There's this odd sect that used to own some property out near the picnic grounds in our town. They've broken up and gone now, but it was one of their weirder antics that led to this tale.
A group of us had been to the picnic grounds for a meal, some hiking and some swimming in the nearby lake. After lunch I'd gone for a walk with Carla, with Suzy tagging along. Little hints that I'd appreciate some me time with Carla as I wanted to seduce her just flew past Suzy. She heard what she wanted to hear, end of story.
So there we were, strolling along, when we passed the gate to the sect's compound. There was a new adornment just outside the gate. A set of stocks. Not the comfortable type where you sit down and put your legs in them, but one of the more uncomfortable types, where you're bent half over with head and arms imprisoned.
Best of all, from my point of view, was the fact that the stocks were occupied by a naked young woman, who I would assess as being in her early twenties.
Carla and Suzy thought it hilarious, and Carla told me this was my chance.
"It's not as though she can do anything to stop you," Carla urged. "You can have some fun. Suzy and I don't mind watching. It'll be educational."
I pointed out that I couldn't really just walk up to her and rape her.
"Why not?" asked Carla. "It's her own fault for being naked like that. If she doesn't want to get raped then she shouldn't be nude in public."
I pointed out that she probably wasn't given too much choice in the matter, but Carla was adamant that I should take her, with Suzy's enthusiastic agreement.
It appears that because I wouldn't I was immediately relegated to the status of wimp, not a real man.
Ignoring the rude comments I approached the lovely young prisoner and asked her if I could be of assistance. I was quite willing to let her out of the stocks.
"No, sir," she told me. "You can't do that. The elder says I have to stay here until someone comes along and actually takes me. Then they'll send someone out to bring me in. They're watching," she added.
I considered this rather strange, and told her so. I asked if she'd like me to take her, so she could get out.
"Don't do that," she said quickly. "They've got a punishment set up for whoever does take me, and I don't want to see you get into trouble."
"What sort of punishment have they got lined up for the culprit," I queried, amused.
"I'm not supposed to say," she said, but at the same time I noticed her kicking at some leaves and things lying nearby.
I looked a little closer at the leaves she had kicked aside, then I thoughtfully walked around behind her for a slightly better look at her pussy and behind.
Walking around to face the girl I asked her if she'd been given any medicine, and she nodded.
I strolled back to the girls and suggested we continue our walk, but Carla balked.
"I want to wait a minute longer," she protested. "Mike is coming down the track, and I don't think he'll have your delicate sensitivities."
She was correct. Mike was coming along the track, and where his delicate sensitivities were concerned, a Scotsman in a kilt would be in danger. The young woman in the stocks was simply a no contest.
He looked towards us to see if we were going to object. Carla and Suzy cheered him on and he totally ignored my recommendation that I thought that what he was going to do was not a wise choice.
Mike just walked up behind his victim, unzipped and drove home. She squealed a bit, but didn't seem overly worried about being raped.
Carla and Suzy were cheering Mike on, definitely not earning themselves any kudos from me, while I just watched and waited.
Finishing, Mike came strutting up to us.
"Not going to have a go yourself, Norm," he goaded me.
I just shook my head.
"Not me. When I considered all that poison ivy she's got on her bottom and pussy I thought that I give it a miss."
Mike looked at me appalled and the girls started giggling.
"Check the leaves scattered around her feet, Mike," I calmly suggested. "Or better yet, go find a way to wash your balls. It might help."
This time when I suggested that we continued our walk, the girls came along, still laughing.
The whole incident had set me thinking, however. As I said, I had not been impressed by Carla and Suzy's attitude to rape. If they were that indifferent to one person's rape, would they be like that to another's?
- - -
Carla was chatting to me a few days later about Mike's woes. In his usual arrogant manner he had ignored my warning about poison ivy until he woke up in the middle of the night with balls of fire. The rash was so bad he had to see a doctor for medicine and treatment for the scratches where he'd tried to claw his testicles off.
Carla was maliciously amused by the whole incident.
"While I have no real sympathy for Mike," I told her, "I can feel sorry for that woman from the sect in the stocks. I noticed that you and Suzy didn't waste any sympathy on her."
Carla was still wasting no sympathy. "Serves her right," she snorted. "What did she think would happen standing out there naked. Any woman who gets naked in front of a man can expect to have sex with him, like it or not."
"You seem to think that it's her responsibility not to be in that sort of situation?" I pressed.
"Damn right I do. If she drops her panties she can expect a man to take up the challenge."
"I also noticed that you and Suzy seemed to enjoy watching her get taken by Mike," I said, urging her to open up a bit more.