Nicole sauntered across the park toward the issue. It had been a rattling day ; the sun was shining, the breeze Inner Light and refreshing, and the type of day she wished she could enjoy more often.

It started when she woke this morning and looked at her dismay clock, it wasn't waking her, it read 08:30, much later than the common 06:00 she'd see when it woke her up, and she smiled, the unadulterated way to set forth her a lot needed vacation.

Naked, she got out of her bed and walked to the bathroom, stopping to savour the persuasion in her fully distance mirror. Though liking what she saw, a bit of a face crossed her face as she stare at her 34B chest of drawers. She wondered how she would look with a 36B or a 34C flop and had considered getting an augmentation but was worried it would wait awkward in contrast to her 22"waist. She liked her rosehip, a nice 32 ”, not so enceinte as to bulge below her waist nor so small they didn't seem to exist. Besides, from behind, they were nicely accentuate but her firm footling ass. Her branch were well toned, not mesomorphic, but not close either, but never looked quite right unless, slipping on a twosome of 2"cad,"Perfect."She thought admiring the curvature of her thighs, calves and ankle joint. Satisfied she could still be found attractive, she continued on her way to the privy to ‘ freshen up ’.

She brought her bathrobe with her as she exit the bathroom, but after taking one to a greater extent admiring look into the mirror, she threw the robe on her bed and, still naked but for her shoes, went for breakfast. Over her toast and coffee, she relished in the fact that she was nude. She wished she could be this way more often, and was volition to be, but she had the idea that her spinner boss, not to mention all the prudes in her neck of the woods, would reject so, finishing her breakfast, she went to her closet and put on her lightest and skimpiest sundress.

Exiting the house, she bask in the warmth of the sun and walked along the sidewalk toward the park.

"You really should lock in your door, you know,"it was widow woman Smith, her neighbor,"aren't you worried about thief ?"

"No, Mrs. Adam Smith,"Nicole answered,"the neck of the woods watch is so good here, I'm indisputable all I have is safe."

"Suit yourself, Mrs. Smith chided,"but don't blame me if hoi polloi sneak in."

Nicole just smiled, said her good-bye and walked the four blocks to the metropolis park.

The park was huge, batch of playgrounds for nipper, naut mi of walking track, baseball game and soccer and cricket Fields, and, most importantly to Nicole, benches, terrace everywhere.

Nicole smiled and hummed as she traverse the park at a leisurely pace heading for her favorite bench. She was in no rush, she enjoyed the feeling of her mamilla being rubbed by the wearing apparel, she felt moments of hullabaloo as the breeze occasionally blew up her dress to kiss her unprotected genitals, and she enjoyed the heat of the sun slowly tanning her legs.

Reaching the bench she sought, she removed her clothes. She hated tan lines and, knowing this bench was far enough away from the walking itinerary and represent areas, here she could sun undisturbed. She lay face down on the work bench and started to giggle thinking that the sun was shining where the old saying said it don't. She loved the touch sensation of the sun on her back and ass, and even loved the feeling of the duck soup sliding up her peg and across her snatch more. Sharing these two sensations washing over her body, she reached down and started to fiddle with her clit, slowly pinching at first, than scraping across it with a fingernail, and finally long backbreaking separatrix with an index finger finger until fulfillment. She slowed the rubbing down, enjoying the terminal throb between her legs as she massage them away before turning over to tan her front.

Her drumhead snapped up suddenly checking her trunk, she had fallen asleep and didn't know for how farsighted. ‘ The last thing I need is to spend the next few twenty-four hours with sunburned titty, ‘ she thought, ‘ although it would be an excuse to stay naked, but the thought of my tits peeling, or my ... ?'Deciding not to take any more fortune of falling asleep, Nicole decided it was time to lead. She draped her dress over one berm, still enjoying the sun and zephyr on her defenseless organic structure, before heading back on a rarely, if ever, used by anyone but her route. She listened as she walked for any dissonance that would suggest one of the playing subject area was being used to settle when, or if, she should put her garb on, and hearing nothing, she threw the dress over the other shoulder and continued on her way.

Nearing the end of her leisurely defenseless pass, Nicole could see the parking lot just ahead, empty save for one van. She stopped just long enough to don her frock, then, after about another twenty paces she entered the parking lot.

Not seeing anyone in the van, she wondered how much longsighted she could take in remained nude when something caught her eye ; the swoop room access to the van was exposed. Looking around, she couldn't see anyone, raising her curiosity, so she went to the van to look inside, calling ‘ hello"every few step. Close decent to the van, Nicole put a hand on the fomite and started to lean forward to take a peek inside when some kind of textile was wrapped around her face. Before she could be active back, a pair of hands grabbed her by the human elbow pulling her arms behind her back and leaning her into the vehicle. Seconds after her human elbow were pinned ; a third pair of hands took her by the ankles and lifted her into the van, face down on the floor of the cargo area.

No sooner was she on the floor when the van slope door slammed shut. Her kidnaper worked as a team, the initiatory tying the cloth behind her head, the endorsement was tying her radiocarpal joint together above her fountainhead and affixing them to the back of the van, a tertiary tying one mortise joint to a fixture on the level of the van while a fourthly tied her early articulatio talocruralis to something high up ( the ceiling ? ) and Nicole started to struggle harder as she felt a helping hand started playing with her give away cunt.

Once she was firmly secured, Nicole felt her dress being raised until it passed by her workforce leaving her as exposed as possible. Helplessly bound and blindfolded, Nicole started to panic, trying to find a substance to escape, when a set of hands turned her head so she faced away from the floor. As one set of paw held her foreland still, a second set of hands rolled up the fabric covering her face to just below the nose.

Thinking this might be her only fortune, Nicole took a cryptical breath hoping her screams might cast someone's tending, but before she could emanate her supplication, her mouth was covered by flesh and she heard the parole ‘ lick ’. She kept her backtalk closed refusing to pleasure her antagonist, but when the exercising weight on her human face shifted and two sets of fingernails started to pierce her nipple, she concede to the commands. Just as Nicole's natural language started to caress the puss over her mouthpiece, she felt one leg slide behind her, one leg glide along her stomach and suddenly she was being scissored.

"I'm being raped by cleaning woman,"Nicole realized,"by four ( ? ) fair sex, or are there more than four ? Will I have to eat out all four, be fucked by all four ?"Her thought process were broken by the fingernails at her tit again and she realized in her panic she had stopped lacing, she began again, this time with earnest, hoping to end this as soon as possible. She hated being forced like this, not having control, at the whim of others, but this was her fate, and she had to bear it. She felt her rapists clit throbbing against hers and it almost caused her to orgasm as well, but she refused to give the bitch the satisfaction at felt vindicated knowing she denied her that expiation. No Sooner had the peg been removed from around her body then tresses of hair slid along the modest of her legs and a mouthpiece pressed against her pelvis.

The sassing was good, actual respectable. Within seconds Nicole stopped licking, she was panting to heavy to use her mouthpiece for anything else, she started to beat and groan as she fought the urge to release until her fruitless attempts to resist were broken by the unappeasable torments of the invading spit.

"Oh God yes."Nicole groan as the kitty-cat was raised from her mouth,"Yes, yes, oh fuck yes."She went silent as her physical structure attempted to wring within the confines of her cover, her musculus clutches, her knee bending together as a lot as possible ( which wasn't much ), her finger and toes clenched and her case bent toward her chest hitting the crotch hovering above her. Endless second base passed before the mouth released her crotch and her body fell limp, only to have her rima oris kissed by a pussy, and another clitoris rubbing hers as she heard the vehicle start. She felt the movement of being driven as she licked a pussy to orgasm, only to give birth it replaced by another, and another. She, herself, came several Thomas More times from the various clits rubbing hers by the time the vehicle and the sexual rape stopped.

She felt her book binding being released as a pair of custody took the coating from her eyes."well-chosen Birthday."the four women, all ally of hers, shouted.

"What the fuck ?"Nicole shouted.

"Well,"one of the women explained,"you are always telling us, especially when crapulence, that you sometimes fantasize about being raped, a fantasy most women have, so, for your birthday, we let you live your fantasies."

"Oh you bitches,"Nicole warned laughing,"when I get my hands on you ..."

"want us,"one of the other added,"come get us."grabbing Nicole's frock, jumping out of the van and running, with the other three women, into Nicole's house.

"Wait,"Nicole shouted after them,"Give me my ..."but the door to her house closed before she could finish."nookie"she shouted before poking her psyche out of the van and, after looking around to make sure no one was around, made a elan for her theater, covering what she could of herself with her workforce, gladiola she didn't take Mrs. Smith's suggestion about locking the door.

Entering the house, she quickly turned around, closed the door and locked it sighing with ease before an ear shocking ‘ SURPRISE'caused her to turn around to see about eight charwoman, her common pick-ups at the lesbian bar she frequently visited, standing in her aliveness room, all completely naked except for the strap-ons they were wearing.

"Happy birthday dear."said Mrs. Smith coming from behind the others.

"Mrs Smith ?"a ball over Nicole asked staring at Mrs. Ian Douglas Smith's strap on,"You're ..."

"No, Nicole, at least not yet"noticing how Nicole was looking at her strap on, Mrs. Smith explained,"Oh, this"she said stroking the plastic head teacher of the phallus,"a left wing over from married spirit, my late Jerry used to savour a trivial ... change, just to restrain things interesting. Never had a chance to use it with another woman though until now so, like all your friends here, I was hoping to throw sure you had one hell of a eff natal day party and put this baby to use. ”