You couldn't say no to a threesome even if you wanted to.

"Only a bit of fun?" You say to the couple. "Why don't we have as much fun as possible? I mean, it's not like there's any clothes in the way, is there?"

Mike and Jenna exchange glances, symmetrically biting their lips. Simultaneously, they pounce on you. Jenna on your left side, and Mike on the right. You pretend to try fighting them off, but your struggles only turn you on even further. In your playfulness, you don't notice their motives until you find yourself fully strapped to the bed; your wrists are restrained against the headboard and your ankles against the foot of the bed.

You're left tied spread eagle in full view of the couple, while they relent and stand back up so they can take you in full view. "She's something else, isn't she, Mike?" Jenna opens.

"I'm glad we went after her instead of Emily; no way that bitch would let us do this to her. If it were up to her, we'd both be strapped to the bed, as interesting as that may be." Mike hungrily looks up and down your nude, restrained body. Feeling you're being inspected by him while helplessly restrained has you incredibly turned on. You'd probably do anything they asked right now. "How about we start off with some light teasing?"

"You wish! She already gave you your light teasing. I think it's my turn now." Jenn rubs up against Mike, pressing her bare breasts into his chest, nearly flattening them, and bringing her arms around his neck, all the while keeping eye contact with you. "Don't worry, the one getting teased will be you." Jenna asserts. With great deliberation, she crawls back on top of you, making sure to stay low enough that her nipples drag all the way up to your chest from your thighs. She leans further down to kiss you, so you close your eyes in anticipation. You try to bring your head up to meet her kiss, but only find air. You open your eyes and see Jenna sitting up on your stomach, giggling at you. "Sorry, sweetie. I said teasing, didn't I?"

All of a sudden, her finger tips reach your sides, tickling you. "EEEHH!" You squeak. You try to move away in response, but your bonds quickly go taught. You have no escape. Jenna keeps tickling you, you reflexively keep trying to move away, but can't thanks to their restraints. She said this would be light teasing, but it's torturous for you. You're just barely able to gasp for breaths between her assaults, and each time you feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter. After just a minute or two of this, you start begging for mercy as best as you can. "P-please... I can't.... take it... any more...."