She'd figured out how to get the props at a thrift store for less than fifty bucks.  Then I appeared at her incall location; by arrangement, she'd left the door open.

I came in quietly, locked the door behind, and stole my way down the hall to her bedroom.  There she was, in front of the mirror, dressed as a bride in a snow white wedding gown, her face perfectly made up.  Her arms arched up as she pinned her hair up.  The lace gown cinched her waist and flowed gracefully to the floor.  She was totally focused on the image of herself in the mirror, making herself beautiful.

I stole up behind her without her seeing me, then grabbed her, my hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming, the other arm pinning her arms behind her.  I grabbed a long white silk scarf on her dresser and tied her arms behind her, stuffed the veil into her mouth and secured it with another scarf, and threw her on to the bed.  

I pulled the Swiss Army Knife from my pocket and started at the bottom hem of the dress, cutting it up the length of it in front, revealing her legs in snow-white hose, and the frilly red garters holding them up.  

I tore the bodice off of her; the gown's delicate fabric ripped with the delicious sound of surrender, as she lay on the bed, her eyes fearful and yet full of anticipation, her perfect body decked out in the lingerie intended for the delight of her groom on their wedding night.  

I cut off the bra with a single stroke of the knife, revealing her delectable small breats and perky nipples.  My hunger out of control, I just ripped the panties off.

She worked the gag looose as I prepared to enter her.

"Yes!" she said. "Yes!  Save me from him!"


Note:  Do not attempt this by yourself.  Not for home consumption.  Not packaged for retail sale.  This has been a reenactment performed by consenting adults after thorough discussion and planning.  A bucket of iced water was available at all times.

Have fun!