At that moment, Sebastian, Tristan, Melissa and Rachel reappeared. The men were now dressed in dark robes with cattle prods hanging from their belts like Dominic, while the women were as naked as Tess was, except for steel collars about their necks. Their wrists were now cuffed behind their backs.

Now they were totally exposed, Tess could see that Melissa had fine jutting breasts with pale brown nipples, a trim waist and shaven sex lips. The glittering thing she had earlier seen between her thighs was revealed as a golden padlock that hung from her inner labia. Rachel had heavier glossy breasts tipped by stand-up brown nipples and smooth full fleshy buttocks. Her sex was also shaven and it had a silver padlock hanging from it.

Tess also saw a detail she had not noticed when they were being whipped in her flat earlier. Both of them had what looked, to her horror, like a brand on the smooth upper slopes of their right buttocks. It was a capital M set on crossed bars inside a shield rim...

The two women moved awkwardly, accompanied by a strange grating, bumping sound. They had chains plugged into their bottoms that trailed down between their legs to the ground. On the ends of the chains were iron balls that bounced and skittered across the stone slab floor after them.

Sebastian looked at Dominic. 'Ready?'

'I'm ready,' he said, handing him the remote.

'Let us begin,' Eustace said, bustling away up the aisle towards the altar.

A small bouquet was pushed into Tess's hands to hold. Melissa and Rachel were position behind her, and the trailing chains on the back of her collar were hooked to rings set in the fronts of their collars, joining the three of them together. Dominic took hold of the end of her front leash chain while Tristan and Sebastian took up position on either side of the three chained naked women. Tristan unhooked the cattle prod from his belt and held at the ready, while Sebastian had the remote for the shock dildos still lodged inside her. Tess gulped. There was no escape. She would have to go through with this terrible ceremony, whatever it was a.

Music started up from some hidden sound system and filled the little church. It was not the wedding march but some heavy organ music that Tess did not recognise. Perhaps it was unique to this ceremony. It rose and fell in slow waves, heavy with both pomp and menace.

Dominic jerked on her leash chain and they started slowly up the aisle. She could hear Rachel and Melissa's anal chain iron balls bumping and grating along behind her.

Tess felt sick, thrilled and terrified all the same moment. Despite everything, even her crushed love, she suddenly realized what a spectacle the three of them must make. There was a terrible perverse sense of arousal at being so exposed and helpless in company that was too real and powerful to be denied. Her nipples were standing up while her plugged pussy was growing hot and slippery as it clenched on the plug inside it, while her stomach was tying itself up in sick knots of terror. How could this be happening to her?

They reached the altar and came to a stop. Eustace was standing in front of it, beaming beatifically.

The altar itself was a heavy, dark oaken table with a massive slab of wood for its top. Tess now realized that there were chains hanging down from its sides, and that the big red candles burning on its corners standing in their big, heavy silver holders were shaped like huge phalluses as long as her forearm. They were filling the air with a strange heavy scent.

Behind the altar where the cross would normally stand, was a large wooden-framed version of the Mountguard shield, a good two metres across. It also had chains hanging from it, and there was a stepped wooden dais set its foot.

The organ music faded into the background as Eustace raised his hands in blessing.

'Tessa Jane Whitcher,' he intoned solemnly. 'You have been brought here today before these witnesses to pledge yourself to the service of your husband to be, Dominic Alaric Tobias Mountguard.'

Tess snivelled and shook her head feebly. Then she jerked and yelped, making her trailing chains jingle as she felt a warning stab of electric fire in her bottom.

'Dominic... do you promise to treat you wife to be with a firm hand, chastising her as necessary to correct her faults, instructing her in servility, putting her in her proper place and keep her true to your most noble family values and traditions?'

'I do,' Dominic said earnestly.

Eustace had a hex key his hand. He took hold of Tess's chin and pushed the key into the socket in the ball gag clamped about her tongue and removed it. As she worked her jaws and stretched her dry lips, she received another jolt in her pussy warning her to behave.

She wished she had the courage to defy them there and then, but she was so totally helpless that it would only bring her more pain. She told herself that she should have to play for time.

'Tess, do you promise to wear Dominic's marks and tokens proudly and serve and obey him with meekness and humility, to give your body to him for his pleasure and accept your proper place as his chattel without question?' Eustace asked.

He said it as if it was a perfectly reasonable question and he expected her to give a sincere answer. What did all that mean anyway? Did he actually believe that all this was normal? Did they all think the same way? It had been a family tradition for so long that perhaps they did.

All she had to do was say yes. But it was hard to speak the word when she didn't mean it.

Hot electric needles stabbed through her pussy. Sebastian was not a patient man.

'Yes... Yes I do...' Tess choked out miserably.

It was not the truth and they must realize that. But apparently, they just wanted to hear the words from her lips. What did it matter? She'd run away as soon as she got a chance. They couldn't treat her like this before the full congregation tomorrow.

But if it was possible to run away, why hadn't Rachel or Melissa done it years ago?

Eustace continued. 'Do you beg him to use your vagina now as it was meant to be used: for the pleasure of your husband and master and any he gives permission?'

Tess gulped. 'Y... Yes... I do...'

Sebastian and Tristan stepped forward. They unclipped the leash chains at the back of her collar linking her to Rachel and Melissa, and cross-linked them to the women's collars, binding them together. Sebastian reached between Tess's legs and unscrewed the terrible spiked clamps pinched to her labia. With a sucking sound, he pulled the double shock dildo prongs out of her. She shuddered as they came free, for a moment feeling strangely empty inside, until her unnaturally stretched orifices slowly started to close up once more. Dominic unclipped the leash chain from the front of her collar.

Between them, Sebastian and Tristan lifted Tess off her feet and laid her on her back along the length of the altar. They pulled her cuffed wrists up over her head and chained them to one end of the altar. Then they pulled her legs wide, twisting her thighs open in invitation...

She struggled feebly but they slapped her thighs until she went limp. She could not stop what was going to happen. She just had to endure it...