Looking into her wet messy face, his still erect cock harden impossibly, and he dragged her through the crowded dungeon to the stocks and placed her head and arms securely into the padded holes then kicked her feet apart. His belt whistled through the loops of his jeans and immediately cracked against her ass. Kicking off his jeans and freeing his cock entirely he used the belt twice more while lubing his cock.He eased his cock into her ass slowly, while he enjoyed her pain he didn't want to damage her beyond repair. Once fully embedded he gave a few slow thrusts before leaning forward to unclamp her nipples and begin to fuck her hard. Turned on by the sight and sounds she made he held tightly to her hips and fucked her hard so she would feel it for the rest of the day along with the bright red welts across the cheeks of her ass.
As he felt his climax approaching he curled a hand around her hip and teased her bruised and swollen clit to bring her to climax as he withdrew and emptied his cum all over her back and ass. Perfect he muttered as he flipped open the cross bar on the stocks and let her collapse to the floor with him.
They lay there for some time before he groaned and got to his feet pulling her up beside him. "You are so beautiful like this," he ran a finger over a wet track on her cheek. "You are the most amazing woman I have ever known. You are every inch as much a lady as you are a needy slut and I adore you." He smiled softly his hands gently gliding over her breasts. "While I think you look delectable like this, I am not sure the greater public is ready for this look just yet," he grinned. "Go up and shower, I will clean up and be up there in a minute," he smiled.
"Thank you, my lord," Bella said softly and started up the winding staircase filled with the pleasure of being his for now and always.
"We have a lot of distance to cover today so you will need to be faster than that," he said catching up to her as she reached the upper level of his bedroom and bathroom and smacking her ass.
*****
"Why are we here again?" Bella asked pulling into her parent's driveway. They had arrived back from their trip a few days before to support her at the memorial for Mel.
"I forgot to give your father back his keys," Stephen said easily. "Don't worry so much I am hardly going to tell them I have collared their daughter and plan to use her as my personal sex slave," He chuckled at the wide-eyed expression she turned on him.
"Bella baby," Rosie came bustling out of the house opening her arms before Bella could even get out of the car. "It's so good to see you I know we just saw you but it feels like too long already. Have you eaten, it's passed lunch time?" she barely paused before answering her question. "No, of course, you haven't come inside I have made something nice for lunch," she wrapped her arm around Bella's waist taking her inside. "You too Stephen, a big man like you, needs to eat," she said decisively.
"Let the man get out of the car first Rosie," Joe chided her and offered Stephen, his hand. "Good to see you again. Unexpected but good," he tilted his head in an inquiring way.
"We can talk after lunch," Stephen said easily. "Oh and I forgot to return your keys to you, they came in handy, thank you."
"Hang on to them, it's good to know there is a spare set where Bella can find them if she needs," Joe waved away the keys. He liked Stephen and trusted him to do the right thing with both the keys and his daughter. "I just got a new toy for the shed. I don't suppose you'd have the time to look it over with me after lunch?" Joe invited hopefully.
"Maybe just a quick look," Stephen chuckled, "We are just doing a flying visit that happily coincided with lunch. I'm starving," he said as he entered the kitchen much to Rosie's delight.
They chatted about the trip to Italy and Bella's business as Rosie fed them with oversized portions of lasagne. Once they had finished eating Rosie began clearing the table, and Stephen stopped her clearing his throat nervously.
"If you could leave that for just a moment, please Rosie," again he cleared his throat.
Bella had never seen Stephen nervous before or heard him clear his throat in such a way. He was always quietly confident in everything he did, and she looked at him curiously while her mother sat back down at the table.
"Bella has given me a reason to believe, hope might be a better word, that she would accept a proposal from me, and I would like to ask your blessing," he cleared his through again. "What I mean to say, Joe, is could I please have your daughters hand in marriage," he placed a small ring sized box on the table.
Joe looked at his daughter, surprise and shock written all over her face. "Bella," he said and when she didn't turn to look at him, he tried again. "Bella?" he touched her arm lightly, and she turned her stunned look on him. "is this something you want?"
Bella nodded having no words. This was the last thing she had expected today, girls like her didn't get married they got collared, she was speechless. "I do, I really think I do," she said breathlessly.
"That's good enough for me," Joe said leaning back in his chair happily, "What do you think Rosie?"
"Oh," she dabbed at her eyes emotionally. "My baby's getting married," she waved her hands as if to fan herself.
Clearing his throat yet again, Stephen stood and moved around the table to where Bella sat and turned her chair to face him. Getting down on one knee he looked into her eyes and asked softly, "Bella Lucia Biancotti, will you marry me?" He opened the small box he held displaying a beautiful diamond engagement ring.
"I never dreamed... I didn't think... Yes," she said finally through her swirling emotions. "Yes, I will marry you." Stephen wrapped his arms around her and kissed her softly.
"Oh Joe," Rosie sobbed dabbing at her eyes with a napkin, "he's such a nice boy."
"This will be the only time you find me on my knees at your feet," Stephen murmured into her ear making her giggle.
"We'll have the engagement party here just like we did with our anniversary," Rosie said excitedly. "You men go and tinker with that silly car and Bella and I can work out the details," she shooed the men out to the shed and asked Bella to help her clear the table.
"Don't get carried away my love, I am sure they have their friends and Stephen's family to consider, and we are a long way from the city," Joe warned in a stern voice.
"I thought that the old abbey down near Sanctuary Cove might be a good spot for the wedding, but it would work for an engagement party if you have your heart set on one," Stephen suggested smiling at Rosie.
"I know the place, it was a bit run down the last time I went past it, a few years ago now," Joe frowned trying to remember something important about the Abbey.
"Its undergoing big renovations, I believe that its main drawcard will be to host weddings and the like, it's quite beautiful down there looking over the cliffs, especially at sunset," Stephen tried to allay Joe's worries. "Why don't you drive down and have a look sometime."
"Sure I'll contact the owner, see if he minds," Joe agreed still trying to remember why the abbey seemed so familiar.
"No need just give me a call, I'm available most days to show you around the abbey," Stephen said helpfully.
"Ah yes, that's it, I forgot, the Abbey of the Cove or the Brotherhood of the Cove," he rubbed his head still suffering from jet lag days after the big flight home. "Bella isn't that where...," he bit off he words realising too late the connection between the abbey and the charity Bella wanted to support anonymously. "Right," he nodded as it all came back to him a fraction too late, "You own that place don't you? I'm sorry still suffering a bit of jet lag I'm afraid," Joe tried to recover from his gaffe.
"I see," Stephen said looking at Bella with a raised eyebrow.
"Vince left me so much, and I didn't want or need it, so I had Dad make donations to several charities I knew did good work," she said quietly. "He looked into each one and made the donations anonymously so that I was wasn't pursued for further donations by all of the charities I chose. Yours was one of them." She admitted honestly.
"In that case I would be doubly interested in having you come down and look around at the work we do there," Stephen wasn't sure how he felt about the fact that she had not told him about this earlier and possibly wouldn't have if Joe had not accidently mentioned it. "I am there most mornings or Bella and I often travel down on the weekends if that is easier for you," he added.
"Not this weekend," Bella added quickly seeing her mother about to seize on the opportunity to see more of her daughter. "We have booked you into that hotel you stayed in the last time Stephen invited you to the city."
"Oh I thought we would stay with you again like last time," Rosie said crestfallen. "You will need us close on such a sad occasion." She closed the distance between them hugging Bella to her.
"Now, now, my love," Joe said sternly, "She has someone who loves her to look after her when it is over. It is enough that we will be there."
"I will be fine Mum," Bella smiled at the familiar phrase her father used often on her emotional mother and felt her mother disengage the crushing embrace. "I am expected to attend a private wake after the memorial held by some of his business associates, and I don't want you cooped up in my apartment with nothing to do but clean out my closet or something."
"We had a very romantic evening the last time we stayed in that hotel," Joe winked at his wife who giggled and blushed.
"Go on to the shed, then you two and let us clean up this mess," Rosie began picking up plates from the table her flushed face reminding Stephen of Bella's constant blushing and making him smile with affection for the older woman.
"You're a lucky man Joe," Stephen clapped him on the shoulder, "I can see where Bella gets her beauty from."
"Funny, I was about to tell you how lucky you were," Joe laughed and led the way to his shed.