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Willy chuckled too, though he was a bit more concerned about how good a father he'd be. "The kids might not understand our relationship." He whispered. "In any case, it's you're decision, Mistress. You've been fine since we met and you never let me use a condom." He said, laughing a little more at the memory of their first time when he'd insisted on using protection and was chained to a chair as punishment.
 
She laughed remebering how she had abused his cock for the first time while he was dazed, confused and tied to the chair. "I don't know.. I don't think I want to share you. I think I want you all to myself." she said and grinded against him inconspicuously and kissed him.
 
He kissed her back, smiling as she ground up against him. "I wouldn't have it any other way." he said, pleased with her answer. He didn't really mind not having kids. It would just serve as another distraction from his only really duty in life. Pleasing his mistress.
 
"I don't like it when you use protection." she said blatantly. "I feel like you're not really there, like there's a barrier between us. And as my slave, it's your job to mke sure there re no barriers and to please me with the full extent of your ability." she took his chin in her hand. "Understand, bitch?" she said it lovingly.
 
Willy nodded. "I know, Mistress. I will be sure to serve you w-" Then she took his head in her hand, silencing him. He stared into her eyes and blinked. "Yes, Mistress. Your bitch understands." He repeated, smiling a little. He was a tiny bit scared of her when she said things so lovingly yet menacingly.
 
"Good." she patted him on the cheek like she would a dog and licked his cheek while no one was looking. "Hmmm... I've never been in a bridal shop before..." she said and kissed him harshly, biting his lip until he bled.
 
Willy let out a little moan of pain and pleasure as he bled, still trying his best to kiss her back. "Mmm, yes mistress. Neither have I. What kind of dress did you want?" He asked, licking his lip a little.
 
In truth, she hadn't thought about it. She didn't even know much about dresses in the first place. "What dress do you think I'd look the best in?" she asked and laughed at him. "I want your opinion." she said and played with his hair a little bit.
 
"O-oh, um..." Willy was nervous all of a sudden. He knew nothing about dresses or fashion and on the few occasions when Mistress asked for his opinion, he was usually punished severely if he screwed something up. "H-how about a...white...one?" He said, stating the only fact he knew about wedding dresses. He braced himself to get slapped for his inadequate answer.
 
She rolled her eyes. "Very charming, smartass... I can't punish you if I don't wNt to get kicked out of the store. But I'll give it to you later." she said and smacked him in the crotch a little harshly." she said and bit his neck. "Let's go home and order a dress online."
 
Willy winced as she hit his balls, an apologetic look in his eyes. "N-no, mistress, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be a smartass. I was just...so nervous. I didn't know what to say and I didn't want to disappoint you." He said sadly, following her out of the store with his eyes downcast.
 
She turned around and pushed him against the car harshly. SHe kissed him hard and let her fingers roam through his hair, pulling hard and stroking softly at different times. "You are so screwed when we get home." she smirked and slapped him hard. "Stop giving me the fucking puppy dog face. It affects me."
 
Willy couldn't really choose not to make his usual face, the one that he made when he'd done something wrong, but he tried, putting on the most emotionless face he could just to hide his shame. "Y-yes, Mistress. Sorry Mistress." He also tried to hide the fact that he loved being kissed like that, even when she hit him, it was arousing.
 
She kissed him again, attacking his lips with her own red ones. No fight for dominance was necessary, she would always come out on top of her slave. "Stop saying sorry. You're ruining it." she yelled and yanked at his hair before pushing herself even more into him.
 
Willy did as he was told, simply wrapping his arms limply around her and kissing Mistress back, his lips moving in response to hers. He never once tried to dominate the kiss, he simply let her do as she pleased, as if he was nothing more than an interactive toy for her.
 
"You gave yourself to me. You just gave up your body for me." she said as if she finally realized everything he had given up to be with her and serve as her slave. "You gave up everything." she said and kissed him hard again. "We're getting married as soon as possible... After my dress comes in and we find you a tux."
 
Willy was a little confused by what she was saying but didn't care what she meant, all that mattered was her. "Yes, Mistress. My entire being belongs to you. As far as I'm concerned, you're my whole world." He said, meaning every world. She had trained him for so long he couldn't imagine his life without her.
 
"Good boy." she praise and kissed him again. "Now get in the car and drive home. We're going home and picking out nice clothes and then we're going out to wherever I decide by the time we're ready." she said and walked away, getting into the car. "Nevermind about the clothes. I don't feel like getting dressed up. Let's go to a drive in movie..."
 
"Yes Mistress." Said Willy as he got into the driver's seat, starting the car and beginning to drive off. After a few minutes, they found the old drive-in that still stood in the older part of town. THey paid, and found a good spot around the middle of the parking lot, close enough to see clearly but not so close they had to crane their necks. The movie that was starting was "Gone With The Wind," one of Willy's personal favorites, though he didn't mention it.
 
Vanessa climbed into his lap as the movie started, watching the screen with intent eyes. She'd never seen this movie, but she could tell Willy was interested. She settles herself in his lap and tried to make herself comfortable. "You like this movie?" she asked and kissed his neck. She liked the idea of being in the safety of their car while being able to watch a movie. "I know you do.." she teased and played with the hem of his shirt, giggling lightly.
 
Willy helped pull Vanessa onto his lap, smiling at her as she spoke. "Yes, Mistress. It's my favorite movie." He said, letting out a soft moan as she kissed his neck, his arms wrapping out her protectively. "I think you'll like it."
 
"Okay." she said happily and nuzzled into his embrace. She chuckled slightly at the protectiveness of his hold. She liked the way he was so protective of her and so willing to do anything she wanted. She loved him. "We should get married this weekend... Nothing fancy, not even a tux or a big dress..." she whispered seductively. "I'll watch the movie... We can talk later." she smiled and settled back into him.
 
Willy smiled as Vanessa laid back into him, kissing her cheek. "Ok, Mistress. I can't wait." He said, though he was secretly a little disappointed in her sitting still. He was used to her being so forward, constantly demanding sex or satisfaction that her being quiet and still watching a movie felt a little odd to him. And with all these thoughts in his head, a bulge began to grow in his pants, making him blush. In the movie, Scarlett had just met Rhett Butler.
 
As the movie went on, Vanessa easily began to get bored and restless until the point came where she didn't care if her slave enjoyed the movie. She just wanted to be entertained. She climbed into the backseat of the car and dragged her whore with her. "Eat me out. Now, bitch." she demanded in a husky whisper, as if someone would hear her, which she knew they wouldn't. "Eat me out!" she demanded again, a little louder. "I want you to make me cum on your mouth while we're supposed to be enjoying a cute little fucking whatever movie... Hurry the hell up, William!" she said, laying down and waiting for him to figure out a position.
 
Willy was almost relieved when she demanded he eat her out, dragging him along easily. He climbed into the back seat and smiled, kneeling down in front of it and spreading her legs, sitting her upright on the seat. "Of course, Mistress." He said without an ounce of reluctance. He moved her panties to the side and began to lick at her Labia, hearing the movie keep going behind him. NOw, Mistress was able to enjoy the movie while he couldn't. The sadist in her would probably love this.
 
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