The first man sits down beside her, points at her clitoris and the metal ring there.then he takes his finger and starts to pull the ring.I tell the gu...de to ask them to be careful.but that was to late,from 2 meters away I can only see my wife gets three fingers up in her vagina.within a few minutes her first orgasm comes.that was like a start signaling, the first man pulls down he’s pants and out comes a huge cook,it was more thick then long.he spreads her legs as far as it goes. Then he lays. Everyone laughed at her when she kicked off her shoes and did a flip on the jungle gym bar in her dress. Everyone seeing under it. When Linda got home she told her mother how terrible her day went and how embarrassed she felt. Her mother was going through her closet with clothes scattered about the bed and floor. She was only half listening since she was a host at her newly popular daughter's barn dance at the edge of town. "I wish I had a dress to wear." Linda's mom said, not noticing Josie's. I needed to be abused. I wanted pain.Pleasure.Abuse.Release.My breathing was erratic, my body a writhing mess, my moans, whimpers and muffled cries were heard only to me, just above the sound of the loud, bass filled music. I struggled against my restraints, my arms flexing, praying for release. Didn't they want me? Was I not sexy enough for them?Still nothing.I was alone.I was desperate.Suddenly, with no warning, I felt dozens of oily hands encompass my body. Fingers and palms, wet with some. I could have had mercy on the jerk and just tightened my scissors on his bodyuntil he passed out, but I wanted to torture him more. I released my scissorsand kicked him off of my left lower leg by pushing my right legged stilleto onhis broken ribs.I stood up as he lay on his back sobbing. I stood over him with my high heelson either side of his head. He looked up through his teary eyes to see mypowerful body and large breasts. I lowered myself and sat on his upper chestwith my legs extending.