Johniee was all dressed in white. She wondered about that, then remembered this was a fantasy world. One that revolved around pleasures of the flesh and that she should not get to concerned about mixed traditions in a fantasy world. More important, she was to be married. MARRIED! She wasn't a she at all. She was a guy named John and her girlfriend Karyn was now the Sultan. She was going to marry her, no his, no ah heck, she was marrying the Sultan. This whole thing was only to last a few more days, but how'd this come about and how does it end? Johniee tried and tried but it was like a portion of her memory was blocked off. Anyway, her she is in her wedding dress. A long white gown that has lace across a very large and otherwise exposed cleavage. Johniee's view of the world was clouded by the white veil she had to look through. The attendants helped her to the wedding hall.
At the hall she could see the Sultan standing at the altar along with a preacher. The attendants let her go and she was standing at the end of the row of pews. The music started "Her comes the bride" and the over capacity crowd all stood to look at her. There were hushed murmurs about her great beauty and striking figure. Johniee actually blushed and started a slow walk down the aisle. She made it to the altar and the Sultan took her hand. Hmmm, he's really Karyn. To play at marrying Karyn? Heck we haven't even oop's here we have, but I WAS THE GIRL! Johniee let out slight giggles and smiled at the Sultan. The Sultan was smiling back and placing a ring on Johniee's finger. It all happened so fast after that! She just barley remembered saying "I do" before her veil was pulled back and the Sultan was kissing her in front of the church. Johniee liked that; she liked that a lot. Soon, the newly married couple were walking hand in hand down the aisle and smiling at all the well wishers.
From the wedding ceremony they went off to the reception. Ah, now this was more of what Johniee was expecting. The were dancers and juggler's. To be sure there were belly dancers and exotic music. There was even Jasmine standing in the corner looking very upset. She stood there flipping a small rock in her hand as though she was George Raft in a gangster movie.
"You, you, my Dove, you will dance for me!" smiled the Sultan at Johniee
Johniee smiled inwardly, oh, she would dance. She'd dance and make everybody in the place jealous of that piece of work the Sultan just married! Oh, this was going to be a fun fantasy. If she could just concentrate on the "fucking" then maybe Jasmine could be blocked out of the picture. With her hand being taken by the Sultan she was lifted to her feet.
Johniee went wild with the music. She shimmy and swayed. She came close and breathed on to various guests only to laugh and run back to the Sultan. During the dance she whispered to the Sultan "Does my lord want to see more of me", to which the Sultan smiled. Johniee lost her veil and the lace across her bosom was dropped as well. She was now gyrating around the floor in a very low cut long flowing white dress. She even shimmied close to the Sultan and for his eyes alone bent over and pulled the gown away from her chest enabling his view of her naked breasts. She then rapidly rose back and shook her finger at him while the guests roared and laughed to what they knew had happened. Eventually the music and her dance stopped.
"You dance well my Dove!" roared the Sultan.
"I dance better when we are alone my lord." Johniee smiled back.
"Hmmm, in a few minutes, we have guests." Intoned the Sultan.
"I have a new husband that needs my special attention!" replied Johniee.
Then Jasmine interrupted. "Can I see the mighty Sultan alone, please?"
"Certainly not! Even as first wife, you have a place. This is Johniee's day. For today, she is the Sultan. On the morrow she will be number one wife for the day. In two days you may see me. Till then, you will follow ceremony. Now away with you!" said the Sultan while clapping his hands.
The very happy and equally very horny married couple stole early from the reception. They went on to consummate their marriage not twice but four times before the clock struck twelve. At the moment of midnight their naked bodies were entwined.
"Ah, my Dove it strikes Mid-night. The start of a new day. For all of this day, you my newest of wives are the number one wife! You have command of the household." Said the Sultan
"Alas, I do not have command of all in the house" Johniee said in mock depression.
"What how is this? Head will roll. All will heed your commands!" said the Sultan
"No mighty warrior. I do not command my heart, for it is you who has command there." She said and they both kissed deeply and made love yet again.
Back in the Harem Jasmine was getting angrier and angrier. "THAT COW! Her great udders flopping about. Oh, I can imagine her now with the Sultan, the TWO OF THEM. Bull and Cow. Ha, ha, well, I do enjoy riding that bull, don't I? But the cow, she can get put out to pasture. Another day! Another day! She's to be the queen for all of today! I may have to wait, and I may be unable to wield the rock, but I have a wizard in the basement!" and with that Jasmine stormed down to the Wizard.
