Mike & Laura

It’s my wedding day today, I am looking at my reflection in the mirror to make sure that my makeup is flawless and my hair is perfect. My maid of honor comes in to help to stand up and move since I have a corset on under my gown that is so restrictive I can barely draw enough breath. My breasts are being pushed up by the corset and I also have a chastity belt on with a butt plug attached and a vibrator in my pussy. My maid of honor who will also be my sister-in-law after the wedding informs me that my outfit is not complete and my future husband/master has a few last minute additions for me. She helps me to my feet and tells me to go over to the corset rack again put on the suspension cuffs on again.

I hesitate moving and Karen repeats the order with the addition that if I don’t wear everything she will tell her brother and he will just call off the wedding. I move to the rack and start with the cuffs she hooks them up so my arms are over my head and I feel her move under the gown fastening the leg cuffs she works the racket mechanism and I am stretched tight again. I beg her not to tighten the corset any more the leather and steel it is closed with screws instead of laces and is extremely tight. She ignores me and leaves to the bathroom I hear water running when she returns she has a clear bag with straps and a hose filled with water and something else since it is green. My gown has a frame that gives me the 19th century bustle look. Karen unzips the back and straps the bag to the back of my leg. Karen opens up a case she brought in with her and it has more items straps, boxes, wires, hoses and a bulb pump. Karen straps several items to my legs I realize that none of these things will show because of the frame I am wearing. The last thing she takes from the case is the bulb pump and tells me that the corset will not be closed any more with the screws. However, it will be made tighter it has a rubber bladder that she will now inflate when she starts pumping I feel the inside of the corset push against me which has the same effect as if it were being tightened. I am now breathing in short gasps. Karen laughs and tells me she is almost done; the next thing she does is inflate the butt plug and continues until I start to complain. Karen says I need to have the plug tight so the when my husband activates his remote and the quart and a half of soapy water gets pumped into my butt it will not leak out. Karen says that the vibrator is hooked up to a battery that is strapped to my leg and that it also has the ability to deliver electrical shocks to my pussy she adds pads to my butt so they can receive the shock treatment. Never fear she exclaims my breasts are already connected as the corset has electrodes built into it. She releases the ratchet and the leg cuffs are attached to each other with a cord so it will not make any noise. With the cord attached to the cuffs I can only take small steps about 6 inches at a time. Karen undoes the suspension cuffs and declares I am ready as the music starts.
My Father meets me at my dressing room door and asks me if I am ready? He informs me this is my last chance to run and am I sure I want to go through with this? I reflect a moment and think of how I am outfitted under the gown, what brought me to accept this and about the man who I will let control my life outside of work. I tell my Father I am very happy and will be happy. Dad pulls the veil over my head and hands me my flowers. We start down the aisle to my darling and my future willing enslavement. As my Dad walks me down the aisle, I begin to remember the events that brought me to this.
Yes exactly one year ago I took my personal assistant out to the Paddock Bar & Grill where we celebrated the closing of a major deal I worked out. I thought about how Karen who is still my personal assistant at work and future sister-in-law introduced me to her brother Mike. We sat at a table with our drinks and I suppose I had a few when I spotted Mike at the bar I commented to Karen “hey look at that guy in the suit at the end of the bar he is such a hunk.” Karen looked and asked me if it was the one with the red hair that was cut short. When I told her that it was that guy and I would love to have the nerve to just introduce myself to him and invite him over. Karen told me go right ahead and do it just walk over and introduce myself. I finished my drink and was half way through another when I finally got the nerve up to tell Karen that in spite of being a vice president in sales and marketing for a major drug company I could not do that. Karen looked at me in shock and said you fight and claw your way to where you are in a man’s world and cannot go talk to one sitting at the end of a bar? She looked at me with a really sad far off look in her eyes and told me that she was very dominant at work but in her private life she preferred to have someone else make any and all decisions for her. Laura looked so sad as she told me that her body made it almost impossible for her to find a man that could meet her needs wants and desires. The few relationships she has had in the past were failures because the men felt so intimidated by her size that they usually developed a complex and simply let the relationship go.
Two more rounds of drinks and I was in tears as I opened up and explained my dilemma to Karen. Look at me I stand six foot eight inches and weigh 280 pounds. I am not fat at all since I am so tall and well curved. If I stood five foot five inches tall and was in the same weight proportions as I now am I would be a knockout and men would be lining up. Instead, with my height weight proportions I scare the hell out of most men. I want a man to love me, I want to care for his every need want desire and I want him to care for my wants and desires. I need to be able to have a man not be intimidated by my size and accept me as a submissive slave outside of work. I seek the impossible I want a man that will accept my gift of submission and be faithful for that man I would do anything accept any pain or pleasure he chose to bestow upon me. I in suddenly realized what I had talked about to Karen and now was horrified that I had. Karen told me that my secret was safe with her. We ordered dinner and another round of drinks. Karen asked me did I really still want to meet the man at the end of the bar? I remember she did not wait for my answer, the waiter came over with dinner and Karen told him to buy Mike a drink on her he left and told the bar tender to get Mike a drink. I looked at her and said you know him? Karen told me she should that he was her brother. I was reminded by her she would not say anything about our conversation earlier tonight but if I wanted Mike would probably have dinner with us if I wanted.
Mike got the drink and came over to the table,” thanks sis for the drink” but was staring at me and asked Karen who her friend was. Karen introduced me to Mike and told me to stand up I had sat there with an odd look on her face and did not move. Finally, I stood up and found myself having to look up at Mike? For several minutes I was quite speechless just stood there looking at Mike, but Mike did no better he stood there looking at me not saying anything either.