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Click hereNine o'clock rolled around and Tanner and I cut the cake together. We passed a few pieces out to family members before Tiffany took over and started passing out plates to the other guests.
"Are you ready to leave?" Tanner asked just before nine-thirty. "I have plans for you tonight."
"Yes, I am. I'm ready to go when you are. I just have to grab my things from the wedding bag."
"Why don't you get it. I'll start making our excuses."
I found Tiffany, who'd carried the bag from the wedding. "Tanner and I are leaving," I said. "I need to get my things."
"Okay, Brooke. You're sure you're all right?"
"I'm sure. Thank you."
We went out to the limo she'd come in and pulled out both bags. "Everyone else got their purses and clothes, Brooke. Why don't you just take these? You can use them for any souvenirs you buy in St. Lucia." She handed them to me. The bags were nylon and would fold into nothing in my suitcase.
"Thank you. I'll return them to you."
"No problem. You take care of yourself. Maybe see a doctor when you get back, just in case."
"Thanks for everything you did for me, Tiffany," I said. "I can't thank you enough." I hugged her and she kissed me on the cheek.
"I'd do anything for you, Brooksie, you know that." One more hug and she was gone.
I looked in the one bag, found my stained little cape. I took it out and threw it in a dumpster. One symbol of my degradation gone. My clothes and purse were in the other bag. I dug around in my purse until I found the blackmailer's phone. I put it in one of the nylon bags and smashed it to the ground, three or four times. I opened the bag and the phone was smashed into a thousand pieces, none of them larger than a penny. I dumped all the pieces into the same dumpster. The rest of my shame trashed. I went to look for Tanner.
I found him saying goodbye to his parents. I joined him, linking my arm through his, purse in hand.
"Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Tanner. I want to thank you for the gift of your son. He must get his character from you and I appreciate it so much.
"You're welcome, Brooke," his Mom replied. "You can call us Mom and Dad now."
"Thank you, Mom," I said, laughing. "We need to leave now. Tanner has big plans tonight."
"Don't do anything we wouldn't do," Tanner's Dad laughed.
"I hardly think that's possible, do you, Father. We'll see you when we get back from the honeymoon," Tanner said.
We went and said goodbye to my parents as well. They inquired after my health, but I told them, honestly, I felt fine now and they shouldn't worry. I reminded them I'd call them after I got back. "I love you both," I said. "Thank you."
"Of course, sweetheart," Dad said. "You kids have a good time on your honeymoon."
"We will, don't worry."
I waved to the rest of the room with a quick good night and thank you, and taking Tanner's arm, left to finally become a woman.
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- COMMENTS
livejokerabout 5 years agoHonestly, screw the other guy that comments on all your chapters (talking to you, bin). I'm quite new to Literotica but I've written many stories on other websites and the community here baffles me. The fact you, the author, have to state that this is a noncon story and that STD's do not exist in this fictitious world is an ornament to how "special" some of your readers are. Since when do adult fanfic contain STD's, unless fetishized (and sought out by the reader)? This story clearly is in the noncon category since 95% of its chapters are in noncon - despite that people dislike the fact that the blackmail tag is used against someone innocent. That's the whole meaning of blackmailing; to use damning evidence against someone who would otherwise refuse being intentionally lewd. There are many romantic stories out there to please their wishes.
I absolutely love noncon stories (as a fetish, of course) and this whole series is right up my alley. There hasn't been any real sex scenes so far so I can't comment on the amount of details/variety of vocabulary but there's enough descriptions of events to shape up a timeline. This chapter aids this timeline. As a series a "filler" chapter is acceptable, though I don't think this chapter is filler. It adds to Brooke's turmoil raging inside her mind but eases her into what lies ahead in her married life. It's quite short of a chapter, too, so it's not a big deviation.
Honestly, if this story isn't complete (as I'm still reading it, reading as many chapters as I can) my best word of advice is to ignore the comments. Your story is getting some great attention but horrible commentators who are worried about fictional STD's. Please, do noncon fans a favor and focus on telling your story, no matter what your regular commentators say. I'd also suggest posting this on other websites to get more akin fans of this style of story.
LostnFoundBinover 5 years agoPlease don’t blast out a chapter just to keep us happy or on the hook, do it when you have content about the characters ready for your readers that moves the story forward.
There was nothing here contentwise that mattered. It could have all been handled with a paragraph about the reception and the fear that during it she thought she felt the eyes of the bad guy on her.
Specifically, The toasts, while wedding standard fare, only reinforced what we already knew the bride was feeling. The bride and grooms toasts could have been pillow talk in their bedroom. There was no need to reinforce what we already know with regard to how she feels and thinks without providing a new trigger for her fears. And there was none. Nor is there a need here to badger us with her constant thoughts about trying to sleuth out who is trying to get her, we get it, but the paranoia you want us to feel in her character is wasted if there is no event to progress it and there was none. The fear of the wait staff guy was just more paranoia not validation of her fears so it adds no real context/content.
This chapter was just a passing thought and did not forward the story. More to the point it was not a romantic chapter either, and definitely not noncon, nor bdsm, nor LW, nor... only place it could have fit was non-erotic. Please take your time and write for you, on your time table, about your characters, the way you want them to be, and not for us or our silly wants.
I still believe your going for the Tanner set it up / Orient Express route, but I look forward to your next chapter and it’s progression of the story.
