The lesbian couple *insisted* on no less than four rehearsals for their wedding, to get their vows right, just them and the celebrant – so the celebrant, irritated, decided to give them his “special service”.
The girls thought that the curious droning emitting from the loudspeakers at the rehearsal was irritating, but the celebrant apologised and said it was a technical error that would be fixed on the day. Anyway, by the time the girls reached the practice vows in the ceremony, they barely noticed it.
At the first rehearsal, their vows were predictably flowery and beautiful, but the girls left with a discordant feeling in their heads, as if they had spent the day listening to voices they didn’t quite understand.
At the second rehearsal the loudspeaker drone was, if anything, louder, but the girls didn’t complain. They read their new vows, and the celebrant noticed with pleasure both brides were now swearing to be “good girls”, to “look pretty for each other”, and to “share their love with their friends”.
By the third rehearsal, the wedding gowns had changed. The girls were showing more cleavage, and more of the white lace was see-through. Now they were vowing to be “good little lesbian sluts”, and to be “always wet” for each other and to “never refuse consent” to each other’s whims and fantasies. Their post-vow kiss had changed from a chaste embrace to a slutty tongue-lock, and they moaned whorishly as they kissed.
The girls arrived at the fourth rehearsal flushed; they blushingly confessed they had been 69ing in the back of the taxi on the way to the rehearsal, and that they had not orgasmed and that their cunts were still wet. The celebrant suggested that they would be happier with their tits out, and that maybe they would like to masturbate during the ceremony, and they agreed, exposing their breasts to him and rubbing their pussies.
When they came to the vows, they made the vows not to each other, but to him – to be good little lesbian sluts, to be always wet for him, to love, honour and obey, and to never refuse consent. They vowed never again to have sex with each other without inviting a man to join them, and never again to orgasm without a man’s permission. It was only a rehearsal, but he saw from their eyes that these vows were real, and honestly made. Afterwards they kneeled and shared his cock, sucking him to orgasm and then sharing his cum in a slutty kiss. He graciously gave them permission to cum from their masturbation as they knelt with the taste of his sperm in their mouths.
On the day of the wedding, they arrived in nothing but garter belts and stockings. They had spent the morning fucking their best male friends, and fresh sperm was conspicuously dripping from their tits and fuckholes. The vows they swore to each other were to be good little fuckdolls, to exploit and degrade each other, to make each other as attractive to men as possible and to share a life together as sex-pets now and forever. At the end they didn’t kiss each other’s lips, but rather each other’s cunts, licking the cum from between each other’s pussy lips in front of their friends and family.
And when the ceremony was over, the celebrant led them from the church on leashes, to take them home to the specially prepared kennels he’d had made for them…
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