Margaret knelt there, shocked. That was it. She didn’t even get to say anything! ?Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and...wife?you may kiss the bride.?Margaret let out a slight whimper as her father hauled her to her feet and raised her veil. Before she could do anything Dwayne’s hands her on her and he’d planted a firm kiss on her gagged mouth, which he held for some long seconds. She struggled and protested, but to no avail. The crowd laughed, clapped and cheered. I'd like to thank her forproof reading it before I posted, and correcting some obvious mistakes. Ikind of had more patience this time around and paced myself forsubsequent chapters, so be prepared for a continuation of the story innot too long. With all that said I hope y'all enjoy it...Nathan tumbled out of a black fog of nightmares to an equally disturbingreality. He was in a small room lying on an unfamiliar bed, his wrists,waist, ankles and neck were bound to the bed with buckled. Dressed to kill in a blue skirt with a white blouse. Its clear to me she is not wearing a bra but some sort of sexy camisole under it. Her hair is short which attracts my attention the most, and her smile is beautiful. Men are showing her their attention, as she hasn’t bought a drink tonight. I think to myself which one of them will be the lucky guy tonight? What would I need to do to be the lucky guy himself? I watch as she moves off the stool and moves to the dance floor. She starts to dance. " I bring out your sex toy and vibrator. You lie back and start caressing yourself. Watching you, Peter and I get hard again. The vibrator is buzzing and soon you're moaning, "I can't stop, I can't stop, Pricks." Peter and I are jerking our pricks and we can't stop ourselves and start coming on your breasts. You explode loudly and come again. We all calm down with smiles of pure satisfaction on our faces. I ask Peter, "Would you like to spend the night with us." You lie in the middle and we.