Donald’s thoughts on the plane ride are embedded in him now. He realizes what Emma has given him and how much he needs her to mesh with him. So, while Emma sleeps some through this trip, he does not, but as the plane descends to its destination, Donald does feel awake.
Arriving at Heathrow Airport, they make it through customs and soon are at their accommodations at the Savory Hotel. Even modernized over the years, it still has all the amenities they are known for the last one hundred years. Checking in and settling in their room, Donald unpacks the bags of things they will need here. As he does, Emma is sitting on the bed, watching him arrange things. In his hand is the hairbrush Emma knows well for its use, and she looks questionably to him.
Donald stands in front of her and says, “Emma. It was mostly in fun for us when you asked me to spank you the other day to remember to be a good wife to me. I think now before we go further, you need to do the same to me, so I remember my responsibilities to you as your husband.” Saying so, he hands Emma the brush.
Emma amazed at what she is hearing, but now understanding immediately the need Donald has. Donald’s willingness to submit to such a level to demonstrate his full and equal commitment to their marriage. Acknowledgment of the bond they have now forged between them.
Outwardly, Emma just takes the brush from Donald’s hand, laying in nearby, then unbuckling his trouser and opening them to fall with his boxers between Donald’s legs. Once exposed this way, Donald bends himself over Emma’s knees to accept what will now happen. His prick, much to his dismay, is reacting already. Before anything happens, it is semi-hard and easy to slide between Emma’s soft thighs as her dress shifts up a bit on her legs.
As Emma rubs and squeezes his ass cheeks preparing for what is to come, Donald’s mind wanders to last night’s revelations, and he so wants to be chastised for his shortcoming over his life. Which when he feels Emma’s hand smacking him the first time, he lets out a groan of acceptance.
SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK.
Emma’s hand lands back and forth over his cheeks. She does not say anything as she continues to hand spank Donald to begin. She knows there is something he is trying to work out, unspoken, right now.
SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK.
Donald is understanding, with guilt, how he has treated people in his past, his shortcomings, and misguided sense of superiority. He has a ways to go, but today, as Emma’s hand comes smacking his ass cheeks over and over, he is taking the first most significant step to evolve into the man he wants to be, the husband he needs to be, for Emma.
Emma stops and rubs Donald’s now very rosy ass, she feels his cock totally at attention between her thighs, so close to her cunt, rubbing up to the softness of her panties. She wiggles her legs against him, holding him close. She hears Donald moan within his crying, and he moves his body to get nearer and nearer to Emma.
Emma picks up the hairbrush now and rubs it around his reddened ass cheeks and thighs before lifting it for the first time to come down soundly in the center of his cheeks. The sudden smack landing over Donald’s crack makes him winch from the encounter.
SMACK, SPANK, SMACK, SPANK, SMACK, SPANK, SMACK, SPANK.
The spanking is cathartic. The releasing of the tears now running down Donald’s face, not from the pain really, but understanding how guilty he has been in so many things. The crying and tears are coming freely from Donald, releasing pent-up emotions, the horrible toxins that he has been holding in for so long.
Every slap to his ass makes him review a different deficit in his character. With each spank, he feels the release from that crime, and the stress related to it leave his body. It is euphoric for him to feel himself being free and forgiven even for his past behavior.
The cleansing crying coming from Donald seems to increase, as the arousal, he feels in his prick escalate also. Emma is a bit unsure about going much longer, but Donald keeps lifting his ass to her each time she slows. Emma comprehends that he still wants, needs, more.
SMACK, SPANK, SMACK, SPANK, SMACK, SPANK, SMACK, SPANK
Donald is starting to feel better about all the flaws he now understands in himself. This spanking was what he so needed, and probably will in the future too when he gets too full of himself. He accepts the final swats to his ass as Emma finishes. Donald feels such a weight lifted off him.
Emma rubs Donald’s red ass gently as he calms himself. She helps him stand and motions for him to lay on the bed with her. Emma slides her panties off. Donald’s cock is so hard, and Emma knows Donald needs that release now also. She has him lay on his side, and she scoots her back up to Donald's chest and her ass against his crotch.
Emma lifts one leg over Donald’s legs and guides his throbbing prick into her wet and waiting twat. She feels Donald trembling member entering her love cave so readily. Emma does most of the moving, but he also does. They soon are at a feverish pace, Donald slamming deeply into her, pressing against her cervix with each stroke. Emma is clutching his cock on each thrust.
Moments later, they both explode. Donald’s semen up in her, Emma’s juices are streaming out of her.
Both pant from the encounter, so happy to be together. As they lie more or less in the same fashion, Donald vows much more to Emma than he did at the wedding. He tells her all about his revelation last night on the plane. Hearing this, Emma turns and pulls Donald to her breasts as she caresses his back, telling him everything with be fine.
It was a moment of total tenderness between them. Emma is nurturing Donald as he needs right now. She pulls to covers up over them, and in minutes Donald is sleeping. Emma smiles as she hears him begin to snore some, which lulls her to sleep.
All things considered, while they did not venture out yet, this is a perfect start to their honeymoon. Both feeling so close to each other than ever before.
~~~
Neither wakes up until dusk. Donald, still laying his head on Emma’s boobs stirs, and it takes a moment for him to remember where they are. There still is a bit of a sting to his ass. Emma did an incredibly good job of chasing his demons away.
Donald feels Emma waking and moves a bit to kiss her as her eyes open. What an extraordinary way to awaken, being kissed by the man she loves. Emma smiles at him, looks around, and asks what time it is?
Donald mumbles, it doesn’t matter right now as he begins to lower his kisses down her neck, to Emma’s shoulders, over her breasts taking time to enjoy and suck on each nipple. Then down over her stomach, running his tongue in patterns as he goes lower and lower. Covering both hips with kisses and then down to licking, kissing, and nibbling on both her inner thighs.
Emma’s breath is getting heavier and heavier, feeling Donald’s attention to her. When he spreads her thighs, sucks on both labia to make them swell and redden, she is starting to moan louder and louder.
Spreading her wider, Emma feels Donald’s tongue lick around her muff in a slow and steady rhythm. His fingers join in on this performance for his private audience. The fingers run behind his tongue as he searches each part of her slit. The fingers find a resting place deep in Emma’s vag where they twitch and turn pressing the sides of her cunt. Donald’s tongue is dancing on the head of Emma’s clit, teasing it to help her climb to a tall, tall peak.
With such attention, it does not take long for Emma to trip the light fantastic crying out in pleasure as her back buckles and her snatch explodes with contraction after contraction. Once he knows Emma has cum, Donald slows and eases himself from her, to hold Emma in his arms until she calms.
Only then does Donald tell her that it is about six o’clock. They have spent their first day in London in bed. But both are feeling much better after sleeping to adjust their inner clocks to the time difference.
Donald calls and reserves a table for eight o’clock at Simpson’s in the Strand, which is well known for their cuisine and next to the hotel. They take a long leisurely bath to enjoy the large tub. Dressed and ready, they leave their room at seven-thirty to enjoy a drink or two at the bar before their dinner. The atmosphere and elegance of the hotel and restaurant thrill Emma and sends tingles through her body, almost as delightful as when Donald touches her in certain ways.
Emma, while amazed at all around her, has been brought up to behave like a lady at all times. Though her eyes check out all around her, Emma remains poised and calm as they make their way to the bar.
While neither really drink gin, as it is the house specialty, they order the special cocktail of the day. As they sip their drinks, they just talk about what they would like to see and do while in London. Donald amused by some of the go-to attractions Emma would like to see. Bt then surprised by some of her other, out of the way, spots she also mentions.
The four-course meal is delicious, and the extraordinary tastes of each dish did take them into a gourmand paradise. The Beef Wellington and Yorkshire Pudding are to die for. Donald and Emma are savoring each bite she takes, looking into each other’s eyes as they fall into the state of seduction by food.
They felt stirring in their loins, pulses running through their bodies, and their tongues alive to welcome each new bite to linger over. Halfway through the meal, Emma could feel her panties are drenched. And Donald realizes his present condition needs to calm before he could even think about standing to leave the restaurant.
It is a wonderful first meal for them to share to start their adventure. Back in their room, even after sleeping half the day, Donald and Emma fall into a deep sleep as soon as their heads hit their pillows that night.
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The days in London pass swiftly, see all the go-to sites. They stay away from tour-guided options, instead of going to the places on their own. Waking on the third day, Emma tells Donald that there is somewhere special she would like to go to that day. So after some fun, as they get ready, they are in front of the hotel climbing in a cab at ten o’clock. Emma hands the driver a paper with the address written on it.
Donald is curious where they are headed as they drive north from the hotel. Emma sits close to him for the short ride to a side street, which the cab driver explains the shop is just down the block from where he stops. Emma thanks him and takes Donald’s hand as she leads him to this shop. In the window are all types of masks.
Some are more Venetian Mask, such as what he and Emma wear when doing broadcasts, others paper mâché full masks. Donald wonders why Emma wants to shop here, but then again, it would be fun to get some different ones to wear when they were live online to hide their identity.
As they go into the shop, which has a wonderful full display of all the types offered, Emma goes to the clerk at the counter and introduces herself and asks to speak with the proprietor. The clerk recognizes Emma’s name immediately as the owner has said to watch out for her coming in. He leads them to a back room, Donald still totally in the dark about what is going on.
An older gentleman greets Emma warmly, and in the conversation that follows, Donald comes to understand that Emma and the owner have been in email conversations for a few weeks. As this goes on, Emma explains to Donald that they had been discussing the establishment making some unique masks for them. Emma was going to send the measurements and such to him. But when she learned where they were going for their honeymoon, Emma had texted the owner they would come in while she and Donald are in London so he could get their dimensions in person.
For the next hour or two, Emma and Donald have molds of their faces and necks made and are shown possible looks they could have. Donald is amazed at the type of masks Emma was requesting. It reminded him of the kind used in the old Mission Impossible television show, where in the end, one of the team would suddenly pull the face of a different character in the show off to reveal it was really them playing the role to allow success.
These masks were so like that. They molded to their faces perfectly, so only their eyes, mouths, and ears were uncovered, and in such a way that it isn’t noticeable where the mask ends and real features take over.
The two honeymooners shift through the possibilities and choose three sets of masks with different hair colors and somewhat altered features. No one, especially over the internet, would recognize that it is them when they broadcast.
The proprietor promises to send the finished masks to their home within a month. Emma and Donald are excited at the prospect that will await them when they get home. They choose a few additional Venetian masks to send with the others. But keep two jeweled and feathers masks to take with them today.
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After realizing it is not too far from the hotel actually, Donald and Emma begin to stroll back to the hotel, both getting aroused about what fun they are going to have with the masks when they get there. But they take their time and go into different shops along the way, buying different things, mostly for Emma.
At a shoe store, Donald shivers with delight at a pair of laced thigh-high boots in the window. He directs Emma inside and into a chair. Donald sits on the stool between her legs and asks to see a pair of the boots in the window in Emma’s size and dark brown. He assures the clerk he can help Emma try them on himself. Lifting one leg and placing the foot on the rest, he winks at Emma as he has her slide the first boot on.
Slowly and deliberately, Donald begins to lace up the boot. Emma joins in on this game and spreads her legs enough that Donald has a perfect view of her panty covered crotch. Donald leans close to her as he ties the boot higher and higher over Emma’s knees, then halfway up her thigh. Donald sees how wet Emma’s panties are soaking as he does. Donald takes his time as he sniffs in Emma's sensual scent. He rubs his fingers around inside of the top of the boot, sending shivers running through Emma’s body at his touch so close.
Before moving his hands, Donald does just brush against Emma’s steaming cunt. She lets out a little moan, which she covers by saying how nice the boot looked.
A repeat for the other leg follows, causing Emma to lean back in the chair and pant a little at Donald’s touch. The clerk is standing nearby and watching this performance between them. He is starting to stiffen from the caressing nature Donald is using to put the boots on.
He moves behind the counter to hide his arousal but does still have a good view of the show going on before him. Now and then, he has been able to catch a glance at Emma’s wet crotch. Both Donald and Emma are aware that the clerk is watching so intensely so as Donald ties the top of the second boot on Emma, Donald presses her dress up some so the clerk can see the top of Emma’s stocking, and a full view as Emma spreads her legs more for a moment.
There is a lot of heavy breathing going on in the shop by the time the second boot is in place. Donald tells Emma to stand and walk in the boots to the rear of the shop and back. As both men look on, Emma remembers the first time Donald’s had her walk in the high heels while he watched from video chat. The boots feel lovely and fit perfectly. The soft leather rubbing against her silk stockings is provocative.
When Emma returns, she stands in front of Donald, he lifts her dress up to show some of her panties, and her garters and stocking tops. He has her turn around a few times, allow the clerk a fantastic view of Emma’s ass and back of boots, not to mention the now soaked front of her panties. Donald would never have done this in other circumstances, but as there is no one else in the shop, he decides to take this game up one final notch.
While the clerk watches, Donald places a spank on each of Emma’s cheeks before lowering her dress. The clerk feels precum dripping from him at the sight.
Donald tells the clerk they will take the boots, Emma will wear them, but could he put her shoes in a bag for her. Emma is blushing a little over what she and Donald just did as Donald pays for the purchase. But there is something so thrilling about allowing someone who cannot touch, only look, watching what Donald is doing to her.
Again Emma's mind wanders back in time, months ago, when Donald displayed his Subject Z to his colleagues at the club that afternoon. Emma is still glad Donald stopped things before they moved to the final level, there was such an incredible rush running through her as all these men, and Connie looked on Donald’s conquest.
Donald and Emma laugh about their antics as they continue to the hotel. When there, they hurry to the room. Donald strips quickly then takes Emma’s dress and panties off. He places the masks on each of them and then has Emma walk around the room for him a couple of times.
He is hardening, which each circle. Donald scrutinizes Emma’s dripping cunt as she walks towards him, and then her wiggling sweet ass as she walks away from him. The leather boots up to her mid-thigh, the tops of her stocking just peeking out, and the fasteners clipped to them and pressing a little against both sides of Emma’s thighs was a treat to observe. Seeing her clipped cunt below the garter increases his desire.
Then, Emma comes to him as he sits on the bed and bends from the waist, her legs apart, and takes Donald’s cock head into her mouth. The view now of Emma’s bent back, and her ass in the air and legs covered in leather adds to the sensation of Emma sucking him. The softness of the feathers on the mask, with the hardness of the jewels, add to this. Fluttering against his mons and stomach.
Emma sucks Donald for a while, taking more and more of his prick into her mouth as she milks his balls. When Donald is hard and ready, she climbs on the bed on her back. Raises and spreads her legs, and Donald is quickly between them, guiding his cock into her awaiting pussy. As he presses his hard-penetrating shaft in, he is aware of Emma’s covered legs wrap around his waist.
The touch of the soft leather as Emma rubs her legs over his back adds to the marvel of fucking Emma. She moves her legs down some, so now the soft leather is rubbing up and down his ass cheeks. Donald is pumping in and out of Emma. They both start heading for that lofty height from which to fall.
Looking into each other’s masked eyes, they move to kiss each other. Then Emma gets to enjoy Donald’s feathered mask flap against her tits as he sucks her nipples some. The addition of the mask as the shag is enticing. Knowing who is behind the mask, but again, a mystery in a way spices up this interchange.
Then Emma moves her legs some more, and somehow she manages to press one of the spike heels of the boots against Donald’s back hole. He lets out a whine as he feels what is happening. And suddenly, one spike is pressing at the top of his crack, and the other now firmly presses up into his booty hole.
This takes Donald over the top, and he cries out as his semen pours out of him and into Emma’s waiting pussy. Her vag clings to him, pumping all the juices from him. She moves her feet, and they are now bent beside each of his thighs.
Donald overcome before Emma reached her peak, moves down between her legs to begin to lick and clean her snatch of their combined fluids. Emma moans deeply as Donald’s tongue runs up and down her slit. Licking up in her vag and then sucking deeply on her clit. Her legs are now over Donald’s shoulders, and he feels them rubbing back and forth over his spine.
Enjoying the feel of the feathers and jewels add to Emma’s excitement. Emma is already so near the conclusion herself from Donald inside her that it does not take too long of lip service. She clenches, arches, and more juices pour out of her for Donald’s enjoyment.
