End of the ceremony

They looked at Rachel wordlessly, waiting for any sign of further instruction. The dominant woman just shrugged, and waved her hand in the vague direction of the house. Taking the hint, Tanya and Mitchell took a few steps forward and began to make their way down through the crowd. The audience parted slightly, but as Tanya and Mitchell made their way through, there was still the time and opportunity for anonymous party goers to reach out and smack Mitchell on his lingerie clad ass, or too pinch Tanya's nipple clamps.

As this actions prompted winces and flinches, they only encouraged more in the audience to join in. One woman even slapped Mitchell on his exposed penis, causing him to almost double over, before he managed to recover and be pulled by Tanya to the relative safety of the house.

The crowd didn't follow, seemingly content now with staying outside in the cool night air and drinking the last of the alcohol, as Rachel began to wander around the chat calmly with her guests. The excited chatter was all about what had prompted the two freaks to put on such an astonishing display of exhibitionism.

Mitchell and Tanya didn't pause, but instead made their way to where their travel clothes had been placed. Neither was shocked though to discover that they were nowhere to be found.

Instead, a final parting wedding gift seemed to have been left for them. There were two metal signs saying "just married!" with two clips on them, and from each extended several strings with empty tin cans attached.

Knowing how Rachel thought, they both instinctively what this meant. As they walked slowly to the front door, Mitchell opened it with a resigned look on his face. They both peered out and down the street. Their car, which had previously been parked under a streetlight to ensure maximum exposure at night, was now nowhere to be seen.

Tanya sighed, and looked at Mitchell. They just stood there for a moment, shoulders drooped, until Mitchell broke the silence.

"Well, help me pin this to the back of my panties please. I'm guessing it's going to be a long walk home, and we may as well start now."

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This is the end of the existing material. The story is open to any authors who would like to continue their tale, or to create any branching paths earlier in the story. I can't wait to see what you create :)