"Something Old...." ------------------- Laurie adjusted her veil nervously for the tenth time as the door opened. "Well, Steph...how do I l-" The young bride glanced in the mirror and froze with terror. "T-Terri...hello..." Terri was Steve's ex-girlfriend. Usually referred to as "the psycho bitch" during their private conversations....and with good reason. Terri had made Laurie and Steve's lives a living hell ever since they'd gotten together. What's she doing HERE? Laurie wondered. "Hi there, Lauren." Inwardly, Laurie cringed. She hated being called by the formal version of her name...which in all likelihood was exactly why Terri insisted on calling her by it. The bride looked the other woman over. Terri was clad in a black leather miniskirt, with a matching halter top, hose and leather boots--the ultimate counterpoint to Laurie's white gown, veil, hose and pumps. "Terri...wh-what are you d-d-doing here?" The young woman tried to keep her fear in check--the crazy bitch could smell fear, Laurie knew--but nevertheless she was frightened badly, just by being in the same room alone with Terri. But the blonde psychopath seemed rational enough. "I just came here to watch you marry my man." Laurie sighed inwardly, not sure how to respond to this. Since Terri seemed to actually be in a rational, non-homicidal mood, Laurie tried that tack. "Terri... please...Steve isn't your man anymore...Please understand that. Y-you broke up....." The monster suddenly, and without warning, came to the surface. "No," Terri's eyes blazed angrily as she took a step toward Laurie, who cringed. Don't show fear! she chided herself, mentally forcing herself to stand her ground as Terri continued. "*WE* didn't break up. HE broke up with me. He left me for you." Then she was calm. "But that's not why I came here. I actually came here to wish you well...and to help you get ready for your wedding." Laurie didn't believe the woman for a second, but civility required that she acknowledge. "Thank you...but I don't need any help." Terri pouted. "You don't? But don't you want me to share in such a joyous occasion?" "No...I'm sorry, Terri. There's just been too much water under the bridge." The understatement of the year, Laurie thought, as she reflected on the events of the past several months: Laurie coming home after a date with Steve, a date during which they'd bumped into Terri at the theater. The sheets of Laurie's bed sliced up with a razor blade, and the word "MINE" written in red lipstick on the pillow... The rainy night driving home from work, and the car which had followed no more than five feet behind Laurie's the entire drive... The numerous late night phone calls..."I wonder how well that man's gonna be able to protect you against a dozen men with baseball bats?"...or "Steve's had a little accident...tsk...tsk...tsk...driving too fast for conditions" or numerous other threats or attempts to terrify Laurie... The tires on Laurie's Miata slashed, and the word "DIE" scrawled in lipstick on the windshield, just three weeks ago... Though they couldn't prove any of it, there was little, if any, doubt about the perpetrator's identity. And now, the crazy bitch was here... Laurie collected herself. "I think it would be best for all of us if you'd leave..." "You think so?" The girl looked genuinely forlorn...so much so, that Laurie actually felt a pang of sorrow for her. "Yes...I think that would be best." The monster showed itself again. "Is that how it works? You just go and shove those," Terri violently waved her arm at Laurie's chest, "in my boyfriend's face, and then he's no longer mine?" Laurie's breasts were only slightly larger than Terri's....and besides, it had been a pair of kitchen knives thrown in Steve's direction which had prompted his decision--not a pair of boobs. The redhead thought about pointing this out, but thought better of it. "Terri...please leave..." The blonde laughed. "Please? Oh...please! Are you *begging*? Is that what this is, Lauren?" She lowered her voice. "If you're going to beg, the right way to do it would be to get on your knees." "N-no...I'm not begging..." Laurie protested. "Good," Terri smirked, "because I'm not leaving..." The redhead sighed. "Terri...plea--" She stopped herself, then began again. "Don't make me have you thrown out." "Thrown out? THROWN OUT?" Terri giggled. Just then, her portable phone went off. "Yes?" she spoke into the phone, a wide smile lighting her face. "Hold that thought," she whispered to Laurie as she listened. "Terrific. Put her on, please." A brief pause. "Hello, Stephanie. I'm here with your sister. Say hello to her." She offered the phone to Laurie, grinning wickedly and triumphantly. "There's someone who'd like to talk to you, Lauren!" Uncomprehending, Laurie took the phone from Terri. "Hello?" From the other end of the phone, Laurie heard the unmistakable whimper of her 17-year old sister. "Laurie...they...they tricked me...they won't let me go....PLEASE HELP ME..." Terri snatched the phone away and terminated the connection. "What--" Laurie was in shock. Steph had been right here, not ten minutes ago! "What have you done? Terri, what have you done????" "I've kidnapped your sister, you dumb cunt," Terri replied shortly. "Well... actually several friends of mine did." "OH GOD NO--" Laurie screamed. Terri responded by punching her soundly in the stomach. "Oooooooooof!" "Keep your voice down, bitch," snarled Terri. Laurie began sobbing. "Please leave Steph out of this, Terri...oh god please..." This made Terri smile even more. "Why, Lauren. Are you....BEGGING?" The redhead bride didn't hesitate. "Yes...I'm begging you, Terri...don't hurt my little sister...she has nothing to do with this...please..." She was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. "Laurie? Is everything all right in there?" Laurie recognized the voice of Samantha, one of her bridesmaids. "Answer her," Terri hissed as she dug her nails into Laurie's arm. Laurie hesitated. "Answer her...or so help me, you'll be getting pieces of your sister in the mail for the next three months..." Laurie knew that the crazy woman meant every word of it. "Y-yes... Samantha... everything's fine...." the terrified bride choked. "We heard someone scream," Samantha offered through the door. Terri's gaze burned into Laurie. "It...everything's f-f-fine..." Laurie assured her friend. "I...I thought I s-saw a mouse." "Oh..." Samantha sounded relieved. "Well...the cameraman is here." "Um...I'm...not quite r-ready..." Laurie stammered, her eyes on Terri, who gestured toward the door. "Um...OK...Sam...s-send him in..." When the man entered the brideroom, Laurie immediately saw that it was NOT the man whom she and Steve had hired to videotape the wedding. This man was much younger, and much scruffier looking...in other words, the typical sort of person whom Terri hung out with. The bride's fears were confirmed when Terri walked up to the newcomer and kissed him full on the mouth. "Hi, Mark! Thanks so much for coming! Just set up and get started anytime..." "What's going on?" Laurie wanted to know. "You didn't start without me, did you?" Mark asked, ignoring the bride. "Nahhhhh," Terri smiled. "Our lovely bride and I were just getting better acquainted..." The blonde ran her hand across Laurie's cheek through the translucent material of her veil. "Isn't that right, hon?" "Terri...what's going on? Please...my sister..." "Oh...yes. We were discussing your sister, weren't we?" She snarled. "The little bitch is with several of my close friends. That's all you need to know." "What...what do you want with her? Terri?" Tears were freely flowing down the young bride's cheeks now. "Truthfully, I have no interest in her," Terri lied. "I have her as insurance, to make sure you do everything you're told today." "You want me to stop the wedding," Laurie realized. "No, not at all," Terri explained, "I know I can't stand in the way of TRUE LOVE" --she spat the words out-- "but I CAN show Steve what a filthy slut he's chosen." "Please...Terri, don't do this..." "I am doing it, honey." Mark now had the camera set up. "Ready to go? Great. Now, Lauren...why don't we get back to that 'begging'. Over here. On your knees." "Terri...please...let her go..." "Get down on the floor, Lauren." "W-will you let Steph go if I do?" "Hmmmm...maybe, if you're convincing enough, I'll allow her to remain in one piece...get down there." Laurie reluctantly got down on her trembling knees. "Terri--" "Lower," the blonde interrupted. "I want you to beg at my feet. Come on! Or do I need to call them back?" The redhead obediently lowered her head; she was now on level with Terri's boots. Half the floor of the small brideroom was covered with white, flowing wedding gown. Laurie looked up at the cruel blonde standing over her. How had her wedding day come to this? "P-please...let Steph go...I...I'll stop this wedding...you...you can have Steve back, Terri!" "I told you, I don't want him back. Not after he's been with a whore like you, Lauren." She considered the helpless bride. "Beg some more." "Terri, please...I'll do anything...please don't hurt my sister...please, I'm begging you..." "And why shouldn't I hurt her, Lauren? Isn't she a whore, just like you?" Laurie shook her head "No..." she whimpered. "I'll bet she is," Terri mused. "I'll bet she helped you take Steve away from me..." "No!" "She did it, didn't she, Lauren? You and her teamed up...you shoved your big tits in his face...and little sis got on her knees, didn't she?" A small smile played at the corners of Terri's mouth. She was loving this. "Noooo...." Laurie wailed. "She didn't do anything...I did it...I TOOK HIM FROM YOU OH PLEASE DON'T HURT HER TERRI...IT WAS ALL MEEEEEEEE...." The bride's voice broke. Terri smiled triumphantly as the truth came out. She also breathed a very slight sigh of relief. For some time now, there had been a shadow of a doubt in her mind--had Steve left her because of the way she was...unthinkable as that might seem? But now she'd found that her initial theory was correct...Steve had been stolen from her. The blame was not hers...it rested squarely on the shoulders of the young bride-to-be lying in supplication before her. "Beg some more." "P-PLEASE FOR GOD'S SAKE TERRI--" "No...not like that. Kiss my feet, Lauren." Humbly, Laurie began kissing Terri's boots. "That's it. C'mon, lift up that veil so we can see you. Mark, get that camera in closer. My, what a beautiful bride," Terri mocked. "Say something for the camera, Lauren..." The redhead looked up, her tear-soaked green eyes pleading into the camera. "Please..." Terri kicked her lightly on the cheek. "Say something *I* would want you to say." "I...I st-stole Steve from y-you..." Laurie choked. "I'm s-such a s-slut and...and...n-now....I'm b-b-begging for forgiveness...oh please don't do anything to my sister, Terri..." "How did you steal him from me?" Terri wanted to know. "Pleeeeeease..." Laurie wailed desperately. "Answer me, you stupid bitch," Terri ordered curtly, "or I swear I'll dial this phone and have your sister pulling a train..." Laurie mouthed the word NO, but no sound came out. "How did you steal my man from me?" "I....I used m-my big tits..." Laurie cried. "Show us. Play with them." Laurie obediently began fondling her breasts through the material of her wedding gown. All the while her face was mashed against Terri's boot, kissing it. "Oh...yes. I can see why any man would want those." Terri leaned over and gave each of Laurie's breasts a rough squeeze. "So nice and firm. Hmmmm...I'm so jealous, Lauren! And you know how upset I am when I'm jealous..." "N..no...T-T-Terri...yours...um... yours are j-just as good..." "Oh, really! So you do like my tits. Are you bi, Lauren?" "No," Laurie shook her head emphatically. "I'll bet you are. I'll bet you're hoping I'm going to fuck you." "No...I'M HOPING YOU'LL JUST LEAVE ME AND MY SISTER AND MY HUSBAND ALO--" Laurie sputtered to a stop as Terri's boot pressed down on her windpipe. "Keep it down, I said. No, I'm not going to leave you alone. EVER. Second, Steve's not 'your husband'. Steve is 'the man you stole from Terri'. Don't let me ever hear you refer to him as your 'husband' again...before or after the wedding." After the wedding...that meant that the crazy woman meant to continue this torment indefinitely...as new horror dawned in Laurie's eyes, Terri continued her cruelty. "Oh, yes. You *will* be getting married today, as planned. Although I wouldn't bet on it being a 'white wedding'." Laurie bristled with fear. "I didn't say stop. Keep worshipping my feet. Clean my boot, bitch. Use your tongue." Though she was utterly repulsed, Laurie complied for Steph's sake. Besides, she thought, there are worse things she could ask me to lick...and probably will, very soon. Mark thoroughly documented with the camera as the bride exhaustively licked Terri's knee-high leather boots. When she'd finished her nasty task, Laurie looked up hopefully. Please end this, she implored with her eyes. "You're not finished yet," Terri said matter-of-factly as she settled into a chair. Laurie looked at her tormentor in confusion until Terri explained, "The soles..." "Terri...please...this has gone far en--" Lauren froze at the sound of the blonde psychopath's portable phone being dialed. "Hmmmm...I wonder which hole they'll use first?" Laurie quickly began licking the bottom of Terri's boot. The taste was awful, and it seemed that the cruel bitch must have deliberately stepped in any mud and filth she could possibly find on the way to the church. But Terri had put the phone back down...and that was what counted! Steph was what counted, Laurie reminded herself. "What a good little bride-bitch you are, Lauren! I wonder how good you use that tongue for other things?" In horror, Laurie kept right on licking Terri's boot. From her perspective at Terri's feet, it was plainly apparent that the blonde had no underwear on...and there could be no mistaking what Terri had meant by her remark. "Lauren...it's time to move on..." Terri pulled her feet away. "Please...will you let my sister go now?" Laurie sniffled hopefully. Terri ignored her plea. "Time to put you to real use. Get that lovely tongue between my legs, Lauren." Laurie shook her head. "Please...I can't..." Terri picked up her phone again and started dialing. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Laurie screamed and reached for the phone. Terri responded by planting her foot squarely in the bride's midsection and kicking her several feet backward. As Laurie gasped for air, her captor dialed the phone. "Hello? Yeah, it's me. This bitch isn't cooperating...so go ahead and do it." "No...." Laurie wailed as she crawled over to Terri. "Yes...just one of you, though. Everytime this bitch fucks up, another one of you will get the OK. That's fine. Hold on a sec," the psycho said as she put the phone aside. "Uh-uh..." she shook her head. "No crawling on your hands and knees. Trash like you belongs closer to the floor, no higher than my boots. Get back over there and try it again." She picked up the phone again. "OK...sorry. Just teaching the bitch how to beg properly..." Terri continued talking as Laurie got down on the floor in her white wedding gown and belly-crawled to the cruel blonde's feet. Desperately, she begged for her sister. Terri stepped on the side of Laurie's face, painfully pushing the bride's head against the cold, hard floor. "Don't you touch my boot...unless you want to clean it again," she was warned as she instinctively tried to pull Terri's foot off of her face. "Yes...go ahead," Terri said to the unseen person on the other end of the phone. "But make sure she knows it's because her sister wouldn't cooperate..." "NO!!!!!!!" Laurie renewed her efforts to free her head from beneath Terri's boot. Terri responded by putting more of her weight on her right foot, which ground Laurie's head even harder into the floor. In desperation, Laurie clawed at Terri's boots. "You *really* must learn to obey, Lauren! Now your dear sister will pay for your mistake!" "Please...not Steph...no..." Terri pounced on the tormented bride, keeping her firmly pinned to the floor. "Here...listen..." she taunted as she placed the phone next to Laurie's ear... First she heard a loud shriek...then a few guys giving each other directions. "Hold her leg...keep her still...KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN BITCH..." Then the sounds of ripping clothing. That would be the maid of honor dress, which Laurie and Steph had picked out together, before going out for ice cream. "Please no...LAURIE HELP ME..." Steph's voice...then the tormented sounds of Steph bawling and pleading...then just bawling as her innocence was brutally ripped away from her on the other end of the line. "I'm so sorry, Steph," Laurie whispered soundlessly as she was forced to listen to her sister being taken. Finally, mercifully, Terri took the phone away. "Thanks...yes, she heard it all...was she nice and tight? Yes...well, she was a virgin...of course your cock is going to be messy! (giggle) No...wait on that. I'm going to see if the Bimbo Bride is ready to follow instructions. If not, the rest of you may have a turn! Hold on..." She put the phone down and ran her fingers through Laurie's hair. "So...did you enjoy hearing your sister getting fucked?" Laurie shook her head. "Don't worry...I'm sure she's a natural born slut, just like her older sister...I'll bet she can't wait to get it again. Should I have them give it to her again?" "No..." "They took her cherry, Lauren. They took her virgin cunt...didn't you LOVE hearing that?" Laurie shook her head. "Yes, you did. It made you feel good, didn't it?" "No!" "Yes, it did. You listened to your sister get her cherry popped, and you were just thankful that it wasn't you." "No! I LOVE MY SISTER, TERRI! I...I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR HER!!!! I WOULD HAVE DONE ANYTHING TO....TO KEEP THAT FROM H-H-HAPP--HAPPENING..." As the last shreds of her bravery began to melt away, Laurie focused on her rage. "Of course...I wouldn't expect someone like you to understand, who's never...never been loved by anyone for a day in her life!" Terri regarded her with distaste. "You're right. I don't know what it's like. You're going to enlighted me, though. You say you'll do anything for your sister, hmmmm?" Fearful but defiant, Laurie nodded. "Good. This is going to be fun. Listen carefully. I'm going to have my friends take turns putting their cocks in Stephanie's ass--" "NOOOOOO!!!! PLEASE GOD TERRI NO--" "Shut up and listen, " Terri admonished. "I'm going to have my friends take turns putting their cocks in Stephanie's ass--UNLESS you do exactly as you're told." "Anything...PLEASE..." "I want you to tell your sister something..." Grinning from ear to ear, Terri explained to her captive what was expected of her. Then she got back on the phone. "Yeah. Put the little cunt on. Her sister has *something* to tell her." After Laurie's crying died down, the phone was put next to her ear. Terri leaned close and whispered in the bride's other ear, "Do it, or the next voice on that phone will be mine, authorizing those men to gang bang Stephanie's sweet little ass." Laurie took a deep breath. "S-Steph..." "Laurie? Laurie OH GOD..." "Steph....I...I heard you g-got your cherry popped...." She shut her eyes. "I...I know you loved it...I...I..." Terri pinched her and reached menacingly for the phone. "Sis...I know you l-loved it...I always knew you'd grow up to be a slut..." The words tore her heart out to say them. "WHAT?" Steph sounded incredulous, as well as utterly betrayed. "Laurie what's HAPPENING? Did you make this happen to me? WHY???" Laurie cringed at the hurt, hopeless tone of her sister's voice. THEY MADE ME SAY THAT! THEY'RE MAKING ME SAY THIS, TO SAVE YOU, SIS... she wanted to scream. Oh, if only this could be over, so she could hug Steph and tell her the truth... Terri prodded Laurie some more. "Steph....you...you need to do something now. That...that m-man who fucked you...clean...clean him off with your mouth...like the whore you are." The redhead said that last part extremely fast before twisting her head away from the phone and breaking into fresh sobs. Terri severed the connection. "Not bad," she complimented, much impressed. "You totally humiliated yourself to spare your sister an assfucking...FOR NOW," she emphasized. "Of course, she probably thinks you arranged this whole thing, and probably hates your guts now. I love it," Terri concluded. "She doesn't hate me," Laurie sobbed. "She'll understand..." The blonde laughed haughtily. "She'll *understand* a lot of things in the weeks to come. She'll *understand* that her life is going to be ruined because of her sister's misdeeds!" "Wh-why Steph? WHY?" Terri sighed tiredly. "We've already been over this, silly. I'm just paying you back for stealing my man!" "Please god, Terri...I'LL DO ANYTHING..." the bride sobbed. The blonde took a seat again. She'd come to a realization. There was no sight in the world as lovely as that of the woman who had stolen your man from you, on her wedding day, on her knees in tears, desperately promising that she'll do "ANYTHING". "Prove it," she instructed as she hiked her skirt up and spread her legs. ---------------------- "...something new..." ---------------------- Hesitantly, the repulsed Laurie got between Terri's legs and began licking her thighs. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she was forced closer and closer to Terri's womanhood. "Enough teasing," the blonde ordered as she grabbed Lauren's head. Lauren shut her eyes, stiffening, as her face was rubbed against Terri's cunt. "You know what to do..." "N-no....I've n-n-never...." Terri's whisper was deadly and as cold as ice. "Do we need to make another phone call?" "No..." "Then kiss my pussy..." Laurie leaned in and gingerly kissed Terri's pussy lips. Like Laurie, the blonde was shaved bare. "Yeah. C'mon, use your tongue!" The unwilling bride gave a few hesitant licks, then looked up at Terri. "What are you looking at? Eat my cunt, you bitch!" Terri grabbed a handful of Laurie's lovely, permed red hair, and shoved the girl's face into her crotch. "Get your tongue in there. Lap at it like you're a bitch dog. Yes. UNHHHH... Feel how soaking wet I am, Lauren? That's from listening to you beg...it's like music to my ears. That, and the sound of your sister being RAPED..." Terri sighed. "Keep going...." Mark was thoroughly documenting Laurie's entire ordeal with the video camera. He now zoomed in for an extreme close-up of the bride, licking away at her groom's ex's cunt. "Lesbian Brides...Part One!" he narrated in a booming voice. Terri giggled as she gripped the back of Laurie's head. "Part one of MANY..." Laurie just kept licking, wallowing in her humiliation, kneeling in her wedding dress in front of this deranged woman. This was supposed to be the best day of her life...and now it had become her worst. Her tears flowed freely as she carried out her forced lesbian act. It was all she could do to keep from throwing up from the thought of what she was doing. Terri didn't actually taste bad at all--compared to licking the soles of her boots, Terri's juices were like champagne! ...but Laurie thought the very idea was disgusting. Terri, of course, couldn't care less what Laurie thought. "That's right. You're going to be doing a LOT of this from now on!" The cameraman went over to the door and opened it. Laurie was aware of several people entering the room. She tried to look up. "No...keep going...don't worry about what's going to happen, because you have no say in the matter..." she was ordered. Then she felt hands groping at her breasts, and another reaching under her wedding dress, feeling at her crotch. She stiffened but kept licking Terri's bald cunt. "She's got panties on, Terri..." a male voice said from behind Laurie. "Well, that's no good!" Terri pouted. "Lauren, a slut like you has no need for panties. I want you to walk down that aisle bare-assed under that lovely wedding dress! Personally, I can't conceive of a better way to thoroughly humiliate you. And I've thought about it long and hard, believe me!" She jerked Laurie by the hair, so that the two of them were face to face. "I warned you to stay away from my man, didn't I? DIDN'T I?" Fearfully, Laurie nodded. "Well...now, you're going to pay. I'm going to make you the poster-girl for 'don't fuck with Terri'. Lauren...I want you to meet our guests." She let go of Laurie's hair. The hapless bride turned around to find five young men standing in a semicircle around her. As she eyed them fearfully, Terri continued: "We're going to have a little fun here. Lauren...all of these men have nice, hard cocks which they would love to share with you. You *do* love nice, hard cocks, don't you?" "No..." Laurie cried. "Oh, bullshit. You couldn't wait to get hold of Steve's cock. It didn't bother you that he was mine. Well, these guys are mine too. YOU MUST BE DYING TO GET A TASTE OF THEIR HARD COCKS, LAUREN! I'LL BET YOUR CUNT IS ACHING FOR THEM!!!" "No!" Laurie desperately insisted. Other than oral escapades, she and Steve had remained pure. Terri looked up at the men. "What do you say, guys? Want to give our lovely young bride her last fuck as a single woman?" The men all eagerly indicated their agreement. "Of course...you'll all still get plenty of chances to fuck her after she's married..." "Please, don't do this!" Laurie implored, cowering away from the men who now surrounded her. "Please, Terri, stop it, please..." She broke into fresh sobs. "Please don't...I'm a v-v-v-vir..." Her voice hitched on the word. "A virgin?" Terri mused. "Well, so was your sister until about ten minutes ago. We all lose it sometime, sweetie." "Please, oh god, please Terri," she was now barely understandable, "I'll cancel...cancel the w-wedding...I'll talk to Steve...tell him...tell him to go back to you...just please stop this...." The small smile again pursed Terri's lips. "You would do that for me?" "Yes!" Laurie sobbed desperately. "I will! Please just leave my sister and me alone...I...I'm g-giving Steve back to you! Please, I can't take this every day for the rest of my life..." "Wow...." Terri taunted amusedly. "So...this is 'true love'..." She looked into the camera, which was still recording everything for posterity. "Ain't it great?" Then she leaned in close to Laurie. "Listen, cunt. *I* will determine what you can and can't take. And if I'm wrong, then we'll throw you in a ditch somewhere and go amuse ourselves with Stephanie. And...thanks for your little 'offer'...but no thanks. You *will* be getting married today. You see...I've put months of planning into your new life with Steve, and what it's going to be like. And I'll be damned if I'm going to let you back out now...." "My...my life with Steve?" Laurie wondered aloud what the bitch was talking about. Then the redhead was being pulled in again, forced down onto Terri's cunt. "Lick me some more, Lauren. Let's put on a nice show for our guests." She complied, deftly working Terri's clit with her tongue, as the psychotic woman explained things to her. "After the wedding, your baby sister and your hubby are going to have a rather steamy, scandalous affair. Everyone will be talking about it, and believe me, EVERYONE is going to know about it. I didn't tell you to stop, bitch. That's it...lick it RIGHT THERE...you'll stay with him, and you won't do anything to stop the affair. It'll continue until he gets her pregnant." Terri was suddenly overcome with giddy joy, and had to pause for a moment before she could go on. "He'll lose his job over it, of course...the firm can't have a partner who goes around screwing his wife's little sister, now, can they? Oh, he'll try to find another job...but anywhere he applies will be getting an anonymous tip about his character." "You...you'll never get away with it...Steph and I w-w-won't d-" Terri raised her hand. "Whenever you or your sister disobeys me, you'll both be rounded up and you'll get to watch each other get gang raped by several of my friends. Several rather unpredictable friends. Who aren't as...nice...as I am. Then, you'll be thrown into a room and made to beat the shit out of each other--if anyone asks about the bruises, you'll say Steve beat you--and if you still refuse to cooperate, I'll roast Stephanie's tits with a blowtorch. Followed by yours. Stick that tongue deep in my cunt," she added. Laurie wept as she slid her tongue into Terri's pussy, probing it like a tiny cock. "MMMMMMMMM," Terri sighed. "That's it. You're a fast learner! Dear Stephanie will move in with you and Steve. Most likely, she'll be disowned by your parents and the rest of your family and will have nowhere else to go, anyway...who's going to want a skank who's pregnant with her brother-in-law's child? By that time, you'll all be on the street...maybe living in some run-down apartment in the city. Welfare moochers...Steve, his lovey-dovey wife, and his little concubine. Ream my slit with that tongue, bitch, don't be shy. And you'll stay with Steve...you'll put up with his adultering, his wife-beating...you'll just bear it and smile. What a loser everyone will think you are! And Steve thought when he dumped me that I wouldn't be able to fuck him anymore...oh, I'm just going to fuck him in so many ways, which he never dreamed were possible!" "Y-you can't....you won't be able to..." "Oh...yes, I will!" Terri explained. "You're going to help me make all of this happen, Lauren! It's going to be our little secret! Lick me, Lauren. Mmmmmm, you're a NATURAL!" Laurie's head slumped. She had never felt so totally beaten. "Please...let Steph go, then...please leave her out of it...you...you can do whatever you want to me..." "No. Stephanie is my property now as well, Lauren. In fact, as of this moment, she's *MY* little sister, not yours. You don't deserve to be called a big sister, after all the pain you've caused for her--and are GOING to cause for her. Eat me, you bitch. Get your tongue in there. That's right. I'm going to 'adopt' Stephanie. We'll go to the mall together, buy her slutty outfits, lacy lingerie, loads of makeup. Move your tongue in circles there...FUCK yeah... I'll teach her everything she needs to know about seducing Steve. Then I'll take her home and fuck her. Just like you're doing to me with that tongue OH YEAH.... After the wedding, you and Steve will have NO sexual relations. You'll refuse him...and we'll ALWAYS be watching! He'll have the biggest case of blue balls a newlywed has ever had. Then...enter Stephanie with her low-cut blouses, miniskirts, platform shoes and painted lips. He'll be unable to help himself! Oh yeah lick it LICK IT....OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!" The brideroom filled with the rapturous sounds of Terri's climax, the perfect counterpoint to Laurie's desolate sobs of hopelessness and despair. -------------------------- "...something borrowed..." -------------------------- "We're going to make this interesting, Lauren. These guys here," Terri patted a few asses, "are going to borrow your lovely body for the next," she looked at her watch, "forty minutes!" Terri retrieved a piece of paper and held it up. "Here is a list of things which I want done to you, Lauren. As you can see, you probably won't be able to finish all of it within that amount of time. So...whatever doesn't get checked off of this list, your sister will finish for you later on. So...your precious sister who you keep whimpering about...her fate is entirely up to you!" "Terri...please...I'll do whatever you want...just please leave Steph out of it!" "Are you quite through?" Terri demanded impatiently. "Because you're now down to 39 minutes." "No...." But even as she protested, Laurie was resignedly slipping her body out of her lovely wedding dress. Terri eyed the redhead's curvaceous body with jealousy. "Hmmmm...lovely!" the psychotic woman complimented, indicating the bride's white lace bra and matching panties. "But not befitting a slut like you. Take them off." Slowly, Laurie began removing her undergarments. She was being made to strip for the pleasure of a room full of men, and she was getting married in-- "38 minutes. Don't worry about taking your time, Lauren. Stephanie will be happy to cover for you, I'm sure!" That got Laurie going. She unsnapped her bra and tossed it aside. Her 34-DD melons sprang free, eliciting a gasp from everyone present, Terri included. "So...these are the infamous tits which you use to steal people's boyfriends! Well, I must say I'm impressed! Guys, aren't you impressed?" "I'll be impressed when my dick's between 'em!" one of the guys piped up, to peals of laughter and nods of agreement. Terri groped Laurie's boobs. "These *are* lovely, Lauren. I'll bet your little sis -- oops, MY little sister, Stephanie -- is quite envious of these! She needn't worry, however...I'm certain hers will swell up nicely, when she's pregnant with your husband's baby! Well, what are you waiting for? Get the panties off too!" Laurie, humiliated, cast her eyes downward as she removed her panties. The gathering in the brideroom again gasped in surprise as the redhead's completely shaved pussy was revealed. "Well..." Terri enumerated, "I suppose any of us who were wondering if you were a natural redhead are shit outta luck! Of course," she added, "I'm sure you'd tell us if we really wanted you to." Laurie made a futile effort to conceal herself with her hands, at the same time looking expectantly at Terri. "What are you looking at? The clock is running, Lauren. I'd suggest you get started on that list..." Laurie picked up the small piece of notebook paper and read the first item. "G-give blowjobs to....to everyone..." she recited, turning around and facing her tormentors. Terri clapped her hands mockingly. "Excellent. Not only can she flaunt her big tits, she can read, too!" She scowled at Laurie. "Do you want me to do this for you? Is that it? Well...fine by me..." The blonde turned to the nearest man and dropped to her knees. She hastily fumbled with his zipper and pulled the man's prick free. Terri wasted no time getting the engorged tool into her mouth. "Mmmmm LOOK at me suck this hard cock, Lauren!" she panted between slurps. Then she looked up at him, "I want you to cum in my mouth, baby..." Then back down on him, all the way to the base of his nine inch prick. Then back out to remind Laurie, "Just think of all the work you'll have to do to get this one hard again...after I make him cum..." Horrified understanding dawned on Laurie. As it was, it would be extremely difficult, if not impossible, to complete all of her "tasks" in the allotted time. Even more so, if her tormentors' cocks weren't hard... Laurie reflected briefly on the "list". Among the items listed, all of the men present were to make use of all of her holes--or Stephanie's, she reminded herself. Without wasting any more time, the pretty redhead dropped to her knees before the man closest to her. She fumbled with his zipper, and after only a brief hesitation, took him into her mouth. All the while, she tried not to think about where this cock--and everyone else's--were inevitably going. Assuming that there was even enough time... Terri had stopped sucking her man off, and was now watching Laurie interestedly. She looked again at her watch. "Attagirl...looks like you're on schedule to suck everyone's cock in the next...oh, thirty-four minutes..." She smiled with understanding. "Steph must need the experience, I take it?" "No..." Laurie pleaded as she dutifully licked the shaft of the tormentor standing before her. "Please, Terri...I can't possibly do all that...there's not enough time..." "That's because," Terri explained, "you're not thinking like the whore that you are. A whore has to improvise." She bubbled with mirth. "A whore has to know how to manage her time, and make efficient use of all her assets." With horror, the redhead realized what Terri wanted her to do. She also realized that it was the only way she could meet the quota specified in Terri's "list". So she turned around and picked out the man who seemed the least abusive of the group. "Please sir..." She struggled to say the words. "M-make love to m-" Terri cut her off. "Bitch...that is NOT how a whore talks. I *know* that a sleazy tramp like you has a much more diverse vocabulary..." She turned to the others. "In fact, I forbid any of you to touch this slut unless she first begs you, in a manner befitting her." The crazy bitch was bound and determined to find every possible way to humiliate Laurie, to strip her of every last shred of her dignity. And it was working like a charm. "P-please!" Laurie sobbed. "Terri...please..." How could someone torture another human being like this? Terri only looked at her watch, then back at the naked bride. Laurie began again. "Please...p-put it in...f-fuck...m-my pussy..." She took a breath. "Fuck my pussy, please..." Terri gave a nod to the man, who stepped behind Laurie. She gritted her teath and shut her eyes against the tears as he pressed against her, then she gasped as he slowly sank into the depths of her womanhood, enjoying the fruits which no other man had ever shared up until now. Her innocence, which she'd planned to give up to Steve tonight, was now lost forever. The man whom she'd been fellating, meanwhile, was pressing his cockhead insistently against her lips. In shame, she opened her mouth and let him in. The bride-to-be was now getting it from both ends, but of course this wasn't enough for Terri. "Mmmmm GREAT, Lauren. Leaving the ass-fucking duties for Stephanie, I see." She frowned. "That's....PROBABLY....a good idea. After all, we wouldn't want you to be too sore to walk down that aisle in thirty-one minutes..." "MMMMMMPFH!" Laurie protested. Terri was gently stroking one of the other men--who, Laurie was horrified to note, was hung like a bear. "Lauren...have you met my friend here? This is...well, we just call him 'Big Cock'. Fitting, don't you think?" Laurie wasn't sure the cock in question would "fit" anywhere without ripping her apart. Her eyes registered the fear as her mouth and cunt busily swallowed up the two pricks which were already banging away at her. "'Big Cock' is eager to try anal sex....but he's never been able to find a willing partner for it, for obvious reasons! He's wondering if you'll be willing, Lauren..." The tormented bride came up for air. "Terri...please," she gasped. "I've...I've never had...had anything...back there...I--" "That's OK," Terri lamented, stroking "Big Cock's" name-sake comfortingly. "I know where we can find some even tighter ass for you. Hmmmmm? Stephanie was pretty cute, wasn't she?" "NOOOOOO!" Laurie now wailed. "Terri...please listen...I can't...can't possibly take anything back there...I'd n-need time to prepare...please..." "Time?" Terri giggled. "You have exactly thirty minutes!" She leaned down and nibbled on Laurie's ear. "You'd better start loosening yourself up, dear. You know...slide a few of your fingers up there..." Laurie realized that the blonde was right. She shut her eyes in revulsion as she reached back, gingerly easing a finger into her tight virgin ass. It barely fit. Then she felt a gentle prodding at her lips and remembered her cocksucking duties as well. The redhead opened her mouth and accepted the waiting prick...and nearly gagged on it. Opening her eyes, she noted that "Big Cock" had now taken his place in front of her, and was insistently waving his tool before her. Laurie nearly fainted as she saw it up close...it was at least ten inches long, and thick like a club! How could I be expected to...she cut herself off before she could finish the dreadful thought. "Take it in, Lauren. I wanna see that monster disappear into your mouth," Terri urged, still nibbling on the captive bride's earlobe. Laurie moaned softly at the sensation of having her ears bitten, her pussy fucked and her own fingers probing her ass (she'd now forced a second finger inside herself.) She took a deep breath, not knowing for certain when she'd have the opportunity to get air again...then she began taking the huge cock into her mouth. Laurie considered herself to be pretty good at blowjobs. She'd never had any complaints...although she'd never mastered the art of deep throating, she could usually get a good portion of the goods in her mouth, and her lovers had always gone away satisfied. This was different, however... the cock in question was so thick that she could only get two inches of it into her mouth without gagging! Terri, of course, didn't care. "C'mon...give her more than that. She wants all of it in her mouth!" She grabbed a handful of Laurie's red hair and pulled her, forcing the cock deeper into her mouth. The bride began gagging and choking as inch after inch was forced down her throat, in this obscene oral rape. Laurie was already out of breath from the rather thorough fucking she'd been getting from the man kneeling behind her. Now, she was totally deprived of air. "Big Cock" and Terri easily slapped Laurie's flailing hands away as the young bride's face turned first red, then blue. "Something blue!!!!" Terri screamed triumphantly. Then she was leaning down whispering again to Laurie, who was ready to pass out. "That's it, whore. Pass out on us. Take the easy way out. Leave all the hard work to your little sister. I knew you didn't care about her or what happens to her." "MMMMMMMMM!!!!" Laurie moaned desperately. With a conscious effort, she fought to bring the involuntary gag reflex under control. She was also successful in breathing in a tiny bit of precious air through her nose. "How are you ever going to fit that thing in your asshole, Lauren? You're so tight back there!" She looked at the time again. "You know, Lauren...you're running out of time. You might not get everything on that list done in time. But I'll promise you one thing. This--" she indicated the obscenely huge prick "--will be going in your ass before you leave this room. And you are going to feel like you're being ripped apart..." Terri was literally drooling. "You're going to be in so much fucking pain that you're going to beg us to fuck your sister instead." "Mmmmm mmmmmm," Laurie protested weakly. Her eyes were like tortured windows to her soul. She knew that she'd be ripped apart by this monster...and Terri didn't care. "Know what I'm hoping for? I'm hoping you get almost everything done on the list...then you run out of time and we get to do it all over again with Stephanie. Generally speaking, all of us are really eager to rape your sister, Lauren...." The man who was fucking Laurie's cunt pulled out. Involuntarily, she continued thrusting her ass back and forth for a few seconds. Then, another of the men took his place in her no longer virgin pussy. The guy who'd just fucked her, meanwhile, was waiting his turn for the redhead's oral delights. "Hmmmmmm...let's let someone else have a turn, big guy," Terri cooed to "Big Cock". "You've got other holes to fill..." As the giant cock was finally pulled out of her mouth, Laurie gratefully gasped for air. All too soon, another cock was presented to her, this one covered with her pussy juices. Laurie looked around for something to clean it up with...but her blonde tormentor stopped her. "You take that in your mouth as is, girl. Don't be squeamish about sucking some pussy juice off of a cock...just a few minutes ago you had your tongue buried in my cunt. And don't you dare try to tell me you didn't like it." Obediently, Laurie lowered her mouth onto the offered prick, tasting her own tangy juices. Terri was right...it didn't taste all that much different from the pussy she'd been forced to eat earlier. All in all, the young bride was just grateful to have that monster cock out of her mouth. The man behind Laurie, meanwhile, had begun playing with her ass while he fucked her cunt. Already he'd worked two fingers into her tight asshole and was roughly prodding and probing her. His fingers were much bigger than Laurie's, and she already felt like her ass was being stretched to the limit. And of course, the thought hung over her head like a cloak, that this was nothing compared for the agony which was in store for her. And for Steph, if Laurie couldn't complete her daunting task. "Damn, she's tight," grunted the man playing with Laurie's ass, as he tried to slip a third finger inside the girl. "Not for much longer," giggled Terri, who was busy having her tits and cunt played with by "Big Cock" while they watched the show. "Not at all" the guy agreed as he pulled his stiff rod out of Laurie's cunt, and pressed the head against the bride's pink rosebud. Terri sprang to life. "NO! WAIT...." The would-be assfucker looked up. "Make her beg you for it. For the camera." She indicated the camera which was still recording everything. "I want complete footage of what a whore she is. Beg, Lauren." Laurie looked over her shoulder at the man who was poised and ready to rape her virgin ass. "P-please...put...put it in me..." "You can do better than that, Lauren. Show us what a whore you are." "P-pl-please...p-put...put your cock in m-my ass..." The man was rubbing his cockhead against the bride's anal opening, obviously eager to get underway. Terri shook her head, however. "Lauren...you're *still* not behaving like the whore we know you are. If I have to tell you one more time, we're going to do this with your sister instead!" "Noooooo," the redhead pleaded emphatically. "Please fuck my ass...please shove your cock up in my virgin bride asshole and ream this whore..." "Lovely," Terri drooled. "Steve is going to LOVE watching this video, of his bride begging to have her ass fucked just minutes before her wedding!" She nodded to the man, who eagerly began stuffing his cock into Laurie's ass. First he managed to work the tip into her...then, inch by inch, he slid into her extremely tight, previously unexplored depths. The man in front of her had resumed fucking her mouth, which was just as well, as Laurie's screams would have otherwise permeated the entire building and brought the entire wedding party running. The young redhead had never been in such agony. "OhmygodITHURTS," she thought delirously, "getitoutPLEASEgetitoutohgodSTEPHSTEPHSTEPH.... doingitforSTEPHOHGODPLEASEDON'THURTMYSISTER..." as her virginal ass was mercilessly taken. The three of them shifted around slightly...the two men and their unwilling sex slave. Another of the men had lain down, face up, and Laurie was now being lowered onto him, even as the other two cocks remained buried to the hilt in her mouth and ass. As the third man entered her pussy, Laurie hardly noticed for all the pain in her stretched asshole. Meanwhile, pre-wedding music had begun in the church, and was piping into the speakers in the brideroom...and Laurie's three assailants were fucking each of her openings in time to the music, in a crude, obscene symphony. And the camera was catching all of it. Terri poked her head into view of the camera: "This is our *lovely* bride. Just...22 minutes before the big moment, when she says those vows!" Laurie was in too much pain to care about Terri's taunting at this point. She desperately tried to focus her mind on something--anything--besides the wall of pain which was crashing down upon her. "Lauren, you just tell us if you want us to do your sister instead...and we'll stop, sweetie!" Terri's voice, from somewhere on the other side of that wall of excruciating agony. "We'll leave you be...you can get dressed, and go have your wedding..." "I love you, Steph," Laurie thought. "I won't give up...but oh god it HURTS SO MUCH..." Then, everything stopped. The cock which was invading her ass suddenly withdrew...as did the one raping her mouth. The man underneath Laurie pumped her a few more times, then extricated himself from beneath her. Laurie sobbed as she caught her breath. "A-anything...Terri..." The bride looked up at her tormentor, who was towering over her. "I... I'll do anything...g-give you...anything...just please m-make this stop..." Then she saw why all of the men had stopped screwing her. "Big Cock" was getting himself into position behind her. "Terri pleeeeeeeease!!!! I can't TAKE that inside me..." She fearfully scooted away from her soon-to-be sodomizer, and found herself again begging at Terri's feet. "Please...I can't take this..." "Nonsense," explained the blonde. "Since the beginning of time, ever since there's been fucking, there have been women getting raped. Some, like you, even deserved it." She licked her lips. "Granted...these circumstances are rather unique...you, my dear, may be setting a record for taking the most cocks in the most holes less than a half hour before your church wedding!" "PLEEEEEASE..." Laurie knew it was no use. Terri decided to torment the girl a bit. "Laurie...are you sorry you stole my man from me?" "Yes," the redhead whispered eagerly. "Yes I am so very sorry, Terri!!!" Maybe there was a chance... The psychopath's voice was now very thoughtful. "Lauren...tell me...if I let you go, what will you do for me?" "I'll...I'll give up Steve...let you have him back..." Terri had already heard this, of course...but Laurie knew she had to talk fast while this deranged bitch was actually considering letting her go. "He won't want me. He dumped me for you, remember? You'd just steal him from me again, Lauren..." She nodded to "Big Cock". Laurie curled her ass up against her legs frightfully, still pleading. "No...I won't steal him...please listen...I'll...I'll leave town..." That seemed to get Terri's attention. Laurie seized the opportunity. "Yes...that's what I'll do! I'll get dressed...I'll go out the back entrance right now...I'll just get in my car and leave... You won't have to worry about me ever again, Terri..." More inspiration struck her. "Steve will be left waiting at the altar...he'll be so mad...you can pick up the pieces, Terri! He'll be all yours!!! And I'll be out of your life...you won't have to worry about me stealing your man with my big tits..." "And you'll never come back?" Terri mused. "Never," Laurie promised, "you have my word, Terri..." "Well..." the blonde pondered. "OK, that sounds reasonable..." Tears of relief began to pour down Laurie's cheeks. "...on one condition." "Anything...." Terri sneered. "Your little sister will remain with us for the rest of her life. She will become our own personal sex slave, and she will service our cocks and cunts every day. Her tiny 17 year old body, including her mouth, cunt and asshole will become our property. The choice is yours, Lauren..." Of course this wasn't an option, as Terri was well aware. She grinned evilly as Laurie, beaten and defeated, arranged herself on all fours and shut her eyes, as "Big Cock" took his place behind her. The redhead whimpered as she felt the huge cockhead being rubbed against the pucker of her sore ass. Then came the pressure, and the pain. As the giant forced his enormous tool, inch by inch, into Laurie's tiny asshole, one of the other men--the one who had just finished with the bride's tight ass--forced his prick into her mouth. It was just as well that he did...otherwise Laurie's screams of agony would have deafened every one of the guests who were now filing into the church for her wedding.... ---------------- For a while, Laurie was literally fucked senseless. As "Big Cock" reamed her tight backdoor, the pretty redhead became delirious and drifted in and out of consciousness. Desperately she clenched her ass muscles, trying vainly to force the invader out, knowing that she *had* to get that monstrous cock out of her before it ripped her insides apart and caused her to bleed to death. Her screams and cries were muffled by the cock she was fellating...or, more accurately, the cock which was raping her mouth. As "Big Cock" pulled all the way out, Laurie squeezed her torn, abused sphincter tightly, in vain hope that she could keep him out. But it was no use, and as he buried himself to the hilt in her bowels again, Laurie knew that she'd gladly offer her own sister if this pain would only stop. Silently she pleaded with her mouth-fucker not to pull his prick out of her mouth, for the young bride knew she'd be unable to stop herself from begging for Steph to be abused in her place. But the blonde read Laurie's mind. "Honey," she patted the shoulder of the bride's oral rapist, "hold up a sec. I think our dear Lauren has something she wants to say." NO...OH GOD NO... With a loud POP! he pulled his dick out of Laurie's mouth. "PLEASE GET IT OUT OH PLEASE ITS TEARING ME APART..." she wailed. "OHGOD IT HURTS SO BAD!" "Why, Lauren. Do you want him to put it in Stephanie's asshole instead?" Terri oozed like melted butter. Laurie couldn't help it. "YES...YES...DO IT TO STEPH INSTEAD JUST PLEEEEEEASE TAKE IT OUT OH GAWWWD!!!!" It was the lowest moment of Laurie's young life, and for a fraction of a second the pain of her guilt outweighed that of her ravaged ass. But only for a fraction of a second. Then, Laurie's anal assailant began screwing her ass like a jackhammer. The man in front of her moved forward again and resumed fucking her mouth, and this time even a mouthful of dick couldn't effectively muffle her cries of pain and of shame. Terri continued needling the bride. "I knew we'd break you. But we're going to let all these guys fuck your ass anyway. I will show this tape to Stephanie though, so she can see what kind of a selfish bitch you are." She grinned. "So far, you've betrayed your sister and offered to give up your man just to avoid a little humiliation. Some woman you are..." Laurie, nearly numb with guilt and blinded by the immense pain, barely heard. When "Big Cock" finished raping her ass, Laurie was down to 12 minutes. Desperately she struggled to recall which of the men had already fucked her, and in which holes. It was difficult, as she now felt completely numb. Quickly she gathered three of the men, positioning them at the openings which they hadn't yet violated. The redhead winced as her sore ass was again reamed. She'd expected that anal wouldn't hurt so bad, after having had that monster cock up there...but she found that she was wrong. Laurie was even more sore there now, and every thrust brought new, blinding pain. Not to mention that "Big Cock" was now ramming away at her tight cunt... After a few more position changes, Laurie had had all five men in all three holes...with the exception of one of the younger guys, who was squeamish about fucking the bride in the ass. Laurie looked to Terri hopefully. "Please....he...he doesn't want to!" "That's fine, doll, but you know the rules...maybe Stephanie will be more persuasive when it's *her* turn!" "No....please...." Laurie turned to the young man and appealed to him. "Please...please this slut bride wants y-your cock....in her a-ass...OH PLEASE...PLEASE, MY WEDDING STARTS IN FIVE MINUTES, PLEASE FUCK MY ASS!!!!!" As the young man was finally convinced to take the bride's ass, Terri and the cameraman shared a smile, realizing the "wedding highlight" they'd just gotten on film.... --------------------------------------- As Laurie slipped her wedding dress back on--sans bra or panties--Terri talked. "Well...we're all out of time here, Lauren. Are you ready? Let me fix your veil. Don't worry...all that cum dripping down your face will look just like tears of happiness, until Steve lifts your veil. I'll be watching the whole thing...don't you dare clean yourself off in any way!" she warned. "As for these guys...well, they have a date with your sister..." Laurie's eyes grew wide. "B-but...I did what...what you said on the list!" "Really?" Terri asked softly. "Lauren...what about Mark?" The blonde indicated the cameraman. The bride's heart froze in her chest. "No...you didn't say..." The blonde laughed. "Honey...the list said for those things to be done with *all* the men present. Seems like you ignored poor Mark..." "Please...I DID WHAT YOU ASKED!!! OH, please...." Laurie whimpered. "Poor Mark," Terri repeated. "He had to watch your slutty performance...servicing all five of those cocks over and over...and he never got so much as a 'thank you' blowjob from you..." She rubbed Mark's head sympathetically. "Poor baby...I think to make up for it, Mark here will get first crack at Stephanie's tight virgin ass..." "No...I'll do it..." She dropped to her knees in front of the cameraman. "I'll do it all..." the bride desperately clawed at Mark's belt even as Terri and a few of the others began pulling her away. "No, your time is up, Lauren...time to walk down that aisle to be with your TRUE LOVE..." As they dragged the bride away, kicking and screaming in her full wedding attire (sans panties and bra), Laurie desperately pleaded. "Please...let me fuck him...PLEASE!!!" She then appealed to Mark directly: "Please...I want your cock...I need it in my mouth...my cunt...my ass...PLEASE OH PLEASE FUCK THIS LITTLE SLUT!!!!!!" The video camera caught it all perfectly. Then they were outside the brideroom, and Terri was guiding her down the hallway, toward the entranceway, beyond which were gathered all of Laurie's friends and family (with the obvious exception of Steph...) "Please....I can't, Terri..." Laurie whispered, knowing it wouldn't matter. It didn't. "You will walk down that aisle...and you won't say a word about any of this. You know what the consequences will be..." Then Terri gave her a shove to the center of the entranceway. The organ music started up. The congregation observed the lovely bride walking slowly down the aisle. They could make out the tears of happiness streaming slowly down her face. They couldn't see her wincing as each and every step brought pain to her freshly fucked ass. They couldn't see the multiple loads of jism dripping from the bride's pussy and ass, running down her leg--the dress was too long for that. They couldn't see the cum which had adhered the wedding dress to Laurie's body...so thick in some places, that it had actually soaked through the dress... They couldn't see the loads of sperm dousing Laurie's lovely red hair, and most of her face... ...although they would see soon enough... Laurie openly began to sob as she walked, step by step, toward the rest of what her life had so suddenly become...