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CHAPTER 6
There was a knock at the bedroom door.
“Yes?” The door cracked open and Jenna poked her head inside. “Are they here?”
She stepped in and closed the door. “Yes. Apparently, they were trapped on the bridge. Some kind of accident.” She walked up to me, her eyes taking me in, then hugging me, careful not to mess my hair. She put me at arm’s length and looked at me. I took a deep breath as she watched, studying her reaction. One of the hazards of having a psychologist as a close, confidential friend. She was no longer Dr. Jenna after our last meeting. Now she was simply Jenna to me and Jake and I had been learning a lot about her … and Beth.
“How are you doing?”
I smiled, trying to drop the appearance of the nervousness that was coursing through me. “We’ve been planning this for so long. I know we are both ready.” I blew out a deep breath, ending it with a smile I was trying to make relaxed and not forced. I knew once I was out there, though, I would be okay … no, I would be joyous because I would see Jake standing there waiting for me. And, then, everything would be good. “I have to admit; this unplanned waiting has given me some nerves.”
She hugged me, again. “It’s natural, everyone feels some nerves just before.” I gave her a cocked, questioning eyebrow. “Okay, if everyone feels nerves at a wedding, it has to be the same for this, right?” I laughed and it did help. She kissed me on the lips, her hand sliding familiarly down my bare side to my hip. “You look amazing, Lara. I almost envy you. Too bad I’m not submissive to experience this.” I smiled and felt those feelings coursing through, again. Not nerves, anymore. Jake. Those feelings I get when I think about Jake and especially what is coming in the next few moments. She helped me attach the cape I was wearing, at least for a part of the ceremony. She looked at me more. I loved that. She turned and left. I would wait for a few more minutes, then I would follow.
I stood at the glass doorway from the dinette area and waited for my cue for the ceremony to begin. The guests were seated in the exact number of chairs needed. There was no question of who would be showing up. Only those Jake trusted for such an event were even considered. I surveyed the guest and smiled at what the impact of my entrance was likely to have, even on Jake. We had kept some of the arrangements personal, like what we would be wearing and what we would say to each other. I saw Jake standing next to Jenna. She was wearing a very stylish business dress. She was officiating the ceremony, which was made up. There was nothing legal about it.
I saw Jake in a nicely tailored black tux. As he turned to say something to one of the guests, which caused a number of them to laugh, I saw that he was without a tie and his shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his front. God, he was handsome and so sexy.
I went through the invitation list in my head as I gazed over the people outside. Some I knew better than others, but Jake assured me they were all “liberated” in their thinking. There were four couples, two single men (one was John), and Beth. Twelve chairs (the extra chair for Jenna next to Beth) in an arc in front of where the ceremony would take place with a narrow opening separating them in front. That was my route to Jake and the ceremony. Just then, Jake stepped to Jenna and whisper something to her, she smiled. But, that movement allowed me to see King who had been behind Jake. This was a surprise. King was also dressed for the occasion. He had a fake white shirt collar and bow tie. He looked adorable … and handsome. My two men all dolled up for me.
I saw Jenna signal me with her hand, then point a remote at the player and speakers near the front came to life. It was an unconventional selection, but this entire thing was unconventional, but the song spoke to what I wanted to announce. It was “Giving Myself” by Jennifer Hudson.
As the music filled the yard, I opened the sliding door and stepped out. Everyone turned and gasped as one, even Jake who involuntarily took a step toward me, a smile growing huge on his face. Not even he knew what I was going to be wearing. I was sure he was expecting something bridal-ish but very sexy. This was very sexy but said without a doubt or question my intention. As I walked deliberately, but slowly, from the house onto the patio to the music, the sheer white cape fastened at my neck billowed out behind me in the early evening breeze that seemed to drive away a portion of the constant humidity. Around my neck, I had chosen a white lace choker that I hoped presented the image of a collar. Underneath the cape, which provided only an illusion of cover even from the back, my outfit consisted of white lace garter belt and stockings, and white 4-inch strap heels, which I have become very adept at walking in.
The refrain of the song that made it meaningful surrounded everyone:
I'm giving myself over to you
Body and soul
I'm giving it over
I'm giving myself over to you
You know it's the right time
I know it's the right night
I know it's the right life
I know you're the right man
I know I'm the right girl
Whether the others recognized the significance or not, I knew Jake understood and I smiled up at him. He smiled back at me.
For all intent and purpose, I was nude with only a mirage of being dressed. Everyone was standing as I approached and passed by them. Their mouths had opened in unison with the gasp at my appearance but quickly turned to smiles as I passed. Some smiles, if I were to discern between them, were lusty in new anticipation of what was to follow, others were approving with perhaps suddenly having a better understanding of the meaning of what was happening tonight.
As I came up to face Jake, he took both of my hands in his and looked down into my eyes. “You are beautiful … stunning, really … and so damn sexy!”
I flushed, “You’ve seen me dressed nearly like this before.”
He shook his head. “No. There is a glow about you, Lara.” I glanced to Jenna and she nodded her head in agreement. I hugged him, then snapped my finger for King to take his position on my left as I held Jake’s hand in my right.
Jenna smiled at us and whispered if we were ready. We both nodded.
She looked at us with a smile, then past us to the guests behind us. I knew the sheer cape did nothing to shield my bare butt from their gaze.
Jenna began in her role as the officiant of the ceremony. “Jake, Lara, King, and special guest, we are gathered here on this night and in this place for a very serious, very special, and very exciting purpose. We come here tonight to bear witness to the declaration Lara will give. Although both Jake and Lara understand such declaration does not hold legal weight in our greater society, your participation and witness to such declaration will provide relational weight by being freely and publicly given and witnessed by you, their trusted and respected friends who share a liberated perspective on intimate relations.” She returned her gaze to us. “Jake, Lara, are you prepared to enter into this ceremony with the same intention of honoring and respecting the declarations contained in it AS IF it held the full legal weight of our greater society?” I looked up at him and we both nodded together and said yes. “Are you acting of your free will and without coercion of any kind in entering these declarations?” Again, we nodded and repeated yes.
She looked down at King and hesitated. She knew from the ceremony we prepared that I was also going to be including King. Finally, she lightheartedly continued, “I think we will just have to assume that King is …”
Just then, King’s remarkable attention to this point was broken by something his nose picked up in the air. His nose sniffed the air, his nostrils flaring as he sought the source. Predictably, his snout was moving to my crotch. After all, I WAS naked and the scent was coming from me and I was well aware of the aroused state I was in.
I placed my hand on his snout and tried to gently divert it away. Jake was more commanding, telling him firmly to have a little patience, which drew muted laughter from behind us.
Flushed, I announced to Jenna but with enough voice to be heard by everyone, “I think King’s understanding of what is about to happen, his acceptance, and willingness is evident.” There was even brief clapping to join the laughing.
She held up her hands to get the guests attention. “Yes, a big part of what Jake and Lara intend is to have fun, pleasure, sharing, and exploring. But, as I said earlier, this is also a very serious step. What we are invited to witness tonight is a commitment by Lara to Jake. This is a ceremony in honor of something far beyond some romantic image and feeling a couple might share. If you paid attention to some of the lyrics of the entrance song Lara chose, you would have heard the surrender, ‘I'm giving myself over to you; Body and soul; I'm giving it over; I'm giving myself over to you’. Body and soul. That is the level of commitment Lara feels and is committing to Jake.” She looked over the guests, then focused on Beth. “There are those whose very nature and personality makes them vulnerable in relationships whether personal, professional, or casual. These people have a driving desire to please and serve and nothing makes them happier than to be able to fulfill that desire. Unfortunately, that desire is easily taken advantage of.” She seemed to be talking specifically to Beth. Then, she broke her gaze as if only then recognizing it herself. She went on to describe in layman’s terms what a submissive is clinically, how they behave, how they can be abused, taken advantage of, how they have become marginalized in culture. She emphasized the critical importance of these people to find that person who can release them, protect them, be strong for them in order to allow them to focus on what they desire … to please and serve.
“In case there is any question about why we are all at this place in this time, we are here to be witnesses to Lara submitting herself to Jake, a Commitment Ceremony. Lara wishes to give herself to Jake. She sees in him the person she needs, the person who can be strong for her, protect her, guide her, respect her in every way, but at the same time to challenge and motivate her to explore things about herself she would not have the courage to explore otherwise.” The guests were eerily hushed, as the full impact of what was happening settled in on them. Jenna looked at each of us, “Are you ready Jake?” He nodded. “Lara, are you ready?” I looked at Jake with my face full of happiness and devotion and nodded.
Jenna led us through a ceremony based on weddings and research of sites purporting to depict submissive commitment. That was all for show. Then she turned to me and asked if I was ready to express my intentions to Jake. I nodded and turned to face him. I notice Jenna punching the remote and cuing up a background instrumental to “We Belong”. I begin singing a modified version of Pat Benatar’s song:
“Many times I tried to tell someone
Many times I cried alone
Then, you were there and I cried no more
Always surprised at how well you cut through my pain and fear, to repair
To clean away my fear, my pain, my regret, and my despair
I can’t live without you, anymore
I've invested my energy, love, soul, and emotion
You’ve taken those seeds and nurtured them, given them protection
To the doubts that have complicated my mind
We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder
We belong to the sound of the words we've both fallen under
Whatever we deny or embrace for worse or for better
We belong … we belong … we belong together
Maybe it's a sign of my weakness when I don't know what to do or say
Maybe I just wouldn't know what to do with strength, anyway
Have we become to each other a known fact?
Now there's only looking forward
I have no desire for turning back
We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder
Whatever we deny or embrace for worse or for better
We belong … we belong … we belong together
Close your eyes and try to imagine the new life I give to you now freely
Close your eyes and try to dream what will be
For whatever you desire by imagining or dreaming will be
You can't begin to know how much I really love and care
I hear your voice inside me, I see your face everywhere
I give to you my body, heart, and desire
For you to love, use, control, train, and shape to how you aspire
We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder
We belong … we belong … we belong together.”
“Jake, Sir, I give to you the only thing I have to give that is of worth … myself, my body, my heart, my desire to please you and to serve you. I am yours, Jake! I am yours … I am yours to use, to control, to share, to train and shape for whatever purpose, but, especially, I am yours to love. I give you my body and soul.” I gazed into his eyes, then drop them, “Will you accept my offering, Sir?”
He raised my chin with his finger to look me in the eyes, “My god, Lara! I love you so much!”
“Is that a, yes, Sir?”
He pulled me into his arms, pulling me off the ground, “Yes! That is a YES!”
Jenna was all smiles, but she pushed through. “Jake, you have accepted Lara’s gift of herself, her entire self to you. What do you give her in response?”
His hands were cupping my face. “Lara, I can’t or won’t sing.” There was chuckling from the guys in the group. He smiled in response. “Lara, I will always, ALWAYS, treasure the gift you have bestowed upon me. I will always respect, honor, and protect you. I will do whatever is necessary for you to find the fulfillment you desire.”
Jenna captured our attention and we focused on the remaining part of the commitment. She looked out over the guests, “Jake and Lara have added an … interesting … element, addition, to her submission to Jake.” She looked at King and the guest instantly went quiet, sensing what she was about to proceed with. “Lara …”
I turned to King who was still sitting next to me. “King, you are Jake’s first pet. I followed you into his house and his care.” I glanced at the guest, many of whom were leaning forward, waiting for the next words, “I submit my body to you.” The group was hushed. They couldn’t be waiting for a verbal answer, but there wasn’t a sound from them. I stood straight, separated my feet, pulled the sheer cape behind me to fully expose my naked body to King and the others. “Do you accept me, King? I will be your bitch, whenever you desire me.” The group was hushed. Not a whisper or sound from them. King leaned forward as if he was giving an answer to my question, sniffed my crotch, then licked between my legs. I shivered and smiled as I held his head at my pussy.
Jenna physically reached out and turned me. I was flushed. I glanced at Jake for his reaction. His eyes were filled with lust … lust and love. Jenna started speaking and I turned back to her.
“By the power granted to me by Jake and Lara, I now pronounce you, Lara, Jake’s submissive to do with as he desires.” We had established our own boundaries, but the effect of ‘as he desires’ was more powerful for the group.
It took a moment. I think most of the guests weren’t quite sure what this ‘ceremony’ was all about. I know John did. He already had a real taste of what was to come. Then, after it settled in on them, they clapped enthusiastically. But, Jenna wasn’t done and, of course, it was all planned.
“Jake, you may now use your submissive.” The group was hushed, instantly. It was a play on the wedding ‘you may now kiss the bride’. Jenna came to me, unfastened my cape at my neck and carried it away to join Beth.
I looked up at Jake and whispered, “Are you ready, my Sir? No second thoughts?”
He shook his head and responded in a similar whisper. “I will never second guess this moment. I should ask if you have?”
“My gift is for always.”
I began unbuttoning the remaining buttons on his shirt. I kissed his increasingly exposed chest. I slid his jacket off and placed it on the ground. I removed his shirt, placing it on top of his jacket. I stepped into him, unbuckling his belt. I heard a gasp from some woman. I dropped to my knees to remove his shoes. He hadn’t worn socks. How Floridian of him. I remained on my knees and gazed up at him, my hands moving to the clasp and zipper of his trousers. He nodded to me. I pulled the zipper of his trousers down slowly. Again, there was a hush disturbed only by the ambient sounds of residential life beyond the confines of the yard.
I don’t think any of our guests anticipated that my submission to Jake would be consummated in front of them. But, what better way to demonstrate the depth of my commitment to him than to be taken publicly as I had publicly pronounced my submission.
I heard several gasps as I lowered his trousers to the ground, my lips kissing his abdomen just above the waistband of his boxers. I purposefully grazed my face and lips over his crotch as I lowered my attention to assisting him out of his trousers. I felt his cock react as my face rubbed along it on the outside of his boxers.
With him standing before us in only his boxers, I knew he presented a handsome image, but several of the men as our guests were former athletes who still took good care of themselves. My lips kissed my way up his left thigh, my tongue dragging along the skin as I moved up between kisses. When I reached the bottom of his boxers, I trapped my nose underneath and pushed the leg up his thigh, exposing more of his leg. I heard several sighs, clearly from the women. I looked up at Jake, his boxers leg dropping down his thigh. I reached for the waistband and smiled at him. My mouth returned to his abdomen, kissing and licking his skin as I slowly lowered his boxers over his hips. I was directly in front of Jake, directly between him and the guests, except for Jenna and Beth on the one side. I wanted her to see him, first. All those times in her office I spent talking about Jake but with few truly intimate details. All those times she knew I was with him, getting to know him, raising our intimacy slowly over time, finally experimenting with my submissiveness with him and giving him my verbal commitment over that dinner. All those times of her hearing about us and her mind probably wondering what that must have been like. She had to wonder about him.
I moved on my knees slightly more to the side to show her as his cock became exposed. She gasped, then, “Oh my …”. I heard Beth whisper something and Jenna respond. Her breath was heavy, labored.
I smiled as I stood up while pressing myself against his body, still covering him from the view of the others. I raised my head up to him. We kissed deeply and passionately. I raised my right leg and hooked it over his butt. I ground my crotch into him and felt his cock grow as I did it. I knew he would be aroused, to begin with. Hell, he was about to fuck me in front of his friends. I knew it would take almost nothing to get him aroused enough to become erect, at least erect enough.
I lowered my right leg, swaying against him, just in case he needed more stimulation. He didn’t, but I enjoyed the feel of his huge, hard cock against my stomach. I stepped to my left, slowly, my right hand sliding behind me along his skin until I was pressed into his right side, my right hand grasping his long, hard cock. I grasped him near the base intentionally to demonstrate how small my hand appeared wrapped around it. This time the gasp wasn’t from the side from just Jenna and Beth. The other four women in the group all seemed to utter the gasp in unison, collectively turning a single muted gasp from any one of them into a pooled sound that was undeniable.
I kissed his shoulder as I looked out over the group, my pale breast pressed into his black arm, my hand slowly stroking up and down his shaft. I made eye contact with each of the women, passing by the men. I smiled and I knew my eyes were blazing with the lust that was burning inside my body.
Jake turned his head to me, “Are you ready, my submissive woman?”
I smiled up at him. “You know I am. I am and always will be wet and ready for you. How have you decided you will take me, Sir?”
He moved me in front of him. “Put your hands around my neck and jump into my arms, then wrap your legs around me.”
We had done this once before. What an amazing feeling of power and control from him and utter surrender from me. I did as he said and another gasp came from someone. He pulled me up higher on his stomach, my legs wrapped tightly around him. He had both hands under my ass cheeks, then one released its hold, but I remained where I was. He slowly lowered me until I felt the head of his cock poke against my ass. He moved his cock back and forth, blindly seeking my pussy, then my opening. I raised up slightly, whispered for him to hold his cock still, and I moved the inches needed to sink over the head, my arms grabbing tighter around his neck.
It didn’t seem to matter how many times I take him inside me, each time is being filled anew. Each time elicits a low, guttural gasp, which happened this time, too. And with my own gasp came another collective gasp from the women.
I covered his mouth with mine, mashing a long mouth and tongue kiss for the ages. I parted slightly, my eyes on his lips that I was just kissing before rising to his eyes. “Are you ready?”
He smiled. The head of his cock was still the only part inside me, but he understood what was coming. “Are you ready? You’re the one who is going to feel it the most.”
“Yes, I love how it feels.” I released some of the tension in my arms and legs, knowing he still had me, but the reduction in my hold dropped my ass down, his cock driving up into my pussy until he bottomed out inside me just as I hit the base of his cock. He raised and dropped me while we stood in front of the group. The gasps weren’t just from the women, at least the whispered and muted comments weren’t. It was almost a brutal fucking as he dropped me down the full length of his cock each time. This went on and on and I began to wonder how he was holding out. Did he masturbate just before? Did he use some numbing cream that I couldn’t taste?
He surprised me. He lifted me up and off his cock. He set me down in front of him, turned me around to face the others, then told me to jump as high as I could. I knew my breasts had to flop but I jumped as high as I could. He caught me in mid-air and held me tight to his body. “Reinsert me.” I reached down, my eyes catching on several people as my hand sought his cock and moved it to my hole, which was gaping and easier to find. He lowered me down and I twisted my arms back around his neck. They all could easily see everything happening now. His massive cock exposed as he lifted me, then instantly gone up inside my body as he lowered me.
I exploded. My orgasm took hold. I tried but I couldn’t hold out any longer. My body facing the group as I orgasmed, it shook. Everything shook. My legs seemed to twitch, my stomach quivered. My mouth dropped open as cry after cry, moan after groan escaped.
At first, I didn’t realize when Jake came. Then, I knew. I felt his cock inside jerk violently and my pussy became filled to overflowing with his seed.
He slowly, carefully, lowered himself while somehow holding me closely and tightly until he was lying on his side, I spooned in front of him, his cock still buried inside me. It was utterly quiet until some soft, muted words could be heard, then Jake’s words came to me.
“No rest my dear. There is still another male who wants to consummate your submission.”
I turned in his arms and kissed him. “My god, Jake! That was wonderful. Now King. Yes, definitely. Promise me something?”
“Anything.”
“Make this my life.”
He kissed my nose. “Does ‘be careful what you wish for’ apply here?”
I smiled and touched his lips with my finger. “No. That’s your job to be careful for me.” I smiled and without looking back, moved to my hands and knees and crawled to where King was sitting somewhat patiently. Somewhat patiently because several inches of his reddish cock was exposed from his sheath.
I patted the ground as I came to him and his gangly body folded onto its side and his hind leg lifted in familiar anticipation. I nuzzled his head, planting several kisses, as I continued down his body to the exposed cock. He had no nervousness or uncertainty with however I wanted to touch him or what position I encouraged him into. As I knelt alongside his body, my mouth taking the inches of exposed and growing cock, his snout sniffed and searched my bottom. Jake did something unique for the guests’ voyeuristic enjoyment, maybe I could manage it, too. I released his cock from my mouth and with both hands pushed his chest so he was on his back, both legs now splayed out to the sides. Quickly, I swung my leg over his chest and pulled the other along the other side. I wiggled my crotch back and lowered my mouth back to the more exposed cock. When I felt his cold, wet snout on my pussy, then his tongue lapped the length of my slit leaking Jake’s cum, I moaned loudly from around the cock filling my mouth. I heard the murmurs from the guests and smiled to myself.
I didn’t stay in this position very long. I didn’t need to because King quickly became fully hard and exposed and I was already way past ready to be fucked. I swung my legs around while holding his cock in my mouth before getting into an awkward position for mounting. We had missed a detail in our planning. I needed something to raise my ass in the air for him to easily mount me. Instead, I rose and bent over at the waist, my arms on my knees for bracing. I had never done it this way before. Could I hold his 165 pounds like this? The position must have given him pause, too, because there was a moment before he mounted me, but he did. He landed on my back and my frame sagged from the impact, but I held. This wasn’t going to be comfortable, though, but maybe all I really needed to do was be a willing bitch to the dog to cum inside of and not be concerned with my own pleasure. I heard a scr****g and found a chair moving in front of me. Jake was already partially dressed and recognized my predicament and quickly found a chair for me to kneel on and brace my upper body. My gaze followed Jake to give him a thank you smile and found John standing alongside him whispering into his ear. John had reacted, too, and given up his chair.
King was deep inside me, fucking me with that relentless and frantic way of canine sex, my moans, gasps, and groans were continuous, but not so much so that I could miss the sounds coming from our witnesses. God, what a slut, what a dog bitch I must appear before these people. But, God, it felt so good!
His cock filled me and his knot was pounding at the entrance to my pussy. Each thrust of the knot to push inside shoved my body forward and swung my breasts underneath me. When the knot pressed inside, the impact was doubled and my body moved a foot, pressing my body firmly into the back of the chair I was using for a brace. I cried out like I so often did as his large knot stretched me and passed inside. Then, the fucking moved into the final stages as King’s cock and knot seemed to increase in size as if his sperm was building inside for the inevitable gush of fluid to be deposited. At the first spasm of his cock, my pussy spasmed with it. My pussy walls clenched around the knot and cock permitting me to feel each twitch and pulse of his cock in the Nano-seconds before he spurted his cum. It was in those Nano-seconds between awareness and happening that my orgasm struck.
My thighs collapsed sometime during orgasming. My legs folded onto the seat of the chair, the knot stuck inside me pulling to hold my ass higher than it was. King swung a leg over me and stood looking out in the direction of the guests as I recovered enough to raise my ass to relieve the intense tension of the knot against my opening.
I felt a hand on the side of my head as it lay on my forearms on the top of the chair back. I opened my eyes in slits to find Jake, dressed and gently stroking my cheek with his finger tips and pushing my hair back behind my head. I gave him a weak, but very satisfied smile.
In a hushed voice, “Did I please you, Sir?”
He leaned down and kissed my cheek, then crouched to be at eye level with me. “You have always pleased me, Lara.”
I smiled and rocked on the knot tying my pussy to King and feeling new jolts of sexual energy from bumping my G-spot. “And I intend to please you always …”
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There was a knock at the bedroom door.
“Yes?” The door cracked open and Jenna poked her head inside. “Are they here?”
She stepped in and closed the door. “Yes. Apparently, they were trapped on the bridge. Some kind of accident.” She walked up to me, her eyes taking me in, then hugging me, careful not to mess my hair. She put me at arm’s length and looked at me. I took a deep breath as she watched, studying her reaction. One of the hazards of having a psychologist as a close, confidential friend. She was no longer Dr. Jenna after our last meeting. Now she was simply Jenna to me and Jake and I had been learning a lot about her … and Beth.
“How are you doing?”
I smiled, trying to drop the appearance of the nervousness that was coursing through me. “We’ve been planning this for so long. I know we are both ready.” I blew out a deep breath, ending it with a smile I was trying to make relaxed and not forced. I knew once I was out there, though, I would be okay … no, I would be joyous because I would see Jake standing there waiting for me. And, then, everything would be good. “I have to admit; this unplanned waiting has given me some nerves.”
She hugged me, again. “It’s natural, everyone feels some nerves just before.” I gave her a cocked, questioning eyebrow. “Okay, if everyone feels nerves at a wedding, it has to be the same for this, right?” I laughed and it did help. She kissed me on the lips, her hand sliding familiarly down my bare side to my hip. “You look amazing, Lara. I almost envy you. Too bad I’m not submissive to experience this.” I smiled and felt those feelings coursing through, again. Not nerves, anymore. Jake. Those feelings I get when I think about Jake and especially what is coming in the next few moments. She helped me attach the cape I was wearing, at least for a part of the ceremony. She looked at me more. I loved that. She turned and left. I would wait for a few more minutes, then I would follow.
I stood at the glass doorway from the dinette area and waited for my cue for the ceremony to begin. The guests were seated in the exact number of chairs needed. There was no question of who would be showing up. Only those Jake trusted for such an event were even considered. I surveyed the guest and smiled at what the impact of my entrance was likely to have, even on Jake. We had kept some of the arrangements personal, like what we would be wearing and what we would say to each other. I saw Jake standing next to Jenna. She was wearing a very stylish business dress. She was officiating the ceremony, which was made up. There was nothing legal about it.
I saw Jake in a nicely tailored black tux. As he turned to say something to one of the guests, which caused a number of them to laugh, I saw that he was without a tie and his shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his front. God, he was handsome and so sexy.
I went through the invitation list in my head as I gazed over the people outside. Some I knew better than others, but Jake assured me they were all “liberated” in their thinking. There were four couples, two single men (one was John), and Beth. Twelve chairs (the extra chair for Jenna next to Beth) in an arc in front of where the ceremony would take place with a narrow opening separating them in front. That was my route to Jake and the ceremony. Just then, Jake stepped to Jenna and whisper something to her, she smiled. But, that movement allowed me to see King who had been behind Jake. This was a surprise. King was also dressed for the occasion. He had a fake white shirt collar and bow tie. He looked adorable … and handsome. My two men all dolled up for me.
I saw Jenna signal me with her hand, then point a remote at the player and speakers near the front came to life. It was an unconventional selection, but this entire thing was unconventional, but the song spoke to what I wanted to announce. It was “Giving Myself” by Jennifer Hudson.
As the music filled the yard, I opened the sliding door and stepped out. Everyone turned and gasped as one, even Jake who involuntarily took a step toward me, a smile growing huge on his face. Not even he knew what I was going to be wearing. I was sure he was expecting something bridal-ish but very sexy. This was very sexy but said without a doubt or question my intention. As I walked deliberately, but slowly, from the house onto the patio to the music, the sheer white cape fastened at my neck billowed out behind me in the early evening breeze that seemed to drive away a portion of the constant humidity. Around my neck, I had chosen a white lace choker that I hoped presented the image of a collar. Underneath the cape, which provided only an illusion of cover even from the back, my outfit consisted of white lace garter belt and stockings, and white 4-inch strap heels, which I have become very adept at walking in.
The refrain of the song that made it meaningful surrounded everyone:
I'm giving myself over to you
Body and soul
I'm giving it over
I'm giving myself over to you
You know it's the right time
I know it's the right night
I know it's the right life
I know you're the right man
I know I'm the right girl
Whether the others recognized the significance or not, I knew Jake understood and I smiled up at him. He smiled back at me.
For all intent and purpose, I was nude with only a mirage of being dressed. Everyone was standing as I approached and passed by them. Their mouths had opened in unison with the gasp at my appearance but quickly turned to smiles as I passed. Some smiles, if I were to discern between them, were lusty in new anticipation of what was to follow, others were approving with perhaps suddenly having a better understanding of the meaning of what was happening tonight.
As I came up to face Jake, he took both of my hands in his and looked down into my eyes. “You are beautiful … stunning, really … and so damn sexy!”
I flushed, “You’ve seen me dressed nearly like this before.”
He shook his head. “No. There is a glow about you, Lara.” I glanced to Jenna and she nodded her head in agreement. I hugged him, then snapped my finger for King to take his position on my left as I held Jake’s hand in my right.
Jenna smiled at us and whispered if we were ready. We both nodded.
She looked at us with a smile, then past us to the guests behind us. I knew the sheer cape did nothing to shield my bare butt from their gaze.
Jenna began in her role as the officiant of the ceremony. “Jake, Lara, King, and special guest, we are gathered here on this night and in this place for a very serious, very special, and very exciting purpose. We come here tonight to bear witness to the declaration Lara will give. Although both Jake and Lara understand such declaration does not hold legal weight in our greater society, your participation and witness to such declaration will provide relational weight by being freely and publicly given and witnessed by you, their trusted and respected friends who share a liberated perspective on intimate relations.” She returned her gaze to us. “Jake, Lara, are you prepared to enter into this ceremony with the same intention of honoring and respecting the declarations contained in it AS IF it held the full legal weight of our greater society?” I looked up at him and we both nodded together and said yes. “Are you acting of your free will and without coercion of any kind in entering these declarations?” Again, we nodded and repeated yes.
She looked down at King and hesitated. She knew from the ceremony we prepared that I was also going to be including King. Finally, she lightheartedly continued, “I think we will just have to assume that King is …”
Just then, King’s remarkable attention to this point was broken by something his nose picked up in the air. His nose sniffed the air, his nostrils flaring as he sought the source. Predictably, his snout was moving to my crotch. After all, I WAS naked and the scent was coming from me and I was well aware of the aroused state I was in.
I placed my hand on his snout and tried to gently divert it away. Jake was more commanding, telling him firmly to have a little patience, which drew muted laughter from behind us.
Flushed, I announced to Jenna but with enough voice to be heard by everyone, “I think King’s understanding of what is about to happen, his acceptance, and willingness is evident.” There was even brief clapping to join the laughing.
She held up her hands to get the guests attention. “Yes, a big part of what Jake and Lara intend is to have fun, pleasure, sharing, and exploring. But, as I said earlier, this is also a very serious step. What we are invited to witness tonight is a commitment by Lara to Jake. This is a ceremony in honor of something far beyond some romantic image and feeling a couple might share. If you paid attention to some of the lyrics of the entrance song Lara chose, you would have heard the surrender, ‘I'm giving myself over to you; Body and soul; I'm giving it over; I'm giving myself over to you’. Body and soul. That is the level of commitment Lara feels and is committing to Jake.” She looked over the guests, then focused on Beth. “There are those whose very nature and personality makes them vulnerable in relationships whether personal, professional, or casual. These people have a driving desire to please and serve and nothing makes them happier than to be able to fulfill that desire. Unfortunately, that desire is easily taken advantage of.” She seemed to be talking specifically to Beth. Then, she broke her gaze as if only then recognizing it herself. She went on to describe in layman’s terms what a submissive is clinically, how they behave, how they can be abused, taken advantage of, how they have become marginalized in culture. She emphasized the critical importance of these people to find that person who can release them, protect them, be strong for them in order to allow them to focus on what they desire … to please and serve.
“In case there is any question about why we are all at this place in this time, we are here to be witnesses to Lara submitting herself to Jake, a Commitment Ceremony. Lara wishes to give herself to Jake. She sees in him the person she needs, the person who can be strong for her, protect her, guide her, respect her in every way, but at the same time to challenge and motivate her to explore things about herself she would not have the courage to explore otherwise.” The guests were eerily hushed, as the full impact of what was happening settled in on them. Jenna looked at each of us, “Are you ready Jake?” He nodded. “Lara, are you ready?” I looked at Jake with my face full of happiness and devotion and nodded.
Jenna led us through a ceremony based on weddings and research of sites purporting to depict submissive commitment. That was all for show. Then she turned to me and asked if I was ready to express my intentions to Jake. I nodded and turned to face him. I notice Jenna punching the remote and cuing up a background instrumental to “We Belong”. I begin singing a modified version of Pat Benatar’s song:
“Many times I tried to tell someone
Many times I cried alone
Then, you were there and I cried no more
Always surprised at how well you cut through my pain and fear, to repair
To clean away my fear, my pain, my regret, and my despair
I can’t live without you, anymore
I've invested my energy, love, soul, and emotion
You’ve taken those seeds and nurtured them, given them protection
To the doubts that have complicated my mind
We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder
We belong to the sound of the words we've both fallen under
Whatever we deny or embrace for worse or for better
We belong … we belong … we belong together
Maybe it's a sign of my weakness when I don't know what to do or say
Maybe I just wouldn't know what to do with strength, anyway
Have we become to each other a known fact?
Now there's only looking forward
I have no desire for turning back
We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder
Whatever we deny or embrace for worse or for better
We belong … we belong … we belong together
Close your eyes and try to imagine the new life I give to you now freely
Close your eyes and try to dream what will be
For whatever you desire by imagining or dreaming will be
You can't begin to know how much I really love and care
I hear your voice inside me, I see your face everywhere
I give to you my body, heart, and desire
For you to love, use, control, train, and shape to how you aspire
We belong to the light, we belong to the thunder
We belong … we belong … we belong together.”
“Jake, Sir, I give to you the only thing I have to give that is of worth … myself, my body, my heart, my desire to please you and to serve you. I am yours, Jake! I am yours … I am yours to use, to control, to share, to train and shape for whatever purpose, but, especially, I am yours to love. I give you my body and soul.” I gazed into his eyes, then drop them, “Will you accept my offering, Sir?”
He raised my chin with his finger to look me in the eyes, “My god, Lara! I love you so much!”
“Is that a, yes, Sir?”
He pulled me into his arms, pulling me off the ground, “Yes! That is a YES!”
Jenna was all smiles, but she pushed through. “Jake, you have accepted Lara’s gift of herself, her entire self to you. What do you give her in response?”
His hands were cupping my face. “Lara, I can’t or won’t sing.” There was chuckling from the guys in the group. He smiled in response. “Lara, I will always, ALWAYS, treasure the gift you have bestowed upon me. I will always respect, honor, and protect you. I will do whatever is necessary for you to find the fulfillment you desire.”
Jenna captured our attention and we focused on the remaining part of the commitment. She looked out over the guests, “Jake and Lara have added an … interesting … element, addition, to her submission to Jake.” She looked at King and the guest instantly went quiet, sensing what she was about to proceed with. “Lara …”
I turned to King who was still sitting next to me. “King, you are Jake’s first pet. I followed you into his house and his care.” I glanced at the guest, many of whom were leaning forward, waiting for the next words, “I submit my body to you.” The group was hushed. They couldn’t be waiting for a verbal answer, but there wasn’t a sound from them. I stood straight, separated my feet, pulled the sheer cape behind me to fully expose my naked body to King and the others. “Do you accept me, King? I will be your bitch, whenever you desire me.” The group was hushed. Not a whisper or sound from them. King leaned forward as if he was giving an answer to my question, sniffed my crotch, then licked between my legs. I shivered and smiled as I held his head at my pussy.
Jenna physically reached out and turned me. I was flushed. I glanced at Jake for his reaction. His eyes were filled with lust … lust and love. Jenna started speaking and I turned back to her.
“By the power granted to me by Jake and Lara, I now pronounce you, Lara, Jake’s submissive to do with as he desires.” We had established our own boundaries, but the effect of ‘as he desires’ was more powerful for the group.
It took a moment. I think most of the guests weren’t quite sure what this ‘ceremony’ was all about. I know John did. He already had a real taste of what was to come. Then, after it settled in on them, they clapped enthusiastically. But, Jenna wasn’t done and, of course, it was all planned.
“Jake, you may now use your submissive.” The group was hushed, instantly. It was a play on the wedding ‘you may now kiss the bride’. Jenna came to me, unfastened my cape at my neck and carried it away to join Beth.
I looked up at Jake and whispered, “Are you ready, my Sir? No second thoughts?”
He shook his head and responded in a similar whisper. “I will never second guess this moment. I should ask if you have?”
“My gift is for always.”
I began unbuttoning the remaining buttons on his shirt. I kissed his increasingly exposed chest. I slid his jacket off and placed it on the ground. I removed his shirt, placing it on top of his jacket. I stepped into him, unbuckling his belt. I heard a gasp from some woman. I dropped to my knees to remove his shoes. He hadn’t worn socks. How Floridian of him. I remained on my knees and gazed up at him, my hands moving to the clasp and zipper of his trousers. He nodded to me. I pulled the zipper of his trousers down slowly. Again, there was a hush disturbed only by the ambient sounds of residential life beyond the confines of the yard.
I don’t think any of our guests anticipated that my submission to Jake would be consummated in front of them. But, what better way to demonstrate the depth of my commitment to him than to be taken publicly as I had publicly pronounced my submission.
I heard several gasps as I lowered his trousers to the ground, my lips kissing his abdomen just above the waistband of his boxers. I purposefully grazed my face and lips over his crotch as I lowered my attention to assisting him out of his trousers. I felt his cock react as my face rubbed along it on the outside of his boxers.
With him standing before us in only his boxers, I knew he presented a handsome image, but several of the men as our guests were former athletes who still took good care of themselves. My lips kissed my way up his left thigh, my tongue dragging along the skin as I moved up between kisses. When I reached the bottom of his boxers, I trapped my nose underneath and pushed the leg up his thigh, exposing more of his leg. I heard several sighs, clearly from the women. I looked up at Jake, his boxers leg dropping down his thigh. I reached for the waistband and smiled at him. My mouth returned to his abdomen, kissing and licking his skin as I slowly lowered his boxers over his hips. I was directly in front of Jake, directly between him and the guests, except for Jenna and Beth on the one side. I wanted her to see him, first. All those times in her office I spent talking about Jake but with few truly intimate details. All those times she knew I was with him, getting to know him, raising our intimacy slowly over time, finally experimenting with my submissiveness with him and giving him my verbal commitment over that dinner. All those times of her hearing about us and her mind probably wondering what that must have been like. She had to wonder about him.
I moved on my knees slightly more to the side to show her as his cock became exposed. She gasped, then, “Oh my …”. I heard Beth whisper something and Jenna respond. Her breath was heavy, labored.
I smiled as I stood up while pressing myself against his body, still covering him from the view of the others. I raised my head up to him. We kissed deeply and passionately. I raised my right leg and hooked it over his butt. I ground my crotch into him and felt his cock grow as I did it. I knew he would be aroused, to begin with. Hell, he was about to fuck me in front of his friends. I knew it would take almost nothing to get him aroused enough to become erect, at least erect enough.
I lowered my right leg, swaying against him, just in case he needed more stimulation. He didn’t, but I enjoyed the feel of his huge, hard cock against my stomach. I stepped to my left, slowly, my right hand sliding behind me along his skin until I was pressed into his right side, my right hand grasping his long, hard cock. I grasped him near the base intentionally to demonstrate how small my hand appeared wrapped around it. This time the gasp wasn’t from the side from just Jenna and Beth. The other four women in the group all seemed to utter the gasp in unison, collectively turning a single muted gasp from any one of them into a pooled sound that was undeniable.
I kissed his shoulder as I looked out over the group, my pale breast pressed into his black arm, my hand slowly stroking up and down his shaft. I made eye contact with each of the women, passing by the men. I smiled and I knew my eyes were blazing with the lust that was burning inside my body.
Jake turned his head to me, “Are you ready, my submissive woman?”
I smiled up at him. “You know I am. I am and always will be wet and ready for you. How have you decided you will take me, Sir?”
He moved me in front of him. “Put your hands around my neck and jump into my arms, then wrap your legs around me.”
We had done this once before. What an amazing feeling of power and control from him and utter surrender from me. I did as he said and another gasp came from someone. He pulled me up higher on his stomach, my legs wrapped tightly around him. He had both hands under my ass cheeks, then one released its hold, but I remained where I was. He slowly lowered me until I felt the head of his cock poke against my ass. He moved his cock back and forth, blindly seeking my pussy, then my opening. I raised up slightly, whispered for him to hold his cock still, and I moved the inches needed to sink over the head, my arms grabbing tighter around his neck.
It didn’t seem to matter how many times I take him inside me, each time is being filled anew. Each time elicits a low, guttural gasp, which happened this time, too. And with my own gasp came another collective gasp from the women.
I covered his mouth with mine, mashing a long mouth and tongue kiss for the ages. I parted slightly, my eyes on his lips that I was just kissing before rising to his eyes. “Are you ready?”
He smiled. The head of his cock was still the only part inside me, but he understood what was coming. “Are you ready? You’re the one who is going to feel it the most.”
“Yes, I love how it feels.” I released some of the tension in my arms and legs, knowing he still had me, but the reduction in my hold dropped my ass down, his cock driving up into my pussy until he bottomed out inside me just as I hit the base of his cock. He raised and dropped me while we stood in front of the group. The gasps weren’t just from the women, at least the whispered and muted comments weren’t. It was almost a brutal fucking as he dropped me down the full length of his cock each time. This went on and on and I began to wonder how he was holding out. Did he masturbate just before? Did he use some numbing cream that I couldn’t taste?
He surprised me. He lifted me up and off his cock. He set me down in front of him, turned me around to face the others, then told me to jump as high as I could. I knew my breasts had to flop but I jumped as high as I could. He caught me in mid-air and held me tight to his body. “Reinsert me.” I reached down, my eyes catching on several people as my hand sought his cock and moved it to my hole, which was gaping and easier to find. He lowered me down and I twisted my arms back around his neck. They all could easily see everything happening now. His massive cock exposed as he lifted me, then instantly gone up inside my body as he lowered me.
I exploded. My orgasm took hold. I tried but I couldn’t hold out any longer. My body facing the group as I orgasmed, it shook. Everything shook. My legs seemed to twitch, my stomach quivered. My mouth dropped open as cry after cry, moan after groan escaped.
At first, I didn’t realize when Jake came. Then, I knew. I felt his cock inside jerk violently and my pussy became filled to overflowing with his seed.
He slowly, carefully, lowered himself while somehow holding me closely and tightly until he was lying on his side, I spooned in front of him, his cock still buried inside me. It was utterly quiet until some soft, muted words could be heard, then Jake’s words came to me.
“No rest my dear. There is still another male who wants to consummate your submission.”
I turned in his arms and kissed him. “My god, Jake! That was wonderful. Now King. Yes, definitely. Promise me something?”
“Anything.”
“Make this my life.”
He kissed my nose. “Does ‘be careful what you wish for’ apply here?”
I smiled and touched his lips with my finger. “No. That’s your job to be careful for me.” I smiled and without looking back, moved to my hands and knees and crawled to where King was sitting somewhat patiently. Somewhat patiently because several inches of his reddish cock was exposed from his sheath.
I patted the ground as I came to him and his gangly body folded onto its side and his hind leg lifted in familiar anticipation. I nuzzled his head, planting several kisses, as I continued down his body to the exposed cock. He had no nervousness or uncertainty with however I wanted to touch him or what position I encouraged him into. As I knelt alongside his body, my mouth taking the inches of exposed and growing cock, his snout sniffed and searched my bottom. Jake did something unique for the guests’ voyeuristic enjoyment, maybe I could manage it, too. I released his cock from my mouth and with both hands pushed his chest so he was on his back, both legs now splayed out to the sides. Quickly, I swung my leg over his chest and pulled the other along the other side. I wiggled my crotch back and lowered my mouth back to the more exposed cock. When I felt his cold, wet snout on my pussy, then his tongue lapped the length of my slit leaking Jake’s cum, I moaned loudly from around the cock filling my mouth. I heard the murmurs from the guests and smiled to myself.
I didn’t stay in this position very long. I didn’t need to because King quickly became fully hard and exposed and I was already way past ready to be fucked. I swung my legs around while holding his cock in my mouth before getting into an awkward position for mounting. We had missed a detail in our planning. I needed something to raise my ass in the air for him to easily mount me. Instead, I rose and bent over at the waist, my arms on my knees for bracing. I had never done it this way before. Could I hold his 165 pounds like this? The position must have given him pause, too, because there was a moment before he mounted me, but he did. He landed on my back and my frame sagged from the impact, but I held. This wasn’t going to be comfortable, though, but maybe all I really needed to do was be a willing bitch to the dog to cum inside of and not be concerned with my own pleasure. I heard a scr****g and found a chair moving in front of me. Jake was already partially dressed and recognized my predicament and quickly found a chair for me to kneel on and brace my upper body. My gaze followed Jake to give him a thank you smile and found John standing alongside him whispering into his ear. John had reacted, too, and given up his chair.
King was deep inside me, fucking me with that relentless and frantic way of canine sex, my moans, gasps, and groans were continuous, but not so much so that I could miss the sounds coming from our witnesses. God, what a slut, what a dog bitch I must appear before these people. But, God, it felt so good!
His cock filled me and his knot was pounding at the entrance to my pussy. Each thrust of the knot to push inside shoved my body forward and swung my breasts underneath me. When the knot pressed inside, the impact was doubled and my body moved a foot, pressing my body firmly into the back of the chair I was using for a brace. I cried out like I so often did as his large knot stretched me and passed inside. Then, the fucking moved into the final stages as King’s cock and knot seemed to increase in size as if his sperm was building inside for the inevitable gush of fluid to be deposited. At the first spasm of his cock, my pussy spasmed with it. My pussy walls clenched around the knot and cock permitting me to feel each twitch and pulse of his cock in the Nano-seconds before he spurted his cum. It was in those Nano-seconds between awareness and happening that my orgasm struck.
My thighs collapsed sometime during orgasming. My legs folded onto the seat of the chair, the knot stuck inside me pulling to hold my ass higher than it was. King swung a leg over me and stood looking out in the direction of the guests as I recovered enough to raise my ass to relieve the intense tension of the knot against my opening.
I felt a hand on the side of my head as it lay on my forearms on the top of the chair back. I opened my eyes in slits to find Jake, dressed and gently stroking my cheek with his finger tips and pushing my hair back behind my head. I gave him a weak, but very satisfied smile.
In a hushed voice, “Did I please you, Sir?”
He leaned down and kissed my cheek, then crouched to be at eye level with me. “You have always pleased me, Lara.”
I smiled and rocked on the knot tying my pussy to King and feeling new jolts of sexual energy from bumping my G-spot. “And I intend to please you always …”
* * * CHAPTER 7 to follow * * * Thanks for reading.
Clover
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