Fiction story inspired by a friend

Belle looked in the mirror and smiled at her reflection. She couldn't believe this day had finally come. Today is her wedding day, a day she wasn't certain would come. She had been in this relationship for a while. Belle was happy as she sat and thought back on all the memorable days she had created with her fiance. They had a different kind of relationship. It started out as an open relationship where they both could see other people. Belle didn't enjoy seeing anyone else though. It just didn't feel right for her. She did find out she really enjoyed when he would come home from being with another woman and tell her all about it. It turned her on to hear all the details and knowing that another woman was out there pleasing her man. She found out there was a term for what this was. She was a cuckquean that loved every minute of this and found that the more he went out with other women, the more it turned her on. When he proposed to her he made sure that she knew the cuckqueaning would not stop just because the were going to be married. This was something that he enjoyed and wasn't going to let go of. He also said that he wanted her to start calling him Master as they had discovered a mutual love for bdsm. She knew that Master had started seeing a new woman. Someone that he mentioned frequently and was in awe of how much of a superior woman she was when compared to how plain Belle is. Master had been far more mysterious with this woman. Belle had seen snapshots of converstations but any indentifying information had been blocked out. There had been no pictures sent of this new woman and that was very unusual for Master. He loved to flaunt his new girls to Belle in order to remind her how much better they were than her. She had to wonder if this new mystery woman had been invited to the wedding today. 

Fast forward back to present day. Belle was so excited to be marrying her Master. This was a fairy tale dream come true. She had her best friend of 10 years standing beside her to bless her day. Her hair and make up had been set and Faith had helped her into her dress. She had a nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach. There was no turning back after today. She would be a married woman, a cuckquean and a slave to her Master. Belle went off in search of Faith, her best friend, so she could help with placing the veil on. She couldn't seem to find Faith anywhere and no one else knew where she was. As Belle returned back to her dressing room she heard a noise coming from the bathroom. As she went to investigate this noise she never would be prepared for what she saw. In the bathroom was her Master getting his cock sucked by none other than her best friend. Tears pricked at her eyes and she was at a loss for words. All she could do was stand there and watch Faith as she took Master's cock all the way into her throat. This was something that Belle had not been able to accomplish yet. Master wasn't small by any means and Faith didn't seem to be struggling at all. Belle turned to walk away and she heard Faith say, "Don't you move quean, stay right there and watch your soon to be husband explode in my mouth." Shocked by the way Faith had talked to her she stayed put. It was so hard to see her best friend being sexual with her fiance. Now she understood why there was so much secrecy with the newest woman. Master didn't want her to know that it was her best friend, at least not yet. As she stood there watching she felt herself becoming very wet. Her body was responding well before her brain could catch up. They seemed to be so into each other she didn't know if they knew she was still there. She got her answer when she saw Master cum in Faith's mouth. She stood up and walked over to Belle. They locked eyes and at that exact moment Faith spit all of Master's cum all over the front of the quean's wedding dress. Belle couldn't believe she would do such a thing. Faith said "This way you understand that you may be the one walking down the isle with him, but he will still want me even when you are married." Master left the room to go stand at the end of the alter. After pulling herself together Belle went to try to salvage her dress. Faith wouldn't let her telling her that she was going to wear the second hand cum all throughout the wedding and reception. As she stood waiting to walk down the isle her best friend whispered to her "if you liked what you saw earlier just wait until what happens tonight!"