As silently as possible I put the camera down on the floor and unbuckled my belt, sliding it noiselessly out of its loops and doubling it in my hand a... I walked toward her. I waited until I was sure she was well aroused—her finger, glistening with her juices, sliding rapidly between the lips of her vagina, her legs shaking slightly with the strain of holding her unnatural position—before raising the belt and giving her a quick, vicious slash across her naked behind. Her reaction, not. The bride's maids, the groomsmen, the flowergirl and her parents, the ring bearer and his parents. And the priest whowas going to marry them.Sara and I met the guys we were paired up with. All the groomsmen wereArmy officers and of course were in uniform. My guy's name wasLieutenant Gary Barker and he seemed to be really nice. Me being the shytype, let him do most of the talking, but I did show interest in what hewas telling me. I watched Sara and her guy, out of the corner of my eyeand. She held on to his thighs as she pulled herself up, leaning in to kiss him.He looked at her. He knew it wasn’t her, and now that he had orgasmed, the spell was broken. Just like hundreds of times before, she was just another girl. The sparkle in her eyes was different. He just wanted her to go. He reluctantly kissed her. This was always the bit he hated.“Thanks for that,” he giggled, running his fingers through his hair. “A bit unexpected.” He turned to pick up the camera again. Chloe blushed. Although the final decisions were as always made at the door of the venue, by the simple rule of Subs enter nude but Dom's enter fully sexually attired. Therefore all nude guests are submissive and they are at the mercy of anyone wearing the sexy clothes.Add to this that the Host was declared Grand Master or Mistress, while their partner is declared Star Sub. So you now begin to see the hierarchy of the BDSM ball. With three days to go, Cindy could not make her mind up whether or not to go as a.