Most guys' bachelor parties consist of a lot of drinking, strippers, and one last fling. Well, not mine. Mine consisted of myself being dressed as a completely feminine french maid, waiting on the bridal party hand and foot. How did this happen? Let me explain.
Why wife-to-be locked me in a chastity belt six months prior to our marriage. This was to ensure my fidelity and devotion to her and our upcoming marital commitment. Talk about a commitment !!! I wasn't allowed an orgasm for six months. She placed the keys in a safe deposit box at our new bank.
She enjoyed this time, planning her wedding, teasing me every night in her lingerie and high-heels, regularly meeting with her girlfriends, and keeping me on a tight leash. During this time, her schedule was her own. Mine, however, she strictly dictated. I was not allowed to go anywhere without her prior permission. I was not allowed to drink, nor would I ever be allowed that indulgence.
The time came for my bachelor party. It was organized by my wife and mother-in-law, and no men were invited. All ladies in the bridal party were invited, and my duties were to wait on everyone, hand and foot, as a good husband/servant/slave/waiter would do. Then, I had to start the entertainment with me dancing. I hate to dance.
Talk about suck. And I did have to suck a man's cock to prove my obedience to my wife and provide additional entertainment to the bridal party. The bridal party cheered on as I was made to kneel, with hands chained behind my back, completely nude except for the hand-cuffs and chastity belt, as I gave a large, well-built man a blow-job. I never would have dreamed of doing anything like that. I am strictly hetrosexual and was homophobic. When we were dating, my wife swore she would break me of this phobia. She did in a hard way-no pun intended. She would make this point to me well in later times through some long-term, forced feminization and a full relationship with a man of her choice. I never liked dating, and I never dreamed I would have to date another man. That's another story.
After I served them all while almost completely nude, provided the entertainment with the blow-job I was forced to give, and waited on everyone hand and foot, my wife gave out her gifts to her bridesmaids. Guess what the gifts were? Gift Certificates for Me !!! Yes, I was given out as a complete and total love and/or servant slave for one week a year to each bridesmaid. Additionally, her mother was given the keys to "me" for the rest of her life, to call upon me anytime, day or night, for any reason, only on the condition that I was not in the service of one of the other bridesmaids or my wife.
I hate my mother-in-law. She is such a bitch. She has always tried to control our marriage, and now I learn that, not only will she control our marriage, she will have unconditional control of me.
My wife and I talked about this after the Bachelor Party. My wife sweetly explained that I must and will honor the gifts she gave, and she told me that either I would honor the lifetime gift to her mother, submitting to her every whim without hesitating and with a nice smile and disposition, or I would never receive another orgasm or touch my wife again. I told her that I would never submit to her mother.
Then, she dropped the bomb on me: the whole Bachelor Party had been filmed-all of it. If I didn't willfully and eagerly submit, this film and still pictures from the film would be given to my mother and family and my co-workers. I could never let that happen, so I was forced to totally submit. I was screwed. She said that the gift was important to her, and her mother was really looking forward to it. Then, she told me to paint a smile on my face and get over it.
The day we returned from our honeymoon, which was the first time I received an orgasm in 6 months before having the chastity belt locked back on, her mother called and reserved me for the next weekend. You can read about it in mother-in-law's first weekend. I will say that I had to dress like a feminine maid and submit to her every whim. How Humiliating. While I had to paint on a smile and be extra sweet and respectful to her, without any arguing or disrespect whatsoever, I knew I had to find a way out of this new chaste and controlled married life.
Feminized Slave Husband
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