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[Optional task: gag yourself with panties. Play some porn, preferably BDSM porn. Tie yourself to a chair. Watch the porn and imagine a couple tying you up, teasing you and making you just sit there and watch as they enjoy each other without you. Now enjoy the story.]

“Hold out your wrists, my pet,” Jeremy said. Scarlett did so, extending her arms towards him, wrists together. She looked at him with imploring eyes. He smiled and locked the cuffs on again. “Hold still. Elizabeth, grab some towels please.”

They arranged several oversized, folded up towels in her hands. They were large enough that they hung down on all sides, covering her handcuffs - if she was careful.

“I placed an order with Musselbound on my phone. I just need you to walk down the boardwalk and bring it back. Be a good girl.” Jeremy laughed at Scarlett’s desperately pleading expression and he gave her a peck on the lips. “You’ll be fine. Nobody will have any idea that you’re tied up! Just pretend you’re taking the beach towels and food to the beach.”

Elizabeth kissed Scarlett on the lips as well. “Don’t worry, honey. I’ll take such good care of your man while you’re gone. Take your time!” she said teasingly.

And just like that, Scarlett found herself out on the boardwalk in her itty bitty bikini, high heels, and handcuffs - the cuffs barely hidden by the towels.

Being alone felt so different. Even when she was cuffed to the bench, Jeremy was always within her line of sight, even if he was far away. Not having her people around her made her feel even more exposed and embarrassed. Scarlett walked faster, wanting to get the assignment over with as quickly as possible. Then she slowed down again, realizing she was extremely likely to stumble in her high heels, and then the towels would go flying and everyone would see she was a perverted beach bondage bitch. Cheeks flushing, she moved along with careful steps.

It didn’t take long to find Musselbound. The restaurant sign featured an anthropomorphic mussel with heavily muscled human arms. It read: “Musselbound: the best mussel bar. You’ll love how we flex our mussels, with mussels prepared 37 different ways!”

She went to a counter with a bored teenager managing the register. “I’m here to pick up an order for Jeremy?”

The adolescent boy’s eyes widened noticeably, looking her up and down, then up and down again. Scarlett squirmed. This bikini was really way too tiny! But finally the boy remembered his job and pulled a large plastic bag off a shelf. “Let’s see. Fried mussel wings with buffalo sauce. Mussel and seaweed pizza and a bowl of mussel ravioli. Is that everything?”

She nodded, and collected the bag. Gripping it was awkward. The teenager’s eyes seemed glued to her, and she was trying to lift her arms just enough to grab the handle of the plastic bag without revealing her handcuffs. But she managed it.

Returning to the room was more awkward. She had to hold out the bag in front of her body. That made walking difficult, and her arms tired quickly. Once she got close to the room, she walked faster, hoping to get there before she ran out of strength and dropped the bag. She stumbled and, for a scary second, thought she was going to go sprawling. But then she recovered and made it to the front door, just as the towel started to slip off her arms.

She tried the doorknob. Fortunately, it was unlocked, so she shoved her way inside as the towel fell to the ground. She bent over, setting the bag of food on the ground before her exhausted arms collapsed.

Then she stared.

Elizabeth was on her knees, blindfolded, her hands cuffed behind her, sucking Jeremy’s cock. He had a tight grip on her hair, sliding her head up and down his shaft. He looked over at her and growled, “shut the door, baby.” He just continued to use Elizabeth’s mouth.

Scarlett, stunned, watched for another moment. Then she shut the door and kept watching quietly.

Elizabeth worked off her boyfriend for several more minutes as he grunted and growled. Then he came in her mouth. Elizabeth made happy, satisfied moans and licked and sucked as if trying to get every drop.

Jeremy caught his breath before removing the blindfold and then the handcuffs. He helped Elizabeth to her feet. For her part, Elizabeth smirked at Scarlett and sauntered to her with the sort of confident, hip-swinging gait only the most beautiful of women could manage. She grabbed Scarlett’s face in her hands and french kissed her deeply.

Scarlett melted in the other woman’s controlling hands, responding eagerly.

Then she realized she could taste Jeremy on the other woman’s tongue. She hadn’t swallowed after sucking him off. She was pushing his cum into Scarlett’s mouth, just to rub in the fact that she was relegated to being the side bitch, instead of having Jeremy for herself.

She pulled away and once again covered Scarlett’s mouth with her hand. “Swallow, slut,” she said, smiling, and waited until Scarlett obeyed.

Jeremy groped her butt. He unlocked the handcuffs from one wrist, only to pull Scarlett’s hands behind her and cuff her hands again. “Bring the food, Elizabeth,” he instructed. Then he led Scarlett outside, guiding her into a chair on the patio.

That was really risky. Fortunately, nobody saw the handcuffs before she sat down. Now that she was seated, she just looked like she happened to be sitting with her hands behind her back. Elizabeth followed, and laid out the food on a little table. Jeremy and Elizabeth sat and talked, and eventually started feeding Scarlett little bites of food by hand. That seemed so intimate and special… but also, dehumanizing in a fun way. As if she were a beloved pet that they were taking care of, instead of a love interest. She ate it up, figuratively and literally.

Scarlett enjoyed listening to them talk, learning about each other and sharing their hobbies. She relaxed, losing herself in the sensation of being a helpless bondage bitch, tied up and shown off. She was hardly even bothered by strangers walking up and down in the boardwalk who could almost, but not quite, see that she was wearing handcuffs in public.

She lost track of time, sitting quietly as they talked. But then they were packing up the leftovers. This time Jeremy put a towel over her shoulders before helping her up, so her bound wrists were hidden from view.

They went into the room. Then Jeremy was bending Scarlett over the end of the bed. He removed her handcuffs. Instead, he pulled her arms towards the head of the bed. He took some rope and ran it from her wrists to the headboard, and tied her legs to the foot of the bed. Her butt was hanging off the end.

Scarlett’s heart was racing faster. She was very familiar with this position. Jeremy had pounded her holes many different nights this way. She was finally going to get some action on this vacation! She opened her mouth eagerly as he strapped a ballgag into her mouth. She happily squirmed in her bondage, eager for him to remove her bikini and go to town on her.

He didn’t.

Instead, she felt a warm, soft body on top of hers. Elizabeth lay over her, naked, and Jeremy tied her to the bed in the same way he had Scarlett. He even gagged her in the same way.

Then he used her.

Scarlett felt every motion of Elizabeth’s, every wiggle. She heard a sharp smack as Jeremy spanked her. She felt the other woman’s body shifting on top of hers every time Jeremy thrust his hard cock deep into her.

But her own pussy was utterly neglected. She just had to lay there, pressed into the mattress as the other woman moaned and shrieked into the gag. She heard Jeremy’s grunts as he rammed into the other woman. Scarlett’s own pussy leaked through her bikini bottoms onto the sheets, untouched, as her partners were able to enjoy their own orgasms.

Shortly after, the girls were untied and instructed to get ready for bed. Elizabeth wore blue babydoll lingerie that made her look absolutely delectable. Scarlett was firmly instructed that she was not allowed to wear any clothing. This somehow made her feel lesser than the other woman. Inferior. Less dignified.

Jeremy and Elizabeth held Scarlett down. Elizabeth straddled the other redhead, pinning her wrists near the top of the mattress, as Jeremy fastened soft padded cuffs around her wrists. He ran a chain around part of the headboard and used a padlock to lock it to her wrists. Scarlett just lay there passively, loving the feeling of Elizabeth’s warm body on her torso. Jeremy repeated the process with her ankles. However, instead of fastening them together, he spread them apart. He fastened soft padded cuffs to each ankle, then chained each ankle to a corner of the bed.

Elizabeth bent down and kissed Scarlett tenderly, then slid off to the side, laying in bed beside the other girl. Jeremy, in just boxer briefs, lay down on her other side. Scarlett shivered with delight, feeling these two warm bodies pressed against her from either side. Since her legs were spread, they had to intertwine their legs with hers, each of them squeezing one of her legs between theirs.

They kissed. Over her.

Elizabeth lay partway across Scarlett. Her large breasts pressed through the sheer fabric of her lingerie against Scarlett’s own naked breasts. Jeremy’s hard body pressed against Scarlett’s side, and they made out right on top of her. As if she weren’t even there. She lay quietly underneath them, feeling very small. And very horny. She bit her lip, knowing better than to ask for them to pleasure her.

After a lengthy make out session, her partners laid down and went to sleep, their breathing slowed. Scarlett squirmed, but only slightly, not wanting to wake them up. She squeezed her thighs together, her pussy burning with the need to be played with. But that wasn’t her choice.

She was just a toy for them to play with.

Eventually, she fell asleep.

Scarlett woke up in the night with a jerk. She felt a heavy weight on top of her. Then she felt something forcing its way inside her. She inhaled sharply and was about to make some kind of noise - she wasn’t sure what - when a large, strong hand pressed over her mouth.

“Shhh,” Jeremy’s voice whispered in her ear. “Don’t wake Elizabeth.”

He slowly slid in and out of her. Scarlett’s heart thrilled at him using her. She nodded her head slightly and did her best to keep still for him. She had been entirely unprepared, but was almost immediately wet. She had been so desperate and needy this entire time! She needed to be touched, to be used! In no time at all she was desperately aroused and trying to bite back a whimper. After an entire day of foreplay, she got close to orgasm very quickly. She hoped desperately that he would allow her to orgasm.

Then a tired voice beside her said “That slut doesn’t deserve your cum, Master. Please use my pussy instead. Cum inside your favorite slut.”

“That’s an excellent idea, Elizabeth.” Jeremy shifted, the weight of his body moving off Scarlett, his dick pulling out of her. Then the bed shook and Elizabeth moaned. Scarlett had to lay there in her restraints, her pussy throbbing with need, feeling their bodies tremble right beside her. Then she heard Jeremy groan and knew he was pouring his seed into the other woman. “Good job, my pet,” he told Elizabeth. Then he awkwardly moved across Scarlett’s body and lay down on his side of the bed, quickly going back to sleep.

Elizabeth got up, then straddled Scarlett, shifting her panties out of the way. “Now I’m all worked up! Fortunately, I have a bottom bitch to satisfy me,” she whispered. “Come on, little girl. Lick your boyfriend’s sperm out of me.”

Scarlett felt the woman’s warm flesh sink onto her face and happily obeyed. She tugged on her wrist cuffs lightly as she explored the woman’s pleasure centers with her tongue, focusing on doing the best job she could. She must have done a good job - it wasn’t long before Elizabeth had grabbed the pillow from her side of the bed and pressed it to her face to muffle her shrieks of pleasure. Somehow, Jeremy managed to snore all through it. Finally Elizabeth shuddered atop Scarlett, letting out a long, quavering moan into the pillow as Scarlett lapped up the other girl’s orgasm.

Elizabeth gasped for breath, leaning against the headboard. Then she slipped back onto her side of the bed. She bent down and gave Scarlett a long, sensuous kiss, tasting Jeremy’s spunk and her own juices on Scarlett’s tongue. After a few minutes in the bathroom to freshen up, she got back into bed and quickly fell asleep.

Scarlett lay there for a few minutes. She squirmed lightly against her restraints again, enjoying the feeling of the cuffs holding her down. She couldn’t get up and use the bathroom whenever she wanted. She couldn’t change position. She couldn’t stop them from using her as their sex toy whenever they wanted.

She loved that so much. And she loved hearing the soft, slow breathing of the other two in the bed beside her, feeling their warmth against her. It just felt so right.