“Hurry up, honey!” Kathleen called as she breezed into the bathroom to grab some supplies. “We’re going to be late. You don’t want to be late for our wedding, do you?”
A smile pulled at his lips and he directed the spray of water at his limp d**k, wanting to make sure everything under the steel was clean, but also knowing he wasn’t going to be let out of the cage just because he was getting married.
The wedding itself was a simple affair. They had chosen to have a Friday evening wedding and kept the party somewhat small, less than a hundred guests. It wasn’t overly formal, they weren’t that sort of couple. He wore a new suit; she wore a white dress that wasn’t a ridiculously overblown gown. The simple ceremony was done by a justice of the peace and over in less than fifteen minutes, much
