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Felt good to get away from everything. Ruthis arched her back in the water and let a sigh bubble out. The shark kicked, sending herself a little deeper. Maw gaped slightly as she took a breath, water flowing across her gills. She closed her eyes and stretched out slowly. Felt so good to just drift through the water. Letting it caress and hold her body within its grasp.

It wasn't warm and soft, but it was supportive. She loved to be out in the ocean at every opportunity she could. Quiet and calm, especially in her private little cove. Could, and often did, just float for hours on end. It was very meditative and let her just disconnect from everything as the stress just melted away. Made breathing exercises easy too. Just float a bit and when she needed to, just kick and tada. Didn't know what she would've done if she wasn't as comfortable below water as above it.

Cracking her eyes open, she just gazed out into the water. Watching how sunlight danced and shifted across everything in hypnotic patterns.

After everything that happened this week, she needed this. It was one of those where everything just seemed to happen all at once. Something broke. Another thing went wrong. Work was busting her ass. Mood just tanked repeatedly. To top it off there were all the people that just oogled.

Traces of a frown curled at her lips. Head rolling to look down her own body. As usual, she was in one of her favorite swim suits. Couldn't see much of her body over her breasts though. The mammoth mammeries forcing her to swim upside down, those emergency flotation devices trying to force her towards the surface. Fabric stretching as it tried to contain the natural wonders if the sea. A kick sent her deeper, trying to offset the natural float. She'd tried a weight belt, but it'd ended up just holding her upright, and don't get her started on weighted vests. "But they're your best feature," people had told her. Could you believe that? No one that lived with large breasts would have ever uttered such a sentence. If it wasn't trying to find a F-cup breast, it was having every neanderthal staring at her.

No, better to stick to her true love. She let another sigh bubble out as she kicked and dove that much deeper. Spinning slowly in the water and letting it wash through her hair. Ear fins pinning back slightly as she hit a bit of an undertow. Body going slack as she let it carry her, spiraling and twirling, deeper into the ocean. Didn't matter how far out it hauled her, she'd find her way back to the shore. She always did.

She never had another choice.

Head shook slowly. No more negative thoughts, she reminded herself. You came out here to relax and relax is just what you're going to do. Although the only way she could get more relaxed right not was to take her suit off. A blush spread across her muzzle and gills at that. Did feel wonderful to just have the sea rub every last inch of her directly. Used to, she'd have done it without a thought. Just either go back to the beach and strip, or simply shed her swimsuit here and now. Now though? She wouldn't dare. Not after the patrol boat incident.

A sigh bubbled free. T'were it so simple then everything would be grand. Didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the water, constrained by clothing though she might be.

Her eyes closed again as she spun free of the riptide. Just letting herself drift there. Hanging in the void created by the water. Near total sensory deprivation. Scary at first, but once you get used to it, became almost too hard to stay awake at times. Ear fin twitched at the sounds around her. Steady, low thrumming and muted beats as the sea washed over and around countless things. The sound of her own heartbeat filling her senses more than anything else.

So there she hung. Arms and legs limp, back arched as the water held her as no person could. How did that song go? But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea. Sounded about right. This was how she felt in this exact moment. No one could match it.

Damn. Song was stuck in her head now.

Let it stay, wasn't a bad song. Humming with the tune, she just lay there. Kicking just enough to send water through her gills. Felt so good out here. Could stay in all night long. Wouldn't be the first time and certainly wouldn't be the last either.

Ruthis' ear fin twitched as a low humming grew louder and louder. Drowning out even the song in her head. The slightest frown creased her features as she kicked to get away from it.

Not fast enough though. The noise reached a crescendo an instant before something bumped into her. Sending the shark spinning against something smooth. Eyes snapped open as she was sent spinning. Quick flick of arms and legs stopping it and sending it to the surface with a cry of, "What the actual fuck?!" Sputtering a curse, she spun around until she could stare daggers at the offending party.

"Oh I'm so sorry!" the vixen killed the jetski's engine and twisted on the seat. "I didn't even see you there!" Ears pinned back slightly, "I didn't think anyone would be out this far. Just got this beast and lost track of time. You know how it is with a new toy. Once you get out and start having fun just woosh, loose all track of everything else." She laughed nervously, "You're okay aren't you? Please tell me you're not hurt."

Ruthis had slipped back down into the water, just the top of her head poking out as she fumed. Or at least she tried to, was hard when each wave threatened to set the twins loose. "It's fine, I'm fine," came the annoyed bubble. Only took a second to spot the shore in the fading light. "Should probably go back to the marina though, it's getting late and they close up early." Diving just under the surface, she let her ear fins pin back with annoyance as she took off. What a way to end an otherwise great swim. Being hit by some jackape playing around with their new toy. Ruthis poured every negative thing into her swim, doing her best to set a new record while she was at it.

It took no time at all before her feet were touching sand and the shark was pulling herself up. Water running off her hide as she stood up. Hands running through her hair to squeeze out the excess. She'd have to shower still, but best to get out as much as possible.

"Wow, trying to go for the gold there?" She froze and turned slowly. That vixen was grinning at her, sitting there on top of her shark-thumper jetski. Grinning wider, she leaned forward and let her tail sway behind her slowly. "Are you sure you're okay?" She asked as she hopped off the jetski and hurried over as quick as she could. Reaching out to rub her hands over Ruthis' head, she angled her head one way then the other. "Hold on, open your eyes. Uh huh..."

She blinked slowly, growl rolling into a soft chuff. "What are you, some sort of doctor or something like that?" The hands held her head still so the fox could look at her.

The vixen flashed a grin, "Not really, but I've seen it done on TV a few times. That's gotta count for something doesn't it?" Leaning in, she bumped her nose off the shark's, "Doesn't look like I knocked anything loose though. I just want to say that I'm really, really sorry about what happened." That smile only widened, doing its best to be infectious, "How about we start up fresh? Hi, I'm Ashiru." She shoved a hand out.

Taking the hand, she shook it slowly, "Ruthis, and it's okay." There was something about the vixen's demeanor that tried to put her at ease, but only made her wary. "And it's okay," she rubbed the back of her head, "Tougher than I look." Pulling at her hand, she hesitated a moment when the fox held for a second before releasing. "Well, I'll just be going then. Gotta shower before bed. I've got work early in the morning and you know how it is."

A laugh followed her, "Oh I know how it is. Also know that you need to find some way to unwind." The soft, wet sand muffled the steps as the vixen moved up behind her. Ruthis jumped as arms snapped around her, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her breasts.

Cheeks flushed red-hot as the vixen pressed against her back. The female's own rather large breasts mashing against her spine. "Wow, these are pretty big." Ruthis snarled and tried to pull away, but a hand closed around her wrist. "Ah don't be like that," came the playful chide, "I just want to make up for hitting you with the jetski."

The groping hand swept to grope the breast. It ran a quick lap around her breast before circling to pinch at her nipple. Any protest Ruthis might have had was cut off in a gasp as the fingers found her teat. Pinching and rolling it between thumb and forefinger. Jaws snapped shut as the shark shook slightly. It felt good, she knew that though. Wasn't a time she didn't play with herself that she wasn't toying with her own breasts. This was vastly different though. Having a complete stranger hit her with a jetski then immediately follow it with assault? She couldn't begin to find the words as the vixen kept working.

A quick dip stretched the suit enough for her hand to slip inside. Ashiru breathing out a playful chirr as her deft fingers found the breast. "Very soft." She huffed, rocking against Ruthis' back. "Wouldn't think that a shark would be this soft, but here we are." Tongue ran over the side of her neck slowly, "Do you promise to behave if I let go of your arm?"

Her cheeks flushed hotter as the fingers ran circles around her teat. Nails digging in a little as she pinched again, "H-hey!" she blurted out and tried to pull away. "How about you go fuck yourself, psycho?!"

She wrenched against the grip, jerking her hand free. Twisting, she tried to slam the vixen so she could get free. A grunt came from behind as she dug her elbow into some ribs. Feet dug into the soft sand and she bolted away from Ashiru. Not caring that her suit half-ripped as she broke free. Breast bouncing free into the evening air. Sand fighting every step as she tried to run.

Ruthis made it a couple steps before something slammed into the small of her back. Every ounce of air being driven from the shark, eyes widening. Ashiru let out a low growl, wrapping her arms around the shark's middle. She'd speared the other female and held on tight, shoulder digging into the small of her back.

Gasping for air, the shark squirmed under the vixen, trying to shake the female off. Ashiru sighed as she sat up, "Be so much easier if you didn't fight." The shark snarled something, or at least tried to, but it was hard to talk with the breath knocked out of you. Instead, she decided to try and kick at the vixen. Ashiru twisted as the leg swept at her. Planting her knees into the sand, she squeezed one of the shark's toned thighs with her own. Shoving forward, she mashed her groin against the shark's with a quiet growl. "Could make you feel really good, but nooooo." Reaching down, she grabbed one end of the rope loosely looped around her waist. "Just have to make things difficult don'tcha?" A tug undid the knot, rope loops going loose and falling free. "That's okay though." She grinned as she grabbed Ruthis' wrist and pulled it back. Leaning down, she ran her tongue over the female's cheek. "I like difficult."

Her heart was hammering as the vixen's legs locked around hers. She tried to fight the pull of the arm, thrashing back with her free hand in a panic. It seemed that was what the female was waiting for. Quickly catching the flailing arm and twisting it around. Rope lashed against her shoulder and the back of her head, making her hiss as the fibers scraped over bare skin. Ashiru worked quickly, binding her forearms together and tying it up with a neat, tight knot.

"Time!" she laughed as she threw her hands up with a woo. "And we have a new world record for shark wrangling!" Pulling at the rope, she grinned as Ruthis let out a grunt and was lifted from the sand. "See what happens when you make things difficult?" Tongue ran over her lips with a quiet murr.

Hips rocked forward to rub against the shark. With only the thin fabric of the swimwear in between them it was impossible not to feel the warmth of the vixen's privates as they were pressed to hers. "Just love it when people are difficult, especially cute ones like you." Hooking a leg under Ruthis' she leaned forward and began to rolled her hips. Just little pushes at first, but picking up the pace with quiet huffs.

Ruthis ground her teeth and whined, feeling her body responding to the vixen's motions rather she wanted it or not. Smooth fabric shifting across her hide and drawing a quiet huff from her. Normally it wasn't nearly enough to get her going, but the fox's sensual grinds were starting to get her riled. Low huffs starting to roll up her throat as she arched and squirmed, pulling at the ropes to try and get away from the vixen. If she could just get her feet under her, she could...

"Could just get away?" Ashiru nearly purred into her ear as she leaned forward. Tongue playing over one of the ear fins. Laying down, the vixen let out a breathy pant, "It's what you were just thinking isn't it?" Lips brushed her cheek, "Don't worry, everyone thinks about it." Sliding her hand up, the fox grabbed one of her breasts, Ruthis biting her lip to keep quiet as the fingers dug into her flesh again. Rubbing the breasts and breathing out a quiet moan of her own. "Oh these are so soft. My employer is going to love them..." She smiled and licked over the neck, "Once they get a hold of you that is."

Pressing a claw to the shark's breast, she let it trace over the flesh slowly. Watching how the soft, supply skin dimpled under the pressure. "Might just keep you to myself for a couple days," she laughed. "I know, I know. Not very professional, but one has to indulge ones baser desires now and then doesn't oneself? Otherwise it just becomes a normal job."

Ruthis ground her teeth and huffed as the vixen's claws found her nipple. The pinches sending a jolt through her. Body jerking under the female. Hot breath puffed against her neck as the female groaned quietly. Thighs squeezing hers as that warm, wet pussy ground against her through her top. "Yo-your employer?" she huffed, trying to get the fox to talk as she squirmed. Pussy pressed to pussy as the vixen pressed to her with a moan, forcing her leg up higher. "W-why wou-would anyone want me?" She tried to focus even as the female kept grinding in the forced scissoring.

Ashiru sighed and lay down fully, "Just gonna keep asking questions aren't you?" She shook her head and sat up, "Always kills the mood when they just start asking question after question." The vixen stood up and stretched out. "Now, behave and I might answer something. First, hup!" Leaning down, she grabbed Ruthis under the arms and lifted. Dropping the shark onto her rump with legs splayed out before her. "Stay."

Twisting around, she tried to watch as the fox ambled back to her jetski. When they'd bumped into each other earlier, she'd been too annoyed and a little dazed to get a good look. The jetski was larger, one of those models made to hold a few people. She didn't know a lot about them, but she knew it was a good brand. One of the ones known for being fast and powerful. Ears lifted slowly as the fox opened a dry bag and began to dig around. Out came more rope as well as a few other things that made her start to worry. She had to get away, if she could just get up...

While the fox had sat her up, she'd put the shark in a kind of tripod pose. Legs sprayed out before her with her tail propping her up. With her arms bound behind her all she could do was wiggle around before toppling over. It was something at least. She squirmed and rolled onto her front, getting her knees up under her as she tried to get herself upright.

A sigh heaved her way, "I told you to stay, didn't I?" Ashiru brought her hand down on the shark's lifted rump with a hard crack. Ruthis jumping with a yelp and going face down in the sand again. The fox tsking at the shark before hauling her back up. "Just going to have to tie you up even more, naughty thing." A grin spread over her muzzle as she wrapped her arms around the shark's chest. A jerk ripped the swimsuit further, both breasts freed to the air now. Low churr coming up the vixen's throat as she grabbed a breast in each hand. "Pity, would've had you howling with pleasure before hauling you off."

Nails dug into her nipples, pinching each one and twisting. The shark jumping with a gasp. She couldn't do much more than squirm within the vixen's grasp. "Haul me where?"

"Nah uh, you lost your answer privileges young lady." Rope was tossed around her, Ruthis watching as the vixen began to wind the cordage around. Rather than just bind her arms up, this time the female was wrapping her chest. The lines wrapping around her breasts and up towards her neck. Lifting her breasts and making her back arch as the lines were wound and twisted and pulled. Making her gasp and arch involuntarily. Ashiru smirked and dropped the lines.

Twisting them before looping over and under the shark's tail. Shoving the female forward, she grabbed one leg, twining the rope around thigh and calf at the same time. "He-hey!" Ruthis called out as her leg was bound. "Stop it!"

"Or what?" Ashiru growled lightly, "Gonna keep complaining at me?" She caught the leg as Ruthis kicked at her again. Ropes making quick work of binding the shark up. "Should've saved the Time thing for this." She sighed, "Not that I thought you'd be that difficult to work with, eh?" Grinning, she slapped the shark's ass again. "Did need to practice my shibari though, knots are a bit sloppy." Feeding a line out, she began to dig her heels into the sand, "Just be glad you didn't make it to the rocks or this would be a real pain in the front side. What's your safe word by the way?"

Ruthis grunted as she was pulled, bound and bared breasts digging into the sand. It was wet and heavy, dragging against her flesh in the oddest way. "Do you care?" she huffed, cheeks flushing.

Ashiru grinned, "Nope." Teeth ground as the sand dragged across nipples and breasts. The vixen grunting and growling as she hauled her catch back to the jetski. "You're heavier than you look," she huffed as she finally managed to get the shark alongside the jetski.

Both began to grunt as the vixen lifted, pulled, and pushed the shark up onto the jetski. "Could untie me and I'd step up," Ruthis grumbled as her chin bounced off the seat.

Twin cracks sounded as Ashiru planted both hands on the shark's rear and pushed. "Nope," she groaned, "You've lost all your trust privileges too. Well..." she stopped for a moment and thought about it. "While I don't trust you, I've certainly enjoyed trussing you." Eyes rolled with a groan as the vixen pushed her up onto the seat. Stopping for a moment to admire her handiwork before frowning. "Won't do, be hard to get behind you then."

Ears perked as she thought for a moment before snapping her finger, "Got just the thing." Hopping up behind her prize, Ashiru pushed the shark higher onto the vehicle. Ruthis growled and tried to bite at her captor, but was rewarded with a smack to the muzzle for her efforts. "No biting, not into that."

Heaving the shark up a bit, she ended up almost draping Ruthis across the handlebars. Breasts, already lifted and pressed by the rope bindings, were pushed even higher as her weight settled down. Cheeks flushed as the vixen hopped up behind her. Body pressing to her back as she leaned over to grab the bars and test. Wiggling it back and forth, making her breasts bounce and the female huff. "There we go, much better." She could hear the grin in the fox's voice. "Even got a pair of headlights now." Her fingers found the perked nipples again pinching and tugging. "They've got high beams too!"

She hopped off the jetski and pushed it back into the water. Ruthis huffed and turned her head, not wanting to look at the fox or acknowledge her presence as she was kidnapped. Ear fins fell back against her hair as the vixen took her place again. Straddling her tail and grinding that swollen camel toe against it as she leaned over with a playful churr. "Don't want to look at me? That's okay." Laughing, she started the engine an took them in a tight turn.

And that's how they rode for several minutes. With Ashiru pressed tight to her back. Panting into her ear as she rubbed her body on the shark's. Grinding breasts into the shark's back and arms. Even going so far as to press one against Ruthis' open hand. Frowning, she tried to squeeze on the breasts. Sadly, she could only get a bit of a squeeze going, "Oh baby," came the moan, "That feels good doesn't it?" Freeing a hand, Ashiru mirrored the grab. Fingers sinking into the breast as she moaned. "Let me return the favor," she giggled, panting as hips ground faster against her backside.

Ruthis released her grip quickly and turned her head with a huff. Nose bumped against her cheek, "Aw, you don't want to play anymore? That's no fun." The vixen leaned back with a smirk. "Don't worry though, can make sure we both have fun though."

Letting go of the handles, she coasted to a stop. Jetski bobbing as she fished around in her bag again, "I know I've got it somewhere.. ah ha!" Since she refused to look at her captor, she didn't notice the fox pulling out a vibrating egg At least not until her swimsuit was pulled aside and the humming toy rubbed against her pussy lips. The shark gasped and jumped, trying to get away. It only let the vixen press it against her pussy lips. Snapping the suit back into place to trap it there as it hummed away. Ashiru ran her tongue over the shark's neck with a quiet moan, "Don't worry, I've got one too." She arched with a moan, pushing the toy into her pussy. Shifting as it hummed away merrily. Both remotes finding their way into the back of Ruthis' suit where Ashiru could get to them quickly. "Of course mine's gonna get me off faster." She laughed, the sound dropping to a throaty moan as she turned up the speed.

Cheeks were flushing as Ruthis squirmed. Unable to get away from the low, pulsing hum of the toy. "H-hey," she gasped, "Not going to leave me like this are you?" Engine revved as the fox twisted the throttle. Her position only making matters worse as the engine's vibrations shook right up through the seat and between her bound thighs. Making the slow pulsing egg grind against her, trapped in place by the elastic fabric of her swimsuit.

"Only for a few hours," came the moan as the fox arched. Laying on her prize's back. She kept one hand on the bars, lazily swaying the jetski back and forth. Each sway making the pair of them rock and forcing the shark to rock against toy and handlebars, breasts and pussy already aching. "Gotta get you to my employer a... a... Ahh!" Ashiru yowled into the darkening sea as the toy set her off. Body grinding against the shark as she twisted the throttle hard. Forcing the shark back into her lap, breasts forced higher. The pair speeding off into the dark.