The ancient abbey was mostly empty as only a select few were invited.

For this occasion of joining man and woman in wedded bliss and the unique ceremony that was to come, this was the only suitable venue in the whole of the Old World. The centuries had ravaged the less permanent parts of the structure, leaving only the massive stone of its walls and floors as a concession to the strength of the hand of Man. The roof had long ago been taken by Father Time and now the altar stood under an open sky, in direct sight of the gods it was created for.

The floor of the abbey had been covered with oaken beams to protect both it and the invited few from each other and to provide an even surface upon which the ceremony would take place. The altar was covered with the finest Tuscan linen and held only a single candle.

From the left side of the altar approached the Celebrant, dressed from head to toe in flowing robes of Royal Purple satin and covered with a hooded cloak of the same stuff.

In her gloved hands she carried a book. Upon reaching the altar she assumed a position behind and laid the book in front of her on the altar. She spoke - "Honored guests, I call upon you to draw near and witness the ceremony joining the betrothed in the bonds of matrimony. Please be seated."

The chosen few moved forward and took their seats on the chairs provided, forming a curve in front of the altar. When all were seated and comfortable, the Celebrant again spoke - "I now call upon the groom to come forward and take his place before the altar."

From the shadows behind the altar, a man strode forward and stood on the left side of the altar. He wore a traditional tuxedo, but with some major differences. Every piece of clothing he wore was fashioned from the finest leather, everything from his bow tie to his shoes. The crotch of his pants was missing, allowing his massive cock and heavy balls to hang freely before him. His stance was one of patience and ease.

"I now call upon the bride to come forward and take her place."

From the main entry at the far end of the chamber, the bride began her stately progress toward the altar. She was dressed from head to foot in white, as required, but here the requirements were slightly different. She wore a sleeveless latex catsuit which clung to every curve of her form. Her feet were enclosed in crotch high boots towering on six-inch heels and made from the finest patent leather. Her arms were within latex gloves easily reaching to her shoulders. Her golden hair hung gracefully down her back and almost reached the top of her boots. The catsuit also made some concessions to anatomy, having holes for each ample breast and for her crotch. The only jewelry she wore was a silver ring which pierced her right nipple. She moved with a grace and poise which very few women can ever match, let alone master, as if it was natural that she should wear these clothes every day.

Presently, she reached the altar and took her place on its right.

The Celebrant began. "Honored guests, you are about to witness the joining of Jason and Miranda in the bonds of marriage. Is there any person here who has good and valid reason why these two should not be wed let them now speak!"

Silence.

"We shall continue. Jason, you have pledged your love to Miranda by word and by deed. Are you now ready to confirm that love by the deed of this ceremony and the blessing of those here as witnesses and in the sight of your God?"

"I am."

"Miranda, you have pledged your love to Jason by word and by deed. Are you now ready to confirm that love by the deed of this ceremony and the blessing of those here as witnesses and in the sight of your God?"

"I am."

The Celebrant continued "I remind you both before this gathering that a marriage that is based only upon love will be an empty thing and will be an affront to those here and to your gods. A successful union should also contain happiness and lust. Miranda, are you truly happy to choose Jason as your lifelong partner and companion?"

"I am." "Jason, are you truly happy to choose Miranda as your lifelong partner and companion?"

"I am."

"Miranda, I now call upon you to show all here your commitment to Jason, your willingness to share with him, your love for him and your lust for him. Are you ready?"

Miranda replied, licking her lips, "yes, I am."

"Then please proceed."

Miranda stepped towards Jason and stood before him for a moment. She looked into his eyes and he returned her gaze. She placed her hands upon his hips and slowly lowered herself to her knees. Her gaze now rested upon Jason's huge cock, which was now slowly rising to her beauty.

With her hands still on Jason's hips, Miranda slowly took his cock into her mouth and began to suck gently. She almost could not take his cock into her mouth because of its size, but she had learned that if she forced it into her mouth before it became fully hard, it would fit. Slowly, she worked her lips up and down the long shaft, not once letting the head leave her oral cavern. Slowly she increased the tempo of her motions. Slowly, their moans became louder and more frequent. Slowly, the level of passion and lust they shared for each other grew as Miranda thrust her head more and more urgently into Jason's crotch. She was losing control. All that mattered now was Jason's manhood fucking her deep in her mouth.

Jason also was surrendering to the lust within him. His hands moved to Miranda's head and wrapped them around the back of her hair, holding her mouth on his root. Miranda moaned at this, but not in fear - for her lust was too strong. Jason began pumping his cock in and out of Miranda's mouth with greater and greater force, each thrust going deeper down her throat than the pervious one. Finally, they were both trying as hard as they could with each stroke to fuck her throat as deep as possible. Her nose was mashed against his pelvis and his balls slapped against her chin with each thrust.

The honored guests were also becoming restless as the lust in front of the altar washed over them like a tidal wave. There were many of them who now wore impressive bulges in their groins or rock hard nipples under their gowns, not to mention those more easily aroused who had already soaked their groins with their juices.

Finally, Jason threw his head back and thrust his cock deep into Miranda's throat. She welcomed his thrust with her own and they both held tightly to each other as Jason pumped his huge load of cum deep into Miranda's oral love hole. His balls were visibly pulsing as jet after jet shot down her throat.

The floor under Miranda's crotch was also wet from the juices of her own orgasm triggered by Jason's first shot down her throat.

Finally spent, Jason eased his cock out of Miranda's mouth. She kept her lips tightly around his tool as it withdrew so she would not let any of the precious seed fall to the ground and be wasted. With help from Jason, she regained her feet and resumed her place by the altar.

The honored guests showed their appreciation by a polite round of applause.

"Jason, I now call upon you to show all here your commitment to Miranda, your willingness to share with her, your love for her and your lust for her. Are you ready?"

Jason replied, "Yes, I am."

"Then please proceed."

It was now Jason's turn to kneel before Miranda. This he did with all the grace and subdued power of a panther, placing his mouth before Miranda's still dripping pussy. He placed his hands around her buttocks and pulled her gently to him. She stepped forward, spreading her legs wide as she did so.

Jason then pushed out his tongue, the sight of it causing a few gasps from the female honored guests. He leaned forward, placing the tip of his nose on the hood of her clit, then reached out with his tongue and beginning at the base of Miranda's pussy, ran his tongue all the way up to and over her clit, making her moan in ecstasy and almost buckle at the knees. She didn't because Jason was expecting this and held her up with his hands.

Miranda had not fully recovered from the effects of Jason's orgasm and the lust was still strong within her. She grabbed Jason's head with her gloved hands and pulled it hard against her crotch, begging him to eat her and eat her and eat her and eat her...

Jason gave in to her wishes and his mounting lust and dove in. His tongue went everywhere - down to her knees and up to her navel and everywhere in between, but never long away from the center of her lust, her aching throbbing clit and her engorged lips. Her juices flowed freely and what Jason did not swallow ran down his chin and added to the puddle on the floor.

Both were moaning almost constantly as Miranda began thrusting her pussy into Jason's face, in much the same way as he had done so recently. The honored guests could see Miranda's orgasm mounting. Jason knew the signs well and changed his tactics.

He began pistoning his tongue in and out of Miranda's hole, answering her thrusts and adding some of his own. Miranda's moans kept growing shriller and shriller.

At last, she pulled his head hard against her pussy and screamed out her orgasm. She kept on screaming as the orgasm built and built, Jason at her crotch, his open mouth clamped firmly in place and his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed Miranda's cum.

Those honored guests not totally absorbed in viewing the crotch of Miranda saw the drops of lactate falling from her engorged breasts as she squirmed on Jason's mouth.

Her orgasms ended, Miranda released Jason's head from her grasp and allowed him to stand, which he did with some effort.

More polite applause from the honored guests.

The Celebrant now moved forward. She too had been moved by the spectacle, her nipples standing hard on her breasts and the crotch of her robes saturated. "I think a short break is in order here," she said and motioned to a servant standing aside to come forward with a tray of canapés and wine.

The short break allowed everyone to regain their strength and composure. After a few minutes the Celebrant called all back to their places.

"As we have seen, Jason and Miranda love each other, care for each other and lust for each other. It is now time to call upon them to take the oath of marriage. Jason, do you promise before your god and before these witnesses, that you will love, give honor to and care for Miranda as long as you shall live?"

Jason: "I do."

"Miranda, do you promise before your god and before these witnesses, that you will love, give honor to and care for Jason as long as you shall live?"

Miranda: "I do."

"You have both pledged yourself to the other for the rest of your lives and it is obvious to all here that there is truth in that pledge. Therefore, I now call for the ring."

From the shadows to the right of the altar came a nurse. Besides the traditional nurses' uniform, she wore, as befitted this ceremony, five-inch stiletto heeled shoes. Every inch of her skin not covered by the uniform was covered by transparent latex. In her gloved hands she carried a tray similar to those used for surgical instruments.

Gasps from the honored guests.

Upon reaching the altar, the nurse placed the tray on the altar beside Jason. He reached into the tray and removed a gold ring and a set of piercing pliers. He inserted the ring into the pliers and then held it over the candle flame.

After letting the ring cool, Jason stepped toward Miranda and touched her left breast, caressing it gently. He gazed into her eyes and silently asked the question. She slowly nodded her head in reply. Jason then placed the pliers over Miranda's left nipple and quickly squeezed. "With this ring I thee wed!" He then placed the pliers back in the tray and very gently kissed the new piercing to help ease the pain. The nurse then applied some ointment and sprayed on some anesthetic.

"Jason I invite you to kiss your new bride."

Without further prompting, Jason moved forward, took Miranda by her gloved hands and drew her to him. They kissed - long and deep and with much passion.

"Honored guests, I present to you Jason and Miranda!"

The honored guests as one rose to their feet and applauded and cheered with much vigor.

As the ovation subsided, the Celebrant spoke. "They are now a wedded couple. But I would not consider my job to be properly done unless I knew the marriage was truly consummated."

From the right of the altar came four servants carrying a king-size bed wrapped in satin. "Jason and Miranda, I invite you to consummate your marriage!"

It took quite a while to finish the consummation.