Arranged to be Bound (randomname98766789 x Sweet Nothings)

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Today, wedding bells would be sounding for young Heather Shields and James Wright. It wasn't going to be any regular wedding, either. Some traditions never die and the tradition they were taking part of seemed to be one of them. For hundreds of years, the Wright and Shields family have been very wealthy and very powerful even when their ancestors occupied England, then traveling across the pond to the Americas. Hundreds of years later, this tradition is still going strong and another chapter was about to begin.

Heather and James were neighbors their entire lives, living in two beautiful mansions a few miles out of the city. Ever since Heather was old enough to attend school, she was sent to be home-schooled by her mother. The specialty here was that she didn't learn only the normal standards of what she needed to know to graduate school, but she also learned how to be a proper submissive housewife. All her life, she would have been trained and taught a number of things including how to please her husband in all areas, not just sexually, how to take care of the house, how to cook, and so on. After she had completed her courses to earn the equivalent of a high school diploma, then she would be married off to James to start her new life, putting what she learned into action. This was something the two families did often when having two children near the same age and of opposite Genders. Heather's and James' mother both went through the same thing when they were young.

James had just turned twenty years old and was entering his Junior year in college. Over six feet tall, an excellent football player, a smart business major, and handsome, he seemed to have it all. It was sure funny how he never dated at all even though quite a few girls showed interest. It was no secret that James and Heather would marry, however. All through their lives, they have had contact nearly every day or every other day. in fact, he is honestly the only non-Shields-family member that Heather ever had contact with. They both knew what was going to happen so they were both kept pure and decent for one another. When Heather was trained for sexual pleasuring, she used toys and watched videos but never did anything with another man. James was happy for that.

The wedding ceremony would take place in the Wright mansion. After this concluded, the two would travel to the private beach house for their two week honeymoon before heading to James new apartment off campus to live. It was going to be a full set of weeks for the young couple but James was more than eager. Just as this was considered unorthodox and different, their ceremony would be the same. James still stood down in the living room with a very nice, tailored suite on his body as he waited. His parents and Heather's mother were sitting on the couch. James' mother of course sat very obediently beside his father and Heather's mother sat on the adjacent couch, waiting for her husband. They could all remember their weddings and James was now more eager than ever. Soon enough, it would be time for the marriage to be officially started.

Just then, Heather was led out by her father. Her clothing consisted of sexy white lingerie and that was it. She was being led out on a leash that her father removed from her neck once he had led her beside of her future husband because when they went on their honeymoon, they would have their private collaring ceremony which was possibly more meaningful than this ceremony. The rest of her attire is up to him and he had informed her father what he wanted: Heather's hands should be tied behind of her back and there should be a cleave gag in her mouth- that's it. James was a rather simple guy and a simple binding of her wrists and a simple gag made him happy. When she was being led down to him, his eyes went wide as he saw his wife-to-be. She looked perfect, better than all of his fantasies combined. He was already so in love and he knew she was too. This was the start of their new life together.

Her father handed James both rings and then step back to begin the ceremony. They had their own little version of what a traditional marriage is. he spoke about the family history, how important this was, and so forth but James could not take his eyes off Heather. This girl was the most beautiful woman he'd ever lay eyes on and that was the truth. Then, the time finally arrived for the big question to ask.

"James, do you take Heather to be your wife and your submissive?"

"Yes, I do." He replied with a hue smile.

"Good. Now Heather, do you take James to be your husband and your Master?"

After nodding to James, James reached up to slip the cloth out of Heather's mouth so she could speak. Of course after she spoke and they kissed, James would gag her right back so she shouldn't get used to not being gagged. Besides, she had been taught all her life that James most favorite thing in the world were gags and she should wear them as often as he tells her, which would be a lot.

 

[Sweet Nothings]

Heather could hardly believe that everything she’d been training for seemed to finally be happening. Growing up she’d been told that her husband had already been chosen, which led to a lengthy yet enjoyable courting process. They had always written each other letters. In grade school their topics of discussion were mild and vague only to develop as they both grew and entered puberty. As time passed, James changed from a boy that she cared for into a man that she loved and desired to please. Eventually James or various family members would check in to receive an update of her lesson plan. It was important that she learned everything relevant to pleasuring her promised husband.

Finally, their day had come. What made it real was donning her custom made lingerie. When presenting a daughter, each family made it a point to emphasize beauty and subservience while wrapping the bride as much as they could like a present. Even her restraints were extravagant; a lengthy string of pearls wound tightly and biting gently into her pale skin. As her father slipped a fine length of silk between her lips and secured the knot at the back of her head, he seemed to be beaming with pride. With a gentle touch he ran his thumb across her chin and placed a small kiss at her forehead.

The bride was beaming as she rounded the corner of the hall and entered the living room. Finally, she could fulfill her purpose. She couldn’t walk faster if she wanted to; her Father set the pace of their approach. Heather could tell by the look in his eyes that he was just as excited to be there as she was. Knowing that he matched her own level of excitement only made her more enthusiastic. At his side, she wiggled in her restraints. How she longed to simply lean against him and nuzzle into his touch. Her excitement was obvious; grinning despite the gag and swooning at his mere presence.

The speech was perfect because it came from him. After happily claiming her as his wife and submissive she began to tear up. As simple as it was, the girl trembled at his touch. The gag slipped from plush lips and hardly had time to be pulled away before her response.

“Most certainly yes, I do.” Her voice was pure honey, soft and airy; a treat for the ears.

The kiss was perfect. Offering all of herself, she leaned in to greedily accept all that he dared to offer before their parents. His lips were heaven. Having dreamt of this very moment for years, nothing her imagination could create would have been able to stand up to the real thing. It took every fiber of resolve she had not to moan from the intimacy. She craved it, she’d been trained to. He would have to initiate the withdrawal and replace the gag. With that, she was bound to and for him. A promise of servitude that Heather seemed more than ecstatic to bear.

 

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After Heather affirmed her side of the commitment, a huge smile spread on James’ face. Honestly, everyone was smiling but none more so than James. Heather’s father was very happy because he knew his daughter was in good hands. James was a very worthy Master of his sweet Heather.

“Very well. Now, the Master may kiss his Slave.”

It was music to James’ ears to hear this being said and the blonde man leaned down, touching their lips together. He would set the pace of the kiss of course and that pace was set by him cupping her cheeks with a gentle touch, his head tilting and causing the kiss to be more passionate and more involved. Pulling away, his eyes were locked right onto hers and the love shone bright in both sets of eyes. Just as he planned, he then slipped the cleave gag right back into her mouth and shivered happily.

After that, it was time for the rings to be slipped on each of their fingers. Since she was tied up, James slipped the ring onto his own finger then walked behind of her, slipping her ring onto the appropriate finger and then gave her hand a squeeze. At the end, everyone was all happy for them and formed a line where the couple could huge each family member. Of course, Heather was to stay bound and gagged throughout this process. Once they reached the end, the two fathers expressed how happy they were and wished them the best of luck on their honeymoon.

“Your car is all packed just as you ordered, my son-in-law. It’s a pleasure to welcome you into the family now. I know you will treat her well and I know that she has been trained well.” Her father spoke before clasping James on the shoulder then releasing. Thanking them all, James took one hand to both of her bound hands to lead her out the front door to the car.

The drive to the beach house was going to be a couple of hours so it was best they get started to arrive before dark. Like a gentleman, he held all the doors open for his wife and helped her slip inside. Once inside, he kept her just like this except he wrapped one of his jackets around her. This was because he didn’t want anyone else riding passed them or beside them to see his wife like this. While some Masters may share, this family really didn’t share but the choice was up to the man and James’ choice was, if any man dared to even look at Heather for long than one second, they would probably get their ass kicked. No one was going to have her other than him.

Slipping into the driver’s seat, he looked over at her and smiled, reaching over and kissing her over the gag in her mouth. His mother always made a point to emphasize the use of gags, sometimes making her do homework with a gag in her mouth or do any everyday chore while being gagged so she would be accustomed to it. She was also reminded that when she was gagged, she should still kiss him and try to talk because that brought him the most pleasure. In their letters, James talked about gags before. They weren’t to keep her quiet. They were to make her sound muffled and sexy because he thought it was really hot.

“Now, let’s get on our way, my love. We have much still to do.” Smiling at her, he let one large hand rest on her thigh before squeezing it and then starting the car, driving out the driveway and heading onto the road.