Gang Raped by the Highway Patrol

by Belle Bottoms

Book Cover: Gang Raped by the Highway Patrol

Lisa is having a really bad night. After being raped by a group of men on the floor of a truck stop men's room in Truck Stop Gang Rape, she's rescued by a couple highway patrol cops who are taking her to the nearest police station. At least that's where she thinks she's going. When the cop car stops out in the middle of nowhere and meets up with those same truckers at a weigh station Lisa is confused at first, then terrified. And Lisa's nightmare continues where the large group of men use Lisa throughout the early morning hours. Then when she finally winds up at the police station she has another group of horny cops who are just waiting to use her.

Gang Raped by the Highway Patrol is a standalone story that takes place in a series, about one woman and multiple groups of men, that spans a few days of pure hell. The order of the stories are:

Truck Stop Gang Rape
Gang Raped by the Highway Patrol


“Step out of the car, miss,” one of the cops said.

I looked up at him in shock. I didn’t understand what was going on. “Where are we?”

“Just step out of the car,” he repeated.

“But … I don’t have any shoes—”

“Your shoes are on the seat,” he said pointing at the pile of my belongings that were sitting next to me. It was everything I’d had with me in that men’s room. I hadn’t even noticed it was there. “Go ahead and put them on.”

I was still in a daze and everything felt so surreal, but I did what he told me to do. I figured maybe the station wasn’t too far from here. I’d probably missed it when I was starting to fall asleep. I slipped the strappy sandals onto my feet, then tried to untangle my balled-up and ripped T-shirt.

“Don’t worry about that, just get out of the car.”


I looked back up at the cop. I couldn’t understand why he wanted me to put on my shoes but nothing else. Maybe he knew my clothes were too ripped to do much good anymore. I pulled the blanket tight around my shoulders, then stepped one foot out of the cop car. When I was halfway out I felt a hand yank me the rest of the way, until I was stumbling into the chest of the cop.

“Wait, what’s going on?” I asked, trying to get my balance, but he didn’t say a word. He just grabbed a hold of the blanket and pulled it off of me. I immediately crossed my arms over my breasts and yelled. “Hey! What the hell?”

The cop standing behind me grabbed one of my arms and pulled it behind my back. I felt the cold metal of a handcuff locking into place around my wrist, then he grabbed the other arm and did the same thing. I was standing there, completely naked except for my sandals and a pair of handcuffs, with the two cops and the weigh-station attendant gawking at me.


About the Author

Hi there. I’m Belle Bottoms and I’m a very naughty girl. I like to write hardcore stories about gang rape, drugged sex, drunk sex, forced prostitution, forced pregnancy, blackmail and coercion. If you’re naughty like me, then you've come to the right place.

Belle Bottoms

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