Bridesmaids

Continued from: No Turning Back

No speeches, no Macarena or chicken dance and the added possibility of random, intense sexual encounters cropping up. This was the best wedding reception I've ever been too, and it was mine! 

In the limo on the way back to the house, Summer told me that Vanessa had really taken a shine to Bella. Yes, like that type of shine. 

Without hesitation I gave Bella a slave pass, absolutely! Vanessa was a rocket. It was a wedding party gift from Summer and I. Bella could do what she wanted with Vanessa tonight, provided she was outwardly submissive toward Vanessa. 

As the night wore on, we danced, we drank, Summer and I spanked both of our sissy gurls at one point, right in front of everyone, then took them outside for some air and a brief chat. 

We first let them listen to us talking about unlocking their dicks, as a bridesmaid's gift from Summer and I. It was their glimmer of hope, that they may finally have a full orgasm with their penises. The last time this occurred was over six months ago, when Katrina and I had them 69 each other right in front of us, finishing the humiliating event by cumming into each other's mouths. 

Since that time, Kaylee has been blowing some of my male clients on a regular basis and Tiffany is in a three-way relationship with his girlfriend Katrina and her bull named Cole. Tiffany is no stranger to fluffing his cock and sucking him off, to prepare him for fucking Katrina. 

Sucking dick was no longer such a taboo or a big deal for these two cock-sluts, we had to raise the stakes a little. 

Meanwhile, Bella and Vanessa had slinked off to do their own thing, she was a good girl and kept her collar on, but it appeared that was the only thing she had on. 

Just over Vanessa's shoulder, at their three o'clock, two studs sat in wait. I had suggested to them when the night began to wind down, that my gurls would look after them. They were both game. 

The two sissy bridesmaids had a moment to deliberate, before it was time to make their decisions. 

"Well gurls, what's it gonna be?" I asked. 

"Entertain our handsome pilots and I do mean entertain, in any way they want, and you'll earn an unlocking. Or call it a night and I'll be keeping your chastity keys safely secured away, for a little while longer." I added, with a devious grin on my face. 

"Safewords are always an option too gurls," I finished with. 

Their desperation to cum and new-found lust for all things sissy and humiliating, made the decision for them. They had been conditioned into perfect little bimbos. 

Summer and I couldn't believe our eyes, this was amazing to watch. 

The gurls, although somewhat stoic, were doing an amazing job pleasing our guests. 

Then, in an incredible escalation of desire and sexual passion, it happened. Summer and I were about to witness Tiffany and Kaylee, lose their anal virginity. 

Kaylee had only ever taken my strap-on and toys, Tiffany also, and Katrina had reported to me previously, that her bull Cole, has never fucked Tiffany, only oral with him. 

So this was it. No safewords were spoken, not even reluctance. My two sissy bimbos actually wanted this to happen. 

It was cute to hear Kaylee's chastity cage, clacking and bouncing about between her legs, as Lance fucked her boi pussy. 

Tiffany's first experience was not too far behind. Summer and I both heard him groan like a whore, as Eric entered his smooth, hairless asshole. 

Kaylee was now riding Lance, moaning just as intensely...still not a breath of a safeword was spoken. 

All was right with the world, we left the studs to carry on and finish up, telling the two sissies to come find us when the pilots leave, to see about their bridesmaid gifts. 

Groomsmen gifts? I think our two pilots were capitalizing on those right now! Hehe. 

As for Summer and I, I had matrimonial duties to attend to. I had to consummate this marriage with Summer. Did watching those two studs fucking the two sissies make us super aroused? 

Mayyyyybe...

Who consummates a marriage of their beautiful bride, with bondage, a whip, a ballgag and a pair of nipple clamps? 

I did! All night long, until Kaylee and Tiffany darkened our doorway, faces blushing and likely clenching their bums, trying to hold in all the cum.

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Keyholder

No Turning Back

Continued from: The Wedding Party

The wedding of Summer and I was going to be a small gathering, as we wanted it. We selected a hipster, brew-pub downtown that had an intimate, rooftop veranda. 

Cute huh? 

When the wedding music started, I had a huge lump in my throat. We decided that I would be the one to wait at the front, under the arbor while pilots, Lance and Eric, in their official dress uniforms, walked Summer down the aisle to me (I still don't know which one is Lance and which one is Eric).

As soon as I saw my little Summer, in her wedding gown, framed perfectly by the two studs on either side of her, tears were rolling down my cheeks. There was no turning back now!

After exchanging our vows, we sealed the deal with a kiss, to the thunderous applause of our guests. 

I was so utterly content. My heart was finally full, and would now be forever. 

I played Summer a classic, from one of our most intimate slow-dances ever, the night in New Orleans where I told her I was madly in love with her.  

"I can't help falling in love with you." Elvis originally, I believe. 

She sat beside me on the piano stool and laid her head against my shoulder, crying tears of joy as I played. It was a beautiful moment on such a beautiful day, but the day was still young. 

All of the guests either knew or were briefed, on why every member of my side of the wedding party were in slave collars. Our tight group of friends are very open and understanding, it turns out the pilots and Vanessa were too. No one would ever judge our lifestyle choices.  

The reception was planned at the Facility, a.k.a. our matrimonial home, in the upper floor of course. We hired a caterer, Cassandra was going to dance for us again and given the environment, the guests were aware that "things" from the kink world, may happen. 

Summer and I could both sense that some wild adventures may occur tonight, we both noticed it from our seat at the piano. 

The booze was flowing liberally and people were starting to get a little handsy. 

"Do you think the sissies are crushing on the pilots?" I asked Summer. 

"It could be the other way around Mistress", she replied? 

"REALLY?!" I declared, sounding absolutely shocked. 

"Oh ya", Summer said. 

"Eric is for sure bisexual and Lance, he's just a huge swordsman. It wouldn't surprise me if they tried. They know Vanessa and I won't touch the two of them, even though they've attempted multiple times on our flights and I assume Bella is probably not permitted to." Summer went on to explain. 

"Only two options left", I said, in a cheerful tone. 

"Two options who have been in chastity cages for months right?" Summer quipped. 

We both giggled, and agreed to do our hardest to try and make it happen, without pushing or breaking anyone's limits. 

"Once they let two men fuck them, there will be no turning back," I concluded. 

It turns out, this one is Lance, the swordsman, who happens to have a thing for redheads. 

Hehe! 

To be continued...

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Bridesmaids