The recessional was a blur for her. Even as the vibrations stopped within her, she somehow did not feel in touch with reality.

The walk out was just as slow as her trek down the aisle. However, it was much easier with Richard to lean on.

"How... why...?" she asked him as she stumbled slightly.

"Would you expect any less from me?" he said with a smile.

Richard had arranged for a reception of sorts in the house. There was a buffet table set up, and music was playing in the background.

She felt something happening behind her. Becky, the rubber french maid, was industriously folding up her train and bustling it for her.

All of the guests were about. She saw her mother flirting shamelessly with Ben, who egged her on. "These are my nieces," he said, to indroduce his two live-in lovers.

Jennifer smiled at this. Be careful what you ask for, mother, she thought. You might just get it.

Richard was flitting about, making small talk with the guests. Jennifer, in her very restrictive and cumbersome dress, was not about to try that. Instead, she walked very slowly and let the guests come to her.

Laura walked over to her. "That was a hell of a kiss you gave him," she said. "I don't think I've *ever* seen a kiss that intense before."

"I doubt you ever will again," Jennifer replied.

There was again a buzzing sound from Laura. A few seconds later, it disappeared. "Vicki is really having a rough time of it," she said, gesturing.

Jennifer turned her head to look. Vicki had taken a seat in the corner of the room. She was writhing and twisting in the dress. Finally, she stopped writhing and let out a tiny sigh in her corset.

"It's on more than it's off with her," Laura said.

"What about the others?" Jennifer asked.

"Ben's two nieces are doing all right," she said. Oh, she doesn't know, thought Jennifer. "The other two women are not doing so well, either. I don't know who they are with, or what their names are."

She spotted Mary as she walked into the room. She headed straight for Richard. They exchanged brief words, then she saw Mary hand Richard a small box with a short antenna on it.

He touched a button briefly, and her vibrators momentarily came to life. "Richard, you sly devil you!" she said.

"What?" replied Laura.

"Nothing," said Jennifer. "Nothing at all."

There was no dancing scheduled for the event. It was not like Jennifer or any of the female guests could have danced anyway. She noticed that all of the male guests, Richard included, were walking a bit more cautiously and awkwardly than ususal, and sat down very gingerly in the chairs.

More people showed up as the afternoon turned into evening. Most were people associated with Fantasy Supreme, and came garbed in kinky and bondage attire.

There was a sudden quieting of the general din as a leather garbed woman made her entrance. She wore a tight leather corset over a black leather body suit and heels. In each hand, she held a leash. After she walked inside, she saw that he leashes were connected to the collars of two men that wore little except thin leather harnesses and minimal leather shorts.

"Susana," Jennifer said, under her breath, as she recognized the woman.

Richard immediately walked over to Jennifer and took her arm. "That's my ex-wife," he said. "I didn't know that she would be here. I did not invite her."

"It'll be all right," said Jennifer.

Susana made directly for Richard. "So! It's been a long time!" she said.

"It has," replied Richard. "Please meet my wife Jennifer. Jennifer, this is my ex-wife Susana."

The woman nodded to her. "Found your soul-mate at last?" she asked.

"I could ask for no more," replied Richard. "And yourself?"

"I don't think I could ever settle on just one," she said. "Here are my two favorites, Edward and Gerard."

"You don't look happy to see me," Susana said after a pause.

"I... was not expecting you," replied Richard.

"I still have contacts at FS, you know. It's not hard to find out about such things, really."

"I see. Why did you show up, then?" he asked cautionsly.

Susana smiled at him. "I don't have any ill will towards you any more, dear Richard. You have a very lovely wife, and I wish the best for both of you."

"I just showed up to say that it's truly over between us. You can get on with your life with you new wife and not concern yourself with me. I live a life that I love, and I am surrounded by people that adore me.

"Be happy, for a change, Richard. I heard how you moped around after I was gone. Just be happy."

Susana turned to Jennifer. "You are beautiful in that dress, Jennifer. You've caught a wonderful man. It just wasn't meant for me."

With that, she turned and looked around the crowd. "Henry!" she said, and with her two men in tow, she headed away from them.

Jennifer leaned over to Richard. "So... you have the remote control now?" she asked.

"How did you know about that?" he asked.

"I saw Mary giving it to you," she said.

Richard reached into the pocked of his jacket. A moment later, the vibrators within her came to life. "You twisted man!" she said, holding on to him and twisting.

"That's for later," he said as the vibrations ceased.

Her mother stopped by to talk to her on the way out the door. "I'm so happy for you," she said. "But I have to go now,"

"I'm sure I'll see you later," said Ben, giving her a leer. "I'll stop by just to get a look at you."

Her mother and Ben walked out together, followed by the two younger women. There was a brief moment of buzzing from the two women, but within seconds, the buzzing had stopped and they were continuing after the couple as fast as they could go in their heels and silver vinyl hobble dresses.

The other guests parted soon afterwards. Vicki and her husband Henry had been the first to leave, and Jennifer had heard a loud moan just moments after she had disappeared out the door.

Richard and Jennifer were left alone, with the mess all around them. "Well, I'm pooped," said Jennifer. "I'm ready for bed. Are you?" she said with a wink.

"Not quite," said Richard, as he pulled out the remote control. "We have some batteries to run out, first. Then we can retire to the bedroom. The evening is still young."

"Run... out?" she said, with eyes wide.

"You might want to sit down for this," he said with a broad smile.

Jennifer was in the middle of the room, with all of the chairs and couches at the periphery. She tried to hurry as best she could towards a couch, but all that her extra efforts seemed to accomplish was to move the vibrators around within her even more.

Gasping for air against her corset, she was seized by a wave of pleasure just feet away from the couch. She fell forward, onto the couch, as the vibrations continued relentlessly.