Graham, Jan - Finding Angel [Wylde Shore] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) (69 page)

The thirty or so guests began to arrive not long after everyone that had worked on setting up the house had finished changing into their party clothes. Angel smiled at the eclectic mix of people filling the yard. Mr. and Mrs. Shore looked like traditional parents of the grooms. Mistress Mercedes, clad sexily in tight leather, stood in stark contrast to Kathy in her classic black cocktail dress. Jig had changed his coloured hair to include bright red tips rather than purple. He nestled himself against a stunning, buff young man. Trevor looked a bit lost as he chatted with Steve and Barry. The traditional values he obviously lived by were probably being tested, but Angel was sure he would have fun all the same. Chocolate was entertainingly loud as usual. He had already declared himself mother of the bride, which Angel had no problem accepting. After all, who wouldn’t want a tranny dressed to emulate Elizabeth Taylor as their parent figure for an event like this?

At least he isn’t dressed like Joan Crawford.

The only people missing were Max and De, who were away on holidays. Max of course had sent strict instructions to video the event so they didn’t miss any of the action.

At dusk Steve lit the outdoor torches, while Angel, Christian, and Daniel took their places ready for the Bonding ritual to begin.

Angel stood in between Christian and Daniel dressed in the Ralph Lauren dress she had worn earlier in the day. Her hair was swept up at the front and cascaded in curls dotted with baby breath down her back. She wore a simple, white leather collar around her neck with a sterling-silver padlock and key charm dangling from a small, metal ring at its centre. For the outdoor ceremony, Angel had opted to wear a pair of white stilettos. She carried a single white rose, its petals barely open. Daniel and Christian wore black leather pants and the white shirts from the wedding ceremony. They each carried a red rose nearly fully opened.

As friends and family of the dominants and submissive participating in the ceremony, Mercedes and Steve had agreed to assist in conducting the ritual. Mercedes began to speak as the guests came to stand within the circle of torches.

“On behalf of Angel and my brothers, I’d like to welcome you all to this bonding ritual which is often referred to as the
Ceremony of the Roses
.
This ritual is performed as a symbolic statement of their eternal commitment and bond to one another. This ceremony is usually conducted privately, but Christian, Daniel, and Angel have decided they wish to share their act of commitment with their closest friends and family.”

Christian removed Angel’s collar and approached the fire pit with Daniel by his side. Standing before the fire pit and holding the collar, one on each side, Daniel and Christian passed the collar through the flames. The men returned to face Angel, and as Daniel refastened the collar, the men spoke in unison.

“As the fire removes all impurities from the gift you have accepted as a symbol of our Dominance over you, we acknowledge that
outside influences are burned away, leaving only the heat of our desire to protect and defend you, our submissive. We promise that we
will continue to love you deeply, protect you fervently, and wisely guide you for all of eternity.”

The men then guided Angel’s hand to a thorn on the stem of each of their roses. In turn they pricked her middle finger before allowing two drops of blood from each small wound to drop onto the petals of her white rose.

“I shed my blood as a symbol of giving myself to you both completely, Christian and Daniel Shore.”

Angel spoke lovingly, remembering the blood that had been shed to get her to this point had been far more than just a few drops pressed from her finger. She then offered her rose to the brothers, each man pricking his finger on a thorn and allowing two drops of their blood to fall onto the petal, mingling with the drops of Angel’s blood. As Christian and Daniel took Angel’s hand, the three of them pressing their fingers together, both men again began to speak.

“As our blood mingles, we reinforce our union with you, our blood ties us as strong as family we are now the same flesh, the same blood.”

The three stood in each other’s embrace as Steve and Mercedes picked up a length of chain and passed it through the flame of the fire pit. They began wrapping it around the trio, who were touching the roses together, allowing the blood to move from Angel’s white rose to that of the men’s. Steve spoke as the trio were wrapped in the chain.

“This chain represents all the events that have led you to one another. Having passed through flame it is purified, all events of the past are burned away. The bad has been burned away into forgetfulness, and only the good remains.”

As the three stood wrapped in the lightweight chain, they joined voices in the final declaration of the ceremony.

“We declare that our three souls are now bound as one and vow to remain bound by blood, soul, and love for eternity.”

Steve and Mercedes removed the chain and wrapped it carefully in a velvet cloth. Angel, Christian, and Daniel placed the roses in a tall glass vase which was taken by Kathy to the trio’s bedroom.

Kathy had explained to Angel that the roses would act as a reminder of the bond they all shared when the trio joined together sexually later in the evening, once their guests had gone. According to tradition, in the morning the three of them would sit together and share their hopes and dreams for the future while plucking the petals off the roses and placing them in a bowl, where they would remain until a very different ceremony required their use once again. Angel felt a tear run down her cheek. She knew that the petals from the roses used in Kathy and Steve’s ceremony would be needed again soon. Half of the petals would stay with Steve in the pretty glass jar Kathy had told Angel she’d put them in on the couple’s bedroom dresser, The other half would be used by Kathy, taken to the grave at the time of her death.

Angel lay on the bed, completely sated. They had farewelled their guests just before midnight. The three of them had retired to Daniel’s bed once again to complete the sexual joining of the ritual. Angel now lay in bliss on the bed as Christian and Daniel dried off after cleaning both her and themselves from the dampness left after their physical union. Angel loved being filled by both of her Masters at the same time, her arse and cunt stretched to capacity, her body tightly wrapped around their hard maleness as she exploded in unadulterated pleasure. That was completion for her…that was when they were truly joined as one.

“It was the most beautiful day of my life.” Angel smiled sleepily. “And as it turned out, I didn’t have to do a thing except say I do and declare my eternal bond and love to the two of you, of course.”

“Well, that was the aim of today,” Daniel stated. “Christian and I planned it so you would have a day to remember.”

“Hey, I thought I was the one that planned everything. Even if I didn’t actually achieve any of those plans,” Angel stated, suddenly realising her input had basically been to show up.

“Exactly. You thought you planned it.” Christian laughed. “But as your Masters, we are the ones who are ultimately in charge and running the show. And that was what really happened today.”

“True, you did design the most beautiful day. I am the luckiest sub in the world. But the two of you fail to realise one very important thing.” Angel smiled knowingly.

“And what would that be, my darling?” Daniel took the bait.

“Well, you are running the show and ultimately in charge only because that’s what I allow both of you to do.”

“Is that what you think, my Angel?” Christian watched as Angel nodded innocently.

“Yes, definitely,” Angel replied.

“That statement is definitely one thing.” Daniel smiled as he grabbed Angel and flipped her onto her stomach.

“Spankable offense,” Christian stated, throwing the covers off them.

Angel squealed in delight as the first slap landed on her bottom. She loved having two Masters in her life, especially when they were so easy to trick into giving her a spanking.

THE END

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