Model Slave Pt. 03 Ch. 08

Emma smiled, kissed him on the cheek and dutifully responded, "Thank you Master."

Steve watched Emma as she dove into the plate of food. He smiled as he watched her wolf down the plate of eggs and bacon, her hunger was obvious to all. He had to admit, watching a spectacularly naked woman gleefully eat her breakfast was scintillatingly sexy. As Steve began to eat his breakfast with relish, he noticed Emma stop with the color training from her face as she stared at the door.

Steve turned in his seat and saw the stranger from the schooner walking through the restaurant door, with half a dozen other gang members trailing behind him. Steve stood facing the gang and swung his backpack into his arms. When they were almost at the table Steve slid his hand inside the backpack yelled, "Now Gentlemen!"

After Steve gave the signal every other Dom in the restaurant stood and menacingly surrounded the gang. The stranger stopped held his hands up and responded, "No need to get violent and gentlemen, were just here to transact some business."

Steve smiled tightly at the stranger, "You didn't need to bring an army, so you first!"

The stranger put his hand in his inside jacket pocket and pulled out a black envelope. He tossed it to Steve with a look of angry disdain on his face. Steve caught it gracefully and looked inside the envelope. He nodded his head and pulled his hand from the backpack holding a white business envelope. He likewise tossed the envelope to the stranger. Mimicking Steve, the stranger looked in the envelope and nodded his head then began to turn heading towards the door.

The envelope from the stranger eliminated Steve from any damage to the schooner or any damage to anyone's reputation. Steves envelope was much more extensive and eliminated the stranger, the auction company, the owner of the company and the schooner from any liability in Emma's enslavement, torment or humiliation. Both letters had gag orders attached to them, compensation for Emma and apologies to Emma and the club.

Steve had the club's legal department draft the letter and it was delivered to them last night.

Before he had completed his turn, Steve yelled, "I want you to know you're getting off easy. If you or any of your minions ever, EVER touch Emma again I will kill you! Just in case you think I can't follow through, look at the men around you. Everyone surrounding you is skilled at inflicting pain and punishment! Like I said, you're getting off easy!"

The stranger turned to face Steve and gave him a glaring look of hatred before responding, "I will never underestimate you again Yank! I hope we never see each other and find out who's the better!"

Steve nodded his head just before the gang filed out. As the last one left, all the Dom's turned to Steve. They all gave him a nod and then returned to their table. Steve turned back to his table, sat down and it was only then that he looked up at Emma. She sat with her mouth hanging open and a look of total astonishment on her face. She met his eyes and in a low wondrous voice asked, "What have you done?"

Before he could answer a waiter showed up and held out a small tray. Steve opened the envelope and took out two roughly 5 carat diamonds and placed them on the tray. The waiter scurried to the kitchen and all the Dom's in the building raised their glass to Steve. Steve acknowledged the salute and turned back to Emma saying, "I'm securing your freedom and making sure nothing like this ever happens to you again. As a bonus I have approximately a 4 carat flawless canary yellow diamond for your wedding ring or if you prefer it can be attached to your collar?"

If it were possible the astonished look on Emma's face got even broader, with her eyes opening wide and her mouth hanging open. She fell out of her chair and crawled over to Steve's, putting her head in his lap and he heard her sobs as she began crying. He pulled her up into his lap and held her in his arms while she tried to come to grips with the turn of events. Steve caressed her soft skin as he felt her tears stain his shirt and her sobs shake her body.

In between sobs Emma whispered in her master's ear, "I don't know what to say. You have already collared me and I belong to you. I will always be yours to command. That's the meaning of the bargain that we struck when you put your collar around my neck. Your collar has always given me strength and support, more than any ring ever could. You don't need to marry me, because I already belong to you."

Steve's hands were never idle as he caressed her silky-smooth skin while she sat in his lap. He knew what she was saying and part of him agreed with it. Even though he didn't need to, he felt like Emma deserved an explanation, "You are correct my gorgeous sub. You belong to me and nothing is going to take you away, but that's also the reason I want to marry you. First of all, I love you and can't imagine ever being without you, that's one thing this incident has proven to me. That is the most important reason."

"Being collared isn't an official sanction joining of our hearts and something governments don't recognize. Someday we may own property together or even have children and I want us to be officially endorsed as husband and wife. We will still live our life as master and sub, but you will also be my loving wife."

Emma's crying had stopped, but she still clung to Steve desperate never let him go. She responded, "Yes, my master, I will marry you. To me, being collared by you requires more love, is more binding and acquires more commitment to each other than being married. However, I understand your reasons and I would love to be your wife."

With that she kissed him on the cheek. She turned her head so she could look him in the eyes and asked, "How did you arrange the deal with the stranger?"

Steve looked a little sheepish as he answered, "During my interrogations the stranger and his boss, neither was very forthcoming about information on where I could find you. However, both were very forthcoming about the deal with the auction house and the slavers, plus their phones contained lots of phone numbers. While you were asleep, I made a few calls and sold some of my holding to safeguard you and your future. Now my gorgeous sub, finish your breakfast, because I have a surprise in store for you."

Emma crawled out of his lap and back to her chair where she finished off her breakfast. Steve did the same and with both breakfasts finished, Steve made sure that both had a 2^nd cup of coffee. Steve gathered Emma's hands together and once again bound her hands, but this time in front of her. Once their coffees were finished, he left a most generous tip on the table.

Her master stood and Emma rose behind him after he gave a light tug on the leash. He led her into a back room and over to a sawhorse modified with a back support. He placed a blindfold over her eyes, picked her up and laid her back on the support. While he was arranging Emma on the modified sawhorse, the crowd from the restaurant filed into the back room to watch.

The minute Emma saw the room full of restraint and torment elements, she knew that her new master was going to consummate their new relationship. She had been waiting for this since they escaped the ship and her body immediately responded with her nipples engorging, her womanly folds becoming soaking wet and anticipation burbling in her stomach.

Steve pulled her bound arms off one end of the sawhorse and tied them to the cross bar of the sawhorse and tied her legs to the other end. Then he began to tantalize her with feathers, a soft leather cat-o-nine tails and vibrators until she was gasping for breath and writhing on the sawhorse. For the rest of the morning her Master took her to various bondage devices using them to tease and drive her wild.

For Emma this was one of the most sensuously exhilarating and loving experiences she had ever experienced. Not only was her man mastering her, lashing her with powerful intoxicating sensations, but he was also doing it in front of a large audience. His teasing torment scorched her to the core, but all those lusty eyes surrounding her engulfed her in mindless ecstasy. She was using everything she had learned to control the maelstrom inside her, but all those eyes were driving her to the brink of insanity. She loved her man and the way he lovingly tormented her beyond the point of reason.

He dominated her in a loving and reverent way, with love in his eyes as he demonstrated her passion to the crowd following them. He was putting on a demonstration showing the crowd what a loving, committed and trusting couple could achieve. Every cell in Emma's body was singing her loving passion for her Master as she fought for control with him continuing to build her passion higher and higher. The last device he took her to was a sex swing and by then she was shaking so badly with unreleased passion that he had to carry her to the swing.

He strapped her arms and legs into the loops at each end of the swing and with her eyes she silently pleaded with him to let her cum. He gave her a reassuring smile, knelt between her legs, and sucked her pussy lips into his mouth. Emma sucked in a deep quivering breath and as he sucked her clit into his mouth, she shuttered on the edge of a massive cum. Her chest was heaving trying to forestall the orgasm rushing towards her and as her chest released a shuddering breath, she whispered. "Please Master, Oh God, Oh Oh Please may I cum."

Steve stood up, dropped his pants and easily slid his cock into Emma's gushing and pulsing pussy. It was too much and as the orgasmic freight train started to run through her Emma exhaled a long pleading breath, "Ppppplllleeeaassseee Ma Maasstteerr."

Steve commanded "Cum for me, cum long and never stop."

Emma's head fell back arching her back and thrusting her breasts into her master's voracious mouth as she screamed her completion. Steve began to swing her back and forth with his cock traveling from the edge of her pussy lips and slamming into her cervix. During the entire swing his hands were guiding her and his thumb was stroking her clit. Emma was being assaulted by waves of hard massive climaxes that piled on top of each other, sending her heart mind and body into an orgasmic paroxysm. As she convulsed, twisted and writhed in the swing Steve brought up a large wand vibrator with his other hand and pressed it against her clit.

Emma felt like a high voltage wire had been pressed against her clit and her massive orgasms jumped beyond her ability to endure and sent her rocketing into outer space. Her unseeing eyes grew as big as saucers and her mouth fell wide open in a silent scream of ecstasy. She bucked and twisted in the swing as the man she loved, once again took her to a place she never dreamed of. Emma could barely catch her breath as one orgasm exploded into the next one. Emma felt a scared panic mixed with the overwhelming rapture as her orgasmic paroxysm kept her from getting air into her lungs.

Steve took the vibrator away, let Emma catch her breath, and once she had a full breath, he brought the vibrator back. The high voltage shock against her clit sent her back into the stratosphere and her scream announced it to the crowd. Steve continued to play Emma like the conductor of an orchestra and she was being buffeted by waves of intense orgasmic contortions. When she could, she stared at her Master with intense love and devotion. When she had the breath, she would whisper, "Oh God Master, I never, Oh Oh Oh God Master."

He continued swinging Emma back and forth driving his cock deep inside her slamming against her cervix, while the vibrator buzzed on her clit. Emma felt like she was floating on air while she was in the swing, but each driving stroke of his cock almost split her in two and oh God it felt incredible. The swinging, the vibrator and the hard driving cock were the most excruciatingly perfect experience of Emma's life. The constant vibrations on her clit kept her at a constant elevation, with each stroke of his cock rippling through her wildly jubilant pussy. Each swing drove his cock deep against her cervix setting off heart-stopping explosions inside her.

Emma lost all track of time and she felt like she was on an orgasmic high for hours. In reality, it was only fifteen minutes of constant orgasmic bombardment before Steve held himself deep inside her and immersed her pussy in his seed. Despite Emma's near catatonic state, she felt the throbbing of his cock as he blasted ropes of cum inside her. There was something about her master cumming hard and throbbing inside her that felt so perfectly intimate, so loving and so right.

Steve finally stopped climaxing, but continued slow motions with the swing and it was a cherished moment. His eyes and cock were slowly making love to her and neither was paying attention to the crowd, only each other. Emma's body was bathed in perspiration and her hair was wet sticking to her shoulders and breasts. She was shaking uncontrollably and her teeth were chattering, but her eyes were filled with love for the man hovering over her.

Steve was so very proud of the woman he loved. Today, she had been the perfect Sub and she was everything he ever wanted. He was oblivious of the large crowd as he unstrapped her arms and legs and cradled her in his arms. The loud applause from the crowd registered only as background noise. With their eyes never leaving each other he carried her upstairs to a room he had rented and once again he began to tend to his love's battered body. It was this special loving care that told Emma just how much he loved her and once again, she fell asleep in his arms.

He watched this incredible woman lying in his arms with the ravages of their love making session still evident on her body. However, her face had an ethereal loving glow that tugged at his heart. He gently stroked her face and watched her smile while she preened into his hand in her sleep. Steve felt that ache in his chest again as he watched her visceral reaction to his touch. It was obvious she was in love with him and he knew he was in love with her.