Kate: The Marriage Ceremony

Summary: Mr and Mrs Allen invite Kate to a Marriage Vow Renewal Ceremony

(This is the third part of a series, Kate. A 19 year old college student takes a live-in slut position with Mr and Mrs Allen. You can probably read this as a stand alone story, but it will make more sense if you read part one.)

Note: Kate’s thoughts are in single quotes. ‘Example of Kate thought.’

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“Yes, Mrs Allen.”

Kate’s wrists are bound above her head. Her sweaty b-cups are sticking to a white cotton t-shirt that she handwrote ‘MARITAL AID’ in black marker in a messy, scribbly text.

Mr Allen is balls deep in her ass while Mrs Allen has a white hitachi pressed hard against her nineteen year old clit.

Kate’s mind wanders for a brief moment. Initially, after agreeing to become the Allen’s live in slut, she worried that the sex would eventually become boring.

It has not.

“Go ahead, bitch. Cum for me.”

Kate smiles as Mrs Allen grants permission. She lets go and finishes all over the powerful toy.

At the completion of their latest fuck session, Mrs Allen has some news for Kate.

“Slut, you will not be needed for the next four days.”

“Um…okay. Did I do something wrong, Mrs Allen?” Kate mumbles, feeling slightly rejected.

“Of course not, Kate. You are and continue to be our perfect little whore. Mr Allen and I are just planning something…special.”

Kate smiles at her mistress, relieved.

“You may not play with your pussy until we meet again. Is that understood?”

“What do you have planned, Mrs Allen?”

Mrs Allen stands and points to the door, ignoring Kate’s inquiry. “Is that understood, slut?”

“Yes, Mrs Allen.” Kate exits the master bedroom and heads back to her suite.

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Four days later, Kate steps out of her shower. A comfy navy towel is wrapped around her teen body. She notices a red envelope has been slipped under her door overnight.

Quickly, Kate opens it. She pulls out what looks to be a wedding invitation.

There is a simple white card, with a silver pre-printed ‘YOU’RE INVITED’ on the front.

Inside, the text is handwritten:

Save the Date! Mr and Mrs Allen will be hosting a Marriage Vow Renewal ceremony on (today’s date). Please dress appropriately. The ceremony begins at 1pm at (The Allen’s address).

Love,

Mr and Mrs Allen

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Kate’s mind races.

‘Dress appropriately?! What is that supposed to mean? Is this a serious thing or a sex thing? I mean, I’m 80% sure it’s a sex thing but what if it’s not? Fuck! What am I supposed to wear?’

Then there is a knock on the door.

“Hi! Kate? My name is Hanna, I’m doing everyone’s hair and makeup today. May I come in?”

Kate unlocks and opens the door. In front of her stands a 45ish Asian woman. A little overweight. A tad too much perfume. A lot of energy. Way too much makeup.

“It’s your aunt and uncle’s big day, huh? You must be very close to Mrs Allen, quite an honor to be named her Maid of Honor, right?”

“Um.. Yeah… I suppose you could say we are… close.”

“Go ahead and sit down, hun. I’ll get you looking fabulous! You have such beautiful blonde hair, I was thinking you could maybe wear it up? What color is the dress you’re wearing today?”

“Um, I’m not sure… I mean, I forget. Hold on, let me get it.”

Kate rushes to the wardrobe. She starts sifting through the various evening wear dresses and finds a cute hot pink cocktail dress. It’s strapless and mid thigh length.

‘This could pass for a bridesmaid’s dress. Kind of a slutty one, but, I mean, I am a bit of a slut.’

She returns, showing Hanna her dress.

“Ooohh! I love that color! Okay, put it on!” Kate drops the dark blue towel and exposes herself to the makeup artist. The talkative Asian is unphased but hides her eyes while Kate slides on her bra and panties. Hanna proceeds to tell Kate about her day while Kate gets into the dress. Hanna sits Kate in the chair in front of the mirror. Hanna blabbers on as she works on Kate – her children, the weather, the steady decline in quality of the deli service in the local grocery store, etc.

Kate half listens, still mostly concerned with how to handle the Allen’s request to ‘dress appropriately.’ If she was positive this is a sex thing, she would want to wear something truly shocking and wholly inappropriate for a wedding, like a fishnet bodystocking, with the word ‘SLUT’ across her forehead in red lipstick.

But she is not. And from everything she can gather from the makeup artist, it seems more and more like there is a chance it’s a legit ceremony.

“You know, these vow renewal things are getting more and more popular. I think it’s great! I mean, more work for me, right??” She chuckles. “But still, these things are sweet. It warms my heart to see two people vow to stay committed…”

Then Kate smiles. She figures out the perfect plan.

‘Wait a minute…I CAN wear this hot pink bridesmaid dress, I just need to forego panties. If it’s a legit ceremony, no one will know. If it’s a sex thing, I will have appropriately slutted it up, so to speak.’

“…So much cheating goes on, Kate! Why can’t people just be satisfied with their spouses you know? I’d never cheat on Mike….I mean, I’ve thought about it a few times… we all have urges, I suppose. Mike did tell me once that he didn’t consider it cheating if I was with another girl. I was like, you wish buddy!”

The one-way conversation darts to Hanna’s elaborate plan to purchase a new car in 2 years and a thesis on Joanna Gaines’ new hair cut.

Kate lets Ana finalize her work. Finally, Hanna spins Kate around in the chair. “Okay, Mrs. Maid of Honor… What do you think?!”

Hanna has done a great job. Her blonde hair looks amazing and she can honestly say, her makeup is the best she had ever looked.

“It looks awesome, Hanna!” She looks up at the older Asian with flirty eyes. “Is there some way I could thank you, Hanna?”

The sexual pass seems to have gone right over Hanna’s head.

“You’re welcome dear! Okay! Only three hours before the ceremony?! I still have to do two more girls to finish! Can you point me to the master bedroom, Kate?”

“Yeah, it’s to the right, second door on the left. Who else’s hair and makeup are you doing, Hanna?”

“The bride, of course. And, it’s a little unorthodox, but I guess I’m also doing the officiant. What’s her name? Angie, maybe? I think that’s right. Anyway I have to run. Have fun today, Kate!”

“Wait. Are you staying for the ceremony?”

“No. Mrs Allen offered for me to stay for it. She said it was going to be quite a show, but I have my daughter’s soccer game, so I can’t make it… Bye!”

The door shuts. Kate is still confused on how legit this ceremony will be. She is sure she’ll be getting fucked at some point today, just not sure if its will be during or after the ceremony.

‘And thank god. I’m so fucking horny. I can’t believe I made it four days.’

Kate pulls her panties off and waits for 1pm.

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At 12:50pm, there is a knock on the door.

“Kate?”

“Yes, Mr Allen?”

“In five minutes, please join me in the living room.”

“Yes, Mr Allen.”

Kate takes the last few mins to straighten her appearance before heading to the living room.

When she arrives, Kate sees a transformed room. The lights are low – the room is lit by 30 or so white candles. There is a white aisle runner, covered in light pink and deep red rose petals, leading to a traditional looking lectern. A female figure stands behind it, wearing a long, black religious looking robe. It’s clasped shut with two large brown buttons.

‘That must be the officiant Hanna mentioned.’

There are no chairs in the room.

Mr Allen stands to the left of the podium. He is in the same tight grey suit he was during Kate’s first night. Kate can see the outline of his 7 inch hard cock pressed against his inner thigh.

‘Okay, this is definitely a sex thing!’

There is a male cellist and a female violinist to her right, softly playing a classical version of a song she’s not familiar with.

She smiles at the short haired female violinist as she shuffles down the aisle. The 30ish musician smiles back as her hands gracefully play the vocal line on the song.

The cellist is a chubby brown haired male, so focused on the music that he doesn’t even look up as Kate walks by.

As she nears the podium, Kate’s heart begins to race and her big eyes open wide.

“Amy?!” Kate is trying to keep her voice hushed.

The redheaded officiant nods and smiles at the nineteen year old.

“Hello, Kate. It’s great to see you again. You look incredible.”

(Prior to taking the live-in slut role, Kate only had one experience with another woman, a chance encounter with an older, very skilled lesbian named Amy. She was a mom of a friend of a friend who Kate met on a week-long camping trip. Amy was savvy enough to sense Kate was attracted to her early in the trip. Over the next few days, Amy got Kate to come out of her shell and admit it. Then, she got Kate out of her panties while the rest of the group went out on a day hike. Amy made Kate cum over and over, whispering that she was her ‘secret cunt loving slut’. Kate thought back on that encounter often when she masturbated and wished she had the guts to keep in touch with Amy.)

“How do you know Mrs Allen!?”

“She found me. She said you mentioned me a few times to her. She wanted to give you a gift today. Although I’m not so sure your love of cunt is much of a secret anymore.”

Kate blushes as she smiles warmly at the hot officiant. “Yes, I suppose that’s true.”

“Shhh. You need to take your place. Mrs Allen is about to arrive!”

Mr Allen reaches down and grabs Kate’s small hand. She steps up the 12 inches or so onto the raised platform. Her foot sinks into a padded beige gym mat. She finds out quickly why they put the mat down.

“On your knees, slut.”

“Yes, Mr Allen.”

She notices there are two chain leashes with a single collar attached. The two leather handles are hanging on a hook affixed to the side of the podium.

Kate kneels in front of the makeshift altar. Mr Allen places the collar around her neck. He gently tightens it.

Then the music pauses. Kate can hear the cellist whisper to his counterpart.

“3…4…”

They start the first few notes of ‘The Bridal Chorus’. And Mrs Allen arrives. She slowly walks down the aisle.