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.
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