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“I do.”
I squeezed my husband’s hand when I heard those words. We’ve been waiting patiently for almost a year to hear them. Susannah looked lovely wearing her white wedding dress with sparkles scattered throughout the veil. It made her look like a fairy standing next to Michael. He looked so handsome and proud as they kissed, sealing their union, before turning to be presented to the group of a hundred people.
The newlyweds gazed out across the crowded room until their eye’s met ours. They both smiled brightly, and we felt so happy for them, and for ourselves. A year of planning and preparation has turned this into a very special day, for all of us.
The reception was amazing and lasted until dark. We danced and drank champagne until the cake was cut. It was delicious, as was the meal. The reception was winding down when I noticed the older attendees looking anxious to leave. I looked out across the room and spotted the bride and groom slow dancing. They looked so happy as they danced. We made eye contact and I gave them a wink, then a barely noticeable nod toward the door. They immediately understood and found their way back to their table.
A few minutes later, it was announced that the newlyweds were leaving, and a crowd gathered down the steps leading to a waiting car. I’ve never seen her so happy as when the bride tossed the bouquet, the final seal of their new life.
My husband pulled me tightly into him. It’s been a busy year, but finally the culmination of our efforts are almost over. We went back inside to mingle with the attendees for a little while longer. The older crowd have mostly gone, and all the young friends of both the bride and groom will most likely party a few more hours. We finally decide to go, and shake hands with the family and friends on our way out.
The air was still and warm as we got in the car. I could finally relax now that the excitement of the wedding and reception was over. The 30 minute drive home seemed to take forever. My husband and I held hands the entire way, and I knew he was as anxious as I to get home. We’ve been too busy to take time out for ourselves over the last two weeks, and tonight we’ve planned to celebrate this joyous occasion.
The chimes of the cell phone broke the silence, and he pulled his hand from mine to answer. The one sided conversation made me chuckle to myself, I could guess each question by his response.
“Yep, everything went off with and without a hitch.”
Pause...
“I don’t anticipate a problem, all the trigger responses were confirmed just as planned.”
Pause...
“We’ll be home in 10 minutes and know for sure soon after that.”
Pause...
“Yep, I’ll give you a call soon after getting home or sometime in the morning, depending.”
Pause...
“Ok, talk to you soon.”
He put the phone away and took my hand, giving it a squeeze and smiling at me briefly before watching the road. The next ten minute drive home seemed to drag on.
We finally pull through the gate and up the long circle drive, then parked near the steps to the front door. We walk up the steps, and just as we approach the door opens. Heather, our housekeeper stepped to the side as we enter, then without a word, helps us with our things. We’re excited to be home, and pay little attention as she takes my purse and helps with his coat. In her anticipation of our arrival, she’s poured us each a drink. Him a gin and tonic, and myself a vodka tonic. We pick up our drinks and walk through the foyer to the front room. She has candles lite throughout the house making it very romantic. How appropriate for such a special day. We stand breifly near the fireplace and he leans into me, holds me, then gives me a kiss. I melt into his arms just as I always have. I’ve never been able to resist him, and still quiver at his touch. After a second soft kiss he whispers in my ear...
“Are you ready?”
I feel my heart pounding and answer...
“I am.”
He took me by the hand and we walk through the dining room. Then he opened the French doors to the patio and back yard. The soft glow of the garden lights were flickering, lighting the path to the pool and carriage house. We stepped out to the patio and looked in the garden, and there, in the center, just in front of the fountain, waiting in the warm glow of lights was our prize.
The bride and groom knelt side by side on the grass. They’ve waited, just as the subliminal messages had instructed them to. We stood looking out at them from 20 feet away, my husbands arm around my waist holding me close. We heard the foot fall’s of Heather approach and stop directly behind us. Just above a whisper she says...
“They arrived 53 minutes ago Master.”
“Details?”
“They parked by the carriage house, got out of the car and walked straight to that spot and knelt. They haven’t spoken or moved since, Master.”
“Excellent.”
He squeezed me again. My heart fluttered as we watched from a distance. Michael was still wearing his tuxedo and Susannah wore her wedding dress, and had replaced the veil just as we had hoped. They knelt side by side, holding hands and sitting back on their ankles. They look straight forward at us, yet remain perfectly still.
After enjoying the view and a few more sips, we hand our empty glasses to Heather. She took them and I say...
“Refills, then you may watch from here.”
“Yes Mistress, thank you.”
As she walked back into the house I turned to watch her. I’ve always enjoyed watching her naked ass sway so seductively with that ponytail swaying the opposite direction of her ass. The spikes she wears adds 6 inches to her height, bringing her to a modest 5’6 and an inch shorter than myself in my bare feet.
I look back at our prize, then turned to kiss my husband on the cheek, and he kissed my forehead in return. Then he led us into the garden. We walked the short grass path that runs between the rose garden and the wildflowers. As we got close, I felt my heart begin to pound, and we stopped a few steps in front of them.
They’re now looking slightly upward at us, and waiting for instructions. Their programming was very specific, and they’ve accepted it perfectly. My husband stood on my left, in front of the bride, and the groom in front of me. Four hours ago we watched them take their wedding vows, proclaiming their love for each other. It was so romantic and sweet. Now here we are, together, to finish the ceremony which had only begun earlier. My husband pulled me tightly against him and gave me a squeeze, then took my hand in his. We stood side by side, holding hands just as we had 20 years ago. Then he began...
“Michael, have you memorized your vow?”
“Yes Sir.”
I could tell he was nervous and his voice cracked.
“Susannah, have you memorized your vow?”
“I have Sir.”
Just like Michael, her voice was weak and quivered. I smiled at both of them, then up to my husband. He returned my smile then said...
“Michael, you may speak your vow.”
His voice was weak, then he cleared his throat and began again.
“I, Michael Rodgers, give myself to thee, Mr Reynolds and thee Mrs Reynolds, for you to have and to own, to serve and obey you, from this day forward, to make your lives better and easier, to love you and cherish you, till death do us part, and thereto, I give myself to you, as my Master and Mistress.”
I felt my eyes tearing up as he spoke his vow. Then my husband spoke...
“Susannah, you may now speak your vow.”
“Yes Sir”
“I, Susannah Pratt Rodgers, give myself to thee, Mr Reynolds and thee Mrs Reynolds, for you to have and to own, to serve and obey you, from this day forward, to make your lives better and easier, to love you and cherish you, till death do us part, and thereto, I give myself to you, as my Master and Mistress.”
I was squeezing my husbands hand and felt a tear trickle down my cheek. I’ve never felt such love or been happier than now. I saw the flash from the camera as Heather captured the moment. Then my husband continued...
“We accept your gift of eternal submission, to be our property, our slaves, and our pets. We promise to care for you and feed you, and keep you from harm. To keep you both busy and sheltered, from this day forward and for the rest of your lives.”
I’ve never felt such love. The look of joy on their faces as my husband said our vows, meant so much to me. He squeezed my hand and continued...
“You, Michael Rodgers Reynolds and you, Susannah Pratt Rodgers Reynolds may now disrobe as our property and prepare for final devotion.”
My husband slipped his arm around my waist while we watching the bride and groom remain kneeling, as they stripped off their clothes. Susannah’s white gown was beautiful. As she took it off, it gathering around her, making her look like she knelt in a cloud. Michael’s tuxedo seemed more cumbersome to remove, with all it’s parts. As instructed, neither wore anything under their wedding clothes.
It took only five minutes before they both knelt naked before us. Another flash from the camera with both kneeling, their wedding clothes piled around them. I could see they had been waxed of all body hair as instructed. As soon as they were settled, my husband spoke...
“Michael, are you still the virgin you were when you first began dating Susannah?”
“Yes Master.”
“Susannah, are you still the virgin you were when you first began dating Michael.”
“Yes I am Master.”
“Good, you may now worship.”
I quivered seeing the smiles on their faces as they fell forward, their lips kissing the tops of our shoes. Each crowding the other to worship each of us. The flashing of the camera continued, it should make a beautiful wedding journal once we get copies from earlier. My husband turned and took me in his arms, he kissed me passionately while our newlyweds worshipped our feet. After a lengthy kiss, we looked down, they both moved in unison back and forth, kissing us. Then it was time, and my loving husband spoke...
“Continue, follow.”
We turned and walked toward the house. Our newlyweds crawling to keep up, and working desperately to kiss our feet as best they can, while we make our way into the house. The camera flashing every few feet as we walked through the house until we stood in the middle of our bedroom. Heather had a dozen candles flicking in the room, and our drinks were waiting on the nightstand. Again my husband kissed me, then said...
“You may now undress us.”
Both began at our feet, and removed our shoes before working their way up. Michael was funny, perhaps and most likely, removing a womens clothes for the first time. His hands were trembling as he fumbled with the zipper pull on my dress. I didn’t help him, but let him figure it out on his own.
Looking at my husband, I watched the expression on Susannah’s face as she pulled my husband’s pants down, and saw the bulge in his boxers. She blushed and I thought, how cute.
Michael unhooked my bra, then came around in front of me. When he pulled the bra straps off my shoulders and it fell off, the shocked expression he had trying to catch it was priceless. He looked up at my breasts hanging above him, and I wondered if he’d ever felt a woman’s bare breast. When pulling down my panties, his hands were trembling and he paused to stare at my smooth mound. I looked down at his hard cock. It wasn’t as big as my husband’s, but that didn’t surprise me. My husband’s 8 inches is larger than the average man.
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When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Roger awoke cuddled up to Julie with his head on her bosom, as he opened his eyes he saw Miranda in the exact same position on the other side of Julie. Miranda and Julie still had their eyes closed and were breathing evenly so Roger assumed they were still asleep. His head was pounding and he figured he had a mild hangover from the beer he drank the night before. As his thoughts became more clear the full ramifications of what occurred the previous night hit him. He didn't regret what...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...
When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
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