Under His Discipline - Love Under Lockdown

“Do you want to?”

“No, Master. I want to stay here with you. Forever and ever.”

There was something about the way she said “forever” that I found endearing. I wanted her curvy body and sweet soul with me always. Kissing her on the forehead, I pulled her in and snuggled her close.

“You don’t have to go anywhere,” I vowed. “You are mine, Pet. For the rest of my life.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Adjusting our position, I put Charli on her back. She opened her legs in welcome, wanting me as much as I wanted her.

Switching things up, I took her by the ankles, pushing her legs up and back. Not only did this give me full access to her beautiful pussy already glistening with arousal, but I’d also heard somewhere it helped with conceiving.

“Please, Master,” Charli begged, as I traced the head of my cock around her tender pussy lips.

“Say it,” I prompted.

“Fuck my pussy, Master. Make a baby with me.”

Kissing her delicately, I eased my cock inside her channel and made gentle love to her. Savoring her every squeak, moan and murmur as she moved under me.

Held prone and vulnerable in my firm grasp, she still tried to move her hips in time with mine, but I stayed in control. I picked up speed, pumping at a steady, moderate rhythm.

She groaned her delight as her pussy tightened around my cock. We were both getting ready to fall.

Charli let out a long, beautiful moan that sounded like a song as I came deep inside her.Epilogue - CharliMax and I remained at our house by the beach even after the state-wide lockdown was lifted. We loved being together by the ocean, and it made it easy to decide on a venue for the wedding.

The event limits weren’t difficult to stick with. The total number of people present numbered five, including the Justice of the Peace. Elsa and my mom were the only family present. My dad went into conniptions when he discovered I was marrying someone seventeen years older than me.

It felt a little odd walking down the aisle with only Alexa for musical accompaniment, but I wasn’t focusing on that. All my attention focused on my master, who waited for me under the flower arch six feet away from the Justice. We’d used a measuring tape just to be sure.

I put one foot in front of the other, my dress long enough to let me be barefoot, which was nice since I was four months pregnant.

I was just finishing my first trimester when we ordered the dress, so my baby bump barely showed. I wasn’t trying to hide anything. Getting married on the beach in front of a mansion during a pandemic while four months pregnant was far from the oddest thing about my wonderful new life.

We were unbreakable. We knew that. Still, it was nice to make it official. To declare our love in front of the people we loved most in the world.***I knew Max was rich. That was obvious from the house, the cars, and everything else. However, I didn’t know that he was Bond Villain levels of rich with a private island complete with its own, slightly smaller mansion.

I could feel the baby kicking as we went up the walkway, hand in hand, the pavement smooth under my feet. At least until we got nearer the door, at which point Max scooped me up and carried me across the threshold, the door closing behind us.

Kissing me tenderly, he brought me to the master bedroom and laid me out on the massive bed and undressed me slowly. I set about undressing him, too. Taking my time with each layer. Savoring the experience as I went.

I took down his boxer shorts. His rock-hard cock springing at me like a cobra. My mouth watered at the very sight.

“Go ahead,” he said, stroking my cheek. “I know how much you enjoy it.”

Wrapping my hand as far as I could around his shaft, I stroked as I worked his cock into my mouth, slurping and sucking his magnificent member until he blessed me with his sweet load.

“Show me,” he instructed.

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to show him I had swallowed every drop.

“Your turn,” he said and grinned.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Max slid off my panties, the cool air tickling my pussy. He kissed his way up my thighs then buried his head between my legs. His experienced tongue licked me to ecstasy.

After I came, he wasted no time getting up on the bed and mounting me with unrestrained urgency.

His cock slid into me, and kissing me deeply, he started to move, working inside me with a gentle ebb and flow. He worked every last centimeter of my pussy to its absolute limit.

Sensing when I was about to orgasm, Max stilled, and my inner muscles clamped down, milking him. Both of us basked in the afterglow as he filled me up with a massive load, warming me from the inside, our souls and fates forever connected.