She Promised to Love, Honor and--OBEY! Kendra and Jack are newlyweds, new to married lust and new to their roles of master and slave. For Kendra has pledged to obey her husband in and out of bed, serving as his wanton wench, till death do they part. They plan to begin their BDSM adventure on the beautiful island of St. Dominion. They'll get more than they bargained for, however, in the form of the handsome and sinister Cyrus Tanner, a notorious white slaver. He has his eye on pretty Kendra and he'll stop at nothing to obtain her. Kendra must now face the demons in her soul. Is her desire for humiliation and punishment limited to her husband or will she crawl to any man strong enough to take her? Jack must rise to the occasion if he is to keep his Slave Bride. Cover art: T.L. Davison
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Chapter One
Kendra and Jack had made their agreement, a secret unbeknownst to
anyone attending their wedding. Theirs was not to be a normal, vanilla
relationship. Kendra wanted submission and Jack wanted domination. She
was to be his little slave girl, subject to his sweet abuses.
When Kendra said the word obey in the ceremony that would be their
cue. Everything would be changed and there would be no going back.
Neither one of them knew what it would look like, a marriage as master
and slave, but they knew they had to have it. It's what they'd both
been dreaming of, since they were old enough to think about sex.
Until they met each other, they'd never thought it was possible to
make that dream a reality. On their third date, when they'd gotten a
little too drunk they'd played truth or dare and it had all come out.
`I've fantasized about a man keeping me,` had said the lithe
brunette.
Jack had asked for clarification.
`For his pleasure,` she had told him. `I'd have to do what he told me
or he'd punish me. He could keep me in chains or ropes, too, and I'd
have to do sexual things for him, whatever he wanted.`
Jack had gone pale and at first she thought she'd freaked him out.
`Please, don't think I'm sick or anything,` she had said. `It was just
the beer talking.`
`Actually,` he cleared his throat, `I've had fantasies of my own on
the flipside.`
That's when he told her how he'd wanted nothing more than to tie up a
woman and control her completely. For the longest time he thought he
was a pervert and he never said a word about it. Now here was a female
claiming to need exactly what he wanted to deliver.
They talked about things for the rest of that night. By dawn they had
their plan to get married. They would wait two months and they would
have no sex in the mean time. Jack didn't want to spoil the magic of
anticipation and besides he was not about to possess Kendra half way.
`When I'm inside you for the first time,` he said. `It will be as
your master.`
He did allow Kendra to give him pleasure with her mouth, something
she greatly adored. A look from her fiancé brought her to her knees,
eager and ready to suck. She knew she was good at it, too. Past
boyfriends had made that clear enough. But Jack was different. She
would always have butterflies in her stomach. More than anything she
wanted to please him and that made her wet and ready.
Jack denied Kendra orgasms before the wedding. He kept her hot and
needy, sometimes half out of her mind with desire. Several times she'd
begged him with tears in her eyes to fuck her but he did not relent.
`Keep it up,` he had warned, `and I won't wait until we're married to
put you over my knee.`
Kendra knew that spankings would come with the deal, along with other
forms of physical discipline. The very idea that he would impose
corporal punishment on her even before he was her legal lord and
master filled her with a dark thrill. He wouldn't dare would he?
She knew a part of her was pushing things. She had a brat
personality, mixed in with the submissiveness. The brat inside of her
needed to test, even as the sexual side of her craved to be controlled
by a strong, uncompromising man.
They were married at a small ceremony at city hall. There were Jack's
parents, his brother Garth and a handful of friends from her side. She
hadn't any family herself, which was a good thing, given what she knew
of her parents from before their fatal automobile accident when she
was four.
They were hell on earth, abusers and drunkards. Foster homes were a
picnic in comparison.
Jack made sure about the service. `You'll have obey in there?` he
asked the female judge.
The woman cast a glance at Kendra, clearly disapproving. `Is that
what you want?`
`Yes,` she said, unable to make eye contact. `It's what I want.`
Obey ... one word. Two syllables ... god, she could hardly get them
off her tongue. Her pussy flooded throughout the service. If Jack
wasn't holding her hand she wasn't sure she'd be able to remain on her
feet.
He kissed her when the judge gave the okay, light and soft, though
Kendra felt branded by his lips. Her nipples peaked and throbbed under
her yellow silk bra, a perfect match to her dress, figure flattering
but still tasteful.
`You're mine now,` he whispered in her ear.
She melted against him. She loved him so much. She wanted to serve
him all the days of her life.
They had a dinner at a restaurant, with cake. After feeding her the
traditional bride's piece, Jack had her suck his fingers clean. `I'm
saving some frosting,` he said quietly so only she could hear. `Later
on you'll lick it off my toes and my cock, too.`
`Yes, Master,` she said.
It was the first time she called him that and she knew then it was
all worth while, the waiting, the frustration.
They took a limo to the hotel where they would spend their first
night as husband and wife. The next day they were due to fly to the
Caribbean for a week on St. Dominion Island.
Kendra wanted to touch him as soon as they were in the back of the
long, dark windowed car.
He spoke to her harshly. `No, girl.`
She sat up straight, hands in her lap, practically panting ... a
slave girl commanded by her master.
When they were close to the hotel he ordered her to take off her
panties. The silk was soaked through with her juices.
`Leave them on the seat,` he said. `For the driver to find.`
Scandalized, humiliated and thrilled, Kendra begged for a kiss, her
sex on fire. `Just one, please, Jack ... Master?`
Jack commanded her to spread her legs instead. `Kisses have to be
earned,` he said, snaking a finger between her thighs.
