HAPPY NEW YEAR! May 2021 bring you blessings ... I mean, for most it can't be worse than 2020 now can it!

Chapter Nine

The hustle and bustle of The Cabinet Room was the same as always, except, instead of the usual Government Ministers gathered around the long table, it was Downing Street staffers also known as members of the Civil Service and Ana and Christian's personal team. The couple had called a meeting so that they could discuss the plans for their wedding, something they agreed they wanted to celebrate sooner rather than later.

Everyone seemed content at the moment, sitting around the large table with their coffees and notebooks, pens in hand, ready to work. Ana was the happiest of all there though. Unbeknown to anyone other than Christian she was sitting there with a flat, pebble vibrator tucked into her knickers that Christian could control by a small remote. She was doing her best to appear unaffected, sitting with her ankles tucked under the table her hands clasped together on top. Christian sat, hand in his pocket wrapped around the remote control.

He'd already been turning the vibrator on when Ana was least expecting it and Ana was getting better and not appearing phased by the strong current between her legs, but it was affecting her. The way the redness would rise up her neck, her cheeks would heat and turn pink and her eyes would widen gave it away to the one person who knew what was going on. She was not allowed to orgasm, that was a condition of this game and Christian was timing the turning off of the vibrator to perfection, leaving her just at the cliff edge. He was making her always wanting for him, so he could pounce on her and she would be ready for him. It had been five days since this game had started since she'd run off without security and without telling anyone where she was going. Her escape had prompted the pair to have a conversation about where their relationship needed to go and now Ana was submitting to Christian on a near twenty-four seven level while running the country. It was working well for them so far.

"Well we would like to get married sooner rather than later." Ana announced, and everyone in the room sat a little straighter, their attention on the Prime Minister. They'd been waiting for her to start and now she had their attention was all on her. "We thought summer recess, beginning of August." She remained professional, even talking about something so personal, she was still the Prime Minister sitting in front of them.

"Wow, Ana that's really soon to organise a wedding." Kate said with a grimace, a wedding needed months and months, not the two and a bit Ana was asking for. "Realistically now, do you think it can be arranged in time?"

"Well, we don't want anything over the top, an intimate family wedding, around a hundred family and friends only." Ana replied, she didn't know what it would take to plan a wedding, but she knew she wanted to get married as soon as possible.

"Umm, there is no protocol for this kind of thing as you will be the first Prime Minister to get married for the first time while in office and the first female to get married in office. I think under the circumstances a form of a state wedding may be more appropriate." Hugo said glancing everywhere but at Ana, he didn't want to disappoint Ana about the type of wedding she could have if she was to get married while being Prime Minister but the bottom line here was she was Prime Minister and it had to be taken into account.

"Absolutely not." Ana stated, she was not going to have a particular style of wedding because she was Prime Minister. "I am not a Head of State because we have a Royal Family so I do not need to have a state wedding."

Everyone around the table looked uncomfortable, they wanted to argue with Ana, but the bottom line was they knew it would only cause tensions to rise. However, she had to be realistic too. Christian knocked Ana's vibrator on, stopping her from being able to continue. She gritted her teeth and tried not to moan.

"Maybe we could find a compromise? Why would a state wedding be necessary?" Christian asked before knocking the vibrator off, Ana didn't like that it was being used to shut her up and growled in Christian's direction. Thankfully those around the table thought it was in response to him considering a compromise.

"Well, you should invite other Heads of State or representatives of." Hugo explained. "Like I said, it's the first time this has ever happened, so we're flying by the seat of our pants on this. However, if you died in office, you'd get a full state funeral. If you died after being Prime Minister you'd still get a semblance of a state funeral, Margaret Thatcher's they called a ceremonial funeral but it was a new name for what turned out to be a state funeral. So, under that understanding, I think a state wedding is the way forward."

"What about a private ceremony with a state reception?" Kate suggested, feeling maybe this was a better compromise. "That way Ana can have the intimate wedding she wants but she'd honour our international partners by celebrating with them afterwards?"

"We could invite them to watch the wedding televised at another Church?" Rosin suggested, thinking of the way Doug's funeral had been done.

"That could work, security would be an issue with having Heads of State at a different venue. Plus Ana, you need to think how the Public will want to be involved too. It will be a security nightmare unless it's orchestrated."

Ana sighed, if she'd thought getting married was going to be this kind of intense military operation she may have decided not to do it any time soon. But marrying Christian was something she wanted to do sooner rather than later and it was important to her. Nothing else mattered only that she and Christian got to say their wedding vows.

"I like Kate's idea." Ana sighed lying through her teeth, she didn't like it at all but it was a compromise that could work. "Intimate wedding with a large reception."

"Ok." Hugo nodded, giving in on that point because it was obvious Ana was not going to compromise on the service. "Now televised event?"

"No." Ana replied, she didn't want her wedding broadcast.

"Ana, that's something you really need to consider. The people love you, you're their Prime Minister. They will be sorely disappointed if they don't get to celebrate with you."

"Oh fine!" Ana threw her hands into the air in frustration, there was no point arguing anymore about it. Christian knocked he vibrator on again, bringing Ana's attention to her arousal rather than her anger.

"I'll work out a deal with the television services, maybe we can do set cameras rather than have a bunch of people there? They're well versed, they've done two Royal weddings in recent years. Now venue, it will have to be chosen carefully so we can work out the security."

Ana groaned, unable to fight against the vibrator anymore. Christian managed to hide his snigger but Ana's hand slipped onto his lap where she dug her nails into the skin of his thigh.

"Saint Mary's in Chesham." Came Ana's immediate reply, it had been her Church growing up and she'd always thought she'd marry there.

"I think Saint Margaret's Westminster would be a better idea" Hugo replied. Saint Margaret's was a Church often favoured by MPs.

"Chesham." Ana replied, she wanted to get married at home it wasn't too much to ask for was it.

"I think Whitehall Banqueting House for the Reception." Rosin said putting in her two pence.

"I agree." Ana said, working on her compromising, she'd rather have the reception in Chesham too but with Heads of State and Governments from across the world she had to be realistic. Somewhere in London would be far easier to coordinate security.

"Ok, so small Chesham wedding with a London reception. Everyone happy?" Christian asked knowing he needed to get Ana to the apartment and sort her out before she went wild, he'd spent the meeting driving her crazy with the vibrator, it was only fair he now fucked her brains out.

"We'll see what we can do." Hugo replied dryly, he wasn't impressed, but Ana didn't care because she was.

"Just be careful that I don't change my mind and run off to Gretna Green." She teased rising to her feet. "Now I am taking a break before I go to meet with the Chancellor this afternoon."

Christian and Ana couldn't get up the stairs fast enough. He'd knocked the vibrator on as soon as her foot stepped out of the door and Ana sprinted up the stairs. They burst into the apartment, but Ana couldn't go anywhere. Christian thrust her against the door, pining her arms above her head, her orgasm crashing through her body, he hoped no one had followed them. Once she was done vibrating and contorting against the door he threw her onto his shoulder and spanked her ass making her squeal.

He hadn't turned the vibrator off, so she was building once again. Ana moaned as he dropped her onto the couch, not bothering going to the bedroom. The vibrator turned off while her knickers were peeled down her legs and he pulled his erect penis from the confines of his boxers. Ana tugged him to her by the tie, too aroused to give a damn about being submissive.

"Oh Ana, you are insatiable." Christian teased, climbing on top of her.

"Need you, inside me." She gasped between kisses.

"My pleasure." He said before plunging balls deep into her. Ana gasped and arched her back, allowing Christian to slip his hands behind her and hold her tight to him.

They rocked together, sharing sweet kisses and nibbles of each other's lips, lost in each other. Their sex life had improved over the last five days, with everything going on with Ana and her becoming more submissive in her day to day life, Christian was finding she was far more willing to play in the most random places.

Only yesterday she'd stripped naked under her desk and given him a mind-blowing blow job, all the while he worried about someone walking into the room. The door was never locked and usually the civil servants simply gave a brief knock before entering, never waiting for permission. It had added a lot of fun to the act to know they could be caught at any moment.

Ana came hard beneath him and he followed soon after. She had truly become insatiable and he knew her submission was adding to her constant state of arousal. He couldn't wait for them to be married, he would take her on honeymoon and have her naked for hours on end for him, always ready for him to pounce on her. She'd shown and interest in that kind of total power exchange, but they'd never had the opportunity to do.

"I love you." Ana whispered, running her fingers through his hair as he lay against her chest. "You don't think I'm being unreasonable about what I want for our wedding no?"

"God no." Christian chuckled. "I don't like the idea of a state-ish wedding either." He grimaced at the thought to be fair, having more strangers there than people they knew would be horrendous. The wedding was theirs, an no one else mattered.

"That's ok then." Ana chuckled. "The most important thing is we get to marry, the rest of it are things I want but could do without… maybe Gretna Green is a good idea."

"Your mother would kill you." Grace had been going on about getting to wear a nice hat for a while and would be sorely disappointed if she didn't get the chance.

"Well, I'm going to invite her and Dad to Trooping the Colour. They can stay the night with us here."

"Your mum would love that." Christian agreed becoming acutely aware of his penis hardening inside Ana once again.

"Again?" Ana gasped, he grinned salaciously. "Oh Sir I thought you said I was the insatiable one." Ana teased and Christian rocked into her, making her groan but he slipped out of her. "I think, maybe something a bit more intense is necessary before you see the Chancellor, he said offering her his hand. She giggled her hand slipping into his.

He led her through to the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed. He'd brought a bunch of their equipment from Chesham after Ana fled, knowing they needed a stock in Downing Street where he could play with her whenever he wanted to. As long as her diary permitted. Today she had a little bit of downtime between the morning staff meeting and having to go see the chancellor, so it was the perfect time to play.

He tied her ankles together, followed by her knees. He took the rope left on her ankles and tied it around their headboard, forcing Ana into a V shape where her ass was at the edge of the bed. Her wrists were bound too. They'd both found a love for rope play, so he now used rope more than anything else. He tied the rope from her wrists towards the headboard too, so that she was at his mercy.

"How does that feel?" He asked. They'd purchased this bed because of the iron headboard, it would make playing like this so much easier.

"Perfect Sir." Ana smiled, she loved being at his mercy.

"Good." He smirked. "Now then, where should I play?" He asked stroking from her clit to her ass and back again, Ana whimpered and moaned.

"Wherever it pleases you Sir." Ana replied dutifully. Christian smirked, that was the right answer. He spanked her a couple of times, making her fight against her restraints a little. He plunged into her core, making her gasp loudly. He pummelled her, hard. A glutaral groan escaped Ana's throat. Her ears were filled with the beat of Christian's skin slapping against her own. It was intoxicating, the sound deafening.

Ana came hard and fast, screaming at the top of her lungs, fighting against her restraints. Her skin burned against the ropes. Christian didn't stop, he continued to pound her hard until he came, grunting.

Once Ana was untied and had been able to tidy herself, she and Christian had some lunch in the apartment. They were blissful, talking about their wedding and what they needed to do to make it a perfect day for them. She hoped the Downing Street team would be able to help them pull it off.