As a former driver in the KBG, I met hundreds of members, all with a tale to tell.
Over four years I witnessed a number of punishments, thousands of public humiliations and drove numerous brides to their kinky or porno wedding. Three white limousines were always available for such occasions as well as a large people carrier and a mobile home for 'On the Bridal Trail' days away. I drove the main limo, the 'Dark Secret', so named because of it's darkened windows, behind which any sexual act could be performed as I drove the occupants around city centre streets, parked in busy car parks, all crowded with people anxious to peer inside, or drove to discreet lay by's, much to the horror of my passengers if it was their first journey.
I'm going to begin with a story of my own, the story of my first weekend with the KBG, that is the Kinky Brides Group, and a beautiful girl called Laura.
I first met Laura on a sunny Saturday morning as I picked her up from her home. I helped her into the 'Dark Secret' with her large suitcase and drove her the short distance to Tulle Towers. As we drove I lowered the centre window separating my drivers cab from the sumptuous and spacious interior of this superb limo. Apparently Laura had been jilted at the alter some three months earlier and she had now arranged a form of revenge for her ex-fiancé.
On arrival at Tulle Towers, a large country mansion set in the rural hills at the end of a narrow twisty drive, I assisted Laura inside with her luggage and then waited outside as instructed by Madam Margaret. Madam Margaret and her husband and friends had founded the KBG in the early seventies and she was very much in charge on most days.
Over an hour later I got the call to return to the front door to collect Laura. A few minutes later she stepped out onto the wide stairway in a most magnificent bridal gown, her pretty face masked with several layers of lace trimmed veils. Her gown rustled and pivoted on her hips as she walked down the stairs towards me. I watched her every move as I took her hand to walk the few steps and help her into the limo. After assisting Laura to adjust her massive tulle filled gown into the seat around her, I gathered up her long shimmering train, still extending from the limo, and spread it around the floor.
I was then given my directions page by a transvestite ballerina, her erect clit so obvious, her tutu much too short. As she closed the limo door she spoke to Laura.
"Good luck Laura and thank you for allowing me to dress you in such a magnificent gown. I appreciate it very much as I am sure you can see."
Laura sniggered as we drove off. "I had heard they were a bit weird here and I was well warned when I approached Madam Margaret to do all this, but it was a bit strange being dressed in my bridal gown by a naked man in only stocking and suspenders. He was being punished for ejaculating over another bridal gown and I could here him draw breath each time my underskirts and gown brushed against him."
