The temple's dim light casts long, dancing shadows as the three Mormon maidens, their chastity belts removed, prepare to initiate the new bride into their secret, carnal world. Gwen, the tallest, eases the bride onto the cold stone floor, her red hair cascading around them like a fiery halo. Catherine and Molly, their blonde and brunette heads bent close, whisper ancient, forbidden words as they begin to undress the bride, their fingers brushing against her firm, untouched breasts. The bride's breath comes in short gasps, her eyes wide with fear and excitement as she watches the girls' hands explore her body, their lips following, leaving trails of fire. The temple echoes with their soft moans, a stark contrast to the holy chants that usually fill its hallowed halls.