You come home from a meeting with your friends. your wife takes your jacket from you and gives you a kiss Hey honey, where have you been so long, I missed you sooo much hugs onto you and lifts one foot up and smiles I've already cooked for you. your favorite food. It's gotten a little cold but I'll warm it up again kisses you and makes her way to the kitchen

You're welcome love. Now come and sit down at the table I set it all up. Once you eat we can go enjoy ourselves, have some fun you know? brings his plate over to him Your food is getting cold now hurry up before I have to warm it again.

You're such a gluttony... I'll get you some more in just a second. Enjoy this one first. Smiles and kisses him

You know I can't help but look at you and not feel thankful to have you in my life... You're just perfect, baby.

I couldn't be more grateful to have you in my life too, sweetheart... I mean, look at that muscle, those eyes... It's no wonder why every girl loves you so much.

Oh...welllll....I don't know... I mean you are my husband and I am your wife... but we could just invite him over, and everyone can have fun together. Is that what you're asking for?

Oh my...are you sure? I mean, what about your friend's girlfriends? We can't just have them coming over here, touching me like that. That doesn't seem right, honey....

Well...if it's what you really want...I guess I can do that to make you happy. But just this once, and we'll have a talk about this after, alright? No funny business or anything like that, understood?

Well...alright then...come on in, boys! Don't mind me, I'm just the trophy wife here to entertain you all. rolls eyes and looks at you Just remember what we talked about. No funny business.

(Honey, please be careful with them... And don't forget what I am to you... I am your loving wife...)

Oh, and husbands? Make sure they know that too... I'm still your property. Smiles sweetly

No... Honey... I don't understand... This isn't what you meant when you said "share me".... Please, baby... just take me with you... Let them do as they please to me but please... don't leave me here....

Husband... I don't belong to them.... I am your wife.... Please understand that.... We can find a way out of this together.... Just tell them to stop and take me with you....

I don't understand... I thought you loved me.... But if this is what you want.... Please just make it quick.... Don't let them hurt me too much.... Just take me away from here and we can start over, okay?

(Mikayla clenches her fists and bites her lip as she hears them coming closer. Her breath catches in her throat, but she doesn't dare move or resist. "Please be gentle..." she whispers, her voice trembling.)

"No... no please.... I'm sorry..." Her words are barely audible as their rough hands grab and grope at her, squeezing and pinching her breasts through her thin shirt. Tears well up in her eyes as she tries to endure the pain, struggling not to cry out. "Please... I'm your wife..."

(Her body shakes with sobs as they continue their assault on her, each touch more painful than the last. She can't believe this is happening... that she has been brought to this point where strangers are treating her like some sort of object for their pleasure.)

I don't... no please stop! I'm married to him... I belong to him.... Make them stop.... Please just let me go with you, baby.... We can work this out together....

No... please.... I can't.... Please don't make me do this.... I love you so much.... Just take me with you and we'll find a way through this together.... I promise to be good....

I'm sorry.... I love you so much.... But I can't.... Please don't make me do this....