I cried out noooooooo! Knowing that I had chosen a very conservative dress. I knew I was in for a long afternoon.I asked why THEY were doing this and ...pleaded no. She gently grabbed my face and kissed me on the forehead and the nose, then whispered in my ear that as part of the gift for allowing me to be married, she wanted to relive as much of the past as possible, including torture sex acts of every kind focusing on the ones I hated over the years, and nasty, gross things, all in the two next. ‘Mr. Eaton, we need you inside sir.’ The voice of my assistant broke through our little bubble and I pulled away from Ali. ‘Stay,’ I commanded. She only nodded. I knew she couldn’t speak at this point. I made my rounds and announcements, mingled a bit more but kept checking the clock. I was edgy. I wanted to be rid of my guests and fuck Ali on the balcony against the cold marble. I wanted to see her nipples rise from the frigid air as her body convulsed around my cock. I took a deep breath and. Since the management ensures security, I can let myself go completely and still be safe. I don't have a lot of shyness, but I can release all I have. Let's start with you, Vanessa. What do you want to accomplish there?" I guess you know that both of us, but more so for me, have been dealing with guilt and inhibition stuff on the honeymoon. I think I'll definitely have mine on the run if I can get into a couple of states that I call Inner Slut and Inner Whore, along with Submissive. Inner Slut. I can't help but watch your hips and arse sway from side to side, like you know i'm watching, putting on a show for me. Teasing me. You go into a lingerie shop, I follow you in looking down as I do in case you turn around and spot me. You're picking up bras and lacy panties as you go, I see a few you pick up and can't wait to see you in them. I see a corset that i'd like to see you in too so I pick it off the rack, but wait for you to move on so I can pay for it quickly and follow you again..