There had already been the civil ceremony with family and friends present and it was a great occasion, but what Jo and Roger had both really been looking forward to was the other ceremony, the secret ceremony. Here is the order of events for that special occasion:
11am Trinity, as priestess, in head-dress and black silk robes, asks the guests to rise. The slave is called in. He stands in front of the priestess.
Trinity: "Are you slave roger?"
Slave: "I am, Madam."
Trinity:"Are you here to become the property of Mistress Josephine?"
Slave: "I am, Madam."
She orders the bridegroom to strip naked. Sarah in girlie pink mini-dress and white stilettos, steps forward to take his clothes from him, as he disrobes. Trinity's sissy maid then steps forward and attaches chains to the slave's ankles, wrists and thighs. The priestess orders the slave to lie face-down on the floor.
Beautiful music starts to play. From his position on the floor, the slave can see nothing, but he knows that it is at this point in the ceremony that his Mistress will enter the room. He knows also that - as part of the ritual - his Mistress is going to step on his back.
Josephine, looking quite stunning in flowing purple satin, enters the room. In her hand is a bouquet of lily-of-the-valley interspersed with young, fresh nettles. All eyes are upon her radiance.
She walks up to the prostrate form of her slave, brushes her bouquet down his back and leaves it resting on his buttocks. It would not do for her accidentally to sting one of her guests. She takes her time greeting the congregation: she hugs Tim, who has come all the way from Malaysia to be there. For that reason she decides he deserves a friendly squeeze of the goolies as well. She looks at the hired stud, whom she has never seen before, but who, she knows, will be part of the ceremony. He looks rather dishy in an obvious sort of way, she decides. It is a strange thought, she muses, that the man, with whom she is going to be linked in this ceremony, the man lying naked, face-down on the floor, has paid this gigolo to be present.
But the man on the floor is of no importance at thos moment. She loves him. He loves her, but for this relationship to have the magic she wants, she must ignore him for the time being. She gives Andrea, her beautiful transvestite friend, a kiss, commenting on the outrageous bridesmaid's outfit she is wearing. Surreptitiously she gives Andrea a little squeeze between the legs as well.
"Are your panties a little tight, darling?"
Andrea giggles.
