Sunday, 12 February 2017

My Wedding Night - Final


 

 Kiran then went on my back and cracked my ass again with the cane saying “Hence forth I want my wife not to take my name openly, you must call me Ji or Hukum only”

 

Kiran was using a senior rattan cane, about four feet long with the crook handle sawn off. As I stand there, the second stroke landed just below the first and as I flinched, I also wondered how many strokes I would be able to take. Before I could think anymore, the cane landed a third time and I clenched my teeth and eyes, as well as my fists. The pain was beginning to build.

 


Kiranji then released my handcuffs, I slowly and carefully put my ghunghat over my face and stood there, and fiddling with my wrist full bangles, I would rather stand there motionless for any length of time.

 

Kiranji then giggled a lot, "I'm afraid you are just going to have to get used to that. After all, you're going to assume the traditional housewife's role in our relationship and I don't want you to go through life regretting it. As my obedient little Bindani, you’re going to have to be supportive of my kingdom. Your efforts, though mostly behind the scenes, are going to contribute to my success as a royal prince. Whether you are ironing my clothes, or just simply polishing my shoes, I want you to take special pride in each little task, knowing that you are contributing to my success and our happy home."

 

Shame coursed through me. Guilt tore at my psyche. My mouth was dry and my hands trembled.

 

"Well, Bindani, are you going to act just like a little wife for me tonight?"

 

“Ji Hukkum " I managed somehow to get the words out.

 
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"Look, ShilpaBindani. You're not going to be a man again. Ever again."

 

HE let that sink in me and continued. "You're a woman; my wife for now on-- a very pretty young Bahu of this house. And yes-- you do have to wear cute clothes like Sarees and make yourself up. Otherwise how will you keep your self-pretty? Being pretty is very important for a young Bahu, isn't it?"

 

"Ji Hukkum”

 

He grinned, "Good Bindani! Now I will not have to turn you bend over and spank you till you obey me."

 

I looked up at him, startled. I knew that he would do that to, if he thought I needed it. I also knew that there was absolutely nothing that I could do about it either.

 

"Now, I want you to prove to me that you obey & serve me the way a new wife should respect her new husband."

 

"What do you want me to do, Hukkum?"

 

"I want you to come over here, and bend over in front of me. I want you to touch my feet once again. Then, I want you to ask me if I will let you massage it for me. Can you do that, Shilpa?"

 

I slowly stepped with my heavy Ghagra and took the five or six steps over to where he was standing. I stood there, feeling so weak and in his control. I flushed, because I loved the feeling. I looked up at his eyes, then over his dhoti-kurta and down at his feet. Very slowly, I allowed myself to bend till I could touch his shoes. I looked up at my husband. I looked straight ahead, at his feet.

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I bent till his mojdi were right in front of my eyes. I just could not believe what I was doing. I touched them with my hands. I quickly slid his feet out his mojdi and slowly started massaging his dhoti covered feet. He kept telling me how good that felt. As he relaxed and I massaged his feet. I was effeminate, and I was kneeling, before my husband, and, I was really serving him. He was a real man, and, I somehow had the sense that I was honoring him for what he was.

 

My husband was fully relaxed, enjoying the powers of being husband in his comfortable bed. He was enjoying my dilemma as I was being punished before him. The effect was delightful.

 
 

I kept my eyes fixed on floor past my suffocating Ghunghat, my head hung forward, Kiranji was seeing that I was struggling. My face was red & blushing with both shame and pleasure.

 

I moved my head back and I looked up at him. Kiranji was smiling down at my submissiveness.

My cock was hard and long, Kiran then asked me to change into a simple white cotton salwar kameej and switched off the lights. I slowly entered into bedsheet to find Kiran waiting for me, I and Kiran swapped the roles and I ran my drill machine hardest, we don’t know when we went into deep sleep.
I woke up one or few times and was scared at the thought of living life as a Wife or Bahu Bindani for a year and that too with a Strict  & Punitive husband and dominatrix Monther-in-law and Sadist Sister-in-laws. But I was going to get a chance to wear lot of Sarees and Ghagra-Cholis.....

Tomorrow is going to be my first day at Sasural ( in-law's house) as a newly married woman. Will I  a MAN be able to handle the burden of wearing Saree and play the role of Bahu & Bindani ( Daughter-in-law ) ?
My drear Bhabhis and Devaranis What are you waiting for ? Why are you not putting your comments ??
 
 
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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My Wedding Night - 6


BUT when I looked at Kiran I found that she has removed the false mustache and her face was cute as any other girl. I liked Kiran at the same time and I liked the way she was having the control over me.

 

As a sign of appreciation my dick started pushing the fabric ahead.

 


"I wanted to make a MAN my wife!" she told me. "I've always wanted it. I always wanted to punish a crossdresser man."

 

I sensed a difference in Kiran’s voice. I saw a sign of dominance in Kiran eyes

"Rahul I am now going to call you Shilpa only, I really think we can make this work. Piyu really cared about you, and thought we would make a great match. I know about your situation, and you can either have life like wife or not that is entirely your decision. I am Kiran , I am genetically female but I like to live like a boy a man . I am heterosexual and have always wanted to have the best of worlds in a lifetime mate. I think I have found that in you. Why we've chosen you as Bahu of this Khandan Shilpa. Your basic problem, as indicated in that movie, your habits of cross dressing and a lack of respect for women especially the girls in your college, you enjoy imagining them to punish. It is therefore my intention that, while you are in my custody, you will be made to dress and appear as a Wife, Bhabhi & Bahu, and we know that you like it very much. We were knowing from the day one that you are Rahul and not Shilpa. Your Mother in law, Sonali, Aditi everyone knows it.

 
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Ahhhh… names of Sonali & Aditi made me nervous.

 

"I'm not gay and I know I can't really BE A MAN. But at least I can live like one." She explained, adding. "I just want to live with the freedom a man has, to act like a man, to dress in clothes that don't bind and restrict. I want to give orders and be obeyed and I want to be taken seriously! Thanks to Piyu who gave me a lovely male bride like you”

 

Her intensity and certainty was charging the air and I was breathing hard, as if I'd been running.

Not quite knowing what to do next, I stood there.

 

“I have an offer for you, you stay with us as my wife, I will pay you 4 lakh rupees per month. As per the rules of trust, I am supposed to stay with my wife here in this haveli at least for a year. You stay here as a Bahu Bindani of this Khandan for a year and then we will set you free.”

 

 

Standing there in handcuffs and ballgag I was unable to express anything, but I liked the idea. I looked at the floor, ashamed. I knew what she was going to say. I knew that because she was my husband and because I was the girl that I was going to do anything that she wanted me to. Worse, I wanted to.

 

"You made a vow when I married you that you would obey me. Do you intend to obey me, Shilpa?"

 

I wanted to say Yes and No at same time

 

“Do you Shilpa agree to be my wife for next one year?” She asked me again

 

I wanted to say yes but the ballgag muffled my voice

 

“Do you agree Shilpa”? she asked again and switched off the lights then removed the ball gag, still keeping me tied in handcuffs.

 

“Rahul this is the last time I am going to talk to you addressing you as Rahul that is why I have switched off the lights, because I don’t want this to happen it in light and again. From this moment you will she and not he. And I will be he and not she, also no one in this house will mention that you are a man, you will also not disclose to anyone that you are a crossdresser man”

 

“Yes Kiran yes I agree” I don’t know how I managed to say those words.

 

Kiranji then touched my erect cock from outside my Ghagra and tried to jerk it. My cock responded immediately to that soft touch of real woman. Kiranji laughed a lot, “A Dulhan with COCK!!!” said she, I wanted to cum desperately I wanted to touch and throw my payload out but Kiranji kept me aroused.

 

“Shilpa, the lights are still off, let me tell you that occasionally we will swap our roles for few minutes in the night in dark. Where you will be MAN and I will be WOMAN, but apart from that you will always be a woman and my wife. But as you have agreed to be my wife, you will never get a chance to become man for next 1 year, because the Trust people are going to secretly make sure that, I have married for real and my wedding life is going properly.”

 
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“Let me tell you one more thing that Piyu also received 10 lakh rupees and Shilpa’s mom too received 20 Lakh rupees, Now I will deposit 48 Lakh rupees in your account but you will get to access the account only after one year, and today only you will talk to you family and tell them that you have got a good assignment and you will be not in touch with them for a year, and as token we will send you them 10 lakh rupees”

 

I was not able believe on ears. Everything was coming to me as a dream come true.
 
 
 
My drear Bhabhis and Devaranis What are you waiting for ? Why are you not putting your comments ??
 
 
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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My Wedding Night - 5




“Shilpa !!! lovely name for a MAN right ? you are Rahul !!! right?? That is year real name correct??” 
Ahhhhh I am handcuffed not able to speak …. And Kiran has found the truth …. What is going to happen to me….??????
 
 

Trying to look past my Ghunghat, I perched standing there with my hands locked in handcuffs above my head, feeling terribly insecure, my nose ring shivering due to shame and fear. My gaze lowered through the Ghunghat. I didn't dare look up as my husband is circling me with the cane in his hand. Soon I found I couldn't take my eyes off the cane that he was flexing in his hands.

 

How come Kiran know that I am a MAN and not a woman? I am Rahul and not Shilpa? Who told Kiran about this role swap? I wanted to know the answers and I wanted to explain it to Kiran and go back to my normal life of a fresh engineering graduate BOY as early as possible.

 

I want to run….this is something wrong happening.. I am a MAN… I should prove that now and I should get rid of all this.. I wanted Piyu to help me…I started making movements to release myself from the handcuffs.. I tried to pull my wrists…

 

BUT nothing helped, only lot of noise was produced by bangles, anklets and other jewellery. My Ghagra & Petticoats also fluttered a lot and made rustling sound….

 

Kiran raised the cane and landed it on my bottom for 10 times without stopping. A sweet pain ran though my buttocks to entire body and my cock grew 10 inches.

 

“Nice performance Rahul Sorry Shilpa Bindani !! Let me make you more uncomfortable”

Saying so Kiran pressed a button on remote, soon I felt the pull on my wrists and found myself standing on toes only.

 

“More you do the drama Rahul!! More cane you will get on tour buttock!!!” Said Kiran in firm voice.

 

I wanted Kiran to remove the ball gag, so that I could have asked him to call Piyu and help me to explain everything.

 

But I was completely at my husband's mercy. It was an amazingly stimulating situation. I found myself wishing I could play with my dick; I was so horny. I needed to just jerk off. It gave me intense pleasure to be reduced to nothing more than being a bondage sissy in Bridal Ghagra-Choli & Ghunghat. My dick was rock hard and I was aching to touch it. My nose ring was also shivering due to the constant arousal.

 

Once again my husband exclaimed, "Rahul you look so darling and I’m as thrilled with your bridal jewellery & lovely Ghagra-Choli as you appear to be from exhibiting them. You are so cute. You are an ideal Dulhan”. 

 

I can feel the weight of my heavy Ghagra and Petticoats. My Ghagra was riding up and was showing my huge petticoats with lot of frills. "That’s the nastiest, but most thrilling scene I’ve ever witnessed!" Kiran cheered. That sounded much better than whore and slut. After all, I was just someone who was finding the true self tonight. Not a loose man, but a woman an obedient wife only interested in serving her man Kiran.

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Kiran was treating me like a real newly wedded wife.

 

I not only was nervous but apparently very excited too because my cock was straining hard against the front of my petticoats beneath my Ghagra. I stood there helplessly as my cock grew like never before causing folds of my Ghagra to lift up almost few inches as the material was being pushed out.

 

"I have never been more serious about anything in my life. Now, I want you to answer something. You remember today we made you my wife and attached your nose with our royal nosring and chain?"

 

As if I could ever forget. "Ummmm” I said, I wanted to say “Yes”

 

“Be uncomfortable Rahul and let me show you a movie” Kiran said so and switched off the lights and started the big flat TV on the wall. I was still standing in the suspended handcuffs with my ball gagged mouth. Unable to do anything but to watch what is happening past my ghunghat.

 

 
I saw myself on the screen walking to college with Piyu, the secret camera zoomed and showed my hands secretly touching Piyu’s cotton skirt, then few more shots where I was caught secretly touching & pulling long braid of real Shilpa. Touching Sarees of girls from my college on festival days. Next a secret camera recording of my crossdressing sessions in my room. Sarees, Ghagra-Cholis. My self-punishments handcuffs, I am trying noserings, bangles and anklets. Etc,..

Then it showed a medical certificate where it was mentioned that I am not a woman or a gay but a perfect MAN.

 

My heart bits increased and I started shivering... I was totally exposed…I once again tried to release from the handcuffs but received 15 more strikes of cane on my ass.

 

Then there started next movie where there was medical certificate of Kiran. To my amazement Kiran is not a MAN or Gay but a complete woman. And then Kiran’s old photos in girls school uniform and one or two even in Saree, but then afterwards all the photos where Kiran was wearing male clothes.

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I was relieved to know that Kiran is a WOMAN and not a MAN, But then what is happening now!! Why she has tied me here? Why she married me?
 
 
“Rahul I hope you have understood now, the wedding for 2000 core of trust need is real, I am also a crossdresser but I love to wear male clothes and as per the trust rule, MAN only, can receive the inherited amount. So I was searching for a MAN who loves crossdressing, I spent a lot on searching such person and accidently I found your name from one of my friend, we then approached Piyu and videotaped you secretly. And the trust was also pressing for my wedding so we decided to trap you and put you in the role of Shilpa.

 

I wanted to shout and tell her that enough is enough, I want to go back to my real life now..
 
My drear Bhabhis and Devaranis What are you waiting for ? Why are you not putting your comments ??
 
 
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
The author would like to clear that no person was actually harmed and this blog is just another fantasy of the author. Author does not intend or exhibit any insult to any religion, caste, community, country, men, women, any living or non-living thing. Any views or opinions are not intended to malign any religion, ethnic group, club, organization, company, or individual. The intention behind this blog is pure entertainment and nothing else.
All images used are for illustrative purposes only. This blog claims no credit for any images posted on this site unless otherwise noted. Images on this blog are copyright to its respectful owners and are taken from public domain. If there is an image appearing on this blog that belongs to you and do not wish for it appear on this site, please put your comments in box provided at the end of each post, with a link to the said image and it will be promptly removed.