Warning to my readers that this story has elements of non-consensual sex. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Feel free, as always, to message, comment, or vote as I love reader feedback.

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She awoke in the large king sized bed in the honeymoon suite. The name of the suite was accurate as the day of her wedding had arrived. She had slept alone in the bed. Tradition called for her partner to not see her on the day of the wedding until the altar. However, she was looking forward to him occupying the bed with her on their wedding night.

Most brides tend to have a very packed day. For her, she wanted some time to relax before the hustle of the day. Hair, makeup, lunch, pictures could wait in order for her to have an extra hour or so in bed. Her ideal morning was to be seated on the balcony, overlooking the sunrise on the beautiful fall morning, while sipping on her coffee.

Truth be told, she needed the relaxation. Her type A personality led to her busy lifestyle. Of late, it was far worse. Work was a mess and her schedule was a disaster. Any free time she had recently had was occupied with wedding planning. With the planning complete and the big day upon her, she felt like she could put the stress of her job aside, at least for today.

The bed felt so comfy. She was still a bit drowsy. She turned to see that the clock read 8:32 am. It was probably time to get up. She stretched her arms up towards the ceiling, which is when she first felt something was off. She felt a tightness, digging into her wrists. There were ropes tied around both of her wrists. That woke her up. Many thoughts started to go through her mind as she brought her arms together to try to undo the knots.

“Hello kitten,” a voice said from the other side of the room. The voice was immediately familiar to her. For months, she had been chatting with a dominant man. She called him Master. She knew very little about him. What she did know was how controlling and kinky he was. She needed that in her life. She needed an outlet for kink. He supplied her with that. They had never met but he gave her rules, tasks, and commands. He controlled her orgasms. He also provided her with voice notes, which she would masturbate to. She loved hearing his voice while being told how he was going to spank her or fuck her.

She, in turn, provided him with pleasure. She sent him pictures, she recorded her tasks, and was his obedient slave. Although, for the last several weeks, between the added stress of work and her pending wedding, she couldn’t prioritize her Master’s pleasure as much as she had wanted. She was apologetic for being absent but there were just too many other things she needed to get done. Stress made her more horny, made her desire for a really rough pounding and yet, she was so busy that there was no way to even consider finding time for sex.

“Master! How did you find me?” she asked. His presence was quite unexpected, not only because he had broken into her hotel room but even just being in the same city on her wedding day. She continued to try to undo the knots as he got up from the sofa and walked toward the bed.

“You shouldn’t be here…” she said. This wasn’t how she had pictured her wedding day. Well, that wasn’t completely true. She was incredibly kinky. The fantasy of being fucked hard by her Master or a stranger was something she had pictured. She had even masturbated to the thought of it. Fantasy and reality are two entirely different things. He reached her position on the bed. He was dressed up in a suit, exactly what he would have worn had he been invited and going to the wedding.

“Shhh kitten. Relax. I know what’s best for you,” he stated. She was becoming more calm. She could feel herself being pulled into subspace simply because of his words. He could make her melt with just his tone as he said ‘hello kitten.’ It took a few more words on this occasion, given the situation, but she was his.

“Let’s get these ropes tied off,” he added. His voice was calm considering he wasn’t supposed to be in her room. All of her friends and family were at the same hotel, unbeknownst to them, kitten was about to get fucked by her Master. Pulling the down comforter and sheet off of her body, she could see that he had already removed her silk nightie. She had purchased the sexy garment specifically for her new husband. She wanted him to see it on her body. She wanted him to be the one to tear it off of her, leading to their first passionate night of making love as husband and wife. It felt so good that she had decided to wear it to bed last night. Now, it was her Master that had the pleasure of seeing it on her and removing it to prepare her to be fucked.

He grabbed her right wrist and pulled it towards the edge of the bed before tying the other end of the rope to one of the legs of the bedside table. As he moved to the other side of the bed to do the same with her left wrist, his fingers caressed her neck, her breast, her side, her sex, her thigh, down her legs. He reached the foot of the bed and slowly touched the same areas but in reverse. He finished by running her fingers over her lips. She parted her lips, opening her mouth as he touched her there.

“Good girl. Too bad I won’t have time to fuck your throat this session, kitten.” Shivers washed over her body as he spoke those words. She had told him, on multiple occasions, that she had wanted him to throat fuck her. She wanted his cock deep in her mouth but she also knew they were short on time. He quickly restrained her left wrist as he had done with her right wrist. He had a spreader bar for her legs. She watched as he expertly attached the ankle cuffs and spread her open. To save time, she had shaved in the shower the night before. The pussy he owned was exactly as he liked it, shaved bare. In fact, it was one of kitten’s rules that she should keep it shaved or trimmed neatly for him.

Now that her legs were restrained as well, he grabbed the spreader bar and lifted it until her legs were high in the air and her ass exposed. He held her there as he grabbed her hairbrush. He had moved it close for when he was ready to spank her. He had seen pictures of her bruises from other sessions and heard about her pain tolerance, but now was his chance to test his kitten. In this position, he could smack her lower ass cheeks, her thighs, or her pussy, if he was really feeling sadistic. He focused on her ass, spanking her hard. He was hoping to give her some nice bruises for the rest of the day, and several days after. Kitten was in heaven and took her beating like she had always said she would. He could have spanked her for hours, but he knew that there was more fun to be had and a limited amount of time.

He put her legs back down and knelt between them on the bed. His right hand reached for her clit, gently, he played with it using his thumb. Then he moved his thumb above it pushing on the flesh above her clit helping to expose it as he went down on her. His tongue and mouth felt incredible. Previously, it was his words, his orders that served to meet her need for BDSM. Now his body was going to give her the pleasure she craved. Her eyes were closed, her head rolling back as she succumbed to the pleasure he gave her. He continued to suck on her clit until he could tell she was close. He had heard her cum many times before in the videos she made for him. He knew his kitten very well.

Master abruptly stopped before she was able to cum. A soft, disappointed moan escaped from her lips. She hadn’t cum for so long. She needed the release. She wasn’t up for the tease and torture that he had mentioned in many of his voice notes, no, she only wanted to cum for him.

She opened her eyes and could see that he had positioned himself with his cock inches away from her wet hole. He had waited for her to open her eyes. He wanted her to watch as he penetrated her for the first time.

“I would ask if you want this but we both know the answer,” he said. She knew he was right. Especially after having warmed her up with oral sex, there was no way she would have backed out now. She needed to be fucked. He slowly started to insert his thick cock into her pussy. Her pussy had been fucked many times, but with how busy she had been, she hadn’t been penetrated recently. The feeling of his bulbous head entering her was enough to make her cum for the first time.

“Good thing I left this slut on free play,” he said as she was finishing her orgasm. Free play allowed her to cum whenever she wanted to. With how busy she was and how little she was able to check in, it seemed like the most appropriate state to leave her in. “Although, I now regret not putting you on permission only last night while we were chatting.”

Soon, his entire cock was inside her. He wrapped his right hand around her throat. His intent was to occasionally pinch off her carotid rather than to close off her airway. She was in subspace with less blood and oxygen making it to her brain. At the same time, Master’s cock filled her. He pounded her pussy. He didn’t care that she needed to walk down the aisle as a beautiful bride in less than 12 hours, he wanted to use her. Between the rough sex and the feeling of slowly slipping into a less conscious state, she started to cum again.

“Did you really think I was going to pass up the chance to be the last man to fuck you before your wedding?” He asked, with his face just above hers. He released her neck and wrapped his arms above her head as he started to kiss her. She kissed him back. This was exactly what she needed. Hot, kinky sex. She pulled against the ropes, she wanted to touch him, she wanted her hands all over his body. Seeing her struggle against the bonds, his hands went to her wrists, his strength was no match for hers and he easily held her down.

“No no, kitten,” he stated. “I know you want to touch me. I know you want your hands all over me. However, for this morning, what you want doesn’t matter. You… are… mine.”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered. One of the reasons she had held back from advancing their relationship was that she was afraid that his real life persona might not live up to his online one. However, she was learning that wasn’t an issue. He was perfect. His cock, how he spanked her, his words, he was the Dom she had needed for far too long. She was soaking wet as she came a third time on his cock.

He checked the clock, he had a rough idea when he needed to be done with her. Of course, he would have much rather fucked her all day and night. But alas, this was the day of her wedding and tonight she and her groom would be laying together in this very same bed.

He pulled out. Kitten’s face looked saddened that her hole was now empty. His cock was wet from being inside his horny slave. Perfect for what he had planned next. Even though he wouldn’t be able to experience her mouth, he needed to fuck her ass. He backed up, allowing her bound legs to be raised. He made sure his flexible fucktoy was positioned correctly to give him full access to her asshole.

Kitten wasn’t an anal virgin but her ass was certainly quite tight. He attempted to go slow. Watching her somewhat pained facial expressions as his thick cock penetrated her made him even harder. He wasn’t going to last long. Once her ass was somewhat used to his cock, he started thrust faster, deeper. He used his body weight in this position to pound her ass. The pain was replaced by pleasure. He grabbed her tits hard as he continued to fuck her ass. She was moaning again. Once again, kitten was close.

“Cum when you feel me cum, kitten,” he whispered into her ear. She nodded. She was hoping he was nearly there because she was on the verge of her fourth orgasm. Then, she felt his cock erupt inside her ass. That was her cue. Kitten’s final orgasm of their session caused her legs to shake, her toes to curl, her back to arch, and her to scream out in pleasure. She was certain some other guest must have heard her. She hoped it wasn’t anyone who knew her.

As a final act before untying her, showering, and departing, her Master stuck a new butt plug in her ass to keep his cum inside of her throughout her wedding day.

“I told you I was going to give you a wedding gift,” he added. She knew, from their conversations, that his dirty mind was referring to his cum. “That plug is to remain inside your ass until you say I do.”

“Mmm… yes Master,” she replied. Kitten joined her Master in the shower. She knew she didn’t have too long before her hair appointment, but she wanted her hands to wash him and her lips pressed against his.

“Will I ever see you again?” she asked. She desperately wanted the answer to be yes. In fact, she planned to suggest another meeting before the end of the month as she wanted his cock as often as she could have it.

“Of course, there is always your anniversary one year from now.”