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"Take you time, Emma, this is not a race . . . you act like I've never seen your tits before. You showed them to me more than once when we dated . . . even let me play with them before you sucked my cock. So, let me enjoy the view once again."
 
Emma glares at him as she exposes her breast: please let me free...i did what you wanted....*tense up* why are ou talking to me like i am a common whore...i thought you once loved me...if that not the damn case, let me be alone...Obviously we cant be a couple since you dont even think of me a a woman
 
"Emma, you're the one that is fighting all this! Let me make this clear . . . once more. You are my wife. I wouldn't marry you if I didn't love you."

Picking up the key to the handcuffs, "OK, let's start over. I will give you until the end of the week, with only one condition." Unlocking the cuff from your wrist and from the bed before even revealing the one condition.
 
Emma rubs her wrist as she glares at me: you always do this when we together...you know i hate it..you always give me conditions....fine what damn condition...*looks away hating how much control he had over her life.*
 
"The only condition is that you will stay. No other conditions." Looking at you, I know you were expecting more restrictions. "If you can agree to that, then we will be able to work everything else out."
 
Emma blinks: stay ? you mean with you...i wanted to o to school...*pales as she remember him mentioning he always wanted marry her and make her a house wife with nothing to worry pregnant with many children. She remember he disapprove of modern women working since that what his mother did before divorcing his dad; I know you believe its for my best but...i am an independent woman and i want to work and do my own stuff...having kids and marriage is too soon...please try be reasonable...
 
"We can talk about that . . I will consider the possibility of you going to school out here, since that is obviously, very important to you. No promises beyond that, but i will start there."

Understanding that Emma is a very strong woman, and I can appreciate that . . . so there will have to be some compromise, but still , , , I will have the last word..
 
Elizabecka as she stood off the bed: can i make a phone call....we can talk details later...*she wanted to forget what was happening for now*
 
"Sure, use the phone in the other room . . . " Trying to be somewhat reasonalbe, after all, as my wife, you have to be able to do some things without my controlling your every move.
 
Elizabecka calls her parents asking how they were, she was worried since her mom was sick. She then call her friens to say she meet at end of the week as something came up.Lean against the wall as she hung up thinking of their pass relationship, remember how demanding he was...she kept thinking marriage would put more pressure...She slide down the wall as she suddenly couldn't breathe. The room beginning get dark till she collapse on the floor.
 
Hearing you slide to the floor, I know that it is just a reaction to all that is going on. Hurrying to you, I pick you up and lie you down on the bed, hearing some feeble moans from your lips. Going to the bathroom, I grab a washcloth, dampen in and bring it back and lay it across your forehead.

Calling my personal doctor, I explain the situation to him. He tells me what to watch for and says he will be here in a few minutes to check on you.
 
The doctor examines her carefully and turns to him: she is suffering from exhaustion ....has she had some stress lately that might be a cause......well she should be fine once she wakes up. I gave her a sedative

That night be brought her straight to his new home and called her family and friends informing her she was his wife and live with him as well as exhausted.He had withdrew her from college to avoid stress and have a long talk with the parents that finally let him take charge of her.

He hears her groaning as she wakes up in their bedroom , naked under the blankets of their bedroom,the next day . As he knew she be fit and ready to consummate the marriage.
 
Sitting in a chair by the bed when you wake up; the sedative the doctor gave you really knocked you out . . . it's almost 10:00 in the morning. I slept in the guest room across the hall, not wanting to disturb you, or shock you if you woke up during the night to find me next to you.
 
Elizabecka slowly wakes up, looking around trying find out where she was. Looks at him shocked before trying get out from under the blankets. She slide by the edge of he bed and tries ti get up. She makes few step before colllaping
 
Not even sure you realize that you are naked; I scoop you back up in my arms and carry you back to the bed. Before covering you up, I take in your beauty . . . nice full breasts, neatly trimmed pussy tapering to a point just about your pussy lips.

"Lie still, Emma; the doctor said you need to rest today. He will be back before lunch to check on you."
 
Emma winces as she falls, cursing as her body seem to not obey her wish, looks up at him blushing as he picks her up: Where am i?! i am fine...i just tripped...i don't need a doctor! *looks around nervously* I...I just neeed go home...
 
"Don't give me an excuse to tie you to the bed . . you are going to stay here and rest. I have already talked to your parents and your friends. They understand the situation. We are married, you are my wife . . . and they will not fight with me about you."
 
Emma looks at him: what you mean!? Bill , you cant just take over my life...that's not time of life i want...please...lets talk about this...please, Bill...we can be friends again...i just need you give me space and time....i promise i accept our marriage but i need time and space to think...please!
 
"Don't be so fucking difficult, Emma . . . we are married, you are my wife. That's it, period. Sure, I am willing to talk about anything that you would like, but until you accept that fact, talking is a fucking waste of time. I'm willing to give you some time and space . . . but there are limitations on how much space and how much time."
 
Emma pulls the covers over her head as she screams and curses him. He allow her to rest after the doctor inform Bill she is fine and nothing to worry. Once she was able to walk and was steady, he allow her walk in the house.Letting the aid only come to clean, etc before she woke up or after she went to bed. He spend much as quality time with her. After a day or so, she started to talk to him like they used too years before.

The days they spend was relaxing like a normal couple talking of days and even starting kiss a bit. The day before her friends leave, he couldn't get her out of his mind.Ever since he accidentally walk in on her stepping out of the shower three days ago..

He arrived home from work and found her in a short dress, her hair in a pony tail as she was cleaning the vegetables in the sink.She was bending over, he see she wore a thong, the sight making him hard at the sight of her ass that seem beg for him cock to pop its cherry. She didn't seem to notice his arrival as she was humming a song*
 
Walking up behind you, bending over the sink, I wrap my arms around your stomach and kiss the back of your neck softly. Giving you a few moments to relax, I start sliding my hands up your stomach and cup your breasts from below . . . "Feels good, baby . . ."
 
Emma gasps feeling him touch her suddently: god, you scared me...*continues wash the carrots, giggles as he begin to caress her body: your distracting me...heheh..stop...*shivers as its been a long time since he touch her so intimately: dont start...what you cant finish...hheheh...oh yeah...*reaches back with her left hand to playfully grope him, giggles as she stroke his cock through his pants. Blushes as she forgotten how much his cock was : going commando , on me/ *laughs as she remove her hand and continue wash the vegetable, her guard down *
 
Obviously, you are feeling much better today; I keep playing with your tits thru your dress, the nipples getting hard as I do. Whether you are intending to or not, your ass is rubbing against my cock. Reachinn down I lift your skirt up over your ass, so that your ass is bare, the thong strap is buried in the crack of your ass. Quickly unzipping my slacks and pulling my cock out of my boxers . . the head already coated with some precum, sliding the heac up and down your ass . . .
 
Emma smirks: i am rested...*moans as he plays with her tits,shivers: tease...*wiggles her ass against his hard cock. tense up a bit as he lifts her skirt: hey...cmon baby...stop...*glance back as she hears him unzip his pants,pales at the sight of his huge erection.Gasps as he rubs against her,tries stay calm as she act casual as she tries move her ass away without looking unwilling.He can see she was nervous and hope he was teasing.*
 
Sliding my cock between your thighs . . . even with a thong, I am able to slide under the material and spread your pussy lips with my cock . . . "Fuck baby, you are wet."

Pullng my cock back, I press the head against your tight opening in your ass . . .
 
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