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Subject: {ASSM} Serena 10/10 {Arty} (MF slow rom cons D/S Mdom Fdom span lght)
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Serena
by Arty

10.	Happiness is a Cuddly Slave

The hotel room door clicked shut behind us. I pulled Serena
to me and kissed her. I took possession of her mouth as she
moaned and melted into me. I burned with my love for her,
but before I could give into my lust and my love I had some
things to attend to; or rather my Slave did.

"I love you Slave, are you ready?"

"Master, not yet. Master." 

Her adoption of formal speech rules signalled to me that the
dance had begun. She slipped out of her dress and she was
gloriously naked before me. Turning and kneeling in one
graceful movement she opened the case and removed her collar
and cuffs. These she held out to me, holding them above her
head as she knelt before me.

"Thank you, Slave."

I took them from her and she extended her neck so that I
could place the collar on her. I clicked it shut. I'd taken
some care to ensure that the collar looked like a
particularly chunky choker. It looked good on her and seeing
that it did, I made the decision that I had been thinking
about when I chose this particular collar.

"It looks good on you; you'll wear this for the rest of the
honeymoon. I want people to know that you're mine." 

I hoped that I wasn't being too melodramatic, there was a
fine line to be drawn and I wasn't very experienced at this.
I needn't have worried, Serena looked up at me adoringly and
moaned. I could almost feel the heat of her desire.

"Yes, Master."

The cuffs were fastened about her wrists and ankles and I
set about spread-eagling her on the bed. Her wedding rings
glinted in the light from the bedside lamps.

"I love you Slave."

"I love you Master."

I bent to lick her, but Serena interrupted me.

"Please fuck me Master. Fuck me and name me."

What's a bloke to do when he is begged so prettily? I got
into position and could see for myself that foreplay of any
kind was completely unnecessary. Her thighs glistened with
her juices. Of course I was so turned on that I'd probably
cum on the first stroke. Time to even the score a bit.

"You may not cum without permission." Serena groaned at
this.

"Please Master, may I cum?" It seemed I wasn't the only one
on a hair-trigger!

"No."

"Yes, Master."

Spread-eagled is not a position that affords the deepest
penetration, but in our highly aroused states it would
provide more than enough stimulation. I leaned forward and
slipped the head of my cock between her lips and pushed
forward gently. Almost without warning I slid halfway in. It
was my turn to groan. God, she felt good. It had been more
than a year since I'd had my cock in any orifice other than
someone's mouth and I'd forgotten just how exciting this
was. Of course making love to the women that I adored added
to it. She gasped and groaned pitifully.

"Please Master, may I cum?"

"Not yet, Slave." 

I panted. I started to move within her as I could see the
flush of arousal spreading. I wasn't going to last long
myself, but I doubted that my erection would soften even
slightly such were the feelings that being inside her
evoked. Her begging had degenerated into a series of gasps
and grunts punctuated by the word 'please'. Neither of us
were going to last much longer. I needed her to cum first
though.

"Cum for me Slave!" I growled in her ear. 

Her eyes opened in surprise and delight and then they were
misted with lust as she allowed her orgasm free reign. I
felt her vagina milking me and I knew I couldn't last.

"I name you: Serena." 

And then I shouted my ecstasy as I came. It felt like a
volcano erupting. My orgasm re-started Serena's and she came
again. I collapsed onto her and she groaned as my full
weight rested on her. I started to roll to one side.

"Please, Master, stay there for a while, feeling your weight
on me makes me feel so helpless, so owned. I love it.
Please?"

When I'm begged so prettily what could I do? Besides it
meant that I could stay embedded within her. I could feel
the shudders of the aftershocks of her orgasm rippling
around me.

"How do you feel Serena?"

"I feel wonderful Master. How about you?"

"I'm a bit sad that I've taken your name from you..."

"But I'm your Slave, Master. I want to give you everything,
body and soul." She kissed me and I could feel the depth of
her arousal. I started to move within her again and she
broke off the kiss and moaned as she started the short climb
to orgasm.

"You may cum as often as you can, Serena."

"Yes Master!"

I reached up to her wrists and unclipped them from the
chains that held them spread out. She gasped out a 'thank
you Master' and I felt her arms hug me to her. With her arms
free we were able to scoot slowly toward the bottom of the
bed and this allowed my penetration to get deeper. She
groaned as she felt my strokes get longer and more forceful.
Eventually our lovemaking reached its inevitable and
pleasurable conclusion and I collapsed once more. She
clasped me to her and I stayed atop as we showered each
other with little kisses and regained our strength.

"I'm glad that I waited, Master."

"So am I, Serena." My erection softened to the point that I
had to withdraw. I got off the bed and unclipped her ankles.
As soon as she was able she knelt up and took my penis in
her mouth and began to clean me. She licked her lips as she
finished her self-appointed task and grinned up at me.

"I like that, Master. Promise me I can do that every time."

I sighed in theatrically, "If you must." I tried to look
stern, but neither of us could keep up the charade and we
collapsed in helpless laughter.

"I love you Serena, my love, my Slave and my Wife."

"I love you David, my love, my Master and my Husband."

"Come on, there's supposed to be a Jacuzzi in every room.
Let's go and try it out."

I started to towards the bathroom but I didn't hear her
footsteps behind me. I turned and she was still kneeling on
the foot of the bed.

"What is it Serena?"

"Please Master can we finish the ceremonies?"

I looked in askance, ceremonies?

"You've fucked your Slave for the first time. You've named
me. Now I need to be chastised as your Slave. Please spank
me Master. I know you don't like doing it, but I need to
feel pain from you as well as pleasure. Please Master?"

"You're sure?"

"I've never been more sure, Master."

I looked around for a suitable chair, but all of them had
arms; it would have to be the bed then. I sat on the side of
the bed and gestured for her to lie across my lap.
Automatically she lay with her toes turned inwards and I
stroked her bottom and checked that she was fully relaxed.

"Do you really want this Serena? When I start I won't stop
until you're in tears."

"Yes Master, I really want this."

Remembering my lessons I started with fairly gentle smacks;
even then they seemed shockingly loud. I hoped that I'd be
able to finish before someone complained. I increased the
force and concentrated on making sure that the colour I was
painting on Serena's buttocks was uniform and that my hand
was relaxed. She started to gasp but otherwise she was
silent. It was time to use my full strength and I could see
the imprint of my hand in white and then red as I waited
half a second or so between each smack. After about twenty
of these Serena became tense and started to sob. I steeled
myself to continue. After each slap her sobs became more
pronounced until she was crying freely. Eventually she
relaxed and I could feel acceptance radiating from her.

"Ten more darling; count them for me."

The ten were delivered and counted and then I took her in my
arms and cuddled her. She cried for a little while longer
and then smiled a watery smile.

"Thank you Master; I know that you don't really like doing
that, but I really wanted you to do it. I can't explain it,
but I feel like I'm really your Slave now."

"It's dirty work but somebody's got to do it." She grinned
and punched me on the shoulder.

"Shall we try out the Jacuzzi? I think my bum needs it or
I'll be sore for a week."

"Hey, don't blame me. I'm not the one who begged for a
spanking!"

She looked at me and I could see her eyes misting with lust.
She scrambled off my lap and knelt on with her bottom in the
air and her knees spread wide.

"Fuck your Slave, Master. Now!"

I knelt behind her, my cock erect once more at the sight of
her: lustful and aroused, spread before me. I sank into her
in one delicious stroke. A Master's work is never done, I
said to myself, and got busy satisfying my Slave.

-Fin-

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