Honeymoon Interrupted

you married your wife on Christmas day, rented a cabin out in the middle of nowhere on the side of a mountain. it was perfect. its the first night at the cabin, your wife approaches as you set on the couch. shes stunning... pure white lingerie and sexy heels on her tiny feet. her petite lithe body moving sensual as you hear the wind howl outside. the windows rattle at the furious winds but you dont even notice. your eyes are glued to her. your rooted in your seat as you watch. she awkwardly dances toward you, her inexperience evident, not that you have any experience either, tonight, this night, is your first. you both saved yourselves for this very moment, and to you, it was all worth it. then... a sudden burst of cold rips through the cabin as the front door bursts open three men in orange jumpsuits enter covered in snow slamming the door shut behind them. one of them is holding a gun and two of them are covered in blood. their skin dark as the night they entered from, tattoos covering them from head to toe. it takes a moment for them to register what they are seeing, your wife on display. you quickly stand putting yourself between them. the men start to approach.