3 comments/ 34980 views/ 3 favorites Shayla By: smoothlibra I went to her door, knocking softly at first. I heard a sound as someone inside stood close to the door, obviously checking me out. The door opened inward to a partially lit room with a light brown rug. The room didn't look lived in. The furniture was sparse and the place was too orderly. I glanced around the door at the young, brown woman who was now closing it. She was in her mid-twenties, athletic-looking, pretty, but not overly so. She smiled shyly at me, allowing me to relax somewhat. "You're very beautiful," I said. "Do all of your customers say that to you?" "Some.." She seemed honestly pleased by my complement. I kissed her hard, reacting to my attraction to her in more ways than one. To my surprise, she returned my kiss with an equal amount of passion, looking excitedly into my eyes. "Let's go into the other room" she whispered, again using the same awkward smile as when we first spoke. She led me to a very clean bathroom. "You can shower here first. I'm going to get the other room ready. There are mints in the bowl on the sink." I stripped off my clothes casually, taking a mint. Already swollen, my penis throbbed as I reached in and turned on the water for the shower. Finishing quickly, I dried off, wrapping a fresh towel around my waist, finding myself unable to conceal the bulge of excitement pushing into the cloth. I entered a small bedroom, which was decorated with black lacquered Japanese fans and screens. A tape played Stan Getz, the soft jazz drifting across the room above the bed. As I lay back on the bed, my penis relaxed beneath the towel. The brown woman re-appeared. Five-five, (obviously a runner from the looks of her muscular legs), straight, brown shoulder-length hair, she looked good in her casual t-shirt and underwear. "I'm Shayla" she said as she sat down on the bed. She rubbed my shoulders softly. "Is this your first sensual massage?" "Yes. How does this work?" Continuing to gently apply pressure to my upper body, she spoke. "$180 for a mutual massage, $280 for the special." I looked at Shayla, replying without hesitation "I'll have to go for the special. You're just too beautiful to resist!" Shayla kept surprising me with her reaction to my compliments. She kissed me again, then began massaging my lower back. I lay down, stretching out to massage her exposed feet and lower legs. I loved touching her feet. They were a little big, giving her a degree of imperfection that I liked very much. As I moved slowly up to Shayla's thighs, my penis began to stiffen, a bubble of liquid forming at it's tip. I liked this girl. I liked my tan body, my thick cock against her soft, brown skin. I wanted to give... Shayla twisted, drawing her mouth around my hard penis, taking it slowly. I caressed her thighs, moving my hand between the curve of her ass to feel the surprising wetness of her. I ran my fingers through her soft pubic mound hair, than slipped a finger into her to find her labia swollen and creamy with women-scent. Shayla's face swung toward me, dreamy, soft, her lips touching mine as her desire built. Slipping a condom on my cock, she drew me into her. Hot, tight, smooth, her cunt throbbing with the sensations of each slow thrust. Shayla kissed me, her tongue searching for my tongue, her pussy gripping my cock. The sounds of our love-making grew stronger, skin slapping together, moisture building. Shayla's head rolled to the side, her ecstasy building. She pulled my rock-hard cock deeper and deeper into her tight pussy. I didn't want it to stop. I wanted to pull out, relax, start again, but it felt too damn good. Shayla exploded into orgasm, then came again, each time her moist pussy clenching my penis, her legs wrapped tightly around my back. I pushed deeper, wanting to please her one more time before I exploded...cum shot out of my cock, blasting into Shayla in a series of huge, throbbing bursts. I pushed harder and harder with the energy of each burst until my cum ran out, my cock still hard, throbbing in her. We held each other, panting softly for many minutes, listening to our breathing, touching the fingertips of our hands, our toes, our lips, our breasts, not wanting to let go. We lay back, told each other general stuff, nothing private, things like what we did outside of this situation. We both were interested in people, in teaching, in culture, in travel... Shayla cleaned up while I dressed. I left the money I owed her on her pillow... Coming from the bathroom in her silk robe Shayla looked radiant, fresh... I went to my car and got an amethyst that I had dug up on a recent trip to the desert. "For you." I said, kissing her softly on the lips. "See ya again... and I did..." Shayla in the Half-light Shayla was expecting me and I was expecting Shayla. On the long drive to Shayla's place in the East Bay, I had been enjoying a joint and some jazz in my truck. It was a beautiful Saturday morning and I felt totally free. Stoned, I had on only a t-shirt, baggy shorts and flip flops. My penis stuck stiffly out of my pant leg, a clear film of excitement forming on it's tip. I rubbed the head of my cock, thinking about Shayla as I drove. My penis responded, throbbing, almost painfully hard, just the way I liked him. As I drove up to Shayla's I tried unsuccessfully to arrange my cock so that it wouldn't stick out so obviously. I moved across the parking lot awkwardly, my penis pressing hard against the front of my baggy shorts. Shayla came to the door quickly after I knocked. I moved into the now familiar half-light of her place. Shayla smiled sweetly. "Oh my! That looks great!" she said, looking at the protrusion my hard cock made against my shorts. She kissed me hard on the mouth, pressing her hand excitedly against my stiffness. "Why don't you get cleaned up while I pick out an outfit. What sort of clothes are you in the mood for?" "How about something white and lacy, or a short, white skirt and white stockings?" I replied, trying to appear calm and relaxed. She laughed softly at my obvious discomfort. "Pick out what you are in the mood for Shayla. You'd look good in anything." After showering, I went straight to the bed, not bothering with a towel. My cock was huge, straining at it's own skin to expand even more. Shayla came to bed. Black teddy and crotchless, lacy black panties, long chocolate legs, shy face....She held me, kissing me passionately. Our toungues touched, rolling smoothly over each other's lips like water flowing over a falls. Totally aroused, I peeled her clothes from her body to expose her soft, brown skin, her small erect breasts, her scent... I placed a piece of Saran Wrap across her mound, stroking her labia and clit with my tongue, unable to go deep enough to satisfy my lust for her taste. Frustrated, I peeled off the barrier, burying my head between her legs, tasting the woman-scent of her. Shayla pushed her face against my thighs, biting me softly, moaning, taking my rock-hard cock into her mouth, bobbing her head slowly until her lips touched the surrounding hair. We licked and tasted each other until neither of us could stand the tension any longer. I sprang on top of her, turning her over the edge of the mattress in the process, sliding my penis into her vagina from the back. Shayla grasped her pillow, her groans growing louder, my cock becoming stiffer. I pulled out, flipped her roughly, penetrating her from the front..... again and again and again, my cock slamming against her beautiful tuft of black, coarse hair until she moaned loudly and clutched my arms. I was getting close, liquid covering the head of my penis, some hers, some mine. I pulled out of her, tongued her again to make the seconds last. Finally, unable to hold myself back any longer, I lifted Shayla's legs, shoving my cock into her, slamming my pubic area against her mound, hard, again and again, until my cum sprayed inside her. We both growled, biting and clutching at each other, rolling off of the mattress unto the floor, my penis hard and sensitive inside her. I held her close, kissing her cheek, her arms thrown around my back. I listened for her breath, smelled hard at her scent, pulled her face into mine. We lay, quietly talking, talking...... Shayla rose and went across the room. Opening a drawer, she came back with a piece of paper. She sat down next to me, kissing me softly on the neck. She scribbled something on the paper and handed it to me. "Here's my real address. I trust you. Tonight, at 9 p.m....can you be there?" 9 p.m. didn't come soon enough. I pulled up to a row of apartment houses across from San Francisco State on Turk Street. I had to circle the block three times to find a parking space. I was parked a few blocks away from the address Shayla had given me, but the walk allowed my cock some time to relax and shrink back down to normal size. I liked Shayla. I didn't want her to think that being with her was all about sex. Well, at least for me it wasn't. I found the right address and rang the buzzer for apartment two by reaching through the locked entrance gate. Shayla's voice came on the speaker. "Is that you John?" she asked. "I'll be right down.." Shayla was dressed in a sweatshirt and jeans when she came to the gate and unlocked it. She looked more like the college student that she really was than the sensual masseuse that I had experienced earlier in the day. "You look nice she said," kissing me on the lips. "Come on up." We walked up to the second floor and entered her apartment. "My roommate is out. She works with me at the same place in the East Bay. You'll have to meet her." My thoughts raced with the proposition of having two gorgeous black women at the same time, assuming Shayla's roomy was black. I liked Shayla, and I was surprised that I seemed willing to entertain the idea of sharing our bed with another woman. Yeah, I know, but I'm usually not like that. At least I never had been when I really cared about someone. Shayla led me through a dark hallway into the light of her bedroom. It was a simple room: a bed on the floor, a desk with a computer and a bookshelf on it. "Would you like some wine John?" "Sure Shay...Do you have any red?" "How's Merlot sound?" "Fine. Mind if I light up a joint?" "That's fine. I'll go get the wine." As Shayla left the room, I looked to see what books she had on her shelf. Thoreau, poetry, Langston Hughes, Erica Jong....Then I saw something that made me smile...the amethyst I had given Shayla a few weeks back was sitting in a central place on her desk. About that time Shayla re-entered the room, carrying a bottle of Merlot and two glasses. We sat down on the edge of her mattress on the floor. I lit up the joint I had been holding, drawing on it deeply, and passing it towards Shay... "No thanks. I don't smoke any more." I took a few more hits, then put the doobie out. "Hope you didn't mind. I like to relax a little first. Besides, the pot helps my cock get harder and stay harder." "Oh really? Well, we'll have to see about that!" Shayla put down her wine glass. She pushed me gently backwards onto the bed, her hands immediately going to the swollen bulge in the front of my pants. Shayla kissed the bulge, at the same time undoing my jeans and zipper. I helped her pull my pants down and she jerked them over my ankles. "No fair girl" I exclaimed. "I want to taste you too!" Shayla sat up and began undoing her jeans. She stood up, sliding them the rest of the way off. Shayla lay down beside me, caressing my face and smiling. I slid my hands down the smooth skin of her belly until I reached her patch of fur, which sent a little quiver through her as I touched it. Kissing me, she moved her hand onto my stiff cock, squeezing and loosening her fingers around my shaft. I reached up under her sweatshirt until I found her nipples, rubbing my thumbs over them until they stiffened, causing Shayla to moan and arch her back. I rolled her gently onto her back, moving my tongue down her body until it found her cunt. I licked her creamy juices while she rubbed my cock with her face. She started to put my penis into her mouth, but I pulled myself out. "Not yet Shay. I want to pay attention to what I'm doing down here!" Shayla giggled. "Okay, but I want to suck you, and I won't resist for too long...." I loved the taste and smell of this woman. I hate to compare her taste to the salty blend of a chicken pot pie, but what can I say? Shay was damn good. When I tasted her, I wanted more! Shayla knew that I was really getting into eating her. She began to nibble at the end of my cock, licking the salty syrup that was beinning to leak out. I thrust my tongue deeper, pulling it slowly out against her clit, hardening at the thought of getting this gorgeous woman so excited. Shayla responded by grabbing my cock in one hand and shoving it into her mouth as far as she could while still stroking the part of my shaft that she held in her hand. She sucked hard, pressing her lips tight against my swollen member. I groaned, arching my back, thrusting my thick cock into her mouth, fucking her face. Shayla stuck her finger in my ass, making me go wild. I lifted her up in the air, carefully placing her on her back on the mattress. Without a word, I pushed my hard cock into her swollen, wet hole. I slid into her until our pubic mounds touched, then lifted her pussy with my cock until her back arched. She became a wild woman, rolling me over onto my back, straddling me, bending my cock as she leaned backwards, thrusting up and down. Shayla swiveled her body around so that I was now facing her fine black ass. "Want to watch my ass while I fuck you?" she breathed. "What does your cock look like going into me? Is it sexy? Do we look good together?" "You are so fine! I love watching my cock go into your fine pink pussy baby! I just want to throw you down and fuck you in your tight little ass!" After a few more strokes I couldn't handle it. This woman was driving me crazy. Shayla tried to resist me rising, but I was too big, too strong. My biceps tightened as I grabbed my little honey, and without pulling out my cock, turned her over with me still inside. My hard thrusts brought an instant reaction from her. "Yeah baby, ohhhhh, yes, harder baby, that's the way I like it!" Her groans brought my climax closer every second. "Ride that big fat cock baby! Ride it!" Shayla reached under herself to rub her swollen pussy. "Ohhhh, Ohhhhhh, Ohhhhhh ya baby, ya, unhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Ohhh myyy godddddd, yes, yes , ohhhhhhhhh. Her last cum did it for me. "Goddddddd damnnnn, fuck me baby, here comes my load...... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Still hard, I let me throbbing cock move slowly back and forth in Shayla's steaming, swollen cunt. "Baby, you are so fucking good! Ohhh shitttt, here I come againnn! I shouted, filling Shayla with another load of steamy cum. I could feel her body give one last quiver of orgasm as I came, then I fell off of her , sweating and breathing hard. "Shit girl, that was soooo good! So fucking good!" Shayla cuddled next to me, her arm going around my chest. "You're not so bad yourself!" she whispered, kissing me softly on the ear. We lay almost an hour together in each other's embrace, quietly listening to each other breathe while the fog filled up the San Francisco night. Shayla Rules Shiny in Every Way This is a repost under new name. ***** The High Chancellor of the United Council of the Realms was extraordinarily beautiful, brilliant, and as her family history defined, she really did have a long, elegant, regal name. While descended from a royal family with a noble lineage, her ascent to High Chancellor was not by heritage but rather through sheer force of will, power and intelligence. Tall at not quite 6 feet, her face was a study in classical beauty and proportion, her eyes a stark emerald green. But physically, her most well noted and remarkable feature was her lustrous, thick wavy shoulder-length auburn hair that had such body and softness that it quite literally shined. So while she did have a noble name of great elegance, nonetheless that remarkable hair is why, people think anyway, the one person in all the realms called her, simply... "Shiny!" Shayla squealed happily when she saw The High Chancellor in the castle corridor outside the throne room. Shayla unceremoniously grabbed her around the waist and kissed her very deeply, with a vast amount of tongue. Shiny responded in kind, ignoring the occasional gawk or sideways glance from the various highborns, aristocrats and bureaucrats who were passing them by in the hallway. Shayla was an unconventionally beautiful Elf, average height for her race which made her about 5 inches shorter than Shiny. Her hair was cut into a kind of page-boy look, with bangs and sandy brown-blonde hair that was a little up off her shoulders. Her face was round with a cute little button of a nose in the middle and an almost always a mischievous smile below it. "Look what I had made for you, Shiny!" Shayla exclaimed conspiratorially, pulling her off into a little alcove, and turning her back to the corridor to shield them both from view. She withdrew something from under her tunic. Shiny smiled warmly and examined what Shayla offered her. It was a wooden dildo about 1 1/2 inches thick and 6 1/2 inches long with a slightly more bulbous round head about 1 3/4ths inches thick. Its base had several holes for straps. "It's for your butt," Shayla said brightly, only slightly cautious to keep her voice down. "You know, bigger and thicker than the one I've been using on you. To bugger you with." Shiny laughed. "I guessed that. It's very ... sweet. Thanks, I guess." Shayla pouted. "What, you don't like it? It cost a bunch to have it all whittled and polished like that. And you know, it's bigger and thicker. For your butt." Smiling, Shiny glanced around, and when the hall was empty, she took the dildo and sucked the head into her mouth a little, then took it out and kissed Shayla. "I like it because you like it. If you want it bigger and thicker, then make it bigger and thicker." Clapping her hands together in delight, Shayla said, "Yay! Does that mean I can start the carpenter on making the next size up?" Turning the dildo over in her hand and looking at it, she nodded and smiled at Shayla again. "I love you. You can make it as big and as thick as you want." "Nahhhhh," Shayla said, "you don't mean that. Really. If I eventually made it as big and as thick as I wanted, it'd be like..." and she made a giant "O" with both of her hands. Then she stretched her hands out in front of her about as wide apart as her shoulders. Shiny just kept smiling. Shayla then looked right and left at her hands, her brow furrowed, then she stretched them out a little wider apart, still staring back and forth at each. As if precisely measuring something. She kept moving them apart until they were each several inches wider apart than her shoulders. Then she smiled, and nodded. "Horse cock sized," she said simply, smiling happily. Shrugging, Shiny said, "If that's what you want, then that's what I want. I mean, if you think it will ever fit." Shayla squealed with delight and jumped into Shiny's arms, locking her legs around Shiny's waist and giving her a deep soul-tongue kiss. Shiny chuckled at the sight of the shocked passerby. When Shayla pulled her face away, she said, "Oh, it'll fit. Buttholes are very stretchy. Plus, butts go up forever. Not like your pussy. Butts can take anything, no matter how long they are. See? I have the best girlfriend in the entire world. You'll let me do anything with you, won't you?" Shiny nodded. "Anything you want, whenever you want." "Then marry me," Shayla said matter-of-factly. "You said anything. That's what I want. For a start. The other nasty, dirty stuff I want, we'll do that too. But for now, marry me." Eyes tearing up, Shiny nodded. "I would love to marry you, Shayla." Hopping off her, Shayla said, "Good. That's settled then. I'll be the wife of the king of the world or whatever you are. That means I'll be a queen. Sortof. Or whatever." "Not exactly king or queen," Shiny said, "I'm just the High Chancellor. It's not a royal position." Shayla nodded eagerly, "Yeah, whatever. You know I don't like royals anyway. But you are a royal by birth, you know it and I know it, but you're ok. Because you love me. Because you're eventually going to let me bugger your ass with a horse-cock sized dildo." "If I'd known that's all it would take, I would have had the carpenter make me one for you in the first place." She squealed again with delight, kissed Shiny again, said, "That's not as fun. I like to design them myself. Plus, you are so silly; you can't take a horse-sized dick right away. You've got to go up in steps until you can take it all. Don't worry, you'll get there. Trust me." Shiny said, "I do trust you. Whatever you want is what I want." Giggling, Shayla exclaimed, "I know! Isn't that the greatest?" * * * Shiny (the High Chancellor) was married to Shayla just two days later in what was a bizarre cross between a Sacred High Ceremony and the Most Common Ceremony of all time. At Shayla's insistence, while they both wore High Sacred Gowns for the Ceremony itself, right afterward, right on the isle, they took them off and had them carted away. Beneath the High Gowns they wore basic leather and fabric greaves and tunics. The left half of the Great Cathedral hall, the Royals, remained silent, some even turning away. The right half, the Commoner half who were invited by Shayla (and forced to be accepted to the gathering by Shiny's decree) cheered. The Wedding Ball was more of a blend of the two worlds. There were Sacred High Dances interspersed with Common Dances. The Common crowd was raucous and unruly and hilarious. The High Crowd showed some initial disdain, but after enough alcohol, eventually, the two groups blended into a truly spectacular party. The High Crowd had been given permission by the highest authority in the land to act like they were 'just anyone', and they took advantage. They all could, would and did later claim any of their "uncouth" actions were simply in accordance with the decree of the High Chancellor, who had specified that all actions at the Ball we're to not be 'in accordance with any diplomatic or aristocratic protocols'. And they were right. The Holy Wedding was universally regarded as the best wedding anyone, Royal or Commoner, had ever attended. Actually, it was regarded as The Best Party Ever. In their wedding chamber, Shayla brought out the new dildo again. "Remember this," she asked mischievously, parading it in front of Shiny in a kind of sexy dance. "Oh, I do," Shiny said. "I expect to know it more intimately very shortly." Shayla pounced on her, covering her with kisses. She pulled back. Her face became very serious for a moment. "You know that I really love you, right? Like ... I've never loved anyone in my life like I love you. I never even thought I could. I didn't just want to marry you because you'll let me fuck you with a horse-dick sized dildo. And worse things than that. I married you because I love you more than I fucking love life. And I love fucking life a lot." Shiny laughed, kissed her back, and replied, "That is the best vow you could have ever said. You should have said that on the altar." Bursting out laughing, Shayla laughed until she cried and her stomach hurt. "I love that!" she shouted. "I should have!! I would have loved to see the faces on your crowd if I said that!! I love it!" Then her face got serious again, and she kissed Shiny deeply. She pulled back and said simply, "I love you." And she proved it that night, as she did every day. Shayla made love to Shiny in every form, licking her, tasting her, sucking every part of her. Shiny returned every lick and suck. Shayla started in on Shiny's mouth of course, with a long session of deep tongue kissing. Then she slowly drifted down, kissing and biting Shiny's neck, licking the hollow of her throat. Down still more, until she circled her gentle angel-kisses around her breasts, kissing each one in turn. She pulled her head up to look down, first into Shiny's incredible emerald green eyes, now so soft they were like green pools, then down onto her breasts. "You have truly perfect tits," Shayla breathed. "Truly perfect. Not too big, not too small. But mostly, the world's most perfect nipples." Aureole the size of the kingdom's High Coin, about 1 inch wide, colored a much darker tan in contrast to the light tan of her skin. And nipples that protruded hungrily, just asking to be sucked. And Shayla obliged. She feasted gently but slowly on one, then on the other. Then she was a little more ravenous on each. Then she swallowed them hungrily herself, nipping gently at them, biting slightly. Shiny moaned and arched her back hard. Shayla kept moving downward, kissing all around Shiny's tummy, then licking her navel thoroughly. Still moving down, she passed through the very short, soft, V-shaped tightly trimmed auburn girl-fur that was Shiny's 'pussy mane', inhaling the scent and sighing from the heaven-ness of it. She only gently kissed all around the perfect, small-lipped pussy, and then kept going down, kissing Shiny's thighs gently on first one inner thigh, then the other. Again Shiny moaned and arched her back, urging her pussy forward toward Shayla's mouth. But Shayla had more to explore. Her mouth kept going, down her legs, tongue-stroking along her calves, until she got to her ankles, where she gently kissed, licked and nibbled all around. Shiny was going crazy with this, moaning loudly, sometimes even making a kind of yelping sound. Then Shayla's tongue went flat, and she just glided it down, over the heel, and all along the instep of Shiny's left foot. Shiny shuddered, her foot almost pulling away as she gasped. Then Shayla's mouth found Shiny's perfect little toes, and one by one, she sucked them into her mouth, giving each one head as if they were little clits. And to Shiny, they seemed to be, because she was in a kind of controlled thrashing, enough to keep her foot in Shayla's mouth, but otherwise, a tight-ball of lust and ecstasy barely contained. "Your feet smell amazing," Shayla breathed, her own pussy sopping wet from heat and hunger, "they smell like you so much. If I could fit your whole fucking foot into my mouth, I would." And, to her credit, she tried. She first got two toes in, then three, then four, and finally all five, her mouth splayed wide, shoving as much of Shiny's foot in as she could while running her tongue in circles of eight around all of them ... up between the big and next toe, then down the next, up the next, down, up, then repeating backwards, her tongue threading between Shiny's toes like a snake on a quest. She switched feet, moving to Shiny's right foot, using one hand to hold the foot to her mouth while she used her other hand to massage Shiny's pussy. She sucked and slid her tongue all over, but her hand didn't go straight for Shiny's clit. She used broad strokes, and multiple finger inserts, and she kept sucking the toes until Shiny came like she was a firework that had been stored too long. Shiny erupted, bucking crazily all over the bed, shouting, bouncing her head into the wall, her hips juddering and her legs closing like vise clamps while they shook and shuddered. Shayla let the perfect, soft toes out of her mouth, let her fingers pull away from Shiny's pussy. And she waited until her perfect girl was settled down, still in a high state of sex, but down from her peak. Then she slowly re-kissed the trail up her legs to her pussy. "I am, I think, literally in heaven," Shayla said. And she started in on Shiny's pussy. Circling at first, cat-like licks, kisses. Suckling a single sliver of her sweet tiny lips in. Kissing more. Then bolder. Tongue penetrating Shiny's vagina, Shiny moaning like crazy. Sucking the lips more, more boldly. Then finally settling on Shiny's clit. Shayla sucked it like it was her soul, which, by her own definition, it essentially was. Softly at first, then more, then she added just a single finger to Shiny's pussy, and she kept at her clit. Then she added a second finger into her pussy, then lastly, her pinkie finger into Shiny's ass. Shiny came like a volcano, erupting again, thrashing, screaming, holding Shayla's head hard to her pussy while she came and came. And when it was done, when she was spent, she pushed Shayla's head away while she gasped and shuddered and her breath rattled. Shayla waited, patiently, staring up from in between Shiny's legs. She just waited. Until the breathing returned to normal, all the shuddering stopped. And Shiny was quiet again. Peaceful. Shayla smiled. She liked Shiny at peace. But she liked her more when she was made ... crazy. Like Shayla was. Shayla started to move toward the table at the side of the bed, but Shiny suddenly became animated. She grabbed Shayla around the waist and flipped her over on her back. "Uh uh," Shiny said. "This is a two-way street, and I want my turn." "Ohhhhh," Shayla said, clapping. "Please, go ahead, take a turn!" And Shiny did. She said, "I think I'll go from the bottom up." "Ohhhhh!" Shayla exclaimed, and then asked, "Literally?" Shiny smiled. "Not the way you're thinking. Actual literally." Shimmying down the bed, Shiny brought Shayla's feet, both of them, up to her lips. She stared at them at first, smiling. "My feet my smell good, but yours are the most adorable beautiful feet in the world. You have perfect toes, sweet, in a perfect arc." And with that, Shiny first kissed each of her 10 toes, then, without further ceremony, she leaned Shayla's right pinkie toe into her left cheek, then pulled, widening her mouth, and she got her mouth wide enough to slide the big toe into her right cheek, then she pulled a little on the heel until all 5 toes and a little more into her mouth, stuffing it. Shayla was just staring at this display, and she uttered, "Oh...my...god." Shiny started sucking Shayla's foot, running her tongue between the toes, over them, under them, along the pad. She kept sucking and tonguing for about 5 minutes, then switched to the other foot, repeating the process of fully stuffing her mouth with as much of Shayla's left foot as she could manage She sucked the whole of her 5 toes and more like it was a giant cock, moving her head up and down on it. She tongued it, sucked it, like it was water and she was in the desert. Shayla was squealing with delight the whole time, writhing, fingering her pussy. She had two orgasms while Shiny mouth-banged her feet. There was no way Shiny was finished. She let slip the various toes from her mouth, Shayla's feet sopping wet with saliva, and Shiny let her tongue ride up first the left leg all the way to within an inch of Shayla's crotch, then the right leg. She kissed Shayla's pussy gently, and then went passed it, up her belly, to settle hungrily on Shayla's small, tight pink nipples. Mewling like a cat, Shayla rocked side to side while Shiny sucked and bit and nibbled at her nipples, her hands massaging them both while her mouth worked alternatively at one, then another. She kept this up for a long time, maybe twenty minutes. Shayla kept rocking side to side and mewling. Finally, Shiny kissed her way down Shayla's belly, until was face to pussy. "No art more beautiful than the God's art," she whispered ... and then she sank her face beneath that perfect art, and kissed Shayla's anus. Then she licked it. Then she gently stuck her tongue inside, until gently stopped being gently, until Shiny was aggressively tongue-fucking Shayla's ass, Shayla shouting and yelping, Shiny just going and going and going. In and out, swirling around, pressing as deep as possible, swirling more. "I love it," Shiny said, so urgent, "I love the way your asshole tastes. I could fucking eat your asshole every day for the rest of my life." Shayla screamed with delight, bucked her butt against Shiny's face repeatedly, getting as much of Shiny's tongue in her ass as she could. Shiny responded in kind, her goal being to explore Shayla's asshole in every way. The two of them bucked and flexed and bounced, the whole time Shiny with her tongue up inside Shayla's asshole. They quieted down from the ass-eating, and then Shiny said, "I love your ass. But I love your pussy more than anything else in the universe." And Shiny then dived into the thing that she loved more than anything, licking, sucking almost trying to absorb Shayla's pussy. She shoved her tongue into Shayla's vagina, tongue fucked it forever, then sucked the labia, then fed on Shayla's clit like it was her lifeline. She sucked it, tongued it, swirled it. Shayla's clit was, for Shiny, basically life. And she ate it that way. Shayla came once, then twice, then, after twenty more minutes, a third time. She bucked and spasmed, and came until she grabbed Shiny's hair and pulled her up for a kiss that was beyond ultimate. Their mouths met, their tongues blended, and their was nothing other than a simple, single union of the two of them for the next twenty minutes as their tongues worked in each others mouths. "I love you," Shayla said at last. "I love you," Shiny responded. With a sly look, Shayla sneaked out from underneath Shiny and she crawled over to the side of the bed and pulled the new dildo and harness out of the drawer. She flipped Shiny over onto her back. With Shiny lying on her back, Shayla strapped the device to her hips and locking the strap between her legs and up to the rear. "Time for us to use your new toy," she cooed. "Yay," Shiny replied with feigned enthusiasm. "Ohh, tch, tch," Shayla said, "a bit of sarcasm, yes? Come on, you'll love it, you know it!" Shiny laughed, "I know, I know I will. It's just that it will take me a little getting used to it. It's just a little new for me. Before you did me with that first, smaller one, I'd never had that done to me before." "Mmmm hmmm," Shayla nodded knowingly, "and remember, this is just the start. I'm going to introduce you to a lot of things you've never done before. You're in for that aren't you?" This time Shiny nodded with genuine enthusiasm. "Completely. I love your imagination and I can't wait to see the crazy stuff you want us to do. I really, really do." Shayla nodded with equal enthusiasm, "Yes, yes, yes! We're gonna start right now too. Assume the position!" "What position is that, exactly?" "Ah ha! Good question. When I want you to show me how much you want it, I'm gonna tell you to 'Present'. That means turn around, knees spread, ass up in the air, and face down, arms out to your sides or above your head. By showing me your asshole like that, you are telling me it's mine to fuck." "Uhh, ok," Shiny said. "Do I do it now?" Shayla nodded and said, "Present!" Shiny rolled over, left her head down at the top of the bed and shimmied her knees up under her so that her ass was up in the air facing Shayla. "Now, I want you to actually beg for it," Shayla said. "Tell me what you want." Shiny's head turned sideways, she said plainly, "Please fuck my ass." Shayla Rules Shiny in Every Way Shayla said, "Mistress. Say, 'Please fuck my ass, Mistress'. And some enthusiasm please." "Oh," Shiny said. "Some Master and Slave play! That's fun. I like it!" Shayla said, "Yes, yes. Now say it!" Shiny said, "Please fuck my ass, Mistress," Shiny said with some real enthusiasm. Shayla squealed. "Oh my god, my clitty just buzzed like a beehive when you said that. I totally want you to be my sexy slave girl. You want that don't you, little slave girl?" Shiny nodded, said, "Yes, Mistress. I want to be your little slave girl." Clapping happily, Shayla said, "Good good good! Ok, now first, from now on when I'm buggering you seriously like this, we gotta shut off your pussy so you can focus just on your ass. To do that, we use these," she said, leaning over again and pulling a small sack out of the table drawer. She produced a handful of very sturdy, wide clothespins which she put near Shiny's face. "Ta da!" Shiny looked at the thick clothespins, then furrowed her brows and looked over at the bedside table. "What else do you have in that drawer?" Giggling, Shayla said, "Oh, in time you'll find out. It's a magic drawer. It's got everything you'll ever need in it. Now though, for these," she shook the clothespins in front of Shiny's face, "they are industrial clothespin clamps, from the castle's military laundry. See? They're stronger, wider and with a tighter springy-thing than normal clothespins. These go on your pussy, see. That way, it'll hurt your pussy, make it throb and so the pleasure you get in your ass will be the thing you focus on, to take your mind off your pussy. It works. It's really fun!" Shiny swallowed hard, and then smiled. "If you say so." "I do, I do," Shayla nodded, pulling back. "Here we go!" She pulled Shiny's little pussy lips out, and set the first clamp on, clamping the lips together at the base farthest from her clit. "Uhhmm...ouch," Shiny said, squirming a little. "You'll get used to it," Shayla said matter-of-factly. She kept putting the clamps on until Shiny's whole pussy was sealed up by the clamps. She finished it off with a clamp on the skin over her clitoral hood. "Ta da! Again! See!" "Uhhhmmm...ouch," was all Shiny said. "Yep, I agree," Shayla said, nodding vigorously. "It's working already!" Then she started with fingers into Shiny's ass. Just one, then two then three then four. Until Shiny was ready. Shayla lubed the dildo up with thick oil and then she pushed it slowly in, then out, then in, then out, into Shiny's perfect little asshole. Shiny moaned, almost growled, and said huskily, "Yes, Mistress. Yes." Once she got her dildo all the way in, then Shayla started seriously fucking that perfect little ass, hands on Shiny's hips, thrusting into her butt furiously while Shiny howled and bucked back against her. While pounding Shiny's ass, Shayla said seriously, "See, what's great about a dildo, instead of a real cock, is my dildo never gets limp. A real cock goes limp after it cums. My dildo stays hard, so I can fuck you for as long as I want. Isn't that great?" "Uhhhhmmmmmhhhhhhh," was Shiny's response as the dildo continued to slide rapidly in and out of her asshole relentlessly. For over twenty minutes. At about ten minutes, Shiny had her first orgasm. This excited Shayla so much, she sped up rather than slowed down, shouting, "Shiny came anally! Shiny came anally!" After just a little more than 10 additional minutes of the pounding, Shiny came again, screaming like a banshee. This was followed by more even louder shouting, "Shiny came anally! Twice! Shiny came anally! Twice!" After the second orgasm, when Shiny started slipping down to her stomach, exhausted, laying flat on the bed, Shayla followed her, stopping her thrusts, until she was just settled quietly on top of Shiny's back, dildo still buried all the way inside her. Shayla was kissing her ears and neck, whispering, "I love my Shiny. I love my Shiny," over and over again. She wormed her hand down between Shiny's legs, and keeping the dildo in, she slowly pulled each clamp gently off Shiny's pussy, Shiny making an "ooomph" sound with each one removed. After about 10 minutes, she slid the dildo out, unstrapped it. She inspected it, nodded, and then licked it thoroughly. "Tastes like fucking heaven," she said. She brought it over to Shiny's lips. "Taste it. Tastes like fucking heaven." Shiny opened her mouth, and Shayla slipped it into her mouth for her to suck on, then pulled it out and said, "Lick it clean. It's fucking heaven, baby." Shiny dutifully licked up and down every square inch of the dildo, Shayla guiding the length and width of it all around her mouth, letting her tongue and lips and mouth scour it, the taste of Shiny's ass filling her mouth and throat. "Whass it taste like, baby?" Shayla asked. "Like fucking heaven," Shiny sighed, eyes closed, exhausted, satisfied, spent. * * * The next day started out normal, they dressed, ate, and went about the day's business. While Shiny attended to her High Chancellor duties, Shayla went out on her own special business. When Shiny was done toward the end of the day, she got a message that said, "I'm waiting for you at home, Shiny. Come as soon as you are ready." When she got home, Shayla caught Shiny at the door and placed a blindfold on her. She led Shiny by the hand into the suite's private dining room. She said into Shiny's ear, "I've done some remodeling. I hope you like it! After all, we always eat in the kitchen, so we never use this room anyway." Shayla took the blindfold off. Shiny gasped. There was no dining table anymore, or anything resembling one. The windows were covered over with thick red drapes. In the center of the room, there were fur-padded ankle shackles bolted to pins in the floor, there was a lever system hooked to the ceiling beams, and there were double-padded wrist shackles hanging from the rope tied to the pulley system. On the north side of that was a carpenter's sawhorse, padded heavily in the center and widened with a plank, with padded shackles on the base of all four legs. On the south side was a padded bench like a leaned-back angled chair, but with leggings and stirrups pointing up from the base. On the west side, there was a big, wide velvet covered ottoman, great thick leather straps anchored around the center. On the east side a long, spare day-bed with padded shackles tied on all four corners. Along the walls were pegs that held a wide variety of whips, paddles and canes. There was an armoire in one corner, open, its drawers wide. They held velvet linings with all kinds of accoutrements made of steel and leather and wood. "This is now the Bonus Room!" Shayla exclaimed. "Holy shite," Shiny said, staring at it all. "The door locks," Shayla said, nodding her head toward it. "I improved the lock about 1000 percent. It can't be picked. Only you and I will have the key. Safe enough for you, Shiny?" Shiny kept gaping around the room. She nodded. Then she asked, "You did this all in a day?" Shayla kissed Shiny on the lips. And stared into her eyes. "Actually, I've been planning this since I met you. I started all the real work on it almost a month before I asked you to marry me. I had everything already made by then. I just had all the installation done today. None of the workmen will talk. They're all outsiders. They're all my Guild buddies." Shiny was still just staring in amazement, but she said, shaking her head, "Whatever. I'm glad you made it that secret, but I don't care. You're my wife. If anyone finds out, I don't care. It's none of their fucking business what we do in our sex life." Clutching her in a bear hug, Shayla deep tongue-kissed Shiny for 15 straight minutes, Shiny's pussy growing wetter and wetter all the time. When Shayla pulled back, she said, "Every word out of your mouth is why I married you. I did all that covert shit to protect you from being embarrassed about me. And yet you couldn't give a shite what anyone thinks about me or what we do!" "If I may say so," Shiny said, staring back into her eyes, "it's because I fucking love you." "Yep," Shayla said, filling Shiny's mouth with her tongue again. When they finished their soul-kiss, Shiny said, "Well ... I mean ... fuck. I'm going to be ... I mean, I don't even know what I'm going to be. I'm sure you know what all of this stuff is for?" Shayla nodded eagerly, "Yes, yes! You will too, soon. We won't use it all right away, that'd be crazy. We'll just use as much as we can as soon as we can ... and keep using more and more and more!" Shiny was still staring into her eyes. "I told you before. Whatever you want, whenever you want it. I'm yours. The thing is ... this is the best present you could ever give me. You did all of this ... for me. You dreamed up every weird and crazy thing that you could possibly do to me, and you did it for me. This whole fucking room, this is a dream you dreamed just for me. About me. For me. I ... can't even tell you how much I love you for that, because any and everything you do to me in here ... it's all a fucking love poem of your own to me. And I am utterly blessed to receive it." Shayla's head bounced up and down again eagerly, and she said, "I know, I know, I know! You get it, you get it! It's all for you! I have the best Shiny in the whole universe! I have the best ... fucking ... wife ... ever." Shiny replied, "No. I have the best ...you. I have the best you ever." "Yeah, you do," Shayla said. She said it flippantly at first, then once again looked deep into Shiny's eyes and was serious. "Yes, you really do," Shayla said, and she kissed Shiny as deeply as her tongue and her soul could. "We're going to start now," Shayla whispered. "With that whole fucking love poem to you. It's going to be hard. You see this room and you see the poem. But when you live it, it will be really, really hard." "Yes," Shiny whispered back, smiling deeply. "If it wasn't hard, it wouldn't be your poem." "Uh huh, uh huh," Shayla replied with her vigorous nod. She grabbed Shiny by the hand and led her over to the ottoman. First she stripped Shiny naked, having her lie stomach-down on it, putting her legs and arms through the straps, so she was basically doggy-style, but supported by the cushion of the ottoman. Shayla tightened the straps so Shiny couldn't move. "Okay, okay, so what I really, really want to see on you is a bit of color," Shayla said. "A bit of color?" Shiny asked. "Mmmm hmmm. Color. Rosy red from paddles or spanking, and especially some nice red zebra stripes from canes or whips." Shiny laughed. "Well, with all of this equipment, I certainly expected some of that." "Yeah, yeah, but what you don't understand," Shayla went on, "is that it doesn't just turn me on to do those things to you. It turns me on 10 times more to see the COLOR on your skin. To see that rosy red or the stripes. It's the perfect gift that keeps on giving, and even get's better after. Might make me cum just to just fucking look at you." "Whoa," Shiny said, "again, if I'd known that from the beginning I would have gotten whipped earlier. By all means, give me some color!" "Two things," Shayla said. "I told you this would be hard, and I mean, you know, this is the hard part about it. Getting color hurts. Like, sometimes, a whole lot. So, again, so, you know, I want to be sure..." "I want it Mistress," Shiny said. "I want it. Color me." Shayla made a strange sound, almost like a cough, but mixed with a moan. "I think I just came a little." She giggled. "Okay, second thing. Uhhm, mostly, when people do this kind of crazy stuff that hurts, there's a word or something you can do to make me stop if I'm going too far. So, we can do that, but then I can't use this ball gag..." she said, indicating it in her hand. "It's ok," Shiny said. "I trust you." "Yeah, yeah, but, I can get really crazy," Shayla said. "But I can, I can, I can tell. You can show me if I do too much. I guess, shake your whole head back and forth, like, you know, saying 'no'." Shiny nodded. "I can make myself clear if I need to. But I don't think I'll need to. I have a high tolerance for pain. And I have an even higher trust in you." "But you'll, you know, be maybe really, really colored. And like, it'll still hurt after it's done. It will, you know, linger." Shiny laughed. "See. It's the gift that keeps on giving." Shayla made that strange noise again. Then gasped, "Another little cum. I fucking love you!" "Right back at you," Shiny said, settling into the cushion for what she knew would be a long night. And the long night started. Shayla, now all business, tied the stiffened deerskin ball-gag into her mouth, holes drilled through it so Shiny could breathe easily. Shayla went to her wall of implements, and chose a wide paddle with holes drilled in it. "First, the rosy cheeks," Shayla said. And she spanked Shiny hard with it on her exposed bottom, a medium-hard spank. Shiny flinched, made a muffled shout into the gag. "Sound is appreciated," Shayla said. "Don't hold back. Don't exaggerate either. I hate that. But don't think I'll be impressed if you just stoically take everything. That's bullshit. We're not about bullshit. When it fucking hurts, say it." "And so," Shayla continued, "you didn't say much on that one. And your bottom isn't colored much other than a tiny little pink." Her voice got hoarse with sexuality, deep, throaty, then she said, "I want real color, baby. Get ready. It's coming now." Shayla slammed the paddle hard into Shiny's ass and Shiny screamed fully into her ball-gag. Shiny did not move her head, she just moaned and moaned after that, but her head didn't move, her mouth restrained by the ball-gag. Standing back, Shayla waited. And the Color started to show. At first, it was a paddle-shaped mark, just light, and then it deepened, and then deepened more, until it was bright red with little purple marks speckled through the red. Shayla waited, as the color deepened, then, she started crying. It was just the tiniest of tears at first, but then she really started crying. Shayla cried. Shiny heard, but couldn't do anything. She was bound and gagged. Still crying, Shayla said, "I'm looking at your butt right now. It's crazy. You would ... I fucking love you. And I am now going to color you bad. I am going to color you so bad. I am going to color you so fucking bad." And she did. Shayla slapped Shiny's ass hard with the paddle, but then she went to the cat-o-9-tails. And she swatted the 9-tails all over Shiny's butt, thighs and back. And lots of color surfaced. Stripes across her back, her butt and her thighs. And Shiny's response to all of that were groans, shouts and grunts into her ball gag. Shayla didn't stop, she hit Shiny harder and harder, until Shiny's voice wasn't just "oomph" it was a scream. Then Shayla hit her more like that, and Shiny screamed into her ball-gag more. But Shiny didn't ever shake her head. Shiny shouted, her eyes watered, but she didn't shake her head back and forth. "I'm coloring you bad, baby," Shayla said, and she whipped the cat-o-9-tails hard against Shiny's back. Shiny shouted again, but never moved her head side to side. "Fucking Shiny," Shayla said, and she went to the wall, and took up a cane. "Fucking Shiny," she said again. Then she started hitting Shiny's butt and thighs with the cane. Strapping it across them. And red welts came right up, and Shiny yelled each time into her ball-gag. But Shiny's head never moved. So Shayla canvassed Shiny's back, butt and thighs with the cane. Whacking it harder and harder. It was striking color everywhere it went, raising up big red welts. And Shiny was yelling with each hit through her ball gag. And the more it went on, the more Shiny started collapsing, her shouts descending into uncontrollable sobs. And then Shiny had an orgasm. Rapture amongst her tears. She convulsed and spasmed and let out huge gasping cries of both pain and pleasure, shuddering and thrashing. "Fuck, fuck, fuck Shiny!" Shayla screamed in concert with Shiny's noises into the ball-gag. Shayla didn't stop at all, she went on with the cane, raising more welts as Shiny came and came. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, fuck!" Shayla screamed and she fingered her clit to an earth-shattering orgasm. Shayla convulsed herself, shuddering and staggering, and she dropped the cane and just tackled Shiny on her ottoman, and Shayla came and came. The rapture in her orgasm was all engulfing, like Shiny's. She wrapped her arms under Shiny, and just shuddered and came like she'd never come before, a soul-stunning heart-engulfing torrent... Shayla lay panting on top of Shiny, sobbing. She was crying like she'd never cried before, crying like a baby, gasping and trying to just catch her breath. Shiny lay beneath her. Shiny said "Mmmmmmph," into her ball-gag. After several more minutes of sobbing, Shayla unhooked the ball-gag. Shiny said, whispering gently, "This isn't just hard for me. It's hard for you." Shayla, already sobbing, collapsed as much more as she could into Shiny's back. Shiny said, "I love you more than life itself. You cannot harm me. And I can and will help you. Every day. In every way. I am your support. And you are my life." And Shayla cried herself to sleep, clutching the back of the still strapped and bound Shiny. They slept together, Shayla atop Shiny, both clasped together in unison. * * * Their exhaustion was so complete that, despite the odd position, they didn't wake up until it was almost dawn. Shayla undid the straps tying Shiny to the ottoman, and then rolled her over on her back, Shiny wincing a little as her welts first lost contact with Shayla's skin, then again as her back pressed against the fabric. Shayla still lay on top of her. Shayla kissed her tenderly at first, then pulled up and stared deep into Shiny's eyes. "I'm supposed to be your dominant Mistress," Shayla said, "and here I spent the last part of the night sobbing into your hair." "You are my Mistress," Shiny agreed, "but you are also my wife. As my Mistress, you can love me in certain ways. You told me you loved me in that way with The Color. Which, you gave me, beyond my imagination. And I loved it because precisely it was your imagination. As my wife, you are just as bound to love me in other ways. And that very specifically includes when you are vulnerable." "See, because you are Shiny," Shayla replied, "I knew you'd say something like that. Because, like, it really doesn't bother you. If, sometimes, maybe, I'm not always the strong one." "Whenever you are strong, I am your submissive little sex slave," Shiny said. "Whenever you are weak, I am your strength." Shayla giggled. "Not laughing like that's funny. Laughing like, I married a girl who is both the world's most fucking romantic poet in just her regular fucking way of talking, and at the same time, let's me bugger her with dildos and whip the shite out of her. Crazy. I mean, if you were in competition for world's best treasure, well, you know, there's no fucking competition. Shiny always wins." "Shiny won Shayla. Shayla wins Shiny," Shiny said. "Yep, yep! That's the truth! Okay, okay ... gotta get salve into your backside. That shite has got to hurt, plus, we need it to keep you all soft and smooth and velvety." "Yes," Shiny agreed, "some salve sounds really quite nice right now." Shayla got them up, brought Shiny out of the Bonus Room and into the bedroom. Shayla mixed the numbing herbs with the salve herbs, and applied them to all of Shiny's back, every stripe or welt or red spot. "So, these things," Shayla said, "here's the deal. They'll make it stop hurting, they'll make your skin all perfect and sexy-like and they'll start healing your welts right away." Shayla Rules Shiny in Every Way Shiny, leaned over a table as Shayla applied the stuff, said, "That sounds really, really good to me." Shayla nodded, and said, "Yeah, it is good. Cuz, the thing is, all these herbs and the formula will actually heal you within a day or so. This is a good thing." Shiny said, "Yes, so it will stop hurting." Shayla said, "No, no, no. Not at all. It's a good thing because once it's healed, I can do it to you again. If we didn't have the herbs and shite, I'd have to wait like a week before we did it again. With the herbs, I can do it again in just two days. Isn't that great?" Shiny was silent for just a moment. Shayla knew it, caught it, but didn't say anything. Then Shiny said, "Yes, Mistress. Every day you want to do it, I want to do it." Shayla leaned in then, serious as everything. "Shiny ... you mean that? Because if you don't, I want you to say it. I love you no matter what." Shiny turned to her, and then said, "I told you last night, that you have my body at your disposal. You can do anything to and with my body, and I will never object." Shiny paused, and then said, "But last night I also told you, in my actions, that you have my soul, and I have yours. Are we both agreed on that? That you have my body in any way that you ever want ... as long as I have your soul forever?" Shayla paused a moment, then turned to Shiny. "If I haven't made that clear, Shiny, you are my soul." Shiny nodded, "You have. I just wanted it in words. My body, yours forever in any way you want. As long as your soul is mine, forever. Your soul, mine, because mine has always been yours." Shayla giggled. "I can't even imagine ... sure, maybe I could find someone like you who wanted all the sex. Maybe, if that was my angle, someone who wanted all the love. There is no fucking way I could find both." Shiny didn't budge. "Just re-confirming. My body, yours, your soul, mine. And mine yours. We're clear on all that right?" Shayla pounced on her, kissing her ravenously. "Fucking right! Your body, mine, my fucking soul, yours!" "And my soul, yours," Shiny corrected. "You have my soul and body." Shayla pulled up again to look at Shiny's face and she said seriously, "Can I marry you again?" Shiny laughed. "As many times as you want." Shayla nodded a lot, then said, "Could be a bunch." * * * Turned out a bunch was indeed, well, a bunch. Shayla "Re-Proposed" the next day, actually getting down on one knee for it. The first "Re-Wedding", as Shayla chose to call it, happened just two days later, much like the time-delay from the first wedding. Shayla picked the venue though Shiny insisted it be small, no more than 50 guests. It would be held at a large caravan-trader's tavern outside of the city. Shayla invited her 25 guests, and Shiny invited 25 of her own, however, Shiny's invitations very clearly spelled out that this was entirely optional, and could and should be declined by anyone who had any other plans whatsoever. And no RSVP was required, it was simply 'come or don't', there were to be no diplomatic repercussions. That news was also circulated amongst the diplomatic community, and it was understood to be true. So, the first Re-Wedding only had 35 people in attendance. 15 of Shiny's guests didn't show up. Despite that, what followed was noted by the attendees as "the second best party ever", second only to the first "real" wedding. Shayla Re-Proposed to Shiny literally the same night of the first Re-Wedding, down on one knee again. As always, Shiny said "yes", and cried. Shiny said, "Shayla, you make my soul wet". Shayla replied, "I'm going to fuck your soul so much that you never will want me to stop". Shiny's simple reply, "Done and done. I already never want you to stop." Four days after that, the second Re-Wedding happened. Shiny got to pick the venue this time, but she stuck with the theme, and she chose to hold it in the abandoned Classic Cathedral about 20 miles from the city. She chose it because of its beautiful architecture and its position atop a hill overlooking the whole valley. This time, all 50 attendees were present. It was universally called "the third best party ever". Invitations to Re-Weddings became the absolute hottest ticket in all The Realms. But the invitations were in very short supply, and Re-Weddings themselves would happen only at the whim of Shayla. And no one could predict what that would mean. The next day after the 2nd Re-Wedding proceeded as normal, with Shiny working, Shayla just off 'doing her thing', and then they got back together around dusk in their apartments. They had a lovely dinner, which Shiny cooked with Shayla's help in the kitchen, and Shiny was washing the dishes over the sink while Shayla sat on the couch and they chatted. But Shayla sort of stopped talking and was just staring at Shiny. After awhile, Shiny looked over at her. "What's on your mind? You got quiet all of the sudden." Shayla shook her head as if to clear it for a moment, and then said, "I was totally fantasizing about you. You, Shiny, Queen of the Universe, leaning over the sink, just washing dishes. But underneath that dress, you are totally full of color, all kinds of rosy red and stripes all over you, so I was picturing you naked doing that. Then I started picturing your nipples weighted down with nipple clamps, swaying with all your scrubbing. And I fucking wanted to finger myself right here and now." Smiling, Shiny said, "You know, we just talked about that recently. I'm yours. You don't have to fantasize. Go ahead and do it. Get the real thing, if that's what turns you on, if that's what you want. You can do it any time," then she paused a second, brow furrowing, and clarified, "When we're Inside. But then, anything, any time." Shayla's eyes popped open like she'd just been told the most amazing secret in the universe. "Oh my god! You are so totally right! Fuck me!" With that she bounced up off the sofa and sped into the Bonus Room. She returned with a medium sized velvet bag. "Stay where you are," Shayla commanded. Shiny obeyed. Shayla set out several implements on a towel. There were six strange metal clamps, like clothespins, but definitely not. Smaller, with circular shapes rather than straight. The tips of the 'pins' were padded with oiled, scraped leather. Next to those six objects were lots of things that looked like holiday ornaments that you would put on a tree, except these were just bare lead in teardrop shapes, going from smaller to larger. Shiny had done a little fishing early in her youth. They looked like fishing weights. There was a small black bag next to them. Rapidly and efficiently, Shayla took off all of Shiny's clothes so that she stood naked in front of the sink. Shayla took the small bag up, dipped her fingers into it, and came out with talc. Baby powder, it was also called, or athlete's powder. Shayla rubbed the powder on Shiny's perfect dark-bronze nipples and aureoles, and then she picked up one of the circular clamps. "This here," Shayla explained in her matter-of-fact voice, "is an alligator clamp. See, look at it, kinda looks like an alligator mouth," and Shayla put it in front of Shiny's face, using one hand to flex open and closed the mechanism, with her other, she made mouth-chomping movements with her other hand, and similar gestures with her own mouth. "So, these go on your nipples, " Shayla continued, "cuz, the more weight on them, the tighter they clamp down, and, they look totally fucking sexy on you. I'm going to put these on you, and I want to see them on you for like, an hour. I'll want to cum the whole time, but I won't touch my clit. I just want to watch you. It'll hurt you, your nipples will be so fucking ... fucking amazingly hot and bothered and hurting and swollen and sexy. Then more, the longer it goes, then kind of, maybe, less, when it goes longer. Or not. Anyway, it will hurt." "Make me your fantasy," Shiny said. "I don't want to be your dream. I want to be your real." It took a little while, Shayla just standing next to Shiny, neither moving. Then Shayla said, "I wasn't kidding about marrying you a bunch of times. Is that really okay? Because three times is totally not enough." Shiny replied, "As many times as you want. Really." Shayla, satisfied, said, "Okay, okay, okay," clapping her hands together, and she went straight for the nipple clamps. She put just one each on Shiny's amazing nipples, and then added two of the lesser weights to each. Shiny said "Uhhhhh...ouch" on each one, and then her breasts were full and had two nipple clamps plus weights on them. Shayla went back to her couch, and said, "Now just do chores. Anything. Let me watch you." Shiny did that, the nipple-clamp weights bobbing back and forth every time she moved to do anything. She finished the dishes, started cleaning up the house, and Shayla followed her every move. Shayla had started to cry when she said, "I want to fuck you so bad, I can't even imagine it. You have all those stripes on you, all that color, the welts on your ass and back and thighs. If I could just fuck you one more time, I could die, and the world would be perfect." Shiny, done with the dishes and now dusting the rooms, said, "I don't want you to die. I want you to fuck me a thousand thousand more times. Because to me, that makes the world perfect." She said that casually and she didn't stop doing her chores. She was naked, red-welt striped and she was just dusting, while the nipple clamps bobbed back and forth. Shayla erupted from her chair again, went to the Bonus Room, and came out with an entirely new dildo that she strapped on. All she said was, "This one's bigger," and she fingered Shiny's ass until she had four fingers in, then she shoved the lubed dildo, now sized at 2 inches wide and over 7 inches long, into Shiny's ass. Shiny was positioned standing, back to Shiny, hands splayed out against a bookcase. Shayla pulled it in-and-out in the standard routine, gentle at first, slight in, then out, repeat, until Shiny had the whole thing in her butt and was moaning with ecstasy. "You fucking love this now," Shayla said. A statement, not a question. Shiny nodded her head vigorously, and breathed hoarsely, "Yes, yes. I do fucking love it now. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass, Mistress." As Shayla started pounding Shiny's ass, she said quietly, just whispering to herself, "Shiny loves being buttfucked. Shiny is the best lover ever." She paused a moment, then whispered again, "Shiny is the best person ever." Shayla slid her wooden dick in and out of Shiny's asshole while Shiny moaned and bucked and pounded her own hips back and forth against the dildo eagerly and hungrily. While Shiny experienced pure, unafraid, unashamed pleasure, Shayla experienced a state of pure, utter love that was blended with pure, utter lust. There was no disconnect. The two things were the same. It filled her soul to overflowing. She fucked Shiny right then, because she knew again that Shiny was her soul, and Shiny's body was hers in every way. The two were as one. Shayla came first, from the insane combination of how much she loved Shiny and how much she loved fucking her. Shiny heard and felt Shayla's orgasm, and then Shiny came right away too, spasming, thrashing. They gasped and groaned, and Shayla once again lay atop Shiny in what would become a frequent embrace, she gathering Shiny into her arms, her dildo buried deep inside Shiny's ass while she whispered, over and over into Shiny's ear, "I love my Shiny. I love my Shiny." * * * Another week went by. This one had only a single Re-Wedding, much to the dismay of the community, who were all hoping for another double-helping. Shayla picked a cave for this one. A cave. It was almost 40 miles away, so it took some serious carriage travel to get there. A small town at the mid-way point was bolstered as a stopover point for all travelers, making the party actually a 2 day event, since the mid-point party was superb. However, once people got to the cave, the 3rd Re-Wedding was re-classified as the 2nd Best Party Ever, bumping the other two down. The cave was somewhat unremarkable at first, at the entrance, though Shayla had conceded a carpet runner to keep people from slipping. But only about 200 feet in and about 50 feet down vertically, the tunnel emerged into a spectacular grotto. A huge green pool, a cascading waterfall, and green ferns and moss everywhere due to a nice wide crack in the ceiling of the roof that let light pour down into the room in cascades of rainbow mist coming from the spray from the falls crashing into the pool. Tables and chairs were set all over, and there was a full 10 piece band including a harpist. That evening, the after-party carried on later in the giant ancient city ruins nearby, where guests got to stay in lightly retrofitted rooms inside the crumbled temple, castle and village. Everything about the event was the hottest topic all around the capital when they returned. The next night after the Re-Wedding, Shiny was cleaning up after dinner again, but this time Shayla seemed pre-occupied. Didn't seem like a repeat of the previous weeks "special" moment was at hand. Shiny said, "Everyone loves what you did. This was the best Re-Wedding ever. They loved the grotto, but oddly, it seems they loved staying the night in an old ancient city even more. There are already business people who are bidding for all that land, the old city and the cave, so that they can make it a vacation destination." Shayla didn't reply, she was deep in thought. Shiny pressed, "Shayla, you did that. You revived a whole ... I don't know ... a whole historic site, and that amazing cave. That's all you." "Mmm, mmm, yeah," Shayla said. Shiny shook her head. "I get it. You don't care about that, it's not your kind of thing. So. What is on your mind please?" Shayla said nothing for a little while, and then looked up at Shiny all serious. "Breast Torture." Looking first right, then left, as if to find someone else to explain the comment, at last Shiny turned to Shayla and said, "Uhhhh... that's great. We're doing that. You know, the whole nipple-clamp with weights thing you did. That's fine, I liked it. I mean it hurt, but it also really did go straight to my pussy, knowing how much it turned you on, and how sensitive my breasts are. So, yeah, just do it again whenever you want. You can add more weights or whatever, if that's what you are thinking about." Shayla shook her head 'no'. "Uh uh. Oh, don't get me wrong, I'll add more weights though." Shiny said plainly, "Fine. Good." "Yeah, it is," Shayla said. "But we need better Breast Torture." Shrugging, Shiny said, "Okay. If that's not good enough, what's next?" "You know how much I love your tits, yes?" Shayla asked. "Yes, you've made that clear," Shiny responded. Shayla said, "So, I love them so much, that, I am totally not inclined to color them. But, I fucking love coloring you. So much that I fucking came basically just from coloring you last time, and then came again just looking at you with color." Shiny nodded, "True. And yet you broke down after coloring me the first time." Shayla nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, yes, I did. That you let me do this stuff to you makes me love you, every time, like 10 times more than I did before, so it makes me crazy how ridiculously amazing you are. But see I already love you infin-fucking-nitely. So when infinite is multiplied by ten, I go insane. I fucking cry because you make me the best kind of fucking insane." "Infin-fucking-nitely is a big fucking number," Shiny agreed. "So more would be a lot." Shayla nodded vigorously again, "I know, I know. It is. Its bigness is so fucking big that then, well, I almost explode." She paused then, and looked seriously at Shiny. Then said, "But I want to explode. You are so worth any possible dream that I want to explode with you a thousand times. Or more. Give or take a couple hundred thousand. Well, more give. And, more take. Both. I want us both to explode. A few hundred thousand times. Or a million. Whatever." Shiny just smiled her warm accepting smile, which she saw that Shayla immediately melted from. Then Shiny said, "I want us both to explode too. Explode us both." Shayla started crying, then stopped by force of will, and said sternly, "You know I knew you would say that. You are the most crazy ass fucking lover that could ever happen. The most crazy fucking wife." "Guilty as charged," Shiny said. "Then we are doing Breast Torture," Shayla said. "As you command, Mistress," Shiny replied, going to the ground on one knee, bending her head down in full submission. Shayla squealed. She grabbed Shiny's hand and dragged her to the Bonus Room. Shayla looked around at the room, said, "Fuck. I didn't make a reverse chair! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She dragged Shiny to the same ottoman, and then laid her on her back instead, her front facing up. She strapped Shiny's hands and legs to the ottoman. Shayla lovingly placed the ball-gag in Shiny's mouth. She proceeded to bring out ropes from her cabinets, and with those, she very, very tightly tied Shiny's breasts each into little circles. Shiny's breasts raised up became even smaller than her natural C until her breasts were almost an A. And they started to turn blue. The wraps of the ropes were cutting off some of the blood supply. Just external, not anything that would cause harm, but the ropes brought up her breasts way forward, upward, and separated. As they turned blue, Shayla sighed deeply. "I'm going to fucking cum," Shayla breathed. "Maybe before I even touch you. I've never seen anything more beautiful." Then Shayla sank down to Shiny's ear. "Only one thing more beautiful. Your fucking face. Your fucking soul." Shayla went back up, rooted around in her closet, and then came back with a single-strand whip made of a very thin oiled strip of leather. "I suspect this will hurt, a lot," Shayla said. "Your tits aren't just perfect, they're sensitive. So this is going to hurt. Maybe more than you can handle. You know the stop command to me?" Shiny nodded at first, then shook her head back and forth, side to side, vigorously, the command to stop. Then Shiny nodded again at Shayla to continue. Shayla said, "I honestly expect you to stop me," she went on. "I love you. Please stop me when I go too far. Because I'm going to. Go too far, I mean." Shiny closed her eyes, squinting. Preparing for the first blow. The first blow came and it was spectacular. This was not a loose floppy thing, it was a tight, oiled, strip of leather that landed across Shiny's breasts. Shiny's eye bulged, she screamed "Mmmmmmph" into her ball gag, and Shayla paused. To let the color surface. While Shiny was panting hard, Shayla watched Shiny's blue breasts, and saw the stripe of red slowly come up amid the blue. "I'm going to go too far already," Shayla said. "You can stop me at any time." And she landed the next blow. Shiny writhed and squirmed, bucked and kicked, and her breasts raised a second stripe of color. Shiny's head didn't move side to side. Shiny made all kinds of sounds and writhing movement for the next 20 minutes while the whip came down slowly, just once or twice a minute at most, sometimes as long a stretch as five minutes between stripes. She screamed into her ball gag and her ultra-blue breasts became ultra-red striped against the tight blue. Her body racked, and she spasmed. She wrestled against the lashes, straining. And then she came. She came and screamed into the gag and thrashed in her body, then when Shayla striped her more with the whip against her sensitive tits, and she came again, bucking and thrashing and shouting into her ball gag. Shayla came hard then, fingering herself to this spectacle.