The Blushing Bride

By JonnySchweer and mrhungry 

Semester final exams were over and many of the students had already left campus for the short break. Gwendolyn knew she had aced the exams, but that had been no easy feat. Not because the exams were difficult, but because her mind had been preoccupied by thoughts of her mysterious friend, Jon, and the unbelievable day she had recently spent with him.

Sitting on a bench on the campus Commons, Gwen thought about Jon, the man who had opened the door to her sexuality, and led her down a path of erotic depravity. One might think he was a sexual predator, but she knew it was she who had initiated every contact they had had. Or had he maneuvered her into believing that?

Gwendolyn was young, sure, but she was also very intelligent. She thought back to the day she first met Jon in the coffee shop and clearly recalled that it was she who noticed the older man, reading his paper and sipping his coffee. It was she who found him attractive and had initiated the conversation. After being drawn in by his charming and relaxed personality, it was she who suggested they meet for drinks the next weekend.

During the months that followed, she had texted him several times, and he had happily agreed to meet with her each time. She wondered why he never texted her to meet, and had originally thought that maybe he didn't really want to see her. But those thoughts vanished when they would eventually meet up. He was always so happy to see her, and was always prepared to take her places she had never been.

By that she meant, sexual places.

At first she was thrilled that their relationship had gotten personal so quickly. God, did she need a good fucking, and he turned out to be an aggressive, yet compassionate, lover. He also seemed to have a knack for knowing exactly what made her hot, even when she didn't know those things herself.

For instance, she hadn't known she was an exhibitionist, or that she had a submissive personality, or that she loved the feel of spandex. She loved that Jon knew all about these things, and used his knowledge to make their times together utterly fantastic. Those sexual places he had taken her were so erotic; she wondered how she could have ever found them without him.

Even thinking about what she had done with him made her horny! The young woman took out her cell phone and looked at it, wondering if he would be available to meet her again. It had been a month since they were last together. Did he want to see her again? Was she imposing on him?

She had to find out! She had an itch that only he could scratch, and it needed scratching badly!

Typing quickly, she wrote: Hello, sir. Are you there?

There was no reply for several minutes, and then her phone vibrated. Gwen looked down and saw his reply: I was just thinking about you, sweetie. How are you?

Gwen's heart jumped. He was thinking about her? I'm fine sir! You were thinking of me?

His reply came back quickly: Yes, I'm attending the fashion show being held at the Hilton this evening, and I was wishing you could go with me, and then there was your text.

LOL Gwen texted back.

Are you available?

A fashion show?! That required no thought at all! Of course, sir, I'd love to go with you!

Jon's reply said, Be ready by 7pm. Don't bother with wearing any underwear.//

The two back slashes was Jon's way of saying "end of discussion", so Gwendolyn put her phone away and headed back to her dorm room.

No underwear?! They were going to a fashion show at the Hilton. You don't show up there wearing jeans and a t-shirt. But the only outfit she had that was even close to being dressy was a light, floral print dress. It was sort of short, but it looked new, and with her cream high heels it would be okay.

At 6:45 Gwen was standing at the curb waiting for Jon to pick her up. The breeze felt good, but it occasionally turned into a gust and threatened to expose her nudeness as it blew against her dress.

One gust was strong enough to make the young college student turn to face away from it. When she turned back, a sleek black limo had pulled up to the curb. The back door opened and Jon stepped out.

"Well, hello Gwendolyn," he said as he motioned for her to get into the car. "You look stunning in that dress."

"Thank you, sir," Gwen replied tilting her head slightly to receive Jon's kiss on her cheek.

Once they were seated the driver pulled the car away from the curb and headed into town.

Seated across from Gwen in the roomy back of the limo, Jon asked, "Do you remember when we made the cast of my erection?"

Gwen smiled. Of course she remembered! After her lover had driven her to multiple orgasms she had commented that she wished she had a dildo shaped like his wonderful cock. That was when she had found out that Jon had a way of making all her wishes come true.

The next day he had taken her to a private studio where they had made a cast of his aroused cock, and then he had splattered body paint all over her and fucked her on a huge canvas. He later told her that that canvas was hanging on the wall over his bed.

This was the first time Gwen had thought about the cast since that day. Now she watched as Jon opened a brief case on the seat next to him to reveal two ivory white dildos, attached to a white leather strap. A second, wider, white leather belt lay next to it.

Gwen looked up at Jon, her mouth open in astonishment. "How...what...are those for...me?"

Jon nodded, and picked up the belts. "Kneel on the floor and pick up your dress."

Gwendolyn's head whipped around to look at the limo driver behind the glass partition, and then opened her mouth to object.

"Now!"

Gwen's mouth closed at Jon's stern command as she slid off the seat and onto her knees. She fought the urge to look back at the driver, instead, her eyes looked downward at the floor.

Holding her dress up, Gwen watched as Jon threaded the looped end of the strap half way around the belt. He brought the belt around her slender waist and buckled it in front.

Reaching between her legs, Jon brought the strap forward, bringing the thermoplastic rubber dildos with it.

"Hold this, sweetie," he said. When Gwen took the end of the strap from him he removed a tube of lube from the brief case and applied a generous amount to the twin shafts.

Taking the end of the belt, Jon pulled upward while directing the tip of the first dildo against Gwen's sphincter.

"Remember what this is, sweetie," Jon said softly as he continued to work the head of the dildo into her anus. "What is it? Tell me." His voice was as firm as the object being forced into her.

Gwen's heart felt ready to explode as she felt the dildo sink into her, and then felt the second slide easily into her wet pussy.

"It's your cock, sir," she gasped, as the strap was pulled tight, bringing both cocks fully into her.

Jon held up a small silver pad lock, looped it through a ring in the front of the belt, and clicked it shut.

Gwen looked down to see the strap locked in place. Suddenly light headed, she released her dress and leaned forward to hold onto Jon. He held her close and stroked her back.

Slowly, Gwen regained her composure and a few moments later the limo pulled up in front of the Hilton. She looked out to see a steady stream of people going into the hotel Convention Center.

Jon pushed the door open and held his hand out for Gwendolyn to follow him out and join the others. It took a few minutes for the woman to get adjusted to the feel of the two phallus' locked inside her, but by the time they reached their seats she felt her stride was nearly normal.

Sitting next to Jon, Gwen was surprised when several people stopped by to say hello to him. She never knew what he did for a living, only that he was wealthy. Now she realized he was in the fashion business. Not only that but a few of his designs were to be featured in the show.

As the lights came down, Gwen's pulse went up. At first she thought she was imagining it, but now she was certain the dildos impaling her were vibrating! Slowly to be sure, but definitely vibrating. She glanced over at Jon, but he seemed to be concentrating on the first models as they emerged from the slit in the curtains.

The vibrations varied from soft to hard during the next half hour, keeping Gwen on the edge of orgasm more than once during that time. A flash of light from the side of the stage attracted her attention, and Gwen noticed Suki standing near the runway, snapping pictures as the models walked past her.

During an intermission, Gwen saw someone approach the photographer and then saw them both looking her way. Moments later they walked over to her and Jon.

Jon stood as they approached. "Stephanie! Good to see you," he said. "The show is awesome. You've done a great job."

"Thank you so much," the woman replied. "But we have somewhat of a problem."

"Oh?"

"One of her models has sprained her ankle. We were hoping your Concubine could take her place," Suki said.

"She's beautiful, but she's not a model," Jon said, the discussion going on as though Gwen was not even there.

"The model was to wear one of your designs, Jon, so she'll only have to stand at the end of the runway, near the curtains," Stephanie interjected, looking at her watch, and then back at Jon.

"Okay," he said as he moved out into the aisle and guided Gwen towards the show's producer. "You can use her."

"But...!" Gwen protested, feeling the vibrations inside her die down.

"Come," Jon commanded in the dominant voice that his Concubine could never refuse.

Jon and Concubine were led from the main showroom, though a set of double-doors and into the show's changing room behind the runway stage.

The spacious room was a beehive of activity as models, and their attendants, hurriedly worked amid countless racks of evening gowns and gorgeous dresses. On one wall of the room was a massive mirror, reflecting everything in its splendor, and making the room seem twice as large. There were racks of shoes, boots, and other footwear, and a multitude of other silks and neatly folded fabrics placed immaculately on shelves.

Stephanie took Gwen by the arm and directed her to a small area that was completely surrounded by clothing racks. All of the dresses were white, and looked like wedding dresses.

"Now, to get you the dressed," Stephanie said as she walked to one of the racks and removed a gown that could easily have been for the wedding of royalty. The top half of the dress resembled a cheongsam, with its high neck, short sleeves, and silken fabric. At the waist, the dress fanned freely out in a lush plume of silk.

"This is the gown the model was going to wear. Do you like it? It's one of Jon's designs."

A sparkle danced across Concubine's eyes and an ecstatic smile crept across her lips.

Jon took the dress from its hanger and held it up to Concubine's chest. "It's going to look fabulous on her."

Gwen held the dress to her form and turned towards the mirror. "It's absolutely gorgeous!" she exclaimed as she admired herself.

"I would say long gloves are in order," a woman who was attending the other models proposed. "And some nice high boots to match."

A woman with a clipboard and a wireless headset entered the changing area and whispered into Stephanie's ear. She looked up at Jon and said, "One of the gowns has been damaged, can you help us for a moment?"

Jon looked at Gwen, who was shaking her head, no. This had all happened so fast that there hadn't been time to remove the belts beneath his concubine's dress. The thought of her impending humiliation was so erotic it was making his cock hard.

Turning to Suki, he said, "She's in your care now, Suki." And to Gwendolyn he said, "Do as Miss Suki tells you to do."

Barely able to speak, Gwen managed to say, "Yes sir." And then she watched him walk away with Stephanie.

The attendant took the gown from Gwen and said, "Okay, off with that dress, honey."

Gwen's face blushed beet red, and she looked in desperation at Suki. "I...I can't!"

The attendant looked at her watch. "This is no time for modesty, honey, we're on in five minutes."

"You don't understand, Jon has to..."

"Remove the dress now, Concubine," Suki said with a stern voice. The other models slipping into their gowns turned their heads to see what was going on.

Do as Miss Suki tells you to do, her master's words rang in her head. She had to obey, but...if she took off the dress...how embarrassing!

As if in a dream, Concubine reached behind her and pulled the zipper down. Loosened now, she slipped the top of the dress off her shoulders and let it slide down her torso. Since Jon had said "no underwear," she took that to also mean no bra.

"Oh, now I see why you were hesitant," the attendant said. "That's fine, you would've had to take it off any way." She nodded towards the other models in their little section of the room. None were wearing bras, and none seemed embarrassed about being seen by the others.

Swallowing hard, Concubine looped her thumbs in the material gathered at her waist and pushed down. "That's not the problem," she said, her face turning even redder. "Get the dress ready!" she whispered to Suki, hoping her exposure would be as brief as possible.

Her efforts were in vain, though, as one of the models spotted the belt around her waist.

"Oh my god, is that a chastity belt?"

By this time the dress was around Concubine's ankles, leaving her standing in nothing but her high heels. She covered her crotch with one hand and her breasts with her other.

"Oh, honey, you've got to take that off," the attendant said, shaking a finger at Gwen.

"I can't! It's locked on!"

By now the other models were gathered around the embarrassed girl, but rather than trying to embarrass her further they were trying to calm her down.

"Let's get the dress on her," one said.

"No one will know she has it on," added another as she took the white gown from the attendant.

Three half-naked models held the gown over Concubine's head and pulled it down while she wiggled into it. She shivered as the cold silk slid down over her breasts and belly, and then moaned softly as she felt her nipples get turgid from the soft caress of the dress.

"Hurry! Hurry!" the attendant urged as she saw a group of dressed models heading towards the stage entrance.

"Why aren't these girls ready?!" Stephanie cried out as she and Jon entered the changing area.

"There were some...um, complications," the attendant said quickly, motioning for the models to get back to their preparations. "We'll be ready in time."

The woman picked up a pair of white, thigh-high, boots and knelt down in front of Concubine to help her step into them.

Jon circled his little submissive and then carefully pulled her strawberry blond hair to the side so he could fasten the two off-white clasps on the dress collar surrounding her neck.

His hands roamed lightly over Concubine's silk covered body and turned her so he could admire her image in the mirror. "What do you think, my little bridal Concubine?"

Concubine shivered as she felt her master's caresses though the dress and blushed as she looked in the mirror.

"I look like a princess who is about to go to her wedding." The embarrassment of her earlier ordeal was fading away as Jon's presence comforted her.

"You're a bridal princess who's about to go on stage," Stephanie interrupted. "Come with me so I can give you your assignment. Excuse me, Jon," she said as she took Concubine by the hand and led her towards the stage entrance. When they reached the other models they gathered around her, reassuring her that she would be okay.

Concubine looked back, but Jon had already left to take his seat. But she felt his presence as the two dildos strapped inside her vibrated to life!

Jon smiled. "I have a little gift for the bride to take as she goes on the runway."

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Jon reached his seat in the front row just as the auditorium lights dimmed, leaving the catwalk awash in light. The curtains parted slightly and the first model emerged through the opening, followed seconds later by another.

Jon knew that eight models would walk out onto the catwalk and stand in fixed positions along the stage. These models would all be wearing dresses that he had designed. His pulse raced in anticipation of seeing his concubine come through the opening.

Gwendolyn had never been so nervous, and so aroused, in her entire life. It had all happened so fast! Twenty minutes earlier she had been sitting next to her Master enjoying the show, and here she was all of a sudden - part of the show.

There had been some last minute shuffling of the models back stage, but the other girls seemed to take the changes in stride. They had all been so kind to her and had made her feel so confident.

Now, as she reached the curtain, her confidence was wavering. Just go to the yellow diamond on the stage and stand there, Stephanie had told her. Smile, and keep your hands at your sides.

It had sounded so easy a moment ago, but now...

"Go ahead, hun," the attendant whispered from behind her.

Gwen stepped through the slit in the curtain and heard the applause. She knew they weren't applauding her, but the dress that she wore - the dress that her Master had designed. It gave her a thrill to finally know something about her mystery Master.

As she came up to the yellow diamond on the catwalk she realized she would be standing directly in front of Jon. Now she knew why the model's positions had been changed at the last second! A flash of light below her made her look down to see Suki with her camera.

Now that the eight models wearing Jon's creations, were in their places, a steady stream of models glided down the center of the catwalk, displaying the featured wedding gowns created by the more famous designers. Suki continued snapping away, taking various strategic shots of each of the models as they reached the end of the catwalk.

Concubine was just beginning to get over her nervousness when she felt the vibrator in her pussy ramp up. SHIT!! She glanced down at her Master, but he was looking at the other end of the catwalk. Both hands were in his lap, though, and he was holding something. The remote!

Suddenly, the dildo stopped vibrating, but the shaft filling her anus sprung to life. Concubine nearly let out a Yipe! but managed to contain it at the last second.

As the minutes ticked by, her Master played with his remote, alternating vibrations and intensities. Concubine's sex was throbbing and she found herself biting her lip to try and control the overwhelming desire she felt to cum. She began to wonder if she could control herself for much longer! What if she ‘came' on stage, in front of everyone?

How would her Master feel about that? She felt that she knew. He enjoyed such games with her, keeping her excited in new and kinky ways, indulging in such fantasies of veiled exhibitionism.

Almost as if on cue, both vibrators pulsated together and she couldn't help but shudder. She momentarily lost control as her smile faded and her hands moved forward, but she quickly regained her composure as the vibrations waned.

Even without the titillating vibrations massaging the walls of her vagina and rattling her clit, Concubine was head-over-heels aroused! She was standing under a spotlight, in front of hundreds of people, in a gorgeous wedding dress and nothing on underneath!

That alone would've made the young exhibitionist horny, but add in the vibrators locked inside of her and the remote in her Master's hand...it was almost too much of a good thing! Make that, a great thing!

A gentle nudge on her shoulder startled her, and she turned to see one of her fellow models next to her. The wedding dress display was over, and the models were all walking back through the curtains.

Concubine turned and followed the others through the gap in the curtains.

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"That was such a marvelous show!" Jon gushed as he and Suki walked over to where Concubine was sitting.

"Thank you, Master," she returned. She was trying to sit but it was difficult, all things considered.

Suki snapped another picture. "You are amazingly photogenic," she complimented the young college student-turned runway model.

"Thank you, Miss Suki."

"Come with us," Jon said as he held out his hand to Concubine. "I have a real treat for you today."

The three of them made their way out of the staging area and down a hallway to one of the smaller side showrooms. Inside was a mock-up of a bridal suite with a massively lush bed, set up, no doubt, for photo shoots later. Concubine heard the distinctive click of the doors being locked behind her.

Jon picked up a duffel bag that Suki had stashed there for him and said, "You two get more acquainted while I get changed." He dug in his pocket and then handed Suki a key.

He was going to indulge in something of a fetish he had ever since he had secretly tried on one of his sister's one piece swimsuits.

"Well then," Suki said with a grin as she looked at Concubine. "Lay yourself down on the bed and open your legs for me."

Concubine hesitated for only a second, but then did as she was told. Even if she hadn't thought she was still under her Master's directive to obey Suki, she was still so horny that she would've obeyed anyone's command to lay on the bed!

Laying back, she slid her backside to the very edge of the bed and opening her legs, feeling the cool silk of the dress caress her firm buttocks.

"Mmmmm," Suki said as she stood in front of the slave-woman. "I could just eat you up."

She came down, almost crawling, over Concubine and ran a hand over the other woman's belly, hearing the tender purr of the fabric.

Suki stroked her hands over Concubine's breasts, feeling the smoothness of silk over the bosom of the other woman. She gave Concubine a gentle kiss, letting her sink into the feeling of another woman being so close.

Lifting Concubine's silken dress over her hips, she draped it over her belly, completely exposing the young blondes naked flesh.

Grinning lovingly, Suki took the key Jon had given her and used it to remove the lock from the front of the chastity belt.

"Would you like this removed, slave?"

Concubine's head was fuzzy with lust! "Yes, please, Miss Suki!" she whined, barely noting that she had been referred to as 'slave'.

The photographer unclipped the strap and then unbuckled the belt that went around Gwen's waist. Taking a hold of the dildo still buried in Gwen's pussy, she slowly moved it out and then back in, hearing a slurping sound as she did.

"Mmmmm, you're so wet, Concubine. I think you might enjoy being eaten up," Suki coyly said as she removed the dildos completely and moved back.

She knelt in front of her, now willing, victim and used two fingers to hold Concubine's soft fleshy lips open while she slowly began to lap at the exposed flesh.

Concubine groaned in pleasure as Suki's tongue probed deeper into her hot wet flesh.

"You're just about ready for him," Suki said as she planted little kisses on Concubine's shaven Venus mound. "Just one more little detail your Master requested."

Through half closed eyes, Concubine watched the photographer crawl over to her large camera bag and remove a string of bright pink beads.

"Do you know what I'm going to do with these?" She held the beads up by the large loop at one end.

Gwen shook her head, no, but her mind was telling her, yes. What else could they be for? Any other time she would have protested, but Suki had worked her up to such a state of arousal the words wouldn't come out.

Not waiting for Concubine to answer, Suki bent down and slowly pushed each of the dozen bright pink beads into Concubine's sphincter, hearing her moan with each bead pushed into her.

After what seemed like an eternity, Concubine didn't feel any more beads being forced into her backside, but her head was still swimming with the sensations of the insertion.

"Now let's try this again," Suki purred as she knelt back down and pressed her lips to the submissive's neither regions. Long, slow, kisses against Concubine's pink petals heightened her senses and teased at some of the darker feelings in her psyche. With each new kiss and probe of Suki's tongue, Concubine felt her heat rise and erotic sensations radiate from her crotch.

"What have I missed?" came Jon's voice with a mixture of perverse teasing and the desire for the gratification to come. He stood at the door, wearing the pink unitard he had come across a while back. Hot pink spandex covered his arms, torso, and crotch. The bulge between his legs left little to the imagination.

He'd had the unitard for years, and it's what triggered his original fondness for the tight fabric of spandex. Until now, he had only worn it in private, but because his concubine had shown an attraction to spandex, he decided to share his secret with her. He'd known Suki long enough to trust her with his secret.

Concubine's eyes widened in anticipation as she watched her Master walk towards her, obviously enjoying the sensations emanating from his hard-on underneath the tight pink unitard.

"P-please, Master Jon."

"Please what?" Jon asked, a dreamy glint in his eye and a near-affectionate streak in his voice as he slowly removed his member from the bulge of the material, his tip glistening with a drop of precum.

"Be gentle, Master," Concubine answered, still pensive as to what he intended to do.

"Ooohhhh," Jon's bold teasing seemed to be piqued with surprise. "My bridal Concubine wishes gentleness. Don't fret my dear pet, this won't hurt."

As Jon came down over his lover, he ran his hands over her body, feeling the heat pulsate from the supple dress of his prey, and her tense muscles underneath. As he stood closer, several rubs of his heated member against her exposed clit seemed to create a mix of apprehension, wanting, fear, and need for release in her.

Bringing his hands down over her hips, Jon forced his member into Concubine's exposed slit. She muffled a moan between clinched teeth as she felt her muscles stretch at the force of the penetration. Almost instantly, the pain was replaced with the pleasing throb of her Master's movements through her.

With each new thrust Jon felt a rush of pleasure heightened by the fact that he was sharing his lover with someone new.

As each new thrust entered her, Concubine's moans slowly escalated as she felt an increased throb within her loins. And as her pleasured moaning continued, so did Jon's pleasure.

He knew it would be only a matter of thrusts before she would release and Concubine's surrender to the throes of passion would come. With one last hard force, Jon felt the pent up energy and excitement explode from him, downward, outward, seeming to almost force his member out of her as the eruption went into her body as he clung tightly to Concubine.

Feeling Jon's release inside of her, Concubine felt her own release and the incredible pleasure of the orgasm, given to her by, and shared with, her lover, her Master. Waves of numbing pleasure flooded her body from her toes to the tips of her fingers as all the muscles in her body stretched in fulfillment.

At that exact moment Suki reached down and grabbed the ring that hung from Concubine's backside, slowly pulling out the string of beads placed in her sphincter. This sent another wave pleasure crashing through Concubine's body; this one mixed with a little pain.

Several long minutes passed before Concubine's heaving breaths faded enough to realize Jon was lying next to her, holding her tightly.