“God, please Ian! Take my virginity!” I was still begging him sometime later. I tried to move around so I could see him but he pushed me back and the ropes didn’t have enough give anyway.

His teeth left a mark on my shoulder then. I saw it and I loved it. I wanted him to take more from me just like that that mark. I wanted his teeth all over me. I wanted his marks everywhere.

“Is that what you really want Francesca?” He sort of growled into my ear.

“Yes, please! I’ve always wanted you to take my virginity.” I said. At that moment I felt it was completely true.

“As you wish.” He said almost sounding causal about it now. His fingers left my ass. I was a little disappointed because they had felt so good but relived too. Finally he would turn me over and take me, I thought.

I felt it then, his cock at my tiny hole. I tried to move away. More oil was drizzled cold and wet into my hole. His hand pulled my cheeks open again, and then he pushed in. I thought it was going to break me but the pressure eased almost as quickly as it had started.

“That’s not what I meant!” I said grunting a little, and perhaps, sounding a little panicked.

“I know.” He chuckled. “I know what you meant but as I said your husband is a deviant. To have and to hold in good times and in bad . . .” He bit my back hard. His hand pinched my clit and squeezed it hard.

“Which is this? A good time or a bad one, Francesca, you can’t tell me it’s all bad now can you? He purred moving his hand lower to where I was flowing. I was so very wet, so undeniably aroused.

“No.” I whispered nearly plunging over the carnal cliff right then.

“No, you like this don’t you? You’re more excited now than you’ve ever been in your life, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” I hissed. I was so angry. I was so far gone; I would have let him do anything at that moment. I moved my ass back a little. I didn’t even think about it, but it was all he needed as a sign.

He began to move his cock deeper inside my ass. My mind exploded with pleasure from each tiny movement he made. I was gasping like a fish left out of water. His cock was the instrument of such sensation my mind couldn’t deal with it all. I was mewling like a kitten that needed something to suck on or it would starve.

It had never occurred to me that he would do this. I didn’t expect to be tied up on my wedding night. I didn’t expect to be told to beg for my own despoilment. Most of all I didn’t think he would actually put his cock in that tiny hole of mine.

It didn’t matter anymore, none of it. All that mattered now was the incredible mindless rapture he was giving me. I would have never expected such a thing could feel so good.

I don’t know how long it went on. I sort of went to a lovely place in my head in which time didn’t exist. I do know this; I never wanted it to end. At least three times, maybe more Ian bit that special place and said those special words making me come for him.

The last time was right as he was squirting his stuff into my ass. That last time I seemed to just be able to keep coming. Anytime he moved the slightest bit, pinched me or bit me I was set off again or maybe it simply continued, I’m not sure. He owned my pleasure. It belonged to him, not me or anyone else and I love that.

Maybe I didn’t get my virginity taken the way I thought I would but it was the most incredible thing I’d ever felt. He had now made two fantasies of mine come true. I never thought that would happen. Ian had taken them even further than I had and he had surprised me in the most incredible ways. The things he did, he called them my fantasies, but what he added, the way he planned them, made them more than I had ever dreamed.