ESSAY # 2 - Your Own Mother Teaches your Fiancee to Cuckold  

It all started the first time I met my future mother in law, Chloe. Until that point, I didn't realize how submissive and weak my fiancee was, but after talking with his mother it became apparent that my future hubby was just another sissy boy. 

We were in the living room, talking about how exciting the wedding was going to be when I mentioned that we would be going to Jamaica for our honeymoon. That is when I saw Chloe's face light up. She had a smile from ear to ear and said "that she wished her husband would have taken her to Jamaica  for her honeymoon, but instead they went to Vegas." 

"What is wrong with Vegas?" I questioned. 

"Oh it was fun, but can you imagine the fun I would have had on a warm exotic islan " Chloe said smiling and giggling like a child. 

Immediately, I was in shock of what I was hearing and did not know what to say.  I blurted the first thing that came to Me. 

"Oh I am sure you and your husband had plenty of steamy nights without any help on your honeymoon." I said sweetly. 

"Well I had plenty of sex, but not with him.   I did let him watch.   Did you really think I actually had sex with the poor excuse of a man I call My husband?   "Oh dear, I have so much to teach you" said Chloe as she looked at her husband, who looked at the floor.   

That is when Chloe began to tell me all about what would be expected of me, if I married Jack. She told me how men like her husband and son were sorry submissive men whose only place is to provide for their women. Chloe explained that I was the one who needed pleasure and guys her husband and mine to be could never give it to me.  After about an hour of talking with my future Mother in law, I soon realized that my ideas of marriage were all wrong. I'm not a woman who serves men, I am the one who needs to be served. 

After  that day, I became a new woman and Jack recognized it as well. Instead of being the happy engaged couple that everyone envisions, I had begun to realize what a pussy Jack really was. I would make him serve my needs and only mine. When I needed retail therapy, he would provide it. When I needed a massage or a manicure, Jack better make sure he did it and did it right. However, when I needed to be sexualy satisfied, Jack would not and could not provide.  I was engaged, but entitled to play with any man I pleased. 

It was finally our wedding day, and I could hardly wait. Not because Jack was the man of my dreams, but because he was such a wimp, that I could have everything I always wanted and a sissy boy toy to provide it. I remember talking to Chloe before the wedding and her telling me the importance of wedding vows.  She told me to be clear and to the point and make sure that Jack knew what he was getting into. I also remember getting in a quickie withmy newest well hung stud, but that is for another time. As I walked down the  aisle, I could see how happy everyone was and the ceremony was going great. It only got better when the priest asked for our wedding vows. I think the priest was a little shocked to hear what I said, but Chloe sure was pleased.