Free Enchanted Submission - An erotic bdsm fantasy novella by Lily Harlem Page B

go there again. She swallowed down her impatience for the wedding service to be over. Would he really take her here in the cathedral? With a gag? Or was it just empty words? Something he couldn’t actually fulfil.
    She tore her gaze away, swallowed hard and watched Cinderella stop shoulder to shoulder with Prince Charming. The blue tits lifted back her thin veil and let it float over her slim shoulders. The diamond necklace in the hollow of her throat caught a shard of sunlight streaming in from the enormous stained-glass window and bounced a delicate rainbow around the congregation.
    Cinderella smiled up at Prince Charming, her mouth a soft shade of pink and her lashes long and fluttering. But, despite her sweeter than sugar appearance, there was a confidence in her eyes, a look of both desire and poise. It was as though she’d finally landed in her own skin, let her womanly needs surface and then taken them under control.
    ‘She seems different somehow ...’ Belle whispered. ‘I don’t know what you two got up to last night in The Basement, or with whom, but whatever it was, Cinders looks like a girl who’ll handle that sex pot of a prince she’s just about to get hitched to.’
    ‘Absolutely,’ Rapunzel whispered, glancing at Tinkerbell’s curious face. ‘But as you know, what happens in The Basement stays in The Basement.’
    ‘Oh, come on ...’ Tinkerbell started. ‘Not with us.’
    ‘Do you take ...’ the vicar began, silencing the three girls’ hushed whispers with his booming voice.
    Rapunzel glanced over her shoulder again, risked a peak through the swell of people at Beast. He was still staring at her. Heat poured from his eyes; how everyone between them wasn’t getting scorched she had no idea.
    The first song began and, as she fidgeted with her order of service, Rapunzel pulled a lace handkerchief from her bag. She let it tickle over her fingertips and then drop to the floor. Like a swan’s feather, it drifted down and then with a discreet flick of her heel she poked it beneath the pew. A quick glance at Tinkerbell and Belle told her they hadn’t seen her.
    The service ran without incident and finally the vicar said, ‘You may kiss the bride!’
    Prince Charming licked his lips, curled his hands around Cinderella’s waist and pulled her close. He kissed her long and deep, much to the crowd’s delight, and when he let her go and turned to the people of his kingdom, his cheeks were flushed and Cinderella’s chest heaved against her bridal gown.
    The music and bells rang as they walked hand in hand down the aisle. The birds and deer danced around the ugly sisters as they followed and then the rest of the congregation began to file out behind them into the brilliant sunshine, all chatting excitedly about what the beautiful couple and the feast the King and Queen were laying on back at the castle.
    ‘What’s up?’ Tinkerbell asked Rapunzel when she stopped halfway down the aisle.
    ‘I think I must have dropped my handkerchief.’
    ‘Oh, don’t worry about that, I have a spare,’ Belle said with an impatient flick of her wrist.
    ‘No, it’s er ... sentimental, my mother gave me it,’ Rapunzel said. ‘You go ahead, I’ll catch you up.’
    ‘No, we’ll wait.’ Tinkerbell’s toes landed on the edge of a large stand supporting a waterfall of flowers.
    ‘No.’ Rapunzel gave a sudden grin. ‘Look Tom is waiting.’ She pointed at tiny Tom Thumb waving an envelope in the air and trotting towards them, risking life and limb as he dodged wedding guests’ feet.
    ‘Belle,’ he said breathlessly as he approached. ‘I’ve got this for you, it’s from Carled.’
    ‘Carled?’ Belle’s eyes widened and her mouth formed a perfect ‘o’.
    ‘Yeah, he says come to the fountain in the castle courtyard ... he’s says he’ll be waiting.’ He handed Belle up the letter which she took as though being given treasure.
    ‘Is this from him?’ she asked.
    ‘Yes, but he was worried