Hallmark: May Day

I lied, we’re not doing any of those things! The whole point (that I admittedly got away from) was that this was going to be holiday-themed smut. May Day was last week, and that’s a great holiday to write smut about! There’s a phallic symbol, ribbons/ropes for bondage, and some fertility going on. So, here we go, the gang celebrates May Day!
~Richard


Chelsea wriggled her ankles and wrists, making sure the bonds were nice and tight. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” she said. 

Mark grinned and slapped Arnold on the back, “It was all Arnie’s idea. Really, I think it’s rather devious,” he wiped a fake tear from his eye. “He’s growing up so fast.”

“But this is the boring kind of bondage! The kind where you spend all this time tying me up and stuff just so I’m inaccessible! It’s like… I dunno, backward Christmas or something. Imagine if you came down on Christmas morning and had a bunch of presents under the tree, and instead of opening them, you had to wrap them up and not touch them all day.”

Hannah giggled, “Sounds to me like the present is the one complaining here. The rest of us are unwrapped and going to have lots of fun.

Chelsea pouted and rolled her eyes. “This is clearly more your kind of thing. Why aren’t you the one up here?”

“Because Arnie wanted it to be you, and Daddy likes it when you get all frustrated and squirmy.”

“We have to do what Arnold wants sometimes. It’s not fair that he’s always the one getting caged and cucked and teased…” said Mark.

“I do regret it a little bit,” Arnold said, walking over to her. “You look amazing in that outfit.” He traced a hand over the fabric vine running across Chelsea’s breast, barely covering her nipples. He’d found it online as a fae queen outfit, the sort of thing that covered only a few bits to make the rest seem even more enticing. The rest were simply naked, save for flower crowns that Hannah had made.

“If you want to punish him later, he did keep part of it from you,” Mark said, holding up a whip with a green tail and a red rose-shaped pommel.

“Using that on your ass might make it worth it,” Chelsea said, giving Arnold a glare. He gulped but couldn’t help from grinning as his cock twitched a little. “Now that I get a present when you three are done, I think we should get started.”

They laughed and picked up the ribbons, running from the top of the pole. They slowly circled around her, the ribbon wrapping around the pole until Arnold’s strand crossed over her forehead. They made it another revolution, Hannah’s covering one of her eyes, before Mark’s wrapped over her mouth. 

“Breathing okay?” he asked.

She grunted in the affirmative and nodded her head as best she could. On the next pass, he put a small bell in her hands, something she could drop if she needed out.

She let out a soft moan as Hannah’s next pass slid over her neck, providing just the right amount of light pressure to make her rub her thighs together. Hannah giggled as she made another loop around, her ribbon falling between Chelsea’s breasts, making both of them stand out all the more.

A few more wraps brought Mark between her legs. He came in close, kissing up the side of her neck while he lifted her thigh slightly with one hand, feeling the wetness there.

“And you said you didn’t like this kind of bondage,” he said, slipping his ribbon under her leg and pulling it up a little. The red fabric lifted up the already short skirt of her dress, revealing her pale skin underneath, before pulling taut against her pussy lips, drawing a whine from her.

“There we go, just grind on that if you get too frustrated.”

“Canf I cumfff?” Chelsea asked, muffled but not totally by the ribbon.

“What do you two think?”

Hannah giggled and shook her head.

Arnold looked into her eyes, almost withering under her gaze, his cheeks blazing red. But he shook his head.

“Oooh, he really is getting into it. Maybe you’ll be in chastity next, birdie.”

Chelsea just growled.

A few more loops had her thoroughly locked in place, and Mark tied the lines together at the base of the pole.

“Alright, this is your scene, what’s next, A-Man?”


Hope you enjoyed! We’ll probably be here most of the month. I’m going to go play with Jayden after she posts this. I think she feels similarly about this kind of bondage to Chelsea, but I’m sure she’ll be nice and wet after she reads it.

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