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It was all Deana could do to contain her anger during the 90-minute flight from Cologne to London. There was no explanation to justify how Gerhard could have been so deceitful. Once more, Deana put her love and trust in someone and was treated horribly. How dare Gerhard maintain a relationship with another woman while planning marriage to Deana? How could he have ever gone through with the wedding? As she sat there stewing, the rationale came to Deana. "Of course!" Gerhard was a male, just a male. Males could not be trusted no matter what and Gerhard had more than proven that point. Deana cursed herself for once again putting her trust in a male and expecting a different outcome. Deana had gone from triumph to tragedy. She had been so concerned about how I would perform for Gerhard. But it was her fianc?, not her slave who had betrayed her. She managed a smile thinking that since I had become a female, perhaps I was the one who should be trusted? No woman ever treated Deana like Gerhard or the other males, including myself, had. Once I had proven myself to Gerhard, Deana threw caution to the wind and dove headfirst into finalizing plans for the wedding. Deana was relieved and elated. All of the handwringing about me being able to sexually satisfy a male was simply a non-event! All the ducks were in a row. It didn't seem at all untoward for her to make a surprise visit to Cologne to share the news with Gerhard. All it took was the woman to answer the door to his home. The look on her face was all the explanation Deana needed. Gerhard was just another lying, cheating, worthless male. As Elliot drove Deana back to the office, she had a change of heart. She was in no mood to present herself at the office. It was a Friday and she thought it best to take the weekend to gather her wits rather than show up as anything but the consummate professional to her staff. Another smile crossed her lips as she came up with an idea to sate her rage. "Monique, this is Deana. Send Gayle to my home right away. Use the company driver. I'll be home in an hour and I want her to be there when I arrive." "Oh no, don't worry about what she's wearing, just make sure she is there. Thank you dear." Monique only told me to get dressed and be ready at once. "Make yourself presentable for Deana just in case. The car will be there in 15 minutes." Lisa let me in and I waited impatiently in the den for Deana to arrive. I heard a flurry of activity after about 30 minutes then Deana's voice. I stood and tensed up. I had been sent to stay with Monique while Deana was off to Germany to visit Gerhard. Perhaps Deana did not go? All I could do was wait. After an hour, Deana summoned me. I was taken aback by her appearance. Deana's appearance was always perfect; hair, makeup, nails, clothes - everything. But even at a quick glance, I could tell that something was wrong. But I was smart enough to keep any comments to myself. Deana was only in her lingerie, stockings, heels and a short silk robe. She called me into her bedroom. All I heard was an abrupt, "I want you undressed now." I could see a few items on the bed; a black latex pantie, thick leather collar and my black patent Hot Chick heels. My heart raced thinking about what pleasures might await me. After tending to my business in the loo, Deana bent me over the free standing tub. I gasped as I felt her fingers probe around my ass and then into it. My pleasure was short lived as her gentle probing was replaced by a large plug being pushed up my bum. Her intrusion was not at all affectionate. Returning to the bedroom to dress, Deana was impatient and tense as I slipped on the tight panties - to keep my plug in place no doubt. After locking the uncomfortable thick cowhide collar in place, Deana stepped back with a hand to her chin and smiled. She picked up the short leather leash from the bed and clipped it to the "D" ring on the front of my collar. "Where were we going?" I thought to myself. "Come with me slave." Deana's tone was hushed as she pulled the leash taut. I followed her out of the bedroom to what seemed to be a closet door in the hallway. She opened it and I could see it was an elevator! All this time in this fabulous home and I did not know this was here. We exited the elevator at what I assumed was the basement. Another place I had not been. Once again pulling the leash taut, I followed Deana down a dark hall to a locked door. When she opened it, I. noticed the darkness, black walls and thick padding on the inside of the door. Deana stepped into the dark room and tugged sharply on the leash, "Come with me babydoll." How odd, I thought. Deana had never referred to me by this name. Deana led me into the cold and dark room, closed and locked the door behind us. She led me to the center of the room and told me to stand still. As I looked around the room, I could see that it was about twenty feet square with no windows. The room was barren save for a couple of chairs. There were many things along the wall but I could not make them out in the faint light. A couple of other larger items along the wall were covered with sheets. "Could this possibly be a dungeon?" I thought to myself. Given that Deana had kept me at arm's length all these months, I hoped it was but it seemed unlikely. The room secured, her slave in collar, Deana paced the room in a slow and deliberate manner then slinked into a plush leather chair. Staring at me, she commanded, "Babydoll, walk to that wall and back a few times. I want to see how you handle those shoes." Something else that was odd since she had seen me in these Hot Chicks many times. In barely a whisper, I responded, "Yes, Deana." "Deana? Is that what you call me? Did I give you permission to call me by my name?" "Forgive me, I meant, yes Mistress." The rules had obviously changed. "That's better. Now put a move on. I hope you've learned how to manage those heels." Even though I had been given no cause for optimism of ever being with Deana, I did my best sultry model walk for her, my stilettos clicking against the cold concrete floor. Hands on hips, I spun and strutted for what I began to hope was my Mistress. As I walked for her, I thought that perhaps Deana would finally have me? As much as I loved Monique, it was always Deana who I truly loved. After a few laps and praise from Deana, she rose from the chair and grabbed a couple of items from the wall racks. She walked to me and handed me two padded leather cuffs, "put them on your wrists. And make sure they are tight." Deana came up behind me and carefully checked my cuffs. When I turned to look at her, she startled me with a sharp comment, "Don't look at me slave! Eyes on the floor; don't you dare look up!" Deana led me to the middle of the room and inside the square of wooden beams attached to the ceiling. Deana grabbed my arms and clipped each wrist to a chain hanging from the steel pipe suspended from a pulley locked to the wooden square. With my arms slightly raised above me, she walked slowly around me, touching me, inspecting me, approving of my predicament. Before she hoisted the steel bar and left me even more exposed on my tippy toes, she fetched a gag from the several neatly hung on the wall. Standing behind me, Deana reached around and forced a large red ball in my mouth. She smiled as she watched me struggle to adjust to this. "Yes slave. I know how you enjoy having your mouth filled." She then added with a sneer, "Monique told me everything." Deana walked to the wall and the clank of a machine and pulleys as my body was lifted until I was barely touching the floor. Now silent and on my tippy toes, Deana brought something else from the wall. Standing behind me, she pulled a fleece lined blindfold over my eyes and tightly fastened it in place. Now blind and silent, I was becoming very anxious and aroused. As much as I may have dreamed of Deana taking me this way, she never had even suggested it. Left to my remaining senses, I felt cuffs being placed on each ankle then my legs spread open as Deana locked a spreader bar in place between my ankles. As she worked on me, I felt myself slipping into subspace and it was a wonderful feeling! Now secure in an impossible predicament, Deana began to explain how she had been thinking about finally enjoying her slave. She thought how puzzling it was that she had not done so already? Deana stood behind me, rested her chin on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Things are about to change." She spoke with almost a hiss. Her long nail traced a line on my shoulder, sending a chill through my body. A brief pause and she squeezed my nipple sharply and hard. As my body jerked in pain, Deana spoke in a soft, almost mocking tone, "Relax baby doll. This won't hurt any more than I want it to." I bit my lip in anticipation of what was coming. Deana tweaked my nipples between her fingers then circled her tongue around them. Now extended and hard, she not delicately attached weighted metal clips to each nipple. They pulled my breasts sharply down. The pain was intense. I tried unsuccessfully to keep it to myself. Deana was impressed by my efforts to absorb the pain. But she smiled as I gasped into my large gag. "Very good slave. You best get comfortable because you are going to be here for some time." Completely at ease as she prepped me, Deana pressed wax slugs into my ears. When these were pushed in I could not hear a thing. It delighted Deana no end because she enjoyed how vulnerable I had become. The pause and hesitation........ My anxiety grew as I could not hear or see a thing. Deana watched me carefully as she sensed how anxious I was becoming. Seeing me so helpless and vulnerable empowered her. Enjoying my predicament, she sat comfortably, the implements she intended to use on me all neatly been laid out on a table. When she felt I had waited long enough, Deana rose from the chair and looked over her collection of implements. With all the anger still stewing inside, she had no intention of being gentle. The best way to mitigate the incredible pain and rejection she was suffering was to beat her slave. After all, she thought, that is what slaves are for. Starting with the soft flogger, Deana was gentle at first, but she quickly increased the pace and intensity of the strikes against my body. I was utterly defenseless to her onslaught, being unable to see or hear her strokes. Deana struck me over and over, all over my backside and legs to warm me up. She took occasional breaks to rest and allow me to feel her cool flesh or soft leather of her gloves against my bruised skin. The floggers heated and tenderized my skin turning it pink. Sensing her victim now sensitive and aroused, Deana retrieved the remote control for the plug to begin the next phase of my torture. A painful moan escaped from behind my gag as she turned up the plug causing it to vibrate deep inside me. Deana reached down and massaged her own sex as she watched me struggle in vain against her onslaught. Leaving the plug on high, Deana switched to the long-tipped crop. While the flogger was a blunt instrument, the crop could be aimed against small and sensitive places. She took particular pleasure in using the crop on my weighted breasts and ass. My cries of pain were barely muffled by the gag filling my mouth. By this point, a long line of drool fell from my mouth almost to the floor. Deana paused, pushed up against my back and stroked my shoulders. I loved the feel of her body against mine. She whispered into my ear so that I could hear her, "Have you missed me slave?" I nodded as best I could. I did miss her. I had missed her terribly. This is what I hoped awaited me once I knew that Deana was behind my move to London. But after enough time and all that talk about her wedding to Gerhard, I had long given up any notion of us being together, even as Mistress and slave. But maybe things had changed? Perhaps? "Good. I've missed you too," she purred. As Deana continued, red streaks began to show over my pink skin. This torture was a long time coming. Deana was enjoying the fruits of her labor and her patience. Enough nonsense about a vanilla life and a live-in slave played in her head as she beat me. This is what she wanted and needed: abject and unquestioned devotion. She wanted to know the depth of my devotion to her; that I would even die for her if she so desired. There was a moment when the pain suddenly turned into pleasure for me. I began to flex my sensitive ass muscles against the plug in my ass and unconsciously begin to move into each stroke being levied against my helpless body. Deana sensed this, she had to. It was the moment when the pain and the depth of hopelessness somehow translated into lust and passion. When Deana saw me now moving into her strokes instead of trying to avoid them, she knew that her slave was hers in every way. As she continued to beat me, more red streaks appeared on my skin, across my bum, my back and the backs of my legs. Deana was venting all of the anger and pain that she had endured at the hands of her now former fianc?. Her slave gratefully offered her the chance to let it all out! With the crop and then with the switch, Deana was particularly brutal. I was helpless to defer any of her blows. Deana actually was angry at herself for not making use of me in this fashion prior to this. She was making up for those missed opportunities. I had fallen deeply into subspace and rendered deaf by the wax plugs to see how much Deana was enjoying this. Putting the switch aside, Deana circled me and assessed her progress by stroking my hypersensitive flesh tenderly with her hands. She jarred me awake with an occasional sharp smack against my bum. I moaned in pleasure to her touch and Deana loved it. But she was not done with me, not yet. The leather covered paddle was next. With my skin tenderized and hypersensitive, she held nothing back as she crushed the paddle against my ass and legs. She embraced me and pressed her pussy up against my body and ground against me. Orgasms consumed her body as she reveled in my total helplessness and the depth of the beating I was enduring. Deana pushed up against me. I felt her breasts press into my back, so cool and soft. She reached around me from behind and undid the nipple clamps sending the weights dropping to the floor. If I thought the clamps hurt going on, it was nothing next to the searing pain of having them removed. My breasts now free and exposed, Deana punished my nipples; taking them between her thumb and forefinger and twisting. So sensitive from the clips and weight, I screamed into my gag as Deana ravaged my nipples. She grew even more empowered as she felt her total control over me. With the plug still buzzing deep inside me, Deana resumed her whipping with a leather flogger. When that was not enough for her, she wrapped one arm around my tortured body, pulling me close to her, and pounded my exposed ass with her free hand. My ass was pink and red with plenty of streaks as a testament to my beating. I absorbed it all; grunting and screaming into the gag that filled my mouth. My cries of pain and lust only fed Deana's passion further. She finally stopped; not out of concern for me, but because she had tired. Given more stamina, she would have continued my beating. She now needed to be serviced in a manner that only a completely devoted slave could do. The dark room was silent save for Deana's labored breathing and my muted cries of pain. To help endure the pain I had received as a result of Deana's beating, I focused on the buzzing plug in my ass. My squirms were not unnoticed as Deana kissed the back of my neck and told me to be patient as she removed the training collar and replaced it with a thick cowhide collar that forced my head upward in a very awkward and uncomfortable position. I heard the sound of metal clinking as the spreader bar was removed from my ankles. Whispering softly in my ear loud enough so I could hear through the paraffin plugs, "I am going to enjoy you tonight slave." She undid my arms from the ceiling chains and they fell to my side. Deana slid her tongue up the back of my ear and I shuddered at her touch. She nibbled on my ear and whispered to me to drop to my knees. With my arms numb and my body teetering, Deana held my shoulders firmly and helped me lower myself down to my knees on Oriental rug on the cold cement floor. Deana sat down, leaned forward and reattached the leash to my collar and tugged forcing me forward on my knees. "Come on now slave. You best get accustomed to walking on your knees." My destination became clear as I felt Deana's legs on either side of me as I struggled forward on my knees. My legs hurt, but I was grateful to not be on my feet. I felt Deana fumbling with the straps behind my head as the gag was pulled from my mouth, taking a long thick trail of drool behind it. As I stretched my jaw, I began to focus on a scent, Deana's scent. It was very powerful. Deana grabbed my head firmly between her hands and pressed my mouth tightly against her sex. "Now baby girl. Show your Mistress how devoted you are. Do it baby. Do it!" Deana forced my mouth down against her cunt. She was so warm and wet. Her cunt was waxed baby smooth and my tongue slipped around her swollen lips easily. Deana closed her thighs on my head, pressing harder and harder. My head was locked in place as I lapped up her juices that had been building as she beat me. "Do it baby, do it!!! Oh my Goddddddddddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Deana came quickly and in waves. My relief was so powerful knowing that I had pleased my Mistress. It was my focus, my purpose in life. It was so simple, so strong. My sole purpose in life was to please my Mistress. This was the simplicity of life that I yearned for that I had been denied to this point. Monique was wonderful and I did love her, but she was not my Mistress. Deana hung on for some time as I continued to feast on her sex. I loved her passion and her intensity. It was so pure and powerful! Deana was relentless as my mouth remained locked tightly against her cunt, making it difficult to breathe at times. My body was under Deana's control. When Deana had absorbed more pleasure than she could stand, when it became impossible for her to take another lap or kiss from my tongue, she grabbed my hair and pulled me rudely away from her swollen and tender cunt. I fell over on the floor on my side at her feet. Deana truly could not endure any more passion, her body was spent. All she needed to do now was secure me for the night and go rest her weary body. My suffering had not come to an end. Deana knelt down next to me and lifted my head sharply by my hair. "Open up baby girl. Come on now my darling. I know how you need to have your mouth filled." I instinctively replied to Deana's request without hesitation. "Yes! That's my girl. Take your candy. Come on now. Wider...... yes!! Good girl." Deana pushed a very large rubber cock into my mouth, forcing my jaw to open wide in the process. I felt the leather strap wrap around my face and tighten as Deana buckled it in place behind my head. "That's it babygirl. Just like you did for Monique." After lowering the chains almost to the floor, Deana helped me up from the floor and on my knees. She clipped the chain to the cuffs that had remained on my wrists. A brief pause before I heard the squeak of the winch as the chains grew taut and pulled my body up from the floor to a standing position. Her head was on my shoulder and her mouth was right next to my ears, I could hear Deana, "Now I can finish locking you up for the night." The passion had begun to wear off and Deana was fading fast. She quickly finished securing me for the night before heading off to bed. I had returned into subspace as Deana stood and admired her slave standing before her practically suspended, gagged and in wonderful seven-inch heels. I stood there motionless, my arms stretched painfully to the ceiling, my senses denied. I felt her tongue on first my left nipple, then my right. Now they were firm and erect. Metal clips squeezed my nipples and the pain increased when she added weights to each of the clips. It was excruciating pain! Deana leaned over to make sure my bindings were as tight as possible. She checked to make sure I was breathing. A slight tug on the wire extended from my silicone plug deep in my ass told Deana that was humming happily away and would continue to do so. With everything in order, Deana spun on her lovely red Biancas and left me behind in silent, cold and damp darkness. After a quick check on her bedroom webcam to make certain her victim was secure, Deana buried herself under the covers of her bed. Her mind and body were spent and sleep consumed her seconds after her head hit the pillow. By the time Deana woke up, sun filled her bedroom. It took a few moments to get her bearings and remember what was waiting for her in the basement. Before enjoying her morning tea and scones, a quick check on her webcam assured her that I had survived the night in my bondage. She was too distracted to enjoy her breakfast and headed back to the basement. She was dressed in only a pair of black heels and a long, flowing silk robe in a rich tomato color and she made her way down the stairs to the dungeon. Even though she had seen me on webcam, it still sent a chill down her spine to see my form standing there motionless. Turning up the lights just a bit, the line of drool from my mouth to the floor was visible, a small puddle at my toes. My body was motionless and the only sounds were the buzzing of the plug in my ass and the incoherent and mindless moans of her helpless slave. I was, hanging lifeless in the middle of the cold and damp room, held up by the padded leather cuffs on my wrists. My body was limp, my knees buckled and a small puddle of urine was on the floor beneath me. At this moment, I appeared almost sub-human to Deana. Just as she could not have foreseen the anger and rage unleashed upon me the previous evening, so too could Deana not have predicted the compassion and love she felt as she looked at my helpless body slumped in the dim light. She was foolishly fearful of waking me up. Deana tip-toed across the cold concrete floor: only the click of the metal tip of her stilettos betraying her presence. Standing very close, she reached out with her hand to touch me. But her touch was not a slap or poke or anything painful as it had been the previous night, it was soft, gentle and loving. Her hands ran down my back, crossing the red streaks left from her brutal assault. She was taking careful inventory of her handiwork. Working her way down my back, her arousal grew as she absorbed the effects that her anger had on her slave. The heat from the beating remained and radiated through her fingers. Moving lower to my ass, she sighed as her finger brushed over a deep bruise. She withdrew her finger and saw a trace of blood on it. As one hand stroked her arousal, she slid the other finger in her mouth. The salty taste of my blood sent a shiver down her spine. Rather than question these odd feelings, she embraced them and continued to carefully examine the residue of her anger as those conflicting feelings of love and compassion filled her. Deana rested her head on my shoulder and whispered, "Wake up babydoll. Wake up." My body jerked suddenly and struggled fruitlessly against my cuffs. "Just relax darling. I'm going to undo these cuffs, but I don't want you to fall on the floor. Try to stand for me." Deana wrapped an arm around my waist to offer support as she undid the leather cuffs. I stammered when the weight went to my feet, but Deana held me up. "Yes, that's it. Good girl. Come on now slave, step out of your shoes. Yes, that's it." Free from the chains that had held me up; Deana helped me across the floor and out the door of the dungeon into the elevator. My travel was much easier since I had been spared the high heels. Instead of taking me to my room, Deana led me into her bedroom. While she did not for a second regret her intense punishment of the night before, Deana's behavior was now much more like a lover than cruel Mistress and I was much more the object of her affection rather than her victim. Deana lay me down on the latex sheet on her bed (no blood stains on these sheets!), the events of the previous night started to come into focus. Her merciless beating of me had freed her from the anxiety and pain of yet another failed relationship; the one that she had hoped would be for life. And with the facade of the vanilla relationship gone, Deana let go of her feelings for me, feelings that had been there all along but were repressed by the notion of pursuing her "normal" life with Gerhard. When Gerhard betrayed her, she could not vent her anger and hate on him, but I was the readily available substitute. Now that those pains had been exorcized, Deana feelings for me were suddenly set free and blossomed. As I lay on my tummy on her bed, she fawned over me. She ran her hands over all of the bruises and offered kisses and caresses to salve my wounds. As I came to life, I could hear Deana purring as she went over my body, every inch of it. I thought it was a dream as Deana had never shown any manner of affection for me, even on our shopping trip to Paris. She never allowed me anything more than a pedestrian servicing of her needs, leaving the intimacy to her now departed beloved. My body beaten, my mind in a haze from lack of sleep, I was amazed when I started grinding my hips against the bed as Deana fawned over me. Clearly my passion and love for Deana overpowered the pain and exhaustion. Deana paid very close attention to her slave; my motions of lust did not go unnoticed. She reached down, slid her hand between my legs and cupped my sex. "Oh my God darling, you are soaked! If I didn't know better, I would say that you want me to fuck you right now." Forcing my head up and down, Deana registered my affirmative. "Good. I feel the same way darling. But you must rest now." You could hear my sigh of disappointment when Deana removed her hand from my cunt. She smiled as she stood above me, covered me with a blanket and left. I was asleep before she was out of the room. As she looked back upon her slave lying on her bed, Deana purred, "Later my dear slave, later." Deana embarked upon a very productive day. Leaving the ever attentive maid Lisa to keep an eye on me, she went off to work and occupied herself with work she left behind to visit Gerhard. The peace and quiet of the office was interrupted by a call from Sherry. She knew that Deana was headed off to Cologne and wanted an update. She was looking forward to Deana's wedding almost as much as Deana was. Sherry was the always-supportive friend. In many ways, they were like close sisters. Even though she had her doubts about Gerhard, she never shared them with Deana. Sherry was very pleased to hear that things had not worked out with Gerhard but did her best to disguise her delight with the outcome. After enduring to the requisite "men are pigs" mantra from Deana, Sherry allowed Deana to get everything off of her chest. But she was surprised at how calm Deana was about it. Usually breakups, especially engagements, would bring about a tremendous amount of angst. But that was not the case this time. She had to ask, "Deana, you seem ok with this." "Actually Sherry, I am now that you mention it." After sharing some of her previously unshared feelings about the now former beloved, Sherry finally asked about me. "Where does Gayle fit in all of this Deana?" After a long pause, Deana went on to give a brief "G" rated description of the night before saying only that I was now in Deana's bed and leaving the rest to Sherry's imagination. Sherry could not conceal her delight at the news. In so many ways, she knew Deana better than Deana knew herself. Sherry had gone to great expense and trouble to get me to London and then to see me through this amazing process because in her heart, she knew that a female George was exactly what Deana needed. Sherry was smiling from ear to ear as she listened to Deana confess how she had always had such strong feelings for George and now apparently much stronger feelings for Gayle. In a sigh of resignation, Deana admitted, "I've always loved Gayle. But she always resisted me. You know how she would infuriate me with her inability to commit. When you brought her to London, I thought owning her would be enough." Having heard enough, Sherry threw caution to the wind and suddenly interrupted, "Darling just marry Gayle, will you please?" "What?" "You have made all the plans; just change the name from Gerhard to Gayle. It is legal here, you know." A very long pause. Sherry could sense how Deana was struggling with this revelation. Finally, the expected; "But....." Deana was expecting this. "But nothing darling. You love Gayle, you need Gayle. She is what is missing in your life, a totally loving and dedicated woman whose very existence is dependent on you." A crack appeared in Deana's armor. "Since you put it that way, I .............." "Deana, those times when I can tell you what to do are few and far between. Just go ahead with your plans, John and I will be at your side. Think about this, it is right, you know it is." Another long pause. "What if she doesn't want to marry me?" Sherry could not stifle her laughter. "Gayle disappointed you so many times in the past that you can't see how much she loves you. And if that is not good enough for you, darling, you own her lock, stock and barrel. If she was foolish enough not to jump into your arms, you can make her. ........ But you won't have to, believe me." Deana succumbed to Sherry's logic, "After all these years, I never fell out of love for her." Sherry had been hoping for Deana to speak of her love for her slave. Sherry knew this when she agreed to send George to London. She seized this opportunity, "So it is real and it is pure. Listen to me darling..........." "Yes?" "You have all you need. Take what is yours and enjoy it. You've always had a hang up about women. Forget it." There was a long silence. "Are you still with me Deana?" Deana truly loved Sherry. She owed her everything. So when Sherry told her what to do with me, it was the permission she needed to put convention and hard feelings out of the way. There was no denying the feelings of love that Deana had towards her slave after the intense beating she administered. Sherry had given her permission. She told her it was ok to love her slave and to expect everything in return. Deana felt as though a load had been taken off of her shoulders. Sherry had said enough. She sent Deana on her way, "Now go to her my dear friend. Do what you do best. Take charge, allow yourself to be happy." In an uncharacteristic show of vulnerability, Deana confessed to her mentor, "What do I do now Sherry?" "You have to ask me this?" Sherry chuckled once again. "Very simply, you do whatever you wish with her. She is yours to do with as you please. Know this my dear friend, she will do whatever you want; period. She is yours in every way." As Deana put the phone down, she experienced a sky parting moment. She quickly finished her work and headed home. It was no surprise that I was still deep asleep, having endured such an experience the night before. After her conversation with Sherry, she was excited and impatient to share the news with me that the wedding was on, just the names had changed. With bathroom breaks my only respite, I slept through the night. As badly as Deana wanted to share this news with me, she allowed me to rest. The next day, it seemed to me as though I had awakened in a different universe. Deana was attentive and passionate and excited. We spent the day at various bridal boutiques that she had commissioned to design her own wedding gown. Explaining to me that she wanted my participation in the ceremony to be special, I was the one being fitted for a wedding gown. After visiting two bridal boutiques, we stopped for tea. Sitting alone in a quiet corner, I mustered the nerve to ask Deana a question. "Mis...... I mean Deana, may I ask you a question?" Knowing what was coming, Deana smiled and replied, "Yes, of course darling." "If you're the bride, why am I the one trying on wedding gowns?" Deana reached into her purse and took out a small powder blue ring case and opened it in front of me. Smiling almost to tears, Deana spoke softly, "Gayle, you will be the one wearing the wedding gown. You are going to be my bride. I am not marrying Gerhard, you are marrying me. You will be my wife." As I sat there in shock, Deana opened the ring box revealing a stunning heart shaped diamond. Without a word spoken, I extended my left hand and fourth finger to her. The ring was a perfect fit! Deana smiled confidently, "I love you Gayle. I always have. Now you will truly be mine." For the next few minutes, Deana allowed me to collect myself. I fought off tears as we left the bistro. Riding about the city a bit allowed me to relax enough so we could continue our search for my gown. I asked Deana what she would be wearing, but she only smiled. That night, for the first time, I shared Deana's bed with her. There was no chastity, no collar and no clothing - and no sex! The only item either of us was wearing was the fabulous engagement ring Deana had given me. It was such a beautiful ring that the now departed male had given her. A rush resize had it ready when Deana actually popped the question. Deana offered no details about the ceremony except to say that it would be the wedding that we had always dreamed about. And to make my angst even greater, Deana assured me that I would retain my virtue until we were married. My dalliance with Monique was dismissed as an accommodation to make certain all of the important parts worked. Having received a very favorable review from Monique, Deana was going to make me wait even more. How she loved being in control!

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