I should come with my friend, grab you in the street, drag you to the park nearby, strip your pants and panties and shave your pussy clean on one of the picnic tables, for anyone to see and hear your screams. After that, for punishment, we will put clothespins on your inner lips and see how long you can take them. We’ll play with them from time to time, not to let you get accustomed to them. I think you’ll enjoy them. I thought of putting two on your nipples too. And play with your clit till you’ll drip. Then I think we’ll take turns pounding that pretty pussy of yours, Princess. While my friend will fuck your pussy hard, I will sit on your tummy and fuck those huge boobs of yours. You will open your mouth so my cock will enter every time I thrust forward. And when we’ll use you enough, we’ll auction your holes to the by-passers…
Your used body aches. The two men that grabbed you to the park, tore off your clothes and fucked your mouth and pussy while on your back on a picnic table were far from gentle. Your jaw aches from being open for so long. Your neck aches from their grip when they pushed your head on their cocks, deep into your throat. Your big tits are bruised from their continuing mauling and manhandling. Your nips ache from the pinching and twisting. And your pussy? Your pussy is on fire. You feel alone, but you hear voices close by. You’re afraid to open your eyes, that you closed when the ordeal started.
You hear the voices approaching. The two men grab you by the arms and pull you from the table. You open your eyes, asking yourself what will be next. They start walking, pulling you along. You are still naked, walking funny, trying to keep their pace. Your pussy lips ache, swollen form all the action so you keep your legs apart, not to let them touch your lips. The two men laugh at you: “So much for a Princess! You’re used goods now, baby!” Tears start forming in your eyes…
You are heading toward a patch of trees in the park. You hoped they will set you free, but it seems they have other plans. All your hopes the ordeal is over were gone when you reached those trees. Someone built there some sort of getaway corner, with low benches around a low table, a fire pit in one of the corners. It seems like there will be a banquet, only you are the meal this time.
The two men push you to the table and you sit on it. You look at them and say: “Please let me go! Didn’t you have enough?” The older one closed in a second the distance between you and him, slapped you hard on the face and shouted at you: “Enough?? That was barely a warmup!” Your heart sank to your pants (that you’re not wearing, and you start sobbing. “Quiet! You have more work to do!”
As he finished his words, you see three more men coming in the trees. From the short discussion between the two and the new three, you realized the older one (looked he was the boss, calling the shots) auctioned your holes: he took pictures of your used body and sent them to the new guys, and each put his offer. You just realized that although the boss and his friend used you for an hour or so, neither of them came.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eutrkz/fun_in_the_park_mfnc