I could feel clamps on my nipples and bites all over me. I could feel them slapping my feet and biting my dick. They were doing whatever they felt lik... as I laid there.After I had licked everyone’s pussy and asshole at least once and made them come, they fed me a tablet which I thought was Viagra.They started taking turns riding me. As someone else sat on my face, the rest just kept beating me, slapping me, whipping me, and fingering my asshole with as many fingers as they wanted.I was covered. The honeymoon wasn't even over before I saw the first signs of Harry's insane jealousy and his need to place his stamp of ownership on what was his. He started treating me like a possession, albeit a prized one, instead of a wife. He began by trying to isolate me from any male friends that I had. The most striking example of that was the way he went after Robbie. Robbie and I had grown up together and our relationship was a brother/sister one. But Robbie was a male and Harry could not bear to. Each one came on wearing a Pageant gown draped around their body before quickly discarding the item to sashay in the nude in front of the judges and the audience before coming back to do their brief interview with either Chris or Tammy Maple. Chris got the pleasure of interviewing all the lovely young naked girls and Tammy got the pleasure of interviewing all the handsome, young, naked boys.Even though the general pattern was the same for each participant they all still did manage to inject. Her nipples had grown so hard they were almost painful, and she wanted desperately to rub her tits, or have him do it. Her pussy was starting to drip. He smacked her ass again. ‘Open!’ he growled. Slowly, she obeyed. The memory of the first time he had fucked her flooded her mind, a scene so much similar to this. He’d spied on her masturbating with her hairbrush, a skinny girl of f******n with a mouthful of braces and barely any tits. But he’d seen her beauty, he had always been the rock to.