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shook and she focused on Jason’s cock.
    Stroking his balls, she worked the tip in her mouth as her ass stung. The sweet ache sunk into her flesh. Jason flicked her nipple piercing and she cried out.
    Jason groaned and she pressed her lips around his cock to capture all the cream. Swallowing, she sucked him and waited for the next smack.
    Finally she looked up. “Are you done?”
    “I think you did what we wanted. You got the job. Don’t think we’ll spank you until you’re done every day.” Teddy gave her a few last sharp pops on spots he’d favoured.
    “Thank you,” she said.
    Teddy hugged her from behind and kissed her neck. “I’ll miss your ass in the dungeon.”
    She turned and hugged him. “I think we’ll still be there. You can only watch what he does to me. You need a woman of your own to please and punish.”
    “Fi is right about that.” Jason inspected her ass and pinched the tender spots. “He did a good job.”
    She gasped and pressed back. “He did. His sub will be very lucky if she likes a rough spanking.”
    Jason slapped her ass a few times. She closed her eyes and the pleasure spread. Teddy knelt down and she braced her hands on his shoulders as Jason reddened every spot Teddy had ignored. Jason promised her a red ass by tonight and he always kept his promises.
    Then Teddy’s face was between her legs. A spanking while being eaten out. Her mind spun. She ground against Teddy’s face and the gyrations only made Jason smack her harder. It was a fast and rough ride to a climax that made her muscles give. The men held her as her pussy pulsed. Teddy lapped up her juices as Jason cupped her ass cheeks.
    “Thank you,” she said.
    “My pleasure.” Teddy kissed her thigh.
    “Mine too. I want to see you sit down tomorrow.” Jason massaged her pussy.
    She gasped. “You two weren’t that rough. A crop or flogger will outlast your hands. I bet our wedding night makes this look vanilla.”
    “You’ll have to wait and see.” Jason pulled her into his lap and kissed her.
    She couldn’t wait to be his forever and see how he was as a Dom husband.

Chapter Three
     
     
     
    Things had been more or less normal until a few days before the wedding, at least in Jason’s world. Work kept him and Fiona busy during the day and they were happily alone in bed together every night.
    But his executive administrative assistant, Martha, a harsh dominatrix in her fifties, insisted that he not work from now up until the wedding day. It would irritate his future bride. Sub or not, the bride was in charge and the star of the wedding. Fi was in charge of the vanilla event to please their moms and his dads, while Jason, with Martha’s help, was in charge of the dungeon affair.
    It would be simple and not as intense as some of those kinksters who lived the play fulltime. The professional body piercer had been hired and decorations were all arranged. The invitations had been issued by his secretary who knew the dungeon well. Jason owned it, but it ran like a separate business so he could simply enjoy going.
    He’d gone over the details for the ceremony with his assistant and there was nothing to be done. His underlings would keep the business running. Jason wasn’t used to having so much time on his hands. After a double workout, he showered and ate.
    Dressed for work, he headed over to the front door where Mrs Caster was fussing over wedding gifts sent ahead of time. “Very nice things here, Mr Abbott.”
    “I’m sure. Do you know where Fi is now?” he asked.
    “Sure, she’s in the greenhouse. Been there all morning. I hope she stops for lunch. That woman will work herself to death.” Mrs Caster shook her head.
    “We both have that fault.” He loved that she wasn’t the gold-digger type, coasting now that she’d caught a rich man. She loved her flowers and that creative streak would never die.
    “You’re not a woman about to be married with a dress to fit into. Normally I don’t worry about her