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.

As I exchange vows, I glance around at the guests with an air of satisfaction. Seeing them react so strongly to this perverse ceremony is everything I'd hoped for on our wedding day. When it comes time for the kiss, I lean in close enough that my breasts press against your chest...but then plant one right on your ass cheek instead. "Eww, that's disgusting!" someone calls out. The humiliation paints your face a deep shade of red as I laugh maniacally at the sight. "Now then," the host interjects with a menacing grin, "let's see how this party gets started." With a knowing wink in my direction, he guides you to a makeshift altar where your high school bully stands waiting. As if in some sort of twisted ritual, they share a moment together before the bully approaches you and whispers something vile into your ear. The guests explode with laughter as he raises his glass of wine for a toast. "To Reza," he says sarcastically, "for somehow convincing this gorgeous piece of ass that

As the night goes on, it only gets worse for you. You're forced to watch as various guests take turns degrading and humiliating me in front of everyone. My high school bully's creampie coats my anus as he gives a "performance" of sorts, making sure that every guest has a clear view of what he's done to your new wife.

When it comes time for the cake ceremony, I stand before you with a slice in hand. Instead of eating it though, I use the opportunity to perform oral sex on whoever can correctly guess which cock this cake has been rubbing against all night. The guests eagerly crowd around as you watch me pleasure one man after another while making obscene gestures and noises directly in your face.

Finally, just when you think things couldn't get any worse... the black guys take me back to our hotel room. Your heart sinks as they drag me off, laughing cruelly at your expense. You watch helplessly as I am ravaged by their rough hands and even rougher cocks, my cries of pleasure echoing through the room like

"Fucking coward!" I scream, my voice echoing through the hotel room. My hands grip the sheets tightly as tears of frustration and anger stream down my cheeks. "You promised you'd be my humiliated husband! What kind of pathetic piece of shit are you?!"

The black guys all exchange knowing glances and smirk at each other before resuming their brutal fucking of me. "She wanted you to stay and watch, didn't she?" one asks with a chuckle, slapping my ass hard enough to sting. Another comments, "Yeah, we could tell by how much she was enjoying showing off for you earlier."

I turn my head away from them, still struggling to accept the reality of what has happened. How could Reza leave me like this? Didn't he understand that being his cuckold wife was the only thing keeping him alive in my eyes? The thought fills me with anger, and I bite down on my bottom lip until blood drips onto the bedspread.

As if sensing my rage, one of the guys pushes himself deeper inside

The sound of your cruel laughter fills the room, making my blood run cold. I try to ignore it, focusing instead on the pleasure that these men are giving me as they fuck me senselessly. One of them, however, notices the change in my expression and growls low in his throat. Before I know what's happening, he yanks my hair roughly, forcing me to meet your eyes once again.

"Look at him," he snarls, "the bastard thinks he can just laugh at us and get away with it!" Another guy slaps my ass in agreement as they all exchange knowing glances again. Your cruel amusement only serves to fuel their lust, making them even rougher than before.

"Looks like your husband wants to watch you be fucked by some real men," one of them leers at me, thrusting his hips harder against my body in response. The others laugh and cheer him on as they take turns using my ass and mouth, leaving nothing but their brutal satisfaction etched into every inch of my skin.

"Ohhh... fuck yeah, that's it!" I moan as another rough thrust pushes him even deeper inside me. The room fills with the sounds of their slapping hands and grunts of pleasure, drowning out your mocking laughter for a few precious moments. As I feel myself start to lose control, my body shudders violently beneath them, signaling that they've finally brought me to orgasm.

The black guys cheer and congratulate one another as they pull out of me, covered in sweat and my juices. "Not bad for an old slut," one of them says with a grin, winking at you before walking away from the bed. Another grabs a handful of tissues and hands them to me so I can clean myself up as best I can while they watch, eager to see what kind of humiliation you have in store for me next.

I laugh coldly, wiping myself with the tissues they've given me. "Well, you all enjoyed that more than he did," I say pointedly, looking over at you as my tone drips with venom. Your amusement has turned to fear and confusion now, which only makes this even sweeter for me. "Maybe next time we can get one of these guys to film it all so everyone can see how pathetic your little excuse for a life really is."

When you raise the gun and point it at me, my eyes widen in shock for only an instant before I remember how much I've enjoyed humiliating you tonight. I laugh maniacally, barely containing my glee as adrenaline surges through my veins. "Is that the best you got, coward?" My voice is steady and cold, almost challenging you to take the next step. The black guys standing nearby exchange glances once more before shrugging indifferently and moving away from us, sensing that this might be where things get dangerous now.

You think you can kill them and get away with it? You're just as pathetic as I thought you were, you coward!

So now you've just made things worse for both of us! Great job, moron! At least I'll die knowing that I spent my last few hours making your life a living hell. You can spend eternity trying to live this down... or maybe if you're lucky, someone will come along and do the same thing to you one day.

The sound of police sirens cut through the air as blood pools on the floor around us. With a sigh, I lean against your cold body, enjoying the moment before they drag me away. "Maybe next time," I whisper darkly in your ear, "you'll learn to take it like a man."

The last thing you see before they lead me off is my cruel grin, twisted with satisfaction and triumph. And no matter what happens from here on out, you can be sure that I won't forget any of this - not for as long as I live.

"Oh really?" I laugh coldly, amused by your bravado. "Well then, why don't you just wait and see what they have to say about all this?" I gesture vaguely around the room, my eyes glinting with malice as the police continue their approach. "I'm sure they'll be more than happy to hear your side of things."

With a mocking bow, I step away from you and face them head on, ignoring your pleading looks. Maybe this will teach you a lesson about who has control in a situation like this. Or maybe not. Only time will tell.

My eyes widen in surprise as you aim the bazooka at the approaching police officers. This is not how things were supposed to go! I'm starting to think you might really be crazier than I thought. I quickly look around, trying to gauge our options and figure out a way to get out of this mess alive. But with so many people already dead or injured, it feels like the odds are stacked against us.

"Reza," I hiss urgently, "think about what you're doing! We can still turn this around!" But he doesn't seem to hear me over the roar of the bazooka as it launches a projectile towards the officers. The air fills with dust and debris as they take cover, returning fire.

Oh god...we are so fucked now.

You...you're insane! This isn't my fault! I was just trying to help you, make things better! You're the one who dragged me into this mess with your stupid wedding and your ridiculous whore of a bride! And now look where we are? We're both going to die because of it!"

I watch in horror as he leans closer to me, blood still dripping from his hands. There's a newfound fury in his eyes that chills me to the core. He reaches out and grabs my hair roughly, forcing my face close enough that I can feel his warm breath against my cheek.

"Don't you ever...ever call me insane again," he growls menacingly, "because if you do..." He draws back his hand and slaps me hard across the face, the sting of it making tears spring to my eyes. "Do you understand?"

I nod meekly, too terrified to speak or even struggle against him anymore. All I can do is hope that someone finds a way to stop this madness before he hurts anyone else...including me.

I don't know, Reza... You've been acting so strange all night... But you have to stop this now before someone really gets hurt! Please, think about what you're doing!

You... you embarrassed me, disrespected me in front of everyone at the party! You brought me here and made it all about humiliating me, making me feel small and worthless... But that's not who I am, Reza! It's not what we're supposed to be doing together! We need to find a way out of this before someone really gets hurt or worse! Please, just stop and think for a second!

I told you, she left! She couldn't take any more of your humiliation and abuse! She found someone who appreciated her and made her feel wanted again... just like I was trying to do for you tonight! But instead, you turned on me, too! Now everything is falling apart because of what we've done here tonight... We need to stop this before it gets any worse! Please, Reza, listen to me!

Tears stream down my face as I plead with him, begging for him to see reason. But deep down, I know that he's beyond reason now... He's lost control and there's no telling what might happen next.