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By *uckjay OP Man
over a year ago
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I was inspired to recount what is to follow from reading a recent story about a fellow cuck’s experience and took inspiration from all the comments that were made and the pleasure it had given the readers. I hope I can do similar justice in what follows from an event over the summer.
We arrived at the house, a large place in a secluded spot away from immediate neighbours which we had been to before. Sam’s bull (lets call him Paul for ease) and the owner met us at the door and we were soon up in a bedroom getting ready. I dressed Sam, virginal white basque which i had paid for on a shopping trip with the two of them and which Paul had then cut away the lace cups to make it fully open so it just held her breasts nicely and presented them all exposed. I slid the white stockings on to her smooth legs, fastening the clasps from the basque and adjusting them so they were tight and in perfect symmetry.
Then the dress, something i hadn’t seen her in for 25 yrs and tonight was going to be back wearing it, well for an initial while anyway. She stepped in to her wedding gown, minus the long train from the day and I then fastened it up as best i could at the back. She knew it wasn’t going to fit properly, her tits popping out the front and now a curvy 12/14 rather than the 10/12 back then. I laced the back up as best i could and then left her to finish her heavy makeup as I got attired also.
My outfit had been left out on the bed ready, black suspender belt with a pair of black seamed stockings, black panties, a short skating style skirt, black patent heels and a sheer black top. I slipped it all on, Sam helping ensure the seams were perfectly straight before a knock at the door and Paul entered. He was carrying two collars both emblazoned with diamanté wording, mine saying “sissy cuck” and Sam’s “married slut”. he handed one to each of us and watched as we attached and fitted the collar on to the other. he then inspected us both and happy they were right attached a small padlock to the clasp of each collar to ensure we couldn’t remove them without his permission. He put the keys is his pocket and said the guests had all arrived, were waiting and for me to follow him down. He would send someone for Sam shortly.
I followed him to the main room, now filled with 10 guys drinking beers and chatting. I was paraded before them all, mostly faces i had met before even if just one occasion and a couple of new ones also. they then formed two lines and i stood at the end, Paul standing in front of me. moments later Sam appeared, being led on a leash attached to her collar by two very toned coloured guys, both well over 6ft, in leather chaps with tight leather pouches and bare chests. They led her down the makeshift aisle towards me with the guys making comments as she passed them before her leash being handed to Paul. the guys then stood to either side of us.
The alternative vows ceremony then started, Sam was made to confess she was a married slut that needed hung men as her hubby couldn’t satisfy her. saying how she was giving herself to a future life of being owned sexually by others and was there to service them and for bulls to use her however they wanted to. My vows were to openly admit i was useless sexually, to commit to being cock caged and a sissy cuck, only there to clean up, service bulls and be used by them and to be grateful if I am allowed to watch Sam.
This is just a start to set the scene but would love to read comments and see if you want me to continue and get fully in to all the really naughty side of the evening. |
