By request - My wedding story

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    I’ve has some recent requests, here and on one other site coincidentally, to talk about my very non-traditional wedding. I’ve never really posted online about it, not because of the private nature of the event, but more because from a distance, it reads somewhat like a bad porn fantasy.

    Some backstory is necessary. My wife and I are both on our second (and hopefully last) marriage. She married me being well aware of my transitioning; it wasn’t a roadblock to us committing to our relationship. But my transitioning was a large part of the reason we got into chastity.

    With an open marriage, we had very few rules, but they were hard and fast. One of them was that I didn’t use my equipment with other women; tongue, fingers, toys, etc., were all fine, but if I was going to do the fucking, she would always be the recipient. When we started going to swinger’s parties together, she noticed a whole lot of interest, from both men and woman, in playing with that part, so after a few parties, she asked if a chastity device was acceptable to me.

    I agreed, and we eventually ended up with extended chastity, as she liked that it mellowed out my normal attitude (probably in conjunction with the estrogen being added to my system). Even though I’m not submissive, being in chastity gave me a certain feeling that focused my interests on her, even when playing with other people. We very rarely play together these days; I still like parties, my wife focuses on one to one dating.

    When we first met, almost 20 years ago, though strictly vanilla means, one of the things she thought would freak me out was that she was an active ProDomme. She was surprised when I responded that I had been an active dominant in the BDSM lifestyle starting in the late 1970’s. She had a very Old Guard attitude towards BDSM, much like myself, and never had sex with clients, nor did they ever see her nude.

    By the time we got together as a full-time couple she had semi-retired from that business, maintaining about a dozen clients locally and a few scattered throughout the country. We often went to BDSM events, usually bringing a sub or two along to have something to play with. Her services remained in demand, and she worked with a few well known dungeons, so that when we travelled, she would meet clients around the country. While I am not submissive, we found that I could play that role as what was basically a “prop” for many of her sessions. Her personal life being basically unknown to her clients, she could present me as a “force-feminized sissy” which is a hugely popular fantasy.

    Often bound and gagged, with my burgeoning breasts on display, my simple presence at sessions sent a message to submissives who were interested in that sort of play, usually strictly as a fantasy, of what could potentially happen to them. Needless to say, demand for services increased, actually beyond what we could handle, with our more vanilla lives needing to take precedence.

    Shortly after that, my wife retired from that business (she was too senior at a Fortune 1000 to devote the time at that point. Guess her MBA paid off). But we retained a lot of connections and friends in that lifestyle, and even had a couple of live-in submissives for a few years.


    When we decided to get married we had a small ceremony for close family and friends, but decided to have a second ceremony in Las Vegas, during a major kink event, and invite about 100 kinky friends, former clients, and longtime lifestyle acquaintances to the big wedding.

    We got a huge, multi-level suite at the Golden Nugget, got it catered, and found a kinky Elvis to perform the ceremony. My wife and I ordered custom wedding dresses from China (her choices) and had them tailored to our needs here. One of our submissives volunteered to stage manage the event, basically taking that stress off of us after we had paid for everything. My wife made all sort s of plans with her, my only responsibility was to show up. Given that my wife is not one for half measures, I expected all sorts of surprises, especially since I knew that one of her friends, a custom BDSM equipment manufacturer, would be setting up a bunch of equipment in the suite for the party.

    By the time the wedding rolled around, I had been locked up for about 7 months. I was comfortable in the female role, even at BDSM and swinger’s parties, but was more often an observer than a participant. Not a virgin, by any measure, but far less active than I could be.

    After the ceremony, people were drinking and partying, enjoying the food, watching demonstrations of the equipment, congratulating us, and all that fairly normal wedding reception stuff, if with a more kinky flair than normal.

    After about an hour my wife came up to me with a couple of her regulars (vanilla sex partners, not BDSM toys), kissed me and told me that she wanted to make sure that I had the best time possible.

    With that, she announced to the crowd that she would be up in the master bedroom with her two friends for the next couple of hours and that to make sure they were all entertained, I was their party favor, and that they should make sure that I was well occupied. With that she walked up the long sweeping staircase with her friends, and everyone else (it seemed to me) turned my way.

    I can’t really go into a lot of details, if only because many of them blur together, but I know that I spent the next few hours either attached to equipment, or bent over the suites furniture. I lost count of the number of cocks I sucked and the number of people who fucked me when the numbers got over 20 for both. It seemed that everyone there wanted a turn with the bride, both men and women, and I just went with the flow. I remember being helped up the stairs and laid in the bed next to my wife who was finishing up with her friends by then. And her kissing me while she was being fucked from behind. But at that point I drifted off

    (Yes, there are pictures. No, they will never be posted online)

    When I woke the next morning (maybe four hours after I was put in bed), my dress was in tatters, my breasts were black and blue with a lot of obvious bite marks, my cage and thighs were covered in my drying cum and I felt like my asshole was permanently distended. Someone had helpfully left a rather large dildo in my ass to which I can only say, thank god for silicone lube.

    It took me about an hour to get myself together enough to get out of bed, which included our room service breakfast arriving and the waiter bringing it in while I was barely covered mess on the bed. The coffee helped to bring me around and the suite was equipped with one of those multi-head showers designed for at least two people which my wife helped me into and gently washed my somewhat abused body. It took me about 20 minutes before I trusted myself to stand alone; spending the time in shower sitting on the built-in bench. I told my wife it was the most amazing time of my life, and it remains that high point even today.

    It was also pretty much our last hurrah with the hard core BDSM scene, and while we miss it every now and then, our much more vanilla life now is very satisfying. And we remain a very happily married couple.
     
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    Wow! Great story, thanks for sharing here!
     
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    Vanilla is a subjective term, I think! The fact that you have transitioned and have an open marriage would to many be a highly erotic fantasy. I loved reading this, thanks so much for sharing it and linking to it as I missed it when it was originally posted.
     
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    Still going strong ;)
     
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    Amazing story, thanks for sharing
     
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