Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Caitlyn Smith Title: A Gift of White Part: January 4, 2013 Summary: Caitlyn and Alex elope. Keywords: MF, bd, cons, amputee, diary Caitlyn sat in the living room floor of the cabin she and her husband Alex had rented for their honeymoon. Her husband! That was going to take some time for her to get used to! She wore a white wedding gown that they had found at the local Goodwill that almost fit her. Her almost non-existent breasts barely filled the cups of the gown despite wearing a gel filled bra. Beneath the gown she wore a pair of white panties, garter belt, and stockings. Was that not what brides were supposed to wear? The sheer sleeves of the gown came to her elbows. Any longer and it would be pointless. Her left arm stopped just above the elbow while her right arm made it almost to her wrist. The gown was spread out to form a white pool with her at the center. It contrast nicely with the dark wood floor. Her bottom rested on a red cushion with her thighs in front; her legs ended abruptly just above the knees. Caitlyn's world was dark from the wide band of white silk that encircled her eyes and was knotted at the back of her head. In the darkness she could hear Alex moving about in preparation for the final part of their special day. That morning, after her final class, Alex picked her up on campus and drove to the center of town where the courthouse was. They stood in line together with the other couples of various ages waiting for their turn to receive a marriage license. Upon reaching the counter, the elderly lady looked down in surprise at Caitlyn in her wheelchair and then at Alex. It was obvious they were the oddest pair she had serviced that day. Her surprise was further added to when she examined first Caitlyn's birth certificate showing that she was still several months away from her nineteenth birthday and that Alex was only a few weeks from his forty-second. With everything in order, they were issued a certificate with well-wishes for their happiness. The pair drove two hours to the mountains where they found the small wedding chapel that they had made arrangements for their wedding. A nice lady in her thirties named Linda helped Caitlyn change. Caitlyn took a deep breath as she donned her prosthetic legs; she was determined to walk down the aisle on her wedding day even if it took her an hour. When the first chord of the wedding march played, the doors to the chapel were opened, and Caitlyn was shocked to see that they had an audience. Apparently a few of the guests from the previous wedding heard that she and Alex had eloped and stayed to watch. It took her a while to make her way to the altar where Alex waited wearing her favorite tan suit and crimson tie. She was helped down the aisle by a man from the audience who saw her unstable steps. Upon reaching the altar he gave her an encouraging smile and took his seat. The ceremony was presided over by a female pastor and was more of a traditional ceremony. She and Alex both looked surprised when Caitlyn slipped the phrase "to obey". Caitlyn only smiled knowing that it was a foreshadow of later events. For Caitlyn the wedding was a blur. She would find that a month later that she could only recall snippets of the ceremony without watching the DVD. The photographer took several photos of them, they ate two slices of a small round wedding cake that they had ordered (the rest was placed in a box to go), and made their way to Alex's van amid a shower of birdseed from the guests. An hour later they reached the small cabin where Alex carried Caitlyn in. She had removed her prosthetic legs in the van and deposited them in the back with her wheelchair. "Do you want to get my suitcase," she asked from the sofa. He caught her meaning and stood. A few minutes later he resturned with her two suitcases. The large red one containing her clothes and bathroom items went into the bedroom. The smaller red suitcase was placed on the sofa next to her and opened it. Caitlyn's heart raced upon seeing the contents. "Are you ready," Alex asked. "Yes." Her throat was hoarse and tight. She had not been this nervous before her wedding. "You're sure about this," Alex asked. She nodded not trusting her voice. She was anything but sure. The fact that she had planned this. Had asked Alex for this. Had fantasized about it over the last month they planned to elope. None of that made her feel any less anxious. Alex scooped her up and dropped the red cushion from the suitcase on the floor and then sat her gently atop it. He helped arrange her skirt in a wide pool. Then he produced the long white piece of silk and wrapped it around her eyes. Time passed slowly as she listened to him prepare. She jumped as his voice intoned, "Caitlyn why have you come here?" She swallowed. "I have come to offer myself. I come shrouded in darkness for I know not what the future holds." "Do you come of your own free will?" "I do." Alex's fingers fumbled at the knot and removed her blindfold. She blinked and then smiled at the scene before her. The small end table had been moved from the end of the sofa to in front of her and covered with a white tablecloth. Atop it glowed a blue and a pink candle. A single unlit white candle sat between them. Five white loops of leather rested atop the table along with a sheet of paper. Caitlyn took a breath and reach for the two larger bands of white. Holding them with her right arm to Alex, she said "I, Caitlyn, offer these as a symbol of my promise to go where you ask knowing that you Alex, my wonderful husband, will never lead me astray. I love and trust you." Alex grinned, took the two thigh restraints and knelt next to her. He slid her wedding gown up to expose her pale thighs. Carefully he wrapped a restraint around each thigh and buckled in snuggly in place. When he rearranged her skirt and rose. "I Alex, accept your gift and promise to never knowingly lead you astray. I love you." Caitlyn took the smaller pair of restraints. "I, Caitlyn, offer these as a symbol of my promise to be an obedient wife. I shall do as you ask knowing that you will never ask me to do anything that will harm myself or another person." Alex carefully buckled the smaller restraints on her arms close to the shoulders. "I Alex accept your gift of obedience and promise to never knowingly ask you to do anything to harm yourself or another." With a trembling arm she lifted the final item and held it forth. "I Caitlyn offer this as a symbol. I give myself - my body and my heart - to you my husband. To care for. To love. I am yours. Completely and forever. I love you with every cell of my body. With every beat of my heart." Alex's fingers brushed the tears away and took the collar. He slipped it around her neck and secured it. Then he took her arms. "Caitlyn. I love you with all of my heart. You are the most unusual and wonderful woman I have ever met. I promise to care for you. To cherish you. To love you. For always and forever." He leaned forward and kissed her. It was she that broke the kiss. "We're not done." He smiled and moved back. Taking the pink candle he dripped a glob of wax on the sheet of paper with its small print. Caitlyn pressed the end of her right arm into the hot wax. Next Alex dropped a glob of blue wax on the paper next to the pink and pressed his thumb into it. Her held her arm and the pink candle and lit the white candle. Then they placed the blue candle's flame into the white's. Finally they blue out the pink and the blue candles together. "We are one," she said. "We are one," he answered. Caitlyn looked up at her husband. The man to whom she was married. The man to whom she belonged. He glanced down at the contract she had written and rolled his eyes as if to say he would never understand her. "So," she asked casually. "Now that I am yours and you can do whatever you want with me. And I can't refuse you... What do you plan to do to me?" She squealed as he wordlessly scooped her up and headed to the bedroom...caitlyn-2013-01-04