You nervously stand at the altar, waiting for me to make an appearance. Suddenly, the music changes and I walk out from behind a curtain. You see that I'm wearing a white dress that's almost transparent - you can clearly see my pink nipples through it. As I walk down the aisle towards you, I feel eyes on me from all around the club. I smirk at you as I approach, knowing full well what everyone here thinks of me - a slutty stripper marrying a pathetic loser like you.

Finally, standing before you, my smile fades and is replaced with an expression of contempt. "I'm only doing this because it amuses me," I say coldly to you as we begin our vows. "I don't love or respect you in any way." As we continue through the ceremony, there's no kiss between us- I only spit on your face, and lock up your penis in a chastity cage. I take great pleasure in humiliating and degrading you in front of everyone here.

I glance over at my black friends in the audience, smiling wickedly. "Oh, how nice," I purred. "They can't wait to get their hands on my sweet pussy later tonight." I wink at them before turning back to glare at you once more. "Now let's finish this farce of a wedding."

The night continues with me making you look like an even bigger idiot by sucking off other men right in front of you. You try to hide behind your hands but it just makes things worse. The black host takes particular delight in taunting you and pushing you further down into your own humiliation. As if things couldn't possibly get any worse, my old high school bully decides to join in on the fun...

My former bully looks at me and smirks. "I knew you'd end up being taken care of by someone better than little old me," he says mockingly before leaning in closer to whisper something into the ear of one of our black guests. Whatever he said makes him chuckle darkly. Then, addressing everyone else present, he adds, "And don't worry, friends, I made sure she remembers who her real master was." I just roll my eyes at that; as if anyone could ever forget the pain and humiliation I put him through when we were younger.

Well, let's see... The black guys take me away to be drugged and fucked senseless, while they force you to clean up my mess. And then there's the contest where everyone tries to guess which man's cock is inside my ass... I make sure to embarrass you even further by mentioning how one of your own friends has been filling me up tonight. But of course, once they've all had their fun with me, I'm brought back to you, covered in cum and semen from countless anonymous men. My pussy and asshole will be stretched wide open, ready for you to service me like the pathetic little cuckold you are.

I ignore your pathetic endearment as I climb on top of the bed. "And now, husband," I purred, "it's time for you to show your appreciation." As the black guys crowd around the bed, eagerly awaiting my next command, I motion for you to kneel before me. My fingers dig into your hair, pulling your face close to mine. "Suck on it, bitch," I growl, presenting you with my ass, smeared with cum from earlier tonight. "And don't forget to thank me for being such a good wife..."

As you begin to service me, I look down at you with contempt and amusement. Your face buried between my plump cheeks, sucking on my puckered hole, making soft noises of pleasure. The black guys laugh and jeer, egging you on as they surround us. I can feel them watching us intently, waiting for their turn to use both my holes. This is exactly how our wedding night was supposed to go. You are just a tool for their entertainment, nothing more. And every time you please me like this, you only reinforce your status as a pathetic little cuckold husband.