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Dozer

Daisy went back to being my slave when we exited the little office in the vacation rental, and to be sure she got the message, I had her disrobe when she was one step into the huge living room, and then ordered her to lean over the sofa and spread her cheeks.

Rather than fuck her, though, I plugged her.

I’d decided I wasn’t going to fuck her again until after the ceremony. No reason in particular except Ilovedthe idea of making both of us wait until we were man and wife.

It was imperative we keep our plans under wrap, which meant there couldn’t be a big reception after, but I’d make it up to her. Later, when we could do this right, we’d find the perfect venue, she’d buy the dress she wanted, and our reception would be huge.

But I hadn’t told her that before she decided, because I’d wanted her to think this was just going to be us getting married on the courthouse grounds five minutes after we got our license, and then walking back in to register it right away.

Once she was plugged and on her knees, I asked her, “Did you have a big fairy-tale wedding you were hoping for?”

She shrugged. “I mean, when I was fourteen, sure, but once I ran away from my parents and realized Dray didn’t have the money I thought he did, it was just a pipe dream.”

Nothing about her scent told me there was more to it, but I needed to be sure. “Not even the fancy dress?”

“Oh, yeah, I mean, I guess I’m going to miss out on the fun of picking out a wedding dress, but it’s okay, Master.”

Again, it came across as the truth, so I decided to let it go, and I told her, “I don’t care much about the wedding part of it, but I’d like the huge reception, with my bride in a wedding dress who dances with me and my friends. Once everything calms down, we’ll decide on a wedding venue we both like, and then plan for the reception, and we’ll do the honeymoon right, too. Monday, it’s going to be all business and fast, and then we’ll come back here until we’re certain you’re in the clear with your family. Kind of a honeymoon, since this place has killer views and a nice hot tub on the master deck, but we’ll do better for our real honeymoon.”

She came up off her knees, threw her arms around my neck, and squeezed. She didn’t thank me verbally, but I got the message. Sometimes, a great big squeeze is better than any words, and my little flower understood.

“Okay,” I told her. “Let’s see if Gen’s available to go to the mall and buy you a dress.”

“And shoes, Master. The black stilettos in white or cream, whatever will match the dress best, will be perfect.”

“We’ll tell Gen, or whoever ends up shopping for us.”

Chapter 46

Daisy

Master showed me my driver’s license at breakfast the next morning, along with my birth certificate, and explained how he’d gotten them.

The tea-length dress Gen had found was perfect, and the shoes, and Gen had bought ribbons for my hair that exactly matched the off-white dress. She’d also provided tons of the right color of bobby pin, a flat iron, a curling iron, mousse, gel, freeze spray, and everything else I needed to create the perfect updo. Master didn’t provide panties, and I didn’t bother asking for them.

I had extra ribbon left over, and before we left the house, Master took my cuffs and collar off, and glued a piece of the ribbon around my neck. “When I cut this off later today, we’ll keep it, and when we eventually have wedding photos, this piece of ribbon will be inside the frame with the picture.”

“Where did you get the glue, Master?” I had permission to speak at will on my wedding day, so long as I wasn’t impertinent.

“I keep a small vial of superglue in my go bag, and I can’t count the number of times I’ve needed it and had it. The three men who’ll be picking us up and getting us to the courthouse aren’t affiliated with the MC. They work for Drake Security, and they’re known as the Fabulosa Trio. Fabio, Eunice, and Collosa. We do what they say, when they say it, because they’re our security.”

I had a feeling there was a lot happening I wasn’t aware of, and when a car pulled out of a parking space just as we drove up to it, so we parked almost right in front of the door going into the courthouse, I knew I was right.

Eunice went into the courthouse with us while the other two stayed outside. I held my breath while the clerk looked over our documents, but they were apparently as good as Master said, because she gave us our license and explained what we had to do with it.

And then Master and I went back outside, where Duke and Gen were waiting for us. Gen filmed it while Duke performed a quick ceremony.

I didn’t expect there to be rings, but there were. Mine was inlaid with diamonds while his was solid metal but etched where my diamonds were, so they matched. I know jewelry, and these pieces weren’t cheap. I wanted to ask how he’d had it sized to my hand so quickly, but it was huge on my finger when he put it on, and I touched my thumb to my ring finger to make sure it didn’t come off.

It was fast, sure, but it was alsoperfect, with Dozer in a black bespoke suit and a charcoal dress shirt, open at the neck and looking sexier than he had a right to. I’d had no idea the man owned anything but jeans and t-shirts.

When the ceremony was over, Gen stepped forward with a ring sizer, and I put it into the ring and put the ring back on. “Thank you,” I told her. “Rings never fit me until they’re sized.”

“I know a jeweler who can do it while you wait, but he doesn’t work on Sunday, and there wasn’t time for me to get it done this morning before the ceremony.”

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