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She was still shaking her head when Shasta spoke a few words to her. She looked at her sister as Shasta spoke and eventually moved in our direction, though looking like she could jack rabbit at any moment.
She came up the steps and stopped about three feet away.
"I met Rhonda when she responded to my rapist shooting up my house. She was calm, collected; a rock in the middle of chaos. She was initially attracted to our friend, Lucia, not yet aware of her submissive qualities. When she learned she might be submissive, she chose me from all of the people she might have chosen, despite my being both wife and slave to my own Master and knowing she would have to submit to him as she did to me.
"Rhonda comes from a fairly large family," I said, "and they disapprove of Rhonda's lifestyle, both that she's a lesbian and a submissive. I won't fault them for their beliefs. We're all raised to believe in some things, however right or wrong those things might seem to others. For a long time, many people believed in racial slavery, in the inequality of the races, or the sexes, or whatever else it's possible to believe in. Rhonda became a police officer, something not always appreciated by others, even of her own race given the Black Lives Matter movement in the past few years. Being black and a police officer is difficult. Being a woman in a male dominated organization is difficult. Being a lesbian in our politically divided society is difficult. Admitting to being a submissive and being subservient to a woman, and a white woman on top of it is difficult. Being all those things despite the opposition of your family is extremely difficult.
"Going into dangerous situations every day she works as all of those things, willing to give her life to others despite all the hatred and prejudice she faces, makes Rhonda a heroine and I am so lucky, so grateful, to know her and love her and accept her submission. I consider her my friend, my lover, and as important to me as anyone else in my life.
"Wendy, what your sister is doing here today is what we call a bonding ceremony. It has as much weight to us as marriage does. If I could marry her, I would, but I'm already married and bigamy is a crime. This is the only way I have to show her how much she means to me and everyone else in my family. As such, it's of great ceremonial importance to us. I want Rhonda to know how much I care for her and as your family's only representative to these proceedings, I'd like you to give her away, almost like the father of the bride. Would you be willing to do so for us. I know it would mean a great deal to Rhonda."
She looked at her sister, kneeling on the platform at my feet. Rhonda was crying, in joy, I hoped.
She nodded and said, "I'll give her away."
"Thank you," I said. "Thank you for coming and thank you for participating. Rhonda, please stand and display."
She leaped to her feet and displayed for me, her Domina. I removed what few clothes she had, baring her body to the audience. I handed the clothes to Wendy, as well as a ring box which I told her to give to me when I asked for it. I hooked a leash to her collar and handed the end to Wendy. She looked a little startled to be holding a leash with her naked sister at the end of it.
"Please kneel, slave," I said and Rhonda got on her knees once more.
Then I knelt down facing her. "Rhonda, we'll both be kneeling to my Master shortly and while I'm your Domina, I'm also your sister slave. I want to make my vow to you while I'm kneeling. As much as you kneel to me in submission, I kneel to you for your courage, your love and your perseverance in the face of all you confront every day. Could I please have the ring."
Wendy handed me the diamond ring in the box. I took the ring and her left hand.
"Rhonda. I love, cherish and respect you as I do few others. You are as dear to me as my Master and husband. I'm honored by your subservience. I offer you this ring as a symbol of the love I hold for you. I promise to be your lover, your friend and agree to be so as long as we both shall live. Your family will be my family, your burdens my burdens, your pain my pain, your pleasure my pleasure. My children will be your children. Your children will be mine from this day forward. Please accept this small token for the love I bear you."
"I do, Domina. Thank you."
I put the ring on her finger and kissed her. I began to stroke her cunt, and soon she was stroking mine in return. As two horny needy slaves, it didn't take long for either one of us to cum, moaning in each other's arms. When the tremors of our orgasms ended, I stood again.
"Wendy, are you ready to give away your sister as my slave, lover, friend, and family?"
"I am."
"Pass me her leash, please."
Wendy handed me the leash handle.
"Slave, I promise to love and cherish you above all other possessions. I promise to show you tenderness, pleasure and pain in due measure. I promise to share my bed and my Master with you and with my sister slave, Lisa. Do you agree to submit to me as your Domina and to my Master as your Master?"
"Yes, Domina."
"Do you agree to submit to my will before your own, to obey me in all things, unless my Master countermand me, within the bounds of your slave agreement?"
"Yes, Domina."
"Then I accept your slavery. Please kiss my feet and lick my cunt."
Rhonda did as she was told and I tenderly stroked her cheek and head as her facile tongue dipped in every nook and cranny of my cunt. I soon had a second orgasm on her tongue, stopping her when she was done, then pulling her to her feet and tasting myself on her lips. I thanked Wendy for her help and told her she could leave the stage now.
She left the platform, Zoe helping her off. "Master, we're ready for you," I said, holding my slave around her waist.
He got on the platform with us, bringing Lisa with him.
"Give me your collars," Master said, holding out his hand.
We took them off, wondering what he was doing. We'd already told him we didn't plan on changing Masters. He handed them to Zoe and told her to take care of them. Zoe put them in a cloth bag.
"Slaves, I want you to masturbate for your audience. Show them what hot, needy slaves you are. Two orgasms apiece. I've got another matter to take care of. Marcia's Slave Trainer is about to die."
While the three of us masturbated standing up for our many guests, Master got the other Slave Trainer and approached Marcia. He told her the battery was dying and she needed to swap out the old one for a freshly charged one. I couldn't hear what they said, but it was clear Marcia was disgusted her misery wasn't ending yet. Chantelle helped her to remove the old one and put the new one on. From what I could see from where I was, the phallus part was thick with her creamy discharge, lacking only cum to make it a complete mess. Her legs had two rivulets on it going down past her knees. Chantelle licked it up since she was down there anyway. Poor Marcia. She had to be absolutely miserable by now. Master took the dying one and putting it on the charger again. He returned to the stage.
"I told her we might have to do it longer. The ceremony was taking longer than I thought it would. She was ready to scream." He chuckled. We'd both cum twice already. It didn't take slaves long to cum. "Zoe, please shred their old slave agreements," Master said.
We looked at each other as the paper shredder turned them into mulch.
Master then took our cuffs and fastened them to the chains above our heads and our feet parted by spreader bars much as Cindy's had been though our arms weren't spread out.
"If I may have everyone's attention. These slaves are going to be offering themselves into bondage shortly and although they assure me I'm still their first choice, there's no reason you can't all come up and inspect the merchandise. Perhaps you can convince them you're a better choice for a Dominant than I am. I admit I've made a lot of mistakes doing this. Hopefully, I've learned from my errors and I'll be the better Master for it. Or, just feel them up a little. My slaves love it when they cum."
For the next thirty minutes or so, we were poked, prodded, stroked, caressed, fingered and fondled in just about any way you could be. Rob even examined our teeth as a joke, announcing it didn't look like we needed dental care. Of course, he also felt my cunt first, thrusting two thick fingers in me, making me cum, before using the same fingers to pry my lips open. Master didn't ignore us though, bringing a plate of food and bottle of water to feed and hydrate us while everyone else made us squirm. Even the bus drivers were invited up to check us out. Rodrigo was a master manipulator and had me cumming on his fingers in seconds.
Master shooed all the bystanders off the platform and addressed us.
"I don't know if any of these people managed to turn you to the dark side or not, but before you make a decision as to who your Master or Mistress is going to be, I need to make you aware of some changes if you consent to remain my slaves. Zoe has drawn up some new slave agreements. It's essentially the same document as before, but with some important changes made which I'll outline now. I'll be replacing your collars and some of your jewelry. It will remain on you at all times, whether you go to the beach or the store or the gym. It will stay on as a visible symbol of your slavery. I want everyone to know at all times you're mine. It will have a biometric lock on it keyed to my fingerprint and I'm the only one who can remove it unless it's cut off."
I thought about it. I had no problem proclaiming my slavery to anyone anymore. I was a slave and proud of it. Some people might be shocked by it, but it wasn't illegal as long as it was voluntary and you couldn't be more voluntary than I was. If some people got bent out of shape by my slavery, it wasn't skin off my hide. I doubted Lisa would have anymore of a problem than I did. Rhonda might have issues. Master addressed them next.
"Rhonda, you're a special circumstance. Your Mistress will be able to remove your slavery symbols for your work. However, I expect you to wear them whenever you're not working."
"Yes, Master," she said.
"You no longer have to make me cum before you can have orgasms. In that regard, you're like my other slaves. Unless you're being punished, you can cum whenever they're allowed to cum."
"Thank you, Master."
"Lisa, I want you to have a clitoral hood piercing like Julia. You'll have it done tomorrow before we leave here. I wish to fuck you tonight and don't want to wait three days. It's made Julia exceptionally horny and I see no reason for you not to be as aroused as she is."
"Yes, Master. I will obey." She bowed her head.
"I'd like Rhonda to have one as well, but I know her job might make it difficult. I won't insist upon it, but leave it to her discretion."
"Thank you, Master," Rhonda replied.