Takes her to the harbor...

Rachel pulled up to the gate at the harbor where she was met by two armed guards, recognizing her they permitted her in. Pulling into pier 91 she stopped in front of a large cargo ship where she was met by a man in a suit with two more guards.

"Ahh Ms. Rachel, we were beginning to think you weren't going to be able to deliver!" the gentleman greeted.

"Are you kidding, I've been waiting for this day for a long, long time!" She laughed walking around the back of the car and popping open the trunk.

The man peered in with a look of satisfaction.

The bride lay struggling in the bottom of the trunk still fully gowned, a black eye seen beneath her make up where the shovel had connected with her head, tears of mascara down her cheeks, wrists, and ankles bound, her huge tits jiggling behind her flowing white dress.

"Hello Jenna, we've been waiting for you" the man laughed the brides face going white with fear.