Richard held her up and prevented her from stumbling. "If my memory serves me right, there should be a park nearby. It's not far at all."

That's what you think! thought Jennifer. You're not wearing shoes like these and you don't have your legs tied together. She was unable to voice her opinion, and concentrated to keep moing in the direction that Richard led.

The theater had been constructed at the edge of the city. After making it to the corner of the theater and turning, Jennifer saw the park that he was talking about. Across the street from the theater, it was large and well wooded, with several narrow cocrete sidewalks leading into it. There were only a few people that she could see.

They waited at the side of the street as Richard looked for an opening in the traffic. "I guess that I'm not patient tonight," he said, putting one arm around her corsetted torso while the other went down to her knees. She let out a surprised grunt through the gag when Richard picked her up and carried her across the street.

Probably faster than waiting for the road to be empty, thought Jennifer. She was thankful that he did not put her down on the other side of the street. Instead, he started down one of the paths that led into the park.

Jennifer closed her eyes and savored the experience. Swept off my feet by a rich gentleman, she thought. Just like the in the romance novels. Except this gentleman was also an incorrigible pervert, as her present attire attested to.

Close enough for me, she concluded as Richard reached his destination. An empty park bench some thirty feet off the path was his destination. Gently, he put her down on the bench, then sat down beside her.

"Does this meet with your approval?" he asked.

Jennifer nodded in reply. A cool breeze came through the trees, but to her, it felt refreshing, not chilling. It reminded her that she was quite hot within her rubber undergarments.

Richard reached into the slit in her dress and felt her crotch. "You seem to have lost something." he said. Jennifer shrugged, and managed to smile in spite of her gag and the strap of her hat. "Fortunately, I think that you packed a few extras."

Richard's hand emerged from her dress, then he opened up her purse and rummaged through the contents. "Hmmmm," he said aloud. "A bottle of lubricant, a butt plug, a motorized dildo, and a few of these darling little clips," he said aloud. Jennifer had a hard time making out the object in the waning light. "We'll have to experiment with these before we go," he said, putting the items in his pants pockets and closing up her purse.

Richard rose from his seat, but did not help her up. Instead, he sat down on the ground immediately in front of her. "If you would slide forward?" he asked, pulling her hips forward with his hands. Jennifer complied, wriggling forward. When he was done, she was on the edge of the seat, but her corsetted waist was still rigidly straight. The top of her corset rested against the top edge of the bench.

A chorous of crickets slowly started up as Richard pulled her skirt up and slid forward. When he let the skirt fall back down, the shiny black satin almost completely concealed him beneath it. She felt him working with the restraints that held her ankles together. A moment later, she found herself able to spread her ankles apart freely.

The straps that held her knees together were next. As she spread her legs wide, Jennifer felt her muscles protest a bit from their restraints. Another cool breeze swept by, this time tinged with the scent of freshly mowed grass.

She felt his fingers slowly sliding up her rubber stockined legs. They played with the garters for a moment, then Jennifer felt his fingernails gently brushing her pubic hair.

She let out a moan and closed her eyes as the wetness at her crotch, never fully gone, returned in force. Oh, Richard...

He pulled the lips of her pussy out, then gently massaged her pussy with his lips. Jennifer opened her eyes, and saw the stars of the clear night sky staring back at her.

He was slow and methodical with her, familiar yet still so frustrating. She moaned repeatedly in the night, and her pauses were punctuated with the gentle rustling of leaves.

I'm so close, she thought as his tongue danced around her pleasure spot, touching ever so gently. Please...

The sound of rolling on the concrete brought Jennifer unwillingly back to reality. A young boy was slowly travelling down the path on his skateboard. Jennifer held back her moans, and had to be content with heavy breathing against the tightness of the corset.

The boy stopped his skateboard on the path and turned to her. "Do you know where the ball park is?" he asked. She could see that he was carrying a baseball mit in one hand.

Jennifer tried to shake her head, but it turned only into a spastic head roll as Richard's tongue suddenly found the spot within her. Oh god, not now!

Richard did not relent. He found just the right spots within her and moved his tongue about madly. Jennifer was helpless to stop the orgasm that coursed through her body.

"Uh, uh," she grunted through her gag. She wanted to scream aloud, and let the animal within her cry out to the world. But, somehow, she willed her vocal cords to silence. Jennifer closed her rubber coverd legs around Richard's head, partially as an attempt to get him to stop.

A few seconds later, she realized that the boy was still looking at her, waiting for an answer. Jennifer shook her head, hoping that he would not ask her any more questions.

Fortunately, he did not. The boy let out a sigh, then continued skateboarding his way down the path.

You bastard! she thought to herself. I know that you heard the boy! You didn't even slow down for that.

Richard finally pulled away from her dripping crotch as Jennifer panted against her corset. He did not emerge from the folds of her dress. Instead, within a matter of minutes, Richard's tongue was again exploring the realm of her sexuality.

He did not tease her long this time. By the time that he was done, her head was swimming with the pleasure. Just for a moment, reality had faded away as she had struggled to breathe in the corset.

Jennifer was panting as Richard took another break. The evening had now turned to night, and the full moon was peeking through a gap in the trees.

She had barely caught her breath when Richard started yet again. This time, he was gentle and teasing. When a pair of nighttime joggers went by, Richard did not redouble his efforts. Instead, Jennifer was able to control herself for the brief seconds that they were in sight. She thought that they gave her a long look as they went by, but she could not be sure in the darkness.

Jennifer dug her heels into the soft grassy ground as Richard brought her closer and closer. She spread her legs wide, and tried to bring herself even closer to him.

Her tenuous balancing act on the bench was finally over. She slid forward uncontrollably, sending Richard to the ground underneath her. When she came to rest, she was sitting on Richard's chest, legs bent and heels driven into the earth, with her back against the park bench.

Richard said something unintelligible and pulled himself out from under her. I was so close! Jennifer thought. She tried to get up, but her awkward position prevented her from doing anything in a hurry. Richard made it to his feet before she managed to right herself.

He helped her get to her feet. When she was standing, she found it almost impossible to balance in the heels on the soft ground. The spikes of her shoes dug into the soft ground like razor sharp daggers.

Richard must have figured out her problem, because he bent down and picked her up again. This time, he went further into the park, out of sight of the path. Richard gently lowered her onto a soft grassy clearing surrounded by shoulder high bushes. The full moon illuminated her shiny satin covered breasts and narrow waist as Richard reached down to unzip his trousers.

Jennifer moaned in anticipation as he threw up her skirts. Now, her rubber stockinged legs and stiletto heeled shoes were revealed to him in the moonlight. Without further disrobement, Richard brought out his penis, crawled over her, and slowly entered her.

She put her cuffed hands and attached purse above her head as he slowly worked around inside of her. She surprised herself by climaxing within ten strokes of his male member. This time, she did not try to restrain herself vocally. A long moan escaped her, passionate even with the gag in place.

Richard continued his relentless pace. He slowly increased in speed, bringing her rapidly to two more orgasms. Jennifer panted against the corset, and found herself trying to twist around inside of it.

Now his thrusts were as intense as a jackhammer. She felt him ejaculating inside of him, followed seconds later by her own climax. This time, it was just a bit too much for her. Between the intensity of the experience, and the constriction of the corset, she found herself passing out in the grass.

She woke up only moments later, with the touch of Richard's lips on her own. It was too dark for Jennifer to make out his face, but the touch of his breath upon her face was unmistakable and unforgettable. Jennifer wanted to kiss him deeply, and thrust her tongue deep inside of him. But with the gag in place, all she could do was to answer his kiss in kind.

"Our ride will be here shortly," he said to her. "Don't worry. I didn't forget about the toys that you brought."

It took her a moment to remember what he was talking about. She heard him doing something, then she felt a lubricated, rubber object being gently pushed into her anus.

Jennifer resisted at first, then consciously relaxed her sphinter muscles. She felt a good sized butt plug slide up inside of her. The base must have been very narrow, and when it was all the way in, it felt like she could keep it there for quite a while.

Next, Richard put the dildo inside of her. He managed to get it all the way inside of her, and gave her a quick kiss in the pubic hair before proceeding further.

He placed the vibrating egg above the dildo, perpindicular to it. With the wire attached control box, Richard sent a brief pulse of power through it. This sent a chill down Jennifer's spine that ended in her toes. He then put the control box thorugh one of the slits in her dress. Jennifer jerked her legs in surprise as she felt Richard attach a small clip to her outer lips.

He placed five more on her. Each one held the two edges of her outer lips together. When he was done, he had effectively sealed both the egg and the dildo inside of her.

Richard must have put the leg restraints in his pockets, because he put these on her next. Jennifer did not struggle as he pulled her legs together and bound her knees and ankles. This increased the pressure in her filled and sealed pussy.

Richard stood up and helped Jennifer to her feet. Again, her heels started to sink into the ground, but he did not let go of her. He picked her up yet again. With the arm that was supporting her torso, he managed to grab ahold of the control for the egg inside of her. As he carried her towards the path, he turned it on and sent the orb inside of her buzzing.

Oh god! she thought. The seal of clips on her pussy, combined with the pressure of having her legs together, made this even more intense than before. Before they had even made it to the path, she found herself moaning and rolling her head.

When they emerged from the park, he found that the road was momentarily clear of vehicles. Richard carried her across the street, then put her down on her feet on the sidewalk next to the theater. Several people outside were giving them looks. Richard took the control for the egg inside of her in his hands. Instead of turning it off, he turned it to high speed.

Oh god! How could you! Jennifer was swaying, trying to keep her balance in the heels and hobbles. For a finishing touch, Richard pushed the control box down into the slit in her dress. She could feel it dangling at her ankles, and with each swing it tugged a bit more at the egg inside of her.

Richard supported her as they slowly made their way towards the front of the building. Jennifer found her eyes closing as the egg inside of her buzzed and squirmed madly. Oh, god! she thought as an orgasm swept through her as they turned the corner.

Her legs collapsed under her, but Richard held her up. He had to drag her forward as her head rolled around and her legs flailed uselessly.

She tried to get her legs under her again, but this only sent another wave of sensations through her. She wrigled under the dress, but there was absolutely no way to get the device away from her most sensitive parts.

Jennifer slumped against him and moaned. She had a vague feeling that people were staring at them, and a few were saying things to Richard. The words did not register in her mind, and their looks were beyond consideration right now.

She had to fight for consciousness as yet another wave coursed through her. Jennifer was vaguely aware as Richard picked her up and headed towards a waiting limousine.

When Richard put her down on the seat, Jennifer convulsed her legs and arms. When is it going to stop? Jennifer wondered deleriously as the corset and the vibrator stole consciousness away from her.