Letting out a cute yawn, Jordan woke from her slumber, thighs and wrists still sore from the session she and Lincoln had last night. It was quite a thrill being made into his personal plaything.
"Morning beautiful" Lincoln commented, eyes opening from weariness due to the last night's session.
"Morning handsome." Jordan replied with a tired yet loving smile. She rose from his chest, rubbing her nose against his. "You sleep well?"
"Better when I have my special angel sleeping with me" Lincoln replied causing her to blush.
Just as she was about to get up, Lincoln grabbed her ID necklace, keeping her from getting up.
"Oh no, I have a case of morning wood" Lincoln said as Jordan saw his cock and blushed at the erect log.
"Well...perhaps a morning snack will help before breakfast..." She spoke in a low seductive voice.
"Perhaps you would like to be cuffed for this to?" Lincoln asked, holding the cuffs from last night.
Jordan simply turned around and placed her hands behind her back in response. Lincoln fastened the cuffs and soon Jordan started to bob her head down on his erect cock, causing Lincoln to sigh in bliss at her blowjob.
"Ahh now to tuck in." Lincoln said. He was currently wearing an orange checkered shirt over a white wifebeater, a pair of blue jeans and red trainers. Right now, he was busy tucking into a breakfast of fried eggs and sausages. Across the table was Jordan, dressed in a tight blue T-Shirt with the words "Eagle Queen" on the front. The shirt also seemed to strain against her bust. She also wore a pair of blue jeans and white sandals. Her hair was loose, cascading down her back, emphasising her beauty to the crowd, especially to some of the teens, who caught eyes of her large bust
"I see someone is enjoying their meal." Jordan said in a cheeky tone as she began to tuck into her butter toast and cheese breakfast.
"Well, I know you had a good appetizer before we came downstairs" Lincoln teased back, causing her to blush at the comeback.
"You tease. So anyways, what are we gonna do today?" Jordan asked, putting Lincoln into a thinking position.
"How's about we explore the city and take in the sites. We may find something amazing to look at. After that...well, we can have more...' he then spoke in a low tone. 'fun" He showed a lustful stare.
"Oh really?' Jordan lustfully stared back, left arm under her breasts, making them look larger.
"I think we should try out that pole in the middle of the bedroom." He spoke.
"I look forward to it." Jordan replied, lips close to each other.
After breakfast...and a make-out session in the corridor, both lovebirds went out and began to explore the city.
They went to several shops and had a look in to see what they had. Whilst in a gift shop, they ended up attracting attention from some fans
"No way!" A young voice reached their ears, causing them to look up from the shelves. They saw a 9-year-old boy with a T-shirt that said 'Eagle Champs' on the front, a pair of blue shorts and red trainers. He was looking at the couple with awe.
"Hey, can we help you?"
"Are you the Eagle Champions of Royal Woods?" He asked in a giddy tone.
Lincoln and Jordan smiled at the memory of their Eagle flying days.
"Were kid. We retired from that a long time ago." Lincoln commented.
The young boy squealed before bringing out a notepad.
"Can I still get your autographs?!" He asked.
Not wanting to disappoint him, they both signed the paper, causing him to squeal in happiness then run off to his parents. Both Jordan and Lincoln looked on in happiness.
"Even after all this time, we're still known for being the Eagle Champs." Lincoln couldn't help but comment in nostalgia.
"I wonder how well Patriot and Valkyrie are anyways?" Jordan couldn't help but comment and soon went back to look inside the store, hearts filled with nostalgia from their younger days.
After exploring the city and seeing the sights as well as buying some gifts for their families back home, both lovebirds went back to their hotel room. The sun was beginning to set and the two began to look towards the setting sun.
"What a day" Jordan said as she snuggled up to Lincoln's arm.
"Yeah. Never thought we would get recognition from out Eagle flying days' Lincoln said before frowning. 'And I never thought we would run into McCann again."
Jordan's face twisted into a scowl. "Oh yeah. Him"
It was true. During their trip, they ran into Chandler who looked like he went through hell.
Lincoln and Jordan were currently walking down the road in LA, taking in the sights when suddenly they heard a voice.
"You..." a voice snarled causing them to turn. What they saw was a grungy 21-year-old dirty red head in torn clothing and holding a piece of broken glass.
"What the? Chandler? I thought you were in prison." Lincoln said in a shocked tone. Chandler had tried to kill Lincoln a lot of times. When he threatened to blow up the sewage plant, that was it. He got 25 to life.
"YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!" he roared as he began to rush towards him, glass shard raised. But before he could do anything, he was suddenly clotheslined by a burly biker with a mohawk.
"Oh, hell no, boy. You think you can kill the eagle champs?" He growled cracking his knuckles.
"HEY! Ain't that the same punk kid that tried to take over their town and nearly blew up a factory?" Another biker that was leaner but was holding a baseball bat over his shoulder.
"Yeah! And he's the same bastard that tried to get that crime family under his control to take control of the town!" A third, overweight biker bellowed out as he palmed a pipe in his hand.
"No! Wait!" Chandler tried to say but it was no use. The three bikers began to beat the crap out of him while Jordan and Lincoln looked on in confusion.
"At least those guys took care of them." Lincoln remarked.
"Who knew that we also gain attention from bikers?" Jordan also said.
They just stood there looking at the setting sun.
"Shall we go down for dinner?" Lincoln asked his wife.
"Let's go." she replied as the two made their way to the dining hall.
After dinner and the sun had now set. The Loud-Rosato couple made their way to the bedroom, ready for another bondage session.
Lincoln got the rope and gag ready along with her ID necklace, placing them on the bed.
"I'm ready~" Jordan said as she came out, naked and covered in oil.
Lincoln gulped as he took in the lovely naked form of his wife, who was currently swaying her large hips to him.
"So... shall we get started?" She whispered into his ear.
Lincoln smirked back and pushed Jordan into the pole. Jordan gasped from the cold metal contacting her ass crack. Luckily, she was being melted from Lincoln's lips contacting hers. She even felt his tongue slipping into her mouth.
"Do you want to begin, my love?" Lincoln asked.
Jordan smiled in a loving manner. "Do it...Master." She replied, lowering her head so that Lincoln could place her ID necklace around her neck. Without a shirt, the beads dipped into her valley.
Jordan held her breath for the session.
Grabbing the rope, he began by first wrapping it around her waist twice, securing her to the cold metal before knotting it from behind. Next was her ankles as Lincoln wrapped a smaller length to keep them together and her heels were leaning against the pole. Next was another length, which was wrapped around the top of her large chest twice before being repeated with the bottom, causing them to appear bigger due to the rope.
"And release." Lincoln said in a soft tone, allowing Jordan to breathe out, relaxing her muscles. The rope then tightened on her limbs and skin, constricting her like a python. She then blushed as the rough rope restrained her, causing her hormones to rise especially when Lincoln began to squeeze her breast and rub her thigh.
"Comfy?" He said in a gentle tone.
"Yes, Master." She replied, licking her lips in anticipation. Lincoln smiled, then grabbed the final bit of rope. Grabbing her arms, he pinned them behind her back in a box form, then tied them together, keeping them in place.
Lincoln went round to see his handiwork and nodded his head in confirmation and approached his bound wife, who was blushing and breathing in ecstasy, especially as Lincoln placed a hand on her thigh, caressing it gently.
"How does it feel, my love?" He asked in a soothing voice.
Jordan looked at him with as much love he had.
"It feels amazing, Master. The ropes are constricting me in place. I feel so helpless." She said, face red.
Lincoln then proceeded to grab her left breast and gave a good squeeze.
"You like this?" He asked, squeezing it like a vice, causing Jordan to moan even louder.
"YES! PUNISH ME, MASTER!" She howled in bliss.
Lincoln smiled devilishly.
"Oh, I will. And I have just the equipment to do so." He said revealing not only the yellow ball gag but also a pink vibrator and a pair of nipple clamps.
Jordan's eyes widened as she gulped in both fear and lust. Fear because she knew this was going to hurt and lust because...it was extremely kinky.
Lincoln placed the gag into her mouth, fastening it behind her head. Next, he clipped the clamps onto her nipples, causing a shock to occur as a spark went through her tits as the tiny jaws fastened themselves onto her nipples and finally, he placed the battery pack onto the rope wrapped around her waist then drove the vibrator into her clit. The final thing was that he covered her eyes with a black sleep cover.
"Before we start...' Lincoln got the camera ready '...a quick photoshoot."
Smiling into her gag, she stood proud as Lincoln got the camera ready. The first photo went off then she turned her head to the right as he took another one.
"Now then. I am going to leave the room and you will have your new toy to play with. I will be gone for about 15 minutes so try not to cum too soon, OK?" He said with a pleasant smile.
Jordan nodded nervously as Lincoln turned the vibrator on, the rocket shaking from within her clit, causing her to moan and drool all over her gag.
Lincoln then left the room, making sure to set a timer.
"I hope Jordan doesn't cum too quickly. Things are always better when they are slowly handled."
15 minutes later...
When Lincoln came back, he saw the state Jordan was in: She was drooling a lot over her gag while her nipples leaked milk. Her clit was leaking cum and she was crying tears from behind the cover. Despite this, she was smiling in broken happiness.
Lincoln then began to undo the gag, whispering something into her ear.
"So...what are you?"
In a broken voice, she said:
"I am nothing but a dirty slut, whose purpose is for pleasing my Master, Lincoln Loud."
"Good girl. You earned this."
He then removed the clips and vibrator, sending relief into her body then undid the ropes, allowing her to collapse into his arms. Taking her to the bed, he positioned himself and lined up before thrusting into her.
Jordan let out a moan as Lincoln began to thrust at a slow rhythm, allowing Jordan to embrace him and let out slow moans. Jordan was too out of it to hold him and just let him have his way with her.
No. It is NOT rape if it is consensual to DON'T GET ANY WRONG IDEAS!
Soon Lincoln increased his speed and soon he let lose a climax into her.
Easing himself off, they crawled into the blankets sharing one last look.
"You're getting good at this..." She mumbled
"Well, I did had to research when you suggested we do this when we were younger..." He also mumbled.
The two soon fell asleep In each other's arms. Who knows what tomorrow will be?