The bodice was cut to fit smooth, and it had capped sleeves. The veil was fingertip-length, and would be anchored to her head by a delicate tiara.The ...nsemble was breathtaking. And why not? Sonya was marrying J. Francis Hughes, a corporate CEO of a large company. He had paid for the dress, and he could well afford to give Sonya everything money could buy.If only Dash didn't show up. Sonya bit her lip, worrying. Dash, her ex, would surely have read her wedding announcement in the paper. Sonya. I think too highly of you for that.’ Chapter 4. Thanksgiving Holiday cheer. I dressed in my holiday best for the occassion, which was a shirt and tie. Janice looked lovely as she greeted me at the door. She was wearing a rust colored sweater with an autumn design to it, and she looked beautiful, which made me glad I had put a little effort into my appearance. I helped Janice as she buzzed around the kitchen, and I was impressed at how talented she was. She really knew her way around a stove,. She'd taken things as far as possible consciously.So, she worked on getting all that accomplished. It took all morning, and then she had to recover her car and arrange to let the security team into her house. She wouldn't be comfortable giving them free rein in the house. Certainly not the locked dungeon downstairs. Being a closet pervert certainly was a complicating factor.By eight in the evening, she got a clean bill of health from the security firm. So, unless they were in on the scam, the. She was now in another class-taught position, clenching her jaw against the coming pain as she made herself accessible for anal mounting.I felt like crying. "It's not that. Are you sleepy?"A pause, and then her head tilted up to look at me. She sighed. "Sleepy? A little sire, just this last minute." It's the start of your first purge cycle. You're going to get very sleepy, very soon." Do you want to wait until then? Sire, it's your right to fuck me while I sleep." That can be very dangerous," I.