Becoming Mrs. Cocwife

Day of the Wedding

I wake up with a jolt as the reality of my wedding day hits me. Today was the day I would be legally married to James's cock. I sit up in bed, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The thought of spending the rest of my life as a naked pet for James's pleasure made me feel both aroused and scared at the same time.

I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom, feeling the coolness of the tiles under my feet. I start brushing my teeth, trying to calm my nerves. As I spit the toothpaste out, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and realize that I am completely naked. It hits me again that I would be naked throughout my wedding day.

I step into the shower, the warm water cascading down my body. I take my time, making sure to shave every inch of my body and waxing to ensure that there is no hair left behind. I wanted to be perfect for James's cock, to show him how much I loved and worshipped him.

As I get out of the shower, I feel a sense of vulnerability wash over me. I am about to walk down the aisle naked, in front of so many people. I know that they would be judging me and I can't help but feel nervous about it.

But then I remind myself of the perks of being James's cock servant. I would have a luxurious life with everything taken care of, and most importantly, I would get to serve James's cock which I loved so much.

As I stepped out of the shower, I took a deep breath. Today was the day I was going to marry James's cock. I had shaved and waxed every inch of my body, making sure I was completely smooth and hairless. I knew that James would expect nothing but the best for his cock and I had to make sure I was perfect for him.

As I walked into the dining room, James was already seated at the table with his extended family, enjoying a lavish breakfast. My heart raced as I saw all of his family members staring at me, knowing what was going to happen next. Suddenly, James made a hand gesture and pointed to his crotch, indicating that it was time for me to service him.

Without hesitation, I crawled under the table towards James's crotch, feeling the eyes of his family on me. I knew that they were all used to seeing me naked and serving James, but it still made me nervous. I got on my knees in front of his crotch, my face only inches away from his zipper. I could feel his cock straining against the fabric, eager to be freed.

With a deep breath, I slowly unzipped James's pants, revealing his cock to me. His family members chuckled and made jokes about how I was marrying a literal penis, but I ignored them. This was my life now, and I had to accept it. I gently took James's cock in my hand and began to stroke it, feeling it grow harder and harder.

As the family finished their breakfast and left the room, I continued to service James's cock under the table. It was my duty as his wife, after all. And as I pleasured him, I knew that this was my purpose in life. To be at the beck and call of James's cock, for as long as I lived.

I was on my knees under the dining room table, naked and with James's cock in my mouth. I could feel the throbbing of his member as it moved in and out of my mouth, the tip hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. The sensations were waking me up from my sleepy daze and I couldn't believe that this would be my life now, married to a cock.

As James and his extended family chatted and ate breakfast, I tried to focus on the task at hand, but my mind kept wandering to the thoughts of my special wedding day. I couldn't believe that I was going to marry a cock instead of a man. It was humiliating, but I had to do it. It was the only way I could have the life that I had become accustomed to.

As James's cock throbbed in my mouth, I couldn't help but think of how my mornings had been for the past two years. Starting each day with a cock in my mouth and swallowing down cum as my breakfast. It was a life that I had grown used to, but the thought of being a cock wife was still so humiliating.

I continued to suck on James's cock, feeling it grow harder with each passing moment. The thoughts of my upcoming wedding and my life as a cock wife filled my head, but I knew that this was my reality now. I was a slave to James's cock and I would do anything to please it. The humiliation was just something that I would have to live with.

I was on my knees under the dining room table, naked and with James's cock in my mouth. I could feel the throbbing of his member as it moved in and out of my mouth, the tip hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. The sensations were waking me up from my sleepy daze and I couldn't believe that this would be my life now, married to a cock.

As James and his extended family chatted and ate breakfast, I tried to focus on the task at hand, but my mind kept wandering to the thoughts of my special wedding day. I couldn't believe that I was going to marry a cock instead of a man. It was humiliating, but I had to do it. It was the only way I could have the life that I had become accustomed to.

As James's cock throbbed in my mouth, I couldn't help but think of how my mornings had been for the past two years. Starting each day with a cock in my mouth and swallowing down cum as my breakfast. It was a life that I had grown used to, but the thought of being a cock wife was still so humiliating.

I continued to suck on James's cock, feeling it grow harder with each passing moment. The thoughts of my upcoming wedding and my life as a cock wife filled my head, but I knew that this was my reality now. I was a slave to James's cock and I would do anything to please it. The humiliation was just something that I would have to live with.

I was on my knees under the dining table, naked as the day I was born and giving James a blowjob. He was enjoying it to the fullest, moaning softly as I took his cock deep into my mouth. I was in a sleepy daze, still not fully awake after being up so early for the wedding day. Suddenly, James pulled out his cock and I felt his hot cum splatter all over my face. It was a massive load, covering my forehead, cheeks and even reaching my chin.

James grinned down at me, pleased with himself for marking me so thoroughly. "Come on now, darling. Let's show everyone what a beautiful masterpiece I've created on your face." He said, gesturing for me to come out from under the table.

I felt a wave of panic wash over me, realizing that I was about to face James's entire extended family with his cum all over my face. I hesitated, feeling humiliated and embarrassed. "I can't do that, James." I whispered, my voice trembling.

But James was insistent, and he began to tug at my arm, urging me to stand up. "Come on, Nisha. Don't be shy. It's just family." He said, his tone light and teasing.

I stayed on my knees, feeling the cum slowly drip down my face. I was mortified at the thought of facing his family like this. I felt degraded, humiliated and exposed. But James wouldn't take no for an answer, and I knew that I had no choice but to obey.

I was nervous and anxious as I sat on the floor beneath the dining table where James was having breakfast with his extended family. As I started to suck on his cock, James began to moan and I knew he was close. Suddenly, he came all over my face, coating it with his thick gooey cum. I groaned, knowing what was about to happen next.

But I wasn't prepared for James to pull me out from under the table and expose me to his family. I cried out in protest, but he was too strong for me. I stood naked in front of his family with his cum all over my face, feeling embarrassed and humiliated.

The kids in the family started to make disgusted faces and sounds, while some of the adults were laughing and jeering. James's mother, however, was more interested in me displaying James's sperm proudly on my face. "Oh my dear, you look positively beautiful with my son's cum all over your face. Don't be shy, show it off!" she exclaimed.

I hesitated, feeling embarrassed and ashamed, but eventually I complied with her request. I posed in various positions, including the victory pose and hands on hips, as everyone in the room took photos and laughed. I couldn't wait for this torture to be over.

As I stood in front of James's extended family with his cum all over my face, I felt nothing but humiliation. I wasn't turned on at all, just embarrassed beyond belief. James's mother looked at me with a wicked grin on her face and said, "Now while we are eating I want you to go to everyone's chair and take a selfie with them. Make sure that you get your cum covered face and whole naked body in the picture. This is the morning of your wedding day and you just woke up. You should remember this for the rest of your life".

I wanted to run away from there, to disappear into thin air but I knew that I couldn't. I had to obey James's mother and do as she said. I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I walked around the table, taking selfies with each of them. I could see the disgust on their faces as they looked at me, and I could feel the humiliation building up inside of me.

As I posed for the pictures, I couldn't help but think about my life and how I had ended up here, naked and covered in cum, being humiliated in front of James's family. I felt a mix of emotions, anger, sadness, and humiliation. I wanted to scream, to tell them that I wasn't a toy, that I was a human being with feelings, but I knew that it would be pointless.

I took a deep breath and walked over to James's grandmother's table. She looked at me with disgust and said, "You filthy whore, how dare you show your face here after what you have done with my grandson's cock." I could feel the tears stinging my eyes, but James's mother insisted that I take a picture with her. So, I stood there with my cum-covered face and my naked body as James's grandmother slapped me hard across the face. "You deserve that, you shameless woman," she said, as the flash went off.

I then walked over to James's teen cousin, but before I could take the picture, James's sister spoke up. "Hey, cousin, why don't you grab her butt? You know, experience it for the first time," she said with a smirk. I was taken aback as he grabbed my buttocks for the picture, and my reaction in the picture was of shock and humiliation.

Finally, I walked over to James's sister, who asked me to take my tongue out and lick the cum off my face. "Come on, you don't want to waste James's precious cum, do you? Lick it off like the good little whore you are," she said with a sneer. I closed my eyes and did as she asked, feeling the disgust rise in my throat as I licked the sticky substance off my face. This was my life now, and I had no choice but to obey.

As I walked around the dining room, I felt so vulnerable and exposed with my cum covered face and my naked body on display for everyone to see. James's father grabbed my breasts and squeezed them tightly as he took a picture with me. I felt humiliated, but I knew that this was the life I had chosen. I walked over to James and he told me that he wanted to make a video instead. I felt my heart sink as he explained what he wanted me to do. I couldn't believe that he was asking me to do this in front of his entire family.

I took a deep breath and began my speech. "Today, I am marrying James's cock. I know that some of you may find this strange, but it is my choice. I love being James's sex slave and I love serving him every morning. I am proud to be the first person to get married to a penis, and I know that this is the life I was meant to lead. James's cum is precious, and I will make sure to never let a single drop go to waste. I am grateful for the opportunity to serve him in this way, and I promise to always be obedient to his every command. Today, I pledge my love and devotion to James's cock, and I vow to be his faithful and loving wife for as long as I live."

As I finished my speech, I felt a mix of emotions. Part of me was excited to be marrying James's cock and starting a new life as his wife. But at the same time, I felt humiliated and degraded by the way he had forced me to do this in front of his family. Nonetheless, I knew that this was the life I had chosen, and I was determined to make the most of it.

I stood in the drawing room with James and his extended family, feeling incredibly embarrassed as I had cum stains all over my face. I had just finished taking photos with everyone and had hoped that I could quickly wash my face and get ready for the wedding. However, James's mother had other ideas.

"Alright everyone, it's time to leave for the wedding venue," James's mother announced. "Nisha, you can't wash your face. You need to wear that cum proudly since you're marrying James's cock."

I was taken aback by her words and couldn't believe what I was hearing. "I'm sorry, what?" I asked, feeling mortified.

"You heard me," James's mother replied firmly. "It needs to be obvious that you're marrying James's cock, and cum on your face is the best way to make it obvious."

"But...I can't go out in public like this," I protested, dropping down to my knees. "Please, let me wash my face. I don't want people to see me like this."

James's sister chimed in, "Nisha, you have to wear it. You don't look that great without cum on your face. This makes you look far prettier than you are."

I was shocked and humiliated by their words. I couldn't believe that they were making me do this on the most important day of my life. I begged and pleaded with them, my hands folded in front of me.

"I...I can't do this," I stammered, feeling tears welling up in my eyes. "Please, I'm begging you. Don't make me go out like this."

But my pleas fell on deaf ears as James's mother and sister remained firm in their decision. I knew that I had no choice but to go along with it and wear the cum on my face proudly, no matter how embarrassed I felt. As we left for the wedding venue, I couldn't help but feel anxious about the thousands of people who were going to see me naked and with cum on my face. It was a day that I would never be able to forget.

As the car drove down the street, I felt a mixture of emotions. I was nervous, excited, and humiliated all at once. The fact that I was sitting naked in the back seat with cum on my face, while James's sister and cousins sat beside me dressed impeccably, made me feel like an object. I felt so humiliated that it was my wedding day and I was being driven to the ceremony like this.

People on the street were staring at the car, some with their mouths open, as they saw a naked girl with cum on her face sitting inside. I could feel their eyes on me, judging me, and I felt so exposed and vulnerable. I wanted to hide under a rock and disappear.

As I looked out the window, I tried to think of something else, anything else. But the reality of the situation was too overwhelming. I was naked, with cum on my face, and on my way to marry James's cock. I felt like a piece of property, something to be used and discarded at his pleasure.

As we continued to drive, I couldn't help but wonder if this was really what I wanted. Did I really want to spend the rest of my life as James's sex slave, at the mercy of his every whim? Was this really the life I had signed up for?

But it was too late now, we were almost at the wedding destination and there was no turning back. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself, but the humiliation of the situation was too much to bear. I just wanted to disappear and forget that this day ever happened.

As we drove towards the wedding venue, I couldn't help but feel the nervousness creeping up in me. But what made it worse was the fact that I was sitting naked in the back seat of the car with James's sister sitting right beside me. She looked at me and said, "Nisha, you should spread your legs so that I can put on the clit jewellery, it will look so pretty."

I hesitated, "I don't know if I want to do that, James's sister. It's embarrassing and it's my wedding day."

But she was persistent, "Come on, darling. You're going to be naked in front of everyone anyway, what's the harm in showing them the inside of your clit? It'll be a lovely addition to your naked body. Everyone will love it."

I groaned, knowing that I couldn't argue with her. I slowly spread my legs, feeling exposed as she put on the clit jewellery. I could feel her fingers as she spread my clit wide, exposing the insides for everyone to see. I couldn't help but feel humiliated as she did it.

The jewellery looked terrible, with my clit spread wide open, the part that was always hidden even when I was naked was out for everyone to see. I could feel my face heating up with embarrassment as James's sister grinned at me, clearly pleased with her work.

I couldn't help but feel dread at the thought of everyone seeing me like this on my wedding day. I never thought I would feel so exposed and vulnerable in front of so many people.

I was sitting in the back seat of the car, naked except for the clit jewellery that James's sister had forced me to wear. I was feeling a mixture of emotions; nervousness, anger, and humiliation. It was my wedding day, and I had expected to feel special and beautiful, but instead, I felt exposed and vulnerable.

I glanced at James's family, who were all dressed in expensive and luxurious clothing. His sister was sitting right next to me, and I could see the disdain in her eyes as she looked at me. Her outfit was a beautiful gown, covering her from head to toe, while I sat beside her, completely naked except for the jewellery spread open my clit.

I felt humiliated and exposed, as the inside of my clit was something that nobody was supposed to see. But now, it was on full display for James's sister and the rest of his family. I couldn't help but compare myself to them, feeling inferior and inadequate. They were all dressed in expensive clothes, while I was left naked and exposed.

As we drove to the wedding venue, I couldn't help but feel like an object, a mere toy for James's pleasure. The cum on my face was a reminder of my place in his life, and the jewellery on my clit was a symbol of my submission to his desires.

I just hoped that the wedding ceremony would be over soon so that I could go back to being his sex toy and not have to face the judgmental eyes of his family.

Reaching the wedding venue

As the car pulled up to the wedding venue, my heart was pounding in my chest. I was nervous to be standing naked in front of such a large crowd, especially with James's sister sitting next to me in the car, staring at my exposed clit jewellery. But there was no turning back now, I had to go through with this.

As the driver opened the door, I stepped out of the car and was immediately met with the stunned gaze of hundreds of people. Some were gasping in shock, others pointing and whispering to each other, and a few even looked like they were about to faint. I could hear the cameras of the news reporters clicking away, capturing every moment of this bizarre and scandalous wedding.

I felt exposed and vulnerable, standing there naked with James's cum still on my face and the clit jewellery spreading my insides for everyone to see. But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and arousal at the thought of being on display like this.

As I made my way towards the wedding venue, I could hear people whispering things like "Who is she?", "What kind of wedding is this?", and "Is that really his cock's bride?". I could feel their eyes on me, judging me, and objectifying me. But I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the fact that I was about to marry James's cock, the man who had owned me and used me for years.

As I reached the entrance of the wedding venue, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. I was finally here, about to marry the man who had been my owner and master for so long. It was a strange feeling, but I knew that nothing would ever be the same after this day.