"Now you may kiss the bride," our religious leader says and I happily kiss my new husband in front of all of the congregation. I can feel the love and happiness radiating off of him and I know that this is only the beginning of our journey together.
The wedding celebration is in full swing. After the final dance, we retire to our suite for our wedding night.
Our religious leader is already there, sitting on the bed, watching us newlyweds in a grandfatherly way.
When we greet him, he smiles at us and nods appreciatively. "As the leader of our religion, I have the right to the bride's first night," he reminds us.
My husband looks at me and nods. "Yes, Leader, please lead us."
"Undress your wife," he commands my husband, who complies quickly. My husband has always been a very obedient man.
"On your knees!" Our religious leader orders me, and I do so immediately. He pulls down his pants and underwear. His cock stands tall and proud. It is long and thick with a big mushroom head. The veins stand out along its length. It's a privilege to be deflowered and blessed by our religious leader's cock. I open my mouth and take his cock into it. He pushes his cock deep into my throat, choking me. I gag and cough but am rewarded with his approval when I finally catch my breath again.
"You are going to be a good little wife, aren't you?" our leader asks rhetorically.
He forces more of his cock down my throat while my new husband silently watches. I know he'd told me before that he was not looking forward to having our religious leader taste me first. I just told him that he was silly for thinking that way.
I carefully suck our leader's cock, taking it deeper each time until I'm able to fit most of his member inside my mouth. Then I bob up and down on him, sucking hard and fast trying to get as much of his cock as possible.
My husband's eyes are glued to my worshiping of our religious leader's cock. He seems mesmerized. I can see how secretly excited he is by what he sees. I wonder if this is what he thought it would be like?
"Suck harder," our religious leader tells me. I obey him. I want to please him, make him happy. I don't care about pleasing my husband anymore. I've given myself over completely to our religious leader. He is now my master. I love being his servant.
I feel a surge of power come from my worship of our leader's cock. I am no longer an ignorant bride; I am a powerful man's slave. I will do anything he wants me to. Anything!
"Sit on your hands and knees," he orders me. So I do.
My husband is still standing behind me, watching intently. I can tell he's nervous. Maybe even scared. But I also realize that he's aroused too.
I look back at our leader, and he smiles at me. This makes me feel safe. I trust him completely. A strange warmth comes over me. I feel safe, wanted, and loved. He is giving me everything I need. I feel our leader's hand caress my butt, gently squeezing it. I moan softly. I want him to touch me everywhere. He continues to squeeze my ass, moving his hands around to find my pussy. He finds it easily, and I quiver when he touches me there. He squeezes my clit between two fingers and I gasp loudly.
"Son, you're lucky to have her as your bride," our leader tells my husband. "She is a real woman."
I continue to moan and whimper as our leader's fingers play with my pussy. My husband is now standing near the two of us, and he is obviously turned on by what he sees. And I am beginning to enjoy seeing my husband's reaction to my submission to our leader. After all, he made me into this.
"Take off your clothes, son," our leader says to my husband. My husband obeys instantly and soon he's naked. I watch him closely, soaking in every detail of his body. I can see his cock growing hard under his balls. It looks so beautiful. "Now lay your wife on the bed face up", our leader orders. My husband does as he's told.
Then I hear our leader say: "Kneel next to your wife." My husband kneels beside me on the bed. I smile widely at him. I love him so much. I feel so secure knowing that he loves me too.
"I will make your wife a woman," our leader says and my husband replies, "Thank you, Leader."
"And then she'll be yours forever," our leader says, rubbing his cock against my pussy. I shiver. I love feeling his cock against my skin.
"But first, let's show her what a true man can give her," our leader adds, and I feel his cock press against my virgin pussy. I groan loudly.
I look over at my husband, who stares back at me, wide-eyed. What must he be thinking? That I'm submitting to another man? How could I ever submit to any other man after loving him so deeply? Sometimes, I think my husband's faith is a little lacking, but I hope to guide him with that too.
