Rock Hard

The next time I touched a solid surface after leaving the elevator was when he lay me down on the bed. He was careful to put me on my belly. Then one by one, he undid the hooks that were lined up down the back of my wedding dress, revealing my bare flesh beneath.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “I love looking at your curves. I love that you’re my wife now.”

“I feel so lucky that you’re my husband,” I told him. “You’re so sexy. And talented. And successful.”

I had been continuing to work for his label—our label, now—and it was expanding. It had a good reputation and was doing well financially. No one cared that Seth and I were together— but, rather, to the contrary, as evidenced by the number of guests from the label who had just attended our wedding, they were happy for us.

I hadn't worn any underwear under my wedding dress because my master had thought it better that I didn’t. As he carefully undressed me, until I was completely naked, I noticed the restraints already attached to the head of the bed.

“I know the manager,” my master said, noticing that I had realized the restraints were there and that he had been more than prepared much earlier than I had thought. “He let me come in a bit early.”

So, that explained it.

When Seth was finished unrolling my stockings, he caressed his hands up my legs, from my feet right up to my ass. Tenderly parting my cheeks with one hand, he removed the butt plug with the other.

It was still in there where he’d put it that morning. Stephanie hadn’t noticed as she helped me get into the dress, but she did find my lack of underwear a bit odd.

“You did beautifully, wearing that big butt plug all day, my pet,” he said, squeezing one of my ass cheeks. “How do you feel?”

“Relieved,” I admitted.

“Did it hurt?”

“No, it just got to be a bit much, especially on the car ride down.”

“But you kept it in this whole time?”

“Yes, my master,” I said, the words seeming to have even more weight.

“What a good girl. I’m going to have to do something very special to reward you.”

“You don’t have to reward me.”

“Yes, I do, and don’t argue with me, or I’m going to have to spank you.”

“I’ll be good.”

“I know, sweetheart.”

Giving my ass another tender squeeze, he set about fastening the restraints around my wrists and ankles. He tested them to make sure I couldn’t move and then reached over to the drawer, which I heard open.

I recognized the sound in the back of my mind. The distinctive snap of a bottle of lube coming open. He never used it when fucking me in the pussy before. We’d always gotten by with my natural lube after he ate me out. There was only thing he could have had in mind.

“Oh!” I gasped, as the cool lube dribbled into my nicely stretched ass.

Stroking my lower back with his free hand, my master worked the lube around inside me, making sure it got everywhere it was needed, while also helping it warm up faster.

Once the lube was properly applied, Seth wiped off the excess with a wet wipe from the box on the night stand and started lubing up his cock for good measure.

There wasn’t any getting around it. I was about to get fucked in the ass by my husband. Not that I would have stopped it for anything. If I was going to do it with anyone, I wanted it to be my master, and if he thought it would feel good, then I trusted him.

It had been what we were training for this whole year, and now it was time to give him my anal virginity, on our wedding night.

His swollen head pressed against my stretched-out asshole, slowly working its way inside. It was honestly the head that was the most difficult part. Once that was in, the rest was easy. Particularly because Seth didn’t go all the way. He had mercy on me, and only put in about a third of the considerable length of his cock.

Taking a moment to breath with me, and help me relax, he then started to move. He was rocking his massive cock inside my virgin asshole, claiming my anal cherry as I lay bound to our honeymoon bed, filling me with the most transcendent joy.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum in your asshole, wife,” Seth said, as I felt him throbbing and pulsing inside me.

He was rubbing my clit with his fingers while his big cock pounded my little asshole. It felt so good that I started coming along with him.

“Yes, yes, master!” I shouted, panting. “Yes, husband. Fuck my asshole. Cum in my asshole. Your big cock feels so good.”

As we came together, I could have sworn I was still in the best dream ever.