Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

Grace had been something, special, a memorable meeting for Jack who had since then been with two other specimen of the female gender, one more of a needy young girl barely legal and starving for the attention of an older man, an the other being an old acquaintance of his, a woman soon to be wed and looking for a last big bang before she'd devote herself completely. The latter one, Laureen, she was the friend of a friend who always had been someone for the darker tastes when it came about intimate plays, Jack doubted she'd be able to hold that inner perversions of hers back for to long, but then again, he had faith in her ability to seduce a man, like her soon to be husband whom seemed to be somewhat of a dominant person himself, if yet to discover just how possessive he would have to get with Laureen. Jack had been Laureen's occasional Master, though hardly had she been available enough, which wasn't to say that she was a bad choice for a slave, fact was though that he was obviously only her second choice as, with him, she was getting what her younger boyfriend was yet to shy about. Was a shame on one level, the girl really went for her hearth, and on the same level gradually taunted her to be husband to embrace his dominance over her. Though unlike most women he had been with, Laureen was one of those that always wanted more then just an adventure, she always basked in the feel of being used, hardly ever ashamed to serve for his pleasure, even if sometimes he used it to humiliate her. Now though, Jack had to let her go, and even had to promise attending her wedding, which was to be his present to her as she desired him to give her to her new Master, a strange gesture that was a secret between the three of them, well, two of them till he would give her with that hint of the young woman's secret being revealed to him. Still, the whole gesture that was to happen there, it kind of reminded him of Grace, the way she mentioned her husband, and how the very attempt of his mention was being fucked out of that poor woman during that weekend, heck, after those hours Strapped in the Fuck Machine down in his basement, she didn't even care to remember anything but how sore she felt, and to squirm for him when still he would use her. He kind of missed that, she wasn't the usually Submissive, not a kind he had found before, she didn't even seem aware that she was material to be degraded into the role of a slave, though she did soak it all up, even the things she didn't want to do, she endured it all. Damn how would he like to make her plead again and still have his way with her to hear her moan helplessly. He was unaware though that fate was seemingly playing a cruel joke on him as he was chatting with the bride, the girl that was soon to change into her wedding dress and the surprise for her husband to be, knowing not that sweet Laureen was a younger relative of the woman he had taken that night in the Motel and dragged into an experience so new and perhaps frightful, and that Grace would soon have to renew part of that experience as now more then even before, Jack craved to ensnare a woman like her into a trap of passion and forced submission.