[qissyalynne]

#6 The Wedding Banquet Benefactor

“hey.. hey… stop…” the bride was completely befuddled! she didn’t know what to do… fear was crippling her… she had stopped rubbing his nipples already, hands just rested on his shoulder blades.. she felt another sensation which she was rather familiar with… but it felt awkward now…. the old man’s head had turned even more… he was now licking the fabric of her cheongsam, at the spot where her nipple was!

she held very still in that position for a minute plus now.. she was breathing so heavily… she was so scared and didn’t know what to do!!!! oh wait…. the sensation has increased………. the old man’s hands were now IN her cheongsam… one hand was squeezing her butt cheek, the other was pulling her thong upwards….

shit…… this was ……. making her feel………..

What should I do???

What should I do????

This is supposed to be my wedding night….

WHAT IS HAPPENING???

she felt the hand on her butt shift and slide to her side…… slowly…… then to her front…. then slide near her crotch…… the hand now touched her pubic hair…..

no… no…… nooooooo!!!

The bride felt his finger touch her thong….

“Hey hey hey!! what’s wrong with you?” he yelled….

the bride had just pushed him away and was sitting traumatized on the other end of the sofa…

he was holding on to his face, like he had just been hit… wait… “did i hit him?” the bride tried to recall, too traumatized to really realize what had happened…. all she did was merely push him so she could get away from him… he was so close to fingering her!

“is that being loyal to me? I think I should cancel the wedding right now!” he yelled!

what? cancel the wedding? what is wrong with him? where is my fiancé?? where the hell is he?? will he allow the wedding to be cancelled? wait….. does he know that all these are happening???

“do you want the wedding to be cancelled???” he yelled again! still holding on to his face, like he was the victim!

the bride shook her head in fear!

“stop acting all pitiful.. I’ve already told you, if you want to enter MY family, you better be LOYAL TO ME! understand?” he yelled…

the bride sat there, trying to stop her tears… looking down.. avoiding eye contact..

he got up, walked away… the bride felt a sense of relief…… she heard the sounds of glass clinging…. then he came back, and put a glass down on the table, beside the two red packets.. he went to his pants and took something out, then threw them firmly on the red packets… the bride took a look, it was the remaining stash of 1000 dollar notes.. it was thick!

“I’ve prepared ALL THESE FOR YOU!” he yelled, less louder now, “because I know that useless boy will NOT be able to take care of you.. I thought you will become a good new member of the family.. is this how you REPAY MY KINDNESS?”

the bride somehow felt guilty… wait… the question was… does her fiancé know what was going on??

where was he??

why isn’t he calling her to find out where she was???

“where do you think he is now??” he asked, this question striking a sync with her… her worry now turning into slight disgust…

“you want another chance?” he asked, lifting up the bride’s chin too look at him.. she was looking down the whole time, now, not wanting to stare directly at the huge thing in that flashy red fabric, she looked up at him…

“do you want another chance?” he asked again..

she still looked lost and dumbfounded.. he knew, she was scared..

being kind of experienced in this, he knew what to do..

he backed off….

“see the glass over there, if you drink it, I will know you want another chance to prove to me that you are loyal to me.. if you don’t think you are UP TO IT, then just take your luggage and leave. I won’t stop you. the wedding and everything will be cancelled. and i WILL NOT be paying what ever costs that will be incurred…….” he said in a very cocky and stern voice…… taking a seat on the other side of the sofa, maintaining his gaze locked on her. “it’s up to you..”

the bride had already stopped crying… her mind was blank…. all she could think of was whether she was betrayed by her fiancé….

the only question in her mind…

why isn’t her fiancé looking for her now???

she noticed the money on the table…….

she thought about the wedding being cancelled… her mother...........................................


she picked up the glass and drank a mouthful of it and gulped it down…

it was alcohol….

she squirmed as it went down her throat, burning her insides….

she looked up at him confidently….

her decision was made..

“what do you want me to do now?”