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Patti is wonderful, gorgeous, smart and we are engaged to marry soon. Her sister is very domineering but Patti loves her. Patti is close to her family and her sister so I could never say a word of criticism.

Patti told everyone in her family that I’m not cut. It’s so humiliating. Her mother said, “So I understand Patti is having you circumcised before the wedding”. I was so embarrassed. I had to ‘Yes that’s right’. I tried to quickly leave the room.

Then her sister brought it up the next day by asking, “How close to the wedding day will you be getting it cut and trimmed? How much is going to be taken off?” I told her to discuss that with Patti. Her sister added in that if I was too sore to perform on the honeymoon it would be OK since Patti could just bring along one of her boyfriends to do the job. She then smirked. Patti smiled but didn’t say anything.

Then Patti told me at the diner table in front of everyone that, “It’s OK to discuss your circumcision. Everyone knows you are getting cut for our wedding. It will look so nice after all that extra skin is trimmed.” Patti said she was going to do a radical circumcision and get rid of ALL that nasty extra skin.

Her sister said, “That’s the best way. The only way.”
She asked Patti, “You are removing his frenum too right?”

Patti said, “Oh definitely, that has to go. I want it thoroughly done and completely cut.”
I guess I gasp a little and blushed because her sister said to me that I didn’t need to be embarrassed. She said they are a close family and she wants to see the before and after and she doesn’t mean in pictures. She added she means the real thing. Then she told me to tell Patti that I love her and appreciate her circumcising me and that she should take off as much as she wants.

I hesitated and her sister looked sternly at me and said, “I mean Now,” as she pointed her butter knife toward Patti indicating I should say it to Patti now. Her mother was looking at me too. I was humiliated. I told Patti, ” I love you Patti. Thank you for circumcising me. Please take off as much as you want so it’s the way you want it.”

Her sister said I didn’t sound very enthusiastic. She lectured me saying I am fortunate that Patti is a nurse practitioner so she will cut it herself instead of sending me to someone else who would not be as meticulous as Patti. She told me to try it again with sincerity and enthusiasm and ask Patti to take off a lot and ask her to be sure to cut out the frenum too so it thoroughly circumcised. “Tell her to make it hers,” she added.

I looked over toward Patti but I couldn’t look her in the eye and I tried to be sincere and enthusiastic as I said, “I’m lucky that you will be circumcising me so it is done thoroughly and competently. Please take it all off. Please remove the frenum too so it’s done the way you want. Make it yours Patti.”

Her sister said, “That’s not very good. You can try again later. After dinner I’ll have a look at it and see how much needs to be cut and trimmed. To that you can say Yes Ma’am.” Then she said, “Is that fine with you Patti?”
Patti said, “Yep, that’s fine. Your input is good to have. I welcome your decision.”
Then her sister said “Good I’ll examine it after dinner.” She looked at me and raised her eyebrows. I didn’t want any problems so I said, “Yes ma’am.

I couldn’t eat much of anything at dinner. I looked at Patti several times and she smiled happily at me. Her sister looked at me very sternly.

I was nervous thinking about having to take my pants down and about her sister examining me, making remarks that would no doubt be disapproving and telling Patti how to cut and trim my shaft. I remembered that Patti said she welcomed her sister’s ‘decision’, so I wondered if I was to be circumcised according to her sister’s whims rather than according to Patti’s desires. I worried about getting an erection and what her sister would say or do if that happened. I wondered if her mother was also going to be there to see everything.

Down deep I already knew the answers. I also knew I needed to please her sister to be acceptable to Patti. I needed her sister’s approval, blessing and permission. I wondered if I was going to need her permission for everything.

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