Chapter 5

Lynn was breathless when she first caught sight of the island and house from the air as Denise had the pilot circle the island twice to let Lynn see where she and Denise would call home. The boat ride from the larger island where they deplaned was itself an adventure for the former housewife.

"This is so wonderful, so different from anything I thought I would ever see."

"It's yours now, Lynn, yours and mine, and this is only the beginning. For our honeymoon I've planned a trip around the world."

"My God, Denise this is too much. I don't deserve this."

"You deserve this and so much more and I intend to see you get it."

Lynn fell into the arms of her lover and eagerly accepted her powerful kiss.

Lynn was thrilled with the house and estate. She marveled at both the size (six times the floor space of her previous house) and the luxuriousness of the furnishings. It was all like a dream as she met the servants and groundskeepers who would see to her every need.

She and Denise discussed plans for the wedding. Lynn would have been satisfied with a private ceremony with just the two of them, but she knew how much it meant to Denise and so she excitedly planned the guest list with her mistress. Lynn invited Paul, who wished her every happiness but declined the invitation, saying it would be too painful to see her marry someone else. He did agree to visit her after the wedding however. Her younger sister Sarah, a spinster, lived in Washington where she worked for an evangelical church. Since her church did not believe in divorce or remarriage, Sarah declined the wedding invitation, but, like Paul, agreed to visit later. Since her parents were dead, Lynn had no one else to invite. All her previous friends were more Gary's than hers. So for Lynn, there was no one.

Denise could hardly uninvite the friends with whom they had made the plane trip and had already invited another twenty or thirty. She agreed to limit the guest list to those already invited.

As the week passed, both divorces were finalized. Lynn still felt pangs of guilt over leaving Gary. He was a kind and decent man, although not as attentive as he should have been and certainly unimaginative in bed. In her mind, Lynn wished him well, hoping he would find some degree of the happiness she was now experiencing with Denise.

She and Denise were making love several times a day which sometimes kept the servants busy discreetly retiring, as Denise would, on a whim, order her slave to disrobe and then take her without any regard that the servants might be about. Lynn had asked about going off the pill so she could bear the child they both wanted. Denise also expressed her desire for a child, but wanted Lynn to remain on the pill just a bit longer. Lynn reluctantly agreed, but expressed her impatience to have Denise's child.

Denise took Lynn to the main island where Lynn was fitted for her wedding dress. The arrangements were finalized and while the days seemed to pass much too slowly for them both as they awaited their wedding day, their nights always seemed far too short.

Finally the day they had both awaited with such eager anticipation, arrived. The wedding was held outdoors and was lavish. Denise surprised everyone by wearing a feminine tuxedo, complete with a shirt featuring frilly lace around cuffs and neck.

Lynn, on the other hand, looked as if she had stepped straight out of a fairy tale. The high necked intricate white lace gown with full sheer sleeves made Lynn look and feel like a twenty year old. The flowered wreath gave the former housewife the look of an ebony Greek goddess and drew admiring stares from everyone, especially Denise as she walked to the altar.

"You're beautiful Lynn! The most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"I want to be beautiful for you Denise. I want nothing more than to please you."

"It pleases me to see you smile, to see you enjoying yourself."

"I've never been happier."

"Nor have I," smiled her mistress as they turned to the native minister to exchange their vows. The ceremony itself was short, but beautiful, each expressing a heartfelt and eternal love for the other. The vows were exchanged and the minister pronounced them husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Denise Fleming, Denise having taken back her maiden name.

"You may kiss the bride," he said, beaming with joy and anticipation.

Denise took Lynn in her arms and kissed her new bride deeply with both affection and erotic titillation.

"Wow!" responded Lynn in Denise's ear, "I can hardly wait to get home so I can strip and spread my legs for you."

"Why wait?" asked Denise.

"Wha... What do you mean?" asked Lynn, puzzled.

"Take her!" Denise commanded two of the grooms men.

The two grabbed Lynn and pulled her over to a tent which she had assumed was for the reception. In one sense she was right for under the tent was a king sized bed.

Lynn looked back to Denise who smiled reassuringly. "It's customary for the bride to kiss the guests. I just thought you would want to take it a bit further."

"NO, please, I want YOU!" pleaded Lynn as the men began removing her wedding dress.

"And you shall have me... later. Right now you have all these wonderful guests to thank for coming to our wedding."

The men had been careful with the dress, but now they ripped away her bra and panties and threw her back on the bed, pulling off her shoes and stockings and leaving the new bride completely naked. She was spread eagled, her wrists and ankles tied to the four bed posts, exposing the most intimate recesses of her body to the onlookers.

"Enjoy, darling," said Denise to Lynn, then turned to the crowd which had gathered. "Thank you all for being here. Please, each and every one of you, eat, drink, dance, enjoy yourselves and most of all... let Lynn express her gratitude to you. She's yours for the rest of the day. I'll claim my bride this evening."

In only seconds, one of the grooms men who had stripped her, had abandoned his own clothes, crawled onto the bed and without ceremony was into her completely with one powerful thrust.

Lynn felt betrayed as the man's pace quickened, but as her body began, despite her intentions, to respond, she realized that Denise was giving her a wedding present she would never forget. As she became aware of the two camcorders recording her "deflowering" for posterity, her anger turned to lust and she began thrusting upward to give herself to him completely. She was wet now and he slid in and out of her easily, his youthful massive rod giving her the stimulation she now so desperately sought. As she and her "guest" began groaning with pleasure and effort, Lynn was determined to make her wedding truly unforgettable. There were a few men and women of color here, but the vast majority were White and so she would, over the course of this long afternoon, receive the reamings she craved. She would be repeatedly raped by White men and women, a slave to be used for their pleasure and then discarded as they rejoined the celebration going on only feet from where they had violated her. The erotic and racial excitement was more than Lynn could take. She orgasmed loudly to the delight of the onlookers. Seconds later her womb was filled with seed, the man's lance quivering again and again as it shot her full of sperm. She knew now why Denise had not wanted her to go off the pill. As the man's grunts subsided, Lynn could feel his sperm seeping deeper within her and fantasized for a brief moment about bearing his child.

But he was soon replaced by another young, muscular man who seemed oblivious to those waiting as he took the time to fondle Lynn, arousing her with his hands and kissing her breasts repeatedly. By the time he finally entered her, the Black woman was well on the way to orgasm. He seemed to delight in bringing Lynn to climax three times before he could hold back not longer and deposited his "gift" within her. He was followed by a middle aged man who kissed Lynn and kept his tongue in her mouth throughout their copulation. Her moans of ecstasy were swallowed up as the two sucked tongues and fluids. Lynn's next "guest" was a young woman who dropped her own skirt and rode Lynn's mouth to orgasm. And so it went. Although Lynn felt an extra tinge of excitement when her partner was White, she was treated several times to the delights of six Black men and a Black woman who chose to have Lynn pleasure her anus instead of vagina. Over the course of the afternoon, Lynn recognized several of the "passengers" from the memorable flight to the island. Each took her in his/her own way. She again played host to the penises of the "hijackers", but their penetrations this time were erotic and enjoyable. Yvette smiled as she straddled Lynn's face.