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It had been what we were training for this whole year, and now it was time to give him my anal virginity, on our wedding night.

His swollen head pressed against my stretched-out asshole, slowly working its way inside. It was honestly the head that was the most difficult part.

Once that was in, the rest was easy. Particularly because Seth didn’t go all the way. He had mercy on me, and only put in about a third of the considerable length of his cock.

Taking a moment to breath with me, and help me relax, he then started to move. He was rocking his massive cock inside my virgin asshole, claiming my anal cherry as I lay bound to our honeymoon bed, filling me with the most transcendent joy.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum in your asshole, wife,” Seth said, as I felt him throbbing and pulsing inside me.

He was rubbing my clit with his fingers while his big cock pounded my little asshole. It felt so good that I started coming along with him.

“Yes, yes, master!” I shouted, panting. “Yes, husband. Fuck my asshole. Cum in my asshole. Your big cock feels so good.”

As we came together, I could have sworn I was still in the best dream ever.

But I wasn’t. This was reality—my master Seth was now my husband, and he had claimed me as his. He had taken my pussy virginity and my ass virginity, and I was only ever going to be his.

No one could hurt us, not even Clara.

I would always be his pet but now I was also his wife, and he could play with my body and do whatever he wanted to me, now and always. But he could also whisper sweet nothings in my ear and tell me he loves me, after he squeezes my ass and fucks me with that big cock of his.

It was sweet, but it was also sexy. A mix of everything I could possibly dream up in my fantasy, but it was real life. Even in the midst of a pandemic, we had found love with each other and could handle whatever life threw at us.

We had each other, and we had our love of music, and our empire we were building together financially. Plus, we had our adorable little baby boy.

And I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

THE END

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Prologue - Julia

My roommate was unusually quiet that day, which was odd. It was Wednesday, and Charlie and I had just shared the largest jug of homemade cocktails she had ever made.

She and I had had a long-standing agreement for what happened after the weekly visit to the gym. We would sit ourselves up, sore and consistently exhausted, grab some margarita mix, a blender, a pinch of chili, her bag of special ingredients that no one was ever allowed to discover the secret behind, and a box of crushed ice.

The cold floors would excite our bare toes as we would gossip and whisper, in hushed tones, about the strangest things to have happened to both of us during the preceding week.

That day the topic had been boys.

‘Did you call him?’

‘No,’ I shrugged. The glass in my hands was numbing my fingers, so I set it down on the floor beside my knee. ‘He should call me first.’

‘Here we go, on and on again with your ego and pride.’

She sat flat on her bottom and crossed her ankles over each other and dunked a chunk of chocolate cookie into her tumbler. She sucked on a piece of it and went on.

‘Some day you will be that lady down the corner with a load of gerbils for pets.’

I pinched my nose up and smirked.

‘No way. They would know me as that lady with the doves.’

‘That doesn’t change the fact that you didn’t call the third man asking you out on a date and giving you his number in a month.’

‘If they wanted to badly enough, they would call me.’

‘I bet you told them about your scar.’

‘I did not!’ It felt necessary to get defensive. ‘Who gets that intimate on the first date?’

Charlie rolled her eyes and pushed her bra’s left cup to the side.

‘You do. You are such a sucker for the romantic. Maybe that’s why they don’t call back. You scare them off.’

I threw down a block of ice and bit it. It cracked at the top, then slowly, as I licked around it with my tongue, it melted sweetly down my throat.

‘I’m gonna be in my room. You should take your time to reflect upon the strength of your bra cups.’

‘Or I could just get my wand out and get freaky right here.’

‘Gross,’ I laughed, as I went to my room. ‘Do that on your own time. In your room. Or at Cedric’s.’

I could hear her scoff from my bedroom door.

‘If he ever did see me doing that, I would have so much explaining to do.’

‘Then just don’t,’ I shouted over the blast of music from my speakers. I turned the