“Yes, ma’am, I do,” avows Michelle to all this, a quaver of upset or excitement turning her breathy voice tremulous on the last word.
“Excellent! Then by the power vested in me by the State of California and in the grace and sight of the glorious eternal Goddess embodied in all here except for yourself – but most particularly in the spectacular example of superior femininity next to you – I now pronounce you owner and property, Mistress and slave, deity and devotee, she-male and spouse. In the presence of all here, I now graciously allow you to kneel and kiss the boots of your wonderful beloved, before whom you are less than nothing at all.”
Straightaway perfectly submissive Michelle lifts her veil and casts it back over her head. This reveals her heavily made-up face, her sissy prettine
