The big day had finally come. Alice put on her white laced underwear in front of the mirror and admired her figure. For a long time, she had no idea whether or not she would want to marry someday. It had always seemed like such a distant perspective. The only thing she had been sure of was that, if the right person came along and this day actually came, she would look good for the best day of her life.
And look good, she definitely did! Any guy with such a stunning young woman for a bride would consider himself lucky. Or having been blessed by the Gods. Or having sold his soul to the Devil in return. Whichever it was, the pretty blonde was convinced she would look positively incredible walking down the aisle!
When she started to put on her wedding dress, the smile of her reflection in the mirror cracked a bit, though. Her eyes traveled from the thin veil over her face to the beautiful flowers adorned in the flannels of her dress, then to the subtle evening gloves on her hands... And all of it, so pale and light. She felt like a total impostor!
The 19-year-old girl had never been particularly religious, but even in atheist weddings, the color white was supposed to represent purity, virtue and maidenhood. Which... let's just say, weren't Alice's most characteristic traits these days! Most people weren't virgins when they married anymore, but there was a difference between being a modern woman who settles with the right man after playing the field for a while and... Well, whatever the fuck Alice's current sex life could be regarded as!
The young blonde had been an erotic dancer for several months in a run down strip-club full of old pervs, right before starting a relationship with a man nearly four decades her senior who had pushed her into a pit of absolute depravity. All the naughty and despicable things she had done in recent months rushed to her mind, making her head dizzy.
Exhibitionism, rough sex, pet play, vibrators, anal sex, humiliation, BDSM, sex on camera... You name it, Alice had done it all! And there she was, looking like a fair princess in a frigging dove white dress!
It sounded like a bad joke. How quickly her life had taken a turn, especially after her mom left. It had only been six months since then, and there she was. Not even 20 and already a bride to be. Life really worked in mysterious ways.
Someone knocked on the door and the young blonde signaled it was okay to enter. A middle-aged lady with a caring smile walked in with a small box in her hand. Even though they didn't expect guests for their big day, Mr. Thompson had invested a large sum of money in this wedding, and he had gone as far as hiring a makeup artist for his beautiful future wife.
Alice was pretty sure the old teacher's plan was for her to look hotter than ever for the sole purpose of seeming even sleazier in comparison. Even on a day like this, during which Alice would profess her everlasting love to him, he would find ways to humiliate her and remind her how insane she was to accept this union.
Her soon-to-wed husband was an evil man, he enjoyed toying with people's emotions and expectations. The blonde beauty knew he couldn't wait to see the stupor in people's eyes when they would see him walk out the church with his sexy former student's hand in his.
"It's been a while since I helped someone so young!" the makeup artist said, as she put her beauty products on the table. "People are getting married later in life these days. You're going to lower the national average, dearie!"
The old lady had spoken without malice, she was just making conversation. Still, she didn't know the half of it, and something already seemed odd and out of the ordinary to her. The poor woman was in for a surprise if she stayed the whole day...
"I suppose it may seem a bit fast for a girl my age," Alice replied, pensive. "I guess I just found the right man earlier than most. When you feel it, you feel it, see what I mean? I don't believe in soulmates or anything, but when the chemistry works with someone on both a physical and psychological level, it's worth giving it a shot, don't you think?"
The polite lady started to apply a bit of blush on the blonde girl's cheek, lost in thoughts.
"I'm a bit of a pessimist regarding love and lasting relationships, which isn't great in my line of work," she chuckled. "But you're right, chemistry is key. I'm glad you feel fulfilled physically, it's very important for a young woman like you. But in the long run, communication and consideration are the things that get you far with a partner. Do you feel like that with your fiancée, darling?"
Alice thought back on all the times Mr. Thompson had called her a dumb whore, on how he consistently told her she should suck his dick instead of talking, or the way he enjoyed leashing her like an animal before spanking her butt red. Communication and consideration, indeed... The 19-year-old blonde touched the fabric of her white veil, shivering. And she was about to marry a man like that!
"I absolutely do," she replied, with an enigmatic smile. "My future husband treats me almost too well, he'll end up spoiling me!"
"That's good to hear," the makeup artist nodded, while she applied classy but seductive lipstick on her lips. "By the way, I haven't seen a lot of people coming in the building yet. Isn't your marriage in an hour, sweetie?"
"We don't expect many guests, to be honest. But that's not a problem. When you've found the one, everyone kind of fades away in the background, don't they?"
The old lady raised a curious eyebrow, smelling there was something afoot. A young girl fresh out of high school was bound to have people her age come to her wedding, right? Childhood or college friends, at least family members. But she didn't dare get too nosy.
"That sounds very romantic," she replied, courteously. "You seem completely smitten."
"I am," Alice said, beaming. "I really am."
"And you shouldn't worry too much about guests, dearie. You might even have nice surprise! I saw an older gentleman elegantly dressed come in earlier. I suppose he's your father, or maybe grandfather, coming to walk you down the aisle?"
"Oh, no!" the 19-year-old girl laughed. "My father left me when I was little, you must've met my future husband."
"Your… Your husband?"
The visible confusion and disgust in the middle-aged lady's eyes was a bit amusing. Since her relationship with Mr. Thompson started, Alice had seen him mess with people a lot of times, his favorite victim being her by far!
But now, she was progressively seeing the appeal. It was such fun to see that poor woman's face melt down as she understood the stunning young maiden she was putting make-up on was about to marry a repulsive man older than even she was! It made the teen blonde want to push things further. Her evil master was really rubbing off on her.
"Of course, doesn't he look like the perfect groom?" Alice asked, feigning naivety. "I'm really a lucky gal, landing such a nice and compassionate man. It almost feels too good to be true."
"I… I suppose," the old lady replied, confused. "Is your family okay with all this, sweetie?"
Of course she was going to ask that. Who wouldn't? From an outside perspective, it was obvious this ugly middle-aged man was taking advantage of a much younger girl. Which was both very true, and very false. It's not like Alice was unaware of that fact. She had accepted it, and had even urged her corrupt professor in that direction!
"Well, as I said, my dad bailed on me a long time ago, and my mom recently left me on my own, so it's not like I can ask for anyone's blessing on this union," she replied, as if everything she was saying was normal. "My future husband's family is another story. I've never met his ex-wife, but I bet she's livid her ex-spouse is remarrying a 19-year-old only six months after their divorce! His daughter is also really pissed one of her former classmates is hooking up with her dad. We've had a talk with her about that, but she has a hard time accepting her new step-mother will be younger than her."
"Wait a second... You were your husband's daughter classmate?"
Oh, Alice was really getting into it now! That poor lady was all over the place!
Mr. Thompson was right, it was fun to play like this with regular people's expectations. To unapologetically break social norms! For as long as she could remember, she had felt ashamed of the fact she had been abandoned at birth by her father, and that her mother couldn't keep a steady job, had gambling problems, and never managed to have any lasting relationships with her lovers. All her life, she had carried this weight and had been mocked by her peers because of it.
Well, not anymore. Alice was done being embarrassed by her origins, by what she wanted and desired, by who she loved and who she hated. Now, she owned it, she threw it in people's faces. To hell with traditional values! Good society hadn't helped her in her time of need anyway, she wasn't going to let it shame her about how she managed to survive and endure.
Her wedding was the perfect time to make all this official. She came from a broken home and was now marrying a man her father's age because of her daddy issues. So what? Mr. Thompson had taught her to overcome any humiliation, even showed her she could use her shamelessness against her adversaries. Even her former bully Stacey had run away with her tail between her legs the last time she had seen her.
Furthermore, it was quite entertaining to subvert social norms. The people's reactions were always priceless!
"Yeah, I met my fiance in high school!" Alice said, giddily. "He was my homeroom teacher back then, and a pretty bad pedagogue, if I'm honest. He kept reprimanding me for my behavior and giving me detention. He told me I was stupid for years and often called me a complete screw-up in front of the whole class. It came to the point I had nightmares of him giving me corporal punishment in the schoolyard, if you can believe it. And look at me now, about to marry him in an hour! Life has a funny way of working, don't you think? You search and search for the right person only to discover he was right in front of you the whole time, sometimes."
"Your high school teacher?" the poor woman answered, dazed and appalled. "Wait, honey, I hope what's happening here isn't illegal. You're very young, I hope this… This older gentleman hasn't been taking advantage of you. Are you sure everything is alright?"
"Of course, don't worry. He might have been my teacher and be in his mid-fifties, but our relationship started later on. I was already 19 when we met again in the strip-club I worked at. He called me for a private lap-dance after I finished my strip-tease on stage and paid me to give him a blowjob backstage. I was head over heels for him in no time, it was such a romantic reunion!"
The stripper thing was the final nail in the coffin. The makeup artist's shoulders drooped, defeated. She had a whole career of working in weddings ceremonies, which sometimes happened under peculiar or distressing circumstances. She had seen her fair share of family drama, weird celebrations or doomed from the start unions. Yet, Alice was pretty sure she had never been as mortified and lost as right now.
She took great pride in that. To know her marriage was just about the most fucked up thing that woman had seen in her life!
"I… You… You know what, you look absolutely lovely now, dear," she said, putting everything back in her box in a hurry. "I'll leave you to it, and I wish you a… A wonderful wedding."
As she walked to the door, all too happy to leave this god-forsaken place, the young blonde waved her goodbye with a small hand gesture.
"Don't worry, madam," she replied, with a bright smile. "Today's a real fairy tale coming true for me.
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