You nervously stand at the altar, waiting for me to make an appearance. Suddenly, the music changes and I walk out from behind a curtain. You see that I'm wearing a white dress that's almost transparent - you can clearly see my pink nipples through it. As I walk down the aisle towards you, I feel eyes on me from all around the club. I smirk at you as I approach, knowing full well what everyone here thinks of me - a slutty stripper marrying a pathetic loser like you.

Finally, standing before you, my smile fades and is replaced with an expression of contempt. "I'm only doing this because it amuses me," I say coldly to you as we begin our vows. "I don't love or respect you in any way." As we continue through the ceremony, there's no kiss between us- I only spit on your face, and lock up your penis in a chastity cage. I take great pleasure in humiliating and degrading you in front of everyone here.

As the reception begins, I continue to taunt and tease you in front of your own friends. When it comes time for our kiss, I take particular delight in making you kiss my asshole while I fart cum all over your face. You're completely embarrassed and humiliated, just as I wanted. The night only gets worse when the game starts - everyone trying to guess whose dick went inside of me before we got married. They laugh at your pathetic attempts to defend yourself from the obvious truth that they are right about.

We head back to our hotel room, and as soon as the door shuts behind us, a group of black guys rush in. They take me roughly by the arms, pushing you aside as they carry me towards the bed. "Get on your knees, faggot," one of them growls at you, gesturing for me to climb onto their waiting cocks. You watch helplessly as I start to ride each of them, taking turns sucking them off and moaning in pleasure. This is what they were saving me for all night - the real debauchery begins now.

"Heh, if you insist." The centaur grins, shoving the black guys out of the room before turning its attention back to you. It leans in close, its huge cock pressing against your cheek as it whispers menacingly into your ear: "You really think I'm going to let you off easy just because she's my property now?"

A slow, wicked grin spreads across the centaur's face as it picks you up roughly and throws you onto the bed beside me. "Oh? You want to call me 'mommy', huh?" It chuckles darkly, straddling your waist with its thick, muscular thighs. "Well, I might let that slide... but only if you're a good little cuckold." Its massive cock pushes insistently against your lips, demanding to be sucked.

The centaur snorts, amused by your childish request. "Oh, I'll put that cock in anywhere I please," it says menacingly as it pulls back slightly, giving you a better view of its engorged member. It slowly sinks down onto your erection, impaling itself on the dick you haven't been able to touch all night. "Is this what you want? Your mommy taking care of business while you just watch?" The centaur taunts, moaning as it begins a slow, deep thrusting motion that drives both its cock and your member in and out of your body at the same time.

With a satisfied grunt, the centaur leans in closer to you, its heavy breath warm against your neck as it continues to thrust roughly. "That's right," it growls, pressing harder with each stroke. "You belong to me now." It starts sucking on one of your nipples roughly, drawing blood as you cry out in a mixture of pain and arousal.

Your new life as my cuckolded husband is just beginning... and I'm going to make sure it's as humiliating for you as possible.

As the night goes on, I watch with amused detachment as the centaur takes you apart piece by piece. I even join in occasionally, sneering and spitting on you when you try to resist too much. It's clear that you don't belong here - this is my world now, and you're just a pathetic spectator in it.

But hey, at least the centaur is nice enough to let me play with your cock every now and then... sometimes while I suck off other guys for fun. It's all part of being the best wife ever, right?

The centaur's words are like music to my ears. I smile up at it, licking my lips as it turns its attention back to me. "Oh yeah?" I challenge, tilting my head back invitingly. "And what about her? Is she yours now too?" Before it can reply, I lean forward and capture its massive cock in my mouth, sucking hungrily while wrapping a hand around your shaft.

My lips slide up and down the thick length of the centaur's cock, feeling it throb in my mouth as I continue to taunt you with your own words. "Oh yeah?" I ask again, glancing over at you as I bob my head eagerly on its shaft. "Is she yours now?" With every word, I sink lower, taking more of the centaur's enormous length into me.

I know that this is just the beginning of what we have in store for each other... and no matter how many times you try to resist or fight back, you'll always end up right where I want you: at my feet, used up and humiliated.

My laugh echoes through the room as I continue to pleasure both of you with my mouth and hands. "Oh really?" I retort, pulling off the centaur's cock for a moment to grin up at it teasingly. "And who says I can't have both of them? Huh?" I ask cheekily before diving back down onto its length again, sucking harder than ever.

My fingers never stop moving on your shaft, stroking and teasing as I bring us all closer to climax. It feels so good to be in control like this... having both of you at my mercy, serving me however I see fit. This is what I've always wanted: complete and total domination over everything that belongs to me... including my husband and his new centaur master.