I am getting married again in front of my husband

[debasree]

I am married,and look forward for a story where I can closely see myself.I am really not into porn story,I like erotica,where there is a story with sex.I don't like spanking, collar or someone treating me as subhuman. Although I like male dominance,taken in hand relationship.a consensual male led relationship,where a wife obeys her husband,because of his personality,may be because of his voice,the way he says no,or yes,or simply because he is so strong,tall and put her in missionary position when ever he likes.


In fact I would like to see myself in the lead character, my age, ethnicity, and my physical attributes, including my present relationship status. No,I I don’t dare to share this story with my husband, nor with my friends. I won’t mind if people who are not known to me read this, or the story gets published in a fiction site.

I am 29 yrs( ’83 Born), I wish if in story I could be little younger ,may be 26-27 Yrs ,LOL. I am 5ft 4Inchs,I am a Bengali Hindu, born and brought up in a middle class family in Kolkata/India. I was an average student, who had received formal education in Arts. I cannot sing .I cannot dance. I was not very good at math., I am not very intelligent/but not a dumb as well. Like many girls, I wanted to do modeling/acting, but never got permission in spite of having a offer. Our family(Joint), specially my parents disapprove my choice. I got married early, at 22 yrs. Yes, I would say, look wise I was and still am above average. I am fair complexion, good facial features , threaded arched eyebrows, black eyes, straight dense shoulder reach hair, with good vital stat to die for. In college, I enjoyed proposal from boys, but never cared, because I knew I will get much better than them. In fact, I got one, Prasanta, is five year elder to me, s/w engineer, decent income, what else, can I ask for. I knew ,not all dreams are to be realized. So, I decided to settle with what life has offered to me. Should I call it an arranged marriage, not really? He knew me through a common friend, he proposed me in a most un-romantic manner on a busy street. I said yes, because I knew him. Our marriage was arranged by both the families. It was short, and simple, just a registry, which no girl will like. Our marriage was followed by a short honeymoon at a small hill station in India. What really annoyed me, that soon after wedding, within a couple of month’s time I found myself pregnant! How can a man be so careless! I had given a birth of a baby girl, who is now 6 yrs old. I would say, my sex life is not very exciting; rather it was dull from the beginning. He is lean built, and not very keen/demanding/insatiable on bed. I think, in a game of sex women love to loose!

To kill my boredom, I have taken a job in insurance sector some 4 yrs back, it is certainly not for financial reason. I wear jeans/t shirt/salwar/top, rarely saree, unlike other married hindu women, I don’t wear sindoor(vermillion), I don’t disclose to people ,that I am married and having a girl. None opposed ,my decision to join a job, or wearing dresses which are unlikely ,though not rare for a married woman. I wish they should. Men becomes men when they become possessive about their spouse. Or should I say the more feminine a woman becomes man becomes more man. I perhaps like being dominated and that too by a strong upper class virile man, who can take me as a long term wife material not concubines, not just for one night stand. I hate bestiality, I hate marital rape. An Ideal husband needs to be a good player, who knows how to bring her in moods, any time and every time, may be in a kitchen, in a bathroom and of course on bed. At times she pleads to spare her, yet she enjoys the forbidden fruits. Her culture, religion doesn’t approve to be with a second man legally yet she enjoys her luxurious and lavish life style of a trophy wife. She knows she cannot go back to India, can’t show her face to her parents, daughter, yet she started loving her new husband’s family, his kid from his first marriage and want one more from her new husband. Her new life is now being entangled in visiting cozy spa, wearing costly dress, makeup, heels, visiting elite party, getting over attention/praise/woo from husband, in-laws and his friend’s circle. The life she dreamt off, but of course not at the cost of Prasant/daughter.

Few Things I feel:

At the time of my bridal preparation under strict vigilance of my future mother-in-law/sister-in-law : I feel like a condemned woman waiting for the gallows, she knew not the exact time of her execution or in this case her wedding. As two women busy preparing me for the big day, I could see my ex-husband prasant who was forced to divorce helplessly stares at me. I could see my daughter is being prevented by my future mother-in-law to come before me, I could here her saying “ Don’t disturb. Can’t you see she is now being made-up for the occasion. My sister-in-law inspects every little detail, and asked whether a Brazilian wax has been done or not. I am being a subject of lot of cat calls and teasing. I know once the marriage will be over, I will be carried away to threshold by my new groom, will be a subject of garter tossing, Prasant and my daughter will be no more in my life then, as per understanding they need to go back to India living me here.

Once the reception party is over, I will be swept off my feet and he carries me to his master bed room, gets busy in undressing me slowly and seductively before a mirror, I will think of my daughter and ex-husband.

Few wedding fantasy:

A lavish fairy tale wedding, a detail well depicted bridal makeover session, I am being appreciated/,teased,/rebuked. : A detail depiction of wedding rituals. Little exhibitionism by my new husband, public display of affection/being kissed in public .

How My New Husband Should Look: Strong, muscular v-shaped body with strong arms and narrow waist. Rich, insatiable, dominating and a player, who gets whatever he wants. He is widowed and have one kid from his first wife.

 

[pierrelarue161]

Arranged marriages have a lot of story potential, I should say. And East Indian women are very sexy.

 

[debasree]

Arranged marriages have a lot of story potential, I should say. And East Indian women are very sexy.

Correct. But how to make it believable?

 

[pierrelarue161]

Correct. But how to make it believable?

I'd have to study up on Indian culture. Not an expert. Of my friends in RL, only Otto is a writer at all.

 

[RodenAddison]

Believable

Correct. But how to make it believable?

I think sometimes in writing we work too hard to making it believable. That doesn't mean the writer shouldn't have a very good idea of the culture, dress, etc., for the given event. But snippets mentioned are more believeable than everything being explained step by step. On top of this, a complete itemized description tends to interupt the flow of the story. Also, giving just a little info allows the reader to infer a little more into the story.

 

[debasree]

I Prefer To Submit

I find pleasure, joy, and fulfillment from being submissive

to my Husband(Future) in a loving relationship.

i am not weak or stupid. i am a strong woman,

with firm views and a clear concept of what i want out of my life.

i do not serve out of shame or weakness, but out of pride and strength.

i will look to my loving Husband for guidance and protection, for never

will i be more complete than when He is with me.

i know that He will protect my body, my mind, and my soul

with His strength and wisdom.

He is everything to me, as i am everything to Him.

His touch awakens me and His thoughts free me.

Only in serving Him do i find complete freedom and joy…

His punishments may be harsh, but i accept them thankfully,

knowing that He has my best interests always foremost in His mind.

If He desires my body for pleasure, i shall joyfully give it to Him

and take pleasure myself from knowing that i have brought Him happiness.

However, the pleasure of the flesh is but one facet of O/our relationship.

The love, the trust and sharing, the words spoken and felt,

those are all parts of this relationship.

My body is His, and if He says i am beautiful, then i am.

No matter what i look like to others, i am beautiful in His eyes,

and because of that i hold my head high.

If He says i am His precious jewel,

then i am that…a beautiful, sparkling gem.

If He says that i am His pet, His slut, His whore, then i am that..

as wanton and dirty as He wants me to be.

My mind is His, to expand, to explore, to know only as He can.

i have no secrets from Him… for secrets are a thing that would

keep me from being more perfectly His.

Secrets would put a wall up between my Husband and myself…

and i do not want walls.

His lessons are not always ones i would seek on my own,

but they are lessons He has decided that i need, and so i learn from Him.

My soul is His, as bare to His touch as ever my skin could be

when i kneel naked at His feet.

Never a moment goes by when i do not feel His presence,

be He miles away or standing over me.

If i were to ever displease Him, His displeasure would be a blow to my soul,

worse punishment than any lashes could be.

The anguish of my soul that i feel when i disappoint Him

is harder to bear than any physical anguish i feel.

i am grateful that he cares enough about me to spend

His time and energy so freely on me.

i have the easier job, to feel, to experience,

to let myself go and abandon everything to Him.

i am His pleasure and His responsibility, and He takes both seriously .

i am a submissive woman.

i am proud to call myself that, my submission is a gift that i do not give lightly,

and can only be given to the One who can appreciate that gift and return it tenfold.

Only to my Husband who has that strength, will i give myself fully,

because i am strong and proud.

i am a submissive wife.

 

[debasree]

The Missionary Position

The missionary position appeals to many Taken In Hand women for the same reason some other women thoroughly dislike it: because the man-on-top is the male-superior position. That has been deemed by some women to be humiliating subjugation of a woman. Some women want to be on top because that is a less vulnerable position – one from which they can easily escape. In the female-superior position they can also (prima facie) call the shots, dominate, and, in some cases, sublimate their Basic Instinct fantasies in a bit of face-slapping, erotic or not so erotic asphyxiation and other such acts of revenge against masculine power.

The Taken In Hand women has no such inner conflict about the idea of masculine power. Indeed, she is as drawn to it as some women are repulsed by it. And instead of fighting it, she finds it erotic, fun, a source of deep joy and contentment. And yes, for many a Taken In Hand woman, lying on her back, exposed, vulnerable, receptive, trusting him, there for him, accepting him, accepting his authority, accepting his power as a man, accepting his dominance, being pinned under her man's imprisoning weight, unable to escape until he allows it, looking up at him with soft submissive eyes as he enters her in the male-superior position – the missionary position – feels physically and psychologically right. Soothing. Feminine.

This is not to denigrate other positions or other preferences, merely to explain why some Taken In Hand folk might feel especially delighted by the much-maligned missionary position. (Taken In Hand folk might well love other positions too, but this is just about this particular position. And I certainly do not mean to imply that a Taken In Hand woman would only adopt her preferred positions. No doubt the right man could subject a Taken In Hand woman to any number of positions without any problem!) There may well be other reasons for the appeal of the missionary position, such as more mechanical/physical ones, and perhaps there might be a (biological?!) tendency to prefer it because it might increase the chance of impregnation, but here let's stick to discussion of the more obvious psychological reasons for its appeal.
When a Taken In Hand woman knows that her man is going to take her, she responds. Her body and soul are receptive, thrilled, wanting and welcoming her man. Ecstatic. In this one moment, she may go from feeling tired, stressed, distracted, or grumpy, to craving her man with an unparalleled intensity. No need for hours of the dreaded ‘foreplay’ here! (Just the word ‘foreplay’ is enough to give me a headache, and I'm a woman so goodness knows how tedious it must sound to a man!) When a man takes his woman, he takes possession of her. He acts, he dominates, he penetrates. And when he does, his Taken In Hand woman accepts, submits, receives.

The missionary position is, or can be, a natural, clear and easy expression of male dominance and female acceptance of that dominance. The woman is literally under him just as she is under his authority. It is not a position in which many Taken In Hand women would fear they were being put in the dominant position. It is not a position requiring a lot of elaborate effort for the couple to feel the masculine-feminine polarity, the man's power, and the willing surrender to that power by the woman. It is a position in which a woman can easily experience her man as being very manly, masterful, in control. And it is a position in which a man can experience his woman as being very feminine, vulnerable, soft and submissive.

How can so many couples manage to experience the missionary position as boring, unadventurous and anything but erotic? OK, don't answer that off-topic rhetorical question!

 

[debasree]

Can I find a author here, who can write a story based on my fantasy written above?

 

[NewOldGuy77]

I am married,and look forward for a story where I can closely see myself.I am really not into porn story,I like erotica,where there is a story with sex.I don't like spanking, collar or someone treating me as subhuman. Although I like male dominance,taken in hand relationship.a consensual male led relationship,where a wife obeys her husband,because of his personality,may be because of his voice,the way he says no,or yes,or simply because he is so strong,tall and put her in missionary position when ever he likes.


In fact I would like to see myself in the lead character, my age, ethnicity, and my physical attributes, including my present relationship status. No,I I don’t dare to share this story with my husband, nor with my friends. I won’t mind if people who are not known to me read this, or the story gets published in a fiction site.

I am 29 yrs( ’83 Born), I wish if in story I could be little younger ,may be 26-27 Yrs ,LOL. I am 5ft 4Inchs,I am a Bengali Hindu, born and brought up in a middle class family in Kolkata/India. I was an average student, who had received formal education in Arts. I cannot sing .I cannot dance. I was not very good at math., I am not very intelligent/but not a dumb as well. Like many girls, I wanted to do modeling/acting, but never got permission in spite of having a offer. Our family(Joint), specially my parents disapprove my choice. I got married early, at 22 yrs. Yes, I would say, look wise I was and still am above average. I am fair complexion, good facial features , threaded arched eyebrows, black eyes, straight dense shoulder reach hair, with good vital stat to die for. In college, I enjoyed proposal from boys, but never cared, because I knew I will get much better than them. In fact, I got one, Prasanta, is five year elder to me, s/w engineer, decent income, what else, can I ask for. I knew ,not all dreams are to be realized. So, I decided to settle with what life has offered to me. Should I call it an arranged marriage, not really? He knew me through a common friend, he proposed me in a most un-romantic manner on a busy street. I said yes, because I knew him. Our marriage was arranged by both the families. It was short, and simple, just a registry, which no girl will like. Our marriage was followed by a short honeymoon at a small hill station in India. What really annoyed me, that soon after wedding, within a couple of month’s time I found myself pregnant! How can a man be so careless! I had given a birth of a baby girl, who is now 6 yrs old. I would say, my sex life is not very exciting; rather it was dull from the beginning. He is lean built, and not very keen/demanding/insatiable on bed. I think, in a game of sex women love to loose!

To kill my boredom, I have taken a job in insurance sector some 4 yrs back, it is certainly not for financial reason. I wear jeans/t shirt/salwar/top, rarely saree, unlike other married hindu women, I don’t wear sindoor(vermillion), I don’t disclose to people ,that I am married and having a girl. None opposed ,my decision to join a job, or wearing dresses which are unlikely ,though not rare for a married woman. I wish they should. Men becomes men when they become possessive about their spouse. Or should I say the more feminine a woman becomes man becomes more man. I perhaps like being dominated and that too by a strong upper class virile man, who can take me as a long term wife material not concubines, not just for one night stand. I hate bestiality, I hate marital rape. An Ideal husband needs to be a good player, who knows how to bring her in moods, any time and every time, may be in a kitchen, in a bathroom and of course on bed. At times she pleads to spare her, yet she enjoys the forbidden fruits. Her culture, religion doesn’t approve to be with a second man legally yet she enjoys her luxurious and lavish life style of a trophy wife. She knows she cannot go back to India, can’t show her face to her parents, daughter, yet she started loving her new husband’s family, his kid from his first marriage and want one more from her new husband. Her new life is now being entangled in visiting cozy spa, wearing costly dress, makeup, heels, visiting elite party, getting over attention/praise/woo from husband, in-laws and his friend’s circle. The life she dreamt off, but of course not at the cost of Prasant/daughter.

Few Things I feel:

At the time of my bridal preparation under strict vigilance of my future mother-in-law/sister-in-law : I feel like a condemned woman waiting for the gallows, she knew not the exact time of her execution or in this case her wedding. As two women busy preparing me for the big day, I could see my ex-husband prasant who was forced to divorce helplessly stares at me. I could see my daughter is being prevented by my future mother-in-law to come before me, I could here her saying “ Don’t disturb. Can’t you see she is now being made-up for the occasion. My sister-in-law inspects every little detail, and asked whether a Brazilian wax has been done or not. I am being a subject of lot of cat calls and teasing. I know once the marriage will be over, I will be carried away to threshold by my new groom, will be a subject of garter tossing, Prasant and my daughter will be no more in my life then, as per understanding they need to go back to India living me here.

Once the reception party is over, I will be swept off my feet and he carries me to his master bed room, gets busy in undressing me slowly and seductively before a mirror, I will think of my daughter and ex-husband.

Few wedding fantasy:

A lavish fairy tale wedding, a detail well depicted bridal makeover session, I am being appreciated/,teased,/rebuked. : A detail depiction of wedding rituals. Little exhibitionism by my new husband, public display of affection/being kissed in public .

How My New Husband Should Look: Strong, muscular v-shaped body with strong arms and narrow waist. Rich, insatiable, dominating and a player, who gets whatever he wants. He is widowed and have one kid from his first wife.

I like the concept. What's missing is the crisis. Once Debasree is taken by the new husband, does Prasant manage to sneak in and try to get her to return to India with him and daughter and their old life? Perhaps she is torn, but both men love her and agree to a contest, where each gets her for 48 hours in turn, to prove which one is the more stimulating lover? Can boring Prasant change his personality and raise his performance to compete with the exciting new husband?

 

[NewOldGuy77]

Correct. But how to make it believable?

It would take a knowledge/appreciation of Indian culture, ideally written someone who's spent time in India and knows the people. Above all, India is a country of the heart; the people are welcoming and the food is amazing. I've spent some time there and would love to do it, but I have too many other writing projects in the oven right now.

 

[NewOldGuy77]

I Prefer To Submit

I find pleasure, joy, and fulfillment from being submissive

to my Husband(Future) in a loving relationship.

i am not weak or stupid. i am a strong woman,

with firm views and a clear concept of what i want out of my life.

i do not serve out of shame or weakness, but out of pride and strength.

i will look to my loving Husband for guidance and protection, for never

will i be more complete than when He is with me.

i know that He will protect my body, my mind, and my soul

with His strength and wisdom.

He is everything to me, as i am everything to Him.

His touch awakens me and His thoughts free me.

Only in serving Him do i find complete freedom and joy…

His punishments may be harsh, but i accept them thankfully,

knowing that He has my best interests always foremost in His mind.

If He desires my body for pleasure, i shall joyfully give it to Him

and take pleasure myself from knowing that i have brought Him happiness.

However, the pleasure of the flesh is but one facet of O/our relationship.

The love, the trust and sharing, the words spoken and felt,

those are all parts of this relationship.

My body is His, and if He says i am beautiful, then i am.

No matter what i look like to others, i am beautiful in His eyes,

and because of that i hold my head high.

If He says i am His precious jewel,

then i am that…a beautiful, sparkling gem.

If He says that i am His pet, His slut, His whore, then i am that..

as wanton and dirty as He wants me to be.

My mind is His, to expand, to explore, to know only as He can.

i have no secrets from Him… for secrets are a thing that would

keep me from being more perfectly His.

Secrets would put a wall up between my Husband and myself…

and i do not want walls.

His lessons are not always ones i would seek on my own,

but they are lessons He has decided that i need, and so i learn from Him.

My soul is His, as bare to His touch as ever my skin could be

when i kneel naked at His feet.

Never a moment goes by when i do not feel His presence,

be He miles away or standing over me.

If i were to ever displease Him, His displeasure would be a blow to my soul,

worse punishment than any lashes could be.

The anguish of my soul that i feel when i disappoint Him

is harder to bear than any physical anguish i feel.

i am grateful that he cares enough about me to spend

His time and energy so freely on me.

i have the easier job, to feel, to experience,

to let myself go and abandon everything to Him.

i am His pleasure and His responsibility, and He takes both seriously .

i am a submissive woman.

i am proud to call myself that, my submission is a gift that i do not give lightly,

and can only be given to the One who can appreciate that gift and return it tenfold.

Only to my Husband who has that strength, will i give myself fully,

because i am strong and proud.

i am a submissive wife.

This is lovely!

 

[Whispor]

Can I find a author here, who can write a story based on my fantasy written above?

What arouses you about the scenario most of all? Is it that the second husband is sexually and socially superior in every possible way? Or is it that you are imagining what thoughts must be going through the first husband's mind when he knows that your new husband will be taking you for himself on your wedding night?

 

[debasree]

What arouses you about the scenario most of all? Is it that the second husband is sexually and socially superior in every possible way? Or is it that you are imagining what thoughts must be going through the first husband's mind when he knows that your new husband will be taking you for himself on your wedding night?

Both

 

[debasree]

I like the concept. What's missing is the crisis. Once Debasree is taken by the new husband, does Prasant manage to sneak in and try to get her to return to India with him and daughter and their old life? Perhaps she is torn, but both men love her and agree to a contest, where each gets her for 48 hours in turn, to prove which one is the more stimulating lover? Can boring Prasant change his personality and raise his performance to compete with the exciting new husband?

No, I don't want Prashant to comeback again in my life. I want him to suffer. But of course he may play villain in the story leaving my new husband victorious .

 

[sirhugs]

This is lovely!

but ought to be submitted as a poem. It is not a Story Idea.