SWEET SEX SLAVES

By SUSAN SWEET

As I reached his side, the music stopped. Mr. Devon took my hand and looked at me with a huge smile on his face.

"My God, Jennifer, you are truly gorgeous!" he exclaimed.

I looked up at him and smiled, not yet believing that this could really be happening to me.

The minister started speaking, but I soon lost track of what he was saying, wondering when I was going to wake up. I was brought back into reality as Mr. Devon took my left hand and put a wedding band onto my ring finger.

"I do," said Mr. Devon.

"And do you, Jennifer Evelyn Petti, take Robert George Devon to be your lawfully wedded husband, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" asked the minister.

"I do," I squeaked and Mr. Devon's tight smile became a wide grin.

"Put this ring on his finger, my Dear," said the minister. He handed me a man's wedding ring and I slipped it onto Mr. Devon's left hand.

"By the powers vested in me by this State, I now pronounce that you are husband and wife! You may kiss your bride," said the minister.

Mr. Devon turned to me and slowly lifted my veil over my head. He took me into his arms., put his face next to mine, and kissed me hard on my mouth as the minister, Jacky and the other woman looked on.

There were some marriage documents for us to sign, and Jacky and the other lady witnessed them. Mr. Devon paid the minister, then he took me by the arm and guided me out of the Church to a limousine that he had waiting for us.

Mr. Devon opened the limo door for me, helped me inside, sat beside me, shut the door, told the driver to proceed, put his left arm around me, took my left hand in his right hand, and stared into my shocked eyes.

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