Chapter Fifteen
A YEAR to the day since Lindsay first contacted George for debt advice, she walked down the aisle to become his wife. Sara walked proudly behind her as matron of honor. Lindsay had never been happier in her life and she smiled brightly as she exchanged vows with George. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she promised she would always love, honor and obey him.
She remembered how George had asked her a few weeks before the ceremony if she would consider leaving “obey” in her vows. She’d hugged him and grinned as she said she’d never for one minute considered leaving it out. He’d immediately ordered her to bare her bottom and get across his knee to test how obedient she was. She’d complied without hesitation and was rewarded with a very playful spanking. She smiled brightly at the memory.
George, who was holding her hand throughout their vows, squeezed her hand and winked at her, dragging her back to the present. She looked to the priest who smiled kindly as he waited for her to repeat the next line of her vows. Blushing, she stammered “to love, honor and obey” and George grinned at her. “You’ve already said that. Does that mean you’re going to be doubly obedient?” Lindsay’s blush deepened as the priest helpfully reminded her of the next line.
As they reached the end of the ceremony and George leaned forward to kiss his new bride, Lindsay closed her eyes and cherished his kiss as the congregation erupted in applause. Lindsay beamed brightly as she gripped his hand and walked down the aisle with him. She smiled and her cheeks flushed as she glanced across at her new husband.
As they posed for photographs, Lindsay relived the past year and thought about how much she’d changed. She’d learned so much from George and was happier than she’d ever been. She still had a huge amount of debt, but she was slowly paying it off with George’s encouragement and she felt so much happier now she wasn’t constantly fretting about her debt.
She couldn’t believe that her original agenda when she’d first gone to see George was simply to get a story for the local newspaper, expose him as a bad person and afterwards matter-of-factly walk away from him, probably crushing him and everything he’d worked hard for in the process. She shuddered as he squeezed her hand gently, leaning towards her and kissing her on the cheek. “Is everything OK?” he asked, concern etched on his face.
Smiling and kissing him softly on the lips, she whispered. “I’m so sorry that I originally came to you with very dishonorable reasons. I’m so glad I didn’t hurt you. I love you so much. I can’t imagine life without you now.”
Tears blurred her vision and George stroked her face gently. “Lindsay, I’m so glad you quickly realized that seeing me was beneficial to you. I’m pleased we found each other. My original intention was simply to spank your bottom until you cleared your debts. I never expected to fall in love ever again. I’m so glad I did.” Brushing away a tear, he kissed her softly. “You’re not allowed to cry today. If you don’t stop I’ll take you across my knee and smack your bottom, give you a reason to cry.”
Lindsay grinned. “Surely everyone knows that the one day a bride can cry is her wedding day.” George smiled, using his thumbs to wipe her tears away, and both were surprised and pulled apart quickly as they realized the photographer was snapping away at their very intimate moment. Although Lindsay was embarrassed now, she would later also see what the photographer saw in that moment, the raw emotion and intimacy between the pair, and that photograph with her gazing up at George through tear-filled eyes as he tenderly caressed her cheek would be her personal favorite.
As they continued to pose for photographs, Lindsay’s mind once more drifted. Since she’d moved in with George, she’d increased her payments to her creditors as he refused to take any housekeeping from her. She still received a small amount of “pocket money”, but she found she rarely needed this as George was incredibly generous and insisted on paying whenever they went out.
Lindsay no longer wanted wild nights out clubbing with her friends and preferred to spend her evenings at home with George, go out for meals with him, or meet her friends Sara and Scott. She was thrilled that George got on so well with them too and they often went out as a foursome, after they’d got over the initial awkwardness when they first met and Sara realized that George had worked at the accountancy firm she had been dismissed from 16 years previously.
Sara felt really guilty about having a criminal record and everyone was stunned when she pleaded with George to punish her on behalf of the company he had worked for. With Scott and Lindsay’s blessing, George had taken Sara across his knee and spanked her bare bottom firmly with a hairbrush before telling her she was forgiven. Lindsay was pleased that George had been able to finally help her friend rid herself of the guilt she had carried around for years.
Scott had suggested they have a foursome of an entirely different kind, but Lindsay politely declined and said although she’d enjoyed the fun she’d had with Sara and Scott, she didn’t want to share George and she didn’t want to be unfaithful to him.
She was delighted that Scott and Sara understood and were genuinely happy for her. She didn’t want their friendship to suffer and was thrilled that if anything her refusal seemed to strengthen the bond between the four of them. George had said very little on the subject, but the way he made love to her that night told her that George wasn’t willing to share either and was very happy with her decision.
Once the photographer was finished with them and Lindsay was able to go inside and relax, she set about thoroughly enjoying her wedding day. It was the wedding of her dreams and she was thrilled that George had spared no expense in giving her whatever she wanted. She scowled as she thought about the spankings she’d received for overspending and not having her debt management payment to give him one month. She giggled to herself as she acknowledged that George was so generous and would have actually given her the money she needed if only she’d asked for it. To be fair, he had warned her of the consequences of overspending and she grinned as she acknowledged that she challenged his authority at times to see just how much she could get away with – she realized the answer was “very little”.
Lindsay was delighted with all the lovely gifts they received and she was like an excited child tearing all the parcels open and checking what was inside. She was a little embarrassed when she opened their gift from her boss Peter and found a large wooden paddle engraved with their names. George was thrilled and suggested he christen it immediately, but laughingly put it back in its ornate box when Lindsay scowled at him.
Lindsay glowered at Sara who was smirking and said she was supposed to be her friend and shouldn’t find amusement in such a cruel present. Lindsay suggested that Peter should give the paddle a trial on Sara’s bottom and Sara’s grin quickly vanished. Sara looked very relieved when Peter simply laughed.
Sara grinned as Lindsay opened the present from her and Scott and found a selection of adult “toys”. Although Lindsay scowled at her and blushed as she quickly put the lid back on the box, she grinned at George and looked forward to the fun they would have later. In her quick glance she’d noticed a flogger and handcuffs. She couldn’t wait to get up to their hotel room.
As Lindsay was chatting with friends and the afternoon reception drew to a close, she saw Peter pass an envelope to George and watched them as they laughed and shook hands. She was pleased they got on so well, but cringed as she focused on their hand shake and thought how both of those hands had smacked her bottom.
As George approached her, kissed her softly and took her hand to lead her up to their room, she was very excited to be closer to the moment when they would consummate their marriage. Although they’d lived together and had an active love life, she’d been desperate to go back to the honeymoon suite and get her dress off. Today was special and she was desperate to officially become Mrs. West.
As George guided her across his lap and lifted the many layers of her huge “meringue” wedding dress, she wiggled her bottom enticingly as he spanked her over her silk panties
. She raised her hips as he peeled her panties down and removed them before he began spanking her bare bottom a little more firmly.
As he handed her the envelope that Peter had given to him, Lindsay frantically tore it open as George caressed her bottom and landed occasional firm smacks on her pink flesh. Although Lindsay was desperate to have sex with him, she suddenly leapt to her feet and squealed with delight. “Peter’s given me the promotion I wanted. Malcolm retires at the end of the month and he wants me to take over from him. I need to go and thank him.”
Lindsay squealed as she ran out into the corridor, before running back to her room where George sat on their bed with a bemused expression on his face. “Do you mind if I go and find him now? I’d really like to thank him and say I accept, before he changes his mind and offers it to someone else.”
George smiled and shook his head. “Of course I don’t mind, but be quick. We’ve got a paddle to christen before the evening reception and that box of toys from Sara and Scott looks interesting. I want to make sure my new wife is sitting on a nicely sore bottom tonight, remind her to behave.”
Lindsay grinned as she left the room and ran down to the bar, where she found Peter enjoying a drink with Sara and Scott. Throwing herself into Peter’s arms, she hugged him tight. “Thank you so much. I’d be delighted to accept the job. Are you sure?”
Peter smiled and nodded. “Of course I’m sure. I never had any doubt.” He took her face in his hands and looked her in the eyes. “I never had any intention of you writing a story about George. I always hoped he would be able to spank some sense into you and help you sort your finances out. I was concerned at your level of debt and I didn’t want to give you that job unless you sorted yourself out first. More money’s no good if you’re not going to benefit from it.”
Lindsay nodded. She couldn’t disagree with what he was saying. She would probably have only got herself deeper into debt.
“You’ve more than proved yourself and I’m thrilled to be able to offer you the job of senior reporter. You deserve it, but don’t think I won’t take you across my knee when your behavior warrants it. George is more than happy for me to spank you if you misbehave at work.”
Lindsay blushed. It felt wrong going across Peter’s knee for a spanking, but her numerous pleas to George to ban Peter from spanking her again landed on deaf ears, and her protests simply earned her a harder spanking from George.
She looked up at Peter and smiled. He was a lovely man and she couldn’t help being very fond of him, more so now he’d given her the job she’d yearned for. “Do I have to put my acceptance in writing?”
Peter smiled and shook his head. “Lindsay, your evening reception starts in three hours. I’ll see you later. Shouldn’t you be spending a little quality time with your husband? If I was him I’d be coming down here looking for you and when I found you I’d take you across my knee and give you a sound spanking for abandoning me. In fact if you don’t get yourself back up to that room now, I’ll take you across my knee and warm your bottom for you.”
Lindsay blushed, suddenly remembering that George had been in the middle of spanking her when she ran out. Her cheeks flushed redder as she realized her bottom was bare beneath her wedding dress. She quickly kissed and hugged Peter. She turned to Sara and Scott who both congratulated her on her promotion and hugged her before she quickly ran up to her room to join her husband. She grinned as she thought of George as her husband. She liked that very much.
Gazing down at her wedding ring, her eyes filled with tears as she kissed the band of gold gently. She couldn’t believe how happy she was, both with George and with her less stressful life achieved by reducing her debt and learning to live within a sensible budget.
As Lindsay entered their hotel room, George was sitting on the 4-poster bed, their new toys spread out across the bed. He grinned as she entered and quickly guided her across the pillows he’d piled up in the center of the bed. She smiled as he attached the handcuffs to her wrists and looped the chain that linked them together through the metal headboard. She gasped as he used his tie and cummerbund to fasten her ankles individually to the bed posts at the foot of the bed, spreading her legs wide.
Lindsay squirmed across the pillows and wiggled her hands and feet, testing her bonds. She liked this very much. She gasped with pleasure as George gathered the many layers of her dress and piled it onto her back, baring her bottom and thighs. She sighed with pleasure as he trailed the fronds of the flogger up the back of her bare legs and onto her bare bottom. She wiggled her bottom impatiently.
George took his time, enjoying Lindsay’s desperate squirming as he ran the flogger up and down her legs, across her bottom and teasingly trailed it across her exposed pussy lips. She desperately tried to open herself wider to him and she squealed with shock when he brought the flogger down across her bottom cheeks. It didn’t hurt that much but the first stroke shocked her.
As he continued to flog her gently, bringing the soft lengths of suede down on her exposed bottom and thighs, she squirmed across the pillow, desperate for him to touch her and give her some release. As he brought the flogger down between her legs she gasped and threw her head back as her orgasm built up inside her. After flogging her pussy several times as she bucked her hips and moaned in pleasure, George put the flogger down and selected a vibrator.
Lindsay cried out desperately as he switched the vibrator on and ran it down the length of her wet pussy. It touched her clitoris and she jumped with shock, but as he ran it across her bottom and thighs she begged and pleaded with him to touch her.
“I am touching you,” he grinned.
“No, touch me there,” she begged.
George smiled and continued to tease her, finally running the vibrator up between her pussy lips and thrusting it into her. She thrust back against it but she desperately needed him to touch her clitoris to bring her the relief she urgently needed. She was disappointed when he again moved away.
Lindsay felt the bed shifting beneath her and realized that George had climbed onto the bed behind her. She pushed her bottom towards him, wordlessly begging him to take her now. As his finger gently teased her bottom hole, she groaned in frustration. As she wiggled her bottom from side to side, George gave her a sharp smack. Lindsay gasped as he smacked her other cheek.
“Please George, please fuck me,” she begged. As his finger eased into her bottom and started to thrust in and out of her, she was breathless with desire as she pushed back against him. “Is this what you want, Lindsay?” he teased.
“I want your cock,” she pleaded, “please George.”
George removed his finger and gave her a few more smacks before thrusting his hard cock into her bottom hole. Lindsay squealed in shock as she’d been expecting him to put his cock inside her pussy. She loved anal sex, but being tied down and taken so roughly was a completely different sensation. She needed to orgasm and she thrust her bottom against his cock that stretched her bottom pleasurably. She was desperate to touch herself but her hands were firmly secured and she gripped the ornate twisted metal of the headboard as George thrust hard into her and grunted as he quickly orgasmed inside her bottom.
Lindsay enjoyed the feeling of George’s arms wrapped round her as his cock deflated and reluctantly slipped out of her tight anus. Her pussy throbbed and she was longing for him to touch her. As he got up from the bed she turned to watch him rummaging around in the box that Sara had given her. He grinned as he produced a riding crop and a small butt plug. She closed her eyes, desperate for more pleasure but really wishing that he would allow her to orgasm.
Lindsay gasped as the rubber end of the riding crop trailed between her pussy lips and George tapped it gently against them. She tried to rub herself against it but he moved it away and slowly dragged it between her buttocks. As he moved it away and cracked the end against her bottom hole, she whimpered and struggled against her bonds. It stung, but it was a pleasurable sting and seemed to heighten her arousal further. As he continued
to crack the crop against her anus, she squirmed and groaned in pleasure. Her bottom hole was stinging immensely after a dozen smacks, but her clit was throbbing with arousal, begging to be touched.
As George pushed the small butt plug into her bottom, Lindsay once more struggled as much as her bonds allowed, before whimpering. “Please George. I need to cum, please!”
She felt George kneeling behind her again and sighed as he took hold of the zipper at her neck and pulled it slowly down her spine. She couldn’t believe such a simple action was increasing her arousal. She gasped as he trailed kisses down her back and his hands reached into her dress and snaked their way round to the front, squeezing her nipples through her bra. He tugged the cups of her bra below her breasts before once more moving away.
When he returned his hands went straight back to her breasts and pinched her nipples firmly until she whimpered. His hands then moved to her left breast and he again pinched her nipple hard. He moved onto her right breast and she felt the same sharp pinching sensation but when he moved away the sensation didn’t ease, if anything it became more painful, but at the same time her pussy twitched in response.
“What have you done to me?” she gasped.
“They're nipple clamps. Just relax and enjoy,” he ordered as his hands moved to her pussy. As he touched her clitoris her whole body responded to his touch as she trembled and bucked her hips against him. He pinched her clit sharply and she gasped as he told her he’d attached a clit clamp. She was breathless with desire and squirmed wantonly. She was surprised when he untied her hands and wrists, helped her from the bed and undressed her. She was more surprised when he showed her their new paddle and guided her across his lap. She desperately needed to orgasm.
“Lindsay, I’m going to paddle you hard. You haven’t been naughty. This is not a punishment. When you ask me to stop I will, but the more you can take the more pleasurable it will be for both of us. I really want to redden your bottom with this paddle. That can be your wedding gift to me. In return I’ll give you an orgasm.”
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