to always be naked for you to give you complete access to my body and all the joy it gives you. I love you and trust you without question to do what's right for me and our child. I will never want for anything, as my master will see to my desires. I wear your collar and your brands and I love you even more each day. Thank you, master, for showing me the way."
Her words took him by surprise.
"I am your master, my dear sweet Char
lotte. I love you and the life you carry within your womb. To have your declaration pleases me more than you will ever know. Your trust in me is an awesome thing, and I vow never to abuse it. You are my slave, my wife and the mother of my child and to see your naked beauty and know it is only for me gives me more pleasure than I could ever conceive possible. I love you more each day and am grateful you agreed to your submission. I dominate you and you dominate me, mistress. Thank you, mistress for giving me life."
He kissed her deeply as he released her from the rack. He broke the kiss long enough to free her ankles, then carried her to a chaise where he placed her on a soft coverlet, spread her legs and checked her piercings. His cocked throbbed and he knew she wanted him. He pulled her up to him and she took his cock deep into her throat. He removed the blindfold, tied her hands together, and held them over her head.
Charlotte smiled at the memory as she came back to the present. Simon gazed at her, deeply in love with her.
"Where are you?"
"With you, my master. Always with you."
* * * *
"Hello?"
"Hey, how are you?"
"We're good. What's up, Trev?"
"The senator's on the move. He's supposed to be going to the convention, but something's strange about it all. I wanted to warn you to take care."
"I appreciate it. With Charlotte pregnant, I don't want him..."
"I don't even want to go there."
Simon and Trevor agreed to increase the police detail on the estate. Simon advised him they would stay close to the farm, though he knew his wife had some business to take care of at the tour office.
"Keep her close until we get him. While you were away, another woman turned up dead and it smacked of Grimes."
"What happened?"
"They were at another club and he evidently wanted her to act like a puppy. From what I understand, she disobeyed him and he took her into the center of the room and beat her in front of everyone. It looks like he's into public display. He took her home and left her on her doorstep. A neighbor found her this morning in the front yard, dead from head trauma. The kicker to this is the witnesses state he was with a dark-haired woman but when we pulled the wig off, blonde hair tumbled out. Simon, brace yourself, but she had been made up to look like your wife."