White Wedding

Mirage

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Megan: 20, 5'6", 34C-24-35, wavy jet-black hair to middle of shoulders, blue eyes.

I took one last look at myself in the dressing room mirror. This is the big day, I thought, and a wide smile crossed my face.

I was dressed in my wedding gown. The one I had spent months trying to find. It was made of soft white satin and silk. An off the shoulder top, a scoop back, and beaded pearls along the bodice. It was tight around the waist, and then flared out into the main skirt, and a long train. A flowered tiara with a translucent veil covered my face. Underneath I had put on a pair of thigh-high white silk stockings, a barely there pair of white silk panties, the garter (of course), and a modest pair of white heels.

I had spent hours getting my hair done, and my makeup just right. I was so nervous, and so excited at the same time. Of course, if I had known what was going to happen once I walked down that aisle, I may have been feeling something completely different.

A soft knock came at the door followed by a feminine voice, my best friend and Maid of Honor. "Megan, it's time."
 
OCC:Question

OCC: What kind of fantasy are you looking for in this thread Mirage? I was thinking a Best Man, rape/forced sex type of thing, but I thought I'd run it by you first, so I didn't ruin your thread.
 
OOC: I was thinking something public, during the ceremony itself...group..definitely would like women involved as well. :) Forced is fine though.
 
OCC:Well I'll post this and then maybe a women will post as the maid of honor coming to see where the bride is or somethin'.
The door opens slowly...and her husband to bes Best Man enters the room, dressed in a Black Tuxedo. He has an evil grin on his face as he moves over towards Megan. She never really trusted her fiances best friend, she always thought of him as a jerk.
He moved over to the bride to be..."You almost look good enough to eat Megan..."

Description: Jack, 6'2, 190 pounds, Brown hair/brown eyes, has been friends with her husband since High School.
 
OOC: If this becomes a group, public thing, I'd love an invitation. In fact, I would love to be the minister who's supposed to be performing the ceremony and who's lusted after the bride for many years.
 
OOC: That would be fine by me Safety. :) Now, if I could just find a Maid of Honor to come open the door. LOL. Sorry Talon, just trying to stay consistent with the thread I started.
 
the maid of honor

OOC: Liz, the maid of honor, Meg's best friend. She has flowing dark hair, big brown eyes, lovely ivory skin, a pretty face with a kissable mouth, small pert breasts on a 5'5 110lbs frame.

IC:
Panting I come up the stairs and burst into Megan's room. I'm late, because I lost tract of time when I fantasized about my own wedding last night, so that I slept late and woke late, too.

Today is Megan's wedding, the day we've all been waiting for. She looks lovely in her white wedding dress. I have an almost same model, but in the softest peach color, with the same tiara of flowers, but no veil. My dress length is also shorter, coming only to midcalf, while hers has a full lenght.

When I get in her room, I see her Jack, her fiance's best friend and best man. We both don't like him much, thinking he's a creep. But I must admit, he's not bad looking, and has a georgeously muscular body, which we'd seen repeatedly at the pool. But so far, we haven't had much contact with him, although he kept trying to ask Megan to ask me on a double date with them. I've said no because I have my eyes on Ray, who looks even better, but is deeply involved with someone else.

And here he is, the Jerk, as Megan calls him, in her room, smirking at her. Megan looks happily relieved to see me, and we chatter excitedly and just ignore him.
 
OOC: Julie, Maid of Honor. 30-something, was Megan's tutor so they became best friends in spite of age difference. Long, wavy auburn hair, 5'2", a nicely rounded 110 pounds.

IC: Opening door. "Megan, honey, come on--it's time to head to the sanctuary. Everybody else is there. Oh! Jack! What the hell are you doing here? You're supposed to be with the rest of the wedding party. Nobody but me was supposed to see Megan in her gown. Get your butt back where it belongs!"
 
OOC: Oops--guess the story doesn't need two maids of honor. I'll bow to lovely asian cunny and maybe slide in as someone else later. BTW, I too think Jack's a sleaze--and dangerous!
 
OOC: Mirage, are you OK with TWO maids of honor? One, Liz, your best friend, the other, Julie, your tutor.
 
OOC:
I don't mind TP, as long as Megan agrees. If this is to be a group scene, I'd say, the more the merrier..... we'd also need more men!
 
OOC: Julie here. More Men! More Men! More Men! Oh, sorry, I got carried away there for a minute. If Megan agrees, I'll be happy to be in the bridal party. I want to keep an eye on that Jack, and being in the bridal party is the best way to do that. (I also want to keep my eyes on Liz, but that's another part of the story)
 
OOC:
TP! I'd luv you to TEACH me! Have never been with a wonam before...
AC
 
As Julie and Liz walked with Megan to join the rest of the bridal party, Julie thought, "Hmm, Liz is joking around again about being with a woman. This wedding with all it's excitement just might finally be getting to her. I know I'd like to. She talks a good talk, but I wonder if she would ever really let me teach her what I've just learned so well. Well, there's plenty of time. After all, this wedding party is supposed to last all week-end."
 
As the Bride, Liz and Julie moved quickly down the hall toward the room where the nuptials would soon be held, Julie caught her heel on the hem of her skirt.

"Oh damn," she said. "You two go ahead, I'll catch up. I just need to fix this. No problem."

As she leaned against the wall, bent over to straighten the slightly torn hem, she was startled to feel an arm thrown around her waist from behind and a low snarl in her ear:

"OK, Bitch. I finally got you alone." She instantly recognized Jack's down-and-dirty voice.

"Get your arm off me, you s.o.b." Julie started to yell for help, then broke off with a sudden yelp as Jack's hand slipped down into the neckline of her low-cut bridesmaids dress and roughly grabbed her breast.

"Shut up you Bitch-Whore! I've been watching for a chance to teach you a lesson. I know what you've been saying about me, and I don't like it one damn bit."
 
OOC: Is anybody going to be Jack? The groom, whoever he is? Is anybody going to go on with this, or is the story dead?
 
Rev. Hughes

I'm going over the order of service one last time in my office before stepping out to find the groom, making sure there are no last minute doubts when I hear voices from the hallway. Stepping out the door, I find a woman in a formal dress, looking like she's in the bridal party and a man in a tuxedo. She really doesn't look too happy about the way he's grabbing her.

"Excuse me, is there a problem here?"
 
Graham (groom) :

I await rather impatiently at the side of the aisle. I wonder what was taking all of them so long. Deciding to wait a while more, I force a smile to those around me, trying not to look anxious.

OOC: I'll make my entrance later, kinda early now.
 
OCC: I'm JAck...thank you very much! :) Oh and yeah Jacks a baddguy...but I'm not. :)

He growled at her as her gripped her breast, paralizing her with pain. He had looked pissed off ever since they barged into the room with him and Megan.
He dragged/pulled her back into the room where Megan was getting ready, looking back to the preacher before shutting the door..."Alls fine here...just do your job."
He slammed the door and threw Julie to the ground. "Its probably at your best advantage not to fight me...you will loose." He says as he pulls off his jacket and begins to undo his tie..."If you co-operate I just might make it pleasureable for you as well."
 
"No Reverand, everything's fine--now." (Throwing Jack a furious look) "Let's get to the wedding party, I'm sure everybody is wondering where Jack has gotten to, and Megan and Liz must think I'm lost."
 
OCC: Oops, sorry Talon. Having a little trouble getting into the timing of this thing. Please ignore my little pleasantry to the preacher and go on with the story.
 
OOC: Sorry kids, it's bedtime for this bridesmaid. I'll check in tomorrow. Nighty night.
 
OCC: No problem.

IC: He looked her over...pulling off his shirt. Jack really wasn't all that bad of a guy, but once people think your an asshole they always treat you like one...and frankly he was getting alittle annoyed by it. "Well?...I'd hate to tear your pretty little dress babe...so you gonna take it off willingly?"
Jack was built...like a brick wall. He played High School Football, and hasn't stopped working out since then, so he's kept his muscle mass. He approached her and lifted her by the arm...ready in case she tried anything. "Well woman...are you deaf?"
 
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