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Wedding Crasher

 

It was simply a beautiful day to have a wedding. The sun was shining and there was just a bit of wind to cool things down. Everything was going as good as could be for Alecia and her husband to be. While everything was as should be, Alecia was only thinking about one thing. She was so nervous that someone was coming to the wedding to see her. She knew he was coming to claim her as his slut. Her heart was pounding so hard and her mind was racing. Why did she tell him everything about her real life?? After all, she initially intended it just to be a light hearted relationship over the internet. Yet, he was so assertive and inspiring when he chatted with her that she felt mesmerized by him and wanted to tell him whatever he wanted to know. And now here she was in her wedding dress thinking of her online Master instead of the groom.

During their online relationship, she shared everything with him, even showing him pictures of herself, along with her friends, family and fiancee. She talked to him over the phone and played with herself each time which she felt so embarrassed for. However, she couldn’t help it, he had his clutches over her and she wanted him to control her, use her, abuse her, treat her like the slut she often fantasized about being. She told him about her wedding, when and where it was going to be. She made sure to shave her pussy and wear no panties or bra under her gown as he instructed. She had no idea when he would show up or what he looked like, but she knew he would eventually be there and she was trembling inside thinking about it.

Now she was in of the church’s schoolrooms touching herself up for the big finale. She was already exhausted from all the pictures and was applying some more makeup to her face. She was putting on some lipstick when she heard a knock at the door. She yelled out for the person to come in as she adjusted her veil on the top of her head. The door opened and she heard footsteps coming her way. As she turned around to see who it was she felt a sudden slap across her face. The slap sent her reeling over the chair onto the floor. Her eyes welled up instantly and her cheek was burning. A hand gripped her hair as she felt herself being pulled backwards. Her hair felt like it was going to be ripped from her scalp and she was crying uncontrollably.

“Hi my bitch” said the man behind her, “Are you ready to serve your Master?” He yanked her up to her knees. He loved the initial contact the most when meeting his sluts for the first time. The fear in their eyes knowing they were going to submit to his every whim. He tore the veil off of her head sending bobby pins flying and messing up her hair. He made a fist in her hair and pushed her face into his pants. “Time to show how good of a cocksucker you are slut” he hissed at her.

Sobbing, she knew what he wanted her to do. Trying to hold back her tears, she reached up with trembling hands to undo his belt and unsnap his pants. She tried to look up to see his face but just at that moment he reached behind her and started to pull on the back of her wedding dress. The dress started to rip as she realized she was kneeling on it. She lifted her knees up so that he could take the dress and flip it over her head. “This bitch will not have the honor of seeing her Master’s face until she can prove her worth to him” he growled at her. She slowly started to slide his pants down his legs and saw that he was a black man. She could see the outline of his cock through his boxers and it looked massive. She had never seen a black man’s body let alone his cock. She then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and starting to tug them down. His cock prevented them from being tugged down easily and she had to reach in to let it free. It sprang out at her like a possessed snake. She couldn’t help but stare at it, thinking how there was no way she it would fit in her mouth. All of a sudden she felt a hard smack on her ass, “Get a move on cunt, make me happy” he yelled at her.

With her ass stinging, she started to stroke the cock in front of her face. She couldn’t believe he was actually here making her do this. He was going to make her suck his cock and probably do worse to her on her own wedding day! She opened her mouth and guided his cock into it. His cock filled up her mouth completely and it was only half way in. He then placed his hands behind her head and held it in place while he started to thrust his hard cock into his slut’s mouth. He was going to force her to fuck his cock with her whore mouth. “Open wider whore, I am going to fuck your face like a cunt” he scowled at her. He felt her open her mouth some more to accommodate his manhood. He started to fuck back and forth, holding her head still as he rammed hard into her mouth. She gagged on his cock as he relentlessly fucked her mouth. She felt like such a whore with his cock buried deep into her mouth, almost forcing it’s way down her throat. She couldn’t move or see, she just stayed put and let him fuck her mouth roughly. He started to pull her dress up more, so that he could see her naked ass. He reached down behind her and felt her pussy. “Good bitch for shaving the cunt that now belongs to me” he laughed at her. He reached back up holding her head continuing the assault of her mouth.

He loved the fact that the bitch in front of him was going to be married soon but she was letting him fuck her mouth like a cunt. He was laughing inside knowing that this was so humiliating to her and he wanted to break her, make her know that she was his property to use and abuse. His balls were starting to contract as he felt his orgasm soon approaching. “Bitch, you are going to swallow every drop of my seed for this is my wedding gift for you” he chuckled. He held her head still and thrust one last time deep into her mouth. She tried to pull off her mouth of his cock because she started to choke on it but he held her to strong. All of a sudden she felt his cock tense up and then his warm seed started filling up her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could but it was so hard to do with his cock filling up her mouth as much as it did. Stream after stream filled up her mouth as she swallowed each time to keep up with it. After a while, he pulled out of her mouth and released the grip on her head. He reached down and grabbed his softening cock and started to wipe it on her face, smearing her makeup.

He kept her wedding dress over her head, “Thank you my whore, but you are still not allowed to see your Master’s face. You are to dress me again and then I will leave. You are to wait until you cannot hear my footsteps anymore to get yourself made up again. I will see you after your married to plant my seed inside you and breed my bitch. Do you understand slut?” he asked her.

“Yes Sir” she meekly said. With that she started to slide his boxers back up his legs. Once reaching his cock, he stopped her. “Lick my cock clean bitch” he yelped at her. She leaned forward and started to lick it, swirling her tongue around it. He raised his legs up as a sign for her to clean his balls also. She lowered herself down to be able to lick them and stick each one in her mouth to suck on it. After she cleaned his cock thoroughly, she slid his boxers up and over it. She then slid his pants up and snapped them together and slid up his zipper. Finally, she buckled his belt together.

“You are doing just fine bitch, but I am not done with you yet. Have a nice wedding and I will see you later.” he told her. She felt another slap on her ass and a deep laugh as he let go of her. She kneeled there with her dress over her head as she waited for him to leave. She heard the door open and then close and listened for the sound of his footsteps descending down the hallway. Once she couldn’t hear anymore, she lifted her dress back over her head and stood up. She walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. She looked like a tramp with her makeup smeared all over her face. Her hair was a tangled mess and her dress was ripped from her kneeling on it. She started to cry as she started to wipe off the makeup on her face. She knew she wasn’t going to have enough time to reapply it so she did her best to wipe it off. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail as she couldn’t make it up the way it was before. She was defeated and she knew there was more to come.

She got herself composed enough to walk down the hallway to start the wedding. She was going to be a married slut for her Master and she was torn inside from it. She knew however that she wanted to be his slut and would do what he wanted. She felt totally humiliated yet exhilarated beyond her wildest fantasies. The music started playing for her to walk down the aisle and she felt her pussy starting to get damp from thinking about how she soon was going to be a married slut for her Master. She still tasted his seed in her mouth and was wondering what was to come for her.