He will fuck my wife as I watch, and I may only beg him to lick her pussy when he is done

When I married my wife in front of our family and friends, she wore white, and I wore a tux. Two days later, we held the real ceremony. This time, she wore black, with handcuffs and a leather collar. I wore the same white dress she had been in two days earlier. And he was there. The man holding her in chains.

The same man who had placed the chastity tube on me and locked me up, before I was dressed in white as a bride. The same man that my wife falls to her knees in front of, telling him how she belongs to him and how she wants to serve him. While I'm bound to her now through marriage, this second ceremony is to bind us both to him. He says I will never have sex with her, ever. She exists only to please him, and that all I may do is watch.

He says I will live as a woman, as his slave, and that I will learn the pleasures of being with him in bed. He will fuck my wife as I watch, and I may only beg him to lick her pussy when he is done. I will dress and act like a woman at all times. I am his now. I am his slave. I live to serve him. My wife loves him, and says one day soon, I will too.

I will dress and act like a woman at all times