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The Stepford Bride (ProtagonistRP x SMYLM)

ProtagonistRP

ProtagonistRP

Super-Earth
Joined
Apr 25, 2013
Victor Black was excited for tonight. At 35 years old he was one of the most eligible bachelors in the entire city, and tonight was the Pairing Ball. It was the city's biggest night, where all the eligible girls were put on display and presented to men for pairing. Victor was rich and powerful, with lots of influence in the city. Any woman would have been lucky to be paired with him. Unfortunately, none up until this point had been deemed worthy for him.

However, tonight was a special night. A close friend of Victor's was presenting his daughter for pairing tonight. Having only just turned 18, the young girl was quite the beauty. He'd watched her grow from youth into a beautiful young woman, and Victor had desired her in recent years. He'd waited for her to bloom, and now she was finally ready.

Victor was dressed in his finest tuxedo as he entered the ballroom, scanning through the crowd. He looked through all the women until he spotted her talking to Fabricio Martin, the son of one of the city's most influential lawyers. Victor made his way across the ballroom till he reached the young woman and her potential suitor. Victor, ever the charmer, tapped Fabricio's shoulder to gain his attention. "Excuse me, but I believe this young lady has been waiting to dance with me all night." He said before his eyes fell upon her gaze. "Isn't that right my dear?" He asked as he extended his hand to her, waiting for her to take it.
 
Fabricio was a good kid, but that's what he was, a kid. A spoiled little brat whose father gave him everything he ever had. Victor on the other hand came from nothing. The son of an iron worker, who grew into the leading supplier of precious metals in the free world. He was rich and powerful, and well respected. The boy would never speak up against someone of Victor's stature.

Victor placed one hand on her slender waist, gripping it tight, as the other took her hand and began leading her in a waltz. The dance floor seemed to open up for the two of them, people around them whispering as they saw Victor dancing with someone. It was certainly out of the ordinary. He rarely attended one of these balls, and when he did, he usually kept his distance, watching from the corner and not speaking to anyone.

Smiling he looked down at Elizabeth, catching her gaze in his eyes. Victor stood 6'2" and towered over the young woman. He was a tree of a man, built strong and large. "Well I heard that the selection this year was stunning, and I couldn't pass it up. Something told me that I'd find someone special. What do you think? Is tonight my lucky night?" He asked with a playful smirk as he looked into her eyes. His hand running up and down her lower back as he guided her across the dance floor. Her feet practically gliding across the floor as he moved with her.

"Please don't tell me you were actually taking an interest into Fabricio Martin over there. You know a woman like you can do much better than that. And I'm sure your father would agree with me." He said before he spun her, allowing her dress to fan out before he pulled her back into his strong arms.
 
Victor shook his head and laughed. "Yes, every year there are many beautiful girls, and every year every single one of them wait for me to ask them to dance. But I never do, until this year." He said as he pulled her even closer, their bodies finally touching one another. He pressed against her lower back to hold her tight against him as they gracefully floated across the dance floor.

"Why would I need to spy on your father? He tells me everything already." He said playfully. "Or have you forgotten that I've been your father's best friend since before you were even a glimmer in his eye?" He teased a little bit.

When the song stopped and the Major approached the microphone Victor's attention turned to him. "Well, it looks as though you are being summoned my dear. But I'm sure I'll be seeing you very soon." He said with a smirk as he released her so that she could be bid upon by the various suitors.

Victor stood back and watched as the men fought over who would be lucky enough to win the bidding. The number continued to climb, reaching $20,000. No girl had every commanded such a prize. The Major seemed so pleased. "Twenty thousand going once. Twenty thousand going twice..." Fabricio seemed so eager for the last call, but it never came. Victor's voice suddenly spoke up. "Fifty thousand dollars!" He called out, stepping forward into the light. The crowd went silent. Victor had never bid before. Not once. And no girl had ever raised such an incredible sum of money.

Fabricio was stunned. He could never beat Victor. So the Major called once, twice, three times, but nobody could best Victor. Smiling Victor approached the stage and stepped in front of Elizabeth, reaching up and brushing his fingers through her hair gently. "Looks like you'll be joining me." He said with a smirk.
 
Victor could see the pride on her face as the number got higher and higher. He knew of the little sorority of valedictorians, and knew that it was always a point of pride how much money they earned. Victor had been there the day her mother was bid on by her father. He'd seen her shatter the previous record. He also knew because he'd tried bidding on her. He was prepared to empty his entire savings for Elizabeth's mother, but her father came out the winner. This was before Victor was who he was today. Before the money and the power. But now, nothing could stand in Victor's path to what he desired. Especially not some spoiled little shit like Fabricio.

Victor passed Fabricio as he made his way to the stage, smiling at the boy. Taunting him as he ascended the stairs toward his prize. He stood on the stage with the young woman, the entire crowd in awe of him. They couldn't believe their eyes. What kind of woman could possibly entice Victor Black to finally step from the shadows and claim her?

As he guided Elizabeth to the dance floor he smiled at her question. His hand once more pressing to her lower back and pulling her close. Pressing her body to his as he took her hand in his other. "Of course I know what I've done. I've paid top dollar for the perfect woman. I may have lost the chance to have your mother when it was her time up there, but I wasn't going to risk losing you to some child." He said posessively, watching her fiery hair flow as they moved across the dance floor while everyone watched.

"Truthfully though, I think that you are going to make a much better wife than your mother did. So it looks like you were worth the wait." He said as he dipped her and looked into her eyes. Fabricio looking like a spoiled brat with his arms crossed watching them before he stormed out of the ballroom.

"Why yes I have. Nice of you to notice. I wouldn't want to come to your Pairing Ball unprepared." He said with a grin as he confidently guided her around the dancefloor. "Just a little after the Middle Ages, around the time of the Renaissance, I'm not THAT old you know." He joked with her as his hand slipped down just a little more, squeezing her tight little ass. Feeling her perfect body.

When she was young Victor used to spoil young Elizabeth. For her 8th birthday he bought her a pony. For her 16th he got her a car. He was always very close to her, and whenever she needed something, she knew she could always go to Victor. He took care of her then, and now he would continue to take care of her. Even though she was no longer that little girl. It was evident to him that she was a woman. A woman ready to be with a man.
 
Victor knew about her nerves about becoming a wife and mother. His friend, her father, had informed him of all the issues he'd had with her. It was truly a shame because of how well she'd done in school. She was a natural wife, and would be a perfect mother. Victor had told his friend that all she needed was the right husband. A husband that knew how to handle a girl like her. Teach her where her place truly was.

Even though there were competitions between him and her parents, Victor always won. Victor always knew exactly what she wanted, and how to give her what she dreamed of.

When she scratched his head he smiled. Her fingers felt nice against him. Looking into her eyes he leaned in, pressing his forehead to hers. Their noses almost touching. "There's only one woman here that is worthy of being my wife, and giving me children to spoil." He whispered out against her lips. "You're right, I've always spoiled you, and I plan on continuing to spoil you." He said with a smirk, hinting at his intentions with her.

Victor had completely forgotten about the people around them. To him it was just Elizabeth that was with him. But when she asked if they would just spend their time dancing he snapped out of it and shook his head, laughing. "The balcony sounds nice. Let's go." He said as he took her hand and led her outside. There was a little chill in the air as they walked out onto the balcony, so Victor removed his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "Wouldn't want you getting sick on your pairing night, would we?" He said with a smile.

"You know, I've been out on this balcony at least 20 times, and I've never been out here with a girl. I've alwyas thought the stars looked amazing from here though. Just looking out at the night, seeing them in the sky. It's so quiet on the pairing night, it's like it's just me and them." He said as he leaned against the balcony and looked up at the sky.
 
Her father's company was not the reason that he was doing this. He loved Elizabeth very much, and wanted to keep her in his life. No other man would be worthy for her. No other man could treat her the way she needed to be treated. Sure, his father had expressed his concerns about not having an heir, and Victor promised that Elizabeth would give him an heir, but he didn't want her for the company. He made plenty of money without it. But he knew that her father's legacy was very important to him as well.

As she placed her head on his shoulder he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, his hand sliding up and down her arm as he held her tight. "I'm glad you haven't forgotten about that garden. It's one of my prized possessions. Every time I walk through it I think of you as a little girl, running through the fountain with your shoes off. Splashing around, laughing like crazy." He said as he shifted behind her, sliding his arms completely around her and pressing behind her. "But then you grew up and stopped visiting your garden." He said with a sigh.

When she asked about the ducks he smirked and nodded his head. "It's been years, and there are many more ducks than you remember. The children of the ducks you remember are all over the place. You'll see them when I take you home." He said with a smile. "There are easily three times as many as you remember. I think they think it's their garden." He said as he laughed.
 
Victor nodded his head as he held her close. Feeling her relax against him. "You're right. You aren't a little girl anymore, and it was inappropriate for you to spend time at my home without a chaperone. It would ruin your mother if people thought that you had been deflowered before you were properly paired with a suitor. Your family would be disgraced. I would never want to see something like that happen, and I know you don't either." He said with a smile. "You were a good daughter, and I know you will make a better wife and mother to our children." He said as he closed his fingers around hers, holding her hand as she laced her fingers in his.

"The only thing that would make the garden prettier is you being there. Just your presence there elevates it to another level." He said as he lifted her hand up and placed a gentle kiss on top of her hand. He looked down into her eyes as she looked back at him, smiling wide, feeling content with her in his arms. As if this was where she belonged. Knowing it was right.

"Yes, he knows. I told him of my intentions this week. Your mother doesn't know though. It will be quite the surprise for her I think." He said with a laugh. "I remember that day you let the boy kiss you. We had to ground you. We couldn't let you grow up thinking it was ok for little boys to steal kisses from you. Because it may have been a little kiss when you were five, but who knows what it could be when you're 16. There are many girls your age who are less than pure out there." He said as he leaned down and pressed his head against hers. "I couldn't let that happen to you."
 
He laughed and nodded his head. "I'm not trying to flatter you, just telling the truth." He said as he shook his head. "And I can't help it if I'm just naturally charming. Sometimes I can't turn it off." He joked with her.

He laughed at the thought of her mother with a list. "I can imagine what your mother puts on her list. I'm sure he had to be rich, have lots of influence, and spoil you. Am I right? What am I missing?" He asked playfully.

When she asked about the kiss he smiled wider. "It's a very tempting offer, and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it many, many times already since I've been here with you. But it would be inappropriate. You've worked so hard this long, we don't have much longer to wait." He said as he reached up and ran his fingers through her hair. His fingertips gently caressing her cheek.

Hearing her talk about what's fair and what's not fair, he looked down into her eyes. "I hadn't really thought about it. This is just our way of life. Women are meant to remain pure for her future husband. A man who is supposed to protect her and care for her. A woman who goes around with many men can't be expected to be true to the one she devotes herself to. Besides, women are supposed to hold themselves to a higher standard than men. Men are hormone driven animals who sometimes can't control themselves, but women are more refined. They are more evolved than that. They shouldn't succumb to their basic instincts." He said as he looked into her eyes.

As he finished talking the Mayor came through the door. "Your hour is up you two. I hope you've enjoyed your time together, and hopefully it will help you to make your decisions." He said as he held the door open. Victor looked down at Elizabeth as his arms moved from around her. "After you." He said with a smile, allowing her back into the ball before he entered after her.
 
Victor saw the unhappiness on her face when he explained things to her. This was part of what her father had told him about. Her questioning the tradition. Her wanting for more. He knew that she understood the traditions very well, otherwise she wouldn't have been valedictorian, but her questioning them was troublesome. He knew that he'd have to fix that, and with time he would. She would fall in line as a good little Stepford wife, he was sure of it.

Victor watched as Elizabeth was swept away, but he didn't fear. He knew that Elizabeth was already his. No amount of dancing and wooing was going to change that. She would come back to him. So Victor went to his corner and waited. Sure, girls came to him, but he showed no interest in them. Barely even talking to them. Only keeping his eyes on his true prize.

He watched her finally come racing back to him, and he welcomed her back to his arms, shooing off the remaining hens from his side. None of them could hold a candle to her. "I was beginning to think that Fabricio was going to spin you around so much your head would pop right off." He joked as he pulled her close, his hands running up and down her back.

As she requested to go Victor nodded his head. "Yes, it has been enough time. I think we've had enough of this ceremony. It's time for us to leave." He said as he placed his jacket once more over her shoulders and extended his arm for her to take like a gentleman. He then led her out front where his car was already waiting for him. His driver opened the back door, surprised to see that Victor was leaving the ball with a woman. His driver had been to many of these events with Victor, and never once seen him leave with someone. "Sir. Madaam." He said as he bent his head to them out of respect, holding the door so they can get inside.

Victor let her in before he followed, moving in next to her. The driver closed the door and Victor instructed him to take them to Elizabeth's parents home. He then sat back and relaxed with her in his arms. The two of them close. Knowing that this was what was right.
 
Travis was very excited as they got out of the car and started to walk toward the house. He knew that this was going to be a big deal. This would probably even make the newspapers. But he was more excited to see how Elizabeth's mother would react to the news. He knew that she'd been worried about what kind of man her daughter would want to marry. What kind of man she'd choose. But Travis had reassured her that everything would be alright.

As they walked into the room he smiled to his friend, letting him know that everything went alright. But he wanted to let Elizabeth give them the official news of their pairing. And when she finally did he couldn't help but laugh at her mother's excitement. "Thank you Marie. It's nice to be accepted into your family, not that I didn't already consider you family before." He said as he moved to hug Marie, and then give his friend a hug.

When she asked if he wanted something to drink he nodded his head. "Yes, a drink would be great. In fact, I think this occasion calls for some champaigne, what do you think?" He said as he smiled over toward Marie, and then to Elizabeth. "I don't know about Liz, but I'm eager to get us married as soon as possible. I'm sure you two are itching for some grandkids already." He said with a laugh, looking over at Elizabeth and giving her a playful wink.
 
Victor was eager to marry her already. Especially seeing her in that dress. It made it difficult for him to hold back at all. She looked so incredible tonight, and the longer he had to wait the harder it was going to be to hold back. Travis stood there silently, his arms crossed as he thought, drinking another glass of champaigne.

Weddings were no longer traditional. Usually the marriage just happened in front of the parents, and you were then married. Large affairs were unheard of in this day. But that's part of what made it appealing. Their marriage was a big deal to the community, so why should they not celebrate it?

Ultimately it would be his decision, but he could see the looks on her face, and her mother's face. They really wanted this to happen, and he wanted to make Elizabeth happy. "Yes, I think a wedding should do us all well. We should have a large celebration with all our friends and family. This will be the biggest party the city has seen in years. It will be spectacular. No expense spared." He said as he made his way over to Elizabeth, his arms wrapping around her as he stood in front of her, looking down into her eyes. "Then you'll be mine." He said with a smile.

Her father stood up and clapped his hands. "Excellent! So it's settled. One month from now we will have a wedding!" Victor didn't break eye contact with her though, looking down into her eyes. Desire and lust filled his eyes. He wanted to kiss her so badly. To have her. It was eating him up inside.
 
Victor was nervous too. He never thought this day would come. While the time seemed to fly for her, it seemed to stop for him. It took forever for them to get there, but now that they were, he couldn't have been happier. The wedding was beign covered by all the biggest news outlets. They'd interviewed both of them before the wedding, and everyone seemed to be making such a big deal about the marriage.

Victor hadn't gotten to see much of Elizabeth, but the little bit that he had seen only seemed to fuel his desire and hunger for her more. But he was so busy writing checks and helping to plan for the wedding that he could hardly focus on anything else.

Finally Victor was standing at the end of the aisle, and waiting for Elizabeth. Part of him was wondering if she'd actually go through with this. As he stood there it felt like he was waiting forever and she still hadn't down up. Looking over at Travis he gave a concerned look. But then the music started, and he saw her standing there and then walking toward him. She looked like an angel. She floated across the red carpet until her hand was in his. He squeezed her hand and smiled down at her. "Glad you could make it." He whispered playfully to her.
 
It was true. They were like a modern day royalty. They often graced the covers of magazines and newspapers. Gossip columns were filled with their names. People both wanted them and wanted to be them. And in that moment, the entire world wanted to be a part of their story. They wanted to feel close and connected to these two people. It was why there was so much of a focus on their wedding, and their marriage. They wanted to feel some connection. To say they were there from the start. And then they'd eagerly follow them through their story. The ups and downs, ins and outs. WHen they did have a child surely the news would follow that as well. But most importantly, they wanted to make sure that they had a proper marriage. One built on a wife's undying devotion to her husband.

When the priest started he heard the vows that Elizabeth was to agree to, and he smiled. They were the vows of his parents, and his parents parents, and those before them. It was their traditional vows, and hearing them said for them was like music to his ears. When the priest then got to him he smiled at his bride, squeezing her hand gently in anticipation. "Nothing would make me happier." He said as he looked into her eyes. He loved her deeply, and as long as she did her duty, he would do his.
 
The kiss was electric. As soon as the priest gave him the all clear he pulled her into him and dipped her, kissing her deeply and passionately. It was clear that he loved her by the way he kissed her, and everyone could see it. Any doubts about his intentions, or how he felt about her would easily be erased in that moment. A moment of pure joy.

"I love you too." He said with a smile as the kiss was broken. Her fingers felt nice scratching his beard. He lowered her to her feet, but kept his arm around her waist. They turned and posed for pictures, waving at the crowds before he smiled down at her. "You've made me the happiest man today." He said to her before smiling and nodding his head. "Yes, let's party!" He said as he took her hand and started to lead her down the aisle again. The crowd in applause for them as they passed everyone.

The guests soon entered the ballroom where the reception was to be held. Everyone dressed in their finest clothes for the event. They all sat at their tables, eagerly awaiting the bride and groom. The two of them were in the back, waiting to be announced. "So, how do you feel?" Victor asked Elizabeth as he stood with her, the two of them finally getting a single moment alone before the party.
 
The party was a whirlwind of handshakes and cheek kisses. People brought the most lavish gifts, and showered them with blessings and good tidings. The party was a who's who of important people, each of them clamoring for even a moment with the happy couple. People were dressed in some of the most elaborate outfits. Dresses that almost looked like plants, or birds. Victor swore one man looked like a tiger. He pointed it out to Elizabeth and the two of them had a good laugh about it.

As the night began to wind down for Victor and Elizabeth, he could see that their guests were still enjoying themselves. So when Elizabeth asked if it was time to go home he smiled and nodded his head. "Yes, let me just do one thing." He leaned in and kissed her lips before letting go of her hand and making his way up to the microphone. The music stopped and Victor spoke.

"Thank you all for joining my wife and I in celebrating our marriage. I know that I speak for her when I say that it was truly an honor having you all here to be here on our special day, and you all will hold a special place in both our hearts. Now, while my wife and I must be heading home, I've given instructions to the staff here to keep the party going as long as you'd like. So please, eat, drink and be merry, and we will see you all soon." He said before going back to Elizabeth and taking her hand.

"Hurry up and let's get out of here before someone else stops us to chat our ears off." He said before starting to race with her out of the hall and outside to the limo waiting for them. "Where to sir?" The driver asked, and Victor smiled, looking into Elizabeth's eyes. "Take us home." He said as he put his arm around her and pulled her close. His lips wasting no time pressing to hers, and kissing her long and passionately. His head tilting to the side to deepen the embrace.
 
Victor wanted her. He wanted her badly. In the car he found it incredibly difficult to not try and rip her dress off and have her right there in the back of the limo. But he kissed her deeply, his hands touching her where he could. Running his hands over her breasts, and through her hair. His lips kissing her deeply and passionately, tongue parting her lips. For someone who had never actually kissed anyone, she was doing pretty well.

He was glad though when they finally pulled into the driveway of their home. It was strange to think of it as their home. Victor had worked hard for the house. He'd paid for it. He'd decorated it. He'd given his blood, sweat and tears for it. Yet now, it was no longer his, it was shared with his wife. The funny part was, he didn't mind. He would give her the world, and she knew it.

Getting out of the car he walked into the house with her, the first time as a married couple. "I just need to get out of this tuxedo. I feel so cooped up in it." He said as he started to undo his tie,and began unbuttoning his shirt a bit. His chest quickly becoming visible to her. He smiled as she looked back at him.

Once they approached the bedroom, without saying a word, he quickly reached down and lifted her up into his arms. "I have to carry you over the threshold, that's tradition, right?" He said with a laugh as he carried her into the bedroom and toward the bed, laying her down on it. "Yeah, go change, and I'll change. We can meet back here." He said as he pulled off his jacket and shirt, hanging them both up behind teh bedroom door. He then pulled off his pants and underwear, changing into a pair of nice boxer briefs. The underwear showed off his package quite well down below.

Once comfortable he moved back to the bed, laying down and waiting for her to reveal herself. And when she did his eyes fixed on her immediately. She looked so sexy in that robe. Slowly Victor moved out of the bed and over toward her. Little by little stepping closer till he was standing over her, his hands playing with her little tie that held her robe together. "May I open my gift?" He asked her playfully.
 
Victor unwrapped Elizabeth like a kid on Christmas, pulling the string and opening the robe to reveal the beauty beneath. He was ready to grab her and take her to bed though when she stopped him, wanting to talk. Victor had waited so long. He wanted her now. He didn't want to talk. This was their wedding night. Anything that needed to be said could be said afterward, or tomorrow. But clearly she wasn't going to budge on this.

He took the champagne from her and toasted their marriage before he listened to what she had to say. He knew that they were all valid points, but Victor wasn't happy about it. Standing up he placed his glass down and walked up to her, placing his hand on her face softly, looking down into her eyes. "I understand you're scared, and you aren't sure that you're ready. That's a natural thing. But it is your duty as a wife to give me children. You know that. You learned that in school." He said as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her softly.

Before she could respond he continued. "I'm not getting any younger, and you are at the peak of your fertility. I don't want to waste anymore time. I need to have children. I need to spread my seed, and secure an heir to my empire." He said as he caressed her face, trying not to lose his patience with her. "You will be a perfect wife, and a perfect mother. We don't need a dog to practice with. Trust me." He said as he leaned down and kissed her lips again softly and slowly.

Reaching down he took her hand, taking the glass from the other and placing it down. "Come now. It's time to enjoy our first night as husband and wife." He said as he started to guide her over toward the bed. A smile on his face as he looked down into her eyes.
 
Victor wasn't going to make it easy for her. He had a plan for the young woman, and it involved a family. A big family. He had to make up for the time he'd lost, and that meant she'd be busy. She wasn't just going to sit around and enjoy a life of luxury. A wife's job was to take care of the husband and take care of the kids. He still had to go to work and provide for her, and she would do her duty for him, just as her mother had done for her father.

Victor looked down and could see the curiosity on her face, knowing she wanted to explore. To learn about him. To learn what he enjoyed. Victor was patient. Watching as her eyes ran over him, followed by her fingers. His fingers ran through her hair, brushing it from her face. His eyes watching hers, smiling as he watched her reactions to his body. As she touched him he could feel his manhood begin to swell. His cock throbbing wiithin the confines of his boxers.

He was starting to see now why she was valedictorian. Everything she did made him feel like a god. The only man alive. Every kiss, every stroke, every gaze, made him feel like he was the most important thing in her life. Affection poured from her lips as she doted on him lovingly. His fingers continued to run through her hair as he watched her. "Good girl." He whispered from his lips as his attention focused on her.

She was so eager and happy to learn. Any hesitation she may have felt seemed to disappear once she began. As she started to shower his cock with attention his body reacted. Heat began radiating through his body, and his muscles began tensing. A deep, pleasant moan left his lips as his head tilted back slightly. Legs opened giving her more room to work. He felt her then take his head into her mouth, and a louder moan left his lips.

Looking down at her he watched her instantly try to take his length. The girl trying so hard to please her new husband. To make him feel good. "Fuck...Lizzy..." He moaned out as he felt her take 3/4 of his dick, calling her by the name he'd called her when she was younger. Then he could see her struggling, trying to take more, but it getting stuck. She wanted so badly to feel more of him in her mouth. Victor ran his fingers into her hair, sliding his hand to the back of her head. Then began pushing her face down on him. His grip forceful as he pushed her face down harder, making her take more and more of his 9 inch length. Seeing her eyes water as she struggled with it.

A smile on his face as his new bride took him deeper and deeper. Holding her face down on his cock, starting to get a little more aggressive in his actions. He was a man, and tonight she'd go from a young lady to a woman.
 
When she pulled him out of her mouth he let out a deep sigh. He was really enjoying the feeling of her warm mouth around his cock, pleasuring him like a good wife. His cock was covered with her saliva, and it felt so warm around him. It didn't take long for him to see what she wanted though. His eyes fixed on her as she crawled across the bed. Her ass wiggling for him, enticing him to join her. He followed, moving with her onto the bed and soon moving ontop of her.

His body pressed to hers as she welcomed him between her legs. She looked like perfection laying there. Her body was that of an angel that fell from heaven. It was flawless. His eyes ran up and down, drinking her in as he started to rub the tip of his dick against her panties. Teasing her a little. Feeling the wet spot against him. "Are you ready for me my love?" He asked as his hand reached down between them. His fingers touching at her panties, rubbing her pussy through them. Massaging her waiting lips through the thin fabric.

He didn't remove the panties though. Instead his fingers hooked into the side of them and started to pull them to the side, revealing her virgin sex to him. Her lips were so soft and smooth as he ran his fingers across them. Feeling her juices that coated the soft skin. She was perfect. Pure and untouched. His fingers caressed her soft skin, rubbing her bare lips. He parted the lips just a little with the tip of his finger as he stroked her slit up and down, rubbing gently against her clitoris. He was enjoying this. Teasing her. Savoring the moment. He wanted to drive her wild with passion.
 
Victor's intention was simply to get her worked up a bit, to get her eager to want to have sex. But as he watched her get worked up more and more he found it harder to stop. He watched her face as she grew more and more excited, her body growing closer to climax. How could he stop now? He had to let her finish. His fingers skillfully bringing her to full orgasm. Feeling her juices flow across his fingertips, rubbing it into her skin.

As she calmed he smiled at her question, nodding his head as he brushed the hair from her face. "Yes, now we can have sex." He said with a laugh, finding it cute that she'd even ask that. His fingers moved from between her legs and to his shaft. Gripping it she'd feel his body start to shift. The head of his cock once more prodding at her wet, slick pussy lips. This time though, as he shifted more, she'd feel his hips start guiding his head between her lips, finally parting them with his thick, mushroom tip.

A deep moan left his lips, and his eyes shut for a moment as he felt her tight pussy start to surround the dip of his penis. Her slick opening welcoming him, but her tight virgin pussy squeezed him tight. "Ohh god..." He groaned out as he started to slide in more forcefully, trying to combat the tightness of her pure opening. He'd never been with a pure girl before, so this was a new experience for him, and he never expected this kind of resistance. He knew that it must have been painful for her as he looked down into her eyes, seeing if she was ok.
 
Victor could see the pain on her face as he started to push himself slowly into her. Sinking deeper and deeper as he parted her thighs. As her legs wrapped around him it only guided him into her deeper. He could feel her tight inner walls squeezing his manhood, as if trying to push him out. But he forced himself deeper, pushing through the pain, and eventually through her hymen. He felt the warmth come over him as he broke through her virginity, claiming her as his own.

"I know it hurts, but it will get better." He assured her as he reached up and caressed her face, holding himself halfway inside of her before he started to slowly rock his hips back and forth. Slowly starting to make love to his beautiful bride on her wedding night.

When she pulled him down he kissed her deeply and passionately, showing her that he was there for her. And as he felt her hips start to work he began working his hips more as well. Rocking them back and forth, pushing himself deeper into her. His thrusts growing faster and harder.

He could see from the look on her face that she was starting to feel a little better, and it gave him freedom to unload a little more on her. Get a little more into it. Soon she'd feel his heavy, semen filled balls slapping against her body as he pushed into her again and again. "I love you. I love you so much." He moaned out as he looked down into her eyes.

As she spun them around his hands instantly moved to her hips, helping to guide her petite body up and down on his dick. He plunged into her so deep, filling her up each time she came down on him. His hips bucking up each time, meeting hers when she came down. He knew that she was about to cum. He could feel it building inside of her. He wasn't very far from his own climax. His shaft started to bulge and throb as the pressure built inside. It would only take a few more strokes before Victor erupted for his new wife.
 
Sweat was covered his own body. Their slick bodies pressed tight together. His hands ran thgourh her hair as he looked into her eyes. He felt so comfortable holding her there in his lap, still buried deep inside of her. He could also sleep just like this, holding her close. It was definitely a new sensation for him also.

When she started to talk about not having a child again his smile faded and he rolled them over, slowly pulling himself out of her as he looked into her eyes. "Why does this have to stop when you get pregnant? Did you think that people don't still have sex during that time?" He shook his head and placed his hand on her belly. "I will put a child into you. That's all there is to it. I don't want to hear anymore of this silly nonsense about waiting. You will have as many children as you can. You will give me a child, and then I will put another in you as soon as I feel you're ready. Do you understand?" His voice growing stern and commanding. Talking to her almost as a father would a child.

The conversation had upset him and he shook his head. "I think it is time for bed. If you wish to remain on my good side you will drop this foolishness by tomorrow, and begin thinking about the kind of wife you truly intend to be for me. Is that understood?" He asked as he reached over and turned off the light in the room. It was late, and they'd had a long day. He also didn't want to argue with her on their wedding night.
 
Victor's day had been filled with meeting after meeting. His customers were always very high maintenance, and required special attention. He had lost track of the time as it progressed, but when Elizabeth showed up he suddenly realized how hungry he was. Moving over to her he smiled and gave her a big kiss back. "Thank god you're here. I'm famished. I've been go go go all day, I haven't had a moment to rest." He said as he took the lunch bag and peeked inside. "So, tell me what you've been..." But before he could ask the question he looked down and saw the puppy. Victor then looked back up at her, arching his eyebrow. "Well it looks like someone's been a busy little bee." He said as she placed him in his lap.

Looking down Victor started to pet the dog. It was hard not to fall in love with the dog. He smiled at it before looking up at Elizabeth. "So is this supposed to be some kind of scheme to get me to agree to wait to have children?" He asked her with a smile. "Because if it is, it's not going to work." He said as he smirked.

Victor had been so busy today that he'd actually missed a few calls on his phone. One such call was from the doctor. Despite Elizabeth's protests, the doctor decided it would be best to notify her husband. So he did so after she left his office. But Victor hadn't yet gotten around to listening to his new message.

"So tell me, what do you have planned for tonight? Shall we give making a baby another go?" He asked with a playful smirk, partially thinking about bending her over and having her again right over his desk.
 
Victor was a little annoyed at the fact that she purchased a dog. She knew full well what he meant when he told her that he wanted kids instead of a dog. She may have thought that he didn't say no to a dog, but that's what he meant. She looked so cute there in his lap, but he needed to teach his little wife a lesson. She needed to know that she couldn't get away with things like this without punishment. He was going to punish her right then and there when she heard her other comments. She was so enticing. The thought of her without her panties made his blood boil. But he knew what she was doing. She was trying to distract him.

He was about to talk when his secretary entered the room to find him there with his new wife. He heard that Mr. Johnson was there, and it annoyed him even more. "No, send him in. I'll take care of this later today." He said before he watched her stand up. He stood up and walked over to her, looking down into her eyes with a serious look on her face. His fingers ran through her hair, and pulled her head back to look into his eyes. "Your allowance is $2000 a day. I don't want to see you spending a penny more. Do you understand? Oh, and be ready for your punishment when I get home. This dog, as cute as he is, was not agreed upon by me, and you need to ask me before you do things like this. So when I get home I expect you waiting in your bed, naked, ready for your punishment. Now go." He said as he released her hair and turned around to head back to his desk. He straightened his tie as he sat down. He looked back at her and waved her off, knowing she was confused.

Befoer Mr. Johnson entered the room he picked up his phone to check the voicemail from the doctor that was waiting for him. As he listened his blood started to boil. He couldn't believe what she'd just done. She needed to learn a lesson. She needed to learn that she wasn't the only one who could be sneaky. He was going to make her sorry she did this and crossed him. And she would learn that she was never going to win with him. That he was the man, and that she belonged to him. She would submit to him like a good wife, one way or another.
 
Victor had taken care of Elizabeth. That was for sure. She'd be in for quite the surprise when she found out what he'd done. But since she went behind his back, he'd go behind hers and give her a taste of her own medicine. He figured right about now she'd be off picking up her "birth control pills" in order to keep herself safe from his seed. The thought brought a smirk to his face. He was definitely going to have his way with his little wifey, and she'd learn a very important lesson. She wasn't going to forget tonight, that was for sure.

Victor's last meeting ended earlier than he'd anticipated, and he quickly drove home. He was excited. He was excited to get home and see Elizabeth. He loved the girl with all his heart, and he wanted to teach her how to be a proper lady. The thought had him almost giddy with glee. As he walked through the door he instantly took in the smell of the food, knowing that she'd been a busy little bee. He found her note and went into the kitchen. He found the table set for two along with a bottle of wine. Seeing this he knew that the punishment could wait. He went to the stairs and leaned against them as he called upstairs.

"Lizzy, come down and eat." He called up to her before heading into the kitchen and pouring two glasses of wine for them. He then sat down at the table and undid his tie. He started to get comfortable as he waited for her. His heart racing. Tonight was going to be so much fun for him.
 
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