Chapter 4

The one game of volleyball turned into a few, most of which Christina and Veronica won, so they got to be “in charge” for the rest of the day. It was mostly a gag or joke of sorts, and everyone seemed to play it off as such. It affected what was selected for supper, but Christina and Veronica still cooked it: chicken penne with a garlic, mozzarella, and white wine sauce. It affected what TV programs were watched that night, but precious little else, beyond a few silly jokes and a little teasing from the “bosses” that day. They certainly didn’t humiliate Abel or cross any lines, of course. Only when the girls were ready for bedtime did the full impact of Christina’s victory reveal itself.

“Don’t worry too much, dear. You’ll have plenty of chances to be in command. But I did win today, though not without help from sweet Roni. I wonder what she would think of this last consequence. I just figured that I would cash in on my triumph for some fun and games of a more adult nature,” Christina told her fiance with a wicked grin on her face, as she tied him to the bedposts with some bathrobe belts ... you know, the furry kind ... easily escaped, more there as a symbol of bondage and trust than as a real restraint.

“Oh, and pray tell, Miss, what plans do you have for your captive?” Abel laughed, but Christina put her finger to his lips.

“Do I have to gag you, dear? Okay, how about this for a gag? You liked the smell so much earlier, after all, my love,” Mrs. Montini taunted Abel as she gagged him with her panties.

Once Abel was bound and gagged, Christina brought out her accessories, starting with a razor and shaving cream, which she slowly applied to his pubic hair so she could shave it all off. He was a little nervous, but Christina had shaved her own bush plenty of times and avoided nicking herself, and she had even done so to Ramon every time he got back from a deployment or weekend or summer of duty with the National Guard to his civilian life and job. It was a nice way to pamper him and relax him, in fact, surprising as that may have sounded to some.

When Christina started to shave off Abel’s taint and butt hair, it was a bit ticklish for him, but he did his best not to laugh, for obvious reasons. She had her motives for wanting him smooth down there and she also wanted to prove that she could be trusted. Once he was hairless to that extent, she wiped away the stray hairs with a wet washcloth and began to orally pleasure her fiance in ways that he had not fully anticipated or imagined before this. She used her tongue to truly excite and service her lover to the extent that he found himself fighting hard not to come just yet.

“Oh, dear, don’t resist ... just come all over me. I want your come on my face, my lips, my tongue, and yes, in my mouth and throat. Hell, splatter my hair with your spunk if you wish! Just let the juice loose, honey. This isn’t just about me dominating you tonight. It’s also about me pleasuring you and showing you that you can trust me, babe. Just relax, release your few remaining hang-ups, and let yourself have a good time! I won’t be offended ... No, I’ll be flattered!” Christina reassured her lover, smiling as she saw and felt the goosebumps on his flesh.

Abel couldn’t help but groan, grunt, and then cum all over all Christina’s face, lips, neck, and even top of her bosom, much to her delight. Licking up what jizz she could, Christina then licked the opening of his cock head to catch any lingering cum there, too. Abel shivered again as he felt her tongue right there. He also slumped for a moment, resting for just a breather before his new girlfriend ungagged him to kiss him with incredible passion. He didn’t care that she was smothered in his cum ... the affection and desire for him were real and he was truly impressed with them, so he kissed her back with a vengeance. When she untied him and lay on top of him, he just stayed put and let her rest her head on his chest for what was meant to just be a sweet moment there.

“See, lover ... you can always trust me. I will never harm you. I will always seek to please you, even when I’m in control,” Christina whispered to Abel as she lay in his arms.

They awoke much later, having been drained by their long, exhausting day. Christina realized quickly that she had to pee, as did Abel, and they both had his cum all over their faces, bosoms, hair, and everything above the sternum. They were sweaty, too, and so it was a foregone conclusion that they both needed a shower. Both headed to the master bathroom, holding hands, before Christina turned on the shower jets and got the towels ready. They were each quite eager to piss, but Christina took things in a daring direction by peeing directly on Abel, who retaliated with watersports of his own.

“Sorry, honey ... it was an impulse, and my bladder really was full. You got me back, though, and I must confess that I enjoyed seeing our piss slide down our legs. Can we do that some more in the future, or is that too gross for you? I like the naughtiness and raunchiness of it, plus the intimacy of seeing our pee flow together off our flesh and down the drain. Thankfully, we can wash it off, as we shall,” Christina apologized, in case she had taken things too far for her beloved Abel ... this was a bit bolder than her usual stuff, after all.

“Actually, it was rather hot! I never imagined something like that before, but, hey, we can clean it up, as you say, and feeling your piss on me ... seeing my piss on you ... somehow, it felt as if we were marking our territory, if you will. Not in the monogamous sense, of course, but a private understanding between us that we belong to each other. We’re more than just roommates now, aren’t we?” Abel replied with a smile as he washed the pee off Christina’s flesh and she cleaned up his skin.

“Yes, I think that we are lovers. We’re soulmates. We will be husband and wife ... and it’s safe to say that Veronica was right. I am your girlfriend now. You are my boyfriend ... and we are engaged, too, so that makes me your fiancee, you my fiance as well. We belong together, and it’s fitting that, as much as we share, that we find ways to bond to renew that intimacy between us. I belong to you, Abel, and you belong to me. I will gladly go out of my way to please you, will share you, let you share me, work to control any jealousy that I might feel now and then, and do whatever it takes to make you happy. I know that you will return the favor, too.