Her fiancé had never really known his father. She had found him, and he was to be her gift to her new husband. He had another plan in mind however. His gift to them was his seed, dripping from her under her dress as she took her vows.
Oh mistress thank you for teaching me my place. I'm nothing more than your footstool, a sad loser who has no right to challenge you anymore. Thank you for still letting me watch you play as you rest on me (sleepygimp)
