Rita and Ron

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS -If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.

Rita and Ron

Chapter 9

Ron woke as Rita climbed into his lap. She still had her IV in her arm, but her chest tube was gone as was her gown. She was gloriously naked, and Ron loved her silky skin under his hands as she crawled into his lap. The nurses stood still shocked as Rita preened in Ron's lap, trying to seduce him. She pressed her body against his and she squirmed as his hands roamed over her breasts, belly and pussy.

As much as Ron wanted Rita, this was not the right time and he whispered in her ear, "Baby, you know I love you and want you, but I need you to heal first. Stay in my lap but no making love until the IV is out of your arm. Ok baby?"

Rita looked disappointed but snuggled in his arms and answered, "Yes my master."

When Rita fell asleep in her bed. Ron called Carol and setup an event for the next day.

When Rita woke, Ron was gone but Carol was there. Carol filled Rita in on what was going to happen and they both hugged as happy tears flowed down their cheeks. Carol made sure Rita was free of tubes and helped her dress in the bathroom of their hospital room.

Rita looked at herself in the mirror and realized just how much loving Ron had changed her. She thought she looked younger, more vibrant and even beautiful. Ron's belief in her and his love had her floating on clouds. Gone were the hard-bitten lines of her previous life, with her face exquisitely softened and glowing with loving radiance. She turned and Carol had created something that was spectacular. Rita didn't know what it was originally, but it was floor length with a high choker collar. The choker collar covered almost her entire neck and it opened into a large keyhole that flared from her neck to her shoulders. The keyhole then swooped down in the center leaving the insides of her breasts bare. The cups barely covered her nipples leaving an incredible sexy amount of cleavage.

The dress was held together with snaps on a thin strap below her breasts. Below the strap the dress flared behind her into a small train that dragged the ground. Everything below her breasts was completely bare but nicely framed by the dress. They completed the outfit with a white thong. Rita looked at herself in the dress and thought it was the most elegantly sexy thing she had ever worn. However, she wanted to see if they could get a little more mystery into the dress and they added a sheet of diaphanous silk to the front of the dress. The fabric hid nothing and only seemed to add to Rita's elegant presentation. Everything was white, including her shoes.

Ron walked into their hospital room expecting to see Rita dressed in a gown ready to go to the Chapel. Rita made an entrance from the bathroom and Ron's mouth went dry just before it fell open and his eyes opened wide at the unbelievable vision in front of him.

Rita was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and definitely the sexiest bride. Ron was speechless and he just stared as she walked up to him and put her hand under his chin, closing his mouth.

"Master, you have to stop doing that. You're going to make me think I'm something spectacular," she giggled.

"Oh, my God, Rita, beautiful doesn't even do you justice, baby. You're stunning, gorgeous, radiant, elegant, dazzling and you are just glowing. It's just not fair to all the women in the world that you should look like this. I have one word, baby... WOW! Do a sexy strut for me, baby."

She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him down for a quick kiss. Then she did a stripper strut to the other end of the room and back. The top of the dress was a presentation for gorgeous breasts and the diaphanous fabric Carol had added to the dress only added to the teasing titillation. This was nowhere close to a wedding dress, but damn she looked fine.

"WOW... you look unbelievable, Rita. When I see you like this, I realize that I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you as mine. Not only are you my slave, and my property, but in a few minutes, you're going to be my wife."

Rita came up to him and wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his chest and whispered.

"No, Master. I'm the lucky one. You've shown me love and passion beyond my comprehension and you've taken me as yours. My life has changed into an unbelievable dream since I met you and I love you so very much. You've made me so happy when you collared me, when you claimed me and now even though you don't have to, because you love me, you're going to marry me. Oh Ron, my Master and my love, never in my life have I been this happy. You made me feel beautiful, sexy, desired and loved; you make me feel like a complete woman and now all I want to do is spend the rest of my life loving you."

"Then let me take you to the Chapel and make vows before God and the world that you will forever be mine and I will forever be yours," Ron said. He then gave her a gentle but very emotional kiss and they started walking to the Chapel arm in arm.

Needless to say, the entire congregation had the same reaction to Rita's "Wedding Dress" as Ron did and as he escorted her to the altar, he saw lots of jaws hanging open. Anybody in that room would've given their left arm to be in his position. Any of them would be glad to pay homage to the goddess on his arm.

As they walked down the aisle, Ron looked over at Rita and saw her looking at him with a total and complete look of love plastered on her face. Ron didn't think she had any idea the effect she had on every man in the room, because Rita was only looking at him. She only cared that she was beautiful for Ron. However, every eye in the room followed her, soaking in her spectacularly displayed body.

Because of the small-time window, it was a very short, sweet service. The priest asked if Ron wanted Rita to be his wife and his response was, "Yes, absolutely and forever". When he asked Rita, her response was; "Yes, he will be my Master forever."

Afterwards they signed legal documents formalizing marriage and a lawyer brought up the power of attorney they had previously discussed. They both signed that document as well and then they turned to address the crowd. Ron gazed lovingly into Rita's eyes for a moment before he turned to the crowd and said, "First, I want to thank everyone for coming to this special occasion. Rita is now my wife, but there's one thing I have to do before the ceremony is complete." Ron turned and took a case from Robert, opened it and pulled out the most beautiful silver and ivory collar Rita had ever seen.

Rita's ears began to fill with tears of joy as Ron said, "The thugs that kidnapped and hurt you destroyed the collar I had given you, but now I am replacing it with something as beautiful as you are.'

He placed the collar around her neck and tears rolled down her face as she heard the latch click shut. "Now not only are you my wife but my collared submissive as well."

There was a small reception, lots of hugs and lots of loving emotions. Then both of them had to follow hospital regulations and be wheeled downstairs in wheelchairs. As Rita stood by the car she stripped off her wedding dress and climbed naked into the passenger seat of the car.

As Ron sat in the driver's seat, Rita climbed over the console and sat in his lap. She looked up at him. For a couple of minutes, they communicated with their eyes. All their love and desire for each other was truly obvious. Rita grabbed Ron's hand and slid it over her breast, cupping her breast into his hand. She draped her arms over Ron's head and pulled his mouth to hers. Ron was trying to resist, but after her show in the hospital, his desire for her was difficult to contain. This beautiful, sensuous, wanton woman was too much for his willpower to succeed. Their lips and tongue battled each other for dominance.

Ron's fingers were twisting and pulling on her hard, enflamed nipple. Rita arched her back pushing her breasts harder into his hands, trying to give him more to play with. As he pinched hard on her nipple, Rita abruptly threw her head back trembling and gasping for breath as she moaned, "Oh my God, Oh my God, you're going to make me cum."

Ron switched to the other nipple and began to pull and twist. His mouth was claiming her neck and exposed throat. As he raked his teeth down her sensuously displayed neck, her body convulsed in a new orgasm. Ron's hand abandoned his nipple play. Instead, he slid two fingers between her swollen, weeping pussy lips as his thumb slid over her clit. Rita's small orgasm exploded into a full-blown, gut-wrenching climax. With stomach muscles clenching, her body jack-knifed into Ron's chest where he recaptured her mouth in a predatory kiss.

Ron began to saw his fingers in and out of her incredibly tight pussy, with his thumb caressing her clit on every stroke. Rita was gasping and moaning in his mouth. She continued to convulse as he stretched out her orgasm with his fingers and thumb. Ron spotted a rock-hard nipple that seemed terribly lonely, and his mouth abandoned Rita's lips to latch onto her nipple.

As Ron began to scrape and pull on her nipple with his teeth, Rita's orgasm intensified with her mouth opening and closing in a silent, breathless scream of ecstasy. Once again Rita was buffeted by orgasmic waves slamming into her body. As one would wane, another was right behind it. She could only feel, and it was becoming more difficult to breathe as she felt his fingers stretching her pussy wide open. She had longed for her dream man to stretch her pussy and fill her with his meaty cock. Now she had her dream man filling her pussy with his fingers, and she knew his cock was not far behind.

"Oh God Ron, fill me, make me yours, Oh God, Oh God, I love you," Rita whispered into Ron's ear.

His mouth left her nipple and recaptured her lips in a love affirming kiss. Her dream man really was her dream man. Their kiss ended, but their lips stayed together just barely touching. Then Ron sucked her lower lip into his mouth and gently held it in his mouth for a second. He pulled his fingers from her still spasming pussy and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her quivering body tightly to his. He began to rain soft, tiny kisses all over her face. Rita tilted her face to his, giving herself to him. She closed her eyes and surrendered her face to the seemingly endless supply of kisses he was lavishing on her face.

Rita opened her eyes and looked at him. With that look, Ron knew she would always be his. Rita's eyes conveyed the depth of love that Ron had dreamed about. Her love was complete, selfless, and committed. With that look, Ron knew they were soul mates. This was a redundant statement as Rita passionately whispered, "Ron, I love you with all that I am, and I freely give you my heart and body. I will be yours forever, never denying you anything. Please Ron, take me home and make me your woman again."

Once again, their lips joined in a loving and passionate kiss. When their lips parted with her bound arms still draped over Ron's head, she snuggled deep into his embrace and laid her head on his chest. With this small, intimate gesture, Ron truly knew she would be his forever. Ron started the car and began the 30-minute drive home. During the drive Rita's body would give full body shudders, still displaying the aftershocks of her many orgasms that night. After each shudder, she would moan and whisper his name.

When they got to Ron's penthouse, and he had parked the car in the garage, he had the task of getting Rita out of the car. She had fallen asleep still snuggled against his chest. She looked so beautiful and serene he couldn't disturb her. So, he carefully wiggled his way out of the car door, holding her in his arms, eventually got free of the car, and carried her up to the penthouse. He carried her lightly through the house and into his bedroom, where he laid her gently on his bed, disentangling his head from her arms.

He sat on the bed looking at this incredibly beautiful gift. He felt like the luckiest man in the world. Rita was an incredibly beautiful and focused woman, but now with her love for Ron glowing on her face, she was absolutely radiant. He couldn't help staring at the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and felt his heart ache with the love he was feeling for her. His hand reached out and gently stroked her cheek, and Rita responded by rubbing her face against his hand, moaning his name in her sleep.

Ron covered her with the duvet and stood to walk and try to understand what this woman had done to him. He felt unfulfilled without her, and he needed her so badly; it could almost be classified as a craving. He yearned for her voice, her touches, or even just her presence. Without her, parts of him seemed empty.

He stood and went into the living room and stared out the window imagining her gorgeous face twisted in rapturous, orgasmic ecstasy. He continued to stare out the window trying to get a handle on everything that had happened. He had many women and could have anyone he wanted, but Rita had captured him in a way he never thought possible.

He imagined her tied to his bed with her perfect breasts beckoning him to drive her wild. Her insolent, swollen nipples begged to be touched, tasted, and toyed with. Her ribs created furrows and shadows in her skin before sloping down to her flat, taut belly with her navel pleading for his tongue to play with her. Rita's arms and legs were muscled and beautifully shaped, but they had been stunning as they fought her bonds in the midst of her orgasmic fury.

Rita's mound of Venus lay nestled between her narrow hips and stunning legs, pouting seductively. He relished her taste, loved playing with her sensitive clitoris as he watched her writhe beneath his tongue and wanted more. But more than anything else was her expressive face. Her eyes truly were the key to her soul, and you could see every emotion, desire or thought in her eyes. But her mouth and lips were just as expressive.

He continued to stare out the window trying to get a handle on everything that had happened. Then he felt two soft arms snake around his middle and a tiny body pressed against his back. He quickly twisted in her grasp, pulled her tight against his chest, and kissed the top of her head. He felt her shoulders heaving and his chest getting wet, realizing she must have woken to find him gone and began crying. He sat in the chair pulling her into his lap and ask, "What's wrong my love?"

"Nothing is wrong. For the first time in my life, some things are starting to make sense. The first time I saw you, I felt you in my heart and knew we would be together. I could have been miserable my entire life if we hadn't found each other." She looked at him with tears still swimming in her eyes, wrapped her arms around his, snuggled her face into the crook of his neck whispered, "I love you so very much."

Ron crushed her in his arms and felt a deep ache in his heart with his love for Rita. "Like you, I was drawn to you the first time I saw you on the roof, and I fought with my feelings for you, thinking it was just because you're so beautiful. But with your hands tied behind you, a sub collar around your neck and a leash attached to your collar, you were my fantasy girl come to life."

Rita felt chills go up her body with Ron's profession of love, and she realized the true power and depth of his love for her. She looked up at him and felt her heart jump in her chest, looking at the man she knew she was going to spend her life with. Rita looked into his eyes and smiled, "Take me to bed and make me a complete woman again. Make me your woman and show me the power of our love."

Ron slid his arms underneath Rita's legs and standing back up with her naked in his arms, he carried her back to the bedroom. He stood her on her feet. She looked at him expectantly as she stood there naked, her eyes were pleading with him to take her, ravish her, and make her his.

Ron scooped her up in his arms laying her in the middle of the bed, their eyes never leaving one another's. Ron gently leaned down softly kissing her lips, and when he pulled back from the kiss, he saw flames of passion in her eyes as she whispered, "Tie me to the bed, bind me, and make me feel the power of your love, just like in my dreams and just like when we first made love."

Ron ran to the garage coming back with a length of rope and ran back into the bedroom. As he came to the door, he stopped, stunned speechless in awe of the vision presented to him. Rita had her arms stretched above her head, and with her hair spread beneath, she was so beautiful it took his breath away. Her face had an angelic glow as she looked at him with loving expectation. She was stretched perfectly on the bed, defining every part of her sinfully delicious body.

With her arms above her head, her chest was pulled back, serving up and presenting her perfect breasts with their thrusting and engorged nipples. Her taut, muscled belly was shrunken, leaving a large valley between her hips, leading to the offering of her mouth-watering pussy. Her muscular legs only seemed to draw attention to the swollen, tender and juicy pussy lips that seemed to be in a permanent sulk.

Ron slowly walked to the bed and sat carefully looking into her eyes. "My God baby, do you even realize how incredibly stunning and beautiful you are?" Rita shivered as Ron lightly trailed his hand up her belly and across her breasts. Finally cupping her face, he leaned over and gave her nipple a little lick before he passionately whispered, "I'm going to have to spend the rest of my life savoring this incredible gift that you're offering me. My God Baby, you are incredible."

As Ron looked over at Rita, he could see tears in her eyes. However, they were tears of happiness and joy. When she took her hands from over her head and held them out to him and said, "Please? I've waited all my life for you. Please? I want to be yours."

Ron attached some fleece lined cuffs to her wrists, then began threading rope through the islets on one of the cuffs and wrapped the rope around a couple of slats on his headboard. He threaded it through the islet on the other cuff. He pulled, stretching her arms wide above her head before he finally tied off the rope.

Ron leaned over, nibbled on Rita's bottom lip, and said, "You are mine, and you will always be mine."

As Ron started to pull back from her lips, Rita threw her head forward and captured his lips, continuing to devour them in a soul searing kiss. As they both poured their passion into each other's mouths, Ron slid his hand down her taut, silky body, sliding his finger through her swollen pussy lips and into her slick, tight pussy. Rita's whole body quivered with her back arching off the bed. As she broke the kiss and threw her head back, she moaned lustily, "Oh God, Oh God Ron!"

Ron moved down to her nipple and sucked it into his mouth. As his finger began to slide in and out of her swollen slot, he continued to suck and nibble on her thrusting nipple. Rita's whole body was trembling with the dual assault, she was gasping for breaths as she felt Ron passionately taking control of her body. Then suddenly he was gone! Rita swiveled her lust clouded eyes towards Ron to see what happened and saw him madly stripping off his clothes.