Friday, 21 April 2017

First Day at Sasural as Bindani - MUH DIKHAI - 2


This Ghagra-choli was truly a princess’s dream. But I was torn. Totally humiliated at the situation I found myself in. But what could I do? I was the bride, my nosering tied with chain to my husband.

 

Left encased in my Ghunghat, standing there, I began absentmindedly fondling the heavy material of my Ghagra-choli. My dainty manicured fingers gently fluffing and swishing the Ghagra around. I began feeling dizzy and my cock began to stir in my cotton petticoats. Could it be? Was I beginning to enjoy this feeling? What is this all happening?

 

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I looked further to see all the guests and Kiran’s relatives. I wondered if they would recognize me. Can they make out that the Dulhan in Ghagra-Choli is actually a MAN? I saw several young girls of my age wearing T-Shirts, Jeans or Skirt Tops few were even in Sarees but all modern. They were talking and giggling. I liked few of faces cute and sweet faces smiling showing their whitest teeth.

 

OH MY GOD! PIYU!! I saw Piyu !!! No wait…. Oh My good friend Piyu now wearing a lite yellow Saree with Pink Border… oh She is looking so cute and who is with her… I saw a handsome man of my age with her. Piyu’s companion was wearing a Jodhpuri Suit tall and well-built man, He was looking like a true Prince of some kingdom. I have never seen him… Oh Piyu is holding is hand and pointing towards me…ohh my god what has happened?? Is he Piyu’s boyfriend? I wanted to run but then I realized the nosering & chain securely held by my Husband, my Prince charming...

Piyu in lovely Saree




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Oh no! That meant that Piyu will never become my wife!!! And why has she come to attend my MUH DIKHAI? I never wanted Piyu to see myself locked in chain and nosering.
 
I think Piyu was explaining that guy why my nosering as a ritual is chained to my husband’s finger. That guy whoever was he started laughing.
 
I was dumbstruck! I stood there staring blankly at Piyu who was standing at the other corner of the hall. I was trying to let the meaning of what has happened to Piyu in. "That's it" I thought, as I shook my head in disbelief. "I'm firmly on my way to being a woman! For life. I can't believe this is happening to me! And I am going to lose all the cute girls like Piyu & Smitali to men like this" I didn't know whether to be angry or to cry.
 
Laughing to myself, I thought "OK RAHUL, that's enough of that. You'll can’t do anything now, I am Shilpa and I am BIndani of this house.”
 
I tried to ignore thoughts of Piyu and her companion, Soon the ladies will line up to meet us, they will one by one lift my Ghunghat and pass their comments, they will tease me and my husband. They young girls will also join out of curiosity, they will touch my Ghagra, my jewellery and my braid of long hair. I was looking down at floor to hide my embarrassment and waiting for the MUH DIKHAI ceremony to start.
 
 
“Hello Everybody!!! ” All of a sudden I heard the familiar voice of Piyu over sound system. Piyu was now coming towards the stage with wireless mike in her hand, she was managing her Saree Pallu very gracefully by another hand. She was looking so cute in her Saree.. I wanted to hold her hand and kiss her….BUT I am not more a MAN, I am a WIFE…..
While she was climbing the stairs, I noticed her petticoat frills peeping out from Saree, ‘Oh my god!!! She was wearing a full sized frilly petticoat, I could hear the rustling of her petticoat’, Why Piyu why ? why are you teasing me like this ?? I wanted to ask her.
 
Piyu stood near me and Kiranji, Kiranji was standing now, Rekhaji also joined us. Piyu then started again over, “Welcome all for the MUH DIKHAI ceremony, let us give our best wishes to Prince Kiranaji and lovely Dulhan Princess ShilpaBindani of Sareewala Province, Let us pray for their lovely married life, My friend Shilpa is very lucky that she has got a handsome prince as a husband. Rekhaji and all the family are also lucky because they have most modest and most obedient Daughter-in-law for their Haveli, I am sure ShilpaBindani will treat and respect her in-laws like kings”
 
Everyone applauded at once, My erection sprung up and lifted the Ghagra & petticoats like tent.
 
Then Rekhaji took over and said “Everyone is request to queue up and meet my Bindani one by one”
 
Kiranji sat down on the sofa and I shifted near him taking care of nosechain, I stood their uncomfortably waiting for the hell. I saw through my Ghunghat, Piyu coming towards me.
 
“Congratulations Kiranaji ! Congratulations Shilpa !! She had a handshake with my husband and took my bangle filled wrists in her hand, I did not dare to look at her face, “Hey Shilpa what is wrong?” She asked me, I slowly lifted my eyes to look at her, she was looking very beautiful in the Saree and honey colored eyes and whitest teeth were mesmerizing, her shoulder length straight hair were going perfectly well with Saree. I wanted to marry Piyu BUT I am already married to a MAN… ohhhhhhhh… Kiranji gave a little pull to my nose ring, I realized my mistake. I reluctantly pulled my Ghunghat more down over my face and bowed my head.
 
Piyu paused a moment, then continued whispering in my ear. "How does it feel, Rahul? Hmm? I mean, how does it feel to be ShilpaBindani? To be turned out and prettied up in the most feminine Ghagra-Choli, the Dulhan Jewellery the nosering and its chain? Are you enjoying it? Are you turned on? Come on, you can tell me. After all, it's just us 'girls' here." she snickered.
 
She then swiftly touched my instrument, which was standing tall at the embarrassment.
“WOW !!! it is massive” she raised her eyebrows and started laughing. Piyu then took my nosechain in her sweet fingers, she inspected it and giving a small jerk to it asked me “Does it hurt? It must be a lovely feeling to get chained at nose to your master!!! You wanted it, you are getting it.” I said nothing, and kept my eyes low.
 
Piyu then added, "You know, it never would have worked between you and Kiran. I mean, what with you and your 'small endowment', and always reading those queer stories on those web sites. This is truly for the best. I mean, you do make a beautiful Dulhan and a lovely daughter-in-law! Kiran is very happy and I just KNOW that you are doing your part best to keep him satisfied, dearie. I hear that he is strict and truly royal in her male persona. But she is equally beautiful and cute as real girl."
 
“Shilpa! You are lucky you have a got a strict Husband and a cute companion at the same time you are living your dream of cross-dressing for 24 hours.”

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I gathered my courage and asked her “Who is the man with you?”
 
“Ohhhh !! Are you jealous Shilpa ??, He is my fiancé, His name is also Rahul, but he is a real STUD, he also likes to buy Sarees but for his girlfriend and not like you to wear yourselves. Don’t worry he don’t know that you the SHILPABHABHI is having a huge cantilever standing erect inside your Ghagra. We are going to engage in next month. Rekhaji has given permission for you to attend my engagement with Rahul but you will attend it of course as Shilpa with your husband Kiran.”
 
It was shock for me, attending Piyu’s engagement depends on my Mother-in-laws permission and that too I must wear Sarees accompanied by my husband!!! Ohh how cruel everything has become!!! And what about our friends there… AND SMITALI ???? I wanted to collapse. I can’t stand in SAREE before SMITALI…..
 
Rekhaji came hurriedly near me, and ordered in her husky voice “Bindani, no more talks with friends now, ladies are waiting to see my daughter-in-law, I want to show them how I keep my Bindani under control, make sure to touch feet of everyone propely.”
 
Piyu smiled mischievously and said, “I will also come to meet you with Rahul, don’t forget to touch our feet too”
 
I stared wide-eyed through my Ghunghat, contemplating my fate. Frightened and trembling, standing there in most obedient manner.
 

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Thursday, 13 April 2017

First Day at Sasural as Bindani - MUH DIKHAI - 1

We were waiting for my husband and my Sasuji to arrive, I was standing there enjoying my Orange Ghagra-Choli, It was very very heavy, Sonali told me that it weighs 16kg. Adding 2 kgs of Petticoats and two kgs of jewellery I was carring 20kg weight on my body. Burden of being Bindani!!!!
 


It was really humiliating to see someone like Sonali & Aditi who despite of being girls, wearing T-shirts & Jeans. They always seemed to laugh hysterically whenever I tried to look at their dresses through my Ghunghat.
 
Soon my husband Kiranaji joined us he was wearing a nice Jodhpuri suite. I pulled my ghunghat a little and bowed my head lower.
 



"No need to be shy, Bhabhi" Sonali smiled placing her hand at my back. I didn't like the feel of it. Her smile, however, was natural and reassuring. Gently, she led me towards Kiranji, who was now sitting on the large chair. My Ghagra-choli was heavy to walk in, almost as if it had weights attached to it; and the thick, constricting petticoats caused the Ghagra to sway from side to side making it impossible to walk in. I was very nervous walking restrained in ghunghat there helplessly, I then slowly bent down and touched Kiranji’s feet as per the proper procedure.
 
Kiranji allowed me to stand straight, we were now waiting for Sasuji and soon she also arrived. Everyone including Kiranji stood up. Kiranji was now standing on my right, I his wife on his left. Rekhaji was now carrying few wooden boxes in her hand, I missed my heart bit at the thought of more heavy and bigger nosering….I slowly bent to touch feet of Rekhaji who was wearing a Yellow Kota Doria Silk Saree. Once I got up, she opened the box. There was a big nosering waiting for me, I tried to avoid my erection showing up from my Ghagra. Rekhaji attached the new bigger and heavier nosering to my left nostril and its chain above my left ear. She then gifted a 3 feet solid cane to my husband. Kiranji hold that cane in his hand as if he was going to use it on me, whenever needed….and was going to control me properly. I was struggling to hide my erection. Rekahji then opened one more box, I was surprised to the contents of the box… It was nothing but a two meter gold chain made from alloy of gold, silver & copper. It was having rings at ends and a ring in middle. I was not able to understand its purpose. I sensed hysterical smile on everyone’s face. A cold wave went through my spine to my legs. Rekhaji slowly lifted my ghunghat and attached the one end of that chain to my nosering with small gold screw fastener, I wanted to protest, but was not allowed to… then the middle ring was inserted into my middle figure of my right hand and the end ring was inserted into Kiranji’s left hand figure. OK so it means I was now chained like a prisoner and my control was given to my master my husband. I wanted to explode.. I wanted to make my entire Ghagra wet. I fearing of tearing my Ghagra from inside. The erection was massive……Kiranji gave little jerk to chain which reached my nosering and realized my mistake and came to my bridal reality.
 
I was the prisoner & slave now of my husband. Everyone now sat down on Sofas except me, Kiranji also sat down taking care of my nose chain, He was now the newly gained authority on me, I had to stand very close to his chair, to avoid my nose getting pulled.  
 
“Bindani ! How do you feel now Do you want to say anything now?” Rekhaji asked me.
 
I wanted to shout, I wanted to protest and tell them that enough of it.. I want to become a man now, I don’t want to be Bahu or Bindani, I don’t want to wear Ghagra-Cholis and Saree……
 
But instead, I managed to say “No hokum, I am very much delighted and happy”
 
“Good Bindnai” Rekhaji appreciated
 

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“Now I want you to listen to the rules you will be following in this Haveli as my Bindani, I want you to tell me if you agree” Rekhaji added and started dictating the rules for me.
 
“Now as you have become true Bindani, with your Nosering chained to your husband, I want you to understand few responsibilities that have become part of your life. By becoming a Bindani of this haveli, it is agreed that you have gave up all rights to your husband Kiranji in every manner, and that your husband takes entire possession of you as property.”
 
“Ji Hukum” I said
 
“You will obey and submit completely to Husband and his relatives in all ways. There are no boundaries of place, time, or situation in which that you may willfully refuse to obey the will or whim of your in-laws. You the cross dresser ShilpaBindani also must realize that from the moment the nose ring chain is handed over to you, that your body belongs to your husband.”
 
“Ji Hukum” I said
 
“From today you should know that you are here is to please your in-laws, in that you now exists solely for pleasure of them, and that you will seek to learn how to please in-laws better, then you will push yourself harder. You as our Bindani must understand that all that you have, and all that you do, is no longer a right but a privilege, granted only as we wished, and only to the extent that we find useful.”
 
“Ji Hukum” I said
 
“You will strive diligently to remold your mind, appearance, habits and attitudes in accordance with your husband’s desires. You will need to be eager to change your actions, speech, and dress to express the ownership.”
 
I once again managed to say, “Ji Hukum, I understand and I agree to everything you said”
 
“Good Bindani! Now listen to the dressing schedule, you have to follow it after a one month from now, for next month you will wear either Gujrati Saree or Ghagra-Choli and you face covered with Ghunghat 24 hours. After one month you follow Saree schedule as follows
 
Monday – Gujarati Saree and Ghunghat for entire day
Tuesday – Normal Saree
Wednesday – Normal Saree and head covered with Pallu for entire day
Thursday – Ghagra-Choli with Ghunghat for entire day
Friday - Ghagra-Choli and head covered with Pallu of Chunni for entire day
Saturday – Gujarati Saree and Ghunghat for entire day
Sunday – As per the wish of you Husband
 
Daily you must wear minimum 21 bangles in each wrist, anklets and nosering are mandatory, Long hair braid should be kep in front or back as per your husband’s wish”
 
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“Ji Hukum, I will follow the rules” I said pressing my erection with my both hands trying to avoid ejaculation but still my rocket got launched and my inner petticoat became wet, but now one realized the massive satisfaction I received.
 
“Good Bindani! Then let us go out every one wants to see face of my Bindani” Rekhaji said so and we then left the room and made our way to main hall.
 
 
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It is physically difficult to walk when your nose is chained to someone’s hand. To maneuver the heavy Ghagra-choli & Ghunghat was another difficulty.
 
The weight of the Ghagra & petticoat was heavy on my waist and the size of the Ghagra made movement very tricky.
 
I was able to appreciate better the feel of the Ghagra-choli & petticoats. To move in it was bliss, especially accompanied by my Husband Kiranji, with constant threat of him using his cane on my ass. I caught a glimpse of myself through my Ghunghat in the mirror at the end of the corridor and sighed. I looked gorgeous indeed. Kads smiled happily as I enjoyed the Ghagra-choli..
 
In the hall the ladies were singing a lovely song, which was exactly suitable for my situation
मेरे हाथों में नौ-नौ चूड़ियाँ हैं,
ससूरालमे बहुत मजबूरियाँ हैं, मेरे हाथों में नौ-नौ चूड़ियाँ हैं,
आते जाते सबके मै पैर छूलू, आते जाते सबको मै प्रणाम करदु,
मेरे हाथों में नौ-नौ चूड़ियाँ हैं
 
लम्बी-चौडी हवेली ये ससुरालवाली,
 जब मै सेवा करू मेरे सासुजीकि, काहे चूड़ियाँ खनकती हैं हाथों में
लम्बी-चौडी हवेली ये ससुरालवाली,
जब मै सेवा करू मेरे नणंदजीकी, काहे पायल छनकती हैं पैरो में
 
मेरे घुटनों से लम्बी हाय मेरी चोटी है, मेरी नथणी बहुतही भारी है
मेरे घुटनों से लम्बी हाय मेरी चोटी है, मेरी नथणी बहुतही भारी है
 
मेरे नणंदसे आज मेरी जंग हो गई, उसने चोटी हाय! मेरी जोरसे खींची
मेरे नणंदसे आज मेरी जंग हो गई, उसने चोटी हाय! मेरी जोरसे खींची
ओए शावा शावा शावा
 
मेरे सैंया किया ये बुरा काम तूने
कहीं का भी नहीं छोड़ा मुझे हाय राम तूने
मेरे सैंया किया ये बुरा काम तूने
मेरे हाथों में नौ नौ चूड़ियाँ हैं

 

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I saw thousands of women and girls there waiting for me. They were amazed and amused at the sight of a newlywed bride in Ghagra Choli tied with chain to her husband. All cheered when we walked towards the temporary stage erected in the main hall. I wondered how I would feel when I will bend over thousand times today in this Ghagra-choli with Ghunghat and nose tied to chain??
 
 

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