Valentine Morgenstern's Writings - First Collection

by Valentine Morgenstern-Graymark

My name is Valentine. I live in a world where the Uprising was a success. My beautiful wife has stayed by me over the years, taming my aggressive nature as I tamed her disobedience. These days the only place I am aggressive is the bedroom. The only time she disobeys is when she wants a spanking. Now, with Sammy in our life, we've gotten even kinkier! (Rated M, we are very smutty!)

1. Chapter 1

AN: I suppose I would be remiss if I didn't give credit where it is due. My beta is none other than the lovely Jocelyn Morgenstern herself.

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Jocelyn

Once upon a time, a beautiful woman took my breath away. She was exquisite; from her shimmering crimson curls to her sparkling green eyes and I loved her. She was so vivacious and full of fire. Her spirited manor was refreshing and her exuberance was contagious. I knew then, as a lad in school, that if I did not make that woman mine, it would prove to be the damnedest mistake of my life.

As time went on, I was fortunate enough that she allowed me to court her. And I thanked the Angel every moment that she gave me the time of day. She was the perfect complement to everything about me. The yin to my yang, as Jia would say. Yet she was also the untamable shrew at times, a vexation to the spirit. She was always hell bent on getting her own way, strong willed and stubborn.

And so it surprised me, as I grew to love her more with every passing day. As each second spent with her came to mean more than the last. My love for her grew exponentially, not in mere increments as most loves do. And it fuels me. So much so that I could surely journey to the stars and back on the fuel her love provides me.

Every time I think my love for her has grown beyond what I can bear, she surprises me once more. Like yesterday, at the Manor house, when her talented tongue brought me to orgasm three times consecutively within a half hour period and yet she was still able to arouse me again to mount my eager waiting shaft, bringing me to yet another glorious orgasm and I was so moved by the joy of partaking in my wife that my eyes filled with moisture.

I truly cannot wait to see how each new day transpires when I have my beautiful Jocelyn at the helm of my ship, steering me where she needs me to go. Her limitless capacity to astound and impress me, coupled with my eagerness to be her canvass as she paints the story of our life together, makes for an exquisite masterpiece which I am proud to call, my marriage.