Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Part 1
Louise had known James for nearly two years before she had agreed to actually marry him. She supposed now that it was totally inevitable that she would since she could not imagine life without him. She had known that she was sexually submissive probably since she had her first sexual experience when she was sixteen, albeit that it had been with a girl, and that was now twelve years ago.
In their three years together and more so since she had accepted his proposal a year ago, she had become totally submissive to James to anything he had wanted to do with her or to her. She had never had anal sex before she had met him and he hadn't even asked her -- merely told her he intended to "bugger her up the ass" and then simply done so, almost relishing in the pain he had caused her, but she had loved that too. Now her anus opened to him easily and he used it as simply another hole to fuck, usually cleaning himself in her mouth afterwards. She hated the taste of her own ass, though she licked his often enough, and so kept herself as clean as she could at all times to avoid as much of the degradation of eating her own shit as possible.
The wedding was set for the Saturday 17th, and as a traditionalist James intended that his stag night was to be on the 16th. He had told her that he wouldn't be home that evening and had taken his suit etc. to his best man's apartment a few days earlier. However on the Friday morning as he had left for the office he had handed her a note with instructions not to open it until she arrived home that evening. She had no worries that he would leave her but the contents intrigued her all day and she even left early to get back to open it.
The curiosity gnawed at her all the way home and she rushed into the House and tore open the envelope. Inside was a card it read.
James' Stag Night
Country Court Hotel
Rayworth
8:00
Dress : Black Tie
It was one of the expensive invitations that James had printed for tonight except that the time of '8:00' had been crossed out and, in James' elegant hand, 9:30 had been written alongside. She didn't know how many invitations had been sent invitations but knew only of 23 people, plus James and Richard his best man, who had said they would attend. The Hotel was small, exclusive, and fully booked by James and his guests for the whole weekend. The wedding party was there tomorrow and they had planned the first night of their honeymoon there as well.
Louise's imagination ran wild, she booked a taxi for 8:30, even on a Friday that allowed plenty of time and then showered, taking time and care to shave herself smooth everywhere in the way that she knew he liked her. She put on her makeup before dressing and admired her naked form in the mirror, Yes, he would enjoy her body tonight. He hadn't whipped or caned her for weeks and there were no marks or bruises anywhere, only the two heavy golden rings through her pierced nipples, which he had done to her as a birthday present, adorned her body as she looked in the mirror and admired herself. She slipped on the hold-up stockings, garter belts ruined the line of the dress, and then her thoughts wandered to which dress she should put on as the tighter ones either required a bra or allowed the outline of her nipple rings to show through, whereas a more flowing one hid the line of her figure. She decided what the hell and wore an elegant and low cut black gown whose very shape accentuated her breasts and did indeed show the two golden rings' outline. James would like that she decided. She stepped into the dress but was struck by a sudden thought, opened her bedside cabinet and removed the tube of lubricant there. She had run out once and only remembered when James had told her to kneel on the bed as he intended to use her ass just as they were going out to dinner. As he considered it her responsibility to have her body ready for him at all times he had simply fucked her without lubricant, she had spent the entire evening sitting and trying not to wince every time she moved. When they had arrived home he had used her that way again, this time drawing blood as he fucked her ass deliberately cruelly and hard. She had learnt the lesson and now kept a spare tube as well. All this flashed through her mind in an instant as she unscrewed the tube and squirted a generous amount onto to fingers and then forced them inside herself to make herself ready, just in case. The rest of the tube went into her handbag. Wiping the excess of her fingers and ass she finished dressing and had just left the bedroom and poured a large scotch when the doorbell rang and her Taxi had arrived. She gulped back her drink and rushed out of the House, giving the destination to the Taxi driver as she climbed into the back seat.
The journey was uneventful, even fast, and she arrived well in time at 9:20, she asked the Taxi driver to wait for a few minutes and sat quietly in the back until precisely 9:27 when she paid and stepped through the front door of the Hotel showing the invitation to the two Doormen that James had employed to ensure that the Hotel stayed private for the weekend. The leered at each other as they held the door open and I entered then Hotel.
"Ahhh" A prim, middle aged man greeted her in the Hotel Reception, now simply a meeting room since the whole place was booked for three days "You must be here for the Party. The Gentlemen are in the main Lounge but the other, errr, Ladies are in the small annex if you would care to follow me?" Louise's mind raced as to what James had planned and she followed and entered the indicated room.
The 'small annex' was a large comfortable room looking like an old-fashioned lounge. Inside there were four other girls, three had long hair and what James would so precisely have terms 'large tits', the last, the youngest had a short bob and very small breasts, she was almost boyish looking. Like Louise all were elegantly attired in expensive looking evening dresses. One, a brunette, was, Louise judged, older than the others, 35 maybe 38, but elegant and beautiful. Two, a blonde and another brunette, Louise judged were somewhat younger than herself, Louise guessed them at 22 or 23. The last, also a blonde looked like she was 16 but she may have been as old as 18. All four were playing with a selection of expensive looking masks which were on a table, the masks covered the top of the head and the face down to about the nose and would effectively disguise whoever was wearing it, but for obvious reasons they left the mouth free, and available... The girls welcomed Louise with a Hi, smiles and asked her name, introducing themselves as they went round. The older one, who name was Jane, said that she was waiting for one more girl but had heard nothing from her as to how long she would be. It was obvious that Jane didn't know any of the others, except the youngest, but it was also obvious that she had been given the briefing of tonight's events and told to pass on the instructions.
Jane's mobile rang, with a tone like an old fashioned bell telephone, and all conversation quietened as she answered.
"Yes? Oh, I am sorry.... Yes I understand.... Of course I will.... I think you will miss a good one.... Okay.... Catch you next time maybe." She hung up and whilst they had heard only one side of the conversation its meaning was obvious. All those that were coming were already here.
"Okay you can all guess what that was. Well the good news is that I already have instructions of what to do if this happened." As she spoke she removed from her nearby bag a number of identical and envelopes and handed one to each girl, Louise included, and kept two for herself. None carried any names so each had to contain the same, everyone knew it was their fee and Louise's heart fluttered with excitement at the thought that tonight she was to be a paid whore at her future husband's stag party. The last envelope Jane opened and counted six fifty pound notes out for each girl. "That's it, splits the last fee equally. Seems fair as we will have to look after her proportion of the guys as well." She smiled, and her smile was echoed with giggles and winks from the other girls. Sophie did the Math and realised that each girl was now being paid no less than Eighteen HUNDRED pounds for tonight. She was glad that James was wealthy and giggled to herself as she wondered what she would have to do for her money.
"Okay. Just to confirm." Jane spoke with an air of authority. "We are here until whatever time in the morning this all ends. If I had to guess, I would say about 2-3am, it usually does. The men are too tired and or too drunk by then so... Now, any questions?"
Everyone looked at the others and shook their heads in negative response.