Intercourse position

You have a bright idea, gather more rope, and put the other two bandits next to their leader. You put the braided bandit down on her back, and then put the dark-skinned bandit hovering over her on her knees, and with her hands tied behind her back. You then pull the braided one's legs up, pushing them up into the air along the sides of the other one's abdomen and tying the feet together above her back, almost like she's got her legs wrapped around her as part of a sex position. You make sure all their limbs are properly roped up, wrapping them together tightly and preventing them from really moving out of this compromising embrace. As part of this effort you sling a rope around the braided bandit's neck, connecting it to the ropes wound across the other one's chest, ensuring that the dusky-tanned tits are always no more than a few inches from her face. For the sake of variety, and because the braided bandit seems the fiercest to you, you speed off to a nearby shop that sells a variety of naughty necessities, and make off with a ballgag to put in her mouth instead of a regular gag.

If you're gonna pawn off these dastardly ruffians, you've got to be clear to the consumer. You acquire the necessary paper and tape a couple messages on the front of the stand: "naughty bandits! for free!", That should attract potential buyers for sure. "Leash included", throwing in something extra in case the onlookers are doubtful. And finally "Must be spanked twice daily!", because if customers are to take them home they should know how to take care of them properly.

You let time resume, and the trio of bandits seemingly appear out of thin air in the middle of a busy market. People in the crowd start gasping, buzzing and pointing at the sight, and the trio simultaneously starts letting out muzzled screams of shock, horror and humiliation, making unintelligible noises through the gags. The leader isn't able to do anything more than sort of wobble on her knees, causing her dangling tits to sway and bounce a bit, while the other two can hardly move much more, and all their attempts to break free do is ensure they grind their tits and crotches against eachother. They're blushing furiously and begin to sweat, from their uncomfortable position and their circumstances. The braided ruffian glares in the directionof the leader with a stare like daggers, expressing the world's unhappiest 'I told you so' you've seen in your life.