"Yes sir" she replies with a puzzled tone.

"Ok, please hold her and stroke her hair and whisper that you love her and that you want to marry her" I tell her.

Candy gives me a startled look but then I can see her gulp and turn to Susan. She holds Susan lovingly against her chest with Susan's head cuddled against her enormous boobs. She strokes Susan's hair with her other hand and looks again at me.

"Tell her" I insist. "And speak as though you're me."

I hear her whisper to Susan. "I love you, I love you Susan. Will you marry me? I want to marry you."

Susan gets a trapped look on her face. "Steven, please" she pleads.

"I'd rather you come sit by me Susan" I tell her. "Will you come sit here so I can tell you?"

I see her struggle but the dress and Candy holding her, she just can't move. "Steven, I can't. I'm trying but I can't. Please please don't do this" she begs me.

I turn to Mandy. I have one hand around her back caressing the side of her boob. With the other I stroke her cheek. I kiss her on the mouth and move my other hand directly over her boob and squeeze it through the thin apron.

I turn back to look at Susan who looks almost sick. "I'm pretending that Mandy is you. You need to pretend that Candy is me. For a question this important, we should be right next to each other, holding each other, kissing each other."

"I want to be next to you Steven" Susan begs. "Please let me sit next to you and we can hold each other."

"But we can't - you can't. You're stuck over there. And even if you were over here, your arms are tied behind your back" I tell her.

"But Steven." she starts to whine.

"Stop the whining NOW" I tell her. "I will not abide whining." Susan looks frightened. "Listen to Candy - and answer her please." I look at Candy, "Candy, please talk to her, make this as special as you can because this is one of the most important times in a girls life."

Candy turns to Susan. "Darling Susan, I love you so much. Will you please marry me. I want to marry you." Candy strokes Susan's cheek and then leans down and gives her a light kiss on the lips.

Susan shudders at the kiss. She then whispers quietly to me "why?"

I look at Candy sharply.

Candy takes Susan's face in her hands and makes Susan look at her. "You need to ask me. Not him, me" she insists.

Susan looks at Candy fearfully. "why" she whispers.

"Because it's time for me to get married and I think you would make the perfect wife" I say.

"Because it's time for me to get married and I think you would make the perfect wife" Candy tells Susan.

"Do you love me" Susan asks Candy.

"Yes I love you" Candy replies and she gives Susan a gigantic french kiss. I can see Susan struggling under Candy trying to get away, but unable to do so. Finally they come up for air and Susan looks panicked.

I nod at Candy.

"Will you marry me" Candy asks again.

"The world is yours if you do" I comment. "You will have wealth beyond imagination. All of this and more."

Susan looks at me and says "yes Steven, I'll marry you."

I look at Candy sternly.

Candy pulls Susan's face around. "Tell me, will you marry me."

"Steven" Susan says while trying to turn her face.

"I love you" Candy continues. "I want to marry you. Tell me, you have to tell me."

"Yes, I'll marry you" Susan whispers weakly to Candy as tears roll down her cheeks.

I turn to Mandy. "Now remember, you're Susan on a date with me. What do you think you should be doing?"

"I don't know. Something slutty I would guess looking at how she is dressed" Mandy replies.

"Well Mandy, you're clearly a slut so you should know what to do" I tell her.

"Sir, I may be a slut, but I'm not as big a slut as her. I fuck anyone who wants me. I lick pussies. Candy and I 69 every night. But I would never go out without panties on. I would never display my boobs like that. I'm not that big of a whore."

I can see Mandy's words hit Susan like punches. Here are these two obvious whores, available to anyone, and they are better than her.

"I know you're not as big a slut as Susan. But try to tonight since my slut is sitting over there away from me. Try to figure out what a slut like her would do."

"Well first of all" Mandy says, "I would take off my panties." "But can I please keep them on, I just can't be that scuzzy of a whore. Not here in public where everyone would know."

"Ok Mandy, keep your panties on. I don't want you doing anything that slutty."

Mandy smiles and moves one hand over to my crotch. "Well, I'm sure that she gives you hand jobs under the table at restaurants. Lets start with that." Mandy then pulls down my zipper, pulls my cock out, and starts jacking it off.

I look over at Susan. She looks scared. Scared at what she has agreed to. And scared of Candy who is sitting next to her snuggling up against her and running her hands over her body. Susan jumps a little every time Candy's hands go over her breasts or clit.

"Susan darling, I am so glad you said yes" I tell her. I see relief pour onto her face. "However, there are a couple of conditions you have to agree to."

Susan looks worried but nods yes to me.

"Here is what I insist on in a wife. I hope you won't disappoint me."

1. You will obey me. I am the lord and master of my household and you will always accept my commands. 2. I control your body. You will fuck anyone I tell you to fuck. You will not fuck anyone else.

3. I will fuck whoever I please. You will help me seduce women when I ask for your assistance.

4. You will always wear skirts or dresses. You will never wear shorts or pants.

5. The clothes you wear in many cases will be as brief and provacative as possible.

6. Your makeup and hair will ususally be designed to appear as slutty as possible.

7. When you sit, stand, bend over - you will always try to do so to display as much of your breasts and pussy as follows.

8. Your bathing suits will be as brief as possible and will have a hole cut where your pussy is so your pussy is still available.

9. You will never wear panties or a bra again.

10. You will fuck anywhere I say anyway I say. At times this will be in front of many people.

11. You will always wear heels of at least 5".

12. All body hair below the neck will be permanently removed.

13. You will agree in advance to any plastic surgery I wish. You will not know what is done until you wake up. I will tell you that you will end up with boobs bigger than Mandy's FFs here.

14. You will refer to yourself as a slut, a cunt, a whore, a cum bucket. You get the idea, to honestly describe yourself.

15. I will spank you or whip you when you are bad. Not just on your ass, but on your tits and on your cunt.

16. I will pierce you. Sometimes I will just put pins in you for awhile. Othertimes I will put permanent jewlery in you.

17. I will tie you up so you cannot move. I will take you out in public totally immobile.

18. I will piss on you. You will swallow my piss when I tell you to.

19. I will breed you with dogs. You will suck them and fuck them.

20. And anything else I think of. I looked at Susan. She was almost catatonic in shock. Mandy and Candy looked a little freaked too.

I turned to Mandy. "Who told you to stop jacking me off slut?" She started and looking nervous started again. "Slow down you dumb cunt, don't pull it off."

"I.I'm sorry Mr. Miller sir" Mandy stammered.

"Rub those tits against me" I directed her.

She quickly pulled down her apron and pressed her naked FF size boobs against me. I think she was so worried right now I could get her to do most anything.

"Just whisper to me what a slut you are and all the things you would like to do with me. Remember, you're Susan the whore."

I turned to Candy. "Remember, your'e me. I would not stop paying attention to my beautiful fiance. Give her your attention." Candy turned to Susan and started caressing her body and kissing her neck.

I looked at Susan. "You will have the rest of the world at your feet. And you will be at mine. That's your choice if you become my wife."

Susan looks at me dully. I can see her respond a little to Candy rubbing her clit, but that's about it.

"Well Susan, will you marry me?"

She looks blankly and then blinks. She starts to speak and then stops. She starts again. "yes" I hear in the lightest whisper.

"What" I say not sure I heard.

"yes, Yes I'll marry you" she answers. Then she starts crying, giant sobs wracking her body and tears streaming down her face. She tries to bend or turn or comfort herself in some way, but she is still too restrained by her outfit.

I move over next to her and hold her. "There there little suzi slut. Steve will take care of you. Everything is going to be ok." She sobs even harder. I just hold her and stroke her hair until the sobs calm down.

I look down at her. "I love you suzi slut."

She looks up at me. "I love you Steven, and I'll be the perfect wife." And with that she spread her legs so Candy could eat her pussy.

And she was the perfect wife.