A Lady's Submission

In the next several seconds of time two things occurred. Tyree hacked the headhunters own head off with one swipe of his sword, as Anna caught Ofunai with one arm, while letting go of the young girl with the other as gracefully as she could.

Anna and Ofunai both fell to the ground. With a cry Anna leaned over Ofunai. With his eyes already looking dazed from the effects of the poison Ofunai mumbled out as he gripped Anna's hand tightly, "Thank you for saving my people! I would have liked to learn of your God more." That said, his eyes faded of all life.

Anna burst out in tears, as she knelt over the warrior who'd saved her life at the expense of his own, even as the warriors this man had trained and led gathered about in a silent mass gathering of heartfelt grief over the loss of a truly great man.

~~~~~~~

I stepped past the bodies of the fallen and those gathered around to stand beside my emotionally overcome wife as she wept over the body of one of the few true friends I'd ever had in life. I looked from Ofunai and the silent throng of warriors to the loss that could be seen everywhere one looked within the compound.

How could we have won the fight and yet lost every-thing it seemed? What peace was there for a victory with no resolution of anything remotely similar to joy?

This was not right and I would not let this moment pass only to leave us as those too old to bear seeing an-other day of life go by. My faith was stirred within me as I felt an answering willingness of God to effect change and I knew no better place to start than the broken scene of grief that was pouring out before me.

Stretching out my hand towards Ofunai I prayed aloud, "God, I pray right now for Your divine intervention in this life who with his last breath expressed the de-sire to truly know You and Your Son Jesus. I ask that You give him the chance to do that right now, even as I ask that You would give all of us a second chance to re-build this kingdom not on a strength based on the thick-ness of its walls, but rather on a strength that is sourced and based entirely within You as the Divine Creator of everything. Even so, I pray that nothing the jungle around throws at us or all the powers of imperialistic European countries combined will not have the strength to over-come what I pray You establish right now. Ofunai, I ask right now in the name of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for you to rise to take your place, as a leader once more, among your people in order to effect the change that is needed in the hearts and minds of all those gathered and those yet to come in search of a refuge to be found in this kingdom set apart from the darkness that is without."

Ofunai's eyes opened slowly and feeling with a hand he reached down to his side and pulled free the poison dart. Holding it in his blood stained fingers he looked to Anna and said, "Your God is good!"

"Oh yes, He is, Ofunai! Anna exclaimed, as she leaned forward to hug him tightly to her.

I nodded emotionally and looked about with a completely different mindset. Hope had been interjected into this day. Not by my will, but because God had willed it to be so.

With His help I was going to rebuild on the momentum that He offered in this moment of deliverance from death and spiritual decay. My actions would not be in pursuit of riches or the fame of family pride.

No, I wanted something much more. I wanted to help build and maintain all the days of my life a kingdom of righteousness.

Yes, from now on, that would be my goal and constant prayer. It wasn't about the survival of my family anymore, so much so that it was about the survival of those who believed in the only thing worth believing in.

A hand slipped into mine and I looked down into the eyes of my wife. Her eyes red from crying and her dress both torn and bloody did nothing to detract from the vision of beauty she was to me both within and without.

Smiling, she said, "Your faith has grown, my husband."

"Yes it has, and a lot of the reason for that is because of you. Thank you for praying for me Anna! Whatever would I ever do without you?"

I hugged her to me then and she hugged me back with a fierceness equal to my own. Rebuilding the shattered lives of some of my people would be hard, but it could be done now thanks to God.

How things might have gone differently this day if God had not been involved in the selection process of a mate for me as He had so obviously been. God was so good!

Chapter Nine

Surrendered Fears

One Week Later

I lay in bed feeling replete from a night spent making love to my wife. That said, my staff now rose proudly in the morning sunlight spilling into the room.

While it was normal for me to wake up so I never fought overly hard against the urge to bury it in the moist and warm interior of my wife's sheath. She didn't overly care for it, but there was little else I liked better than to wake her up by solidly sliding my entire staff into her.

She'd gasp and writhe and even whine about the discomfort of my actions, but within moments she would be moaning and begging for more. That said, I resisted against the urge to do that this morning as she was just sleeping so peacefully beside me that I couldn't bring myself to disturb her.

I let my mind wander to other things as the sun's light strengthened outside. It was quite odd the way things worked out sometimes.

For the moment my interactions with the Portuguese were once again less hostile, if even partly agreeable. Reason for that being the quite unexpected reaction of the native peoples of the entire region, for when they had found out that the Portuguese had consorted with their hated enemies to bring about the deaths of some of their own people unprecedented action had been taken.

The involvement of the Portuguese with the headhunters had not gone over well at all. To a tribe the entire region of this river network had ceased trading with the Portuguese overnight as sort of an unofficial boycott.

It hadn't taken the Portuguese long to make amends in order to get their trade back. My supply boat was once more allowed passage up the river.

The hostages they had been purported to be entirely fictitious, but a truly ironic twist of fate four days ago three vessels of long-lost kin members had arrived and were even now being incorporated into our bustling little community. Ar'mora's safety had never been as secure as it was now.

The Portuguese were unlikely to make any moves anytime soon, as they now knew the stakes of doing so and our other menacing threat, the headhunters, had been virtually wiped out, which was another feather in the cap in terms of the natives of the surrounding land's positive opinion of us.

Things were going well. Very well.

On the heels of that very thought I felt my wife curl her fingers around the base of my shaft and caressingly coast them up and down it lovingly. My hips lifted off the bed to the pleasure her hand provided and I watched her smile.

Her thumb massaged the head of my cock teasingly. She was in a playful mood and so was I.

Playful mood or not there was something I wanted. Something I had yet to claim and yet ached to do so.

I'd long since forgotten my need for Anna to be a virgin and my displeasure with her for finding out that she wasn't, but that still did not detract from the fact that she had one place that I had never been yet. That no one had been there, only made it all the more desirable.

I'd ached from the very first moment that I'd seen her tight rear hole to claim it by placing my shaft to it and penetrating her bottom until my balls slapped against her sheath. The activity I wanted to engage in with her was looked down upon by some, but I found no moral objection to the concept of what I wished to do with my wife.

Her body was mine and I wanted to explore and possess all of it and very soon I intended to do just that. That said, however, her last virginity wasn't something to just be taken though.

No, I had to work for it and now was as good a time as any to start. I rose up to my knees on the bed and looked down upon her.

Smiling coyly she gazed at the pre-come drizzling from the tip of my shaft and said, "I know that look."

I lifted an eyebrow and asked, "Oh, what?"

"You're planning on doing something to me. Some-thing out of the ordinary and you're trying to be careful, when by nature you typically aren't in terms of expressing whatever it is you want."

"How very astute of you." I said, as I sat back to sit on my heels. Her woman's intuition was going into over-time this morning.

She sat up supporting herself with one hand and I took the moment to enjoy the way her full breasts hung free before me and the way the long curly ringlets of her red hair dangled about her nipples.

"What is it that you would like Honey?" She asked curiously.

My erection swelled larger as I imagined what the intimate tightness of her rear would be like to thrust back and forth into. Her eyes widened and she glanced from my erection to me with all the submissive genuineness she had about her and said, "I'll do it. Anything you want!"

"Anything I want." I asked softly.

"I promise!" She affirmed passionately.

Nodding my head, I then slipped off the bed. Taking her hand, I pulled her off to stand beside me.

I kissed her sweetly for a long moment and then I led her over to a floor length mirror. I liked to make love to her in front of the mirror, especially entering her from behind, as I got to see the emotions and passions of her face in being taken in such a way.

The imagery of one day starting out in her sheath only to pull out and penetrate the tightness of her bottom had my shaft swelling even more. That would be a good day.

~~~~~~~

Anna

Anna shivered with anticipation as she stood before the mirror fully revealed to her husband. The feel of the strength of his erection pressing into the small of her back had her aching to feel him inside of her.

Any moment she expected for him to bend her over to do just that and she was more than ready for that. To her surprise though he placed a hand at her waist and turned her body so that her front pressed up against his.

She looked up with curiosity at him only to see him gazing intently into the mirror behind her. His big hands on her waist shifted and with a pleasurable feeling she felt him slide each hand down to grip a cheek of her full bottom and stretch them apart.

What he was doing felt good. She knew he had a thing for her bottom. She didn't know why, but she was glad just the same that it pleased him.

She closed her eyes and rested her cheek against his chest content to let him play with her bottom. His grip on one full cheek released, but his other hand's grip upon her remained.

The fingers of his free hand coasted back and forth through the cleft of her bottom and shivering from the unfamiliar, but exciting feeling of it she pressed a little closer to Mahlon. The coaxing caress of his fingertips stopped and all of a sudden she felt one of his big fingers, rub dominantly over her anus in a way that suggested a lot more was to come.

Looking up at him with alarm, as his finger continued to rub upon her now tightly clamped rear entrance, she watched him say, as he continued to gaze at the view the mirror offered him, "I want to take you here. I want to watch my cock penetrate you until my entire shaft is rooted fast in your bottom. Then I want to slide in and out of your tight rear, until I spill all my seed deep into your virgin bottom."

Anna gasped in shock and something a little close to horror at the realization of everything he was saying. She pulled away to be free and surprisingly, he let her go.

She backed away several feet, staring at him with a mixture of alarm and genuine puzzlement. Finally finding her voice she whispered out, "But that's a sin!"

He lifted an eyebrow and queried, "Is it? Prove it." He challenged.

"The Bible is very specific about it! I believe it's in Leviticus 18:22 that it says, 'You shall not lie with a male as one lies with a female; it is an abomination.'"

Mahlon smiled and tilted his head to the side slightly and gently said, "Exactly, Honey. Listen to what you just said."

Anna blinked and asked, "What?"

Still being quite unlike himself when it came to his usual demeanor, when there was something he really wanted, Mahlon went on to say, "Does a man have a vagina?"

"No!" Anna said, feeling her face blush even redder than it already was. Did he think she was that simple-minded?

Still of the patient bearing of before he then replied to her, "Since a man doesn't have a vagina and the verse is clearly suggesting that the aspect of sin only becomes involved when the man gives up the same use of a woman's body as is possible of being accomplished between two men that clearly then tells me that there's nothing wrong with me exploring you, a female, in such a fashion. Yes, it is forbidden for two men to do what is lawful only between a man and his wife to do with each other. That is not in question. Your bottom, however just like every other glorious inch of you was crafted for me to take pleasure in as your husband. I have gloried in all that you have to offer and now I want to possess you in the most intimate way that a man can possess his woman. Anna the time has come for you to trust me with every-thing. I want your bottom. I crave to experience the feeling of my cock gliding up your rear to the hilt. That said, this is not something I'm going to force upon you. If I was to take what I wanted in this regard, I could really end up hurting you and I am not going to risk doing that. It's your choice and you don't have to make your decision now. Take all the time you want." Mahlon finished with generously.

Anna stared at her husband in severe angst as to what to do. She'd already promised him that she would do anything he wanted and yet what he wanted was sinful and yet he'd just clearly defined Scripture in a common sense way that said that what he wanted to do was clearly not a sin, when practiced between a man and his wife.

As his wife she owed it to him to submit to his desires, but... Her eyes fell to fasten upon the turgid thick length of her husband's cock. How could she possibly accept all of that up her rear?

Her mind went to the first time that he had first made her his. His cock had seemed so huge and completely unmanageable and yet she'd taken every last inch of him and she'd done so ever since.

Would having him up her bottom be any different?

All the times she had felt her husband's kisses and quick darting touch and then moving away caress of her bottom entrance now made sense. This was something that he really wanted and yet he'd given her the final say in the matter.

He was putting her first and actually denying himself when it came to the pursuit of pleasure with her. That spoke of his love for her and just as that was so how could she not show her complete love and acceptance of him in return if she chose to deny him in this?

She didn't like the answer to that. Closing her eyes, she silently prayed, "Oh God, I need your help! Please put this desire of my husband within my heart and give my body the ability to please him in this way. I willingly submit to my husband's desire as I am his."

Anna with her eyes still closed, stepped forward to stand against her husband. She couldn't help but shiver as she reached for her husband's hands and then led them around her to place them upon her rear.

She hadn't felt so vulnerable within her husband's presence since their first time together as she had been poised on her knees to accept his huge cock into her body for the first time. A quiver went through her body as his fingers once more molded to the contours of the cheeks of her bottom.

As apprehensive as she was though she also felt excitement. At the very least, she felt pleasure in the fact that she had yet one virgin aspect of her body to give her husband who already possessed her heart.

Looking up, she met his passionate gaze and said, "I'm yours. Please be gentle."

Instead of a passionate kiss, then his kiss was one of unparalleled sweetness. Pulling back from the kiss, he said, "I will. Do you trust me?"

She nodded her head instantly. She did trust this man and being reminded of that in the moment helped some.

The feel of his wet shaft against her belly though had her whispering in sudden question, "Do you really think you can get it all in?"

Smiling, he said reassuringly, "Yes Honey, but we'll start out small at first."

Anna let out a relieved breath and Mahlon exclaimed in surprise, "You didn't think I was just going to shove it up there did you?"

"I... ummm."

"Honey, you know me better than that."

"Do I? Remember our first time together, dear?" Anna queried challengingly.

"You do have a point there, but this will be different. I promise."

Anna nodded trustingly and let her head fall forward to rest against the curly hairs of his chest as his hands continued to stroke and caress her bottom as she stood pressed up against him.

"Go to the tub and pour yourself a bath Honey." Mahlon commanded.

Anna nodded and went to do so as his hands released their grip on her bottom.

~~~~~~~

I watched her walk away from me. In a way I don't think I'd ever respected or admired her as a person more than I did now.

She was willingly submitting to my will in this despite all her reservations. My eyes fell to her bottom, which I loved. Soon it would be mine, even as her heart already was.

I gave her some time to get started with her bath before I entered the bathroom. The sight of her submerged in the warm water of her bath as the sudsy ripples of its surface swayed concealingly about her nipples was a turn on all by itself.

Smiling, I approached and knelt down beside the tub. I set the jar of oil I had brought with me down and her eyes danced away from it nervously.

Smiling, I reached forward to start playing with her. My hand dipped beneath the water to twerk at her nipples caressingly and all her other erogenous zones, until my hand settled on her pleasure bud to the forward side of her sheath.

She moaned beneath my touch and shifted about in the warm water even as I playfully kissed her about the face, neck and shoulders. I had a goal in mind and I reached it as she came hard and cried out with the passion of her orgasm.

I didn't stop my manipulations though of her pleasure center and soon she was crying out again as my continued ministrations brought on another orgasm. I stopped my actions and kissing her in the sensitive spot behind her ear I said, "Get onto your knees and move forward to rest against the edge of the tub."

In a bit of a daze, she moved to do so and before long I was presented with the sight of her beautiful rear held clear of the water.

"Your bottom is so utterly gorgeous to me! I could stare at it for hours!" I said with feeling, as I gazed upon its warm rounded contours of sweetness.

She turned her head to glance back at me and smiled shyly for a moment at my praise of her. I straightened up on my knees on the outside of the tub and with one hand massaging upon the beautiful indent of the small of her back, I began with my right hand to play with the tightly crinkled entrance of her bottom.

My actions were playful and gentle upon her rear en-trance, until I decided I wanted to do a little more. Washing the cleft of her rear off with a little soapy water, I stood up and bent over the tub.

I pulled her bottom cheeks apart and kissed her wetly in the exact spot that I ached to ram my shaft all the way home into. She gasped and gripped the lip of the tub harder at the contact of my lips upon her tightly furled rosette and then again as I brought my tongue out to swap and press against it.