The tattooed captive.

It was around 2pm at the Rest Area.

Gerald heard a car pulling up and got himself ready to greet his next Guest.

A small sedan pulled up and his buddy Jack pulled up.

"Just need to hit the head."
"That's why this is here," Gerald replies, repeating their regular banter.

The man goes to the Restrooms and returns a few moments later.

"Wanna see her?"
"You know it!"

Jack pops the trunk and lets the Forest Resident see her.

She's a bikini clad damsel gagged and tied with sticky straps.
She struggles when exposed to the sunlight (as the back trunk window is tinted).

She can see that she has company and doesn't like it.

The men laugh at her protests.

"She's got a tight ass. Feel it for yourself," Jack says, grabbing the woman's ankles and pulling them up.

Gerald happily walks over and gives both cheeks a firm set of strikes.

"Almost hurts my hand. A good catch."
"Thanks. She wasn't easy, but nothing easy is worth doing, right?"

She futilely kicks at them as they laugh, before they shut the door.

"I'll send you the pics later," Jack says with a smile and shuts the door.

He drives off...