
Celebrating the purchase of “her new sex pet” with a “marriage” !!
So many girls imagine their wedding for years and years before the actual event – how perfect it will be, how lovely they will look in their dress, how handsome their man will look standing there at the altar as she walks down the aisle. I know I did and I don’t know too many other women who didn’t fantasize about it as some mythical, perfect day.
And I think that’s why I find the absolute corruption and perversion of that fantasy so arousing. To be led down the aisle in front my family and friends, completely and totally exposed. Wearing trashy lingerie that leaves nothing to the imagination instead of a beautiful white dress. Being led away with a collar around my neck as opposed to a ring around my finger, bound to my owner as his devoted fuckpet instead of his loving wife. Being bound and forced to service all of the guests at the reception to show my appreciation that they came to support and witness such an incredibly important day in my life. It’s just… so. fucking. hot.
ugh – wicked hot
No family – yes friends – yes lingerie and a collar = perfect wedding day.