The continuing chronicles of Sir Tommy of Qwerty's travels in Zity:

I gazed into the eyes of the woman I loved as I awaited her decision. Would she choose diapers or power? Holly stood and placed the diapers on an empty shelf and turned to me.

''Tis time for us to take the next step in our journey Sir Tommy. I will wield thy power when thou art not present. But to do so I must be thine, not just betrothed, but thy wife. So now comes my question of thee...Art thou ready to wed me Sir Tommy?'' Asked Holly.

The first thing that popped into my mind was not yes, but HELL YES!!! The answer that escaped my lips was, ''if that is what thou truly desires Holly, then yes.''

The next thing I knew was being buried under an onslaught of femininity and smothered in kisses. In only moments I was on my back with Holly astride my chest. Somehow she had managed to pull my tunic off of me. Moments after that she had slid up my body and was astride my face. Being held down thus, I did that which was expected of me. I put my tongue to work, soon Holly was making enough noise to awaken the dead; not to mention our two infants and their nanny.

Excuse me, and who am I thee asks? Allow me to introduce myself, I am Sir Tommy of Qwerty. A knight wandering the lands who came upon this place called Zity. During my visit here I met a beautiful maiden named Holly. It did not take me long to realize that this was the true love of my life. And much to my surprise she felt the same about me. A short time later I asked for her hand and she became my betrothed. Holly is a fine lass, brown haired, fair skinned, full of hip and breasts, with a taught waist between. And she has such a streak of wildness and impetuousness, she keeps me on my toes. In her, burns the flames that fuel my passion. In addition to my Holly, we have taken under our wing a young lass, to raise in a loving environment. Dragonflies is her name. Whom I now refer to as lil d. She is a beautiful, young lass. In need of a firm hand to control her strong will. At 5' 7'' she is a big baby, with a big heart. And someday I may let her grow up. A natural blonde, with hair to her hips. Her blue eyes are something men will get lost in. That is if they can raise their eyes from her formitable breastworks.

The next morning, we took Mary, wearing the diapers she had wet and messed in, and walked her back to the nursery. Since it was early there were only a few people about to tease Mary. That changed when we reached the nursery. I had timed our trip so we would arrive during the morning feedings. We were immediately approached my Megan herself.

''Good Morn to thee Megan.''

''Good Morn to thee Sir Tommy. A problem with Dragonflies and or Mary?''

''Dragonflies is doing well, Mary was another story. She chose to willfully disobey myself and Holly. Even after being warned, she refused to feed lil d. I was forced to discipline her, and she then wet and messed not only the diapers she was put in as part of her punishment, but the ones she was put into last night as well. I have found a new nanny for lil d and am returning Mary to thy care.''

''Sir Tommy, my apologies for her behavior. I expected better from her. Since I do not see her denying any of this, it appears I have my work cut out for me.''

Megan grabbed Mary by and ear and dragged her over to a vacant bench. Ripping her diaper from her, Megan grabbed a towel and began cleaning Mary up. Silicified, Megan then took a strap off the table and began to apply it vigorously to Mary's behind.

''Mary,'' Megan announced, ''for the next thirty days thee shall be spanked in this manner at each diaper change. Yes thee shall be in diapers for at least thirty days. I shall also instruct the others that thy diapers are to be checked hourly and changed if at all wet or messy. Thee shall be breastfed and be given water only. Any further problems and I shall send thee to Auntie R for thy correction.''

The conversation faded as we walked away from the nursery. I took lil d from Nicole and carried her the trip home. We made one stop on the return home at Master Dorson's. I needed to order a full set of disciplinary devices for Nicole.

That all took place a fortnight ago. Since then I have been busy acquiring the land for the village of 'Plugsville'. Only Anne is fully aware of our plans, and even she doesn't know that I intend for her to be mayor.

That brings us to now, today. Here I am standing at the altar, awaiting for my bride to finally become my wife. There were two big surprises in store for Holly. The first was our new home, under construction in Plugsville. The second was a project that I had undertaken for my bride; the construction of the first Fire Station in Zity. So lost in thought am I, that I hear not the music change. I become aware of the stirring in the church, as I look down the aisle, my gaze falls on a vision of loveliness that even I am hard pressed to put into words. My bride, shortly to be my wife, being escorted by her dear friend, ZaBoots. I was amazed by the restraint he showed in his choice of costumes this day. I was even more amazed by her choice of outfits. How she knew of my surprises for her she has never told me. Her surprise for all of us was her wearing of a Fire-fighters turn out gear!!! And that was not all. As I found out later, for underneath she wore naught except for a butt-plug. So much for my surprises for her.

In the front pews were lil d and Nicole. My Lady Tonya, and her Dom; Auntie Ruth. Behind them I could see Anne, Master Dorson, BIN, Megan with baby Mary. Tillie and several of her serving wenches were tasteful dressed as well. The church was packed with our friends and extended family in Zity. Lance, JustDan, and the Dave's; bbw, dakota and Faux. The list was endless.

Then she was there, next to me. ZaBoots placed her hands into mine and stepped back. From all around us came the sonorous baritone of WEBBY.

I was too enchanted with Holly to recall the words spoken that day. All I recall is there was a prolonged moment of silence, Holly gave me a look I would come to know quite well over the years.

And I said those magic words, ''I DO''.

There were some more words from WEBBY and then I heard, ''You may kiss your bride.''

Like I really needed an invitation? That first kiss as man and wife, sigh. That smart ass ZaBoots, ''GET A ROOM!!!''

Thank God for the break in the tension, as we broke for the door. Amid laughter, tears and a lot of smiles. But there were things to do before we could do the 'fun ' stuff. Yes the reception:

Hundreds of guests to greet.

Extended families to meet.

Dance. Dance. Dance. Repeat.

Soon I was getting tired. My wife showed no signs of slowing down. So I cheated. On the next dance, I grabbed her midway thru, picked her up, and the race was on. We got outside before many caught on. Thankfully my lady Tonya had our coach ready. And before we could be stopped, we were on our way.

Now yee asks, what of the honeymoon?

Well that is for another time, maybe.