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White delicate chains of exquisite workmanship were connected to each other's nose rings, one nipple-ring, and one vaginal-ring, symbolizing the uniting of each other's most intimate parts. Their faces were beautifully made up with eye shadow and rouge, and their nipples and aureolas had been dusted with rose-colored powder.

The ceremony was not long, containing nearly the same wordage as would have been given by a minister, and at the end the ultimate questions. were asked by Ravan.

"Do you, Pamela Jean McNee, take this girl to be your lawful wedded wife?"

Pamela looked in Donna's eyes. "I do."

"Do you, Donna Patricia Carson, take t;his girl to be your lawful wedded wife?"

"I do."

"You may kiss one another," said Ravan.

The veils were lifted and the two embraced.

Tears ran down some cheeks in the audience. There was yet another task, however, as customary at

Avondale. Long ago, a headmistress had deter- mined that such a love, and such a marriage between two girls, was indeed very special. And because it was, the two newlyweds should prove their love for each other. The idea had been well received, and down through the years each married couple had desired to follow the meaningful cus- tom. Pamela and Donna had been told what it was, and agreed heartily to its use.

The custom was sometimes performed indoors, sometimes outside, depending of course on the time of year and the weather, Today was excellent for the outdoors, and a large oak tree would be used.

All watched as Jan, who had stood beside her two slaves at their wedding ceremony, tied ropes around the hair of both of them after first remov- ing their veils and shoes. The ropes were hoisted over a large branch and the girls were pulled up- wards until they hung totally by their hair. Both gasped audibly, for it was a most discomforting bondage. Nothing else was tied. Their legs and arms were free, and they hung face to face in intimate closenees.

For a girl to be hung by her hair, with arms and legs unbound, might often produce some frantic kicking and arm flailing. Unless, like Pamela and

Donna, the occasion called for dignity;y and love, and they remained still. The problem of what to do with the arms was very simple. They simply put, t,hem around each other!

Another mistress assisted Jan with the use of the cat, and the simultaneous lashes echoed throughout the garden. Pamela and Donna knew their requirements and their lips met and held, not to be released until the whipping of their bottoms was over. What could be more binding and mean- ingful than for two wedded girls to share a whip- ping together while kissing? The symbolism and dedication was magnificent! It was true love, and neither girl would dream of breaking the kiss no matter how much the eat hurt them, for they knew that each shared the exact same hurt in exactly the same way. They would not spoil or degrade their dedication to each other by breaking the kiss, or moaning.

As the lashes cracked across their firm young bottoms, the heat rose like fire, and streaks and welts soon appeared through 'the thin panties. The force of the cat naturally. caused each girl to hurl her hips and loins into the other upon each stroke, and in very short time, the thrusting together of vaginas produced a lovely wetness. The kiss was held, and tongues found each other and entwined.

Arms gripped each other harder. Each girl found that she could actually feel the force of the cat when it struck the other girl's buttocks. They also could feel the whip-induced heat in each other's thighs.

Neither girl emitted a sound of pain as they nor- mally would in the whipping suite. Not a gasp, not a cry. Just the kiss unending. Yet, they could tell when the other had been hit. The tongue would flinch just a little, or the mouth would open in a silent cry, quickly returning t,o its task of kissing.

The dedication and love could not possibly be measured during these moments, nor described,

The human body wanted to cry out in hurt, but they did not do so, and would not do so. Each drew heavily on love from each other. It has been said that a girl can withstand ten times the punishment given her alone, if she shares it with another girl.

Especially one that she happens to he in love with.

It was only when the punishing cat began to tear off Pamela and Donna's pretty wedding panties that it became very, very hard to remain silent

Now each made tiny soft gasps into each other's mouths, unheard by the onlookers, and when these gasps occurred each tried to comfort the other by squeezing her arms tighter around her. Pamela felt

Donna,'s panties finally drop off to the ground, at least what was left of them, and her own quickly followed. It was over! And it was probably one of the most beautiful love scenes in history! But it was not unique. It had been acted out again and again, ever since the first two girls fell in love!