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Elton felt Sandy's powerful cunt contractions and with each contraction he felt her hand twist harder on his brutalized balls. The pain was intense and whatever hardness he had, left him. He moaned, "Ohhhh. Ohhhh."

Elton's mouth was still cupped, like a suction cup over Sandy's hot clitoris and she screamed, "I'm coming. I'm coming again. Suck harder! Come on cunt lapper. Suck me! Suck me! Oh, I'd love to have you always to suck me. Would you like that?"

Elton relaxed his mouth grip on Sandy's cunt and laid his head on her thigh. He was pleased that Sandy had come so beautifully.

Sandy raised up on her elbows and looked at Elton's face. His eyes were shut and he was breathing hard. "How about fucking me? Put your cock in me. What kind of man are you? You don't even have a hard-on. Don't you want to fuck me? Is that all you're good for. What's with you? You can't even suck good."

The truth of the matter was, that this was one of the best suck jobs Sandy had ever had, but she realized that in order to possess Elton completely body and soul, she must always dominate him in every way and form. Therefore, she would never let him know how good it was. She made up her mind that no matter how good he was, she would always give him hell when he was finished.

She pushed his head away from her now satisfied cunt and said, "I'm hungry. Let's go out and eat."

Elton asked, "Can I go to the bathroom? I have to pee."

"Is that what you want to do? Are you sure you're not going to go in there and jerk off and cheat me? If I come in there and find you jerked off, I'm going to beat the living shit out of you. Incidentally, after we eat I'm going to take you over to my girl friend Susan's house and introduce you to her."

"I don't want to meet her. I'd like to stay here with you."

Sandy snapped, "Do you want to be with me so much that you would marry me for the privilege?"

Elton thought for a moment. He thought of her tasty panties. He loved the smoothness of Sandy's long smooth clitoris between his lips and he blurted out, "Will you marry me? Will you marry me?"

Sandy whispered sensuously, "Yes. I'll marry you, if you'll continue to be my obedient possession and do whatever I bid you, no matter what."

Elton gasped, "Yes. Yes. Whatever you say. I'll buy you anything. I'll work for you. I'll cook for you. Can I wash your panties forever? Can I hang your panties up now? They have soaked and been washed enough. Yes. Yes, I'll marry you and continue to be your slave."

"Okay. You can go to the bathroom now."

Elton got up and walked to the bathroom. He felt his peter jangling between his legs. It was soft and lifeless. The cool water that he splashed on his face revived him. He looked down at his peter and it started to throb. He spit into the palm of his hand and massaged the spit into the head of his cock. His thumb made circular motions over his rapidly blooming tower. A few quick movements and his spit clenched fist brought his prick to a throbbing orgasm. He watched his cock spit its creaminess into the sink and watched it wash down the drain.

When he came out of the bathroom Sandy was already dressed. She was like a blonde Goddess, above reproach on a pedestal. He picked his clothes up and as he dressed Sandy rubbed his back and the base of his spine.





CHAPTER THREE




The cab ride was short and Sandy asked the driver to drop them off at the Pussy Cat Restaurant in the village near where she lived. She knew that the prices were high, but the food was excellent.

They started out with a bottle of Champagne to celebrate their engagement. As they sipped the Champagne, Sandy suggested that after dinner they rent a car and drive to Maryland for a Justice of the Peace Wedding Ceremony. The more wine they drank and the drunker they became, the more they wanted to be Man and Wife.

Elton had found someone to take care of him, by telling him what he could do and what he could not do. He loved sucking on Sandy's pussy, because she was able to dominate him completely.

On the other hand, Sandy had found a slave that would do her bidding or whatever whim she might be feeling at the time.

The Champagne flowed like the proverbial water in a fountain. Sandy suggested that they call a Car Rental Agency so that they could leave for Maryland and a quickie marriage, right after dinner.

Elton was so drunk and so horny that he just didn't give a damn, besides which he had half a dozen charge plates and credit cards in his wallet. With an air of bravado he hollered after Sandy that he'd pay the agency an extra fee if they would get a limousine with a chauffeur assigned in less than an hour.

Sandy came back beaming, "The agency has promised to have the chauffeur driven limousine waiting for us in front of the restaurant within the hour. Let's have another toast?"