A Special Wedding 6

—Can you explain to me why I’m sharing my wedding night with my wedding planner? —Agustín asks me, laughing.

The two of us are naked, pressed against each other face to face in a jail cell.

Our wrists are tied with ropes that are in turn fastened to the shackles hanging from the ceiling. We look at each other because it’s the only thing we can see.

I laugh at my friend’s comment. —I wasn’t planning to end up like this,— I reply.

—Silence, bitches! —says Iñigo’s voice, Patricio’s uncle, as he comes down the stairway toward the cell area. Agustín and I fall silent; I feel his breath on my face. He has the chastity cage on; my cock is free and presses against the cage, causing me some discomfort.

I turn my face to look at Iñigo and see Patricio coming down behind him. The groom opens the cell door and Iñigo comes over to me and strokes my ass. —I knew you had a nice ass,— he tells me before spanking me and pushing me against Agustín’s naked body.

Patricio hugs his boyfriend from behind and kisses his ear. —I told you our wedding night would be unforgettable,— he says, then bites his ear while squeezing his nipples. I feel Iñigo’s hands spreading my ass cheeks and then I feel his rough, wet tongue between them.

—You suck cock so well,— he tells me, grabbing my ass cheeks while squatting behind me after licking my asshole for a few seconds. —Let’s see if you’re just as good with your other hole.— Iñigo buries his face between my ass cheeks again and literally eats my ass in an exquisite way. My cock begins to throb and involuntarily rubs against Agustín’s bare skin, making me twice as horny.

Patricio takes off his shirt and I get distracted looking at how spectacular his well-shaped body is. Then he takes a flogger and starts swinging it through the air, striking Agustín’s back.

The sound it makes on his bare skin impresses me and makes me feel somewhere between fear and excitement... Iñigo’s hands squeeze my buttocks hard and his tongue gives me pleasure... suddenly all my senses connect and disconnect at the same time, overstimulated...

—Kiss, bitches,— Patricio orders us, and Agustín immediately obeys. I feel both excited and uncomfortable kissing the groom in front of his new husband... but Agustín kisses me so well that I respond... I keep hearing the blows of the flogger, this time landing hard on his back and ass, and Iñigo won’t let go of me and pushes his tongue into my asshole...

Patricio drops the flogger and stands behind Agustín, puts a finger in his mouth that Agustín sucks excitedly, and then inserts that finger into his asshole while with the other hand he pushes his face so he’ll kiss me again. Iñigo straightens up and, pressing his body against mine, slides a finger into me too.

—Mgggg mgggg,— we both moan while kissing as the two dominants push ...