Carrie
I can’t believe the day has finally arrived...my wedding day! We’re in a fabulous paradise and everything is perfect. After all the drama back home Jeremy whisked me away to this place, this stunning island where we could relax and he could pamper me in style. This island, off the coast of Fuji, is his own personal paradise and now it is mine. His grandfather bought it awhile back and it has been in his family ever since. It is truly perfect as there are palm trees everywhere, soft white sand, and clear ocean waves the color of sapphire. I’m lounging on the sand not far from the main house, a mansion with a luxury feel. Even though we are in this remote place Jeremy has arranged for servants to come in from the mainland. And we have invited a select few people to attend our wedding. The sun rays are hitting my skin and I’m developing a tan which will perfectly suit my simple, but sexy wedding dress. It’s one thing I managed to hide from Jeremy. He arranged everything down to what I would pack, but this one thing I told him was off limits. There was no way I was going to let him pick my dress yet alone see it. It is a symbolic offering to him, an offering of me. I plan to look beautiful and to have every hair in place, with diamond adornments, and my makeup perfect. I want Jeremy to be stunned when he sees me. I want the first time that I am his wife to be special and sacred.
After relaxing in the sun I make my way inside where there are makeup artists and hair stylists. I sip champagne and enjoy the ride. Soon the sun is about to set and it's time. The few exclusive, and extremely wealthy guests we've invited are there in their places in the chairs on the sand. I see Jeremy at the end of the aisle and as I slowly walk to him, every part of my body is trembling as I realize that my fantasy is coming true. In just moments we will be joined forever as one. I have no doubts but the intensity of the moment is throwing me off guard. My feelings are so strong that I feel heated and like I might pass out. Finally, I reach him and he takes my hands just in time to steady me. We say our vows and it is special and everyone cheers. When he kisses me it is like the first time. There's a passion behind it that is rare and which I've never felt. I think our connection has deepened and that's going to make for a very interesting life.
At the intimate reception, I am heartened by all the toasts. This elite set of sweet people makes it known that I am family to them. Before this, I had lost everything and I was happy to shed the layers of my past. But now, being included with this wonderful group of people, I realize what I was missing...a sense of camaraderie and inclusion that I have never had before. My relationships were always abusive and torturous, but Jeremy has changed all of that. I knew I would have him and that's enough, but this extra host of people that I can trust and who will be good to me is an added bonus.
Jeremy makes a toast, "To my lovely wife, a vision today. May this special occasion commemorate all that we have and all that we will do together. You are mine, officially now and I can't wait to start my future with you."
I kiss him in thanks, and the rest of the night is a blur of champagne, and ocean waves, beautiful food, and a fun party atmosphere.
Jeremy, however, steals me away before the guests are done. They will probably be up all night. But he, my new husband, is ready to have his own fantasy come true which is to bed me. Everyone celebrates as we make our way to the honeymoon suite.
Once inside I feel the flash of Jeremy's hot breath on me immediately. He cannot wait. His lips are all over mine. He's got me pinned to the door and he's snatching off my dress. All the day's work to beautify myself is coming undone in this one carnal moment. I set everything aside and my mind is focused only on him. I let him slide my dress down my body so it's around my high heeled feet on the floor. His eyes become hungry when he sees the special lingerie I've picked out. I'm glad I took the time to get fitted for it and to make it extra appealing because Jeremy seems to be appreciating my efforts. I am his wife now and I will seek to impress him every day with my body, my actions, and with how dedicated I am to him. He takes me in his arms and throws me onto the bed. He is all over me, pulling at the lingerie, his teeth removing the garter that's been hidden from him all day, and then he pulls out a special set of handcuffs. They're white and I guess it's to acknowledge the day. I pull my hands over my head and he locks my wrists around the bed post.
"This is your new reality," he says in a dark tone and I wonder what I'm in for.
Before I can assimilate to what's happening he pulls from his bag a special treasure, it's the Lapis Lazuli knife, my favorite one. My breath quickens at the idea of him using it on me. I am not disappointed because soon he is trailing the blade across my naked body. I'm trying not to move but the mood is so dark and terrifying that I can't help but breathe deeply. My chest rises and falls in anticipation. He gingerly pulls the knife down my torso to my pussy that is wet with desire. Soon his fingers are in me and his mouth is upon me and I am tied up, with no way to fight back or to win this round. He's got me right where he wants me and it's right where I want to be for the rest of my life. The darkness in me acknowledges the darkness in him and we are unified for the rest of eternity.