The Wrong Cruise Part 3
Waiting
Lyanna struggled in the yoke once Dusty closed the door and was out of the way. Her hands were locked out and away from her neck and the yoke seemed to be designed to fit around her collar as she could not get it to rotate at all. She decided to go try and sit down and hopefully stay unnoticed. She desperately wanted to be out of her collar and to get to a private room away from everyone. She still couldn't believe she had put herself in this mess by putting the collar around her neck at the dock.
The other collared furs in the room were in various states of bondage with a few not bound in any way at all, except for their collars of course. It was a roughly equal mix of male and female furs in the room she observed and she wondered if any of them hadn't realized what they would be in for.
Lyanna began to futilely twist her hands in the cuffs at the end of the yoke in an effort to slip out of the cuffs.
"Don't bother honey, you'll just rub your wrists raw". A female rabbit wearing a similar restraint had walked over an sat down next to Lyanna, but instead of her arms being out to either side of her neck, the rabbit's hands were stuck out in front of her.
"They use such well designed restraints here, you'll never get yourself out unless you're unlocked by someone with a key or remote access to the lock." said the rabbit. "Just the absolute helplessness is so wonderful"
"Yeah, they're great" Lyanna said with a huff and slumped. That wasn't the information she wanted to hear. She sat back up and turned her whole body to look at the rabbit.
"Is there someone I can talk to to get this collar off? I didn't sign up for being a, umm, tier III guest, Dusty called it. They tricked me into putting on this stupid collar" Lyanna said.
"Tricked you? Didn't you get an explanation and have to sign a waiver when you signed up for the cruise?" asked the rabbit, somewhat skeptically. "Besides, you have to have been on this cruise before you're allowed to wear a black collar."
"What? No, I've never been on any cruise before! What waiver? I didn't sign any waiver or anything..." she started and trailed off, suddenly remembering the papers that flew everywhere when she was at the travel agent's office. "Oh, that idiotic mouse! I'm going to kill him the next time I see him." said Lyanna, hoping there still might be someone she could convince of the mistake. "The agent I booked with must have messed up somehow and gave me the wrong papers!" Lyanna protested. Her earlier feelings of lust were quickly being replaced with anger.
The rabbit's expression had changed from skepticism to a soft smile. "Well honey, I hate to break it to you, but as soon as you put that collar on, as far as anyone on this ship is concerned you're here voluntarily. No one with a black collar can really change much of anything." said the rabbit. "If you try to get out of the contract early, they'll assume it's some sort of kidnap fantasy on your part."
"Well why are you here then?" asked Lyanna, somewhat accusatorial now, looking at the rabbit.
She was barefoot and wearing very tight shorts that looked like bike shorts, which were also slightly darker at the crotch. On top she was wearing a sports bra and Lyanna could see her nipples pressing through the fabric.
"To experience some first class bondage" she said, and let out a little shiver. "I don't have a domme or know anyone who had a lot of good gear, and since to really be tied up properly or for any duration you need some help, so this was the answer for me." She squirmed a little in her own restraints. "Even if I can't find any passengers who know what they're doing, the staff here know what they're doing and a few are trained, professional, dommes. Well, at least the ones who work with the collared guests."
"I'm Natalie" said the rabbit, leaning forward to try and shake hands awkwardly with Lyanna.
"Lyanna" she said, and briefly tried to touch hands with Natalie.
"So you're telling me everyone in here wants to be trussed up like this?" asked Lyanna with incredulity in her voice.
"Trussed up or bound in some way, shape, or form." said Natalie. "Normally you have to have been a guest on one of these cruises at least once before so you get a taste and to make sure furs don't get in over their heads, so to speak. I was on board as a silver collar last year, and I had a good time, but knowing I could still say my safeword to make it stop kinda took some of it away for me." Natalie clasped her fingers together as she continued. "Wearing a black collar, and not having safeword, being completely at the mercy of the other guests and crew, it was something I knew I had to experience."
Lyanna remembered Marissa telling her about safewords and had a vague understanding. She also thought about what Natalie was saying and thought she might understand what she meant by still having an out of whatever. Lyanna still wished desperately for a magic word to get the posture collar off of her neck. The high rigid collar fit comfortably enough but she was not used to not being able to flex and turn her head and the urge to try was overpowering. But thinking about what Natalie had just said, about being completely at someone else's mercy and it did turn her on slightly.
"I saw the dolphin put the yoke on you" said Natalie, continuing. "I hope I see more of him" she ground her legs together as she spoke.
"Yeah, a guest asked him to make sure I didn't try to, umm, take care of things" Lyanna said, flushing. She wasn't sure why she would even bring that up with this woman, but she was the first person she had seen on this ship who hadn't tried to electrocute her yet, and she needed to talk to someone to try and understand what was going to happen to her.
Natalie nodded, as much as her own collar would allow and grinned. "They're good at taking care of guests' requests. Well, even if you can't get out of the contract, you're still a guest and are here to have fun too. You just may need to modify your, ahem, plans. You can still ask the crew to do things for you too, you just may have to do some things in return."
"What do you mean?" asked Lyanna.
"Well we're on a cruise aren't we? There's always some kind of entertainment going on." said Natalie. "Exercise classes, massages, music, gambling, restaurants, movies, pools, sunbathing and of course all the adult entertainment you could want. You name it there's a good chance someone on board can make it happen for you."
"And wearing a black collar means we're part of the entertainment?" asked Lyanna.
"That's the idea" said Natalie. "But don't worry, they can't do anything too awful to you, in case you were worried about that" Natalie added seeing the expression on Lyanna's face.
Lyanna felt some relief at that.
"So what are we supposed to do in here?" asked Lyanna, trying to think of something else to talk about.
"Well, we relax in here until the reception tonight, anyone who is going in as part of a display will be outfitted with whatever pieces are needed and the taken in to the hall shortly before it starts." she said.
"How am I supposed to relax wearing this?" asked Lyanna, bewilderedly. She strained her arms again in the yoke and she whipped the tip of her tail back and forth in annoyance.
"Maybe I could help." said a male voice from her other side. Lyanna stopped struggling and turned to look.
A fit green dragon stood next to them, his wings furled behind him and as far as Lyanna could see, his only restraint was the collar around his neck. Two bronze horns tapered away from his skull and stopped just past the tips of his ear fins. Around his waist was a white PVC corset that had been laced tightly and constricted his lithe form around the middle, giving him a rather feminine figure. Fishnet stockings suspended by straps leading to his corset graced his legs and helped to add to the look. The final touch was a PVC thong that barely contained his dragonhood, and to Lyanna's eyes it he wore it much better than the kangaroo from before did.
Lyanna was suddenly very aware that she was wearing only her latex bra, stockings, and thong and still had dried saliva and other juices between her legs.
"There's some more comfortable seats over by one of the movies they have on, you might be able to lay back, even with the yoke on." he said. He didn't seem to be at all abashed by his outfit and seemed to be quite comfortable with himself.
'He's pretty cute' thought Lyanna, while trying to make room for him on the couch and again thought back to what Marissa had told her about the cute guys that she saw all the time last year. 'He even wears those fishnets well'
"I'm Ren" he offered.
"Lyanna" said Lyanna, finally able to think of something to say, trying to look composed and hoping she wasn't blushing as furiously as she felt she must be.
"Natalie" said the rabbit seated next to her. "The pleasure is mine" she added.
"You two ladies looked nicely trussed up already, so is there anything I can do to help you relax?" he asked again.
Lyanna debated for a moment and then feeling that odd sense of something falling away from her mind came on again, the same she had experience in the corridor before with the kangaroos and decided to take a chance.
"I wouldn't mind foot rub" she said timidly.
"Right away" he said, and sat down in front of her and grasped her foot.
Marissa
As usual Marissa was running late and got to the boarding area of the ship with only a half hour to spare.
The violet and silver dragoness hurriedly ran up to the kiosk and started rummaging through her bags for her boarding information.
Panting a bit from running she handed over her information to the ferret who had waited on Lyanna earlier.
"Thank you Ms. Haskell, you're all set to board. We hope you enjoy your cruise with us." said the ferret who had assisted Lyanna earlier.
"I always do, this is my third time on the Relora, you do such a wonderful job" she said.
Marissa handed her bags over to the large rottweiler who loaded them onto a trolley. Walking up the gangway beyond the kiosk the rottweiler followed her up onto the ship, pushing the trolley with Marissa's luggage in front of him.
As she walked away the agent saw the notice connected to Marissa's information and sent a message up to the ship to remind Mrs. Kay to make sure that Marissa Haskell was informed a collared guest wanted to see her. The ferret remembered the silver dragoness from earlier and smiled, 'I wonder if that's her mistress, they're a cute couple' she though, and watched Marissa walk onto the ship and out of sight.
Marissa thought again about the invitation she had extended to Lyanna to come along this year and was still disappointed by her friend's refusals. Marissa had been hoping for the chance to broaden Lyanna's horizons a bit and suspected that, deep down, Lyanna might have a thing for bondage and being tied up. Marissa thought back to the latex thong and bra she had picked up for Lyanna and remembered how Lyanna couldn't stop looking back at the bag they came in as they chatted about the upcoming cruise.
'What a pity, but maybe next year I'll get her to come with me, maybe even wear a silver collar for me' she thought idly and smiled. Marissa had little interest in wearing a collar herself, she was a domme through and through and had seriously debated trying to get a job with this ship.
Marissa arrived at her cabin and stepped inside, welcoming the air conditioning that blew out of the room.
"Where would you like these miss?" asked the rottweiler, carrying in Marrisa's bags.
"Just on the bed is fine, what time does the reception start tonight?" she asked, digging in her handbag for her wallet and retrieving a few notes.
"7:30 miss, so just under two hours."
Handing the rottweiler the tip she thanked him. As soon as he left Marissa began to unpack and put her stuff away. She already had her outfit for the reception planned and couldn't wait to claim a slave for herself.
Dressing
A short while later Dusty and Lily returned to the lounge where they had gathered the black collars, a pair of raccoons who appeared to be twins trailed in after them pulling a trolley with boxes. The attention of everyone in the room had shifted to them now and Dusty made a few beckoning motions with his hands. Lily apparently didn't have the patience to wait for the assembled furs to get within earshot and to pay attention, her hand went to her bracelet.
A collective yelp went up from everyone wearing a collar in the room as their collars gave them all a nice, attention getting, shock. Everyone quickly made their way towards where Dusty and Lily were standing, forming a loose semi-circle in front of them. Ren had helped Lyanna and Natalie up and was standing behind Lyanna, his hands resting on her hips and Lyanna didn't mind in the least.
Over the last hour or so Lyanna had relaxed considerably and was actually looking forward to the cruise again. She had been on the verge of tears and panicking earlier, but talking with Natalie, who had reassured her that it wasn't all depraved debauchery, even though that's what she herself was very much there for and receiving Ren's attentions had her feeling much better about the coming weeks. She hoped she could see more of him, in every sense of the word.
"We're going to start bringing in those of you who will be fixed in place during the reception tonight. Those of you who will not be tethered to anything will be free to mingle with the rest of the guests." said Dusty. "Be sure to address them as Master and Mistress appropriately" he cautioned. "And you will remain in the Grand Hall until the reception is over or your collar is linked to a guest or crew member's bracelet. Anyone who is not claimed tonight, you are free to do as you please until someone decides they do want you" Dusty continued.
Natalie had explained to Lyanna that tier I guests could claim some fur as their personal slave by linking their bracelet with a guest's collar. The link lasted for a maximum of 24 hours unless they had come on board as a couple in which case the link set was for the duration of the cruise. Each tier I guest bracelet could link with two collars at the same time, so even if one half of a couple wore a silver collar some fur with an unclaimed black or silver collar could still be claimed. Once claimed, the collars would only respond to commands from the linked controller, Natalie told her.
The bracelets the crew wore had far fewer restrictions and many more functions, but neither Ren nor Natalie knew what else they could do except override ownership of someone wearing a collar.
Dusty started listing off names and furs stepped forward. The fox pair in the straightjacket and frilly maid outfit and boots, ballet boots, as Ren had informed Lyanna, were in the first group to be led out through a door behind the bar which led into the reception hall.
Lily meanwhile had been calling over other furs and directing them over to the raccoons. They had been distributing various toys and pieces of clothing and were assisting in equipping the summoned furs. While Lily supervised the dressing Dusty returned every few minutes to lead out more small groups. For the first few minutes Lyanna had been blushing furiously as she watched the raccoon twins strip the furs who they deemed needed a change of clothing and put them into sexier and more provocative outfits. Lily was also giving instructions or challenges to those she personally prepared.
Lyanna watched, fascinated with the scene before her. She recognized most of the toys that were being locked on or secured to the furs, but one method of being tied up looked particularly intricate and diabolical to Lyanna. Lily called over a voluptuous hyena, who was nearly head taller than the rabbit. Lily had her strip off her sun dress and kneel with her legs slightly apart. Lily retrieved a large vibrating egg from the box of supplies, it looked similar to Lyanna's own but was nearly twice the size. Turning it on Lily knelt down in front of the hyena and slowly rubbed it up and down over her slit until it was wet with the girl's juices and the hyena had started to pant.
After a few more minutes the Hyena had started to sway her hips back and forth. Satisfied, Lily switched off the vibrator and then held it in front of the hyena's nose. "Now lick it clean" she commanded.
The hyena hesitated, biting her lip before slowly opening her muzzle and sticking out her tongue and closing her eyes. After a few tentative licks from the hyena she moved more confidently, until the whole surface of the vibrator glistened as she dragged her tongue across it.
"And now for the entertaining bit" said Lily, pulling it back from hyena, her hand went going to her bracelet and she pressed a few things on it. The hyena winced in preparation of a shock but relaxed when none came. Instead she let out a grunt as Lily slid the sickened egg into the hyena's slit.
Reaching back into the box Lily pulled out a length of rope. Running it through the rings on either side of the hyena's collar Lily tied a series of knots down her front before running it between legs and pulling the rope taught, trapping the egg inside her. The hyena inhaled and tried to keep her balance as one of the knots slid against her clit and rested firmly against it. Lily worked quickly to weave a web of rope around the hyena's body in an intricate pattern. Both of her breasts were now squeezed at the base and her arms were bound tightly behind her back.
Lyanna thought the rope work looked quite pretty. Ren leaned forward and told her it was called shibari.
"Now, here's where it get's interesting" said Lily, standing back to look at her handiwork. She pressed her bracelet again and this time the hyena did let out a yelp jumped in her bonds.
"Oh gods" she let out. Lily lifted her finger from the bracelet and the hyena's sharp inhalation changed to a cry of pleasure and she started trying to grind her crotch against the rope.
"For every second of shock you get" said Lily, leaning over to speak to the girl who was still grinding her legs together, "you get 30 seconds of the vibrator running."
"30 seconds? That's not enough to get off!" she panted, her breasts heaving.
"Of course not, silly girl" said Lily, resting her finger back on her controller. She inhaled again as Lily let her have it again for a full 10 seconds, counting out each one.
The hyena fell over on her side and writhed and squirmed and begged again for Lily to stop. When she finally did, she sat up gasping and sobbing, and then started to writhe again, though this time with much more grinding of her hips.
"You're welcome Ms. Kines, I've started you out with five and a half minutes" said Lily. "And your task tonight is to make sure that vibrator runs for at least 10 minutes every hour until the reception is over." she let her words sink in and a wide eyed expression came onto the hyena's face. "You get two strikes." she said, holding up her fingers. "If you miss your quota, a shock will only earn you 15 seconds of the vibrator running and your new quota will be increased to 20 minutes per hour."
She looked up at Lily, horrified, but continued to grind her legs together.
"I will be notified if you miss your second quota and I'll be sure to see to an appropriate punishment." she said, stroking the girls head and helping her to her feet by pulling the rope between her legs.
Lyanna shivered and thanked the ancestors she was glad she wasn't in the hyena's place, to be faced with having to beg people to shock her or suffer a worse punishment. Doing some quick math Lyanna realized the poor girl was going to have to ask to be shocked at least 20 times an hour to make the vibrator ran for the 10 minutes. And if she failed at that she would need to ask to be shocked 80 times to meet the 20 minute goal Lily had threatened her with.
"So the amount of pleasure you get tonight is really up to you now isn't it?" she asked. Lyanna thought she sounded genuinely thrilled and a bit breathy now.
"Yes Mistress Lily, thank you Mistress"
Finally spotting Lyanna Lily beckoned her over to her and Lyanna's stomach tightened. She quickly walked over to the rabbit.
"Yes Mistress Lily?" she asked, hoping that she wasn't about to be shocked too. It had seemed far too easy to irritate the rabbit and Lyanna wanted to impress her this time. Lyanna thought the rabbit looked a little flushed around the ears. She was wearing a very pleasant perfume tonight, Lyanna thought, and smelled faintly of her namesake and other tropical flowers.
"I see Dusty made sure you weren't going to let your fingers roam" she said, running a finger along the yoke.
"No Mistress Lily"
"Good, and nobody here has helped you with that little itch you were so desperate to scratch?" asked Lily softly. Her hands had slid down Lyanna's collar and to her bra, seeming to inspect it.
"No Mistress Lily"
"Very good, now you need small wardrobe change to be ready" she said, sliding in closer and sliding her arm behind Lyanna's neck. She undid the locks of the yoke at Lyanna's hands but left the yoke attached to her collar. Lyanna stretched with relief and rubbed her wrists.
Lily fingers quickly slid down her back and unclasped the back of Lyanna's bra and she blushed as she saw Ren watching her from over next to Natalie, a bulge was visible through his thong.
Natalie gave her a wink. Natalie had tried to impress on Lyanna the fact that modesty didn't last very long on the Relora.
Letting the bra drop to the floor Lily slid her hands along Lyanna's breasts, her fingers running in small circles around her nipples.
She looked into Lyanna's eyes, and following her gaze over to Ren and Natalie. "Play with your breasts for them" said Lily, a soft smile playing on her features. A shiver ran all the way through her as she finally brought her hands up to her breasts. They had been aching for attention and she was finally able to give it.
Lily then slid off Lyanna's thong, lifting each leg and carelessly tossing it behind her, landing next to Ren. Then she removed each of the stockings, being careful to slide it down Lyanna's legs slowly and tracing her fingers along the inside of Lyanna's thighs and back of her calves.
Lyanna had her eyes closed now, breathing heavily as she pinched at her nipples, twisting them with her fingers and kneading her breasts. Now essentially naked Lyanna felt very vulnerable but very aroused. She kept her eyes shut and tried to block out the fact that she was still in the middle of a room full of furs but found that added to her sense of excitement. She gyrated her hips in a slow and seductive way.
Lily next pulled out a pair of clear crotchless panties and slid Lyanna's tail and legs through their respective holes.
Lyanna was paying too much attention to what Natalie and Ren must be thinking when her thoughts were suddenly derailed by something pressing against her tail hole and her eyes flew open. Lily pressed a well lubed and attached plug into Lyanna's ass. She tried to relax and felt it stretching her hole and finally her ass clenching around the bottom of the flared base as it popped in place. It wasn't too large, and Lyanna had some experience with anal but she still let out a low whine as it slid in, her hands frozen on her breasts. Lily pulled the panties the rest of the way up, giving her a small spank for good measure.
Lyanna's hands slid down instinctively to try and smooth the panties but were pulled up again and locked back in place into the ends of the yoke. She twisted and squirmed, trying to relief the discomfort the intruder had suddenly brought to her nethers. She had hoped that the yoke might be entirely removed but she saw Lily had no plans on that front.
"Kneel and open your mouth" said Lily.
"Yes Mistress Lily" Lyanna moved to obey, fearful of the shocks that she knew she would receive if she did not listen quickly. Lyanna sank down awkwardly and got to her knees in front of the rabbit. Lily reached into the box of supplies and pulled out a bundle of almost perfectly clear material.
Lily approached Lyanna with the odd looking band of clear plastic in her hands. Lyanna eyed Lily warily, her stomach starting to tighten with apprehension. She was holding what looked like part of some kind of mouth guard attached to a flimsy plastic hood. The solid part was slightly wedge shaped and had grooves for her teeth and a cage along the bottom and a large hole through the center and smaller holes through the sides. It reminded Lyanna of a mouth guard for water polo except the wearers mouth would be held open. On the front where what looked like a muzzle cover was some kind of trough or funnel and two small tubes just above the nose piece on the inside. Lily then clipped a short lead to the front of Lyanna's collar and anchored it into a bracket on the floor.
"I don't want to be gagged Mistress Lily." Lyanna said. She was clenching and unclenching her hands anxiously, looking for some way out of this situation but not seeing any. Ren and Natalie had convinced her to at least try and have a good experience, and Marissa had always been urging her to explore her kinky side more but she still was nervous about what may happen to her.
"Stick your tongue out and slide it into the trap on the bottom." Lily commanded as she held out the strange gag for Lyanna and waited for her to accept it into her mouth.
Lyanna could see a slot near the bottom of the gag and slowly slid her tongue into it. There was no any taste to it and she was grateful, but the fine grill over the top had her very concerned. Lily slid the gag in a bit more then placed the protruding tubes at the front into both of Lyanna's nostrils. Finally she pressed the mouth piece fully in and pulled the hood the rest of the way over Lyanna's head, securing it, rather loosely Lyanna thought, in place. The clear plastic hood now encased her entire head.
'At least it's not very tight' thought Lyanna but she still had not grasped the true purpose of the hood. Her teeth sat comfortably in the grooves of the gag and she found that she could swallow easily. She could put some pressure down on the gag with her teeth and found that as she did it pressed the top of the trap her tongue was in. Her tongue was almost completely immobilized in the bottom of her mouth until she let up with her teeth again. Her vision was only partially obscured by the plastic over her eyes, as if she was wearing swimming goggles.
Lily still did not reply when she reached into her box of supplies and pulled out what looked like a hair dryer. Clicking the button on the side she pointed it at her own palm for a minute while she waited for it to heat. Once apparently satisfied with the temperature Lily grasped the side of Lyanna's face and pointed the heat gun at the material around Lyanna's gagged muzzle.
The material shrank instantly where the heat hit it and started to pull tight around Lyanna's face, causing Lyanna to squeal in surprise and she tried to pull away but Lily held her head firmly and proceeded to work the material on the other side of Lyanna's face. The plastic shrank and formed itself around her maw perfectly, pulling her jaws closed tightly on the gag. As her jaws clamped down she felt the cage around her tongue squeeze and she could no longer move her tongue, it was stuck in its plastic cage.
Waving the heat gun over her the front of her snout the material squeezed against her face and pressed the nose tubes in, holding them firmly in place as well. Lyanna let out a snort and felt the exhaust blow out somewhere near the bottom of her jaw. Lily continued working the heat gun all over the hood, wherever it was loose it pulled inexorably tighter against Lyanna's head as it molded itself against her face.
When she was finished the hood's transparent material blended very closely with Lyanna's own hide and it was difficult to tell that there was anything holding the dragoness' mouth open at all. She now knelt in front of Lily, looking like she was expecting someone to pour a drink into her waiting mouth. A clear trough ran from the back of her head all the way around to the front of her snout, following along her lower lip and seemed to empty into the tube near the front of the gag.
Lyanna tried to speak but could only manage unintelligible little grunts and everything sounded slightly muffled. The material was cooling quickly and was less flexible now, it felt to Lyanna like someone was squeezing her head all over. She swallowed nervously as Lily stood looking over her work and slowly ran her fingers down her own breasts. Lily lowered the zipper of her vest and spread the material away from her breasts and pulling herself in close, pressing herself against Lyanna. The dragoness' nipples responded by starting to harden as Lily's fur brushed across them and an involuntary moan escaped her throat.
Suddenly, Lily leaned in and started to kiss Lyanna's encased nose and mouth, pressing her mouth hard against Lyanna's nose. The rabbit's tongue reached out to lick along her cheeks and the underside of her jaw, staying on the plastic coating. Lyanna did not understand what had brought this on in the rabbit. She had seemed so harsh earlier and now she was trying to kiss her gagged mouth with a ferocity she had not expected at all.
With her nose now plugged by the tubes she could no longer smell intoxicating fragrance the rabbit wore and the plastic dampened almost all sensation coming from her muzzle, but when Lily shoved her tongue into the Lyanna's mouth her tongue felt electrified. Lily's hands were at Lyanna's breasts, pinching and squeezing her nipples.
Finally Lily ceased kissing, moving her hands to grip the bars of the yoke around Lyanna's neck. She leaned Lyanna back very slightly and let a string of saliva fall into Lyanna's waiting mouth. She was panting hard when she released the bars of the yoke.
"Now, let's get you in with the others, and don't think I didn't forget about putting you in a chastity belt before too long, but tonight you'll get your chance to get off." said Lily with a wolfish grin and breathy voice.
"Wow Lily, looks like you're in quite the mood tonight" said Dusty, who had just entered. "Belt rubbing a bit tight is it? How much longer do you have in it anyway?" he asked casually.
He quickly leaned forward and used his hand to casually lift up the front of Lily's skirt and Lyanna saw what looked like metal underwear of some variety. A broad metal band ran between Lily's legs and up to a thin waistband. There was a keyhole near where the waistband met the metal that ran up from her crotch and another keyhole near the top of a small grill that sat just where the rabbit's vagina would sit.
She slapped her skirt back down, and took a deep breath before letting it out with a shiver before bringing the zip back up and covering her breasts once more. "It comes off when we arrive at the island, and it can't come soon enough, and neither can I for that matter. Two full months of having to let guests have all the fun with no relief just because I had to miss going ashore last time."
Lyanna realized that Lily must be wearing a chastity belt. 'And she wants to put me in one of those? Oh ancestors I hope not' She mentally begged that she could get away without her vent being locked away from her. The plastic hood and yoke were as much as she thought she could take right now and then realized that she wouldn't be able to stop her if she did decide to put one on her.
Lily composed herself with several deep breaths and called over a female iguana and put an identical set of crotchless panties and clear hood on her, but refrained from the 'affection' she had shown Lyanna. The iguana was wearing some kind of leather mitts that forced her hands into balls and were secured to thigh cuffs around her legs by two small padlocks.
Finally Dusty came over and unleashed Lyanna and the iguana from the floor. With a final look over to Ren, who was now blindfolded and who's previous outfit had been replaced with Lyanna's own bra, stockings and thong she realized, the corset he had been wearing remained, courtesy of one of the raccoons, Lyanna was led out the door behind the bar and into the grand hall with the iguana and the hyena.
The lobby outside was starting to buzz with noise and furs walking around. She didn't have long to listen before she was quickly ushered over to a large fountain off to the side and slightly away from the end of the adjoining bar.
It ran along the wall and was set into the floor, looking rather decorative with soft colored lights shining from the bottom, and wouldn't have seemed too out of place at a park or a mall, except that there were furs bound to it. Two laying in the base of the fountain on raised supports so they were laying backwards at an angle, and two suspended above it where the water would pour from the wall and down fountain.
The two laying down had their collars secured to the rubber lined benches they were lying on and Lyanna couldn't see how their arms were secured, but she assumed they must be inside the benches. Their heads were out near the outside, facing up. On the left was a female mink Lyanna had seen in the lounge earlier, her blond hair floated gently in the water below her head. On the right was a male gator. Both had their mouths gaping open by some sort of gag and a support very near their faces for someone to kneel over them and have their legs secured.
Two male wolves were suspended from the ceiling were encased entirely in clear plastic and seemingly heat shrunk as well. At each crotch their penis' were trapped in clear sheaths as well with tubes dangling down and joined into a Y shape beneath them and forking again into 4 smaller tubes. Their legs and arms had been folded tightly in their restraints and they appeared to be resting on their elbows and knees in mid-air. She saw tubes running into both of their asses and mouths, connected at the top to a trough that ran along a balcony overlooking the left side of the hall and down onto the central area, with the trough apparently functioning as a urinal for the guests on the second level.
"Ok, you first" said Dusty to Lyanna. She balked, she thought she finally understood what Dusty had meant earlier by watersports and she wanted no part of it.
"oooh oooh" she tried to say no was able to twitch her head back and forth very slightly and pulled back on her leash.
Dusty grinned. "If I remember correctly you said you liked watersports." He loved the reluctant ones. He started to pull Lyanna toward the lip of the fountain by her leash.
Lyanna resisted a moment longer, trying to choke back a sob, then reluctantly stepped over the lip of the fountain and over the mouth of the mink.
'Oh ancestors, please, let this be a joke' she prayed as Dusty positioned her to sit down over the mink's face.
She settled her weight down on the rest over the mink's mouth and Dusty tightened and locked straps over Lyanna's thighs, bending them at the knee and cuffing her ankles along side the minks body. Positioned as she was her vent lay virtually inside the mink's open mouth and almost at once she felt a small tongue dart out and give her a lick. She wanted to look down, but her collar prevented it. Dusty finally secured her tail along side the bench as well.
The iguana was much more willing to take her position over top of the gator, climbing in nimbly and resting her crotch right into his mouth. She let out a garbled giggle followed by a moan as Lyanna supposed she was subjected to the same treatment by the gator's tongue that the mink had given her.
Reaching up he grabbed two of the smaller tubes leading from the overhead figures and rested one in either side of the back of the trough on both girls' hoods. Once the Dusty was satisfied with the setup he stood back to admire the fountain. Two pretty girls knelt submissively in the fountain, their transparent hoods making it appear like they couldn't wait to have someone come over and use them. The suspended forms over Lyanna had already been given a gallon of water each to drink just before they were tucked into the bitch suits and suspended.
Lyanna sat dejectedly and her felt her heart fall into her stomach once more as she remembered the instructions she gave to have Marissa brought to her. She was sure she would die from shame if her friend saw her like this.
"Good timing girls" said Dusty, looking up at some sudden motion from overhead. One of the wolves let out a muffled groan of relief and the tube leading from his crotch filled with yellow liquid. It ran down the tube, splitting at the Y and into the four smaller tubes. It suddenly reached the ends of the tubes connected to the girls' hoods and drained into the troughs.
Lyanna couldn't see the tubes behind her head once she had been turned around and secured in place, but she had seen Dusty and the hyena looking at something and watched their eyes tracing something slowly down towards her.
All of a sudden the salty liquid started to seep into her mouth through the holes along thes side of the gag and ran onto her tongue. She jerked violently, her eyes wide under the clear plastic as it filled her mouth. No matter how she turned her head the funnel routed it all into her mouth. Lyanna found she could still breath through her nose, even as the piss flowed higher, but she realized there was nowhere for it to go since she couldn't tilt her head far enough to pour it out of the gag. And she found it was far harder to inhale than to exhale, a small valve prevented anything except very slow breaths.
She had no choice but to start swallowing.
As the first mouthful of hot piss ran down her throat, the accursed mink at her crotch started to lick in earnest. Lyanna realized she must have a great view of the tube emptying into her mouth and her swallowing it down.
'That can't possibly have her excited can it?' she thought desperately and disgustedly as the wolf finally finished.
Her tongue was awash in the salty taste and her mouth slowly drained as she swallowed but she came to another horrible realization. With her tongue trapped in the bottom of the gag, she had no way of getting the last bit of urine out of her mouth without being able to tilt her head back. She was going to have to taste this all night long.
Lyanna felt so humiliated and didn't notice the doors opening the rest of the guests starting to stream in.