A proposal

The two of you continued on, following a trail deeper into the woods surrounding the house. It’s a nice bit of land, and even has a lake on the property. You make small talk as you go, asking about each other’s interests and passions.

“I’d love to get a doctorate in psychology some day” she says, about a mile into your hike “but I also love this place too much to leave.”

“I think I do too” you tell her “and with myself taking over the family business I don’t think I’ll be doing much leaving anyway. Actually, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m my parents only child and my uncle isn’t having children any time soon, so I would eventually need to get married and have children to pass on the family business when I eventually retire. And since I won’t be leaving the compound then I’d need to find someone here. Someone dependable, smart, and sexy. Someone like you.”

“Sir? …are you asking me what I think you are?” She says, in the tone of voice of someone who is hoping the answer is ’yes’.

You take her in your arms, your naked bodies close as you stand by the lake.

“I am.” You say “Not immediately, but you are the person best suited here to be my wife, and in time if we can make it work I want to rule all of this together.”

“Would I still be a ****?”

“Do you want to be?”

She pauses, unsure.

“I’d like to be *your* ****. You can fuck me, punish me, share me, and do anything else you want with me, but only you hold my leash. Nobody else.”

“Agreed. Now get on your knees and open your mouth for me.”

You fucked her face by the lake, the juices of the girl you fucked together still on your cock as she sucked it. The setting sun cast everything in a golden hue as you painted her face with your cum, which you forbade her from wiping off. If she wanted to be your personal **** she would wear your cum with pride, and she did.

You informed your uncle of your decision upon your return that night, and you and Emma went upstairs to bed.