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Kililia

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Emma had always been wild since she could stand on her two feet, in her teenage year she open a website to meet friends and advertise her new projects. She was even dating this older man online for a few weeks, but then lost contact after she moved with her aunt.

Years pass and she moved on to finish high school. Before they start college her friends and her decided to take a trip to Las Vegas. During a long week of partying, she woke up i a hotel, bathroom floor with her friend. She remember bits and piece of even meeting a familiar place and a crown o her head. After a long shower, she met her friends in front of the hotel.she couldn't believe she had dreamed of being married but dismissed it She took a ride to a casino with her friends. Laughing and gambling with her friends as she plan to enjoy every second of her single life.

Her friends motioning to a hot looking guy that is walking over to them. She looks carefully as she could of sworn he look familiar. Smiles as she points at him: i know you....why do i know you
 
"Hi, Emma . . . are you ready to have a good time tonight. I couldn't find you after the ceremony, so I came back looking for you. I'm sure your friends will understand if you tell them you would rather spend the night with your husband rather than them . . after all, we do need to consummate our marriage."

Alan Benson, 49, was a judge in the local divorce courts. After dating Emma several years ago, before they lost touch, he ran into her earlier this evening in one of the casinos and somehow, they ended up in the wedding chapel . . . and now they are married.
 
Emma playfully punches his shoulder: your such a kidder...*She had never slept with him and he respected fact she wanted be married first. Emma laughs as she motions her friend she be back and walks to get a few more drinks till she turns to face him: Alan...why you following me? look i know we dated but that was way back...*grabs a drink and down it as she puts it aside as she wraps her arms around him and whispers: i still think your hot..heehehhe...but i have to see my gals..*gently pulls back as she walk towards her friends clumsily* Pushes her long red hair back as she look much taller then 4'11 in her heels...*she look just like the first time he met her and had taught her to suck his cock *
 
"Maybe I need to show you the certificate from the ceremony . . . it says that you and I are married. Maybe you don't remember, you were a bit tipsy, but when the judge asked you, you said, "I do." So, Emma, you are now my wife. If you want to see your gals, go right ahead, but I will come for you in 15 minutes and you and I are going up to our room for the wedding night."
 
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Emma laughs: Cmon...i never that drunk...i wouldnt realise what i did...you honnestly think i fall for that ? *pats his shoulder: ssssssssuurrrreee.....once you have proof...we can talk business...babe...*walks pass him as she join the girls to gamble.

Time passes as she drinks more before she gets in the taxi with her friends to leave to the next destination. As the car stops they realise the stand not at a club but a huge expensive hotel. The driver opens the door: Maam...i was asked to drop you off before driving the ladies to the club. Emma looks out the door and see him in disbelief as she step out. Placing her hands on her hips, she forgotten how powerful and connected he was : Seriously!?! this is soo not acceptable...look i thought that was a cute joke but now its just feel like your stalking me...*turns to get in the car only to realise the driver left while she was scowling him: What the hell?!?! oh cmon!!! *curses as she looks around for a taxi, mumbling: of all the crap you pull...
 
Pulling the marriage certificate out of my jacket pocket . . . complete with the judge's signature, my signature, and YOUR signature. "Looks real to me, Emma. Shall we go up to our room and talk about it."

Once we get to the room, I close and lock the door behind us. Giving you a chance to cool down, "Don't even think about a 'quickie divorce'; I am a judge here in Vegas, and there is no way you can pull anything. Let's face it, we are married, and you are stuck with me . . . I don't believe in divorce, so I will be doing everything I can to make this marriage work."

"Tomorrow, we will go shopping for an appropriate engagement ring and wedding rings. Would you like to take a shower before we share our marriage bed?"
 
Emma jaw drop as she grabs the certificate and curses: i knew i shouldn't of drank that bottler of whiskey...*Roll her eyes as she follows him in the hotel room. Looks in awe at the place: holy shit...i forgot how loaded you are...almost make me half regret my drunkenness stupidity...*places the document on the table: Look, i know we known each other for a bit...but this is crazy...I know you don't believe in divorce...

She sits down as she tries to reason with him: Slow down...You start talking about rings and sex and didn't eve ask me anything about me...look can we just slow down and talk and stuff...*gently reaches out as she held his hand, smiling at him: please? *he realized,he forgot that she also had a gentle,reasonable side*
 
"Emma, go ahead and take a shower, it will help you calm down. The hotel placed some really nice robes in the bathroom that you can put on. Of course, we can sit down and talk after your shower . . . before bed . . ."

Can't wait to remind you of what you whispered in my ear when we left the wedding chapel.
 
Emma gets up as she picks up the chair and drags it in the washroom. She locks the door and blocks it with the chair. Undress and jumps in the shower, after a long shower, she steps out and redress herself and gets out with the chair. Places the chair by the door as she walks back in the room and smiles: thank you for the shower...now lets talk cause i have to leave in a week and i just dont want any hatred between us...
 
"Well, Emma, you may think you are leaving in a week, but you are my wife now and you will not be leaving. I have a home here and I will arrange to have your clothing and any other personal items you have packed and shipped here."
 
Emma walks towards the door and stops to face him: Alan, you have to stop this...i know we had fun in the past and i will always cherish the memories...but i have a life now...*walks over to him * you cant just take over my life...times have changed...i have changed, Alan...*He can still remember of them talking of marriage and having kids* Look...I'll hang out with you for the last week but after i am heading home....*smiles* give me time to think...ok? *kisses his cheek, the contact of her lips giving a flash of when he first held her face and fucked her mouth , teaching her to swallow*
 
"You can have all the time you want to think, but Emma . . . it will be here with me. Do you remember what you said to me when we left the wedding chapel? That you couldn't wait for me to fuck you with my hard cock . . . every night . . . and whenever you wanted it."
 
Emma smiles fades as he add:...it will be here with me.*Gulps : i was drunk... *Looks at him nervously as he reminds her of her statement, slowly taking few steps back* that doesn't count...i was drunk and high..*Lowers her gaze from Alan as she started feel uncomfortable:... Please...don't...Alan i don't wanna lose our friendship cause of some drunk shit i did.

Emma takes a step back till she back into the bed.tense up. Looks up uneasy as she still remember how he could be intense and take over situations. Force a smile as she looks at him: You know, I love you....please try to understand, baby... ...*tries to look casual as she tries walk pas him to reach the door**
 
"Stop right there . . . we can do this one of two ways, and you get to decide which way it is. But either way, your tight little pussy is going to feel my cock inside and your cherry will be popped . . . so it going to be something we both enjoy . . . or are you going to make a difficult and painful for both of us."
 
Emma freeze up before face him horrified,force herself take him hand in her as she looks up: please Alan...don't be like this...you promise you never hurt me when we first met...*whimpers* i am not ready...please...*Kisses him* please baby...don't do this to me..*looks up frighten as she knew he always had his way whether she wanted or not. Remembering how he had her miss classes for days and he force her learn to suck him off when he saw her talk to a guy from her class.She had forgiven him after he bought be flower and a bracelet: please give me till end of the week...please,baby...*He recognize that look in her face, knowing her can start to undress and use her holes knowing she was to scare to defy him. He knew she cry but wouldn't dare defy him by fighting with all her might.*
 
"Don't worry, we'll take our time . . ." Hearing a knock on the door, I open it to find the concierge of the hotel standing there with your suitcases and a shopping bag from the nicest store in Vegas.

"I arranged to have your suitcases brought over from your other hotel; your friends packed them for you and the hotel picked them up for you." Handing the shopping bag to you, "I also had the personal shopper here at the hotel check out your sizes and she purchased your wedding night gown and robe. Please change into this now; while we may not consummate our marriage tonight, you will wear this and sleep with me."
 
Emma looks at the concierge and back at him: Alan! please don't do this...you know i wanna have a life before being a wife and stuff...you cant...i mean...please...i beg you...i need time...you cant expect me have sex with you
 
Tipping the concierge, I turn to you with a firm look on my face . . .

"Listen, Emma . . . I didn't say I was going to force you to have sex with me tonight; I said that you are going to wear this nightie and sleep in the same bed with me tonight. You didn't seem to mind it so much when you wanted to learn how to suck my cock a few years ago . . . so don't give me this 'poor innocent little girll' crap . . . or it will get unpleasant this evening."
 
Emma lungs to slap him across the face but stop herself as she glares: Fine , i will play along but expect nothing else of me as a woman...*looks away* where the hell are we going now...*she had no intention to stick around*
 
"OK, I'm done being nice; I thought you might be more respectful than this, but, obviously, I was wrong." Taking you by arm and guiding you into the bedroom of the suite, I reach into my suitcase and pull out a pair of handcuffs, slap one on your wrist and the other to the headboard of the bed.
 
Emma eyes bulges as he handcuffs her to the bed and looks at him terrified: please....dont hurt me...i said i would stay with you!!! please get them offf!!
I'm sorry...i be good...please...*that side of him frighten her*
 
"I know you will . . . I'll take them off in a few minutes . . . if you can convince me that you re going to follow my instructions about tonight. If not, they will stay on, and your sweet little pussy will be taken . . ."
 
Emma back up at the head of the bed as she was shaken like a leaf: convince?
please...no...what you want me to do? *she honestly feared the answer*
 
"You can start by unbuttoning you rblouse . . . show me that you are going to get undressed and are willing to wear the night gown I have for you. Then we'll see about taking the cuffs off."
 
Emma quickly removes her blouse and even bra as she stick out her hand to get the nightgown: ill wear it...just give it t me..*obviously she remembers his temper*
 
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