Page 151 of The Wedding

“I…” The crop rubbed her hip, threatening to curl beneath her stomach and surge toward her most intimate place. “I didn’t think I would enjoy it, no… and I tried to resist what I felt, because I didn’t want to think I could be into those sorts of things, or that I could get that kind of satisfaction with someone who paid me for sex.”

“Yet here we are, on this stage, engaged to be married. Do you think you could have made it this far with me if you were not naturally inclined to submit to me?”

“I don’t know, ma’am.”

If Jamie weren’t wearing this blindfold, she would spend half her life staring at the floor. For Etta not so kindly ripped up her dress, exposing her ass to the harsh lights and every pair of eyes focused on them.

Granted, she wore underwear, but a thong was definitely going to show off her ass cheeks.Oh, my God!Jamie began to shake, the stool wobbling beneath her.What is she going to…

The crop struck her ass. A shout of frightened joy erupted from Jamie’s throat.

“Are you going to tell me that you didn’t like that? I saw the way you quivered. All of these people saw you shake in excitement.”

Jamie was breathless. The sting was already fading from her flesh, but the shock of it was strong, boiling inside of her. “I… holy shit.”

Etta put a hand on the small of her back to steady her. Jamiedid not doubt that the ass cheek half the room saw was nice and pink by now. Although she couldn’t see it through her blindfold, she also did not doubt that the crop was hovering above her ass again.

“Yes, Jamie. Holy shit.” Etta chuckled. “Do you want another? Or are you going to make me smack you until you’re begging for more? Go ahead. Show these people how much you enjoy the lifestyle I bring to you.”

The next smack to her ass had Jamie crying out in… what? Disgust? Adoration? A driving need to prove to both her Domme and the crowd that she was a good sub? That she was with Etta because she loved her, because she was dominant enough to win her over, because she could get her to do and enjoy things like this? The money was nice. The money was a sweet cherry on the sundae that was their life together. But Etta would still be Etta even without her money, and Jamie would still love her.I would follow her to one of those hippie farms like my parents live on. Hopefully not the same one, though.

“Okay!” Jamie’s ass burned from the passion Etta inflicted on her. “Fuck! I love it!”

“Am I your future wife, Jamie?”Smack! “Am I your Domme?”Smack! “Am I your queen, your Mistress until the end of time?”Smack!Smack!

Jamie howled from the exquisite pain this brought her. She was almost able to forget that people watched them, eagerly awaiting what she would say, all the while checking off the new things they liked about both her and Etta. This was their playpen. Etta and Jamie had come to do more than play.

“Yes!” The word fell easily from her lips. “You’re all of that!”

The last smack hit her right in the middle of her ass. Jamie’s knees buckled, dragging her down to the ground as she futilely fought to stay up.

“I thought so. Just thought I’d confirm.”

Her droll humor was not welcome right now.

Jamie clung to the legs of the stool, gasping for breath as the fiery painon her flesh finally began to subside. Etta dropped the crop next to her and pulled the blindfold off her head. Her ears rang. She heard her own heartbeat, and she heard Etta’s voice far away, but for the most part, she was lost inside her own head. Even after Etta drew her up into her arms and assisted her off the stage, Jamie remained trapped, feeling the numbing motions course through her as light gave way to darkness, and Etta’s voice requested something from a staff member.

Etta helped her down a dimly lit hallway. The woman she received a key from politely said she would take her abandoned jacket to the coat check. Jamie stared at the golden lights floating past her eyes.I could be cared for like this forever. Jamie half expected her fiancée to dump her on the round bed in the center of the unlocked room, but Etta instead lowered her slowly, until she touched the mattress and pillows.

“You did very well,” she said. Now that they were in an insulated room with only a low hum of music pulsing through it, Etta’s voice practically boomed in Jamie’s ear. “I daresay I got caught up in it, too.”

“Thank you, ma’am.” Jamie pushed herself up. It wasn’t that she was out of strength. Far from it. Just her whole head remained in an unbelievable haze, where all she desired was to shout how much she wanted to please this woman who made her do wondrous things. “I hope I did not displease you.”

“I’m not disappointed, if that’s what you mean.” Etta stood in front of the bed, loosening her blouse but not completely unbuttoning it. “I’m pretty sure they all believed you.”

Jamie crawled toward her, ass sore but not unable to cooperate with her movements. “How could they not believe me? I was telling the truth. I resisted you for so long, but in the end, I realized how much I love you and the things we do together. Don’t you believe me, too?”

“Of course, I believe you.” Her touch felt like the kiss of the wind on Jamie’s cheek. “How could I not believe my sweet flower? It wasthe other people I wanted you to prove it to. I’m sure it worked.” She chuckled. “That bit about fucking me in the office was a nice touch. I see a lot of those people in there regularly. You helped me a lot.”

“Anything for you, ma’am.”

“Really? Anything?”

“Really. Anything.”

“So you know where we are, right? I see your eyes glazing over… that doesn’t happen like this very often. I haven’t seen this kind of look in a woman’s eye in a long time. Not even yours, Jamie. I’m looking forward to what happens tonight.”

“I know where we are,” she said, almost too quickly. “We’re in a private room.” Her nipples peaked at this knowledge. “You’re going to finally fuck me.”