It was a long day, in only a matters of hours he would be Hers. The guests would fill the dark hall with laughter and excitement, he would fill the spaces in between with his desire and anticipation.
He would wear white as was the custom, a sign of his chaste devotion, a bow would cover that which has remained ready primed and pristine in preparation for The Fuckening.
Before She pulls him across the threshold, on his knees by leash and collar, they will address their friends and well wishers, thank them for coming, tease him incessantly until they walk down the aisle, through the cascading glitter to the bridal suite.
These satin panties have this big beautiful bow that covers my bum and makes me squirm every time i sit down when i am wearing them.
That’s what makes these panties special ?
