Your wedding day came around with Alexandra, you two have been very excited about it for months. You had proposed 5 months ago, you two spent a lot of time planning it. And now it's finally happening!

You were standing at the altar, tied in Shibari, ankle cuffs that have a strap under your heel and a ball gag. The ropes press against your skin with a delicious tension, creating a heady mix of vulnerability and excitement. The scent of flowers fills the air, contrasting with the cool leather of the cuffs.

Then there she came. Alexandra, tied up similarly to you but with the only difference being her ankles tied with rope instead of cuffs. Her hands were tied in front of her so she could hold a flower bouquet and she wasn't wearing a gag. She walked up to the altar, her pink hair bouncing with each step as the veil covering her face fluttered gently. The sound of her footsteps echoes softly in the silent hall.

"You look wonderful dearie, the ropes really show off your curves~" Alexandra says with a smile as she stands in front of you. Her voice sends shivers down your spine as the ceremony begins.