Chapter 23: More Steps in Coming Out

“So, which one of you will be wearing the wedding dress?”

Eve’s question caught the two of so off-guard that my mouth really did drop open, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see that Dani’s had done the same thing. I turned my head to look at her as I swallowed with a loud gulp. She turned to look at me at the same time. I heard someone laughing and then realized that it was Eve, hugely amused by our antics.

“You two both look so cute and so stupid. The expressions on your faces are priceless.”

Dani recovered first, and said, “We ... we have never even talked about that, Mistress. We’ve just talked about becoming equals, and now we’re officially engaged. We know we’re getting married, but we’ve never talked about the details.”

“Well, I guess you’ll have to have the talk, now. Unless you plan to just go to the courthouse in a t-shirt and shorts and have the judge marry you.” When she got no reaction from either of us, she continued, “I’m not suggesting you go for some overblown gala, but I would like to see you have something that would at least be meaningful to the two of you, and maybe a little memorable.”

I reached out to take Dani’s hand in mine, and squeezed it firmly, letting her know I was with her. To Eve, I said, “Mistress, you’ve given us something to really think about. I’m pretty sure we’ll come up with something. I know I don’t want to just get married in the courthouse in my jeans, but I also don’t think I want a big splashy wedding. I want my friends there, and I want it to be fun. I’d probably like to dress up, but I don’t think I’ll be wearing a big poufy white dress, either.”

I moved closer to Dani so I could feel her beside me as I spoke. “All I really want is for us to be together forever. I know we’re not what you’d call a normal couple, and we certainly didn’t meet in a normal way, but I love her with all my heart and I’m pretty sure she feels the same way about me.”

My words seemed to rouse Dani out of her fugue state. I felt her let go of my hand, but her arm came up around my shoulders and she pulled me tightly to her. Quietly, she said, “I am so going to spank your ass for making it sound like you doubt that I love you. I think we need to trade in the wedding rings for a set of handcuffs so you can never get away from me.”

A wave of joy swept over me at her words, and I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my lips as I said, “Yes, Mistress. As you wish, Mistress. I love you too, Mistress.” I punctuated the goofy sounds with an equally goofy, cross-eyed look, and Dani finally started laughing at my antics. I sealed my statements by leaning in and kissing her on the cheek.

“Well, I guess the two of you have things to talk about, but you better get it all ironed out before you pick a date. That’s the next big decision you need to make. It’s not just a question of how you’re getting married, but when.” Eve was still chuckling at the two of us as she spoke, but I could see it was being done with love. “Congratulations! Now go figure out your plans.”

Dani nodded at Eve, then took my hand and pulled me away. We ended up sitting at the bar with a glass of wine. After a moment of quiet, Dani slowly said, “You’re kind of more feminine than me. I’m more of a tomboy, and almost masculine in some of the things I do and the way I act. You had a more normal upbringing, and I had to fight for a lot of things, so that made me harder and a little meaner.”

I was a little worried about where this near-confession was heading, so I reached out to hold one of Dani’s hands and squeeze it. I didn’t want to interrupt her, but I did look at her questioningly, with one raised eyebrow.

She paused to take a sip of her wine, and squeezed my hand, then said, “What I’m trying to say is that you likely had daydreams about getting married and what your wedding would be like. I want to make those dreams come true. What you want is what matters to me. I just want to get married, regardless of how it’s done.”

I was still in a somewhat goofy mood. This whole day, buying the rings, putting them on, being officially engaged, had just spun me sideways and I didn’t want it to end. I could tell that Dani was being serious, and if I were still her slave, I’d being risking a couple of punishment strokes, but I just couldn’t help myself. “If you’re planning to cut your hair and grow a beard and put on a tux, then you’d look like the Ken version of the groom to go along with the Barbie doll I used as a bride when I was little.” I saw her jaw clench, and I put a hand up to the side of her face. “I can see you biting your tongue. Go ahead, say it: ‘That’s one.’”

I moved my hand behind her head and pulled the two of us together. “I know you’re trying to be serious, and I will be, soon. But today, being with you, getting our rings, I’m just too happy to care about anything else. I love you, Dani. That’s all that matters.” I closed the distance and kissed her softly on the lips, and I actually felt her jaw relax as her lips moved against mine.

We stayed locked like that for a long moment, then slowly separated. Dani looked me in the eye, trying to stay serious, but I could see crinkles in the corners of her eyes as she fought to keep from smiling. “That count of spankings is adding up.”

I gave her another stupid grin and asked, “Do you want to take me in the next room and whip me again? It would be just like our first date.”

This time, Dani actually burst out laughing and reached out to cup the side of my face. “If that’s what you consider a date, you must have been a real terror in high school.”

“Well, face it. That was a truly strange and long day, but it is the day we both fell in love with each other, even though neither of us could deal with it for a few days after that.”

“And we both got whipped for our troubles.”

My face clouded up at that remark, remembering how hard Eve had whipped Dani, and how much pain she must have been in. “I am so sorry you had to suffer that. When I saw what you looked like...”

She grabbed both of my hands. “Stop! That was not your fault. It was all my fault. I was being a bitch to everyone, and I deserved what I got for mouthing off to Eve. I wasn’t willing to admit to myself that I had fallen for you. I was always the tough guy and you ... you just got to me in ways I had never experienced. No one had ever pierced my armour. I had never let anyone else in until you. And I still find it hard to believe that I haven’t driven you away, even after the way I treated you.”

There were tears rolling down Dani’s beautiful face, clouding those marvelous violet eyes. I took her face in my hands, forcing her to look into my eyes, finally being completely serious. “Listen to me! I asked for everything you did to me. I wanted to know what being a slave was all about. You showed me, but you never hurt me, you never made me feel like trash. You were always there to comfort me, especially after the episode with the snake. And now, there’s you and me, forever. I want us together. I almost wish we could share the same skin so we will never be apart. I don’t want to spend a day without you for the rest of our lives. I love you, Dani, regardless of how many times you might want to spank me.” I stuck my tongue out, then added, “Or how many times I might let you spank me, as long as it has a happy ending.” I pulled her in and kissed her hard, punctuating my diatribe.

When we finally pulled back a little from each other Dani said, “So, we still have to answer Eve’s questions. When, how, and where?”

I thought for a second, then slowly started to answer. “I think the when will depend on where and when we can get the where.” I giggled at Dani’s befuddled expression, then explained. “Obviously, we need a venue, and those are often booked up for quite a while, so we may have to wait on picking a date until we’ve picked a place, and know when it will be available. I think we need to pick the place first.”

“Okay, that sort of deals with when and where, what about the how?”

“I’m not sure I know quite what you mean by ‘how’?”

“I guess that kind of falls into the ‘which one of us will wear the dress’ category. How formal should we make it? Will it be the wedding of your dreams—the Barbie and Ken version—or something a little smaller and less fancy?”

I put a hand to the side of Dani’s face, and she turned to kiss my palm. I was feeling very emotional as I thought about the kind of wedding I wanted. I knew in my soul that all I really cared about was having Dani beside me. Finally, I looked her in the eye and quietly started to speak.

“All I really care about is having you beside me, holding our hands as we say our vows to each other and exchange wedding rings. I would like to make it formal enough that we remember it. But do I want to wear a fancy wedding dress? I don’t really know. Do I want to see you in a tux, or maybe a black wedding dress? I don’t know that either, and I don’t know what you feel about the whole thing.” I could feel my nose and eyes crinkling as I looked at Dani a little goofily. “How do you feel about the whole thing?”

Dani sat back and didn’t say anything for a moment. Finally, she shook her head and took a breath, then reached for my hand. “I never really thought about it. After my parents died, and I ended up in pretty horrible situations, my main goal was to survive and I never thought about my future. Even after Eve rescued me, and trained me and gave me an education, I just thought about serving her. After I knew that I was gay, I just figured I wouldn’t be getting married since it was pretty much against the law. And, of course, being a slave and a dominant tends to preclude thinking about houses in the suburbs with white picket fences.” She smiled a little ruefully at that point and I squeezed her hand again.

“Well, you may still be a dominant, and I assume that being a popular cocksucker in university hasn’t made you want men in your life, but I’m here now, I’m not going away, and it is now legal for the two of us to get married.”

“That last part’s true, but you know that we’ll likely run into people like that jewelry store bitch. People who won’t want anything to do with us because we’re gay.”

I crossed my eyes as I looked at her. “But I’m not gay. I’m straight. I’m just in love with a dominant lesbian who forces me to eat pussy all the time. She’s mean and cruel makes me scream when I’m in bed with her.”

Dani actually started giggling at my antics and pulled me into a hug. “I’ll make you scream. I’ve got a certain little friend I can use to help me.”

“Ah yes. I know that little friend quite well. You haven’t been raped until it gets carried out by a mean girl with a monster plastic cock.”

“Raped? I seem to recall a certain someone who forcibly impaled herself on that cock and wrapped her legs around me in the process. Some rape that would seem to be.”

I was laughing gleefully as I grabbed her and kissed her hard. “If you play your cards right you might even get to rape me with your little friend sometime soon.”

“Horny are we? All this talk about weddings turning you on? Craving a cock in that greedy little pussy?”

I was still laughing as I wrapped her in a big hug. I kissed her ear and said, “I am always horny for you. Straight or not, I’ve got it bad for you and I want nothing more than to be with you, in bed or out of it.”

My clowning around was keeping Dani laughing, and I was glad to see that. She had seemed so down even moments ago and all I ever wanted was her happiness. Finally, I stopped giggling, and trying to be serious, said, “Why don’t we push it aside for a day or two. Let’s just think about what we really want, or what we feel like, and see what kind of ideas we come up with. Instead of stressing about it, let’s just table the whole thing and then get together and talk about it sometime later this week.”

It was Dani’s turn to give me a goofy grin. “You sound like a typical business woman.” I stuck my tongue out at her, but she went on, “What you say actually makes sense. I think we’re too wound up in it right now and we’ll just stress each other out. Let’s just bask in the glow of being engaged, since that means we’ve dealt with the first major hurdle. The rest of it can just fall in line later.”

“Well said, Mistress mine.” She gave me a stern look, causing me to get giggly again, but I bit my tongue to stop it. “How about something to eat? I’m starved.”

She pulled a couple of menus over and we ordered some food from the kitchen, indulging in quiet discussion and mutually declaring that wedding planning was not up for discussion while we ate. After the food arrived, she did hit me with one dilemma. “When are you going to tell your parents about us? Or have you?”

I dropped my fork on my plate. I was in the middle of chewing a really nice piece of steak and I nearly choked on it when Dani asked the question. I finally managed to swallow it, but it felt like a cold lump in my stomach. When I looked at her, she could probably see the look of dread on my face. “Oh, shit!”

“Oops. I’m sorry I asked.”

“I think I’m suddenly losing my appetite.”

Her hand covered mine as she said. “Eat. Whatever the issue might be, you need to eat and you’ll feel better. We’ll talk about it later.” She put my fork back in my hand and pointed at my plate. There really was a nice steak sitting there, perfectly cooked, and I finally willed myself to cut, chew, and swallow until it was gone.

When I had pushed the plate away, now feeling full, and much better, Dani took my hand and asked, “So, your parents? From your reaction, they have no idea what you’ve become.”

I took a big swallow of wine. “My Dad is kind of real old school. He didn’t even want me to move out until I was married. We had a big fight when I took the job that I had ... the one I got laid off from. He couldn’t accept a single woman living alone, making her own way in the world. I know my Mom worked on him for quite a while, and he finally started talking to me again. When I got laid off and started my new job, he was kind of ‘I told you so’ until I convinced him that it had all worked out even better for me.”