They thought they would be viewing a wedding, but it would be something completely different. It would be a slave completely submitting to his superio... and Mistress accepting ownership of Her property.All of the guests turned to look toward the back when the opening chords of "Here comes the bride" rang out. They were surprised and confused by what they saw. Mistress was not the bride. slave was. This would not be a "normal" wedding by any stretch of the imagination.Mistress looked beautiful. But then he asked, "Do you have a corset on?"I said that I did, and he told me to go to the bathroom immediately and take it off, which for some strange reason I felt compelled to comply with.That night we met and after having dinner at a well-known hotel he told me that he had a room booked and asked if I would join him there?I said, "Yes." Just like that, I fancied him like mad, he was fairly tall, good body, and a very nice, firm arse. Once we were in his room my new experience began. He. We got chatting and I told him I can accom, he was brand new, really shy etc but i put him at ease and said if he preferred we could meet in total darkness with me waiting on my knees so he would remain anonymous. I sent my address so he knew I was serious. This idea he liked and he agreed. I was super horny and decided I wanted to try something new, dressing in my gfs knickers. I asked him if I could and he was really happy I'd asked. At this point if I am honest I thought he was going to. Few minutes later she was over me, sucking my cock wildly. The rain was light but continuous. She removed her bra and wore back the shirt. Today she was looking really sexy in a wet shirt tied in front and clinging to her body (sometimes girls look sexy with clothes on). Her skirt was hiked up and I said “I wanna fuck you here” She said “ready for you dear” and I climbed on her and straight away pushed in and started stroking.We wanted some more variety and got up and went to the rocks. It was.