Uma lay on the silk sheets still bound by her wrists to the headboard her body glistening with a thin layer of sweat from the long session of teasing and exposure. Her breath came in shallow pants her full breasts rising and falling rapidly with each inhale. The candles had burned lower casting softer shadows across the chamber yet the light remained sufficient for the four husbands to see every detail of her flushed and trembling form. Her clit still throbbed visibly swollen and sensitive from the prolonged attention of fingers and smooth objects while her vagina felt slick and slightly opened from the shallow insertions that had stretched her innocence without fully breaching it. Tears had dried on her cheeks but fresh ones gathered at the corners of her eyes as she sensed the shift in the air the husbands stepping back only momentarily to regard her with dominant satisfaction.