Vows

The minister steps forward. You've chosen her just for this task. She's a tall woman, her silk robes flow down her shapely body, her long blond hair sets off the rich red robe. She looks down at your huge cock, she smiles at you; you know she is thinking of the many times she's had your cock in every hole. You know she'd just love to wrap her full, red lips around it right now. The minister smiles at Doe. Your bride reaches over and takes your cock gently in her hand.

The minister begins:
"My friends, we are gathered here to witness the bonding of this woman to this man. To celebrate her domination and surrender.

Doe, do you agree to take this man as your lord and master, to obey him and to serve him, to satisfy his every command for all time?"

Doe gives your cock a squeeze. "I do!"

"And you sir," the minister gazes into your eyes; her eyes are filled with lust, "do you agree to accept this woman as your own, to rule her, to dominate her, to share your lust and life with her?

You look down at Doe. She is perfect. You think about the year you have spent in this town, searching for the perfect, pure bride. You warm at the memory of the women you have fucked and corrupted in your game to get Doe to this altar.