Her Majesty’s Court

I awoke from my slumber to a deep feeling of pleasure. My husband Rayshon was busy entangling his tongue into my lower set of lips. Lately he’s been way more passionate in bed and with me. I’d like to attribute it to his deep love for me, but in reality it’s because we have expanded our businesses to the whole country. This man could care less about me as a person, I just so happened to be a good look for his family. Nonetheless I took this passion and used it to my advantage. While we may have been married off because of business, I could say that I genuinely loved this man. While he may not have always shown me, he is a deeply compassionate person. He was the type of man to give you the clothes off of his back if you needed them. He spent what little free time he had volunteering at children’s shelters. He worked hard and employed ex cons at a few of his businesses to help them get back into the workforce. And that’s just the light stuff. He truly was a ray of sunshine. Or at least that was the persona he displayed in the daylight. In the dark on the other hand, he was a completely different person. Ruthless and cutthroat was a daily demeanor inside of our secondary mode of business. And don’t get me wrong he wasn’t scary in the slightest. At least not to me. I’ve never been scared of any man, not even my own father. And I’ll dare one to ever think about raising his hand to me if he ever wants to keep it. But back to the topic at hand Rayshon has seemed to get his fill of tasting me and by the way he is groaning I know what’s next. I lift my leg that was resting on his back to pull him in closer. Kissing the my essence off of his lips and tongue. To say he doesn’t really care about me being his wife he sure does kiss me deeply. “Baby please. Just put it in. I can’t take the anticipation anymore. Give it to me daddy.” I sigh as he finally obliges my pleas. I am soon filled with his length. I don’t ever think I’ll get used to his size. All I know is that I feel the heat rising in my core. And at any moment I think I may explode from pleasure. Rayshon has soon picked me up, pulling my body tight to his and he pounds me deep and hard. Making me scream his name. I tell him I can’t hold on much longer, begging him to allow me release. Just when I think he’ll let up, he wraps his hand around my throat squeezing ever so gently. All this pleasure has my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I can’t take much more finally releasing my pent up frustration all over myself, Rayshon and our bed. Soon after me he releases himself inside of my womb. Letting out an almost animalistic growl. Shortly thereafter collapsing on top of me. He then runs his fingers through my hair as he kisses my lips. Trailing from there to my jaw, then down to my neck and chest. Telling me how beautiful I am and how much he loves me. He soon gets up and walks to our bathroom, there I can hear the faucet of our tub running. The scent of peppermint and citrus filling the air. He walks back into our room and removes the covers over me. Lifting me into his arms as he carries me into our bathroom. Gently setting me into the warm waters that fill the new tub. He soon climbs in behind me, pulling me into his chest. I hadn’t noticed these candles were lit before. He begins unbraiding my hair, something he has never done before, claiming that my crown is sacred. Taking his time he wets my hair thoroughly before grabbing my favorite shampoo. He starts to wash my hair and my god do his fingers feel magnificent on my scalp. I have no clue what’s gotten into him, but I’m not complaining in the slightest. I can’t help it but my eyes force themselves closed. Relaxing into his chest I allow him to work his magic. Next I feel his hands once more on my body this time washing every inch. He kisses my shoulder as he whispers in my ear the things he will do to me. I tell him whatever he desires he can have, turning around to kiss his full lips. Just as I’m starting to relax this blaring sound breaks me from thoughts. I roll over to find that it’s my phone’s alarm. I turn it off, tossing my phone to the side. I look over to my left to see Rayshon fast asleep. I look down noticing I’m still in the same clothing I put on last night. So it was all just a damn dream. I groan in frustration. Just when I thought that maybe just maybe, he’d decided that he’d like to touch me. I shove that thought to the back of my mind. I don’t have time to dwell on the little things. I have business to attend to. I climb out of bed and head into our bathroom. Brushing my teeth I look in the mirror, seeing the small scar under my eye. One I received in grade school. I showered and walked into the closet to find something to wear. My mind went off onto the tasks I had at hand. Meetings after meetings, and oh more meetings. However mundane the start of my day may seem. The end is what made it all better. See while I may come from a rich family, everything I do and own was made from my hard work. I own the biggest spa chain in the south, Wonderland. Now Wonderland wasn’t just some run of the mill luxury spa, it had an adult twist. We have many exotic and occasionally erotic attractions. From our line of sensual massages, to our host of sexually liberating amenities, Wonderland was sought after by all people. Fully dressed I head downstairs to my dining room. Already placed for me was my breakfast and morning smoothie. All prepared by Jordan, my bodyguard and chef. He walks in placing my silverware down on the table. “Good morning Lady, is there anything else that I may get you? More fruit, the paper, head?” I cut my eyes to Jordan. Shaking my head at his sentence. “Watch your mouth. And that won’t be necessary today. I have a busy morning. However I will be needing you and Rain to accompany me to my meetings this morning.” I eat a few bites and grab my smoothie. Heading for the door which Jordan has so kindly opened for me. We head to my first meeting, pulling up to the warehouse and walking passed security. Rain has already went inside making sure everything is where it should be. I step inside taking off my shades and looking at the man in from of me. I can hear him gulp in fear. He knows exactly why I came this morning. And if he doesn’t answer my questions someone is getting fired. “ Donte my friend, What do we have here? It seems as though my last order was not fulfilled.” I look down at the sweaty man tied to a chair. He is shaking in fear at this point. Knowing all too well what happens when things are not done to my standards. “Angela I….” I cut him off with a punch to the face. “You will refer to me as Lady Dame. You do not know me well enough to speak my name. Now I’m only going to ask you once so choose your answer wisely. Where is my product Donte?” “I don’t have it, I swear. It was delivered to you yesterday. I did nothing wrong.” He says quickly. Stumbling over his words. I shake my head clicking my tongue. “Wrong answer.”