Shayla Rules Shiny in Every Way

The High Chancellor of the United Council of the Realms was extraordinarily beautiful, brilliant, and as her family history defined, she really did have a long, elegant, regal name. While descended from a royal family with a noble lineage, her ascent to High Chancellor was not by heritage but rather through sheer force of will, power and intelligence. Tall at not quite 6 feet, her face was a study in classical beauty and proportion, her eyes a stark emerald green. But physically, her most well noted and remarkable feature was her lustrous, thick wavy shoulder-length auburn hair that had such body and softness that it quite literally shined. So while she did have a noble name of great elegance, nonetheless that remarkable hair is why, people think anyway, the one person in all the realms called her, simply...

"Shiny!" Shayla squealed happily when she saw The High Chancellor in the castle corridor outside the throne room. Shayla unceremoniously grabbed her around the waist and kissed her very deeply, with a vast amount of tongue. Shiny responded in kind, ignoring the occasional gawk or sideways glance from the various highborns, aristocrats and bureaucrats who were passing them by in the hallway. Shayla was an unconventionally beautiful Elf, average height for her race which made her about 5 inches shorter than Shiny. Her hair was cut into a kind of page-boy look, with bangs and sandy brown-blonde hair that was a little up off her shoulders. Her face was round with a cute little button of a nose in the middle and an almost always a mischievous smile below it.

"Look what I had made for you, Shiny!" Shayla exclaimed conspiratorially, pulling her off into a little alcove, and turning her back to the corridor to shield them both from view. She withdrew something from under her tunic.

Shiny smiled warmly and examined what Shayla offered her. It was a wooden dildo about 1 1/2 inches thick and 6 1/2 inches long with a slightly more bulbous round head about 1 3/4ths inches thick. Its base had several holes for straps.

"It's for your butt," Shayla said brightly, only slightly cautious to keep her voice down. "You know, bigger and thicker than the one I've been using on you. To bugger you with."

Shiny laughed. "I guessed that. It's very ... sweet. Thanks, I guess."

Shayla pouted. "What, you don't like it? It cost a bunch to have it all whittled and polished like that. And you know, it's bigger and thicker. For your butt."

Smiling, Shiny glanced around, and when the hall was empty, she took the dildo and sucked the head into her mouth a little, then took it out and kissed Shayla. "I like it because you like it. If you want it bigger and thicker, then make it bigger and thicker."

Clapping her hands together in delight, Shayla said, "Yay! Does that mean I can start the carpenter on making the next size up?"

Turning the dildo over in her hand and looking at it, she nodded and smiled at Shayla again. "I love you. You can make it as big and as thick as you want."

"Nahhhhh," Shayla said, "you don't mean that. Really. If I eventually made it as big and as thick as I wanted, it'd be like..." and she made a giant "O" with both of her hands. Then she stretched her hands out in front of her about as wide apart as her shoulders.

Shiny just kept smiling.

Shayla then looked right and left at her hands, her brow furrowed, then she stretched them out a little wider apart, still staring back and forth at each. As if precisely measuring something. She kept moving them apart until they were each several inches wider apart than her shoulders. Then she smiled, and nodded. "Horse cock sized," she said simply, smiling happily.

Shrugging, Shiny said, "If that's what you want, then that's what I want. I mean, if you think it will ever fit."

Shayla squealed with delight and jumped into Shiny's arms, locking her legs around Shiny's waist and giving her a deep soul-tongue kiss. Shiny chuckled at the sight of the shocked passerby. When Shayla pulled her face away, she said, "Oh, it'll fit. Buttholes are very stretchy. Plus, butts go up forever. Not like your pussy. Butts can take anything, no matter how long they are. See? I have the best girlfriend in the entire world. You'll let me do anything with you, won't you?"

Shiny nodded. "Anything you want, whenever you want."

"Then marry me," Shayla said matter-of-factly. "You said anything. That's what I want. For a start. The other nasty, dirty stuff I want, we'll do that too. But for now, marry me."

Eyes tearing up, Shiny nodded. "I would love to marry you, Shayla."

Hopping off her, Shayla said, "Good. That's settled then. I'll be the wife of the king of the world or whatever you are. That means I'll be a queen. Sortof. Or whatever."

"Not exactly king or queen," Shiny said, "I'm just the High Chancellor. It's not a royal position."

Shayla nodded eagerly, "Yeah, whatever. You know I don't like royals anyway. But you are a royal by birth, you know it and I know it, but you're ok. Because you love me. Because you're eventually going to let me bugger your ass with a horse-cock sized dildo."

"If I'd known that's all it would take, I would have had the carpenter make me one for you in the first place."

She squealed again with delight, kissed Shiny again, said, "That's not as fun. I like to design them myself. Plus, you are so silly; you can't take a horse-sized dick right away. You've got to go up in steps until you can take it all. Don't worry, you'll get there. Trust me."

Shiny said, "I do trust you. Whatever you want is what I want."

Giggling, Shayla exclaimed, "I know! Isn't that the greatest?"

* * *

Shiny (the High Chancellor) was married to Shayla just two days later in what was a bizarre cross between a Sacred High Ceremony and the Most Common Ceremony of all time. At Shayla's insistence, while they both wore High Sacred Gowns for the Ceremony itself, right afterward, right on the isle, they took them off and had them carted away. Beneath the High Gowns they wore basic leather and fabric greaves and tunics. The left half of the Great Cathedral hall, the Royals, remained silent, some even turning away. The right half, the Commoner half who were invited by Shayla (and forced to be accepted to the gathering by Shiny's decree) cheered.

The Wedding Ball was more of a blend of the two worlds. There were Sacred High Dances interspersed with Common Dances. The Common crowd was raucous and unruly and hilarious. The High Crowd showed some initial disdain, but after enough alcohol, eventually, the two groups blended into a truly spectacular party. The High Crowd had been given permission by the highest authority in the land to act like they were 'just anyone', and they took advantage. They all could, would and did later claim any of their "uncouth" actions were simply in accordance with the decree of the High Chancellor, who had specified that all actions at the Ball we're to not be 'in accordance with any diplomatic or aristocratic protocols'. And they were right.

The Holy Wedding was universally regarded as the best wedding anyone, Royal or Commoner, had ever attended. Actually, it was regarded as The Best Party Ever.

In their wedding chamber, Shayla brought out the new dildo again. "Remember this," she asked mischievously, parading it in front of Shiny in a kind of sexy dance.

"Oh, I do," Shiny said. "I expect to know it more intimately very shortly."

Shayla pounced on her, covering her with kisses. She pulled back. Her face became very serious for a moment. "You know that I really love you, right? Like ... I've never loved anyone in my life like I love you. I never even thought I could. I didn't just want to marry you because you'll let me fuck you with a horse-dick sized dildo. And worse things than that. I married you because I love you more than I fucking love life. And I love fucking life a lot."

Shiny laughed, kissed her back, and replied, "That is the best vow you could have ever said. You should have said that on the altar."

Bursting out laughing, Shayla laughed until she cried and her stomach hurt. "I love that!" she shouted. "I should have!! I would have loved to see the faces on your crowd if I said that!! I love it!" Then her face got serious again, and she kissed Shiny deeply. She pulled back and said simply, "I love you."

And she proved it that night, as she did every day. Shayla made love to Shiny in every form, licking her, tasting her, sucking every part of her. Shiny returned every lick and suck. Shayla started in on Shiny's mouth of course, with a long session of deep tongue kissing. Then she slowly drifted down, kissing and biting Shiny's neck, licking the hollow of her throat. Down still more, until she circled her gentle angel-kisses around her breasts, kissing each one in turn. She pulled her head up to look down, first into Shiny's incredible emerald green eyes, now so soft they were like green pools, then down onto her breasts.

"You have truly perfect tits," Shayla breathed. "Truly perfect. Not too big, not too small. But mostly, the world's most perfect nipples." Aureole the size of the kingdom's High Coin, about 1 inch wide, colored a much darker tan in contrast to the light tan of her skin. And nipples that protruded hungrily, just asking to be sucked. And Shayla obliged. She feasted gently but slowly on one, then on the other. Then she was a little more ravenous on each. Then she swallowed them hungrily herself, nipping gently at them, biting slightly. Shiny moaned and arched her back hard.

Shayla kept moving downward, kissing all around Shiny's tummy, then licking her navel thoroughly. Still moving down, she passed through the very short, soft, V-shaped tightly trimmed auburn girl-fur that was Shiny's 'pussy mane', inhaling the scent and sighing from the heaven-ness of it. She only gently kissed all around the perfect, small-lipped pussy, and then kept going down, kissing Shiny's thighs gently on first one inner thigh, then the other. Again Shiny moaned and arched her back, urging her pussy forward toward Shayla's mouth. But Shayla had more to explore.

Her mouth kept going, down her legs, tongue-stroking along her calves, until she got to her ankles, where she gently kissed, licked and nibbled all around. Shiny was going crazy with this, moaning loudly, sometimes even making a kind of yelping sound. Then Shayla's tongue went flat, and she just glided it down, over the heel, and all along the instep of Shiny's left foot. Shiny shuddered, her foot almost pulling away as she gasped. Then Shayla's mouth found Shiny's perfect little toes, and one by one, she sucked them into her mouth, giving each one head as if they were little clits. And to Shiny, they seemed to be, because she was in a kind of controlled thrashing, enough to keep her foot in Shayla's mouth, but otherwise, a tight-ball of lust and ecstasy barely contained.

"Your feet smell amazing," Shayla breathed, her own pussy sopping wet from heat and hunger, "they smell like you so much. If I could fit your whole fucking foot into my mouth, I would."

And, to her credit, she tried. She first got two toes in, then three, then four, and finally all five, her mouth splayed wide, shoving as much of Shiny's foot in as she could while running her tongue in circles of eight around all of them ... up between the big and next toe, then down the next, up the next, down, up, then repeating backwards, her tongue threading between Shiny's toes like a snake on a quest. She switched feet, moving to Shiny's right foot, using one hand to hold the foot to her mouth while she used her other hand to massage Shiny's pussy. She sucked and slid her tongue all over, but her hand didn't go straight for Shiny's clit. She used broad strokes, and multiple finger inserts, and she kept sucking the toes until Shiny came like she was a firework that had been stored too long. Shiny erupted, bucking crazily all over the bed, shouting, bouncing her head into the wall, her hips juddering and her legs closing like vise clamps while they shook and shuddered. Shayla let the perfect, soft toes out of her mouth, let her fingers pull away from Shiny's pussy. And she waited until her perfect girl was settled down, still in a high state of sex, but down from her peak.

Then she slowly re-kissed the trail up her legs to her pussy. "I am, I think, literally in heaven," Shayla said. And she started in on Shiny's pussy. Circling at first, cat-like licks, kisses. Suckling a single sliver of her sweet tiny lips in. Kissing more. Then bolder. Tongue penetrating Shiny's vagina, Shiny moaning like crazy. Sucking the lips more, more boldly. Then finally settling on Shiny's clit. Shayla sucked it like it was her soul, which, by her own definition, it essentially was. Softly at first, then more, then she added just a single finger to Shiny's pussy, and she kept at her clit. Then she added a second finger into her pussy, then lastly, her pinkie finger into Shiny's ass.

Shiny came like a volcano, erupting again, thrashing, screaming, holding Shayla's head hard to her pussy while she came and came. And when it was done, when she was spent, she pushed Shayla's head away while she gasped and shuddered and her breath rattled. Shayla waited, patiently, staring up from in between Shiny's legs. She just waited. Until the breathing returned to normal, all the shuddering stopped. And Shiny was quiet again. Peaceful. Shayla smiled. She liked Shiny at peace. But she liked her more when she was made ... crazy. Like Shayla was.

Shayla started to move toward the table at the side of the bed, but Shiny suddenly became animated. She grabbed Shayla around the waist and flipped her over on her back.

"Uh uh," Shiny said. "This is a two-way street, and I want my turn."

"Ohhhhh," Shayla said, clapping. "Please, go ahead, take a turn!"

And Shiny did. She said, "I think I'll go from the bottom up."

"Ohhhhh!" Shayla exclaimed, and then asked, "Literally?"

Shiny smiled. "Not the way you're thinking. Actual literally."

Shimmying down the bed, Shiny brought Shayla's feet, both of them, up to her lips. She stared at them at first, smiling. "My feet my smell good, but yours are the most adorable beautiful feet in the world. You have perfect toes, sweet, in a perfect arc." And with that, Shiny first kissed each of her 10 toes, then, without further ceremony, she leaned Shayla's right pinkie toe into her left cheek, then pulled, widening her mouth, and she got her mouth wide enough to slide the big toe into her right cheek, then she pulled a little on the heel until all 5 toes and a little more into her mouth, stuffing it.

Shayla was just staring at this display, and she uttered, "Oh...my...god."

Shiny started sucking Shayla's foot, running her tongue between the toes, over them, under them, along the pad. She kept sucking and tonguing for about 5 minutes, then switched to the other foot, repeating the process of fully stuffing her mouth with as much of Shayla's left foot as she could manage She sucked the whole of her 5 toes and more like it was a giant cock, moving her head up and down on it. She tongued it, sucked it, like it was water and she was in the desert. Shayla was squealing with delight the whole time, writhing, fingering her pussy. She had two orgasms while Shiny mouth-banged her feet.

There was no way Shiny was finished. She let slip the various toes from her mouth, Shayla's feet sopping wet with saliva, and Shiny let her tongue ride up first the left leg all the way to within an inch of Shayla's crotch, then the right leg. She kissed Shayla's pussy gently, and then went passed it, up her belly, to settle hungrily on Shayla's small, tight pink nipples. Mewling like a cat, Shayla rocked side to side while Shiny sucked and bit and nibbled at her nipples, her hands massaging them both while her mouth worked alternatively at one, then another. She kept this up for a long time, maybe twenty minutes. Shayla kept rocking side to side and mewling.

Finally, Shiny kissed her way down Shayla's belly, until was face to pussy. "No art more beautiful than the God's art," she whispered ... and then she sank her face beneath that perfect art, and kissed Shayla's anus. Then she licked it. Then she gently stuck her tongue inside, until gently stopped being gently, until Shiny was aggressively tongue-fucking Shayla's ass, Shayla shouting and yelping, Shiny just going and going and going. In and out, swirling around, pressing as deep as possible, swirling more. "I love it," Shiny said, so urgent, "I love the way your asshole tastes. I could fucking eat your asshole every day for the rest of my life."

Shayla screamed with delight, bucked her butt against Shiny's face repeatedly, getting as much of Shiny's tongue in her ass as she could. Shiny responded in kind, her goal being to explore Shayla's asshole in every way. The two of them bucked and flexed and bounced, the whole time Shiny with her tongue up inside Shayla's asshole.

They quieted down from the ass-eating, and then Shiny said, "I love your ass. But I love your pussy more than anything else in the universe." And Shiny then dived into the thing that she loved more than anything, licking, sucking almost trying to absorb Shayla's pussy. She shoved her tongue into Shayla's vagina, tongue fucked it forever, then sucked the labia, then fed on Shayla's clit like it was her lifeline. She sucked it, tongued it, swirled it. Shayla's clit was, for Shiny, basically life. And she ate it that way. Shayla came once, then twice, then, after twenty more minutes, a third time. She bucked and spasmed, and came until she grabbed Shiny's hair and pulled her up for a kiss that was beyond ultimate. Their mouths met, their tongues blended, and their was nothing other than a simple, single union of the two of them for the next twenty minutes as their tongues worked in each others mouths.

"I love you," Shayla said at last.

"I love you," Shiny responded.

With a sly look, Shayla sneaked out from underneath Shiny and she crawled over to the side of the bed and pulled the new dildo and harness out of the drawer. She flipped Shiny over onto her back. With Shiny lying on her back, Shayla strapped the device to her hips and locking the strap between her legs and up to the rear.

"Time for us to use your new toy," she cooed.

"Yay," Shiny replied with feigned enthusiasm.

"Ohh, tch, tch," Shayla said, "a bit of sarcasm, yes? Come on, you'll love it, you know it!"

Shiny laughed, "I know, I know I will. It's just that it will take me a little getting used to it. It's just a little new for me. Before you did me with that first, smaller one, I'd never had that done to me before."

"Mmmm hmmm," Shayla nodded knowingly, "and remember, this is just the start. I'm going to introduce you to a lot of things you've never done before. You're in for that aren't you?"

This time Shiny nodded with genuine enthusiasm. "Completely. I love your imagination and I can't wait to see the crazy stuff you want us to do. I really, really do."

Shayla nodded with equal enthusiasm, "Yes, yes, yes! We're gonna start right now too. Assume the position!"

"What position is that, exactly?"

"Ah ha! Good question. When I want you to show me how much you want it, I'm gonna tell you to 'Present'. That means turn around, knees spread, ass up in the air, and face down, arms out to your sides or above your head. By showing me your asshole like that, you are telling me it's mine to fuck."

"Uhh, ok," Shiny said. "Do I do it now?"

Shayla nodded and said, "Present!"

Shiny rolled over, left her head down at the top of the bed and shimmied her knees up under her so that her ass was up in the air facing Shayla.

"Now, I want you to actually beg for it," Shayla said. "Tell me what you want."

Shiny's head turned sideways, she said plainly, "Please fuck my ass."

Shayla said, "Mistress. Say, 'Please fuck my ass, Mistress'. And some enthusiasm please."

"Oh," Shiny said. "Some Master and Slave play! That's fun. I like it!"

Shayla said, "Yes, yes. Now say it!"

Shiny said, "Please fuck my ass, Mistress," Shiny said with some real enthusiasm.

Shayla squealed. "Oh my god, my clitty just buzzed like a beehive when you said that. I totally want you to be my sexy slave girl. You want that don't you, little slave girl?"

Shiny nodded, said, "Yes, Mistress. I want to be your little slave girl."

Clapping happily, Shayla said, "Good good good! Ok, now first, from now on when I'm buggering you seriously like this, we gotta shut off your pussy so you can focus just on your ass. To do that, we use these," she said, leaning over again and pulling a small sack out of the table drawer. She produced a handful of very sturdy, wide clothespins which she put near Shiny's face. "Ta da!"

Shiny looked at the thick clothespins, then furrowed her brows and looked over at the bedside table. "What else do you have in that drawer?"

Giggling, Shayla said, "Oh, in time you'll find out. It's a magic drawer. It's got everything you'll ever need in it. Now though, for these," she shook the clothespins in front of Shiny's face, "they are industrial clothespin clamps, from the castle's military laundry. See? They're stronger, wider and with a tighter springy-thing than normal clothespins. These go on your pussy, see. That way, it'll hurt your pussy, make it throb and so the pleasure you get in your ass will be the thing you focus on, to take your mind off your pussy. It works. It's really fun!"

Shiny swallowed hard, and then smiled. "If you say so."

"I do, I do," Shayla nodded, pulling back. "Here we go!" She pulled Shiny's little pussy lips out, and set the first clamp on, clamping the lips together at the base farthest from her clit.

"Uhhmm...ouch," Shiny said, squirming a little.

"You'll get used to it," Shayla said matter-of-factly. She kept putting the clamps on until Shiny's whole pussy was sealed up by the clamps. She finished it off with a clamp on the skin over her clitoral hood. "Ta da! Again! See!"

"Uhhhmmm...ouch," was all Shiny said.

"Yep, I agree," Shayla said, nodding vigorously. "It's working already!"

Then she started with fingers into Shiny's ass. Just one, then two then three then four. Until Shiny was ready. Shayla lubed the dildo up with thick oil and then she pushed it slowly in, then out, then in, then out, into Shiny's perfect little asshole.

Shiny moaned, almost growled, and said huskily, "Yes, Mistress. Yes."

Once she got her dildo all the way in, then Shayla started seriously fucking that perfect little ass, hands on Shiny's hips, thrusting into her butt furiously while Shiny howled and bucked back against her.

While pounding Shiny's ass, Shayla said seriously, "See, what's great about a dildo, instead of a real cock, is my dildo never gets limp. A real cock goes limp after it cums. My dildo stays hard, so I can fuck you for as long as I want. Isn't that great?"

"Uhhhhmmmmmhhhhhhh," was Shiny's response as the dildo continued to slide rapidly in and out of her asshole relentlessly. For over twenty minutes.

At about ten minutes, Shiny had her first orgasm. This excited Shayla so much, she sped up rather than slowed down, shouting, "Shiny came anally! Shiny came anally!"

After just a little more than 10 additional minutes of the pounding, Shiny came again, screaming like a banshee. This was followed by more even louder shouting, "Shiny came anally! Twice! Shiny came anally! Twice!"

After the second orgasm, when Shiny started slipping down to her stomach, exhausted, laying flat on the bed, Shayla followed her, stopping her thrusts, until she was just settled quietly on top of Shiny's back, dildo still buried all the way inside her. Shayla was kissing her ears and neck, whispering, "I love my Shiny. I love my Shiny," over and over again. She wormed her hand down between Shiny's legs, and keeping the dildo in, she slowly pulled each clamp gently off Shiny's pussy, Shiny making an "ooomph" sound with each one removed. After about 10 minutes, she slid the dildo out, unstrapped it. She inspected it, nodded, and then licked it thoroughly. "Tastes like fucking heaven," she said. She brought it over to Shiny's lips. "Taste it. Tastes like fucking heaven." Shiny opened her mouth, and Shayla slipped it into her mouth for her to suck on, then pulled it out and said, "Lick it clean. It's fucking heaven, baby." Shiny dutifully licked up and down every square inch of the dildo, Shayla guiding the length and width of it all around her mouth, letting her tongue and lips and mouth scour it, the taste of Shiny's ass filling her mouth and throat.

"Whass it taste like, baby?" Shayla asked.

"Like fucking heaven," Shiny sighed, eyes closed, exhausted, satisfied, spent.

* * *

The next day started out normal, they dressed, ate, and went about the day's business. While Shiny attended to her High Chancellor duties, Shayla went out on her own special business. When Shiny was done toward the end of the day, she got a message that said, "I'm waiting for you at home, Shiny. Come as soon as you are ready."

When she got home, Shayla caught Shiny at the door and placed a blindfold on her. She led Shiny by the hand into the suite's private dining room.

She said into Shiny's ear, "I've done some remodeling. I hope you like it! After all, we always eat in the kitchen, so we never use this room anyway."

Shayla took the blindfold off.

Shiny gasped.

There was no dining table anymore, or anything resembling one. The windows were covered over with thick red drapes. In the center of the room, there were fur-padded ankle shackles bolted to pins in the floor, there was a lever system hooked to the ceiling beams, and there were double-padded wrist shackles hanging from the rope tied to the pulley system. On the north side of that was a carpenter's sawhorse, padded heavily in the center and widened with a plank, with padded shackles on the base of all four legs. On the south side was a padded bench like a leaned-back angled chair, but with leggings and stirrups pointing up from the base. On the west side, there was a big, wide velvet covered ottoman, great thick leather straps anchored around the center. On the east side a long, spare day-bed with padded shackles tied on all four corners. Along the walls were pegs that held a wide variety of whips, paddles and canes. There was an armoire in one corner, open, its drawers wide. They held velvet linings with all kinds of accoutrements made of steel and leather and wood.

"This is now the Bonus Room!" Shayla exclaimed.

"Holy shite," Shiny said, staring at it all.

"The door locks," Shayla said, nodding her head toward it. "I improved the lock about 1000 percent. It can't be picked. Only you and I will have the key. Safe enough for you, Shiny?"

Shiny kept gaping around the room. She nodded. Then she asked, "You did this all in a day?"

Shayla kissed Shiny on the lips. And stared into her eyes. "Actually, I've been planning this since I met you. I started all the real work on it almost a month before I asked you to marry me. I had everything already made by then. I just had all the installation done today. None of the workmen will talk. They're all outsiders. They're all my Guild buddies."

Shiny was still just staring in amazement, but she said, shaking her head, "Whatever. I'm glad you made it that secret, but I don't care. You're my wife. If anyone finds out, I don't care. It's none of their fucking business what we do in our sex life."

Clutching her in a bear hug, Shayla deep tongue-kissed Shiny for 15 straight minutes, Shiny's pussy growing wetter and wetter all the time. When Shayla pulled back, she said, "Every word out of your mouth is why I married you. I did all that covert shit to protect you from being embarrassed about me. And yet you couldn't give a shite what anyone thinks about me or what we do!"

"If I may say so," Shiny said, staring back into her eyes, "it's because I fucking love you."

"Yep," Shayla said, filling Shiny's mouth with her tongue again.

When they finished their soul-kiss, Shiny said, "Well ... I mean ... fuck. I'm going to be ... I mean, I don't even know what I'm going to be. I'm sure you know what all of this stuff is for?"

Shayla nodded eagerly, "Yes, yes! You will too, soon. We won't use it all right away, that'd be crazy. We'll just use as much as we can as soon as we can ... and keep using more and more and more!"

Shiny was still staring into her eyes. "I told you before. Whatever you want, whenever you want it. I'm yours. The thing is ... this is the best present you could ever give me. You did all of this ... for me. You dreamed up every weird and crazy thing that you could possibly do to me, and you did it for me. This whole fucking room, this is a dream you dreamed just for me. About me. For me. I ... can't even tell you how much I love you for that, because any and everything you do to me in here ... it's all a fucking love poem of your own to me. And I am utterly blessed to receive it."

Shayla's head bounced up and down again eagerly, and she said, "I know, I know, I know! You get it, you get it! It's all for you! I have the best Shiny in the whole universe! I have the best ... fucking ... wife ... ever."

Shiny replied, "No. I have the best ...you. I have the best you ever."

"Yeah, you do," Shayla said. She said it flippantly at first, then once again looked deep into Shiny's eyes and was serious. "Yes, you really do," Shayla said, and she kissed Shiny as deeply as her tongue and her soul could.

"We're going to start now," Shayla whispered. "With that whole fucking love poem to you. It's going to be hard. You see this room and you see the poem. But when you live it, it will be really, really hard."

"Yes," Shiny whispered back, smiling deeply. "If it wasn't hard, it wouldn't be your poem."

"Uh huh, uh huh," Shayla replied with her vigorous nod. She grabbed Shiny by the hand and led her over to the ottoman. First she stripped Shiny naked, having her lie stomach-down on it, putting her legs and arms through the straps, so she was basically doggy-style, but supported by the cushion of the ottoman. Shayla tightened the straps so Shiny couldn't move.

"Okay, okay, so what I really, really want to see on you is a bit of color," Shayla said.

"A bit of color?" Shiny asked.

"Mmmm hmmm. Color. Rosy red from paddles or spanking, and especially some nice red zebra stripes from canes or whips."

Shiny laughed. "Well, with all of this equipment, I certainly expected some of that."

"Yeah, yeah, but what you don't understand," Shayla went on, "is that it doesn't just turn me on to do those things to you. It turns me on 10 times more to see the COLOR on your skin. To see that rosy red or the stripes. It's the perfect gift that keeps on giving, and even get's better after. Might make me cum just to just fucking look at you."

"Whoa," Shiny said, "again, if I'd known that from the beginning I would have gotten whipped earlier. By all means, give me some color!"

"Two things," Shayla said. "I told you this would be hard, and I mean, you know, this is the hard part about it. Getting color hurts. Like, sometimes, a whole lot. So, again, so, you know, I want to be sure..."

"I want it Mistress," Shiny said. "I want it. Color me."

Shayla made a strange sound, almost like a cough, but mixed with a moan. "I think I just came a little." She giggled. "Okay, second thing. Uhhm, mostly, when people do this kind of crazy stuff that hurts, there's a word or something you can do to make me stop if I'm going too far. So, we can do that, but then I can't use this ball gag..." she said, indicating it in her hand.

"It's ok," Shiny said. "I trust you."

"Yeah, yeah, but, I can get really crazy," Shayla said. "But I can, I can, I can tell. You can show me if I do too much. I guess, shake your whole head back and forth, like, you know, saying 'no'."

Shiny nodded. "I can make myself clear if I need to. But I don't think I'll need to. I have a high tolerance for pain. And I have an even higher trust in you."

"But you'll, you know, be maybe really, really colored. And like, it'll still hurt after it's done. It will, you know, linger."

Shiny laughed. "See. It's the gift that keeps on giving."

Shayla made that strange noise again. Then gasped, "Another little cum. I fucking love you!"

"Right back at you," Shiny said, settling into the cushion for what she knew would be a long night.

And the long night started.

Shayla, now all business, tied the stiffened deerskin ball-gag into her mouth, holes drilled through it so Shiny could breathe easily. Shayla went to her wall of implements, and chose a wide paddle with holes drilled in it.

"First, the rosy cheeks," Shayla said. And she spanked Shiny hard with it on her exposed bottom, a medium-hard spank.

Shiny flinched, made a muffled shout into the gag.

"Sound is appreciated," Shayla said. "Don't hold back. Don't exaggerate either. I hate that. But don't think I'll be impressed if you just stoically take everything. That's bullshit. We're not about bullshit. When it fucking hurts, say it."

"And so," Shayla continued, "you didn't say much on that one. And your bottom isn't colored much other than a tiny little pink." Her voice got hoarse with sexuality, deep, throaty, then she said, "I want real color, baby. Get ready. It's coming now."

Shayla slammed the paddle hard into Shiny's ass and Shiny screamed fully into her ball-gag. Shiny did not move her head, she just moaned and moaned after that, but her head didn't move, her mouth restrained by the ball-gag.

Standing back, Shayla waited. And the Color started to show. At first, it was a paddle-shaped mark, just light, and then it deepened, and then deepened more, until it was bright red with little purple marks speckled through the red.

Shayla waited, as the color deepened, then, she started crying. It was just the tiniest of tears at first, but then she really started crying. Shayla cried.

Shiny heard, but couldn't do anything. She was bound and gagged.

Still crying, Shayla said, "I'm looking at your butt right now. It's crazy. You would ... I fucking love you. And I am now going to color you bad. I am going to color you so bad. I am going to color you so fucking bad."

And she did. Shayla slapped Shiny's ass hard with the paddle, but then she went to the cat-o-9-tails. And she swatted the 9-tails all over Shiny's butt, thighs and back. And lots of color surfaced. Stripes across her back, her butt and her thighs. And Shiny's response to all of that were groans, shouts and grunts into her ball gag.

Shayla didn't stop, she hit Shiny harder and harder, until Shiny's voice wasn't just "oomph" it was a scream. Then Shayla hit her more like that, and Shiny screamed into her ball-gag more. But Shiny didn't ever shake her head. Shiny shouted, her eyes watered, but she didn't shake her head back and forth.

"I'm coloring you bad, baby," Shayla said, and she whipped the cat-o-9-tails hard against Shiny's back. Shiny shouted again, but never moved her head side to side.

"Fucking Shiny," Shayla said, and she went to the wall, and took up a cane. "Fucking Shiny," she said again.

Then she started hitting Shiny's butt and thighs with the cane. Strapping it across them. And red welts came right up, and Shiny yelled each time into her ball-gag. But Shiny's head never moved.

So Shayla canvassed Shiny's back, butt and thighs with the cane. Whacking it harder and harder. It was striking color everywhere it went, raising up big red welts. And Shiny was yelling with each hit through her ball gag. And the more it went on, the more Shiny started collapsing, her shouts descending into uncontrollable sobs. And then Shiny had an orgasm. Rapture amongst her tears. She convulsed and spasmed and let out huge gasping cries of both pain and pleasure, shuddering and thrashing.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck Shiny!" Shayla screamed in concert with Shiny's noises into the ball-gag. Shayla didn't stop at all, she went on with the cane, raising more welts as Shiny came and came.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, fuck!" Shayla screamed and she fingered her clit to an earth-shattering orgasm.

Shayla convulsed herself, shuddering and staggering, and she dropped the cane and just tackled Shiny on her ottoman, and Shayla came and came. The rapture in her orgasm was all engulfing, like Shiny's. She wrapped her arms under Shiny, and just shuddered and came like she'd never come before, a soul-stunning heart-engulfing torrent...

Shayla lay panting on top of Shiny, sobbing. She was crying like she'd never cried before, crying like a baby, gasping and trying to just catch her breath.

Shiny lay beneath her. Shiny said "Mmmmmmph," into her ball-gag.

After several more minutes of sobbing, Shayla unhooked the ball-gag.

Shiny said, whispering gently, "This isn't just hard for me. It's hard for you."

Shayla, already sobbing, collapsed as much more as she could into Shiny's back.

Shiny said, "I love you more than life itself. You cannot harm me. And I can and will help you. Every day. In every way. I am your support. And you are my life."

And Shayla cried herself to sleep, clutching the back of the still strapped and bound Shiny. They slept together, Shayla atop Shiny, both clasped together in unison.

* * *

Their exhaustion was so complete that, despite the odd position, they didn't wake up until it was almost dawn. Shayla undid the straps tying Shiny to the ottoman, and then rolled her over on her back, Shiny wincing a little as her welts first lost contact with Shayla's skin, then again as her back pressed against the fabric. Shayla still lay on top of her.

Shayla kissed her tenderly at first, then pulled up and stared deep into Shiny's eyes. "I'm supposed to be your dominant Mistress," Shayla said, "and here I spent the last part of the night sobbing into your hair."

"You are my Mistress," Shiny agreed, "but you are also my wife. As my Mistress, you can love me in certain ways. You told me you loved me in that way with The Color. Which, you gave me, beyond my imagination. And I loved it because precisely it was your imagination. As my wife, you are just as bound to love me in other ways. And that very specifically includes when you are vulnerable."

"See, because you are Shiny," Shayla replied, "I knew you'd say something like that. Because, like, it really doesn't bother you. If, sometimes, maybe, I'm not always the strong one."

"Whenever you are strong, I am your submissive little sex slave," Shiny said. "Whenever you are weak, I am your strength."

Shayla giggled. "Not laughing like that's funny. Laughing like, I married a girl who is both the world's most fucking romantic poet in just her regular fucking way of talking, and at the same time, let's me bugger her with dildos and whip the shite out of her. Crazy. I mean, if you were in competition for world's best treasure, well, you know, there's no fucking competition. Shiny always wins."

"Shiny won Shayla. Shayla wins Shiny," Shiny said.

"Yep, yep! That's the truth! Okay, okay ... gotta get salve into your backside. That shite has got to hurt, plus, we need it to keep you all soft and smooth and velvety."

"Yes," Shiny agreed, "some salve sounds really quite nice right now."

Shayla got them up, brought Shiny out of the Bonus Room and into the bedroom. Shayla mixed the numbing herbs with the salve herbs, and applied them to all of Shiny's back, every stripe or welt or red spot.

"So, these things," Shayla said, "here's the deal. They'll make it stop hurting, they'll make your skin all perfect and sexy-like and they'll start healing your welts right away."

Shiny, leaned over a table as Shayla applied the stuff, said, "That sounds really, really good to me."

Shayla nodded, and said, "Yeah, it is good. Cuz, the thing is, all these herbs and the formula will actually heal you within a day or so. This is a good thing."

Shiny said, "Yes, so it will stop hurting."

Shayla said, "No, no, no. Not at all. It's a good thing because once it's healed, I can do it to you again. If we didn't have the herbs and shite, I'd have to wait like a week before we did it again. With the herbs, I can do it again in just two days. Isn't that great?"

Shiny was silent for just a moment. Shayla knew it, caught it, but didn't say anything. Then Shiny said, "Yes, Mistress. Every day you want to do it, I want to do it."

Shayla leaned in then, serious as everything. "Shiny ... you mean that? Because if you don't, I want you to say it. I love you no matter what."

Shiny turned to her, and then said, "I told you last night, that you have my body at your disposal. You can do anything to and with my body, and I will never object." Shiny paused, and then said, "But last night I also told you, in my actions, that you have my soul, and I have yours. Are we both agreed on that? That you have my body in any way that you ever want ... as long as I have your soul forever?"

Shayla paused a moment, then turned to Shiny. "If I haven't made that clear, Shiny, you are my soul."

Shiny nodded, "You have. I just wanted it in words. My body, yours forever in any way you want. As long as your soul is mine, forever. Your soul, mine, because mine has always been yours."

Shayla giggled. "I can't even imagine ... sure, maybe I could find someone like you who wanted all the sex. Maybe, if that was my angle, someone who wanted all the love. There is no fucking way I could find both."

Shiny didn't budge. "Just re-confirming. My body, yours, your soul, mine. And mine yours. We're clear on all that right?"

Shayla pounced on her, kissing her ravenously. "Fucking right! Your body, mine, my fucking soul, yours!"

"And my soul, yours," Shiny corrected. "You have my soul and body."

Shayla pulled up again to look at Shiny's face and she said seriously, "Can I marry you again?"

Shiny laughed. "As many times as you want."

Shayla nodded a lot, then said, "Could be a bunch."

* * *

Turned out a bunch was indeed, well, a bunch.

Shayla "Re-Proposed" the next day, actually getting down on one knee for it. The first "Re-Wedding", as Shayla chose to call it, happened just two days later, much like the time-delay from the first wedding. Shayla picked the venue though Shiny insisted it be small, no more than 50 guests. It would be held at a large caravan-trader's tavern outside of the city. Shayla invited her 25 guests, and Shiny invited 25 of her own, however, Shiny's invitations very clearly spelled out that this was entirely optional, and could and should be declined by anyone who had any other plans whatsoever. And no RSVP was required, it was simply 'come or don't', there were to be no diplomatic repercussions. That news was also circulated amongst the diplomatic community, and it was understood to be true.

So, the first Re-Wedding only had 35 people in attendance. 15 of Shiny's guests didn't show up. Despite that, what followed was noted by the attendees as "the second best party ever", second only to the first "real" wedding.

Shayla Re-Proposed to Shiny literally the same night of the first Re-Wedding, down on one knee again. As always, Shiny said "yes", and cried. Shiny said, "Shayla, you make my soul wet". Shayla replied, "I'm going to fuck your soul so much that you never will want me to stop". Shiny's simple reply, "Done and done. I already never want you to stop."

Four days after that, the second Re-Wedding happened. Shiny got to pick the venue this time, but she stuck with the theme, and she chose to hold it in the abandoned Classic Cathedral about 20 miles from the city. She chose it because of its beautiful architecture and its position atop a hill overlooking the whole valley. This time, all 50 attendees were present. It was universally called "the third best party ever". Invitations to Re-Weddings became the absolute hottest ticket in all The Realms. But the invitations were in very short supply, and Re-Weddings themselves would happen only at the whim of Shayla. And no one could predict what that would mean.

The next day after the 2nd Re-Wedding proceeded as normal, with Shiny working, Shayla just off 'doing her thing', and then they got back together around dusk in their apartments. They had a lovely dinner, which Shiny cooked with Shayla's help in the kitchen, and Shiny was washing the dishes over the sink while Shayla sat on the couch and they chatted.

But Shayla sort of stopped talking and was just staring at Shiny.

After awhile, Shiny looked over at her. "What's on your mind? You got quiet all of the sudden."

Shayla shook her head as if to clear it for a moment, and then said, "I was totally fantasizing about you. You, Shiny, Queen of the Universe, leaning over the sink, just washing dishes. But underneath that dress, you are totally full of color, all kinds of rosy red and stripes all over you, so I was picturing you naked doing that. Then I started picturing your nipples weighted down with nipple clamps, swaying with all your scrubbing. And I fucking wanted to finger myself right here and now."

Smiling, Shiny said, "You know, we just talked about that recently. I'm yours. You don't have to fantasize. Go ahead and do it. Get the real thing, if that's what turns you on, if that's what you want. You can do it any time," then she paused a second, brow furrowing, and clarified, "When we're Inside. But then, anything, any time."

Shayla's eyes popped open like she'd just been told the most amazing secret in the universe. "Oh my god! You are so totally right! Fuck me!" With that she bounced up off the sofa and sped into the Bonus Room. She returned with a medium sized velvet bag. "Stay where you are," Shayla commanded. Shiny obeyed.

Shayla set out several implements on a towel. There were six strange metal clamps, like clothespins, but definitely not. Smaller, with circular shapes rather than straight. The tips of the 'pins' were padded with oiled, scraped leather. Next to those six objects were lots of things that looked like holiday ornaments that you would put on a tree, except these were just bare lead in teardrop shapes, going from smaller to larger. Shiny had done a little fishing early in her youth. They looked like fishing weights. There was a small black bag next to them.

Rapidly and efficiently, Shayla took off all of Shiny's clothes so that she stood naked in front of the sink. Shayla took the small bag up, dipped her fingers into it, and came out with talc. Baby powder, it was also called, or athlete's powder. Shayla rubbed the powder on Shiny's perfect dark-bronze nipples and aureoles, and then she picked up one of the circular clamps.

"This here," Shayla explained in her matter-of-fact voice, "is an alligator clamp. See, look at it, kinda looks like an alligator mouth," and Shayla put it in front of Shiny's face, using one hand to flex open and closed the mechanism, with her other, she made mouth-chomping movements with her other hand, and similar gestures with her own mouth.

"So, these go on your nipples, " Shayla continued, "cuz, the more weight on them, the tighter they clamp down, and, they look totally fucking sexy on you. I'm going to put these on you, and I want to see them on you for like, an hour. I'll want to cum the whole time, but I won't touch my clit. I just want to watch you. It'll hurt you, your nipples will be so fucking ... fucking amazingly hot and bothered and hurting and swollen and sexy. Then more, the longer it goes, then kind of, maybe, less, when it goes longer. Or not. Anyway, it will hurt."

"Make me your fantasy," Shiny said. "I don't want to be your dream. I want to be your real."

It took a little while, Shayla just standing next to Shiny, neither moving. Then Shayla said, "I wasn't kidding about marrying you a bunch of times. Is that really okay? Because three times is totally not enough."

Shiny replied, "As many times as you want. Really."

Shayla, satisfied, said, "Okay, okay, okay," clapping her hands together, and she went straight for the nipple clamps. She put just one each on Shiny's amazing nipples, and then added two of the lesser weights to each. Shiny said "Uhhhhh...ouch" on each one, and then her breasts were full and had two nipple clamps plus weights on them.

Shayla went back to her couch, and said, "Now just do chores. Anything. Let me watch you."

Shiny did that, the nipple-clamp weights bobbing back and forth every time she moved to do anything. She finished the dishes, started cleaning up the house, and Shayla followed her every move.

Shayla had started to cry when she said, "I want to fuck you so bad, I can't even imagine it. You have all those stripes on you, all that color, the welts on your ass and back and thighs. If I could just fuck you one more time, I could die, and the world would be perfect."

Shiny, done with the dishes and now dusting the rooms, said, "I don't want you to die. I want you to fuck me a thousand thousand more times. Because to me, that makes the world perfect." She said that casually and she didn't stop doing her chores. She was naked, red-welt striped and she was just dusting, while the nipple clamps bobbed back and forth.

Shayla erupted from her chair again, went to the Bonus Room, and came out with an entirely new dildo that she strapped on.

All she said was, "This one's bigger," and she fingered Shiny's ass until she had four fingers in, then she shoved the lubed dildo, now sized at 2 inches wide and over 7 inches long, into Shiny's ass. Shiny was positioned standing, back to Shiny, hands splayed out against a bookcase.

Shayla pulled it in-and-out in the standard routine, gentle at first, slight in, then out, repeat, until Shiny had the whole thing in her butt and was moaning with ecstasy. "You fucking love this now," Shayla said. A statement, not a question.

Shiny nodded her head vigorously, and breathed hoarsely, "Yes, yes. I do fucking love it now. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass, Mistress."

As Shayla started pounding Shiny's ass, she said quietly, just whispering to herself, "Shiny loves being buttfucked. Shiny is the best lover ever." She paused a moment, then whispered again, "Shiny is the best person ever."

Shayla slid her wooden dick in and out of Shiny's asshole while Shiny moaned and bucked and pounded her own hips back and forth against the dildo eagerly and hungrily.

While Shiny experienced pure, unafraid, unashamed pleasure, Shayla experienced a state of pure, utter love that was blended with pure, utter lust. There was no disconnect. The two things were the same. It filled her soul to overflowing. She fucked Shiny right then, because she knew again that Shiny was her soul, and Shiny's body was hers in every way. The two were as one.

Shayla came first, from the insane combination of how much she loved Shiny and how much she loved fucking her. Shiny heard and felt Shayla's orgasm, and then Shiny came right away too, spasming, thrashing.

They gasped and groaned, and Shayla once again lay atop Shiny in what would become a frequent embrace, she gathering Shiny into her arms, her dildo buried deep inside Shiny's ass while she whispered, over and over into Shiny's ear, "I love my Shiny. I love my Shiny."

* * *

Another week went by. This one had only a single Re-Wedding, much to the dismay of the community, who were all hoping for another double-helping. Shayla picked a cave for this one. A cave. It was almost 40 miles away, so it took some serious carriage travel to get there. A small town at the mid-way point was bolstered as a stopover point for all travelers, making the party actually a 2 day event, since the mid-point party was superb. However, once people got to the cave, the 3rd Re-Wedding was re-classified as the 2nd Best Party Ever, bumping the other two down. The cave was somewhat unremarkable at first, at the entrance, though Shayla had conceded a carpet runner to keep people from slipping. But only about 200 feet in and about 50 feet down vertically, the tunnel emerged into a spectacular grotto. A huge green pool, a cascading waterfall, and green ferns and moss everywhere due to a nice wide crack in the ceiling of the roof that let light pour down into the room in cascades of rainbow mist coming from the spray from the falls crashing into the pool. Tables and chairs were set all over, and there was a full 10 piece band including a harpist. That evening, the after-party carried on later in the giant ancient city ruins nearby, where guests got to stay in lightly retrofitted rooms inside the crumbled temple, castle and village. Everything about the event was the hottest topic all around the capital when they returned.

The next night after the Re-Wedding, Shiny was cleaning up after dinner again, but this time Shayla seemed pre-occupied. Didn't seem like a repeat of the previous weeks "special" moment was at hand.

Shiny said, "Everyone loves what you did. This was the best Re-Wedding ever. They loved the grotto, but oddly, it seems they loved staying the night in an old ancient city even more. There are already business people who are bidding for all that land, the old city and the cave, so that they can make it a vacation destination." Shayla didn't reply, she was deep in thought. Shiny pressed, "Shayla, you did that. You revived a whole ... I don't know ... a whole historic site, and that amazing cave. That's all you."

"Mmm, mmm, yeah," Shayla said.

Shiny shook her head. "I get it. You don't care about that, it's not your kind of thing. So. What is on your mind please?"

Shayla said nothing for a little while, and then looked up at Shiny all serious. "Breast Torture."

Looking first right, then left, as if to find someone else to explain the comment, at last Shiny turned to Shayla and said, "Uhhhh... that's great. We're doing that. You know, the whole nipple-clamp with weights thing you did. That's fine, I liked it. I mean it hurt, but it also really did go straight to my pussy, knowing how much it turned you on, and how sensitive my breasts are. So, yeah, just do it again whenever you want. You can add more weights or whatever, if that's what you are thinking about."

Shayla shook her head 'no'. "Uh uh. Oh, don't get me wrong, I'll add more weights though."

Shiny said plainly, "Fine. Good."

"Yeah, it is," Shayla said. "But we need better Breast Torture."

Shrugging, Shiny said, "Okay. If that's not good enough, what's next?"

"You know how much I love your tits, yes?" Shayla asked.

"Yes, you've made that clear," Shiny responded.

Shayla said, "So, I love them so much, that, I am totally not inclined to color them. But, I fucking love coloring you. So much that I fucking came basically just from coloring you last time, and then came again just looking at you with color."

Shiny nodded, "True. And yet you broke down after coloring me the first time."

Shayla nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, yes, I did. That you let me do this stuff to you makes me love you, every time, like 10 times more than I did before, so it makes me crazy how ridiculously amazing you are. But see I already love you infin-fucking-nitely. So when infinite is multiplied by ten, I go insane. I fucking cry because you make me the best kind of fucking insane."

"Infin-fucking-nitely is a big fucking number," Shiny agreed. "So more would be a lot."

Shayla nodded vigorously again, "I know, I know. It is. Its bigness is so fucking big that then, well, I almost explode." She paused then, and looked seriously at Shiny. Then said, "But I want to explode. You are so worth any possible dream that I want to explode with you a thousand times. Or more. Give or take a couple hundred thousand. Well, more give. And, more take. Both. I want us both to explode. A few hundred thousand times. Or a million. Whatever."

Shiny just smiled her warm accepting smile, which she saw that Shayla immediately melted from. Then Shiny said, "I want us both to explode too. Explode us both."

Shayla started crying, then stopped by force of will, and said sternly, "You know I knew you would say that. You are the most crazy ass fucking lover that could ever happen. The most crazy fucking wife."

"Guilty as charged," Shiny said.

"Then we are doing Breast Torture," Shayla said.

"As you command, Mistress," Shiny replied, going to the ground on one knee, bending her head down in full submission.

Shayla squealed. She grabbed Shiny's hand and dragged her to the Bonus Room. Shayla looked around at the room, said, "Fuck. I didn't make a reverse chair! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She dragged Shiny to the same ottoman, and then laid her on her back instead, her front facing up. She strapped Shiny's hands and legs to the ottoman. Shayla lovingly placed the ball-gag in Shiny's mouth.

She proceeded to bring out ropes from her cabinets, and with those, she very, very tightly tied Shiny's breasts each into little circles. Shiny's breasts raised up became even smaller than her natural C until her breasts were almost an A. And they started to turn blue. The wraps of the ropes were cutting off some of the blood supply. Just external, not anything that would cause harm, but the ropes brought up her breasts way forward, upward, and separated. As they turned blue, Shayla sighed deeply.

"I'm going to fucking cum," Shayla breathed. "Maybe before I even touch you. I've never seen anything more beautiful."

Then Shayla sank down to Shiny's ear. "Only one thing more beautiful. Your fucking face. Your fucking soul."

Shayla went back up, rooted around in her closet, and then came back with a single-strand whip made of a very thin oiled strip of leather.

"I suspect this will hurt, a lot," Shayla said. "Your tits aren't just perfect, they're sensitive. So this is going to hurt. Maybe more than you can handle. You know the stop command to me?"

Shiny nodded at first, then shook her head back and forth, side to side, vigorously, the command to stop. Then Shiny nodded again at Shayla to continue.

Shayla said, "I honestly expect you to stop me," she went on. "I love you. Please stop me when I go too far. Because I'm going to. Go too far, I mean."

Shiny closed her eyes, squinting. Preparing for the first blow.

The first blow came and it was spectacular. This was not a loose floppy thing, it was a tight, oiled, strip of leather that landed across Shiny's breasts.

Shiny's eye bulged, she screamed "Mmmmmmph" into her ball gag, and Shayla paused. To let the color surface. While Shiny was panting hard, Shayla watched Shiny's blue breasts, and saw the stripe of red slowly come up amid the blue.

"I'm going to go too far already," Shayla said. "You can stop me at any time." And she landed the next blow.

Shiny writhed and squirmed, bucked and kicked, and her breasts raised a second stripe of color. Shiny's head didn't move side to side.

Shiny made all kinds of sounds and writhing movement for the next 20 minutes while the whip came down slowly, just once or twice a minute at most, sometimes as long a stretch as five minutes between stripes. She screamed into her ball gag and her ultra-blue breasts became ultra-red striped against the tight blue. Her body racked, and she spasmed. She wrestled against the lashes, straining. And then she came. She came and screamed into the gag and thrashed in her body, then when Shayla striped her more with the whip against her sensitive tits, and she came again, bucking and thrashing and shouting into her ball gag.

Shayla came hard then, fingering herself to this spectacle.

Taking Shiny's gag off, Shayla asked urgently, "Did I go too far? Did you hate that?"

Shiny gasped and replied, "I fucking loved it. My tits are on fucking fire. Fucking do that to me any time you want! Right now, fucking fuck me please, fuck me, fuck me!"

Shayla, always the trooper, put her own fingers into Shiny's pussy, 2 fingers first then 3 then 4, pounding Shiny's pussy. Even without clit-contact, Shiny came again after a near-fist-fucking with 4 fingers. Shiny's tits were still trapped and blue, and striped red and purple with bruises that covered her whole breasts.

Settled in again, Shayla on top, Shayla exclaimed urgently, "I want that a lot. I'm sorry. But I do. Fucking you, your tits tied up and whipped. It's possible that it's my favorite thing ever. I want to do that to you all the fucking time. I love your tits and I love doing this to them."

Shiny nodded eagerly, "Then do it. A lot. Fuck me, fuck my tits, hurt them as hard as you want. Fuck my tits. I fucking love you." Shiny pushed her face up into Shayla's for a massively deep tongue kiss. When she pulled away, she was panting, gasping, "And you fucking punishing my tits that hard makes me love you a ton, and it made me come three times. Twice from just my tits alone. I want to explode. I was so horny so many times from you beating my tits that I want you to do it a hundred times, a thousand times. Or more. You were so right, my tits are so sensitive, that everything you do to them makes me crazy!"

"If you say it, I'll do it to you every fucking day this week, I'm serious, I will, it makes me so fucking horny," Shayla warned.

Shiny nodded. "Please. Please."

Shayla shook her head, "Your tits are already in stripes of black and blue. If I do it every day, they will be covered almost entirely."

Shiny nodded again, becoming passive. Begging quietly. "Please, Mistress. Do it to me. Every single day." Shiny let out a sigh that was not resignation, but was pure lust, pure heat. "Please," she repeated, eyes downcast, but raw heat in her voice.

"If we do this," Shayla said, stepping up, staring down at her, "your tits will be dark-and-red-colored with stripes all the time. All the time."

"Please," Shiny repeated, her head down at first, and then she looked up straight into Shayla's eyes. "Please," she then breathed lustily, almost, in its own way, a command. Her eyes insistent. A request, yes, but underneath ... a slave's request, but also, in it's way, a slave's command.

And Shayla saw that. And she embraced it. She replied, turning their relationship on it's end, saying," Shiny, my slave-girl's wish is my command."

* * *

The next day, the first thing Shayla did was visit her Guild-friended carpenter to start him making the "Reverse Chair" that she had forgotten to include in her grand plan. He said 2 weeks, she paid double, he said 4 days, she paid triple, he said he'd work on nothing else and deliver it in 2 days.

No plans were made for a Re-Wedding that week, but neither Shiny nor Shayla cared about the general outcry for more. They were too busy being so massively horny that they strained at night just to hold out for the Bonus Room until after they'd eaten, then they scrabbled into the Room like they were feverish. The sessions were just as feverish as they fulfilled their needs. On the morning of the third day the Reverse Chair arrived. It was an elegant wooden arch, with a velvet seat set at one end, wide velvet padding along the arch, and 4 wooden legs on all sides with fur-padded manacles on them. That night, Shiny got strapped in, her butt on the seat, back to the arch, pressing her whole body up into a soft inverted U-curve, her arms and legs shackled to the legs, her head tilted downward at the other end. This had the advantage of profoundly emphasizing Shiny's breasts, sticking out, tightly roped and bright blue with her carry-over red stripes, pointing upward starkly.

Salivating, Shayla started in on Shiny in her new, ultra-exposed position, and Shiny bounced up the one-inch she could off the arch, settled down, shouting into her gag. Shayla whipped her again, and again, and Shiny kept bouncing, her hips spasming back and forth in their tiny flight up. On the fourth stroke, Shiny bounced, arched, and shook her head violently back and forth. Shayla stopped cold.

"Sorry, this turns me on so fucking much, I hit you too hard!" Shayla said. "I'll stop, I'll stop."

Shiny at first shook her head violently side to side, staring into Shayla's eyes, then she adjusted and carefully, slowly, nodded her head forward, 'yes'.

"Really?" Shayla asked. "Honestly if you said 'stop', I should stop."

Shiny slowly, slowly, shook her head no. Then slowly shook her head yes, pointing her eyes toward her tits. She looked desperate. She nodded yes again, slowly, pointed her head and eyes toward her tits.

Shayla whipped her tits once, paused, and watched for the reaction. Shiny bucked, arched, shouted again into her ball-gag, and then settled, body shaking, against the cushion. Her head did not move, though there were tears in her eyes. Shayla waited, and then did it again, with the same reaction from Shiny; bucking, arching, shouting, and even tears. But no movement from her head. So Shayla proceeded to whip Shiny until she came, and Shayla came almost simultaneously. And this went on for the rest of the week. Orgasms, whipping, whipping, more orgasms.

At the end of the seventh day, after both Shiny and Shayla had "exploding" orgasms, Shayla at last said quietly into Shiny's ear as she lay on top of her, "No more Breast Torture. Not for awhile. Your tits are so black and blue they look like a wagon train ran over them. No more for now."

Shiny, whose gag had been removed, said eagerly, "No, no, seriously, I can take more. Just a few more days, please, this is so fucking amazing, I need it so bad. Just a few days. Just one more week at most."

Shayla grabbed Shiny's face in her palms, one on each cheek, turning her face toward her. Then she said, "Your Mistress says no more. Your wife says no more. Do you understand that? Or do I have to explain it to you?"

Choking back her reaction, Shiny shook her head. "No, no, I'm sorry. Whatever you say, whatever you want."

Nodding, Shayla said, "I gave you your slave-wish, for seven days of Breast Torture. You had it. We both exploded so many times I can't count. Your body is mine, entirely mine to control. No more slave-wishes, not now anyway. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mistress," Shiny said, submissive totally.

"Good," Shayla said. "Because I have so many more things to do to you. You'll get this again. But not for awhile. Your breasts are so black-and-blue, they need at least one, or maybe even two weeks, to recover."

Shiny nodded, bowing deeply on one knee. "Whatever my Mistress commands."

"Damn right," Shayla said, smiling.

Then she herself knelt on one knee, so they were both face-to-face. She took Shiny's hand in hers and said, "I love my Shiny. Will you Marry me again?"

Shiny nodded again eagerly. No matter how many times this had happened, she still cried. "Yes, Mis...Yes Shayla. Yes I will Re-Marry you."

* * *

With the resumption of 'Normal Activities', life did get back to usual. Including the planning of and eventual announcement of the next Re-Wedding, which was greeted with the usual cheers from both High-born and Commoner alike. Shiny was in charge of picking the venue for and planning this one. She chose one of her favorite places in the world, a very unusual restaurant/hotel called The Eyrie. It was located at the top of the nearest mountain peak, about 2 days ride from the city. Atop the peak, at around 5,000 feet, there was a gigantic tree over 200 feet tall, with a trunk 30 feet thick, and at its middle, branches that could, and did, hold entire buildings, businesses and houses. An Elven expatriate couple built it to remind them of home, and The Eyrie itself was a spectacular timber lodge with 100 rooms surrounded (vertically and horizontally) by a small Elven support village complete with general store, bistro, tavern, small bed & breakfast homes and residences for all of the employees of the businesses. With a spectacular 360 degree view of the entire Central District Realm, The Eyrie was truly a breathtaking venue.

When Shayla heard Shiny's pick, she exclaimed, "Nice pick Shiny! Spot-fucking-on!"

For the guests, this was a little more effort, now being a full 5-day round trip journey. Shiny figured at least some if not many of Shayla's guests would pass, even though Shiny and Shayla were footing the bill for lodging along the way, to and from. But no, no person invited declined. 50 guests would attend the 4th Re-Wedding. And it was so spectacular a venue, and such an amazing party, that there was a massive and complete dis-consensus what was now the "Second Best Party Ever". Some voted The Eyrie, others voted The Grotto. And it wasn't split along High or Common lines ... about half of each favored one and the other half, well, the other. The bizarre side effects of all of Shiny and Shayla's weddings were that Highborn and Commoners were starting to entirely ... like each other. Both were generally loathe admitting it in public, but at these parties, there was absolutely no class separation upwards or downwards. Each added their own quality to the mix, so much so, that during the parties, all classes dissolved completely, and what the strange remainder left was that in public, these people who had shared intimate partying with no restraints ... they didn't treat each other in public the way they used to. When they saw each other in public, they had what could only be described as "barely restrained mutual respect." Through no intention whatsoever, the Re-Weddings were beginning to make the whole of The Realms happier, because even those who hadn't attended started to be affected by this strange union.

Shiny met Shayla on a parapet of the Castle. Nowhere near their home, nor the Grand Hall.

"Shayla, the Re-Weddings are changing things," Shiny said. And she explained what was happening.

Shayla nodded. "Great! I agree, I love our parties. We are awesome!"

Shiny shook her head, "No, no, not just that. We ... you, are changing The Realms with this."

Shayla looked blank, then said, "I don't get it. So?"

"We should invite people," Shiny said, "from farther away too. Not just people from the city. But people from everywhere."

"Sure, fine" Shayla said. "That's only if there's another wedding, right? As far as I know, I haven't asked you again."

Coloring bright red, Shiny turned away. "I'm sorry. You're right. Never mind what I said."

Shayla pulled Shiny's face to her. "Don't ever do that. Don't turn away from me. I'm your wife. I love you. If you want another wedding, I'll ask you right now."

Shiny shook her head. "No. Seriously. I just got ahead of myself. I truly don't want you to ask me again unless you want it. I got too involved in the stuff that doesn't matter to us. I forgot for a moment why it's only for us. No one else matters."

Shayla's eyes brightened and she nodded vigorously, "Yes! Exactly!" She paused, then deep-soul kissed Shiny, saying after, "I love my Shiny."

* * *

And sure enough, there was no Re-Wedding that week. The overwhelming disappointment of the masses was irrelevant to both Shiny and Shayla. They settled back into a universe where just the two of them mattered, which was as it should be.

Then two weeks more elapsed, no wedding, but tons of love between them. During that time, most everything was as it was before, just with added bonus features.

The size of the dildos kept going up, eventually hitting 3 3/4 inches wide and 8 3/4 inches deep all the way up Shiny's ass, and yet their manufacture had turned to softened, polished leather. They were craftsmanship items, polished, toned, broken down so that they were supple, and they bent and flexed. In the Bonus Room, Shayla rotated Shiny around each of the stations, tied, chained, clamped. Then she colored Shiny wherever she went. Shiny persisted, soldiering on by having orgasms just from the various crazy things Shayla did to her, painful as they were. Shiny came and came, and that made Shayla cum and cum.

After a particular vigorous session, while they lay quietly exhausted, having moved on to their bed, they heard a muffled noise coming from the large slatted-faced cabinet above the dresser. They recovered from their sexual exhaustion instantly, sensing an attack, Shiny springing up, grabbing her staff, Shayla knocking an arrow into her bow beside the bed, and Shiny yanked the cabinet door open.

To their astonishment, a long-haired blonde teenage Elven girl fell out of the perch, bouncing on the top of the dresser, then down to the floor. Her pants were down around her ankles.

She squeaked instantly, "Please don't hurt me! I didn't mean any harm," as she struggled to pull her pants up.

Shiny and Shayla were still naked, panting now not from the sex, but from the adrenaline.

"What the hell?" Shayla asked.

"What in the world were you doing in our cabinet?" Shiny demanded.

"Please, please," the girl said. "I didn't mean anything by it. I stumbled across a secret passage a couple of weeks ago, and when I saw you two ... having sex, I mean, the way you were having sex and the crazy stuff you were doing, I couldn't stop watching. The secret passage leads to, you know, both rooms. Your bedroom and the, the, uh, bonus room. I ... I fingered myself watching you. For the last two weeks. What you two do is ... amazing."

Shayla laughed, slapping her knees, "Ha ha! That is excellent! I love it, I love it, I love it!" To Shiny, Shayla said, "Can we keep her?"

Shiny looked quizzically at the girl, then at Shayla, "What? You mean like a pet?"

Shayla squealed with delight, "Yes, like a pet. Exactly that. Can we keep her?"

"Hmmmm," Shiny sighed, "I suppose the first question is, does she want to be kept as a pet." Shiny looked at the girl. "Well, girl. Do you want to be Shayla's pet? If you say yes, she'll do all that crazy stuff to you that you've seen us do."

The girl's eyes grew bright and wide, "Oh ... my ... god." She turned to Shayla, "You'd do all that crazy shit to me?"

Shayla was smiling big and wide, and she said, "That, and a whole lot worse!"

The girl giggled, suddenly shy. "Oh. My. God."

Shiny asked, "Well, girl. Answer the question. Do you want to be Shayla's pet or not?"

The girl blurted out, "Yes, god yes! Please!"

Shayla clapped her hands eagerly like a schoolgirl just presented with a new puppy.

"How old are you?" Shiny asked.

"Nineteen," the girl said. "I've lived in the village all my life and I've always dreamed of shit like this ... but I've never seen the stuff you two do."

"Well, girl, what do we call you?" Shiny asked.

"Mer..." the girl replied.

"No, no, no!" Shayla interrupted, pouting. "Her name is Pet. It's just Pet. That's her name!"

Shiny looked at the girl. "Last chance ... Pet. Say your name is Pet, and you're stuck with it, and with doing everything she says, no matter what it is. Everything. So, say your name, or leave now, nothing bad will happen to you."

The girl nodded. "Pet. My name is Pet."

"Don't feel bad," Shiny said, "My name is Shiny."

The girl's eyebrows furrowed, looked at Shayla, then back at Shiny. "Really?"

Shiny replied, "Yep. Shiny."

"Wow," the girl said. "That's totally awesome!"

Shayla giggled loudly, slapped her knees and said, "It is, isn't it! Okay, okay, okay. Time to get serious, here, Pet. Rules first."

Pet nodded. "Okay. What are the rules?"

"Well, rule number one," Shayla said, "is I make the rules and you follow them no matter what. Rule number two is I make the rules up as I go along, so that means that you do what I say, whenever I say it, no matter what. You get that, Pet?"

"Yes, Mistress," Pet replied, nodding.

Shayla squealed with delight again, "Oooooooo! Already caught onto the whole Mistress thing! Yay! Okay, okay, so you get that. Always call me Mistress. You can call Shiny, well ... Shiny. Nothing else though. No 'Chancellor' or 'Your Excellency' or any of that shite. Just Shiny. But you normally shouldn't talk anyway, unless I ask you too. Got that?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Mmm, yeah, yeah. Okay, okay. Next ... Pets don't wear clothes! Ever! Got that? Why would a pet wear clothes? They don't need them. They're pets, see!"

"I think you mean indoors," Shiny said. "Outside, we aren't really allowed to have people as pets. Or to have people walk around naked. I think, outside, we'll have to let her wear clothes. And we call her our handmaiden."

Shayla nodded, "Right, right. See," she said looking at the girl, then pointing to Shiny, "We always have Shiny here to make sure no one, you know, puts us in prison or anything like that. For breaking the Outside rules. Well, cuz, Outside, Shiny even makes most of the rules. But Inside, I make the rules. So we can have all the fun we want, but you know, not go to prison and such like. So, inside, you are Pet and you are naked all the time. Outside, not so much, yeah?"

"Yes, Mistress."

Shayla waited. Then she said, "Well, get about it. I haven't got all day. Get naked, Pet!"

The girl nodded, shocked. She had just been acquiescing to everything in a daze. Now she realized it was real, and she had to comply. She stood up from the floor, and shyly, she stripped off her top, her pants, and her underclothes. Self-consciously she covered her breasts and vulva.

Shayla went right to her and put her arms down at her sides, "Uh uh, none of that. Pets aren't afraid of being naked, Pets are just naturally naked. Like you are now. Never cover yourself. Plus, why would you," Shayla said, standing back, looking her up and down, then showing her off to Shiny, "look at this. Fucking beautiful is what it is. And look at that pussy ... fucking bald. Shaved bare as a baby's ass. Speaking of ass, let's have a look there, shall we?" She rotated the girl around, showing off her shapely, plump but perfectly tight and curvy little ass. "Oh my god, yum," Shayla said. "I bet the little hole is just as fucking pretty," and with that, she bent the girl over, and then spread her butt cheeks. Sure enough, there was a creamy little white-pink pucker of a hole in the middle of all that creamy white flesh. "Ooooo, yummy yum yum," Shayla said, kneeling down behind the girl. Without ceremony, she stuck her tongue into the young girl's ass. Pet squealed, but Shayla just held her hips pulled toward her face and she vigorously tongue fucked the girl's asshole for a couple of minutes, the girl going crazy, moaning, getting into it, rubbing her butt back and forth, back and forth to take the tongue in deeper and faster.

Pulling her mouth away, Shayla stood up, saying "Oh yeah, that's perfect. She loves it. Here, Shiny, taste..." and she pointed to the girl's ass.

Shiny got down on her own knees, and repeated what Shayla had just done. She furiously tongue-fucked the girl's little anus to the sounds of Pet's moans and pants. Like Shayla, she kept it up for several minutes before surfacing.

"Mmmm, see?" Shayla said. "Yummy delicious. Shiny's ass tastes like fucking heaven. Pet's ass tastes like heaven also. See? Shiny, fucking heaven. Pet, heaven also. That's the way it is. Fucking heaven and heaven also. Yummy delicious."

Shiny nodded, repeated, "Definitely. Yummy delicious. Heaven also."

"Mmmm, mmmm. Yes, yes," Shayla agreed again. Then, "Okay, next rule. Our Pet always has her ass filled." She smiled, nodding happily. "Yes, yes. That's it! Always. Make her even yummier back there. More lube-y, more open." With that, she went over to her Special Closet. She opened it, opened one of the long drawers in an armoire, humming. She found what she wanted, came back with a 3 inch long, 1 inch wide teardrop shaped butt plug. "We start with the littlest one, because, well, Pet needs to get used to her butt being always full up. Cuz butt plugs are, you know, hidden, Pet gets to wear them even on the Outside." She turned to Shiny, "Yes?"

Shiny nodded. "Sure, anything they can't see, she can wear."

"Yippee!" Shayla shouted enthusiastically, "That means we can pierce her where-ever we want to!"

Shiny nodded. Pet's eyes went wide. She protested, "But Shiny doesn't have piercings! You never pierced Shiny!"

Shayla looked at her, wagging a finger at her, "Uh uh, Pet. My rules, whatever I want, whenever I want. You said it when you said your name. So, for one thing, I didn't say you could talk. For another, what I do to Shiny has nothing to do with what I do with you. I'll do whatever I want to you. You got that?"

Pet nodded. "Yes, Mistress."

"Okay then, but first, in with the plug!" With that, she went to her cabinet and came back with a small teardrop-shaped device, lubed up the little butt plug and inserted it into the girl's asshole, enjoying her squeal. When it was settled in, she turned the girl around. "All in good then?"

She nodded, "Yes, Mistress."

"Okay, well, that's enough for now," Shayla said. She went to the linen cupboard and pulled out pillows and blankets and set them at the foot of the bed. She piled up everything into a nice little nest, and pointed to it, looking at Pet. "Shiny and I were napping when you showed up. When Pet isn't being sexed with, or doing our chores and shite, Pet sleeps here at the foot of the bed. See? Cuz that's where pets sleep! Oh, and Pet can only take out the butt plug to go to the bathroom." Shayla paused a bit, thinking, then she looked at Shiny. "Shiny will show Pet how to do enemas. Shiny does them twice a day. Keeps that little sweet hole super yummy. Pet will do that too. A clean butt is a yummy butt! Okay, Pet ... to your bed!"

Pet went over to the nest of pillows and blankets, and she laid down in them. Shayla and Shiny went back to bed, spooned, and closed their eyes to resume their post-sex nap.

* * *

When they'd gotten up, cleaned up and dressed (all except Pet), the three of them had brunch, Shayla letting Pet sit at the table with them. She was naked, and plug-stuffed, but she was clearly delighted to be allowed to eat with them. Shayla had told her that like any pet, she might be given special gifts like being able to eat with them, but that she might also often be eating on the floor out of a bowl.

"I'll arrange to have that secret passage closed today," Shiny said over her eggs and toast.

"Yes, yes," Shayla nodded. "One Pet is enough."

Shiny laughed. "Not what I meant, I was talking about our security, but yes, that too."

Shayla just nodded and shrugged at that, smiling at Shiny. "Shiny's job," Shayla said, and resumed eating.

When they were done eating, Shayla shouted, "Shopping time! Pet, get dressed. You're coming with us to get the fun things!"

They went out. On the occasions they felt it appropriate, they introduced their new handmaiden (though not by name). They most notably met with the best seamstress in town, getting several thick steel needles. Then onto the jeweler, where they bought one large inch-wide steel ear-ring, one smaller one, and they waited while he fashioned three small barbells about an inch long, two of them medium and the last one just as thick as the thickest needle they'd bought. They got a pint of the strongest clear grain-alcohol from the pub, then some analgesic numbing herbs from the Alchemist and after attending to some professional business of The Chancellor's at the castle, they retired back to their rooms.

"Fun time now!" Shayla squealed. "Pet, always strip right away when you walk through the door. Pet is naked always indoors."

Pet did as asked.

"Come, Pet, lie on the bed on your back."

Pet did that.

"Now drink this. It's gonna be hot, but it will make you gentler," and she gave Pet a glass with about 4 shots worth of the grain alcohol. Pet choked it down, Shayla gave her some wine to chase it with. After about 15 minutes, when Pet was feeling drunk and woozy, Shayla said, "Shiny, get us the minty numb-herbs please!"

Shiny prepared a tray of the herbs mixed with water and pestled into a paste.

"Fun time!" Shayla exclaimed. All of the needles, barbells and rings were in a shallow pan of the alcohol.

Shayla numbed Pet's left nipple with the herbs, then expertly pierced it with a clipped shout from Pet. She cleaned it, inserted one of the barbells, capped it. Then she did the next one. Then she put the small ring in her belly button. Then, to a louder shout, she put the large ring into the girl's clitoral hood. It was the thickest needle and thickest ring. Using the same, cleaned and sterilized needle, she then pierced the girl's tongue and put the thickest barbell in.

Pet was moaning a little, rocking on the bed. "All done! Pet is fancy now! Pierced tongue, nipples, belly-button and clitty! And the clitty one is perfect for ..." she went to her magic drawer beside the bed, and withdrew a dog leash, which she clipped to Pet's clit ring. Shayla finished, "... this! Come, Pet! Follow!"

She stood and gently tugged on Pet's leash, the clit ring pulling out. Pet stood and followed behind as Shayla paraded her around the room. The girl looked utterly humiliated, eyes downcast. Shayla saw this, pushed Pet onto her back on the side of the bed. "Good Pet to be pierced by Mistress! When Pet is good, Pet gets a reward!"

With that, Shayla put her whole mouth on the girl's pussy, then slobbered it with kisses, and then started tonguing her clit beneath the newly installed ring. Pet started moaning, knees pulling up, her hands burying themselves in Shayla's hair. Shayla pulled up just enough to command, "Shiny! Give her your pussy to suck on!"

Shiny promptly dropped her own pants and underclothes, and then sat on the girl's face, grinding her pussy against the moist, open mouth. Pet came three times, Shiny came twice. Shayla came up from between Pet's legs. She maneuvered Shiny off of Pet's face, and then her deep-tongue kissed Pet for a good long 10 minutes. Shiny stroked both of them and kissed their necks while they made out. After the 10 minutes, Shayla pulled up from Pet, and looked at her.

"So Pet is happy now?" Shayla asked.

Pet nodded, glowing, smiling.

Shayla kissed her. "Pet is a good pet, yes?"

Pet nodded again, happy.

"Pet knows that Mistress will reward Pet ... only when Mistress wants, and only when Pet is a good Pet?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"So Mistress can now do anything Mistress wants to Pet, and Pet won't be all sobby and downcast and shite? Pet will lovingly follow Mistress on her clitty leash. Pet will walk on all fours when ordered, will wear a Pet collar, will have her butt stuffed with everything under the sun, will get whipped and caned and paddled, will drink her Mistress' pee on command. Pet will do anything Pet is told to do, and Pet will be happy to do it?"

Pet nodded eagerly, happily. "Yes, please Mistress. Do all of those things to me Mistress, please. Pet is happy to do everything Mistress wants."

* * *

The next week went like normal, more Shiny and Shayla sex, more Pet sex. Pet was introduced quite vigorously to buggering. Shayla buttfucked her many times, widening each time very progressively. During the buttfucking sessions, Shiny's face was always positioned right above or below the penetrating, thrusting dildo, so that Shayla could take it right out of Pet's ass and put it straight into Shiny's mouth repeatedly. "Lot's of taste of heaven also! Pet's ass, heaven also!" Shayla insisted. Both Shiny and Shayla would also frequently tongue deep inside Pet's ass after the fucking stopped because Pet's little anus was gaping so wide open.

While no Re-Wedding proposal happened, nonetheless at the end of the week, Shiny came home to something very new. When she walked in the door, Shayla shouted from the kitchen, "Wait there. Let me bring our new Pony out!"

Shiny looked puzzled, wondering if Shayla had really bought them a pony ... and brought it into the house?

"Ta dah!" Shayla exclaimed, and behind her, pulled on a custom-fitted horse's bit and bridle slotted between her teeth, was Pet. Naked on her hands and knees. Nipple clamps on her breasts, heavily weighted, and swaying back and forth with every step. With a giant horsetail flowing out of her ass. "Pony Pet!" Shayla said proudly.

"Very nice," Shiny said, nodding. Shayla paraded the girl in a circle around Shiny. Pulling her 'reigns', tugging her bit and bridle gently while the girl scuttled on hands and knees, nipple clamps swaying heavily on her. Examining the girls bottom with the large flowing horsetail flowing from her anus, Shiny asked, "How do you keep the horsetail in?"

"Oohh! That's the best!" Shayla said. "I've stuffed her bottom with 4 small steel cannonballs. Each about the size of a lemon. Smaller than yours. They're drilled through the center. Look."

With that, she settled the girl down, and slowly pulled the horsetail out of her ass. One by one, with a 'plopping' sound, a string of heavy lead highly polished cannonballs emerged, small three-inch wide steel balls with the long horse hair piped through the middle and capped at the end by a knot capped with polished melted steel. The girl's anus gaped wide with the removal of the 4th ball. Shayla brought the balls up to Shiny's mouth, and Shiny took each one in her mouth, licking and sucking each one all over. Then Shayla slowly stuffed the 4 heavy steel balls, one by one, back into the Pet's ass, until her bottom was just a horse-tail again.

"Wow," Shiny said. "Amazing. 4 balls like that must go really fucking deep. And be really fucking heavy inside."

"Pet," Shayla said, "How do the cannonballs feel in your ass?" She asked the question, and then removed the bit-and-bridle from Pet's mouth.

Pet panted, "Good, Mistress."

"Tell me everything, Pet, not just that", Shayla commanded.

Gasping a little, Pet said, "I feel very, very full. Like, more full than I've ever been. And the weights, the balls, they are very heavy, so I feel a ton of weight in my ass. And they are deep. They go so far up, I can feel how heavy they are in my tummy."

"So do you like the feeling?" Shayla asked.

Pet nodded urgently, "Yes, Mistress, yes, I feel sexier now than I ever have. My pussy is going to explode. Every time you make me horse-walk, I almost cum. My asshole is filled. It's so heavy. It's so full. It makes me super butt-horny."

"Oooooh!" Shayla exclaimed. "Shiny, Shiny, Pet is super butt-horny! I can't wait to get yours inside you. Pet says you will become super butt-horny!" Shayla put Pet's bit-and-bridle back in her mouth.

Shiny's eyebrows rose. "Well, she didn't exactly say that. Also, I did hear you say that 'hers are smaller than mine'. So, I get a horse-tail too?"

Shayla shook her head vigorously, "No, no, no. No horse-tail for Shiny. We have only one Pet. Shiny is Shiny. Shiny is my wife. No horse-tail. Yours are just with a little oiled silk rope through the middle, but, yes, the balls are bigger. Each about the size of an apple, not a lemon."

Shiny's eyebrows raised even more, somewhat astonished. "An apple? Am I ... up to that?"

Shayla now shook her head in the positive, vigorously. "Yes, yes, yes. They are the same size, maybe just a teeny bit bigger, than the last dildo I used on you. You are totally ready for them." She then looked earnestly into Shiny's eyes, "You want to try them now? Pet says they make you super butt-horny."

"Again, not exactly ..." but then she just shrugged her shoulders and said, "Yes, of course, Mistress. I want to try them out now."

Shayla put Pet's reigns into Shiny's hands, then ran off to the Bonus Room. Shiny stripped naked while she was gone. When Shayla got back into the foyer, she was carrying just what she'd described. It was 4 apple-sized highly polished balls of steel with a long, thin strip of oiled silk connecting them all, capped at one end by a very small ball of melted steel, and at the other end, flowing out of the last ball about 8 inches of the oiled silk rope with a loop at the end. Shayla offered the loop up, saying, "For easy removal. See, just pull!" She made a pulling motion.

"Of course," Shiny said. "Excellent idea."

"I know!" Shayla replied happily. "Okay Shiny, Present!"

Shiny obediently got down on her knees, facing away from Shayla, then spread her knees apart, put her head down on the ground and her arms out on the floor above her head, her ass high in the air.

Shayla paused, just staring at Shiny's ass, deeply moved by the sight. "Pet," she said, "isn't that the most beautiful asshole and pussy you have ever seen?"

Pet now nodded vigorously, adding "Mmmmmph, mmmmph" from between her bit-and-bridle to add emphasis.

"Exactly," Shayla agreed.

Shayla lubed up all 4 of the polished steel balls, and also her right hand's fingers. She knelt behind Shiny, and began by first licking Shiny from the tip of her clitoris all the way up to the top of her asshole, then she repeated that several times before at last settling on that 'most beautiful asshole', sliding her tongue inside it, swirling it around, tongue fucking it for about 5 minutes. Saying, "Tastes like heaven," she sighed, then she stuck first 2, then 3, then 4 lubed fingers into Shiny's ass, pressing until everything was in Shiny but her thumb. She rotated her fingers right and left, like turning a crank on a winch, widening the opening. Moaning, Shiny's back arched down to bring her ass up even farther and more into Shayla's half-fist.

"Plenty ready," Shayla said. And she slowly inserted the first apple-sized steel ball.

Shiny's anus did resist some, but Shayla just kept pressing in to the resistance point, then letting it out, then back in again, then back out again. Until at last, the first cannonball slipped entirely inside Shiny's ass, sucked up completely with a 'plop'.

Shiny yelped when it went in, and then started panting heavily. She kept panting for a couple of minutes until her breath slowed, and she started breathing normally. Then she started sighing, just faintly. But she sighed. Not once, not twice, but several times.

Shayla proceeded with the next ball, this one going in much more easily, not an instant thing to be sure, but just a couple of presses and the second ball slid into her. With that, Shiny's sighs turned into a full moan.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh," Shiny groaned, trying in any way possible to get her ass up higher, her face and chest down lower.

The next ball was the same, but even easier. It went in with no complaints from Shiny's anus, but when the ball slipped inside Shiny's head came up off the floor she shouted "Oooooo", and she squirmed, and then panted.

The last ball took more convincing. It wasn't a matter of width anymore, Shayla knew, now it was a matter of depth. But she worked it, the fourth ball, in, then out, then in, then out, slowly, over a matter of five minutes. At last, Shiny's ass took the last ball and Shiny made a sound like Shayla had never heard before, a crazy sort of growl, and Shiny spontaneously came up from the floor, her stomach arching downward now, a reverse arch, and she shouted the word "Yesssssssss!"

Shiny kept pulsing her butt and back up and down, taking the 4 cannonballs deeper inside her with each thrust just by gravity and muscle-movement. The oiled silk rope slid up more, and more, as Shiny kept squeezing her asshole then expanding it. She kept it up for 10 minutes, until she finished with panting only and the oiled rope had only three inches outside her ass, the cannonballs way deep in her, well up into her colon.

"Shiny is full, yes?" Shayla asked.

Shiny replied at first in gibberish, still panting, just saying "Uhhmmph" and "Ummmm." Then she got control of herself, and spoke more clearly, "Full. Yes. Mistress. I'm so fucking full. It's so heavy. Fuck. Fuck. It feels so good. I feel so fucking full. It's so fucking ... steel."

"Then time to take Shiny on a walk," Shayla said. "If you stand up, the weight will back up against your butt, so, you have to walk like Pet. You are not Pet, not a Horsey, but you need to walk with Pet, so you can feel it in your asshole. Feel it deep, thick and heavy. Kneel, Shiny, and then walk like Pet with me. On your hands and knees. Shiny is not a pony. But Shiny is my slave-girl, and walking on hands and knees is making her perfect."

Shiny obeyed, on hands and knees, still panting. But before they walked forward, Shayla said, "Wait. Best those breasts are tortured." She disappeared again into the Bonus Room, and came out with alligator clamps which she attached to Shiny's nipples, and then she applied several serious weights, so that the nipples were dragged down toward the floor, heavily weighted. She added a few more to Pet's nipple clamps, though she also added some weights to Pet's clit-piercing, so that everything swayed as she walked.

At Shayla's motioning, Shiny began kneel-walking alongside Shayla, swaying her hips and moaning, her nipple-weights swaying in reverse to the sway of her hips. Pet was on Shayla's other side, making a kind of purring noise herself through her bit-and-bridle, her own clamps swaying from both clit and nipples. Shayla walked them, each to her side, around the whole of the apartments, walking in long circles for almost twenty minutes. Shiny's sounds became mewlings, a cross between a moan and a whine.

Shayla asked, "What are you feeling, Shiny?"

No pause. Shiny gasped, "Butt-horny. A lot."

"Then I think," Shayla said, "it's time."

Shiny looked up at her, and without breaking eye contact, she said, "Yes, Mistress. Please."

Shayla walked the two of them to the Bonus Room, and then carefully, gently directed Shiny to the reverse-arched chair, that before had held her facing up. Shayla led her to this item, but had her lay face down, so that she was now the top half of a crescent moon, leaning in a gentle, stretched out upside down U shape, her back arched, her bottom exposed. She bound Shiny's wrists and ankles to the padded shackles, then lovingly put the ball gag in Shiny's mouth. Pet was made to kneel beside, hands on knees, but on her heels, just to watch.

Shayla whispered, but loud enough to hear, "This won't hurt you Shiny. This is what we have been building toward. And it's only a little wider, and a little longer. Just a little. But you will love every minute of it."

Going to the Cabinet, Shayla found, and strapped on the enormous 'horse-cock sized dildo'. It was a slight exaggeration to be sure, neither quite as thick nor quite as long as a real horse's genitals, but it was a staggering sight. It was very long, and very thick. Just as Shayla had said, thicker than the apple-sized steel balls currently inside Shiny, and longer, because it would go deep into Shiny's bottom, through her rectum and well into her colon. The steel balls were only half in her colon now. The giant flexible leather dildo was crafted by a master, made of incredibly supple leather, worked and reworked so that it bent and flexed.

Shiny, her mouth gagged, looked at the gigantic thing, then looked into the eyes of her Mistress, her own eyes full of both love and profound lust, and she nodded.

Pet's eyes stared at the gigantic thing as if it hypnotized her. She could not take her eyes off the thing as Shayla massaged great amounts of lubricant into the entire structure of it until it was absolutely slick. Then Shayla massaged a near equal amount into Shiny's ass, not just the surface or the near insides, but deep inside her.

Shiny was arched; face down, crescent moon style, ankles and wrists shackled, a ball gag in her mouth, naked and open. Shayla slowly withdrew the steel cannonballs, pulling, until one after the other left Shiny's ass, and when the last came free, she grabbed Pet's head, released her mouth from the bit-and-bridle, and gave her Shiny's ass-balls. Pet slobbered and slavered over them, sucking and licking every square inch, not just once, but four or five times before she panted, "Shiny's ass tastes like heaven."

For all the preparation and long term heat, and for all the current heat in Shiny's bottom, it was all a very slow, sensual, calm affair.

Shayla slowly penetrated Shiny's anus with the bulbous end of the giant dildo, in just a quarter inch, out, then in a half inch. Shiny was bucking already, this kind of soft play not working for her intense 'butt-horny'-ness, but Shayla wasn't deterred. She kept up the slow, penetrative 'denial' torture of Shiny's butt for 5 minutes, in a little, out, in a little deeper, out.

By the time Shayla's actual dildo-head , again huge but not-quite horse-sized, went into Shiny's asshole, Shiny shouted into her gag and tried to push her asshole up, not down. She was trying to fight for more in, not less. She was staggeringly hungry for it.

Shayla didn't change her pace, she slid her erotic dildo into the well lubed asshole, maybe two or three inches, then out, not all the way, but still to where Shiny's anus was wide around the tip. Then slowly in again, a little deeper, then out. Shiny was going crazy, trying to make it go deeper, but she was bound and had little room to maneuver.

It took Shayla almost twenty minutes of that. In, out, tease, open. But in the end, she did in fact have that gigantic dildo, the one she had designed and imagined, and the one she had described to Shiny, inside Shiny's ass. All the way to the hilt. Shayla looked at it. Her own pelvis was flush with Shiny's bottom. The gigantic width of the leather implement was encircled entirely by Shiny's anus, now a vast, open and hungry orifice. Shiny was moving her body and moaning, not from pain, but from hunger. Shiny wanted this now as much as Shayla did. Maybe a lot more by Shiny's crazy gyrations. Shiny wasn't backing away; she was trying to find angles where her asshole could get the giant dildo somehow deeper and wider into her.

Shayla went so slow. In, out, then pause. Then more, slowly. She kept it up until she had a rhythm that was medium slow, and Shayla reached forward and took off Shiny's ball gag. This led to Shiny moaning and groaning, then Shayla fucked her faster, the more Shiny groaned and moaned until she was screaming, not from pain but from ecstasy, and as the pounding hit stride of about several in and full-out pulses per minute, Shiny had her first orgasm. Shayla didn't stop. Pet stared at what was happening like it was something holy, just looking, her own mouth and pussy and ass getting as wet as was possible. Every orifice dripping.

Shayla didn't stop. She pounded harder and harder, fully one hundred percent up to the hilt with her new huge dildo, and Shiny came a second time. Shiny was tied to the arch, her butt up, and Shayla's huge dildo was going all the way in, totally widening Shiny's asshole to the maximum, but more so, the dildo went deep in and fucked her way into her colon. Shiny was crazy from all of the fucking, bouncing every way she could off the restraints.

Shiny came again. Then Shayla dismounted, took off all the shackles, and the ball-gag, and then resumed fucking her ass, sliding the giant dildo back into Shiny's hugely gaping asshole without the slightest concern. Fully and completely. Seven more minutes of fucking like that and Shiny came again, no bonds, no gag, no nothing, Shiny had an epic orgasm.

The gigantic dildo still in Shiny's ass, Shayla said, "I have something I want to ask you."

Shiny whispered, exhausted and spent but utterly at peace, "Yes, Mistress."

Shayla again dismounted Shiny, who was still resting face down on the reverse-couch. Shayla moved around to stand before her, the gigantic dildo swaying in front of Shiny's face. Then she knelt on one knee and took Shiny's hand in her own, and kissed it tenderly. Then Shayla said, "I love you Shiny, more than life itself. Will you Marry me again?"

Utterly freed, no shackles nor any ball-gag, and her asshole just recently fucked more deeply and widely than she ever would have thought possible, a gigantic horse-cock sized dildo wobbling in front of Shayla's lap, Shiny said, "I do. I will. I will Marry you, Shayla, as many times as you want."

Shayla considered for a moment, then said, "It could be a bunch."

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Shiny and Shayla (and Pet) live on, together, in joy. Perhaps we will visit them again?