My Body-His Marcello (2 page)

Feeling so
trapped in my day-to-day, boring existence, I had longed to
experience a real connection. Luke had awakened me, although I
hadn’t realized I’d been asleep. Boy, was I wide awake now. During
the last few months I’d experienced every possible emotion:
excitement, fright, bliss, euphoria, and dread. The scariest part
had been giving up my job. Letting go of my apartment and car
hadn’t been easy, either. Pursuing my dream of writing the great
American novel was highly appealing, but letting go of all the
security I had established for myself left me consternated. Love
and lust was leading me on a strange path to an entirely new
Jane.

The biggest
traitor in all of this had to be my body. My body and mind were at
odds over the right and wrong of things. Perversions I considered
revolting in the past now had my juices flowing—like parading naked
in front of a pack of strangers.

I took a deep
breath and traveled forward into my new life as Luke’s
wife.

* * *

When I arrived
next to Luke on the beach in front of the gazebo, he whispered,
“You are ‘the one
.
’ ” He took the bouquet of flowers I was
holding and gave them to Parker. Then he clasped my hands in his,
filling me with his energy as the audience sat down.

Again my eyes
were drawn briefly to the older, broodingly handsome man who stood
next to Luke as I replied, “Yes, please,” and smiled.

Luke laughed as
we pivoted to face the Justice of the Peace.

“
Love
and commitment have drawn Luke and Jane together. They have each
pledged themselves to the other. Jane has pledged her body to Luke
and Luke has pledged his love, safety and protection to Jane. They
thank all of you for your attendance today.

“
Lucas
Hall, will you take Jane Jessica Stiles to be your lawfully wedded
wife? To have and to hold from this day forward until death do you
part?”

“
I
do,” Luke said to me. His eyes captured mine.

“
Jane
Jessica Stiles, do you take Lucas Hall to be your lawfully wedded
husband? To have and to hold from this day forward until death do
you part?”

“
I
do,” I said.

Luke placed the
matching wedding band on my finger. It sat perfectly alongside my
engagement ring.

“
I now
pronounce you man and wife. Congratulations.”

Luke pulled me to
him, kissing me passionately.

I tried not to
cry out but in a strained voice whispered, “My breasts.”

“
Sorry, love,” he said softly back to me.

We circled around
toward Parker, who had stepped forward to be my Maid of Honor when
Sandy couldn’t handle my public nakedness. Parker stood tall and
striking in her sky blue dress. Her short cropped hair and high
cheekbones made her look more like a model than a corporate
executive. She had an odd expression on her face. Catching my eye,
she tilted her head to the side in the direction of my mother, who
still sat in her seat in the front row. Everyone else had risen to
follow us to the house.

Luke took my
hand, leading me across the sand and up the stairs. We waited there
while everyone came through one by one to congratulate us. I no
longer had the luxury of avoiding direct contact with the
crowd.

Unbeknownst to
me, Luke had invited my ex-boss Brian. Brian had asked me out to a
personal lunch after I’d shown up at work in a new sexy outfit Luke
ordered me to wear. My mother still thought he was the one who got
away. Pierce, from my old job, was also present. My face flushed in
embarrassment as I recalled what I had done to him at Luke’s
command. I had actually stalked into his office and given him a
hand job so as not to be disciplined by the paddle with the holes I
called the spatula. I couldn’t fathom why he had invited either of
them.

I had done some
pretty crazy things to please Luke. What else would be required of
me? In the weeks leading up to the wedding, our life together had
been almost normal. I hoped things would settle down now that I was
his wife.

The embarrassment
continued as Christian from Pandora’s Box strolled up with his
date. I’d met him twice while frequenting his adult toy and
clothing store at Luke’s direction. His casual attire and long
brown curly hair, pulled away
from
his young face, made him more appealing than
ever. He looked at me not as a married woman, but as someone he
planned to touch again. I blushed as he passed by.

I met so many new
people that their faces became a blur. The women averted their eyes
but the men let their
’
s
roam freely. I felt humiliated and yet my traitorous body flamed,
stimulated and aroused.

“
Jane,
I’d like you to meet Marcello, my best man,” Luke said as he patted
the man on his shoulder and shook his hand.

“
Magnifico
. The pleasure is all mine,” Marcello
said.

I recognized the
deep voice from the night at the restaurant and blushed. After the
most romantic of dinners, where I’d sat blindfolded and fed by
Luke, he had led me into the kitchen of the restaurant then farther
into the back. I did not resist as he bound my ankles to the front
legs of a table and someone else tied my wrists to the other end so
that my upper body stretched across the cold surface. I knew that I
“owed” Luke for taking my pleasure into my own hands—something he’d
expressly forbidden me to do without his permission. It really was
his fault, because the things he’d asked me to do while he was away
in Japan on business had stimulated me so much. Well, that
punishment in the backroom of the restaurant had ensured I would
never disobey him in that particular way again.

I could still
hear Luke’s words: “Rule number one, Jane—Your body is
mine.”

Blindfolded and
dressed in what I could only imagine to be a very revealing getup,
he’d whipped me in front of an audience that included Marcello and,
I assumed, his employees. Mortified as I staggered back through the
restaurant, I felt comforted by the blindfold, which hid my
eyes.

That degradation
is what I recalled on my wedding night when I was first introduced
to Marcello.

His looks so
contrasted with Luke’s. The first thing that struck me about my new
husband was his strength and power, which emanated from his
compact, sinewy body. Marcello was also well muscled, but what
impressed me most was his sheer size. He was larger than life,
standing several inches taller than Luke, with a massive chest and
shoulders. No trace of fat, clearly. His thick black hair and trim
mustache gave him an air of danger. He wore beige silk slacks and a
Hawaiian style short-sleeved shirt. Unlike Luke, he had hair on his
chest, and I wondered if it would be soft or coarse. His loafers
looked expensive, as did his huge gold watch.

Marcello tilted
my chin, forcing me to peer straight into his eyes. His closeness
made me aware of his strong, earthy smell of pheromones and garlic.
“It’s wonderful to see your eyes this time.
Bellissimo
.” He
held my gaze and I wanted to look away, but some inexplicable force
kept me locked in his stare. He finally broke the contact and said
to Luke, as if I wasn’t there, “She’s a beauty I hope to have the
leisure of exploring in the near future.”

“
We
shall see,” Luke chuckled.

I was in no
position to express my anger at his comment, determined not to let
it faze me as the procession continued to pass. I recognized at
least three different women from the artistic photos of bondage and
discipline on Luke’s website, although none from his personal photo
album. He greeted them in a cordial but detached way, which left me
feeling more secure. Would there ever be pictures of me in his
normal, people-clothed photo album? I didn’t think so. Perhaps he
had left “normal” behind completely.

I thought I
recognized the man who approached next. I guessed him to be in his
sixties and incredibly fit.

“
At
our first meeting I thought maybe you were a keeper,” he said,
winking at me. “I’ve very much enjoyed the pictures of
you.”

I blushed. Had he
just perused the shots of me on the Web or actually purchased one
to hang on a wall? Could he have bought a picture of me all tied up
or being whipped or maybe one just after I had cum so hard I wasn’t
even aware of the camera flashing around me?

Luke and this
gentleman hugged.

“
Jane,
this is Jack. He’s the closest thing I have to a friend,” Luke
said, laughing.

“
He’s
just trying to butter me up,” Jack said, smiling.

“
Oh,
is that what I’m doing?” Luke said.

“
It’s
good to see you so happy,” Jack said. He leaned down, kissed me on
the cheek and then headed toward the bar as the next gentleman
approached.

“
Hi,
Jim, meet my beautiful bride, Jane,” Luke said.

“
Hi,
Jim,” I said, shaking his hand. He was tall and thin with a thick
brown mustache.

“
You
are a true beauty and very brave. I heard your mother back there
and she isn’t happy.”

I laughed in
spite of myself. “Shocker that she’s having a hard time.
I’m
having a hard time with this.”

“
You
wouldn’t know it,” he said. “You are composed and confident and
every woman here wishes she was as brave.” To Luke, he said,
“Speaking of other women, where’s Janice? I thought I would see her
here.”

“
I
thought she might show but apparently not.”

“
Probably for the best,” Jim said.

“
Yes.”

Jim ambled away
and I gestured to the next person in line to hold off.

I rose up on my
toes and said in Luke’s ear, “You invited
her
?”

“
Jane
,” Luke said, his voice stern with
warning.

“
You
can’t ‘Jane’ me out of this one, Luke,” I said, turning away and
crossing my arms in front of me.

“
Baby,
we have a whole lifetime to discuss this, but right now we have
guests who are waiting their turn and are in need of refreshments.
Consider it tabled for a later discussion.”

“
Fine,
but I’m not at all happy at this moment. You ask way too much of
me.”

“
You
might have considered that before we said, ‘I
do.’ ”

“
Saying ‘I do’ does not mean I am willing to overlook your
complete and utter lack of sensitivity.”

“
Janey, please. I promise to explain later. Let’s enjoy the
rest of our day.” He leaned down and picked me up in his arms,
lifting my feet off the ground. “I just wanted her to see how happy
we are,” he said into my ear as he released me from his
embrace.

The hug reminded
me of the condition of my nipples. Rather than raise more doubts,
the pain excited me. I continued to be baffled by my body’s new
responses.

“
Okay,” he said, chucking me under the chin, “but please stop
that gorgeous pout or I might have to bite that lower lip of
yours.”

I laughed even
though I wanted to stay mad. We continued to greet our
guests.

“
Wow,
Jane,” Sandy’s boyfriend Jason said, “you look so amazing. I don’t
know what I was expecting and I know you’re still naked and all but
wow it’s like you’re dressed but undressed.” He leaned over and
kissed my lips, avoiding touching any other part of my body. Jason
wore green
-
gray slacks
and a t-shirt that looked like a tuxedo. His long blond hair was
pulled back in a ponytail, revealing a gold stud in his left ear.
Jason had proved to be a godsend. Sandy would never have come to my
wedding if he hadn’t insisted.

“
Thank
you, Jason,” I said. I wanted to tell him then how much his support
meant to me. I avoided Sandy’s eyes, afraid of what she was going
to say.

“
You
look beautiful, Jane, and I’m sorry I haven’t been the friend
you’ve needed. It’s just ...”

Finally meeting
her eyes, I said, “It’s okay. Thank you so much for being here. It
means the world to me.”

Sandy looked as
cute as ever in her short summer dress and pageboy—the perfect cut
for her thick auburn hair and heart-shaped face. Sad and
thoughtful, she touched my shoulder and plodded on.

Parker came next
and I could feel that she still hadn’t gotten past the nipple
piercing incident. She acted pleasant enough, but I could feel that
something significant had shifted.

Allison, my
friend from work and the person who had taken over my old job along
with her boyfriend, Jeff, approached next. Over their shoulder I
could see my mother waiting. Luke left my side as I chatted with
Allison and Jeff.

“
I
have to say that this is
the
most bizarre wedding I’ve ever been to,” Jeff
said. “Good thing Allison warned me ahead of time.” He was
Allison’s match in attractiveness and poise, Ken to her Barbie.
Allison looked gorgeous in her free flowing flowered dress, bangs
framing her shining eyes.

“
You
make a very pretty naked woman,” Allison said. “Can’t imagine why
you would want to be naked in front of all these people but
boy
,
your bravery is
unparalleled.” The breeze made her sundress and hair
ripple.