Nicole sauntered across the green toward the exit. It had been a marvelous day ; the sun was shining, the picnic 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 alarum clock, it wasn't waking her, it read 08:30, much later than the usual 06:00 she'd see when it woke her up, and she smiled, the sodding way to start her much needed vacation.

Naked, she got out of her bed and walked to the can, stopping to enjoy the view in her full length mirror. Though liking what she saw, a bit of a face crossed her case as she stare at her 34B chest. She wondered how she would wait with a 36B or a 34C bust and had considered getting an augmentation but was worried it would look awkward in direct contrast to her 22"waist. She liked her pelvis, a squeamish 32 ”, not so large as to bulge below her waist nor so pocket-size they didn't seem to survive. Besides, from behind, they were nicely emphasize but her firm lilliputian ass. Her legs were well toned, not muscular, but not skinny either, but never looked quite right unless, slipping on a pair of 2"bounder,"Perfect."She thought admiring the curvature of her second joint, calf and mortise joint. Satisfied she could still be found attractive, she continued on her way to the lavatory to ‘ freshen up ’.

She brought her bathrobe with her as she exit the lav, but after taking one more admire look into the mirror, she threw the robe on her bed and, still naked but for her skid, went for breakfast. Over her toast and coffee tree, 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 approximation that her old maid boss, not to observe all the prude in her neighbourhood, would reject so, finishing her breakfast, she went to her closet and put on her low-cal and lean sundress.

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

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

"No, Mrs. Smith,"Nicole answered,"the neighborhood watch is so good here, I'm sure all I have is safe."

"cause yourself, Mrs. Smith chided,"but don't find fault me if the great unwashed sneak in."

Nicole just smiled, said her sayonara and walked the four blocks to the city park.

The park was huge, plenty of playground for children, miles of walking lead, baseball and soccer and cricket arena, and, most importantly to Nicole, workbench, benches everywhere.

Nicole smiled and hummed as she traverse the ballpark at a easy pace heading for her favorite bench. She was in no rush, she enjoyed the touch of her nipples being rubbed by the dress, she felt second of excitation as the duck soup occasionally blew up her dress to osculate her unprotected buck private, and she enjoyed the heat energy of the sun slowly tanning her legs.

Reaching the bench she sought, she removed her attire. She hated tan argumentation and, knowing this work bench was far enough away from the walking course and wager areas, here she could sunbathe undisturbed. She lay face down on the bench and started to giggle thinking that the sun was shining where the old saying said it don't. She loved the smell of the sun on her dorsum and ass, and even loved the feeling of the snap sliding up her legs and across her pussy more. Sharing these two maven washing over her soundbox, she reached down and started to diddle with her clit, slowly pinching at first, than scraping across it with a fingernail, and finally long difficult strokes with an index fingerbreadth until fulfilment. She slowed the rubbing down, enjoying the concluding throbbing between her legs as she massage them away before turning over to tan her front.

Her head snapped up suddenly checking her dead body, she had fallen asleep and didn't know for how long. ‘ The last thing I need is to pass the next few days with burn bosom, ‘ she thought, ‘ although it would be an excuse to stay naked, but the view of my tits peeling, or my ... ?'Deciding not to train any more prospect of falling asleep, Nicole decided it was time to leave. She draped her dress over one berm, still enjoying the sun and breeze on her naked organic structure, before heading back on a rarely, if ever, used by anyone but her route. She listened as she walked for any randomness that would signal one of the playing bailiwick was being used to decide when, or if, she should put her apparel on, and hearing naught, she threw the dress over the early shoulder and continued on her way.

Nearing the end of her easygoing naked walkway, Nicole could see the parking lot just ahead, evacuate save for one van. She stopped just long enough to don her wearing apparel, then, after about another twenty paces she entered the parking lot.

Not seeing anyone in the van, she wondered how much farsighted she could have remained nude when something caught her eye ; the glide door to the van was opened. Looking around, she couldn't see anyone, raising her curiosity, so she went to the van to look inside, calling ‘ howdy"every few whole tone. Close enough to the van, Nicole put a hand on the fomite and started to lean forward to hold a peep inside when some sort of cloth was wrapped around her side. Before she could move back, a pair of workforce grabbed her by the human elbow pulling her arms behind her back and leaning her into the vehicle. moment after her elbows were pinned ; a third pair of helping hand took her by the mortise joint 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 side threshold slammed shut. Her kidnappers worked as a team, the number one tying the cloth behind her head, the irregular was tying her articulatio radiocarpea together above her head and affixing them to the back of the van, a third tying one articulatio talocruralis to a fixture on the base of the van while a one-quarter tied her other ankle to something high ( the ceiling ? ) and Nicole started to struggle harder as she felt a hired man started playing with her exposed slit.

Once she was firmly secured, Nicole felt her clothes being raised until it passed by her hands leaving her as exposed as possible. Helplessly bound and blindfolded, Nicole started to panic, trying to get a substance to escape, when a set of hands turned her head teacher so she faced away from the base. As one set of script held her head still, a bit set of men rolled up the cloth covering her side to just below the nose.

thought this might be her only chance, Nicole took a deep breath hoping her screams might pass someone's care, but before she could expire her plea, her mouthpiece was covered by flesh and she heard the countersign ‘ slug ’. She kept her mouth closed refusing to pleasure her antagonist, but when the weight on her case shifted and two sets of fingernails started to pierce her boob, she concede to the statement. Just as Nicole's tongue started to fondle the twat over her mouth, she felt one leg slide behind her, one leg slideway along her stomach and suddenly she was being scissored.

"I'm being raped by cleaning lady,"Nicole realized,"by four ( ? ) cleaning lady, or are there more than four ? Will I have to eat out all four, be fucked by all four ?"Her sentiment were broken by the fingernails at her pap again and she realized in her panic she had stopped whacking, 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 caprice of others, but this was her fate, and she had to go for it. She felt her rapists clit throb against hers and it almost caused her to orgasm as well, but she refused to ease up the kick the satisfaction at felt vindicated knowing she denied her that gratification. No sooner had the legs been removed from around her body then tresses of tomentum slid along the lower of her legs and a oral fissure pressed against her pelvis.

The mouth was sound, real good. Within seconds Nicole stopped licking, she was panting to heavy to use her mouth for anything else, she started to waver and moan as she fought the urge to release until her fruitless endeavor to resist were broken by the unrelenting curse of the invading tongue.

"Oh God yes."Nicole groan as the slit was raised from her oral fissure,"Yes, yes, oh shag yes."She went unsounded as her dead body attempted to contort within the confines of her binding, her muscular tissue clench, her knees bending together as much as potential ( which wasn't much ), her fingers and toes clenched and her case bent toward her chest hitting the crotch hovering above her. Endless seconds passed before the mouth released her crotch and her body fell limp, only to suffer her mouth kissed by a pussy, and another clit rubbing hers as she heard the vehicle start. She felt the bowel movement of being driven as she licked a puss to orgasm, only to possess it replaced by another, and another. She, herself, came several more than meter from the several clits rubbing hers by the sentence the vehicle and the sexual assault stopped.

She felt her bindings being released as a pair of paw took the natural covering from her eyes."happy Birthday."the four women, all friends of hers, shouted.

"What the fuck ?"Nicole shouted.

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

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

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

"time lag,"Nicole shouted after them,"fall in me my ..."but the threshold to her house closed before she could finish."Fuck"she shouted before poking her headland out of the van and, after looking around to make trusted no one was around, made a dash for her household, covering what she could of herself with her hired man, beaming she didn't take Mrs Smith's proffer about locking the door.

Entering the house, she quickly turned around, closed the door and locked it sighing with relief before an ear shocking ‘ surprisal'caused her to turn around to see about eight women, her usual pick-ups at the lesbian bar she frequently visited, standing in her life 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 blow out of the water Nicole asked staring at Mrs. Bessie Smith's shoulder 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 charge card head of the phallus,"a left wing over from married life, my tardily Kraut used to enjoy a niggling ... kind, just to preserve thing interesting. Never had a opportunity to use it with another cleaning lady though until now so, like all your friends here, I was hoping to make certain you had one hell of a shtup birthday party and put this babe to use. ”