With pride in his heart and a smile on his face, he went downstairs where Isabella was waiting for him. As he met the gaze of his new wife, Isabella, he felt joy fill his heart. Her beauty in her wedding attire was breathtaking. Isabella, as if the personification of his fantasies and desires, sat in a wedding dress, barefoot and with her hands strictly chained behind her back, submissively waiting for her master. She was waiting for him, as if waiting for instructions from her master, continuing the theme of the wedding game in which they were immersed. It was a fabulous moment.