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Video Description: They promised each other forever. But first one night of truth. Just hours before their wedding, a bride leads her blindfolded fianc into the shadows of the Fetish Funhouse a place where vows are tested, secrets exposed, and love either breaks or deepens. Inside waits a silent sentinel in leather, a Mistress with a voice like velvet fire, and a choice no groom ever expects to face. As desires unfold and boundaries dissolve, will he watch? Will he run? Or will he finally see her for who she truly is? In this story, love is not blind. Its bound, gagged and asking for more.

Video Description: Any wedding is just a matter of money. You shell out for the venue, catering, and some ridiculous cover band. You only invite people wholl give you something worthwhile. Youve got to plan it all so the investment pays off. The current geopolitical climate doesnt leave room for anything else. Romance is out of style. Thats why, at weddings, romantics often find themselves face-to-face with some sick bastard offering them a deal they cant refuse.

Video Description: He had struggled with anger his entire life. But, as fate would have it, there came a moment when he decided to take the bull by the horns and shape his own destiny. He completed an anger management course, met a woman he loved with all his heart, and proposed to her. But at the most crucial moment standing at the altar rage began clouding his vision once again. The maid of honor turned out to be a shameless whore, and the bride herself decided to have one last wild moment of freedom. Humiliated and disrespected in front of everyone, the groom faced a choice. Moments like these usually end in either a spectacular explosion or proof that anger management actually works.

Video Description: I was only twenty when I made my first million from paintings. In the blink of an eye, I became the most famous artist in the country. But where fame goes, peace has no place. By the time I was 22, I had my first nervous breakdown. Then came the second, third, panic attacks, depressive psychosis, and a whole bouquet of other joys. I stopped painting, which meant I stopped living. I told them I wanted to live alone to work on a new painting. But in reality, I just ran away from the city, knowing that I might spend the rest of my life in the countryside. And even that terrifying, Quasimodo-like gardener wont scare me on my way to emptiness.