"Wedding? What wedding?"

You'll have to forgive us for lack of postings as of late but preparing for a major wedding will that do to you. With five days left until the big event and a guest list that keeps growing each day...we have now topped the 200 mark...it has been an all consuming affair, stressful in some areas, exceptionally exciting in other areas.

Five days until S and L become Mr. and Mrs.

The collared L becomes the ringed L.

It is only going to escalate over the next few days as family comes to town and we start the final preparations. We have done our best to stay connected, to not let the nervousness overwhelm us, to reach out and communicate to each other, to support each other, to revel in the excitement of it all like two teenagers preparing for prom. The D/s aspects of our relationship have hovered in the background of all of it, not necessarily guiding us so much as being there as a reminder of why we were together...and what the future held for us.

Hovering in the background, that is, until last night when it roared to the front of the crowd.

"I need you to take my mind off of all of this," L stated as we got into bed last night and she draped herself over my lap with her bare ass raised. "Please."

So I did.

I worked her ass over with the handle of our whip and then later, with my fists, punching away at her cheeks until she came, gushing all over the sheets. I ball gagged her to keep her moans of pain and pleasure from disturbing the children. I fucked her relentlessly with a dildo, enjoying the sight of it thrusting in and out of her bare cunt that she just recently waxed in preparation for our wedding night. I fucked her face with my cock and then turned over so she could bury her tongue in my ass while she stroked me.

I put my hands over her throat and took her breath away...but not too hard...because I didn't want my beautiful bride to walk down the aisle with a bruised neck.

After I had come, and she had come again...I took the Hiatchi out of the nightstand, commanded her to spread herself, and held it tight against her clit and brought her to yet another orgasm.

"Is that better?" I asked her afterwards, as she cuddled tight up against me.

"Wedding?" she murmured. "What wedding?"