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Barbados Bound

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Chapter 32.

John looked at the tableau in front of him and nodded. Everything was in place.

A ring of torches had been set up in the grass next to the pool as the sun set, and all of them were now blazing away. In the light, he could see how Luci, and the table she was on had been moved slightly, one end raised so her head and shoulders were now higher than her hips, so she was able to look down her body. He smiled at the memory of the squeal of delight she had made when this had been first done, and she had got her first real view of her now pierced nipples.

Between her legs was a fucking machine, positioned lower than her hips so the angles would be right for the two separate dildos to be able to do their work on her defenceless cunt and arse, finally giving her the orgasms she deserved.

The orgasms that would culminate with her branding.

The brazier was positioned behind her, the coals now starting to burn, a forced air system ready to feed the flames until the branding iron reached the right temperature in order to give the perfect brand on her skin.

He watched as Adanna started to oil Luci's skin again, seeing the shine as the oil caught the light from the torches, then walked over, the branding iron in his hands.

'Can I see it, Master?'

John brought the iron up, showing her the intertwined J and R, his initials.

'It's beautiful...:

'No second thoughts, slave?

'None Master.' she looked away, then back at him. 'I am yours Master. You can do to me as you see fit. I will wear whatever tattoos, piercings or brands you wish. You want to shave me bald, you may...'

He looked at her, then leant in and kissed her deeply. 'I don't think I'll ever go that far, but I do think keeping the sides of your head shaved is a good look.'

She grinned at him. 'Like Adanna? Thank you, Master!'

-*-

'Slave Luci, you have given your Master one of the greatest gifts that can ever be given...yourself.' Monique intoned ritualistically. 'Do you consent to bear his brand as a mark of this?'

Luci moaned gently. Before Monique had started the ceremony, the twin dildos had already been turned on, slowly moving in and out of Luci. 'I do...'

Monique nodded at Amber, who was standing by Luci's side. The crew member wiped Luci's torso, removing the oil from the place where the brand would go, giving it a final wipe with an antiseptic.

As soon as she had stepped away, Monique gave Adanna a sharp order, and her slave turned up the speed on the machine, the two dildos now pistoning away in and out of Luci's body.

Luci came almost instantly. Ever since she had been chained to the table, she had been edged hourly, and now all of her frustration was released. 'Oh...fucking...hell....yes!'

John wanted to keep her coming, wanted to drive her higher and higher before he placed the brand, so he called out 'Corinne, your gift!'

Corinne got the gist immediately, and she started to play with Luci's pierced nipples. She had such sensitive nipples anyway, but freshly pierced as these were, John knew that the wave of sensation would hit even harder. Sure enough, Luci's back arched off the table as she came again, her cries of pleasure now totally word less.

She was close, John knew, so he reached below the table pulling up the two ends of the leather belt that was bolted to the underside, buckling it across her abs to keep her on the table for when he struck with the iron.

He strode over to the brazier, the forced air fan underneath reading the fire. He stripped off his shirt, then put on the glove that Amber gave him. He grabbed the iron, pulling it out so Am er could get a temperature measurement with reader, dropping it back in as she nodded. It was ready.

He watched as Luci approached a third orgasm, waiting for the wave to crash over Luci.

Now!

In one quick motion he grabbed the brand, rotating it as he took the steps over to his orgasming slave. A quick 'I love you' left his lips, then he placed it on her skin.

Luci screamed, her head pulling back, her juices streaming from her cunt, and John was glad the belt was there, as her arms and legs pulled frantically against her bonds. Beside John, Amber counted out the seconds, four, five, six, before John lifted the brand off, the wisps of smoke clearing from around the head now it was no longer in contact with Luci's skin. Even now, freshly applied, he could see how it looked, his initials, burnt into his slave.

Luci had fainted, the pain, the pleasure, the pure sensation too much.. John tossed the iron aside, it landing with a hiss as it hit the surface of the pool. As Amber worked on the fresh brand, John and Corinne worked on Luci's limbs, releasing her from the table, whilst Monique and Adanna removed the machine and the dildos.

It wasn't until John had Luci in his arms, carrying her towards the guest quarters that Luci woke, nuzzling her head into his neck.

'Thank you....Master.'
 
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Epilogue

'I now pronounce you Husband and Wife...'

John smiled at the words and looked down at Luci, knelt at his feet. As befitted a bride she was in white, in this case a white leather pony harness, her arms behind her in a single glove, her breasts and crotch entirely bare, showing off her piercings and the brand that marked her as his own.

One year ago, just about, he had first laid eyes on his bride, chained up in a cell here at Marie's stables. Since then she had become his pony, his slave, his lover, and now his wife.

She was smiling up at him, a tear or two running down her cheeks, which he gently wiped away with his thumb, before helping her to stand.

They had already done the actual marriage once, at the local registry office, with just a couple of people as witnesses, to make sure everything was legal. This was the real wedding though, amongst friends.

As they kissed, the assorted ponies and owners, Masters, Mistresses and slaves all stood.

Marie, who had conducted the wedding, raised her voice. 'Ladies, Gentlemen, and slaves. I give you Master John and slave Luci!'

-*-

John scooped up a piece of wedding cake with his spoon, and fed it to Luci, who was sat on a cushion to his left hand side. So many friends had come to celebrate their wedding.

'Ahh, the happy couple!' Monique approached them from behind, laying a hand casually on John's shoulder.

John and Luci both stood. Monique kissing John like an old friend. She paused before kissing Luci, taking in the look of her in the white harness, head neatly shaved on the sides. She reached out a hand, feeling the raised rushed that made up the brand on her belly.

'Such a mark, John. Are you proud to wear it, Luci?'

Luci nodded. 'Yes!'

'Good, it suits you, esclave...' she reached into a pocket of her long black coat. 'It was so hard to think about what to buy you for a gift. What do you buy for a slave like you and her Master?'

She pulled out an envelope. 'So, I have this for you. Read the brochure, make your choice, then let me know what experience you would like to have. I will pay for it all, on one condition.'

She smiled. 'That I am allowed to come with you both...' She placed the envelope on the table, then turned and walked away on black patent leather heels.

-*-

John opened the door to the room they were staying in at the stables. Luci would happily have spent the night back in her old cell, but John had insisted that for once, she slept in the bed.

Jane was outside, carrying a tray containing coffee, toast, fresh fruit and preserves. 'Mistress' compliments, Master..'

John pushed the door back fully and she set the tray on the table under the window, before she curtsied to him and left. John crossed to the bed, and ran a hand down Luci's side.

'Hey, sleepyhead....breakfast...'

It wasn't until he had poured himself a cup of coffee that she woke up. 'Is that coffee, Master?'

'It is indeed,' he replied. 'Come and join me at the table.'

Luci was happily munching on toast and marmalade when she remembered the envelope.

'What was in the envelope Mistress Monique gave us?'

John shrugged. 'I don't know, I forgot to open it when we got in here last night. If I remember correctly, someone was trying to tear my trousers off before I even opened the door...'

He stood up, ignoring Luci protestations of innocence of anything she might or might not have done last night, and crossed to where his jodphurs had been thrown, pulling the envelope from a pocket. He opened it up and started to glance at it. 'Oh...wow...'

'What is it?'

John walked back to the table, reading from the brochure that had been in the envelope. 'Our company caters to an exclusive clientele looking to provide both dominants and submissives with experiences designed to fulfill every fantasy. If wish to see your slave worked in a mine, in a prison camp, or pulling an oar in a galley, we can provide that experience....'

He tossed the brochure onto the table, and it opened onto an image. A bank of slaves, sweating, filthy, chained naked to a set of oars, the pain and the exhaustion clearly etched on their faces, while in the back, a single overseer, caught in the act of swinging a whip.

'So, slave, what's your darkest fantasy?'

The End.
 
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TheLimey said:
It'll be a little while...but it'll come..
Click to expand...
No rush, itlll be worth the wait.

I’m absolutely breathless after reading this fantastic story. I don’t mind saying it’s invaded my fantasy world, and luci’s long test has been beautiful for me, read as always with the idea of me in her place. That scourging, the crucifixion, and the deep branding were heady stuff and really triggered my kinkbrain, so thank you!
 
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