The Bride's Secret

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The gender of the player and the gender of the character bears no relation to the other. If you are male playing a female, a female playing a male or a wolf playing a sheep, it will have no bearing at all to my willingness to write/roleplay with you.






Before we get to the story concept, let me say that I have very little experience playing a dom, and this concept is meant to be a way for me to gain a little experience with the idea. Having said that, I'm looking for an actual relationship between the characters as opposed to just smut and what passes for discipline in the few D/S stories that I've attempted. The dynamic between the heroine and the two men in her life will be a significant portion of the long term story and how each man interacts with her is the second focal point. It's more than D/S or M/S, but, I hope, a complicated and deep story about love, faithfulness and trying to bridge two worlds. If you're interested in the general idea, but not the specifics, I'm happy to work with someone to come up with something that'll fit the bill, but some extreme elements should be expected.






The Bride's Secret


They were newlyweds; just 4 months out from their wedding day when Emily sat down with her new husband and met his eyes, "Honey... I need to talk to you about... something." she started out slowly, hesitantly; as if she were crossing a dark room.

Rob gave her a concerned look as he took her hand, "What's wrong Baby? Surely it can't be all that bad." he said in a reassuring tone.

Emily closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "There's something that you don't know about me Rob... something in my past that I thought was locked away forever." She opened her eyes and looked into the eyes of the man that she loved, "Another man owns me." she said in a quick exhalation of air... maybe if she got it out, it wouldn't hurt as much; like yanking a band-aid off... Nope, still hurt like hell.

Rob was confused and it showed in his eyes, "I don't understand...Owns you?"

Her eyes dropped to look at the floor, her cheeks reddening in shame, "When I was 18, I met someone... he was older, charming...intelligent... and I... became involved with him." She bit her lower lip and sighed, "I signed a contract and became his slave." She forced herself to look up again and met his eyes as a tear rolled down her cheek, " when I went off to university, I thought that it was over... a little adventure that I would look back on and say, 'Gee, was I crazy!' but when I came home for vacation or holidays, he was always there." She sniffled softly and another tear ran down her cheek, "Then, I met you and I told him that I was in love, that I couldn't do it anymore... he told me that I was free to love anyone that I wished to."

Rob gave her a confused, concerned expression, "That's in the past Darling, it's not important."

Emily shook her head in abject sorrow, "No, it's not Rob... Master found me this morning... He has... demanded that I return to him.... I can't disobey or we- my family will suffer, Honey... I love you Rob, but I can't refuse... He could destroy our marriage, ruin all of our lives, Baby.".

His rage built faster than his eyebrows could slam down in anger, "That's horseshit, we'll call the cops, charge him with something-"

Emily shook her head more frantically, fear flowing across her features with a rush of color, "No Rob. He has... information about me- us. Master- he'll hurt us in ways that you couldn't understand." She covered her face with her hands, "I have to go to him... He requires my presence every weekend... you can have me the rest of the time... if you want a weekend, then he takes 4 days during the week." She was openly crying by that point, "Master is a very powerful man and he can take everything from us."

Rob shook his head slowly in shock, "What will he make you do?"

"Whatever he wants Honey.... anything he wants." she whispered, as if he might hear her even then.

"But-"

Emily touched his lips with a fingertip, "You don't want to know what I've had to do, Sweetheart... please trust me. The old agreement stands. He won't try to make any alterations to my body, but he can do with it as he wills... I'm sorry Honey." she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his shoulder, "Please don't hate me!" she begged through broken sobs.
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