Our relationship felt like a whirlwind. We met through friends having both recently become single and we just clicked. The world seemed to slow down when we were together. I was tall, close to seven foot in boots, with very large breasts. But you never got to enjoy them as I pushed away almost any sexual contact. I wanted to wait for our wedding night I told you. You were disappointed and I certainly heard you masturbating in frustration sometimes, but you respected my choices.

Given you were having to wait you proposed we got married a little quicker than everyone expected. I gladly accepted of course, you were my world. The ceremony itself was incredible. I wore a traditional flowing white dress while you looked so handsome in your suit. Plenty of tears were shed.

Keeping with tradition you picked me up and carried me across the threshold into our hotel room. We were both excited about what was going to happen. You practically jumped on the bed trying to pull me in.

I resisted again, this time saying I had a surprise. I reached over into a bag and pulled out some leather cuffs. Your eyes popped out in excitement and you quickly pulled off your clothes. I cuffed each wrist to the bed, before pulling out some ankle cuffs and cuffing your legs too. You were naked, your cock throbbing with excitement. But you started to seem a little nervous when I pulled out a ballgag and buckled it behind your head.

“I’m just going to get ready husband, stay right here.” I laughed before I stepped into the bathroom and closed the door.

20mins go by and you hear me turn off the bathroom light and open the door. You see the first thigh high black leather boot.

21 , no chastity.