The Bride, The Dildo And The Hot Enema

"Now don't be concerned, my darling. We're just going to play an amusing little 'bridal game'. We’re going to wash you out so that both of your dear little holes are nice and clean and fresh and supple. And then the fun will really begin. This will be a wedding night to remember!"

"How can I not be concerned?? What are you trying to make me do? Concerned??? I'm not concerned, I'm afraid of you! Every bride want to keep her wedding dress as a souvenir. Why did you rip mine off like a brute? And now you have me nearly naked in front of these other people. Why are you humiliating and frightening me? Leave me alone!"

"If you love me you must do everything that I ask you to do!"

"But, of course I love you. That's why I married you!"

"Alright, in that case, Josiane, grease up the dildo really well. I want the whole thing to go up her in one stroke."

"No. please, not like that! It will hurt too much! I’ll scream!"

"Just go and sit gently on the dildo with its tip pressing against your anus. You others! When she is in position I want you to lift her feet off of the floor and then shove down really hard on her shoulders. I want to see her arsehole explode!"