Emma gets tied up

Emma's voice was full of fury as she confronted the greens leader. "How dare you do this to me!" she seethed, her arms still clasped across her body in a futile attempt to preserve her modesty.

"Give me back my clothes right now!"

The leader regarded her with a cold, calculating gaze, her lips curling into a malicious smirk. "Oh, I'm sorry, you're not getting those back any time soon" she taunted, her voice dripping with malice.

Emma's anger boiled over, "This isn't a joke!" she snapped, her voice laced with venom. "You have no right to treat me like this!"

But the green remained unmoved, her smirk growing wider with each passing moment. "Actually, I have every right," she retorted, her tone condescending. "I'm in charge here. Not you. And I say you'll get them back when we say so, not a moment sooner".

Emma opened her mouth to continue arguing but, before she could speak, she was interrupted by a loud *THWAP!* as one of the greens who had been sneaking up behind her delivered a vicious smack to her ass.

Emma yelped in surprise, turned to face the young man, presenting her back to the green leader, and instinctively reached both hands behind her to protect her stinging cheeks.

"Ouch! What the fuck was that for?"

She quickly found out that turning away from the leader had been a grave error.

Faster than Mackenzie would have believed possible, the green leader reached into her pocket, produced a second set of handcuffs identical to her own, and slapped them across Emma's wrists.

Realizing after a moment that her front was now fully exposed to the greens, Emma cursed and tried to cover up again by bringing her hands back out from behind her. Of course, the cuffs around her wrists prevented that from happening and her front remained totally exposed.

A gasp escaped Emma's lips as she realized what had just happened, her heart racing with panic and indignation. She struggled against the restraints, but the cuffs held firm.

"Get these things off of me!" snarled Emma furiously, wrestling with the cuffs as she spoke.

Laughter erupted from the crowd as they watched her futile attempts to free herself, their amusement only serving to fuel her fury.

Mackenzie could tell from her face that the green leader was happy and relieved to be back as the undisputed leader of the group.

"You don't get to talk to us like that. You're our prisoner now"

"When I get these off you're gonna be so-"

*THWAP!*

For her defiance, Emma received another smack on her ass.

"You know the drill. Get her guys!" shouted the green leader.

Emma quickly found herself surrounded on all sides by the greens.

Mackenzie stifled a laugh, she knew what was about to happen and relished seeing Emma suffer some of the humiliation she'd so enthusiastically dished out.

Unable to believe their luck, the greens enthusiastically began their attack on the voluptuous young woman.

*THWAP!*

Emma whipped around and opened her mouth to begin laying into the green that had spanked her.

Grinning, the young man reached out with both hands and roughly squeezed the young women's perky tits. They were so large they practically engulfed his hands.

Emma let out an outraged shriek and twisted away from the lecherous young man.

It was wasted effort. With her hands cuffed she was powerless to defend herself. Mackenzie watched as the teens set to work slapping and groping Emma into submission in the same way they had so ruthlessly done so to her earlier.

*THWAP!*

*THWAP!*

*THWAP!*

"Ouch! Stop that!"

Each impact caused her plump round cheeks to jiggle hypnotically and raised a squeal of pain and indignation from the young woman.

*THWAP!*

*THWAP!*

The situation played out almost identically for Emma as it had for Mackenzie. No matter which way she turned, there was always someone waiting behind her to give her another punishing spank. The only difference was that this time the Greens, unable to pass up the opportunity to cop a feel, attacked from the front as well as the rear; squeezing Emma's tits wherever she turned to face them.

Mackenzie watched as Emma continued to twist and squirm, her tits, ass, and thighs jiggling provocatively as she moved.

*THWAP!*

"Aah! Get away from me you freaks!"

*THWAP!*

*THWAP!*

*THWAP!*

Soon, like Mackenzie before her, she fell to the ground in defeat.

"Well done everyone." The leader said, beaming at her followers.

"Now I've got just the thing for you prisoner!"

All of this seemed so familiar to Mackenzie.

Her view was blocked as the greens encircled Emma, preventing her from seeing exactly what happened next.

Emma continued to shout and curse, but her protests were ignored.

After a little while, they all took several steps back from their new captive to admired their handiwork.

The teens had left Emma's wrists cuffed together behind her back; like Mackenzie, she was unable to cover any part of her body. To make matters worse for the voluptuous young woman, the greens had decided to duct tape her elbows together too, forcing Emma into an uncomfortable shoulders-back position that made her involuntarily arch her back and stick out her chest.

A bright red collar adorned her neck (Mackenzie wondered why the greens had brought another one with them). A leash dangling from it, held in a firm grip by their leader.

Mackenzie felt a fleeting moment of sympathy for the other woman, Emma's restraints looked far more uncomfortable than her own. However, the feeling soon faded; the throbbing ache across her bare behind was a continuous reminder of how Emma had gleefully teased and humiliated her in front of Ben and then allowed the entire green team to spank her.

The eyes of the greens roved all over Emma's bare body, taking in everything.

Mackenzie couldn't blame them; even she had to admit that Emma had an outrageously appealing physique. Her eyes were first drawn to the shorter woman's huge breasts, her frantic furious movement causing them to sway and jiggle near constantly.

Mackenzie had never felt like her C cup chest was inadequate but Emma's assets absolutely dwarfed hers. She'd reassured herself that there was a trade off to having larger breasts; they looked absolutely fantastic when held up by a bra but tended to droop unappealing when unsupported. But this wasn't the case at all with Emma, she couldn’t believe the other woman's tits could be so large while also remaining round and perky. They seemed to defy gravity.

With her arms now locked tight behind her, Mackenzie had a clear view of the other woman's nipples for the first time and saw that they were both pierced with silver barbells that caught the light and pulled focus towards her rosy pink tips.

Mackenzie's gaze continued down the other women's curvaceous hourglass figure. Contrasting her generous chest was a narrow and toned midriff, a barely visible line of definition ran down the center of her abs.

Her eyes continued to travel down; Emma's fat distribution was enviable. Her narrow tapered waist bloomed out into wide hips, a plump behind and generous thighs.

The woman's ass was impressively large and, much like her tits, perfectly rounded and perky, a wide and rotund shelf that protruded behind her tantalizingly.

Like everything else below the neck, Emma's crotch was shaved completely hairless, leaving her absolutely nothing for her to hide behind (even Mackenzie's slit was partially obscured by her neatly trimmed public hair, Emma had no such cover). The only marks on her otherwise flawless skin were a pair of tattoos; a small crescent moon on her right forearm and an intricate design of poison ivy that wound around her left thigh. They seemed to emphasize her nudity, making her appear somehow more naked than she would without them.

Just as Mackenzie was beginning to enjoy herself, the green leader seemed to suddenly remember her second captive.

She moved towards Mackenzie, dragging Emma behind her by the leash as she went, and grabbed the leash dangling from the redhead's collar in her free hand.

"You know, I could get used to having a pair of dogs", snarked the green leader.

"Maybe we'll keep you both".