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They put him down on the floor at the foot of the bed and separated his hands and ankles. Grabbing him again under the arms he was stood up.
"Let me go Leanne." he shouted. His legs were moved against the brass bed footboard. His right ankle was being strapped to one of the brass cross pieces. He was gripped tightly and his legs spread and his left leg then secured likewise. When they had done this they stepped back a moment. The headboard had a large mirror imbedded in it and Martin was staring directly at his new feminine image. Two full length floor mirrors were brought up on each side and set in place.
"You pervert." Martin snapped at one of the men.
"Take another look in that mirror." the man said as he grinned while they fastened his wrist to the top brass rail of the footboard.
They all stood back to make sure all was in order.
"Are you all happy now?" Martin snapped at them looking at them in the mirror. "This is what you like huh? You like what you see?" he yelled at them.
"It's not about us Mrs. Vargos, it's about what you and your husband enjoy." she looked at him and approached. Martin violently tugged at his restraints and squatted up and down, only becoming more frustrated as he did it.
"I hate you You're a cunt. I hope you're happy with what you've done." he was yelling at Leanne, now as the two men left the room.
"You're not going to stay and watch me get seeded?" he yelled as they left.
"I'm sorry you feel this way Mrs. Vargos. Yes, I am very happy with what I've done with you and I think your husband will be pleased too." she looked at him.
" I HAVE A COCK AND BALLS IN MY PANTS, NOT A PUSSY!!!" he screamed at her "I...AM...A... MAN!"
"Well, yes and no." She continued,
"Mrs. Vargos, I know you are male. Once again, you are in a same sex marriage, so being a male is normal. Second your penis is non functional, so I think it is no longer appropriate to say you have a cock and balls. A cock gets hard. You have a penis and testicles. Your appearance is not only appropriate in this situation, but will be very pleasing to your husband. So, I will leave you now. I will see you in the morning to prepare you for your day. Have a nice evening Mrs. Vargos." and she walked away.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH! Let me go!" he looked around the room franticly. He stood secured to the end of the bed with his legs spread in 6" heels trying to think of how this might be anything other than what it appeared it was going to be. He couldn't leave the bed. He knew now, without a doubt that he was about to be used for pleasure by another man, under the pretense of marriage? His shiny red lips and false eyelashes catching his attention in the mirror as he stood alone in the room waiting, hoping the wait would last forever.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous3 months agoPoor Martin - ah, Marcia! It just keeps getting humiliatinger and humilliatinger!
Anonymousalmost 13 years agoGreat story so far and it's makes me hot to imagine what's gonna happen to Martin next. In this chapter you've provided us with a salacious idea/tradition of '3 nights of consumation'. I'll bet poor 'Marcia' can't think of anything else as she lies waiting for her husband of just a few hours.
I wonder how Martin who is subject to discipline from his handler(s) and his husband has gotten away with being rude, belligerent and even giving glares. The ballgag at the wedding temporarily stopped his tirade until it was removed. The single whack of the cane on his upper thigh made him cower while he was dressed for his wedding night but then he became disrepectful again.
Isn't it time someone took a strap to his rhumba pantied behind until the only thing coming out of his mouth are pleas to stop and the only thing coming from his eyes are tears. And you don't stop until the discipliner decides he's had enough. No more ballgags when you say 'be quiet', or dirty looks, just instant attitude adjustment! If Martin shoud slip, well just give him double the punishment you gave him the first time.
Oh, sorry, I'm going on a rant. Once again I enjoyed your story and your vivid descriptions of clothing and events. I hope to read more from you.
Stefani V
