Chapter 10. Wedding Celebration Part 2

Saturday (night) September 27, 2008

At about 9:30 we went to the ‘green room’ under the platform used for Part 2 of the ceremony. The modular structure had been moved and modified. The stage was smaller, the modules for the seats, podium, and most of the room for the chairs on stage was gone. What remained of the elevated platform was a single large padded surface, about 8 feet by 8 feet, which was plainly intended as a large bed that all could see. The padded area was surrounded with about 3 feet of walkway on all sides.

The low bed pad where Ximena and I would consummate was in profile of stage right.

There was one small change in the plans. On stage left, in profile to the audience was something that looked like it started life as an oversized kneeler or one-person pew found in a church. Four hundred years ago Avee’s second orgasm before the conquistador came from Walther, a large and ugly man who built the frame for fucking a maiden from the rear so she would not have to look at his face. In addition, Walther was a master at providing pleasure with his hands. The device was crafted to take into account their relative heights. Avee and Ximena were both short, while Walther and the Patron were both tall. With this frame both parties could easily stand. It would give the better visibility to the crowd as the Patron did his thing. Walther’s original device was copied with great precision by the Patron’s workers. He had not mentioned it before because he was not sure when it would be completed. But the team delivered it on time.

Underneath the platform was a ‘green room’ waiting area the audience could not see. Only the three of us, plus Kwool (who would MC) were allowed in the enclosed space. On the north side of the platform there were steps leading up, that is where we would enter. The crowd would be on the hill that curved around the south side of the platform. There were a few seats in a low gallery right next to the platform, that was where Kwool, family and special guests would sit.

Kwool was going to act as DJ. She had a sort of dress on, it consisted of a white lace neck and shoulder piece from which a variety of overlapping strips of cloth, 3 to 15 inches wide in different lengths in a rainbow of colors, descended to cover the front and back of her body. There was sufficient coverage so the outfit looked deceptively modest as long as she did not move. She would move, there was no coverage on the sides and the strips of cloth tended to gap. Her hair was braided with multicolor ribbons, so she looked like a high priestess of LGBQ life - or a samba queen. (This is South America in 2008, so other identities were not “out there” in the general population.) Most of the crowd would not get the reference, but I and a few others did.

When Avee came to Captain Foxe they talked about having babies and sex. During that ‘show and tell’ parts of the talk, when she insisted that the Captain enter her body for the first time, somethings from Avee’s childhood suddenly made sense to Avee. Without prompting she offered the Captain her body “to make a baby” by bending over a tall desk and bracing herself. She figured this out from his initial description of sex, she made the leap from what she had seen monkeys doing together. Captain Foxe explained that a baby was unlikely to result from the first time, in fact conception was possible on only one or two days in her monthly cycle, in two weeks. Still, she wanted him to show her what a man might do to her. He told her that the first time would hurt, but she was brave and he had been without a woman for a long time so neither required much convincing. Avee expected more pain. What she did not expect was the physical sensation of pleasure that was underneath the pain. It hinted at something new and delicious. Foxe told her that the good feelings would grow based on how the men pleased her.

The real surprise was the outpouring of positive emotions she had for Foxe after he was done. When he kissed her for the first time she was very willing. His mouth also sought her breasts, and that sensation delighted her even more.

After they were done Foxe asked about her period. She said her period had just ended, the elder women had made sure of that “because of bloodlines” which she did not understand. He explained that she was some days from her body making a baby. But each of the men would have to “meet” her in the next few days. Without a native sense of modesty she was looking forward to meeting all the men, one at a time, as the others watched.

When she noticed how Foxe had recovered his erection she asked him to ‘mate with her’ again. The second time, after both had explored her with their fingers, felt much better to her. Her body said that more pleasure was possible. He explained his plan for the next several nights. After she “met” all the men in the barracks he proposed a pattern for the weeks that would follow when men would share her bed to try to put a baby in her.

That night, as she met and entertained the men in the barracks, they took her in a bed on a stage using the doggie position, with both on their knees. It fit the conquistador’s urgency and the needs of the audience. Avee’s first two mind-blowing climaxes came on her second night in the barracks, first with Rohan who introduced her to the missionary position where he enjoyed her breasts. To her the pleasure was amazing.

Right after Rohan came Walther, he made the frame so they could enjoy standing rear-entry sex instead of being on their knees. That allowed a much better view to Avee and the audience. Walther’s face was scarred and pockmarked, he knew it was terrible to look at, the stand spared her from seeing his face as they coupled. However, the big deal was that Walter’s big soft hands were skilled with a female body, he was well trained by a woman he lived with in Cadiz. When he carefully stimulating Avee’s breasts and clit, she felt it was wrong somehow, but it felt so good she was overcome with new feelings that took her to the heights very quickly so she got off again.

This stand was a faithful reproduction of Walter’s kneeler, except it was adjustable to fit the lovers as they both stood. They would both be on display as the patron made my wife a woman. The woman stood on a raised false floor, bent at the waist over a padded shelf, and reached forward to grab two handles she could hold to keep herself braced in position. The man stood on the base of the device, entered her, and then was free to use his hands on her body. There was also a padded section that could be rotated down if he wished to kneel and pleasure the woman with his mouth, if they were so moved.

On the wedding night the platform and some of the audience were under a large fabric tent roof, like the barracks four centuries ago it would prevent any rain from dampening the show. The closest gallery seats were a dozen paces away from where we would be. The furthest guests were within 30 yards. The area was well lit.

Most of the audience was on the hillside gathered in family groups of two to four people. Most were on their bellies under small tent-like structures so they could face the platform. This was by design. The occupants could see the stage, but the small tents gave a degree of privacy from the back and all sides. Tents were positioned on the hillsides in an offset pattern so they would not block anyone’s view of the elevated platform. With the darkness they also provide a degree of intimacy for the occupants, which were mainly mothers and daughters. There were small lights as people arrived, but those lights would be turned off once we started. Attendees also had flashlights.