After a pleasant dinner (with a nice wine) at the colonial inn, Tom and I walked back into the park. The park was primarily a reconstruction of a village as it had been in colonial times. The park was closed for the night but there was nothing to hinder us wandering about on foot. As expected we appeared to be the solitary entrants. Aside from its "colonial" atmosphere it was little different from the parks we had frequented around our home town. Our evenings spent there were delightful as Tom would have me handcuffed to a tree, a pole or anything handy and stripped almost completely naked. I loved being helpless while he used his hands, lips and teeth on my body. It only took a few minutes of him sucking on my nipples or poking fingers in my pussy before I was ready to beg him to fuck me. Tom took advantage of my desperate need by forcing me to commit to letting him fuck me in the ass or letting him cum in my mouth and swallowing it all. Being completely helpless and exposed outdoors while his hands roamed all over me made me too horny to resist promising anything.

One time he had teased me for quite a while and insisted I had to promise to spend the weekend naked in his apartment as his slave maid sucking his cock whenever he wanted. I refused a couple of times before he put a blindfold on me and walked away. By the time he returned I was in full panic and readily agreed to his demand. The next weekend I thought I swallowed enough cum to worry about gaining weight.

We were searching for a good spot. We didn't want to use any spot where the moon shone down like a spotlight but we didn't want to be absolutely hidden. I had a strange thrill from the thought of being caught. And I was already getting wet feeling the handcuffs in Tom's pocket.

Before we could find a suitable spot, we came across a group of seven young men. As we attempted to pass them, two of them pulled out knives to threaten us. We were told to hand over our money. Tom passed over his wallet but I had nothing more than my driver license and a credit card. They patted Tom down and took his watch and the handcuffs. They decided to have some fun with the handcuffs and they cuffed Tom with his hands behind him around a tree well back from the walkway. They wanted to gag him and decided the sleeves from my top would work. My top was stripped off and one sleeve was cut up partly to pack in his mouth and a second part was used to tie around his head securing the packing in his mouth. I was gagged the same way and was held there helpless in just my tank top.

I was dragged away with no idea what would happen to me. Eventually we arrived at the public square and I was forced into the wooden stocks where I was held by my neck and wrists. Though the stocks had been fixed not to lock something was done so I couldn't get loose.

I soon learned what punishment women were put through when locked in the stocks overnight. My tanktop was ripped off leaving me naked to the waist with my boobs swinging loose. My jeans were unzipped and pulled down and off with my shoes. Then my panties were pulled off. I knew full well what was coming before the first cock pushed into my pussy. While I stood there helplessly fucked over and over they played with my boobs, sometimes squeezing hard enough to hurt and at least one of them sucked on my nipples.

I realized they must have all had their turn at me when I didn't feel a cock in me. I could feel their cum running down my legs and I was helpless to even wipe myself. I was still naked and helplessly held bent over and could only hope they would let me go. I could hear them talking behind me; they were discussing punishment of women in the stocks. I heard, "Ass like that should be spanked." Then I felt a hard slap on my ass. It was repeated several times. I just felt humiliated to be spanked, not punished. But I heard, "Let me do it." and something hit my ass hurting like hell. In a couple of strokes I realized my ass was being strapped and I could only wish they would go back to fucking me. When they stopped my ass felt like it was on fire and I was crying in sobs.

I was left alone for a while. I heard enough murmuring behind me to know my assailants were still there. Then I felt something at my ass. It took a moment for me to realize somebody was trying to shove a cock in my ass. Now they not only meant to rape me but to sodomize me too. Once his cock was in I heard him say, "They're right. Her ass is tighter than her cunt." All seven of them must have taken me in the ass and it hurt like hell. I heard them talking about my ass hole staying open but I didn't feel any the less abused.

After a while I realized my assailants were gone and I was left to spend the rest of the night naked in the stocks. I feared I still had most of the night ahead of me before there would be any hope of rescue. Despite my pain and my predicament I must have dozed off. I woke to see a security guard crossing through the public square. My scream was little more than a whimper and stamping my bare feet made very little noise and he passed on leaving me stuck. Later I woke again to see a security guard standing in front of me. I hoped my plea for help showed in my eyes but he informed me the police were on the way and they would release me.

It took forever before a police cruiser pulled in. A female police officer went behind me and released the stocks telling me to stand up. Her first action was to handcuff me behind my back. Then I was informed I was under arrest for trespass and indecent exposure and I was told my rights. I was walked over to the cruiser and put in the back seat. Then my gag was removed but before I could say anything I was told to shut up and my statement would be taken at the police station.

Inside the station I was seated in a chair still naked. Someone came by with a blanket and slipped it over my shoulders and attempted wrapping it in front of me. When the arresting officer came back for me the blanket slipped off and I was walked across the office naked again. Somebody called, "Henderson, your prisoner is bleedingGet her to medical." I was turned around and taken back out to the cruiser. I could see there was blood on the seat. That only served to worry me. I could only hope I had no permanent damage. At the hospital I was walked inside and we were pointed to an examining room. The police officer advised the nurse I was under arrest and removed my cuff from one wrist and attached it to the bed. When the doctor came in, I asked, "Water please?"He instructed the nurse to give me a sip and then asked what happened. Through sobs I told him the whole story from the time we ran into the gang until arriving at the hospital. He asked if Tom had been found. He instructed the nurse to call 911 to get a patrol out to find Tom. Then he went out to the police officer and chewed her out letting her know she was in deep shit and had to get her handcuffs off me immediately.

I was freed and the doctor went through his examination. A police siren heralded Tom's arrival and he came in crying that he was so sorry not being able to defend me. I assured him I didn't hold him at fault.

The doctor assured me there was no permanent damage but he wanted me to rest for the day and we were settled in a hospital room for the day. We decided to accept that as we both needed rest. We had just about decided Tom would go back to our motel for clothes for me when the police chief came in. He informed us my medical bill was being paid by the city along with our motel bill. We were also offered shopping trips to replace our clothes at a local department store. After that it was suggested I could sue the police for false arrest or the city would provide us a weeks extension of our motel or the super deluxe local hotel and meals for that time and the same facilities for the next two years. He asked that we would call their lawyers if we agreed and they would put everything into a contract. It seemed like the easiest path to take and we let the chief know. In the meantime he extended his apologies and advised Sergeant Henderson would be suspended for a few days without pay and if I would permit it an officer would be dispatched to pick up anything I wanted. They already suspected who our assailants were and expected to have them in custody before another day passed.

I had to ask Tom where the handcuffs went. They were held for evidence. I suggested that was just as well since I suspected I would be too sore for any sex for at least a couple of days