Soon it should be so far. Jasmin's wedding was imminent. Only a few more days she could enjoy her life in "freedom". Not that her husband was a tyrant who locked her up or anything like that, but being married is still something else than just living in a partnership.
Carol, Jasmin's maid of honor had been secretly planning a bachelorette party for weeks. Tonight, the planned fun was to get underway.
Carol and five other girls picked Jasmin up Wednesday night. It was the night Dennis, the groom, always went bowling. So the girls had the perfect opportunity to kidnap Jasmin and give her the evening of her life. It started off slow and civilized, with a nice dinner in a real luxury restaurant.
Immediately afterwards it was a little hotter, because there was a visit to an erotic store. Jasmin should choose great lingerie for the wedding night. She decided on a red suspender shirt made of transparent floral lace. Dennis would definitely expect white innocent lingerie under the wedding dress. Well, he will be very surprised.
Alcohol and a horny party
After the shopping trip to the lingerie store, we went on to a small smoky bar. It was nothing special and should be used just to get drunk. After the girls had a slight buzz from the alcohol, they moved out of the pub to go to an exclusive club.
Here there were parties of a special kind. Jasmin didn't know that, but her maid of honor and friends did. They dragged Jasmin to the ladies' room, where they quickly changed the young woman. Instead of a cute summer dress, Jasmin was now in a skin-tight black latex dress.
She had something feline in this outfit and became an eye-catcher for every man. The aim of the whole thing was to show the male world what a hottie would now soon be off the market. Jasmin and her girls didn't have to pay for a drink that night.
All the men invited the ladies and gave them an entertaining evening.
At 10 p.m. the great dance music was turned off and completely different sounds were heard. Melodic, ravishing, erotic! On three tables hot guys stood at once and moved rhythmically, as it was hard to believe.
Also on the table at which Jasmin sat, a young man danced. His muscles were clearly visible under his tight-fitting shirt. It was difficult for Jasmin not to touch the body. She felt hot and dizzy. This guy was driving her crazy. A steely bodysuit, ash blond hair styled into a tousled hairstyle and steel blue eyes.
A smile that made Jasmine's heart stop. She would marry on the weekend and got so beside herself with a strange man! Was that allowed? Jasmine did not forget how much she loved her future husband, but she still took the chance to grab.
She stood up, jumped to the man on the table and sexily danced around his body. She touched the muscles and poof, the man started to undress. It was a stripper, which somehow reassured Jasmin, because that kind of thing was part of a bachelorette party. She was a loyal soul and left it at a stimulating dance, with undressing the stripper.
He whispered in her ear that she could have him whole after the show. Jasmine found it stimulating, got hot cheeks and a wet crotch. Still, she could resist.
Test passed - marriage allowed
One of the women drank only non-alcoholic drinks the whole evening to be able to take Jasmin and the other girls home. But shortly before Jasmin could be dropped off at home, the ladies were stopped by the police. A deep, harsh-sounding voice demanded their driver's licenses and vehicle registration papers.
Afterwards, all the women were to get out of the car. A complete check was carried out. Jasmin was patted down very thoroughly and by a male police officer. This was not allowed and Jasmin immediately began to protest and refuse the police officer.
However, the latter did not allow any protest. He had pulled his police cap deep into his face, so that Jasmin could not see much of the man. Then he turned her around so that she was standing with her back to him. She felt his strong hands running along her body.
He touched her in places where he should not. Didn't her friends see this? Why didn't anyone help her? Jasmine began to tremble. Why only? She didn't really know herself. She was not cold, she was not disgusted. Oh dear, she felt turned on by the touch!
How could such a thing be? She was happily married and had everything she wanted. Yet the touches felt so damn familiar to her. She told the policeman to stop. She's as good as married. The cop made her a seductive offer, since she wasn't married yet.
But, as with the stripper, she refused that offer as well. Then she heard handcuffs clicking. They were Clejuso heavy handcuffs made of solid metal. She knew this model. She had such ones at home, too! The man turned Jasmine around. He took off his police cap and exposed his face.
It was Dennis, Jasmin's soon-to-be husband. The whole bachelorette party turned out to be a big test. Jasmin's fidelity was going to be tested. She had passed the test.
The girls left, leaving Jasmin and Dennis alone. The police car drove away. It belonged to Fabian, a friend of Dennis, who was actually a policeman. The handcuffs were private property of Jasmin and Dennis.
He didn't take them from her either, but pulled her into a dark alley where he seduced her in handcuffs. He showed her all his manhood, took her as he wanted and still asked her exactly the protection she always wanted.
Schön anregend geschriebene Geschichte. Sanft, exotisch, erregend. Ich glaube, die beschriebenen Handschellen benutzen wir auch. :D