Part 3 The Reception
The horse drawn carriage arrived at the Marquee. I stumbled out of the carriage and heard Hilary's voice.
"Over here Alicia." She called and I kicked off my shoes and walked across the short grass towards her dragging my dress behind. Bob headed into the Marquee to check how things were going. A second carriage arrived and Cathy and Charlotte rushed to help me.
"That was amazing," said Charlotte
"You look divine" said Cathy giggling as they helped me towards the table with the champagne. On the itinerary it said Brides Champagne. That didn't prepare me for what happened next. Cathy and Charlotte each took one of my wrists and raised them. Before I could react I was shackled by my wrists to the branch above my head. Cathy and Charlotte started to remove my outer skirt. The wedding dress was a two in one dress so the outer skirt was designed to be removed. The petticoats were also removed. They loosened my bodice and pulled my breasts out and I yelped as they simultaneously grabbed and twisted a nipple.
"You are enjoying this aren't you," I complained.
"I'm having a whale of a time," said Charlotte
They stood one on each side and cut the lace bolero jacket from me.
With my attention on Cathy and Charlotte I didn't notice Hilary behind me. I just shrieked when the cold exploded over my inner thighs. Hilary had taken a bottle of chilled champagne, shaken it and then sprayed it at me like a winning grand prix driver does. I could feel the goose-bumps rising all over my body. Even with warning I shrieked just as loudly as Cathy and Charlotte washed my breasts. Washed all over with champagne I felt chilled and invigorated I concentrated on surveying my surroundings. The marquee was outside a hotel. I could see its carpark and its bins outside. A waitress walked past using a mobile. They removed my stockings and my panties the last of the beans fell to the ground as they rinsed me.
"I didn't think you would go through with it. I thought you would get cold feet," said Cathy
Distracted I didn't hear her giggle.
"You bitches," I yelled as they lifted my feet and put each in an ice bucket. It only lasted seconds but I listened to their tittering and decided I had six people to pay back. They unfastened my wrists and called the waitress to give me a towel I had left my mobile in my room, so I asked to borrow hers. I accessed my email and forwarded one, I had received to Bob. Even at his wedding he would still use his mobile and check his notifications. I turned to Hilary.
"Take your stockings and your panties off," I instructed. She looked at me in shock but something in my tone made her comply. She lifted the hem of her vintage green dress and undid her suspenders. She handed them to me with her panties a white gstring. I put the panties on and started to put the stockings on.
"What is this?" Bob walked around the corner with Nick in tow.
"Blackmail," I said pulling the stockings up.
"Blackmail?" he repeated.
"Get on your knees," I said as I stood up.
"What?" he exclaimed.
"Do my suspenders for me, please?" I requested. I lifted the hem exposing the suspenders and my thighs. He kneeled before me.
"Blackmail or evidence of blackmail," I explained.
"Don't get up," I said to Bob and absent-mindedly rubbed Hilary's white panties I had just put on. I
knew this would mess with his head.
"Didn't you know Nick? Everything said in the car was recorded and I have copies." I said to Nick.
"The clause in the prenup about paying for the wedding was only there to force me to do the wam," I elaborated.
"Ridiculous!" exclaimed Hilary
"Really blackmail by Bob and conspiracy to blackmail for the rest of you." I replied. "I guess that means I am in charge.
"What do you want?" asked Nick
"A proper cut in any proceeds from the film and we all share in the wam duties." I said.
"Agreed," said Bob.
"Okay. " Nick
"Good, Bob you can get up and go and greet our guests. Nick find Steve and explain what has happened. Hilary you go and make sure everyone gets a drink at the reception. Carol and Charlotte try to keep out of trouble. I will talk to the master of ceremonies. Thank you." I said dismissing them.
I picked up my still damp knickers and slipped them on over Hilary's. It might be beneficial to be double bagged later.

Within an hour everyone was seated in the marquee it was large with a stage at one end and a screened off area. The speeches proceeded and all was quite normal with just a few wam references until the best-man's speech. The moment Steve got up, he was pied in the face by Cathy and it stuck to his face. He wiped his face and as he did so he was pied in the ass by Charlotte.
Steve restarted his speech and it was a disjointed as it is hard to concentrate whilst being pied. His face was a picture as he tried to remember his words whilst Cathy ground a pie firmly into his crotch. They pied him methodically, covered his suit then moved inside. Lifted his lapels and pied his torso Every pie their warm hands rubbed in and caressed his body with their sticky cream pies. For the finale they had undone his trousers and pied the front and back of his underpants. He finished his speech with a grin and now it was time for the cake.

The cake was massive six tiers, the bottom one four feet in radius was in a large childrens padding pool that was dragged to the centre of the dance floor. I was still in the remainder of my wedding dress with my shoulders bare above the bodice and the skirt to the knee. I had Helen's white stockings on. I kicked off my shoes and walked to the cake I stepped into the pool and straight into the huge black forest gateau my leg sinking into it to the knee. I lifted my other foot in and stood there my feet and legs feeling the cool dampness of the cake. The cream, the cherry, the chocolate all clinging to my stockings. I took two steps to the middle and walking through it was hard but felt like nothing I had tried before. I knelt down in it and felt some as it squeezed between my knees inside my dress. I sat down and moved my legs apart pushing them together crushing the cake between them. I rolled over and pushed my face in it. I writhed and wriggled loving needing to use my whole body to crush this cake. I luxuriated in it. I was covered head to toe in cream, cherries chocolate cake. I called two waiters and Jo who had caught the flowers. I lay on my back with my legs in the air. The waiters held my ankles with one hand and their other holding them hem of my dress up and open. Jo and her boyfriend grabbed the cake and started filling the dress. It felt good between my thighs. I could feel it packed against my panties. It didn't take long for my dress to bulge. I lay back legs down and invited Jo to wrestle. She bent down and I pulled her on top of me. We rolled and grappled a while and the second tier cake a large chocolate fudge cake was thrown on top of us. We were both so slippery that the only way to get a grip was to grab the other's dress. It was a friendly fight. but it didn't take long before the dresses were in tatters. I was down to my panties, stockings and suspenders and Jo only had her bra and panties. I looked over and saw Bob had been tied to his chair as I had requested, and the table cleared in front of him. I submitted and as the victor I allowed Jo to stuff my panties filling them full of cake and then I lay across her boyfriend's lap to be spanked. Despite the cake padding I felt the sting of his hand. Six times he raised his hand and with each the sting jolted through me. He decided to give me one more spank on my bare buttock and as I lay across his lap, I could feel Jo's breath close to my panties. I gave a sharp intake of breath as she removed my panties and then planted a kiss on my right butt cheek before her boyfriend raised his hand for a single stinging slap. I was relieved now to have Hilary's Gstring under my own. Thank god I double bagged.
I returned to Bob, his wrists tied to the arm of the chair and his ankles to the front chair legs. I put a normal sized black forest gateau. I sat on the table in front of him with my messy stocking legs hanging down in front of him.
"I thought you should try some wedding cake," I said and put my feet in his lap and gently trod the cake into him. I walked my feet up his chest to his face and rubbed them one against each of his cheeks.
"Here try this," I said and offered the toes of my right foot to his mouth. He sucked my toes clean and licked my foot and I replaced it with the left and placed my right foot back in his lap in the gateau and located his bulge. I rubbed my foot against it as he sucked my other one. I swapped feet again and I felt his bulge grow under my foot. Rock hard and trapped. I thought about how they had tried to manipulate me and they had all treated me with no respect. Bob seemed to have trouble coping when I took control. He needed more practice.
"I think we should start to feed the guests," I said with both feet in his lap. I rubbed his bulge between both feet coating them with more cake. I opened my legs and offered one foot each to Bob and Hilary sitting either side. They took my stockinged toes in their mouths holding on to my ankles and kept me well spread whilst I made eye contact with Bob. I could see his desire as I slowly licked my fingers. He broke eye contact as he followed my fingers and they stroked the G string in a circular message to my clit. I watched him knowing he wanted me but did not have the freedom to do anything about it.
I nodded to a waiter and lowered my feet into Hilary and Bobs laps. The waiter placed a cake between my legs right next to my crotch. Although tied Bob was able to lean forward and I beckoned him to do so. As he leaned forward, I grabbed his head and pushed his face into the cake. I ground my crotch against the cake and held his head in it I was now so close but still out of his reach. My feet were still in Nick and Hilary's laps My left foot had rested on Nicks crotch and my right had found its way between Hilary's knees inside her dress and was pressed between her bare inner thighs. As I ground myself against the cake, instinctively I curled my toes and they pressed not only into Nick's trousered cock but coincided with Hilary opening her legs a little. so my toes moved forward and curled against Hilary's bare pussy. Hilary let out an in voluntary moan. Bob raised his face.
"Alicia," he said his voice a plea
I pushed his face back into the cake and winked at the waiter who placed a cake on Bobs chair. I withdrew my feet from Nick and Hilary and let Bobs head up a little and I leant forward.
"Do everything I ask and you will have the honeymoon of your dreams," I whispered "sit back"
He sat back surprised to find a cake underneath him.
"Grind it for me," I instructed whilst winking to the waiter who handed me a cake I smashed onto my breasts. Bob and I resumed eye contact as I rubbed a gateau into my breasts whilst he ground his as on the one on his chair.
I got up kissed Bob on the cheek and Steve cleared his throat. I stood behind Bob with my arms around him as Steve started to ask everyone to join in the toast. My breasts pressed against his neck as my fingers unseen under his jacket found his nipples.
"Raise your glasses," Steve instructed.
"Everything I ask," I whispered in Bob's ear.

The end of part 3. In Part 4 the final part Alicia has complete control of the WAM Wedding.