Tokens of Love 3: A Traditional Wedding

A few days later, I joined Luisa and her mother for breakfast on the terrace so they could explain the wedding arrangements. They were both dressed in business suits, Veronica in a dark grey suit with grey hose while Luisa was in black. They were stunning.

"We need to get you fitted for your suit, darling," Luisa said, looking at her notes. "We’ll start that today. Of course, your suit will be white."

"White?" I asked, startled. "Me in white?"

"It’s traditional," Luisa explained patiently. "And appropriate as you are a virgin, aren’t you?"

I blushed. "Yes," I mumbled.

"Pardon?" Veronica inquired politely.

"I’m still a virgin," I said more loudly, my face burning.

"Of course you are, darling," Luisa said. "I think it’s sweet and so special." She sipped some orange juice. "I will be in the traditional red."

"You’ll be a beautiful bride," Veronica said as I sat stunned. I tried to imagine the wedding with the groom in white and the bride in red. This family had some very strange traditions.

"Finish your breakfast, dear," Luisa ordered. "We have to visit Roberta."

Roberta lived in a large warehouse on the outskirts of town. She opened the door as we walked out of the elevator to greet us. Luisa and Roberta kissed and I was introduced. A tall blonde woman in black trousers and black silken top, she presented a severe picture as she shook my hand.

"Congratulations," she said. "You’re a very lucky man. It’s not often a family of Luisa’s traditions accepts someone from outside."

Luisa went off with several of Roberta’s assistants to try on the wedding dress. "Follow Roberta’s instructions, darling," she said as she left. Roberta led me to a smaller room with mirrors on one wall and a a long padded table.

"Clothes off," she said casually and I was stunned. "Quickly," she snapped. "I haven’t got all day." Recalling what Luisa had said, I took all my clothes off and stood naked with my chastity tube in front of this stranger. "Follow me," she said and she led me to a tiled shower room. "Stand there with legs apart. This won’t damage your chastity tube," she said spraying foam onto my crotch, completely covering my balls and pubic area. I was mortified and even more humiliated when she sprayed it into my ass crack as well as my chest and back. "Now," she ordered. "Don’t move for twenty minutes."

The twenty minutes felt like an eternity as my body began to burn where the foam covered it. Finally, she returned and ordered me into the shower where the water washed the foam and my body hair down the drain. Roberta inspected my hairless body. "Much better," she said staring at my now bald balls and handing me a towel.

After I was dry, she measured me all over for the wedding suit she was making and muttered to her self while she did it. I then lay on the table as instructed and was stunned when she handcuffed my hand to it.

I was about to say something when Luisa walked in. "You look better all ready, darling," she said, calmly producing the key to unlock the chastity device. Roberta took the tube and left the room. Luisa inspected my bald groin. "Much better, darling."

"But Luisa," I whined. "It will be very itchy when it grows back."

"It won’t grow back, darling. It’s permanent. Roberta’s secret formula." Shocked, I stared down at my denuded crotch and Luisa patted my leg. "It’s very attractive, darling," she said reassuringly and my cock started to stir from the touch of my hand. "Oh Billy," she admonished. "You’re getting hard."

"I’m sorry," I said my erect cock obscenely bobbing in my hairless groin. Roberta walked back in and I flushed in embarrassment.

"I thought that would happen," she said calmly and pushed an ice back against my balls.

"Ow," I yelped and my cock softened immediately. Roberta threaded it into the chastity tuibe and locked the device on. I saw that ‘Property of Luisa Ciccosa’ was now engraved on it.

"Now, darling," Luisa said standing very close to me. "The engraving is one of our traditions and there’s another one I want you to do for me."

She smiled at me and my heart melted. "What is it?" I asked meekly.

"A tattoo of the family crest, like the one on those tokens you love so much," she said mischievously, eyes twinkling and I blushed. "Roll over, darling," she said and I did so Roberta could start work. The tattoo was to be on my ass, on the right cheek to be exact and the needle hummed for quite a while as Roberta completed her work of art.

When it was over, they released me, I gingerly got dressed and followed Luisa to a small room with a sofa and other furniture. Coffee cups sat on the table and Luisa motioned at me to pour. "We waited until they’re ready for my next fitting," she explained, sipping her coffee. "They had to make some adjustments." She looked deep in to my eyes. "Does the tattoo hurt?" she asked.

"A little," I said and she giggled.

"You looked so sexy on that table with your hairless butt getting the tattoo. Very sexy. Show me the tube," she whispered.

I looked around the empty room but knew better than to argue and unzipped my pants, revealing the newly engraved chastity tube. My cock throbbed as Luisa looked down at it. Slowly, she slid her black skirt up to reveal the sheer black pantyhose. She wasn’t wearing panties and her pussy was visible through the sheer nylon. She smiled at me when I started after I heard voices outside the door. "They won’t come in for another fifteen minutes or so. Stand in front of me, darling," she said and I did, pants around my ankles.

Luisa stared fixedly at the chastity tube with its engraving while her hand slid into her pantyhose. Startled, I realised she was masturbating while she looked at the chastity device. "All locked up," she murmured, "now mine." Her breathing became ragged and in a few moments she quivered in a low orgasm. "That was pleasant," she smiled as she adjusted her clothing and I dressed as well.

I looked at her expectantly and she giggled. "No token for that, darling. I did all the work." Roberta entered and they made arrangements to pick the wedding outfits up. The wedding was scheduled for five weeks so everything was moving on time.

Disappointed I didn’t get a token, I followed Luisa to the car and sullenly stared out the window for most of the way. She stopped the car and turned to face me. "Darling, I’m disappointed in your attitude. You can not expect a token for doing nothing. Just for that, I’m not going to use you for three weeks."

"Luisa," I cried. "I haven’t got one token and that means it could be six weeks! I couldn’t last!"

"Could be six months," she said in an icy voice. "It does depend whether I’m in the mood, darling. I can go without for months."

"Please Luisa, don’t do this," I begged. "It’s just that I’m so horny."

"What will it be like when we’re married when you have to get five tokens? I think a long period without will teach you to value me."

"I’m sorry, Luisa. Please don’t punish me like that."

"Punishment? Is that what you think?" she said indignantly. "I can’t be expected to be aroused all the time, especially by a boyfriend who has temper tantrums!"

I was panicking. Months without relief would be hell and she knew it. "I’m sorry I upset you. I should be punished for that," I babbled. "Please choose another way."

She looked at me carefully. "Is that what you want?" I nodded frantically and she smiled, started the car again. I felt apprehensive as we drove to the compound in silence where she told me to wait for her in the guesthouse.

She appeared twenty minutes later with a carry bag and ordered me to strip naked. Silently, she handcuffed my hands behind my back and gagged me with a strange ball. A bar connected to leather straps was shackled around my knees, pushing my thighs apart.

Luisa stood back and examined me with a twinkle in her eyes. "You look so cute and helpless. Can you speak?" A few muffled sounds escaped from my blocked mouth. "Good. Now," she said, producing a thin cane from the bag and she giggled as my eyes widened in shock.

"Five strokes on each thigh is appropriate, darling, for temper tantrums" she said, moving closer. The first stroke cut me across the sensitive upper thigh, inches from my balls and I flinched in agony, screaming into the gag. "Don’t move about," she warned. "I would hate to hit those nice plump balls of yours." The ten strokes were pure agony and I moaned into the gag with tears streaming from my eyes.

When she finished, she calmly undid the spreader bar while I stared down at the thin red welts across the top of my legs, sobbing and gasping for breath as she pulled the gag away. "There," she soothed, "it’s over. A lesson well learnt." Luisa sat down on the bed and slid her skirt up. "Now that’s over, darling, I’ll give you the opportunity to earn a token." She spread her legs and I stared at her pussy flattened behind the nylon mesh of her pantyhose. My hands were still handcuffed so I gingerly knelt and started kissing her through the pantyhose while her fingers tousled my hair. "We must have your hair fixed before the wedding," she said absently as I licked and kissed through the nylon.

Finally, she gently pushed me away. "Sorry, darling, I just can’t get in the mood. We’ll try again soon." Luisa undid my hands and, without a backward glance, left me to they pain of my whipped thighs and my newly acquired tattoo.

Somehow the balance of power in our relationship had tipped even more dramatically to her, leaving me with none as my poor cock squirmed in its unforgiving prison.

Luisa ignored me for the rest of the week as I limped my way around the estate completing my chores. I had yet to earn a token and my cock was throbbing in the chastity tube as we moved closer to the wedding date.

She was obviously busy with wedding plans, waving gaily to me as she drove off, leaving me to my tasks. At night, I ate alone in the kitchen.

On Saturday, Luisa took me to a hairdresser and, on her instructions, my hair was cut very short and tinted blonde. I knew better than to argue. We enjoyed coffee afterwards and chatted like two young lovers except there was always the underlying feeling that we both knew she was in charge and I would do anything she wanted.

That night I begged to lick her but she smiling told me her period had come and my tongue was to have a rest. We cuddled as my cock squirmed in the chastity tube.

The weeks dragged by as I became even more horny with no end in sight. After her period finished, Luisa let me lick her pussy after I frantically begged but, after twenty minutes with no success, she pushed me away, claiming she still wasn’t in the mood. The thought occurred to me that she was punishing me, demonstrating her power over me as I still needed to achieve three tokens to come. After our wedding, it was five tokens and I was frantic to achieve orgasm before that tradition came into being.

We returned to Roberta’s to pick up the wedding clothes and I was devoted to Luisa as my cock pulsed helplessly in the tube. I would do anything for her and she knew it.

She insisted I get naked as Robert brought my outfit out and I was shocked when she showed it to me. The white pants were like ballet tights with a hole on the ass to display the tattoo and the outline of my cock in its tube was clearly visible in the tight white crotch. My face was crimson wit embarrassment as I slipped the sleeveless white top and white sandals on.

"Luisa," I began but her cold stare cut me short.

"You’re not going to complain, are you darling?" she said.

"No," I said quickly.

"Good," she said, moving in front of me and cupping my balls in her hand. "I want your tight package on display and I want my friends to see how I have you under control. You want that too, don’t you darling?" she said sweetly and my cock yearned for release.

"Yes," I mumbled, my face burning as Roberta looked on in amusement.

"Good," she said, releasing my balls and turning to Roberta. "What do you think?"

"Looks great. He’s got a terrific body."

"Yes he has. I’m getting a little horny." She turned back to me. "Like to earn a token, darling?’

"Please," I mumbled, flushing still while Roberta smiled.

"Use my office," Roberta said. "Give me the clothes back and I’ll take them in to make it tighter around the crotch."

Naked, I followed Luisa to Roberta’s office where she laid back on the couch, legs spread. I gasped when I saw she wasn’t wearing panties when she teasingly raised her skirt and knelt before her, my tongue licking her pussy lips.

"Your licking is nice, darling," she said, smiled down at me. "But I want a little more." Surprised, I took the vibrator she handed me and, puzzled, examined it. "Let me show you,’ she said huskily and I followed her instructions licking her pussy and then sliding the buzzing vibrator in and out as her juices ran down her leg. My tongue worked tirelessly as I followed her orders with the vibrator as she moaned on the couch. My cock squirmed in the chastity tube as I used the fake cock on her and realised that my position in her life was constantly changing.

Finally, her groaned and came as my face was pulled against her wet pussy. A few moments later she smiled as she adjusted her clothing. "Nice, darling. Lick the cock clean,’ she said calmly, " so I can put in back in my bag." Face flushing, I did so while she watched me and then, after putting the vibrator back in her bag, she placed a token on my neck chain.

I followed her back to the work area to pick my clothes up under Roberta’s knowing gaze. Humiliated, I drove home with Luisa as the days rolled closer to the wedding.

The days and nights dragged on with only fleeting moments with Luisa as I wrestled with my increasing desire and my continued denial.

A week from the wedding, Luisa took me to a stone chapel overlooking the town for the all-important wedding rehearsal.

Veronica met us at the glass doors. "Hurry up you two, you’re late."

"Sorry mother," Luisa sang gaily.

"But what do I say?" I asked as we pushed through the doors. "I don’t know what you’ve arranged," I said plaintively.

"You just say ‘I do’, darling," she said with a smile. "Now, let me introduce you to the bridesmaids." I turned and was immediately embarrassed when I saw the two bridesmaids were Carol and Kay. They giggled at me and I flushed, remembering what they had seen at the movies. Luisa smiled at them and guided me towards a tall darkly handsome man who was talking to Roberta. "This is Andrew," Luisa said. "The best man."

Andrew smiled, showing perfect white teeth against his dark skin. "Congratulations," he said. "You’re a lucky man," Andrew said, grasping Luisa around the waist. "I’d marry her myself but I couldn’t last more than a day in that thing." His eyes travelled to the crotch of my jeans and I blushed. "I’m too virile," he laughed. "Much to horny." And Luisa laughed with him while Veronica smiled fondly at him..

"Come on," Luisa said. "Time for the rehearsal.

I was shocked to find that Roberta was conducting the ceremony and she told me in a perfunctory manner to kneel next to Luisa in front of the altar and to answer simply. I did so and was surprised when Luisa stood next to me and did not kneel like I was. Thinking I had misheard Roberta, I got to my feet. "No, darling," Luisa said frowning at me. "You kneel and I stand."

I was humiliated as the bridesmaids giggled and Andrew smiled down at me. Carol and Kay stood behind me while the best man stood behind Luisa. Very strange, I thought, wishing it was over. I was also shocked to find I was giving up my surname and I would become Billy Ciccosa

Luisa was humming to herself as we drove back. "Do we have to do the ceremony that way?" I whined.

"It’s traditional, dear."

"But it’s embarrassing."

She flicked her icy eyes over me. "You’re not complaining, are you darling?" she asked coldly. "Not another temper tantrum?"

"No, no," I said quickly.

"As I said, it’s traditional, " she said firmly. "And I’m a very traditional girl."

And that was that.

My cock was throbbing with desire on the day before the wedding. I was so aroused I was constantly on the edge but with no relief in sight. I had one token and Luisa had resisted all ways to award me further tokens prior to the wedding.

"But I’ll need five tokens after the wedding," I whined to her after she had told me once again she wasn’t in the mood.

"No, darling," she smiled. "You’ll only need four. Have you forgotten you’ve got one around your neck?"

"Four!" It might as well be a thousand.

"Don’t worry, darling," she said with a glorious wink. "I’m sure you’ll be able to get those on our wedding night."

"Oh," I said mollified. "Are you sure?"

She took my arm to walk me to dinner. "Very sure. It will be very special."

Veronica, dressed superbly in dark-green suit, whirled into the guesthouse on the morning of the wedding day without knocking and waited until I dressed in the embarrassing outfit. The white pants were so tight, the outline of the chastity tube on my cock was plainly visible and my tattoo could be seen through the opening on my ass. What’s more, the sleeveless white top I was to wear was almost transparent so my hairless body could be seen through it. The blonde man in the reflection in the mirror showed a person I did not recognise and I suddenly realised my identity had been reshaped by Luisa. However, I was so aroused I would do anything to come as my cock throbbed constantly in that unforgiving tube.

Luisa was stunning in a flared red dress and matching hat. Striking, compelling and beautiful, she led the way down the aisle where I dutifully knelt beside her for the ceremony. The chapel was packed with Luisa’s friends with Veronica and caruso seated proudly in the front row.

Andrew stood next to Luisa while Carol and Kay flanked me, dressed in matching black suits. They smiled down at me as I knelt in front of the altar and Roberta commenced the ceremony. My only part was to say ‘I do’ when asked and then Roberta told me to kiss the bride.

This was the part I especially hated. Flushing with shame, I bent my head and kissed her shoes and the chapel erupted in applause and cheers. The crowd milled around congratulating Luisa who had a huge smile on her beautiful face. I noticed that most of the people congratulating her were women while their male partners respectfully hung back.

Many women inspected me up and down and I flushed in embarrassment but, thankfully, we were soon moving in for the lunch. I sat between Carol and Kay while Luisa sat with Andrew and her parents.

Luisa gave a wonderful speech about commitment and honouring our partners and I flushed with pride. At the end of the lunch, Luisa told me I must thank Carol and Kay for being bridesmaids and I asked how long the speech should be as my cock throbbed.

"No, dear," Luisa said, eyes sparkling. "You ask them if they would like to be thanked. Meanwhile, I’ll thank Andrew."

I asked Carol and Kay and they led me to a small room where they casually lifted their skirts and I was suddenly staring at two shaven pussies. Shocked, I stuttered something meaningless and Carol glared at me. "Luisa told you to thank us," she said. "This is how you do it. Now, get on with it!"

Cock pulsing in the chastity tube, I knelt before them and began to lick the bald pussies while they kissed each other. Jealously flood over me as I wondered how Luisa was thanking Andrew! The bridesmaids came together and I rose with my face slick with their juices.

Kay smiled at me. "Luisa said you were good. She was right," she said and I felt a foolish pride as I returned to the reception. Luisa joined me shortly after and I looked around for Andrew but couldn’t see him. "Come, darling," she said. "Time for us to leave for our special night." My cock throbbed even harder. Luisa drove us to a small hotel and we took over the honeymoon suite. I drew some astonished looks as I followed a regal Luisa through the lobby but I was so driven by desire I would do anything for her.

Wedding gifts were piled on a table in one corner of the suite and Luisa ordered me to strip. As I stepped out of that embarrassing outfit there was a tap at the door. "That will be the champagne," Luisa said. "Get it, darling." Horrified, my mouth gaped and she fixed me with that cold stare. "Is there a problem, darling?"

"Luisa, I’m naked!"

"You have your chastity tube on. Answer it." The maid bearing the champagne was startled for a moment and then appraisingly looked me up and down as she passed, her eyes lingering on the chastity tube encircling my deprived cock. Luisa signed for the champagne and the maid gave me a little smile as she passed. Face burning, I closed the door behind her and turned to find Luisa laying on the bed, legs apart and skirt raised. My eyes fixed on her magnificent pussy. "We need four tokens, don’t we darling?" she asked sweetly and I fell to my knees, immersing my face in her fragrant pussy.

It took a while but she finally came and she smiled down at me as I stared up at her, my jaw aching and my face wet. "Three to go," she smiled. "Get me some champagne, darling," she instructed, moving to the bathroom. When she returned, she was wearing a slinky white slip with a lace trim and my cock squirmed even more. She knew I was on the edge and she sat on a sofa, sipping the champagne as I stared at her large breasts moving in the lace-covered top of her slip.

"Darling, that was a nice orgasm. Small but pleasant. Sit here," she said pointing at the carpet next to her feet. "However," she said as I settled at her feet, "you have to get a little more adventurous to keep pleasing me. Are you ready for that, darling?" she asked and I nodded. I was so aroused I was trembling as my cock pulsed. "There is a gift from Roberta on the table. Bring it here."

Luisa opened the box and removed a strange object of leather straps. Smiling she slipped it over my head and locked it in place. Reaching into the gift-box, she retrieved a large black dildo, which was fastened to the front of the leather straps so the fat end sat firmly in my mouth. "Follow me," she said, leading the way to the bedroom and I lay on the bed with the dildo sticking obscenely in the air from my head. Luisa laughed at me, lowered herself onto the dildo and I could only watch as her pussy slid down the fat fake cock until she was sitting on my face.

Slowly, she raised herself up, teased her pussy lips with the fake cock and then, suddenly, plunged down. Slowly, she began to fuck my face and I watched as my cock squirmed in its prison.

After she calmed down from her orgasm, she slid off the dildo and smiled at me. "You get a token for that one, darling, as I couldn’t have done it without you". The mask was removed and I flexed my jaw, desperate for relief as I was just one token away.

"Luisa," I said desperately. "What else would you like to do?"

She settled into the sofa and flicked the television on. "Nothing at the moment, darling," she said calmly, sipping the champagne. "Maybe later."

She watched two programs and I was desperate, balancing on the edge as my cock flexed in the chastity tube. I would do anything to get that final token "Luisa," I begged. "Would you like to try something else now?"

She looked down at me. "Do you have something in mind?" I shook my head and she appeared to think for a moment. "I have an idea. Get my mother’s gift." Once again I watched as she opened the box and, giggling, produced a pink dildo with a strap. Luisa peeled her slip off and I gawked at her magnificent body as she strapped the dildo in front of her so it jutted from her like a huge erection. "It is our wedding night, darling. One of us should get fucked."

I was shocked but, pushed by desire, had no choice so, moments later, I knelt on the bed with my ass in the air as my new wife lubricated me.

What can I say? The pain, the humiliation and the utter submission of the act combined to push me to a zone I had never entered before. She grunted as she slid in and out of me as my cock vainly attempted to swell in the tube. I did what she wanted, even pushing back so she could get more traction against her clitoris when she demanded it.

Finally, after fucking me for what seemed like hours, my wife collapsed on me in pleasure, screaming loudly as she rocked with her orgasm. I could not look her in the eye as she pulled from me, slapped me on the rump and went to the bathroom.

She returned in her slip and handcuffed me to the bed so I was spreadeagled against the linen. "See, darling," she giggled. "Easy to get four tokens, wasn’t it?" I nodded dumbly and she quickly blindfolded me so I was plunged into darkness. "Just relax, darling," she said as I felt her remove the chastity tube. Time for a little fun." I groaned with joy as my cock burst into full erection and I felt her fasten something tightly around the base of my cock. "Don’t want you to cum quickly, darling as that may spoil the enjoyment.

I moaned with pure abandon as I felt her hand slowly stroke me bringing me closer and closer. "Do you like my hand, darling?"

"Yes, yes," I moaned.

"Fuck my hand," she said and her hand fell still. Raising my hips I pushed and pushed my cock through her hand as she giggled. "For a moment, I thought I heard another giggle but couldn’t be sure.

"Stop," she said and her hand resumed the slow stroking.

"Oh God," I croaked.

"Goddess," she corrected and I heard another giggle. I was sure there was someone else in the room. Maybe more than one person and I remembered how Veronica had displayed her husband. Was this another tradition? "Goddess," she said again as her hand stopped. I was desperate for her to continue. "Goddess," I moaned. "Goddess," I repeated and her hand started to move but, even though I was so close, I couldn’t cum because of the tight device around the base of my cock.

"Who’s a goddess, darling?" she purred as her hand slicked up and down my dripping cock.

"You are. You are," I babbled and I heard several giggles. Humiliation swept over me as I imagined what I must look like to my unseen audience as Luisa stroked my cock and tickled my bald balls to keep me on the edge.

"That’s nice, darling," she said and her hand left my cock bobbing in my denuded crocth. "I have to have a drink with the bridal party, dear so you’ll have to wait."

"Please, no," I begged, tears beginning to roll down my cheek. "Please don’t leave me this way, my goddess," I added, my voice breaking in desperation. "I’ll do anything! Anything!"

"All right darling, I’ll have a drink here". Champagne was poured into glasses and I knew there were several people in the room.

"Now, darling," she said and I felt the bed shift as she sat next to me. "I’d like you to have your hair shaved off." Her hand slowly started to stroke my cock and I was frantic. "Would you do that for me?"

"Yes, yes," I babbled. "Tomorrow."

"No, darling, she said firmly. "Now." A pillow was thrust under my shoulders and I heard the hum of electric clippers as they harvested my hair. Luisa’s hand kept stroking my cock and I trembled with the absolute need to cum. Someone then shaved my head and my head felt cold and naked.

"Very chic," she said and I felt her undoing the device around the base of my cock. "Darling, cum for us." She didn’t have to say it twice and I bucked against her still hand like a rutting dog, oblivious to the giggles and laughter until I erupted with a scream.

When the tremors had pass, I lay on the bed soaked in my cum and wallowing in humiliation as I began my traditional marriage.

End Part 3
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