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Roberto and James were sitting in their thrones.
I watched as the guests walked into the reception area, my dick straining at the sight of dozens of men either in full leather and the occasional skinhead.
It was obvious that even amongst the guests there were a number of submissives, even other slaves. The rubber gimp I had seen earlier I finally recognised as Worm from the hotel that I stayed in when serving Jack. As the crowd settled I noticed that a number of them were now kneeling, nuzzling their heads against the leather clad legs of their partners, the latter assuredly resting their gloved hands on their submissive shoulder or head. Barely audible conversations going on, mostly smiles, and laughter, but you could sense that one or two were going to be punished for a minor infraction later in the day.
Roberto stood. Welcome all thank you for coming to help us celebrate this special day. It's a great sight seeing all this leather in front of us. I had a speech all prepared but James here insisted that he would do the talking
Roberto held out his hand and lifted James from his throne before he himself sat down.
James smiled, and bowing his head slightly said thank you.
Well here we are. I also would like to thank you all for coming today, that includes you skinheads. It's been a very special day and there are three people I have to thank.
John , Edward and of course Roberto.
John - where are you.
Here a voice shouted, I recognised him as being one of the deadlifters from the gym who had shaved us for the first time earlier in the year. 5FT 6, his leathers barely being held in by his leathers. He was now minus the boots, harness and tail, his arms were bound in front of him by a thick rope, a gag in his mouth muffling any sound he was likely to make. He was dragged up to the thrones and thrown down , landing at Roberto's feet.
John you utter useless bastard, Said James.
John for being such an awful unfaithful partner, and a crap shag too. One or the other I could have forgiven but both . If you hadn't been unfaithful I'd never have experienced some of the delicious meaty cocks that are out there amongst the guests today. John I assume you too would like to thank them for providing you with a regular supply of cum from cleaning me out. One last thing always read what you are asked to sign, The divorces wouldn't have been as easy if you hadn't given your agreement,
Edward, thanks for agreeing to take John off my hands, and for agreeing to allow him to be used by me one last time today
And of course most importantly Roberto.
There was some laughter in the crowd, some of it sarcastic at what was seen as a sweetly sentimental statement.
This is where it gets serious. Roberto and I were officially married two weeks ago. Today is an opportunity for us to celebrate but also for an announcement.
James held up some paper. He handed it to Roberto who scribbled on it, before handing the paper and pen to James, who also scribbled. He held the paper in the air.
A few minutes ago I was Roberto's husband, having signed that paper I am now also his slave.
There were some murmurings in the crowd.
Yes, as soon as I met Sir I knew that he was special, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. He proposed eighteen months ago, and soon after I knew I wanted something more than just a white picket fence and fresh flowers on the table. I needed to submit, the more I thought about it I realised being a sub wasn't enough. I wanted to be his slave.
I've spent the last year proving myself worthy to be his slave, learning to obey without question, putting his happiness and pleasure before mine. See these marks on John's back, the ones on mine from last night are redder and deeper. Thanks to Sir's training I can take a twelve inch dick and get double fisted with barely a grimace. Sir has transformed me from an uptight city boy into a happy cock slut. Many of you out there have helped with this transformation, and tonight you will be given one last chance to use me. After that only Sir will have access rights to my holes.
Ed could you.
Master stepped up and handed a black fabric bag to James. He took out a chain, at the end of it there was a key. He knelt down and turned to Roberto, whose booted feet were now firmly planted in John's back.
Sir , as assigned by my acceptance of your ownership I give you this key. I am now a locked charity slave, You and only you have control on if and when I get released.
Roberto took the chain and hung it over his head. He leant forward and kissed James.
From his throne Roberto began to talk
Slave, today is a big day, I've been booking forward to it since the day you quietly suggested the possibility that I became your owner. Your training was difficult, but we both got through it. We have the rest of our lives to explore and expand your boundaries, I will hurt you, I will cause you pain, I will make you scream sob and cry. But I will also be tender, generous, loving.
I won't allow anyone else to hurt or damage you, you are my precious invaluable property. And I love you .
The crowd cheered.
Ok drink up be it champagne, beer or piss. We have a party. Remember today will be the last time any of you gets to use James's holes ever again.
I stood there , a tray of piss filled champagne flutes still in front of me. I was about to lift one to drink when Dave reappeared. I think there's fresh supply of that if you beg nicely. He said unzipping his fly.
I knelt down, Dave's piss flowed into my gullet. I realised that I was envious of James who had voluntarily made himself a slave. A slave to a man he loved, and although my slave status was very different, I knew that we were both two of the luckiest men in that room.