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A drive to remember.

A large red lace night-gown with frills on the outside. It was one of his favourites. After the kiss, he was about to hug his wife. Just when he was about to approach Parvati with his arms wide open, suddenly Parvati moved her hands and grabbed his shoulders behind his back. "Honey, we got you like this because we are about to make you do something." Said Parvati as she applied some pressure on his shoulders and turned him facing towards the full size mirror embedded on the almirah.

As Jayant looked towards the mirror, a noise broke his inner peace that he had just started to collect inside of him. It was his wife's laughter. Her smirk when he was turning to the mirror broke into a noisy laughter as the tremors of shame and embarrassment once again came streaming down on Jayant's face. His wife was laughing. Parvati was laughing. And he knew the reason. She was laughing even before Jayant could make any assertion about his masculinity after looking into the mirror as Parvati asked him to do. He felt weak. He felt ashamed. He felt naked. He felt exposed and humiliated but was helpless to do anything about it. And to top of it, all these feelings overwhelmed him even more when he saw his wife laughing. He plunged into the depth of embarrassment even more when Parvati, with her cynical and feigned laugh raised her finger towards his member. This made him feel even worse and he started to feel tears swelling up in his eyes.

"You were about to call yourself a man, weren't you?" said Parvati in between her laughter going down on her knees and taking a good look of his penis and fondling it in her hands. Jayant was completely mortified. His manhood decimated and all his male pride smoked up in the air. "You thought that this tiny excuse of a dick can satisfy a woman? Had I known you possess such a pathetic sample before marriage, I would have told you to fuck off right-away." Said Parvati. Jayant couldn't take it anymore and started sobbing. Seeing that, Parvati started laughing even harder. "Ohhh.. so now my baby has realised at last that he isn't a man anymore and has started crying like a little girl whose doll has been snatched away from her?" Parvati retorted giving his cock a little squeeze as Jatin's sobs became more prominent.

"I dared you to call yourself a man by looking in the mirror but your inability to do that only makes me conclude one thing. And NO. I won't be saying that. It will be you who will tell me what you aren't and what you are!!" Her determination to break Jayant's will and ensnare him completely had Jayant stranded there in front of her helplessly. Although, his penis was fairly long for a well grown man, it was Parvati's wicked way of saying it that tricked Jayant into believing that he wasn't large enough where it matters. All this overwhelmed Jayant and he began crying. He couldn't even stand properly. He fell on his knees near the foot of the bed and started crying inconsolably, much to the delight of Parvati. "People like you can only be good at serving their wives and accepting what they choose for them." She said. She had planned all this and executed it to perfection by playing all the cards at the right time. She let him cry for a while and then took a seat on the bed facing him.

Jayant after crying for a while, wiped his tears, looked at Parvati while she continued, mellowing down this time a little and keeping both her hands on his shoulder picking him up, "See honey, its no shame in accepting what you are in front of your wife. I am your soul-mate. Granted that you lack in the department where you seriously shouldn't, this doesn't mean the end of the road. However, going forward, it definitely will help if we set up a template as to how we are going to run our lives. We'll take care of this but for that, you need to accept wholeheartedly what I am going to say."

This melted Jayant's heart.

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