Her pixie face was aglow with happiness as she spun around in her husband's arms. I could hear the peals of her laughter over the buzz of the crowd. I... was her day, far more than it would ever belong to Dave.Far more than it would ever belong to me, although by rights it should have been mine.She should have been mine.Is it my fault I loved too deeply? Too completely? I admit to driving her away, although that admission certainly rings hollow to my own ears, all things considered. It seems I. I can still remember thinking just how amazing this all was, especially considering that just 4 days earlier I had been in the depths of a depressive phase, without any interest or appetite for sex. And now, a few days later, here I was in the middle of the night, totally naked on the lawn, with a guys twitching penis in my hand. It had been an incredible, roller coaster journey. I leant forward and took him into my mouth, again delighting at the sensation of having such a huge throbbing cock. I’m in the room playing some mellow background music as the guests start to enter the room for the evening reception and it’s all very informal. Whenever I do Civil Ceremonies I often play a game in my head as I look at the guests trying to guess who is gay and who is straight. I notice that there are far more women than men and most of the guests seem to be between mid 20’s and early 40’s. I’m in the middle of my guessing game when I spot the brides entering the room wearing amazing white. Do you know that your own job is ours to control now? Hmm? Do you know that your body is ours, your time is ours, your husband is ours, your life is ours now?"With a sob, she broke down completely. "Yes Sir, yes.... I know that we belong to you in every way now. I know that we have no choice anymore, at all." Good girl, good girl." His voice was somewhat soothing, as he let go of her and whispered for her to completely strip.Picking up his drink, he continued. "In two weeks, you will both spend.