Have always been intrigued by why bride rape appeals to me so much, and why it is such a turn on for me. Maybe it's got something to do with the whole wedding scene. When I sit in the isle for the ceremony, or at the reception I take every chance to scope the female guests and imagine what this one or that would look like running, shrieking, crying, struggling, being viciously stripped, beaten, face fucked, sodomized and gang raped. All, from mothers to sisters, aunts and female friends of the bride are eligible. The bride is the centerpiece though, the prize. Her rape doesn't really have to occur at the wedding in my fantasies, the honeymoon is an equally legitimate opportunity and presents at great more chances.
The bride and groom laid up overnight at an airport motel/hotel awaiting an early morning flight to their honeymoon paradise. Knock, knock. It's not room service. Several hours later the plane has left and the maid service enters the room to find our beautiful bride naked, obviously beaten and raped, bound spread eagle to the bed. The groom is hog tied and gagged on the floor, whimpering from what he was forced to watch.
Or our ecstatic couple have successfully flown to a beautiful Caribbean island. They are enjoying a perfect honeymoon. An employee of the luxurious hotel will very infrequently supply photos, names and personal itineraries of honeymooning couples to a local crime/drug/porn king. A few days before leaving for home they are abducted/waylaid during an island excursion. The bride is put in a room in front of a camera, forced to give her name, address and vital statistics. Her new husband has been beaten down and is bound in the room. The crime czar films the ensuing gang rape in great professional detail, peddling it to affluent customers around the globe, all of whom will know exactly who the victim is.