Bound Under The Sea

A bondage/kidnapping commission! This one is a bit different because the commissioner wanted to make some edits to it.  I hope you enjoy!

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 Amel and Halia were sitting together on a fountain's wall edge, and little did they know, something amazing was going to happen for them tonight.
Amel was an anthro wolf merman, with his fur color being brown. He was taller than Halia, had blue eyes, and had short hair. His fish tail was colored silver, and the ‘belt’ of the tail and the webbing in his fins was a dark blue.
Halia was an anthro golden labrador mermaid. She had hazel green eyes, and had long black hair. Halia’s breast size was, also, C cup, and she had a seashell bra with seaweed straps and faded white colored shells. Her fish tail was colored a lighter blue, and the ‘belt’ of her tail and the webbing in her fins was a dark purple.
The merman and mermaid were sitting in their desert city of Arrafuin, relaxing at a
fountain that connected to the river that ran to the sea. Halia hugged onto her
husband’s left arm, snuggling him close in a hug, and Amel hugged her back. Their fins
rested peacefully upon the sandy ground, and all was well with the world.
“So,” Halia said, running a finger down her wolf merman husband’s bare chest, “there’s a special occasion coming up.”
Amel smiled. “Oh, is there?” he teased, bringing in the golden labrador mermaid for a kiss.
“Can’t say I know what you’re talking about~.”
Halia laughed. “You’re so silly.” She hugged him close, her shell bra pressing
against his chest. Amel was tempted to tug that seaweed-strap bra right off of her,
but he had to be patient. In time, he’d get his chance.
The merman grinned. He had something planned for both of them. However, he merely
said towards Halia, “I love you.”
“Oh Amel!” Halia brought her other arm around him and squeezed him in a hug. “I love
you too.”
The merman opened his mouth to speak again, but a loud neigh made him stop. He
and Halia turned, and saw a puzzling sight.
A horse and cart were making their way down a small sandy road/path, carrying a singular passenger.
While it was hard to see the horse and cart from the mer-couple’s viewing point from where they were sitting on the fountain’s wall edge, what was abundantly clear was that the cart was doing as well as expected for a wheeled vehicle on sand: it bumped and shook this way and that as it went, always unsteady on the shifting ground. The driver seemed unphased, and simply continued onward. The horse, for it’s part, was taking the ride quite well, and did not stop on its journey.
When the cart reached the mer-couple, the driver said, “Whoa, boy!” and the horse
stopped. The driver stepped off the cart, and for the first time, Amel got a good look at
her:
It was a badger woman, a quite tall one at that—she was almost six feet tall, almost
Amel’s height. She word a dark green long-sleeved shirt, a gold necklace hanging over
it, and dark maroon harem pants. Her feet were covered with slippers that were curled
at the toes, and her arms carried gold and silver bangles and bands. Her face was
adorned with long, dirty blonde hair, which curled and waved around her head, touching
on her silver earrings. Lastly, Amel couldn’t help but notice that the badger was quite
well-endowed, and that her shirt was doing a nice job of showing off how large her breasts were.
“Can we help you?” asked Halia to the badger. The mermaid looked very confused.
“You can!” the badger said cheerfully. She smiled. “My name is Filda. I just wanted to
thank your husband for helping me.”
“Helping you?” asked Halia.
“Yes.” Filda nodded. “Amel here was very handy in retrieving some buried treasure
from the sea a few weeks back. And I decided to pay him back by—oh, I don’t want to
spoil the surprise! Now, let me start. . .”
Halia opened her mouth to ask another question, but at that moment, Filda’s hands
began to glow. The mermaid had just enough time to realize that the badger was a
magic user, but before she could react to this information, two beams shot out of Filda’s
fingers and hit the couple. A second later, the mermaid and merman were both fast
asleep.
“Alright!” Filda clapped her hands cheerfully. “Time to get to work!” She patted her
horse on the thigh. “Good thing you’re trained to lift heavy things, old boy. I’m not sure
how much these two are going to weigh.”

The badger walked over to the couple. She put one hand on Halia’s tail, and one on her
back. Then she heaved and lifted the mermaid up to her chest, straining to carry the
heavy body. Stumbling back to the cart, Filda managed to gently lower the mermaid
into the back of the cart, placing her on some pillows she had pre-prepared.
Lifting Amel was a bit harder. The merman was heavier than the mermaid, so Filda took
it one step at a time, heave-hoing to get the man off the ground, and then lugging him
back to the cart bit by bit. Turning to the horse, the badger panted, “I don’t suppose you
can help out, can you buddy?” The horse simply neighed in response. “Guess not.” The badger said.
Step by step, she made her way to the back of the cart, until finally she reached it.
Panting, Filda lowered Amel next to his wife, and took a moment to catch her breath.
Then she walked to the front of the cart, and stirred her horse onward. Now, they just
had to wait until nighttime.
Then, the real work could begin. . .
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In the middle of the night, a single horse and cart departed from Arrafuin and made its
way to the edge of a cliff that overlooked the sea. This time, a trunk was loaded onto the cart, behind the sleeping mermaid and merman. Filda didn’t stop riding until she reached the edge of
the cliff. Then she got off the cart, and walked to the back. For a moment the magic badger stared at the trunk; then, she opened it, revealing her tools. It was time to get started!
Filda first brought out the gags and wrapped them around Amel and Halia’s mouths,
one by one, making sure the white cloth material was tight enough to block coherent speech
when the two woke up. Then she removed the metal wrist restraints, and chained the mermaid and merman’s wrists behind their backs. She double checked the chains and metal wrist restraints, making sure that they were secure on both merman and mermaid’s wrists. Finally, it was time for the finishing touch.
Filda opened her trunk and pulled out a heavy iron ball. Not only that, but she also pulled out three chains. After plopping the iron ball on the ground, she brought the chains over to Amel and Halia’s sleeping bodies. After clasping the first chain around Amel’s tail, the badger gave it a little tug to test its hold, and to her relief, it held. The merman’s tail remained restrained!
Then she did the same with Halia’s tail. With the final, larger chain, Filda chained the two
merpeople together by their stomachs. The chain that went around the merpeople’s stomachs would be long enough to where they could move around, or float next to each other.
Finally, the badger walked up to Amel and Halia and whispered an enchantment, one
that would come into effect much later. The merpeople would know when it was
happening, for sure.
Now it was all complete, and Filda was done.
Filda looked at the big iron ball, then at the edge of the cliff. She considered kicking it,
but didn’t want to accidentally break her toes. So instead, the badger carefully lifted the
ball into the air with her magic, pulling it toward the cliffside. As she did so, the merpeople were pulled off of the cart by Filda’s magic too, and landed gently onto the ground.
Filda reached the edge of the cliff, and with a heave-ho, used her magic to throw the iron ball over the edge. It sailed towards the water below, and the merpeople followed, asleep and oblivious to the situation.
The badger took a deep breath. “Well, I shall retrieve you two in the morning,” she said,
waving towards the part of the cliff where she used her magic to cast the merpeople over the cliff and into the ocean water below. Then she boarded her cart, and after hitting the reins, her horse began walking back to the city.
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Halia groaned and slowly opened her eyes, her vision blurred. What happened? She
had been talking to the badger lady, and . . . and . . . she couldn’t remember. She
opened her mouth to talk to Amel, but was surprised to find her mouth wasn’t opening
properly. And there was something tight clasped around her tail. . .

Now the mermaid was fully awake, and her eyes were completely opened. She was
falling! “Amel!” she shouted—or tried to shout. To her surprise, there was a gag around
her mouth, keeping her from speaking clearly, and her words came out as a muffled,
“Ammmph!” As they fell, her seashell bra fell off of her chest, leaving her fully exposed.
Above her, Amel was stirring. He could feel wind whipping past him, and that made him
open his eyes. Shockingly, he found that he was falling down! “What happened?!” he
asked, but the words came out as, “Mmph mm-mmed?!” thanks to the gag. He
struggled to free his hands, but they were sealed tight behind him, the binds refusing to
give. Looking down, he saw Halia the same moment she looked up at him, and both
registered the fear in each other’s eyes.
A loud /splash/ echoed as the two hit the ocean water’s surface. When they started to sink, both
merpeople instinctively moved to swim toward the surface—they were creatures of the
sea, after all. But that’s when they felt the chain around their tails, the clasp that
refused to let them do what they were made to do. The couple turned around and saw
the large iron ball, just as it began to force them downwards into the ocean depths.
Both merpeople struggled like their lives depended on it. Amel fought to break his
wrists free, Halia struggled to get her tail out, and both screamed through their gags, trying to scream or speak, but to no avail. “Mmm!” Halia called to her husband, who turned to her. She started to swim upwards, and he got the idea, swimming with her, hoping their combined force would be enough to get them out of here. But the iron ball was too heavy, and wasn’t even phased by their opposite force. It only continued pulling them down deeper into the sea.
Amel and Halia continued to fight and struggle against their bonds, but nothing they did
had any effect. And so they kept sinking, until finally, the iron ball hit the floor of the
ocean.
After the initial shock of the iron ball impacting the sandy ocean floor and sinking into the sand, Halia tried swimming forward, hoping to move the iron ball even a little bit. Amel followed her lead, but like before, it didn’t work in the slightest. Eventually the two were too tired to keep pushing. So instead, the two looked around, taking in their new surroundings.
Plant life lined the sea floor: seagrass, sponges, kelp, mangroves, seaweed,
phytoplankton, among many others. They waved pleasantly in the water, oblivious to
the terrifying situation of the two merpeople, who were both glancing around
desperately. In the distance, fish were swimming passively, avoiding the two merpeople
thanks to their frequent movements. Other than those things, there was nothing near
the merpeople that would help them escape.
Amel stopped searching for a way out, and looked up instead. “Mmph!” he
shouted. Halia followed his gaze, and her eyes widened at the sight.
Far above, further than seemed humanly possible, was the surface of the water, where
the moon shone down. Thanks to the moonlight, they could gauge the distance, which
was unfortunate considering just how far it is. They were far at the bottom of the sea,
probably away from civilization, with nobody to help them and no people in sight.
In short, they were completely trapped.
Halia could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Sure, she had fantasized about this
before—heck, she and Amel had even done some roleplay in the bedroom. But for it to
be really happening! She was simply, purely terrified.
Amel looked down at his shaking wife, and saw tears leaving her eyes, almost
indistinguishable from the water around them. “Mmmm, mmmmm,” he said through the
gag, trying to comfort her. Halia wished he could kiss her, tell her everything was going
to be alright. But he could not.
Halia looked down at the ocean floor, pondering what to do next. They probably had no
choice but to wait until whoever had kidnapped them came by with their demands—if
they came at all. What would they do until then? They’d be left floating here. Perhaps
they could try talking to each other, or see if they could escape, or . . .
. . . or she could try and get some work out of Amel’s cock. . .
Halia’s eyes widened. What was going on? For some reason, she was feeling /horny/
right now, of all things. Why was this happening? Nevermind that—she had to focus.
The mermaid shook her head and tried to concentrate on her mission. They had to get
out of here . . .
. . . but what was the rush? They could have some real fun down here, couldn’t they?
Fuck, did she want to have some fun. . .
She turned toward Amel, and saw that from the look on his face, her husband was
feeling the same way. His eyes were full of arousal, and he was shaking more in his
bonds now. Halia could tell he was desperate to put his hands on her, to caress her
breasts and touch her vagina. She could help him with that, she realized. So, the
mermaid did.
She flipped her body over slightly and swam upward to press her breasts against Amel’s chest, rubbing her nipples against his. “Ammmm. . . Ammmm,” the merman said, aroused moans leaving his gagged mouth as Halia caressed him. She rubbed her boobs against his soft fur, letting him feel her the best she could, getting her husband more and more worked up. Below,
she could see his cock starting to perk up, and precum dripped off of it, running into the
water around them.
Halia was getting turned on too. She had always dreamed of situations like this,
kidnappings with her and her husband restrained, forced to make their own sexual fun
while they waited. And though she was scared before, all that fear was gone as arousal
took over her mind, washing away all other thoughts.
The mermaid stopped rubbing her breasts on Amel, and her husband let out a
disappointed, “Mmm. . .”
Halia smiled underneath the gag. “Mmm-hmmm~,” she pointed her chin at his erect
cock, wishing ever so much her mouth was free so she could suck it. But instead, she
turned over, wiggling her ass at her husband, then turning back to him. “Mmm?”
She couldn’t see the big smile that Amel did behind his big, but it was there. Oh, he understood alright.
Anal sex was going to be a bit challenging without the use of their hands, but the ocean floor beneath them should require adequate assistance. Excitedly, Halia swam to the bottom of the sea and laid there, waiting to be pounded.
And then, it began. She could hear Amel swimming down until he was hovering right
above her ass. Then, using the force of the water to help guide him, he began to
penetrate his wife.
Halia let out a gagged gasp as the tip of his cock pressed against the entrance of her
anus. Slowly, it began to go inside of her, and she did her best to help. The mermaid
opened her ass as wide as she could, concentrating so she could help Amel’s penis,
and give both of them satisfaction. Apparently it was going some good, because she
heard Amel let out a satisfied, “Mmmmm. . .” and he began to penetrate deeper inside
of her.
Once the head of his penis was inside of her, it was a smooth ride for the rest of Amel’s
cock. Halia let out pleasured, “Mmmm! Mmmm!” sounds as he went into her ass. He
took things slow, just how she liked it, and steadily descended inside her anus, bit by
bit, centimeter by centimeter.
Halia loved this part. Every moment left her feeling fuller and fuller than before, and
soon enough, she would be completely filled up by her husband’s cock. She found her
chained wrists wiggling in anticipation as Amel went deeper . . . deeper . . . deeper . . . !
Until he was there. She felt it as his cock entered her completely, coming fully inside
her anal hole, and the mermaid smiled underneath her gag. Fuck yes.
And then the gyrating began. Since he couldn’t use his hands, Amel began thrusting
forward with his hips, pounding her with admirable force. That forced was compounded
by the water above, and the weight of the iron ball that they were tied to, contributing to
Halia’s feeling of fullness, and the /amazing/ anal sex she was experiencing at that
moment. The mermaid’s cries became louder, and she let out muffled, “Ahhhh! Ahhh!”
cries as she was pounded.
Amel began crying out too. “Ohhh!” muffled moans escaped his lips as he fucked his wife. He
was unable to control himself as he pounded her and screamed. Their sex became
primal as his gyrating increased, rhythm abandoned for simple force, both husband and
wife screaming as they fucked.
Halia was being pushed over the edge with every thrust. This was a type of pleasure
she never knew existed—the fear of their situation was mixing with the fabulous sex,
and opening up new realms of pleasure within her. “Ohhh!” she muffle-screamed into her gag, as she felt herself ready to come.

Behind her, Amel was ready to cum too. He muffle-screamed into his gag, “Gmmmph!” Both husband and wife looked at each other, and as they met each other’s eyes, they knew what was
about to occur.
Smiling, both released at the same time. Halia came, and liquids gushed forth from her
vagina, mixing in with the water. Amel came inside of his wife, and semen squirted from
his dick and into her ass, completing that full feeling. Both of them panted as a beautiful
afterglow washed over them, and Amel slowly removed his penis from inside of her.
Halia turned to Amel with a smile. “Mmmm~,” she said, flirtily raising one eyebrow. She
swam up and snuggled next to him. “Mmm mmm.”
Amel smiled and snuggled back. “Mmmm.”
They remained there for a long moment. Then, Halia stifled a yawn from underneath
her gag, and realized she was feeling quite tired. Perhaps such amazing sex came with
a price. She pressed her cheek against Amel, then swam to the bottom of the ocean
floor, closing her eyes. “Mmmm nnnnn.”
A minute later, she was snoring. Above her, Amel smiled down at his wife, pleased she
had enjoyed herself so much. Then the merman followed her lead, closing his eyes.
Soon, he too was fast asleep.
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Filda starting riding down to the beach in the middle of the morning. It was around
10am when she got there, and the badger stared into the water, closing her eyes. After
a few minutes of intense magic use, she was able to sense where the mermaid and
merman were.
She got off of her cart and stood on the sand. The badger took a deep breath, then
raised her hands into the air, concentrating. “Come on,” she muttered, channeling her
magic between her fingers. “Come on!”
Filda squeezed her hands together, and then it happened: she teleported the mermaid
and merman onto the beach, popping them to the location with one moment. Opening
her eyes, she saw them as they appeared there, and smiled. Now the real work could begin.
She took a key from her pocket and walked over to them. Using the key, she released
them from their bonds, and lifted the large iron ball back into her chest. Then she gently
untied the gags. After placing those back into the chest, she pondered how to wake them up. She could use a spell, perhaps. Or. . .
Filda reached into the chest and got a bucket out of it. Then she walked over to the
sea, filling the bucket up. Hopefully this worked as well as people said it did.
The badger went to the merpeople, and splashed the water onto their faces. Both
immediately awakened from their slumber, and Halia instinctively swatted at her face,
thinking that some bugs had landed on it. “Ah, you’re awake!” Filda said cheerfully,
waving at them.
Halia turned to the badger. “/You/.” Her face filled with anger, and she pointed a
furious finger at Filda. “You have a lot of explaining to do, understand me?! Why on
earth—”
“Halia, wait!” Amel said, dragging his body to be inbetween the two ladies. “This wasn’t her doing.”
“And how do you know that?” Halia asked. It was then she noticed her seashell bra was gone,
and she instinctively covered her chest.
“Oh! Did you lose your shells? I may have something to replace it for now.” Filda said. As she walked over to the chest, Halia turned to her husband, giving him a confused and accusatory look.
“I asked her to do it,” Amel explained, a smile on his face.
“You. . . You /what/?!”
“I asked her to do that for us,” the merman repeated. He put his hands on his wife’s
shoulders. “I know how shy you are about your kinks. And you’ve always said that
you’re content with just roleplaying in the bedroom, but I know you. You’ve always
wanted more than that. So after helping Filda, I struck a deal with her to give you the best anniversary present you could hope for: a sudden kidnapping, bondage, and a lust spell so the two of us could have some fun in the ocean.”
He smiled, and gently kissed his wife on the cheek. “I hope you’re not too upset with
me. I thought you’d love it. What did you think?”
Halia pondered for a long moment. “Well, we did have an amazing time down there,”
she admitted. “And I loved every second of it. I wish you had told me before you’d
done this, but. . .” She smiled, and hugged him. Then she followed up the embrace
with a long kiss. When they released, she said, “I had a great time, sweetheart. Thank
you for the lovely anniversary gift.”
Amel smiled. “I’m so glad, my love.”
“Here!” Filda interrupted cheerfully, bringing a long piece of 10-inch high silver silk to Halia. The mermaid quickly put it around her upper body, tying the silk on her back like a makeshift bra. The badger said, “Now, let me check if I’m all packed. . .”
As she walked away, the husband and wife turned to each other. “Now what?” Amel
asked. “Shall we go home and relax together?”
Halia smiled. “You seem to be forgetting about /my/ anniversary gift, mister,” she
teased, running a finger down his chest. “Don’t think I’ve neglected /your/ kinks. . .”
Amel smiled. “Well well. Looks like we have quite the day ahead of us.”
“Alright, I’m all set!” Filda announced, walking up to the two. She smiled at Halia. “I do
hope you had a nice time.”
“I did.” The mermaid smiled. “Thank you for setting all this up. It was quite a surprise.”
“Good!” The badger grinned. “Now, let’s get you two back home. You can ride in my
cart. Let me get you inside!”
Filda used her magic to gently lift Halia and put her on the pillows on the back of the cart. Then she did the same thing with Amel. Finally, she went to the front and, with one whip of the reins, her horse was taking them home.
In the back, Halia and Amel exchanged a long, deep kiss. “Happy anniversary,
sweetheart,” Amel said.
Halia smiled. “Happy anniversary, dear.”
“And from what you said, it looks like we have quite the anniversary still ahead of us. . .”
The merman chuckled. “Can you at least give me a hint of what you have planned?”
“Did /you/ give me a hint of what /you/ had planned?” Halia teased.

Amel laughed. “Point taken. Taste of my own medicine, I suppose.
Filda smiled at the sound of the couple chatting. She was happy to have contributed to such a happy night.