Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fucks Her in White:>Ep3

Ellie said, turning to me with a self-satisfied smile before returning her gaze to Mom, who was still kneeling:

I, Mistress Ellie Weatherton, take you, submissive Alexis Charlesworth, to be my wedded wife, slave and submissive. With the deepest pleasure I come, both literally and figuratively, to my rightful place standing above you. I happily will take control of your entire life, making all your decisions for you, taking your mouth, cunt and ass as I wish both for my pleasure and to satisfy your need for obedience as I become your powerful, caring Mistress. I will cleave unto you, loving you, instructing you, training you with compassion to turn you into a good, loyal and content submissive wife and slave. Therefore, throughout my life, I give you my heart, I give you my cunt to eat, my body to pleasure and honor, I pledge unconditional discipline and training as your wife, Mistress and owner. But even though you are unconditionally mine, I acknowledge I am also unconditionally yours.

Miranda, Ellie's nasty words super twisted and hot, began slowly riding my cock in the tiny church while the wedding was taking place.

"Do you have rings?" The minister asked long-sufferingly. He just wanted this sacrilege to be over.

"Something like that," Ellie smiled, bending down and reaching into a bag next to her feet.

"Oh my," the minister gasped, as Ellie pulled out a collar and leash.

"Oh my indeed," Ellie replied as she leaned down to Mom and fastened the black collar around her neck. The scene was so crazy, so hot and so surreal, I tapped Miranda's ass and she resumed slowly moving up and down on my cock as we continued to watch the ceremony.

Ellie handed the minister a piece of paper. He looked at it and his eyes went big. After a brief pause he looked at Ellie who just nodded, then stammered, clearly stunned by what he had witnessed so far and just read, looked down at Mom and said, "You may pleasure your Mistress."

Miranda and I watched as she rode me, starting to move faster, as Mom rose from a crouched position to an upright kneeling one and Ellie lifted up her dress. Mom leaned forward and licked Ellie's cunt.

Ellie moaned, "That's it, my submissive bride, lick your Mistress's cunt."

The minister, clearly overwhelmed, looked up and saw that Miranda was riding me, the subtleness of her originally sitting on my cock now gone as she began moaning and bouncing up and down on me, filling herself with my cock and her need.

Ellie grabbed Mom's head and rubbed her cunt all over Mom's face before letting her go.

Mom stood back up and returned to her original position, her face now shiny with Ellie's wetness.

"I-I-I now pronounce you dominant wife and submissive wife," the minister declared.

both celebrating the faux lesbian marriage as well as the orgasm she was

reward the

Mom was confused.

you dumb bimbo," Ellie ordered, before looking at the camera girl and demanding,

hands and knees and fishing out the minister's cock, which

which made me laugh considering where we were. Was he praying for deliverance or in

your wife's cunt, I want to

put it on, flipped up Mom's wedding dress and filled her cunt as she

sinful, and watching my Mom get fucked while in a wedding dress wearing white thigh highs

"Yeeeeessss,

tooooooo!" I groaned as she milked my cock of every last drop of

out, making a hilarious face while coming

back in his trousers, Mom got animated, "Oh yes, Mistress, fuck my

riding me but continued sitting on my cock as we watched Ellie consummate her

who you

"Yooooou!" Mom declared.

you married to?" Ellie questioned, slamming hard into her submissive

Mom screamed, near

slut, come on my cock," Ellie

yes... so close... Mistress... shit... harder... damn it... god... so good... yes... yes... fucking shit fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck!!" Mom screamed as she gave in completely to her submission and the pleasure

videotaping and saw she was rubbing herself. I playfully asked my new slut

still eat pussy?" Miranda smiled

in the vows," I

know, we really should have created our own vows," Miranda

years when we renew