Stiletto looks to the crowd for help

The Hunter pushed Stiletto to the park bench and shoved her over it. The metal frame pressed into her bare midriff, the iron cold and hard.

"No, you bastard!" She cried, struggling helplessly in the lasoo. She kicked out at the Hunter's ankle, but he deftly dodged aside, surprisingly nimble for a big man.

The Hunter slapped her ass teasingly.

"Not so cocky now, are we?" he whispered in her ear, and slowly ran his wet tongue along her cheek.

"Eeew!" Morwen groaned in her ear.

There was scattered laughter in the crowd. Stiletto looked up at them desperately. There were men and women of all ages gathering to watch the show, most watching gleefully. A group of college students were holding up camera phones to record her upcoming shame, giggling amongst themselves. Many of the men had bulges growing in their trousers.

Please, she thought. Sometimes a bystander would step in to stop a contestant from getting fucked. Not often, but...

The Hunter slipped his fingers into her leggings and gave them a playful tug. He was starting to play to the crowd.

Showboating. Enjoying himself.

"What kind of panties do you think this scared little girl is wearing?" His hand squeezed her ass roughly, making her squirm and kick. "Shall we find out?"

The crowd laughed and clapped and shouted encouragement.

"To your left, the Asian woman!" Morwen's voice was urgent in her ear. "She looks unhappy and she's just taken something out of her purse, I think it's a disorientor!"

Stiletto jerked her head and saw her - a tall, beautiful woman with long black hair wearing a simple pleated dress, looking nervous and gripping something tightly in her hand. Stiletto looked her in the eye and mouthed "help me!"

"It's time we find out!" The Hunter's fingers slipped into the waistband of her leggings again and she felt him tense, ready to yank them down.