Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

[kat]

In a few days it would be a month since that weekend. Grace had yet to work up the courage to go back to the bar, not to mention his house. Not because she didn't want to. But her husband hadn't been away on another trip, and he would notice if she came home and not walk straight. It was lucky enough that his trip had become a couple of days longer the last time, so she had time to recover from the weekend before he got home.

Paul didn't seem to notice much of a difference with her. He didn't say anything. Although he had to notice that she was always dripping wet, whenever he decided to hump her. Not because he had gotten any better, despite what he might think. But because every time he touched her, her mind went straight back to that weekend. That painful, but wonderful weekend.
Grace would have been quite satisfied with the one night at the motel. But he convinced her to go back to his home with him, where she had spent the next couple of days, getting fucked so hard she could barely see straight. He had shown her his cellar, which had terrified her a bit. With all its torture-like equipment. At first she had told him no, when he wanted to tie her up. But he had over powered her and done it anyway. But that bit she had come to like. It was when he left some sort of machine to fuck her for a couple of hours, and left her alone. That she really didn't like. It only left her sore, and exhausted.

It felt like a struggle to keep all that out of her head every day. Especially today. A friend of Graces, or more precisely a cousin, was getting married. Catholics had the largest families, so Grace actually only knew about half of her cousins. And this was one of the ones she didn't have a clue who was. But all cousins had been invited. So definitely someone with money. Grace was quite sure that the bridesmaids had been chosen by the bride's mother, who knew Grace's mother rather well. And that was why she had become a bridesmaid. It was the only explanation that made sense. But there were 5 other bridesmaids, so it wasn't like she had to stand up there alone. They were all standing outside the church now, waiting for the bride and the two head bridesmaids. Paul was probably inside the church, catching up with the few members of her family, he actually knew. While Grace tried to keep up with the other's conversation.

 

[Nighthaven]

Grace had been something, special, a memorable meeting for Jack who had since then been with two other specimen of the female gender, one more of a needy young girl barely legal and starving for the attention of an older man, an the other being an old acquaintance of his, a woman soon to be wed and looking for a last big bang before she'd devote herself completely.

The latter one, Laureen, she was the friend of a friend who always had been someone for the darker tastes when it came about intimate plays, Jack doubted she'd be able to hold that inner perversions of hers back for to long, but then again, he had faith in her ability to seduce a man, like her soon to be husband whom seemed to be somewhat of a dominant person himself, if yet to discover just how possessive he would have to get with Laureen.

Jack had been Laureen's occasional Master, though hardly had she been available enough, which wasn't to say that she was a bad choice for a slave, fact was though that he was obviously only her second choice as, with him, she was getting what her younger boyfriend was yet to shy about.

Was a shame on one level, the girl really went for her hearth, and on the same level gradually taunted her to be husband to embrace his dominance over her. Though unlike most women he had been with, Laureen was one of those that always wanted more then just an adventure, she always basked in the feel of being used, hardly ever ashamed to serve for his pleasure, even if sometimes he used it to humiliate her.

Now though, Jack had to let her go, and even had to promise attending her wedding, which was to be his present to her as she desired him to give her to her new Master, a strange gesture that was a secret between the three of them, well, two of them till he would give her with that hint of the young woman's secret being revealed to him. Still, the whole gesture that was to happen there, it kind of reminded him of Grace, the way she mentioned her husband, and how the very attempt of his mention was being fucked out of that poor woman during that weekend, heck, after those hours Strapped in the Fuck Machine down in his basement, she didn't even care to remember anything but how sore she felt, and to squirm for him when still he would use her.

He kind of missed that, she wasn't the usually Submissive, not a kind he had found before, she didn't even seem aware that she was material to be degraded into the role of a slave, though she did soak it all up, even the things she didn't want to do, she endured it all. Damn how would he like to make her plead again and still have his way with her to hear her moan helplessly.

He was unaware though that fate was seemingly playing a cruel joke on him as he was chatting with the bride, the girl that was soon to change into her wedding dress and the surprise for her husband to be, knowing not that sweet Laureen was a younger relative of the woman he had taken that night in the Motel and dragged into an experience so new and perhaps frightful, and that Grace would soon have to renew part of that experience as now more then even before, Jack craved to ensnare a woman like her into a trap of passion and forced submission.

 

[kat]

The dresses for the bridesmaid were quite hideous. Which seemed to be a tradition. A light purple shade, and it covered her up just as much as her husband liked to cover her up. But it was an entire day outside the four walls of the house, so naturally she was enjoying herself. Grace rarely got to socialize this much. Even if she didn't know that many of her own relatives.

When the bride finally arrived, Grace felt like she was hit by a truck, when she saw Jack. She was fairly sure that her mouth was hanging slightly ajar. When she realized, she quickly forced her eyes to go to the bride, pretending that it was because she looked so beautiful. Which Grace, at the moment, had no idea if that was true or not. Her head was spinning with thoughts of what he was doing there, and what she was going to do, to stay sane, for the duration of the wedding. Just seeing him brought back the same feeling of excitement, she had for that entire weekend. Oh god.. how was she going to do this? As soon as he spotted her, Grace could literally feel his eyes on her body. And despite the big ugly dress, she felt naked.

 

[Nighthaven]

Jack was bemused, to say the least, to find a familiar face within the crowd when his gaze would make a round to judge the scale that this wedding would take, and what a tease it would be, seeing her in one of the bridesmaid dresses, figured that she wasn't there for him, though that shy and ashamed look on her face, it told more then a thousand words to him.

It was Just of her to feel naked as Jack knew her body all to well by now, that dress did little to hide the bare skin to his gaze as he recalled every detail all to well, and details they where that he longed to possess again, and with the wedding still in it's preparation phase, there was at least another hour for him to try and get reacquainted with that fine morsel.

" Laureen ? " Jack ushered to the woman soon to be wed, leaning closer to whisper at her ear, urging her to pay attention briefly to grace, and insist to her to invite that one particular Bridesmaid upstairs into the rooms meant for the bride to change, a strange request even for Laureen, until she catches onto Jacks intention.

Briefly she would decline, but with a brief hint to him knowing her, unlike Laureen who had nearly no idea who Grace was, and an order which she was to receive as being still his Slave, Laureen would giggle, knowing to well that this Bridesmaid was in for a bit of trouble.

About fifteen minutes later, after pretending to chat with Jack and then allowing him some time to disappear ahead into the rented house, Laureen would approach Grace, a wide smile on her face.

" Hey, Grace, is it ? Would you care to help me change ? I need to get ready for my big day .. " she asked, a slightly unusual request as usually one would select help, if needed, beforehand, but given that Laureen may know most of the bridesmaids as well as she knew Grace, it may just be as intended, even if the true intention of this invite was not to arouse suspicion, so Jack could let of some steam with a woman he obviously had enjoyed before, least, Laureen expected as much of Jack, he never was happy for long without a girl to please him, and it was not unknown to her that he had one or the other in bed, it seemed only right to deliver Grace into bed where she was leaving it to wed the man of her dreams.

 

[kat]

When she was approached, Grace turned to see the bride, still not in her dress. True there was still time, but Grace really wouldn't mind if she go a move on. "Uh.. sure.." She would think that that would be the job of the maid of honor. But apparently not.

Following her into the house, Laureen left her at a door, and told her to go in. Then added that she would be right back, before running off. It all seemed very odd to Grace, as she put her hand on the doorknob and stepped inside. "Jack?" Grace went pale as a sheet when she first laid eyes on him. "What .. what are you doing here?" Pictures of that weekend came rushing back to her, at the very sight of him. How he had tied her up and taken her so hard that she thought she was going to pass out. As his eyes rested on her, she felt completely naked, despite the long dress that covered the most of her body.
The rough treatment that he had given her, should have scared her enough to never want to go there again. But she longed for the attention and the pleasure he had given her. And despite normally being a good girl, Grace loved how he fucked her.

 

[Nighthaven]

" Oh, I could ask the same of you my dear.. " Jack responded with a wide grin across his face, he had little intent for a long winded greeting, he still remembered vividly what a fine slave she had been that weekend, and nothing less he'd expect of her now, sure, it was the wedding of another, and chances where that her husband was about, though no one but the Bride and the selected bridesmaid was allowed to enter the second floor of the house, so Grace would just have to be a good girl and keep her pretty mouth shut now.

" Seeing as your here though.. " Jack said with a lustful groan in his voice, approaching Grace with large steps that mean to corner her before she could scrounge up the courage to try and escape, aiming straight to pin her besides the door that she entered through to forcibly lock her into a kiss, his hands going right at work to lift her dress and make unmistakable what he was trying to do.

It had been a weekend back then, a weekend where she wasn't allowed to be dressed, where he made her crawl around naked, where any excuse was valid to use her and coat her skin with cum, and where more often then not took it upon himself to help himself to her, this moment right here, so close to her Relatives wedding, it was still no different as Jacks greeting mostly consisted of the same behavior, he was trying to help himself to her, and the Bride had lead her right there to him, obviously aware of Jacks presence, leaving in essence a very simple conclusion if one would bother to follow the bread crumbs, Grace had been set up right there, and whatever relation jack had towards the bride, it was strong enough for him to dare and try getting her out of her panties.

 

[kat]

Grace made sure to shut the door, before he pinned her beside it. She looked at him with a strange mix of lust and fear in her eyes. There was quite a big chance that someone might walk in on them here. And worst of all, someone might tell Paul. At the thought, Grace reached over and locked the door. The chance of being discovered, also had an arousing effect. As if seeing him, wasn't enough to make her dribbling wet within a few seconds.

She met his lips with a passion that clearly stated that she had longed for him, without having to say anything. As he started to lift her dress, she was glad to know what he had in mind. Her own hands went straight to his pants, fiddling with the button and the zipper, while at the same time being occupied by his lips. Parting her own lips she sought out his tongue with her own. His touches immediately ignited the flame that he had started almost a month ago. But in that time she had had time to mature, and now she wasn't afraid to show him that she wanted him, every little bit of him. And that she would go through all the torture too, if it pleased him.

 

[Nighthaven]

Jack was being quite aggressive now as she responded so well, even to invite his advance with those longing actions of hers, to eagerly reach for the goods in his pants while their tongues ensnared one another in a passionate dance, and while his hands rose her dress to expose the goods he so longed for.

His aggressive approach had a slight disadvantage though as, the moment he'd come to expose her panties, he'd reach right into it's front to tear the fabric off her body, rendering the fabric useless to her, and then, to make it worse, he'd shove his hand between her thighs and firmly massage the moist flower of hers whilst breaking off the kiss with her.

" Go and bend over the bed Slave, present me with your fuck hole, and don't you dare hesitate, you been evading this for far to long and I wont happen to hear you say no ! " he groans at her, allowing her dress to fall again then, though now that he had ruined her panties there was nothing but that dress left to hide her lust, and he would not allow for more to do so, he wanted this delicious play thing to be lit like a lighthouse doing her duty during the wedding with their dark act staining her inner thighs.

" Move it girl ! " he'd hurry her along, no intention to hold himself back, just as it had been back once he had her in his basement, the place where he had stripped her ob both clothes and rights, all he had allowed her was to please, and nothing else he'd be granting her now, and should she hesitate or decline him, he'd force his way onto her, and just as that night after he freed her of that machines abuse, he'd force her to enjoy it still when he'd deny her plea to grand her rest or her desire rather not to be used again.

 

[kat]

Gasping in surprise, Grace felt her underwear tear below her, and being thrown away. She didn't have much time to think of what she would do about it, as he buried his hand between her legs, making her sigh with lust and wanting for him.

As her dress fell back down around her, she planted a last kiss on his lips. "Yes master" Having, at this point, managed to unbutton and unzip his trousers, made it easy for her to stroke the length of his penis as she walked away from him. Approaching the bed, Graced used her hands to fold up the material of the dress, into her hands. Making the inch after inch of her well shaped legs appear from under it, before the edge reached her ass, where she slowly slid it up to rest around her hips. Grace looked back at him as she bent over on the bed, presenting her wet center to him. "Is this was you had in mind, master?" Her voice silky and alluring. By god she wanted to please him, just as much as she wanted him to please her. With all the pain and what not, that might involve. As long as he was pleased with her, she could take anything from him. She expected that he wouldn't waste any time, and she preferred it that way, as she watched him from the bed.

 

[Nighthaven]

Oh cursed be the need for his black garbs, a need to appeal formal, though as much as he hated the need for today's appearance right now, it also made for a need to quickly dispose of those black suit pants, forcing jack to step out of them and approach that presented bareness with greed.

" Oh yes girl, that's exactly what I had in mind ... " he snarled then, no longer to just see the woman before him, but the pleased meat that so sweetly had pleased him so shyly and obediently, forgetting her duty as a wife so willingly to allow the stranger that he was back then, to make use of her in his bed as though it was his right as a man.

" Your going to regret waiting so long Grace, pray your still able to stand when I'm done ! " he ushered in warning then, lowering his white boxer shorts to reveal that thick meat that so greedily had claimed her, primed with lust for her moist silken depths already as he takes position behind her. Then a hard slap caused by the impact of his right hand against her bare buttock as a final warning, and suddenly he'd shove himself up against her waiting depths.

" Now, I'm going to fuck you.. Grace.. " he'd announce, again to use her name instead of calling her his slave, only to slam his hips forward, intruding somewhat unkind into her silken convince, immediately to start thrusting hard into her with his only intention to fill her with his seed, greedy to re-establish his dominance onto this lovely body in memory of what pleasures it had given him before, and only then would he start to show his true face again, both his hands to take hold of her hips as he hisses " I'll show you.. who's slut you are.. " at her, voicing the ferocity that still he was holding back, knowing that grace had to make her appearance at the wedding, though no matter if her husband was indeed around or not, after the wedding, he'd truly ensure she'd not leave without tending to the lust that her absence has left him to build up.

 

[kat]

Grace smiled at the words of approval, she was so glad that she was able to please him. Turning her head, she watched as he got out his big cock from his boxers. Biting her lower lip in anticipation, she hissed with pleasure as he spanked her soft skin. Every single part of her body tingling with sensitivity, because she was so turned on by him. Because she was so starved for attention, she would literally let him do anything to her, to get that attention.

A deep sigh escaped her, as he pushed himself so deeply into her. Grace buried her hands into the sheets as he thrusted into her, making her first sigh, and then moan; "Oh .. yes .. fuck .. me" She held steady against him, wanting to feel him so deep inside her with every thrust. Grace knew perfectly well who's slut she was. She was his, not doubt about that. If it hadn't been for the fact that her husband would beat her senseless if he found out. She would have gone to see him, as soon as the need arose again. Which had been about a week after the weekend. When most of the pain from his handling of her had gone away.

 

[Nighthaven]

Delicious, there was little more to say, there she was, a married woman, supposed to attend a wedding as Bridesmaid, laying on a strangers bed to let a man, other then her husband fuck her, and not a simple one either, Jack was starting to lean further into her and slam hard against that offered nakedness, delighted to fill the room with the sound of skin clashing with skin.

" Don't .. you moan to loud, Doll, or your husband.. Will hear you ! " he would bother to warn her, though it was as if he wanted everyone to hear that he was taking advantage of her as he started to invade grace at alternating angles again, not to grand her a simple task in calming her voice as it was to announce what pleasure she was given by him, even if clearly he was simply using her this very moment.

Still, all the taunting and teasing, all that wait for someone like her to be in his grasp again, oh how he had desired to both worship and abuse her, the anticipation driving him nuts alone, but now to simply grab and fuck her, and for her to simply submit herself to it with such greed to be of use to him, it really got to him, left him moaning and hissing loudly, until, all to soon for his taste, he simply had to slam himself back into that tight cunt to simply blow his load into her, paying no heat to how he wasn't using protection, again, or that the woman he seeded was the wife of another, she was simply his bitch, and he was allowing her to do her duty by milking every least drop into that fertile womb.

" Aahaa... I'm .. going .. to make you feel sorry.. soon Girl, just wait till the wedding is done, your going to need a very good excuse for your husband, ... a very.. good excuse.. " he moaned as he came into her, already determined to let this moment only be the foreplay, it wasn't even open for debate to him, soon as the bride was wed, and the guests dispersed to celebrate at that overly large party, he'd snatch this fine and needy woman to enjoy their reunion, there wasn't going to be any wedding cake for her, though he was glad to share her more then enough icing with her.

 

[kat]

Not be loud. How could she not be loud, when he pounded into her with such passion, a passion she had longed for for too long. It didn't help when he started slamming into her from different angles. Clinging onto the sheets Grace did her best to keep her mouth shut, and only make wimping noises as he gave her so much pleasure in how hard he pounded her against the bed. It was a real challenge to stay quiet, one that she didn't fulfill, but she did restrain it to wimps and small moans, that could only be heard if you listening outside the door. Where you would probably be able to hear the sound of his hips clashing with her buttocks, anyway.

Growing closer and closer to an orgasm, only made it that much harder to stay quiet, and that much more of a disappointment, when he finished all too soon. She didn't complain, as it wasn't the place of a slave to do so. Plus, he promised more, so hopefully she would get to come.. later. "Is that a promise" She looked at him daringly and a bit out of breath. Desperately wishing that they didn't had to go to the ceremony, and could just stay here all day.

 

[Nighthaven]

" Oh no Slut, that's not a promise. " Jack groaned, aware that she hadn't cum, and though he would have preferred for her to get there, he would have punished her for climaxing without permission, he wanted to deny her that pleasure, she wasn't going to get it until after the wedding as, one way or another, she'd be left drooling with need below her dress, he wanted those thighs of hers coated with need and cum and leave her feeling uncomfortable during the wedding, the fear to be present that someone may see what she had done, and what her body was longing to do again.

" Make sure your husband Is getting good and drunk my dear, we don't want him to think anyone but him may have been busy with you, and you'll be sure to look the part ! " Jack hissed at her then, pulling free from her before he'd give into the urge to just go on mounting her, there was still the wedding and he had to bring the young bride to her ,to be husband, just to uphold the image for a while, then nothing would save poor Grace.

" Best get ready my dear, and no panties ! " he would suggest to her as well, she was up here to tend to the bride and her wedding dress, and even though it was just an excuse, she least had to look the part, and right now she looked more like, well, she had a nice romp, which was a fact no less, if not quite as satisfactory for her as it was for him.

 

[kat]

Grace made a slight disappointed noise as she pulled out of her. Wishing that she didn't have to wait, to really feel his passion. As foreplay went, this had to be the cruelest kind. To leave her wanting like that, for who knew how long. If she was lucky he wouldn't wait longer, than til after the ceremony. And if she wasn't lucky, he wouldn't come for her until after the dancing had started, and they could be really loud, without anyone noticing.

"How could I.. you ripped them up." She said as she got to her feet again. Already feeling her juices sliding down her thighs. Even if no one noticed, this would truly be embarrassing. How was she going to look anyone in the eye, when all she could think about, was how she wanted him to make her come again and again, until she was seeing stars. Letting her dress fall down around her, she took a look in the mirror to check her hair and the bit of lipstick she had on. With a bit of editing, it wasn't noticable, that she had just been fucked. Not unless she left a wet trace after herself. Turning back to look at him, she waited for his approval to leave.

 

[Nighthaven]

" Mm, to bad I have gotten no vibrator with me, It would have been a lovely show.. " Jack teased as she turned to show him her handy-work in masking the lustful act they had just been in, a smirk on his face as he admired just how submissive she had become across the course of one weekend, perhaps he should grow more intense a pressure on her to do her duty, she obviously wanted it, and with Laureen, scarce as her presence was, leaving him now for her man, he needed a needy woman like Grace more then ever.

" Go ahead dear, get that fine ass out of here before I'll pin you to a window and have your Husband watch those tit's squeezed against the window.. " he taunted her then, so wanting to just strip her and have half the wedding guests watch her being nailed viciously against the window, he didn't care if people thought of her as some easy slut, in fact, it would make things only simpler, she'd have no other place to go, and he doubted Grace was strong enough to act upon some rumor when man came to try if really she was so easy.

All in due time though, for now he'd just unlock the door and allow her to leave, though not without a firm grope to her ass, an unspoken promise that he still had business with that fine behind, and that Jack was quite eager to take his possession, as he called her when she tried to deny him anything back then, and let her feel just how little that body was left to be hers anymore.

 

[kat]

Grace nearly wished that he wouldn't say things like that. It made her want him all the more, and right now, she really didn't need to be producing more juiced than she already was. During their time apart, she had daydreamed of him, no matter what she was doing. If she was cooking, she imagined he would have her on the kitchen table. If she was hanging up laundry, she imagined him nailing her against a tree. And if Paul was humping her, or forcing her to give him a blowjob, she would imagine that it was him instead. So she had practiced giving blowjobs quite a bit, the last month. Wanting to do a good job, in case Jack ordered her to give him one.

Leaving the room, Grace checked that there were no one in sight, as she headed downstairs again.
The wedding ceremony was absolutely agony for her, as Jack was sitting on the very front row. As he had been the man to give the bride away. She could feel his eyes on her, just as clearly as she felt her juices making its way down her legs. And it felt as if everyone knew, and everyone was watching. She could only hope she wasn't blushing, as she tried to keep her focus on the bride and groom. But her eyes kept creeping back to Jack. Looking for that tattling bulge in his pants, telling her that he couldn't wait either. She tried to keep her mind clean, and not think about how good it would feel to have him rub her clit right now. The mere thought made her shiver. Why was that bloody ceremony so long!?

 

[Nighthaven]

Oh how deliciously nervous Grace seemed, though even more so delightful was it that no longer her husband was a worry to her, so absorbed in her role that her initial worries seemed forgotten, not even a shred of shame or fear to remain apparent that she may have had back then, as though that month of absence has had it's advantageous twist on her mind.

Surely she seemed a lot more eager now to please, and perhaps jack should test just how deep that rabbit hole really went with her as suddenly a chat with her husband seemed most delightful, while she'd be hidden below the table to give his girt some attention.

What delightful challenge that may seem, and perhaps he would try it, though first he had to get through the procession of the wedding, and it would be a long one.

And how long, the Wedding's procession before the altar alone took nearly an hour, ending not with him giving the hand of the bride to be to her husband, but surprisingly a leash, a sheepish wink of Laureen to her husband whom would have to spy the collar to on her neck to which the leash lead, with the words printed in golden letters reading *Masters Slut* on it.

Few else would be able to see that collar, and even fewer what was written on it, though the message for her husband to be would be obvious to him, Laureen hated it with a passion to be called a slut, even more so that collar was to be a wink to her hubby though, a sign of devotion like few others that she could have given him, and together with that leash, it was a surprise that left her future husband confused for a moment.

Knowing though part of Laureen's desires, it sure fired him on, plenty enough to speak his vows with unusual passion as they both seemed to devour one another with their eyes as neither could await to see the other burn that passion into their wedding night.

During the vows being spoken, Jack dared to steal a glimpse at Grace, chuckling amused as still she seemed nervous, a good sign to him as surely she must be starving for her turn of passion as well as the worry of being discovered being so lewd during the wedding of another, soon though, soon that fine ass would squirm for him, and lucky him, the rented house was right besides the church, rented specifically for the big after party which Laureen and her husband would still have to bear with for a bit, least, till they would steal away to have a first taste of their upcoming wedding night.

Good was though that, before they could, the men would have a little surprise for the Husband with a whole load of strippers and other lewd things to drive him nuts with before he got to have his wife for the proper release, a purposely mistimed bachelor party planned to make sure that neither of them would forget their wedding night.

During that however the women would be on their own, save for the few that would help the bride into a very daring outfit with which they would disguise her and smuggle her in between the strippers where the plan was not to reveal herself till she'd be giving him a lap dance in private, and everyone guessed that it would take a while before those two would leave the small chamber again.

It was no ordinary wedding, that was sure, but with that last part, men and women celebrating apart for least the first hour, no one would so easily miss him and Grace, and this time he could make her scream for more.

Finally the plan would come closer to be set in motion too, with the yes words being given, everyone cheering, and the freshly wed couple happily starting a line of followers outside where the flower toss would still be honored, a time for him to make sure all eyes where on Husband and Wife leading this most erotic kind of Wedding he had yet seen, only to grab Graces hand and forbid her to follow the rest so instead she would follow him over to the confession box, after watching wedding vows being shared, Jack was to eager to sully those Grace once may have given, and he wanted her to swallow the worth of those vows down along with the cream topping he was about to feed her.

 

[kat]

For a catholic wedding, it was a bit unheard of, the leash and what not the bride and groom had planned for the party. It was certainly nothing like Grace's own wedding. That had been far more low key. But then again, she had been pregnant, and it had been quickly planned and executed by her parents. Not really caring what she wanted of a wedding.

Finally the ceremony was over, and people were throwing flowers, and shortly after that, started to leave the church to go to the party. Or so Grace thought. For Suddenly Jack was behind her, holding her hand. Nobody seemed to notice. Not even Paul, who had found a couple of men he knew, to talk to. Most likely he would be drunk within the hour. Lucky for her. What was even more lucky, was that everyone who had been in the church for the wedding (priest, choir boys, musicians.. all of them) seemed to have followed the party to the house, where the party was to be. Standing in the church, til they were alone, Grace looked at Jack, but didn't say anything. She knew that he would be able to read from her expression, just how horny she was feeling right now.

 

[Nighthaven]

Jack had little interest waiting, leading grace over to the Confession box where she was to do some good, and by the time the cheers outside rose for the lucky one to have caught the flower bucket, Jack would shove Grace to sit down in the seat where usually the priest would sit to listen to all those sin's.

Grace herself wasn't going to listen to sins though, Jack found the thought of fucking in a church arousing, and while not yet planning to have a whole meal her, he certainly meant to feed Grace as he pulled his thick meat back out of his pants. Then he would simply lean over the younger woman, his left hand reaching behind her head to steer her closer to her meal while groaning, " Time to break your Vow's Slut, get to work ! " at her, trying not to raise his voice to loudly as he intended to stay undiscovered with her, craving to lure the poor thing to such sin in a church, and he'd not stop until he saw those lips of hers wrapped around his rod while she was to have her very own icing on a wedding cake, only that she wasn't going to get any cake, the wedding was the perfect time in Jack's eyes to try and fuck this wonderful woman and make her feel his plaything again, just as he had tried to do one month ago.

 

[kat]

The last people had barely left the church, before Jack pulled her towards the confession's box. As he pulled the curtain closed, Grace felt the familiar sensation of excitement, as she looked up at him in the dim lighting. Grace watched him as he pulled his cock from his pants, biting her lip firmly as he did so. His intentions came clearer as he moved in on her. Even though it wasn't Grace who was going to get pleased by this, she was very excited about it.

Now she would get to show him that she had practiced while they had been apart. So that she would be able to give him more pleasure than she had the last time. Placing a hand at his root, she held his meet with a firm grip, as she let her tongue play with his foreskin at his tip. The other hand, went to his balls, massaging them tenderly. she kept her ears alert to what he might give away of noises, to let her know if she was doing a good job. Sighing a bit herself, she she stopped the teasing play with her tongue, and opened up her mouth and throat to fit as much of his rod into her mouth, as she possibly could. Slowly working her way down over it, taking more and more of him into her, as she proceeded.

 

[Nighthaven]

Jack watched her closely as she begun, though his eagerness to watch Grace was all to soon interrupted by his eyes fluttering halfway shut as he tried to stifle a moan, delighted to feel how much more skillful that mouth and it's tongue had gotten, where before she had mostly had her mouth used as a different kind of pussy, she now was showing that she had far more skill with it if only the lust was there for her to achieve pleasing him, and that was after all what he had taught her that weekend, that it was her duty as slave to please no matter the cost, and damn, did she take her task serious.

" Yes, don't you fool around.. worshiping it to long.. Slave.. Drink up, and then.. I'll fuck you ! " he announced, still mindful to keep his voice no more then a whisper, though already he was growing bolder with how well grace had turned about to completely embrace what he taught her back then, he'd push her, up to the point where she might even steal the bride her show.

" Yes, suck it, we both know.. you been starving for it.. this past month, Slave... don't you think.. for a second, that I'll spare you anything tonight, better.. think of a good excuse.. for your husband.. " he groaned then, craving to feel that mouth working him more eagerly, no longer just to try and feed her his seed, he'd ruin that lovely dress on her, there was no way he'd let her pretend the role of the meek housewife, she was a hungry slut, just what he wanted in her right now, and her appearance soon enough would reflect that hunger of hers to serve.

 

[kat]

Making sure to use her tongue, she pulled herself away. Delighted to hear the slight moan come from him. She really had improved. With the amount of practice she had gotten in the last months, she had nearly mastered the skill of ignoring the urge to vomit, as his cock slid past the very back of her mouth. Whatever was left of that urge, seemed to vanish at the sounds that he was making. It made it all worthwhile.

As he promised to fuck her when she was done, she got more eager to finished the task, and upped her pace to at least double the speed. Forcing herself to the bottom of him, using her tongue to caress his cock as she pulled back, and then repeating the procedure.

Maybe her mind should be working on an excuse for Paul, to explain where she had gone, or where she would be, during the party. But all she could think about now, was him, and how she wanted to please him, so he would let her come, the next time he fucked her. Because she so needed to come.

 

[Nighthaven]

Graces work was doing quite a workout on Jack, getting him to moan quite a bit as it grew increasingly hard for him to keep his voice down. At this pace, and how skillfully that tongue administered it's attention, coupled with just how deep she took him in, it was crazy, already to coax one or the other spurt of pre from him.

" Oohoo god.. " he would moan-whimper eventually, his girt starting to twitch with delight as he could not hold himself back much longer, the level of attention, and the constant threat of being discovered doing this in a church, it was so intense, driving Jack soon to grunt defensively to try and hold back his moans, but then moan anyway as he he'd reach his orgasm, his left hand after all to hold Grace's head close to his crotch so wave after wave of his seed could be fed to her, wanting her to swallow after all as still he'd need to take her over to the house where he could really let loose on her.

" Yess, Swallow... girl.. do drink up, I .. have plenty more for you.. still.. " he would groan, still surprised just how good she had gotten with her mouth, though it did goes to show how much that weekend had tickled out the needy girl wanting to be noticed and used.

 

[kat]

Grace sighed against him, as he moaned. She could see why he liked it when she moaned, it was incredibly arousing. Keeping her hands working at his balls, as she swallowed him whole. There was no mistaking that her juices were flowing out of her. But only slightly worrying Grace, that it might leave a big wet patch on her dress.

When Jack came into her, well more throat than mouth. Grace really didn't have other choice than to swallow the fruits of her labor. Not that she didn't wanted to swallow, when he ordered her to. But there was also something pleasing to herself, to swallow his cum. Beyond what was just because it pleased him. As she moved back to let go of him, Grace made sure to remove any trace of cum on him. When he was out, she wiped her mouth, before looking up at him. Really, really hoping that he would take her now. Having to wait til later, would be nearly cruel. But as the role of a slave, she really wasn't allowed to speak up about her wants or needs. She was totally reliable on his wants, to whether or not she would get any sort of reward for a job well done.