Rape of the bride on their wedding night

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I am a Black man of mixed Asian and African descent who served in the U.S. military as a special forces soldier. Therefore, I possess a strong physique, a calm mind, and agile movements. I was discharged last year and initially worked as a bodyguard for a gangster in Guangzhou through a friend's introduction. Later, during a gang fight, I was shot while protecting my boss, a shot that nearly cost me my life. During my recovery, I thought for a long time that if I continued in the underworld, I would eventually be finished. After recovering, I lied to my boss, saying that the gunshot had greatly diminished my abilities and courage, and that I was afraid I could no longer work as a bodyguard, so I resigned and went home. Fortunately, my boss agreed to my request and gave me $500,000 as retirement funds. After thanking my boss, I returned to my hometown of Shanghai, which I had left behind my mother. I was amazed at how much Shanghai had changed in the past few decades. Looking at the market, it seemed like everyone was wealthy, buying cars and houses. Naturally, I also bought a house in a prime location. This May, it was the perfect time of year, with spring in full bloom and a popular season for young people to get married. One day, I was passing by a residential area when I was suddenly drawn by the sound of firecrackers and the commotion of a crowd. Walking over, I discovered that a newlywed couple's wedding car had arrived. Since I had nothing else to do, I stood at the back of the crowd to watch. The car door opened, and the bride and groom stepped out hand in hand, just as the firecrackers started again. My gaze swept over the newlyweds, and that one look changed my life, igniting a primal desire that had been dormant for many years. When my eyes fell on the bride, I immediately felt as if a sledgehammer had struck my heart; I felt suffocated, unable to breathe, my breathing rapid. I stared blankly at the bride, who was about 1.72 meters tall, around 20 years old, wearing a white wedding dress. Her exposed skin was fair and smooth, her oval face adorned with beautiful eyes, a straight nose, and slightly large lips—all so harmonious and sensual. My gaze naturally fell on the bride's chest. What a pair of beautiful breasts! A deep cleavage was visible even through the wedding dress, and her full breasts seemed ready to leap out. I couldn't help but swallow hard. Finally, my gaze settled on the bride's lower body. Although the dress wasn't very transparent, thanks to my special forces-trained eyesight, I could still see her long legs and full, pert buttocks. I estimated her measurements to be around 38-19-37. This was the first time I'd ever seen such a beautiful woman. Unconsciously, I felt a surge between my legs. I awkwardly glanced around. Luckily, everyone's eyes were on the newlyweds. My gaze was fixed on the groom. He was of average height but not particularly handsome. He must be very rich to marry such a bride. I thought to myself: No way! What right does he have to marry such a beautiful bride? I must rape her on his wedding night, before he even sees her, in front of him. I must rape her, play with her, and discipline her. I want her to moan in pain and cry out in pleasure before her husband. x82x So I followed the crowd upstairs, found out their apartment number, and then went downstairs to prepare the tools for tonight's operation. Around 9:30 PM, I appeared downstairs at the newlyweds' apartment. I looked up at their bridal chamber; there were still quite a few people making a ruckus. I knew the local custom: after the wedding banquet at the restaurant, the newlyweds' friends usually continue the festivities until around 10 PM. I planned to sneak into their bridal chamber while the bride and groom went downstairs to see off their friends and carry out my crazy plan. Sure enough, around 10:08 PM, the bride and groom's door opened, and many people came down, laughing and joking. The bride and groom, dressed in their wedding attire, politely said goodbye to their friends. I knew that at this time, the bride and groom were immersed in happiness and rarely vigilant; they might have forgotten to close the door when they went downstairs to see their friends off. I secretly slipped in. This saved me the effort of opening the door, and it would be done without anyone noticing. While they were busy saying goodbye downstairs and no one was paying attention to me, I quickly went up to their new apartment. I listened to the sounds in the hallway and inside the apartment, and realized that no one was there. I gently pulled on the door, and sure enough, it wasn't locked; it opened easily. I listened to the sounds inside the apartment to make sure no one was there before confidently entering. I then put the door back on its original position and quickly and carefully observed the beautifully decorated apartment. I decided to hide in the bedroom closet, waiting for the right moment to begin my operation. I stayed in the closet for about ten minutes when I heard the bride and groom open and close the door. Then I heard the groom's joyful voice: "Darling, I've finally waited for our time to come. Come on, let me kiss you..." Then I heard the bride's coquettish voice: "You lecher, I've finally given you what you wanted..." The groom chuckled and said, "I've been waiting for this day for three years, and I'm going to enjoy it to the fullest!" Immediately afterward, I heard the two of them enter the bedroom and kiss, followed by the groom's heavy breathing and the bride's moans. I was afraid they were about to have sex, and just as I was about to do so, the bride's soft moan rang out: "Honey, don't be in such a hurry. The curtains aren't even drawn yet. Aren't you afraid someone will see my body? Besides, we've been exhausted all day, and we're covered in sweat and smell of alcohol. Let's take a shower first, and then make love. Wouldn't it be better to be comfortable?" "Okay, I'll shower first. You rest for a while..." A little while later, I heard the sounds of clothes being taken off and water running, and the sound of the TV being turned on came from the living room. About twenty minutes later, the sound of running water stopped, followed by the sound of a door opening, then the laughter of two people. A moment later, I heard the groom urging the bride to hurry up and take a bath. After a pause, the sound of running water resumed; I knew the bride was bathing, and my plan was about to begin. I listened outside and knew the groom was in the living room. I gently pushed open the wardrobe door, tiptoed out of the wardrobe, and then walked sideways into the living room. From outside the living room, I cautiously peeked out and saw the groom sitting naked on the sofa watching TV with his back to me, completely unaware of the danger approaching. I quietly walked up to him. He must have noticed me; he suddenly turned around, and just as he was about to scream, I swiftly struck him on the neck. He vomited and collapsed to the ground. I immediately took out a leather rope and tied him up, then carried him to the bedroom. I took a chair and placed it next to the heating pipe in the corner of the room. Then I tied the groom's hands and feet to the chair, and then tied the chair to the pipe. Finally, I taped his mouth shut. After I finished doing all this, I woke the groom up. When the groom woke up, he found himself tied up. Terrified, he made a buzzing sound and struggled incessantly. I chuckled and said, "You're not allowed to make a sound, or you'll die!" The groom nodded. I lewdly picked up his penis and said playfully, "Hey, your thing is too small, far inferior to mine. How can it satisfy your sexy bride? I'm here to deflower her and satisfy her." The groom blushed with shame and anger, making angry buzzing sounds. I patted his face playfully and said, "Save your energy. Watch how I play with your bride later, watch how I make her moan with excitement. Tonight, I'm going to train her to be my sex slave. I'm going to play with every inch of her body." I said something provocative to the groom, who was so ashamed and angry he almost fainted. Just then, the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped. I knew the bride was about to emerge from her bath, and I teased the groom, saying, "You're going to get a real treat for your eyes soon, haha..." I walked behind the bathroom door, preparing to attack from behind. se.x92x.A short while later, the bride, completely unaware of what had happened while she was bathing, pushed open the bathroom door, walked out naked, and said in a seductive voice, "Husband, were you waiting impatiently?" But the groom's voice didn't come as she expected. The bride angrily said, "Husband, are you asleep?" Still no sound. The bride looked towards the living room, didn't see the groom, and laughed angrily, "Fine, you can go wait in bed then!" The bride stormed towards the bedroom, and suddenly she found the groom naked and tied to a chair. The groom was buzzing in terror. The bride was shocked and stunned. Seeing the groom buzzing frantically at her, she came to her senses and rushed over to ask, "Husband, what's going on?" The groom shook his head frantically behind her. The bride then realized something was wrong, turned around, and saw me lecherously staring at her beautiful naked body. She screamed in terror, covered her fair and high breasts, and said, "Who are you? What do you want?!" I leered, "Hehe, what do you think I can do with a wanton woman's body right now?" The bride looked down and noticed the prominent bulge between my legs. Terrified, she cried, "You'd better leave quickly, or I'll scream!" I stared lustfully at the dark, lush greenery between her thighs and leered, "Try screaming." Sure enough, the bride opened her mouth to scream, "Help..." Before she could finish, I punched her in the bare stomach. She only managed half a syllable of "help" before letting out a scream and collapsing to the ground, gasping for breath. The groom struggled even more painfully beside her. I grabbed the bride's hair, tilted her head to face me, and chuckled, "You slut, try screaming again." The bride, panting heavily, pleaded, "Brother, please have mercy on us! We've just started a new life, please spare us! Take all the money you want, we won't call the police, just don't hurt us." I laughed loudly, "You filthy woman, you wish! Let me tell you, I'm not short of money. I'm here for you today. Who told you to be so beautiful? My 'treasure' is thicker and longer than your husband's. You'll experience the most wonderful lovemaking in the world. If you serve me well, I might consider sparing your lives. Otherwise, I'll rape and kill you!" The bride shook her head in terror, "No, brother, please spare us! We're willing to be your slaves." I lewdly grinned, "Alright, then you'll be my horse, and I'll ride you every night." The bride blushed with shame and indignation, "No, brother, please have mercy! Don't ruin my chastity, or how will I face anyone?" I laughed angrily, "You wretched woman, what era are we living in? Still talking to me about chastity? I haven't even verified if you're a virgin, and besides, it's hard to say if you'll even survive. But as long as you behave, everything will be fine. Only you, him, and I know what happened today. If we don't tell, who will?" The bride cried bitterly, "No, please spare us..."

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