"Those Puritans were pervy."

“This book is great,” says Kitty. She’s sitting with Beth and Lily in somebody’s dorm room, perusing a hefty tome called Ye Bigge Booke Of Publicke Humiliatione. “Wow, those Puritans were pervy. I finally understand what a scold’s bridle is!”

“It’s one of those,” says Lily, pointing.

“Oh. That makes sense.”

Meg doesn’t say anything. Not even an mmph. She shifts her weight awkwardly under Kitty’s nubile backside, and is rewarded with a smack on the butt as a command to stay still. The flat metal plate of the scold’s bridle rests on her tongue, imposing total silence. The only other thing she’s wearing is an old-fashioned metal chastity belt, its iron band clamped firmly between her legs to deny her any form of access to her pussy. Thanks to magic, it’s surprisingly comfortable, and all logistical questions about how she eats or visits the ladies’ room have been handled.

“A whole week, huh?” says Kitty, smacking Meg’s ass again. “Sucks to be you. Sitri?”

“Yes, Meg?”

“Come over here.”

There’s a bit of moving around. Meg is **** to kneel in the corner with her hands on her head, facing you and her three giggling best friends. Kitty hungrily tugs your jeans down and begins to teasingly kiss the head of your cock as Beth and Lily pull your shirt up over her head, smiling at each other. Within minutes you’re naked in front of the three girls.

“Get him on the bed.”

Meg can’t make a sound as she’s **** to watch Kitty sit astride her boyfriend. The peppy blonde’s already lost her shorts, and she strips off her top as she mounts you, leaving the pair of you nude. Your hands go to her small breasts as she takes hold of your cock, positions it just right and envelops you.

“Ahhh! Oh, Meg, your boyfriend has such a good dick! Oh my god!”

“It was so nice of Amy to let us try him out while you’re being humbled,” says Lily, crouching down behind Meg and letting the tips of her fingers roam teasingly over the tomboy’s flanks. “Oh, but I forgot. We’re all having such a nice sexy time, but you don’t get anything at all. Poor, poor Meg.”

She lets one hand dip down between Meg’s legs, running over the chastity belt, and says “If only this wasn’t here! You could join in with us. But instead you just have to sit there. And watch. It must be so frustrating, Meg! Why don’t I liven it up for you?”

Still not even a mmff from Meg, though her face is crimson and she’s so horny she’s almost crying. Beth climbs on top of you, hikes up her skirt and lowers her pussy onto your waiting mouth as Kitty continues to ride you, enjoying your demonic stamina. With the expertise of a thousand dimensions, you begin to lick away.

“Ohh!”

“Mmm! Sitri, yes!”

“Doesn’t that look like fun, Meg?” Lily’s stroking the tomboy’s nipples as she squirms in exquisite horny agony, watching two of her best friends blissfully fuck her boyfriend while she gets nothing at all. Lily gives her left nipple a tweak, and lets her fingers drip lower, down to Meg’s sides.

“You know what, Meg?” she says. “Even that’s more fun than you deserve.”

Your whole world right now is Beth’s pussy, so you can’t bear witness to the curious sight of a completely silenced woman laughing hysterically, bright red, tears streaming down her face as she struggles to get away from her best friend’s dancing fingers. Still, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.