He doesn't. But things still get worse for Mackenzie

Mackenzie's eyes widened in terror as Emma turned her head towards the park and yelled "Ben! Come over here!"

"No please don't!"

He couldn't see her like this!

Emma laughed. "I'm just teasing you, Ben had to leave already"

Mackenzie breathed a sigh of relief and then shot a glare at the other woman.

"That wasn't funny!"

"Well I thought it was"

"Well you please help me now? You have no idea how embarrassing it is to be stuck like this"

She still felt horribly exposed and knew that someone else might stumble across her any second in the same way that Emma had.

"Fine, hold still"

Emma moved behind Mackenzie and tugged at the cuffs on her wrists.

"You're gonna need to find something to **** the lock or cut the chain, there's a bag over there that might have clippers or something you can use"

"Wait here"

Emma walked over to the bag that the tan boy had left lying on the floor and began to rummage through it's contents.

"Perfect!"

With her back to Emma, Mackenzie couldn't see what she was doing (or what she had found in the bag) but heard her walk back over and felt her take hold of the cuffs again.

"Mackenzie, do me a favor and stand with your legs together"

"Why do you need me to do that? asked Mackenzie, puzzled by the request.

"Look, do you want me to get those cuffs off or not?"

"Okay okay fine"

Mackenzie stood her legs touching and waited for Emma to undo the cuffs on her wrists. Finally, she'd be able to get her arms free and find some clothes.

That didn't happen.

Instead, she heard a strange ripping noise, and felt a sudden pressure at her ankles. Mackenzie looked down and saw to her horror that Emma was in the process of binding her legs together at the ankle with a roll of duct tape! She tried to pull her legs free but it was too late, Emma had already done two full loops with the tape, more than enough to tightly secure her ankles.

"Emma what the hell are you doing?!"

"Just having a bit of fun, hold still!"

Mackenzie had no intention of waiting around to see what Emma planned to do next. Unfortunately, with her ankles and wrists bound her movement was limited. Unable to walk or run, she tried her best to escape by hopping.

She only managed a couple of jumps before she lost her balance and almost fell flat on her face. Her hands flapped frantically in the cuffs and her eyes went wide with panic as she teetered on the edge of falling. Somehow, she managed to maintain her balance but only just.

Emma appeared in front of her, a devious look on her face "Come on Mackenzie, you didn't honestly think I'd help you? Not after you tried to steal my boyfriend"

"I already told you I didn't try to- MMMMMPH!"

She never got a chance to finish her sentence. Before she could, Emma tore a fresh piece of duct tape off of the roll and pressed it against Mackenzie's mouth, gagging her.

"MMMMMM MMMMMPH!"

"Sorry Mackenzie, I can't understand what you're saying" teased Emma.

Then, Emma crouched down and applied a third piece of tape, wrapping it around Mackenzie's legs just below the knee, clamping her thighs together and limiting her range of movement even more.

Fresh panic surged through Mackenzie. Being naked and handcuffed had been bad but this was so much worse. Now she couldn't speak and could barely move her legs! Escape was no longer an option and she couldn't even yell for help (not that she wanted to attract any more attention in her current state).

"Don't worry, I think we'll be even after this" said Emma in a tone of faux innocence.

Unable to speak, Mackenzie whimpered and pleaded for mercy with her eyes. Mercy that Emma didn't grant. Instead, she took up the dangling end of the leash still attached to Mackenzie's neck and began to walk backwards slowly.

"MMMMMPH! MMMMM!"

The leash pulled taut. Emma kept backing away. Mackenzie could feel herself being pulled over by the **** of the collar around her neck. To avoid falling on her face, Mackenzie had **** but to hop forwards after Emma.

Naked, gagged, and now **** to jump and jiggle around in front of a woman with a huge grudge against her, this was by far the most humiliating thing she'd been **** to endure that horrible day. With every agonizingly undignified jump, she winced as she felt her perky tits and ass bounce up and down. With her hands cuffed bring her back, she was powerless to contain or cover her jiggling assets. Emma watched her move and laughed cruelly as Mackenzie struggled to keep pace with her tormenter.

She continued walking backwards and eventually completed a full loop of the clearing, dragging the naked Mackenzie behind her as she moved. By then, the unfortunate redhead was breathing hard through her nose. The hopping had taken a toll on Mackenzie's body as well as her self-esteem. By the time they finally came to be halt, Mackenzie's skin was glistening with sweat, her leg muscles burned and her breasts had begun to ache again from the impact of all the bouncing.

She prayed that Emma would let her go now. Surely she had humiliated her enough?

"I can see why those boys liked you so much, you put on quite the show with those tits of yours" teased Emma.

Mackenzie fumed impotently, huffing and clenching her fists in frustration.

As she spoke, Emma walked over to the discarded equipment bag on the floor again. She retrieved a piece of paper and a marker pen from it and then walked back over to Mackenzie.

"Okay, now bend over."

"Mmm??"

What the hell was Emma planning to do now??

"I need something to write on" said Emma, as if it was the most painfully obvious thing in the world, holding up the pen and paper as she spoke.

"MMMMM MMMPH!"

"Am I gonna make you do another lap of this clearing or are you gonna do as your told?" Emma's voice was stern and full of malice.

Mackenzie huffed again but did as she was told, bending over until her back was parallel to the ground. One again, her juicy rear end protruded out behind her on proud display. The tape binding her legs together made balancing much more difficult, causing the naked women to wobble back and forth uncertainly.

"At least she can't tell me to spread my legs" thought Mackenzie sullenly.

Emma grabbed a handful of Mackenzie's plump round behind and jiggled it playfully.

"Damn Mackenzie, look at all this ass! No wonder you're so popular today"

"MMMMPPH MMMPPHMMM!"

Mackenzie wiggled unhappily in Emma's grip but was powerless to stop the other woman feeling her up.

After another moment's teasing, Emma relented. She laid the paper on the redhead's bare back and began to write something, she pressed hard against her improvised table. Mackenzie winced as the point of the marker pen repeatedly poked her delicate skin.

What the hell was she doing? As Emma continued to write, Mackenzie tried to guess the letters by feeling the way the pen was moving against her naked back but couldn't make sense of it. At one point, she was pretty sure she felt her write the number 2, then cross it out and write the number 4. Other than that, she had no clue what the other woman was writing.

"I thought I was being objectified before, now this bitch is literally using me as a table" thought Mackenzie sullenly.

The movement of the marker pen paused.

"Huh, I think my pen is running out of ink"

Rather than stop to get another marker, Emma jabbed the tip of the pen into the soft flesh of one of Mackenzie's butt cheeks and furiously scribbled until she coaxed the pen back into working order.

Mackenzie bristled at this latest indignity but remained quiet. She was sure Emma was enjoying every second of this and didn't want to add to her satisfaction by crying out again.

After a few more seconds of writing, Emma removed the piece of paper. Assuming she was done, Mackenzie's began to stand back upright again.

Immediately, Emma pushed down hard on her shoulders and refused to let her straighten up.

"Hold on, I'm not done"

Moments later, Mackenzie flinched as she felt the pen begin to write again but this time directly onto her skin!

She tried to rise again, and cried out "what the hell are you doing?!" (Once again, her words came out as unintelligible muffled noises).

Emma held MacKenzie still with one hand and gave the nude woman's juicy rear end three hard smacks with the other.

*THWAP!*

"Mmph!"

*THWAP!*

"MMMMMH!

*THWAP!*

"MMMMMMMMMMPHH!"

Mackenzie squealed and frantically wiggled her body, **** to get away, but with her arms and legs tried she was helpless.

"Are you going to hold still or do I have to keep spanking you?" asked Emma sternly.

Mackenzie sighed deeply, clenched her eyes shut, and froze. Allowing Emma to finish her writing without further interruption. Only then was she allowed to stand upright again.

Whatever she'd written must have been funny, Emma couldn't stop laughing to herself. The naked redhead tried to peer back over her shoulder to see the writing but couldn't contort her body far enough to see.

After that, Emma grabbed the Mackenzie's hair and roughly pulled it back into a tight bun. Clearly, Emma didn't want Mackenzie's loose hair covering whatever it was that she'd written on her back.

"MMMMMPH!"

Emma stepped back. She took a moment to take in the spectacle of the naked, gagged, and hopelessly bound young woman squirming indignantly in front of her and let out a contented sigh. This would teach her to stay away from Ben.

"Well, this has been fun Mackenzie but I gotta head out now. We should definitely do this again some time though"

Mackenzie's nostrils flared and her eyes went wide with terror. The psycho was going to leave her stuck like this!

As a parting gift Emma gave her a quick smack on the ass, eliciting another muffled squeak of outrage from the naked woman, before turning to leave.

As she strode out of the clearing, Emma looked back over her shoulder and offered a final word of advice to her unfortunate victim.

"If I was you I wouldn't hang around here too long Mackenzie, those boys you were entertaining earlier could be back any minute"