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08-24-2009, 10:31 PM
“God damn all men to bloody Hell!” Lea cursed as she got into her car. “May they all rot!” Slamming her fist on the steering wheel and jerking the door shut, she fumed over the message her now ex-boyfriend had left on her cell phone.
“Uuuuh. Yeah, hi babe. Sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but uh, well ya see, theres like this other hot chick I've been see'n' and well ummm yeah. Shes all better lookin' and richer and she fucks way better than you ever did, so like we are done and all. Don't bother callin' me back or nuthn'... so um yeah, thats it I guess.”
“You guess!? You fucking asshole!” Lea growled as she threw the car into drive, Squealing out of the parking lot she pulled out into the nearest lane, nearly missing an oncoming car. Seeing the exit for the highway she drove to work everyday, she decided to go north instead of her regular south. She knew all about south. Her relationships all went south. Her job was always going south, hell even her bank account was going south, no thanks to that two timing, low down, stinking pile of merde that had the balls (and or lack of) to break up with her via her voice mail! Revving the engine so the car was racing as fast as her tears she speed away from everything familiar.
About a half hour later, after her initial rage had spent its self, she realized that she had no idea where she was. All traces of city life were long gone as she stared out into cornfields. As she drove on, she began to get a little nervous as the fields kept stretching on and on, no sign of houses or another living being for miles. The two lane road grew darker as she kept speeding into the night, her headlights only illuminating about 20 feet in front of her. Her eyes scanning the fields for any sign of a cross roads where she could turn around Lea never noticed the deer sprint out of the field and right into her car.
The deer smashed into her windshield, shattering the safety glass. Lea screamed as she slammed on the brakes so hard her head hit the steering wheel and she spun into a culvert. Sharp hooves made huge scrapes in the hood of her car as the deer struggled to get up. Blood was everywhere, in her car, on her clothes, the deer's struggles slowly ceased as it's life force drained away. Once the deer was quiet, Lea struggled to get out of the car. Her seatbelt was jammed and from the deep ache in her chest, she assumed she would have a nasty bruise.
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“Shit! Oh just fucking great! Oh damn it!” Lea cursed as she got out and viewed the damage done. Her grill was smashed in from a rock in the ditch, her hood destroyed, windshield gone, a popped tire, and a dead deer laying grotesquely on the front of her car like a discarded toy. “Arrrrgh!” She screamed as she kicked a rear door until she ran out of breath.
“Well,” she mused as she sat down on the rock embedded deep in the grill of her car, “at least it isn't raining.” With those fateful words out of her mouth the skies opened up with torrential rain. Between the bump on her head and the streak of bad luck, Lea just tipped her head back and laughed. Rolling peals of laughter just welled out of her, becoming sobs as she cried away her frustration. Throughly soaked she stumbled to her car door, blind from rain and tears. Fumbling for her cell she looked at the screen. No signal. None. No one knew she was out here. Laughter once again flowed as she thought to herself “This is just like the plot of some bad B-grade horror flick. All I need now is a guy with a knife coming through the fields to finish the job.”
Lea crawled into the back of the car to get away from the rain and blood coming in through the broken windshield and fell asleep.
Richard was behind the wheel of his big SUV. He always felt powerful driving it. Especially with his cute little slave wife by his side. He had found Kat through a personals ad in the back of a dirty magazine 10 years ago and claimed her as his. A hot little thing, on the short side (5 foot even) with a nice curvy figure, 32 B breasts and a heart shaped ass that he loved to slide himself into. Not to mention whip and bruise on any occasion that she wiggled it by him. That ass was just made for a spanking. And with that cute little pink collar around her neck that said “Slave” in some language he didn't speak, well, that just made this hayseed feel even more powerful.
They were driving back from a town social. He didn't really care for those sorts of things, but out here in farm country, well a man needs all of the friends he can get. And his city gal wife seems to like a little company now and then. She was snuggled up next to him on the bench seat, thermos of hot chocolate in her lap, blanket around her shoulders and one of her hot little hands down his pants.
“That's it baby, nice and slow. Now slide your head down there and suck it.” Rich moaned. When she didn't slide down like he said, instead jerking her head up, Rich took a hank of her hair and pulled “What did I just tell you?”
“Rich- its a car in the ditch! We should stop and help, especially the way it is raining out tonight.” Kat whimpered at the grip on her hair, but getting wet at the same time. Loving the power in his hands, knowing he could force her to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted.
“Fine baby, whatever you want, But don't think this gets you out of a punishment tonight for disobeying me.” He slowed the truck next to the small car, trying to see what might be wrong. Looking into his wife's eyes, he saw her desire that his words had sparked, and gave a small moan under his breath. Maybe the only thing they needed was a flat fixed and they would be on their way.
“Looks like a deer Rich,” Kat said. “I don't see anyone in the driver's seat, do you?”
08-24-2009, 10:31 PM
“Naw, mighta caught a ride already.” Holding one hand up to stop her next words he continued, “But I'll go check anyways. Hold your horses.” Getting out of the truck he grabbed his hat from the back seat. In the rain slicker and hat he looked right strange, but who cares out here. Trudging up to the car in the wet grass he saw a flash of white in the back seat. Looking in he saw a woman in a white blouse laying curled up, trying to fit her tall body into the small space. Rich smiled as thoughts raced through his mind. No ring, so she wasn't married. No phone service, or she wouldn't be sleeping out here. The grin turned into a leer. Oh this night was just getting better and better. Leaving the girl sleeping he made his way back to the truck. Motioning to Kat to roll down her window.
“There is a gal sleepin' in there.” He shouted to be heard above the rain.
“Well what are you doing standing here for cowboy? Go get her!”
“She is mighty fine looking. Must not have any phone service to be stuck sleeping out here after an accident. Thought we might have some fun! Go into the glove box there, there is a baggie of pills. Ayuh, those are the ones.” Rich nodded as she pulled out the zippered bag.
“What the hell are these Rich? Where did you get them?” Kat was indignant but a little turned on. She hadn't been with a woman in a long time. Rich didn't exactly approve of her bisexuality, but this might be a chance to indulge a bit.
“Roofies Buck said. Gave 'em to me for you. Thought we might have some fun with it. He found his son stashing them. Instead of having some high school chick end up raped for real, well thought we would play a bit. Now put them in the hot chocolate.”
Rich walked back to the car as Kat did as he said. She got out and slipped into the back seat. Knocking on the window of the wrecked car, Rich woke the stranded girl up.
Lea woke with a start. There was the proverbial killer from the horror movie knocking on her window! Black rain slicker, black hat covering his face, all he needed was a knife the size of her arm. Lea screamed and scrambled back on the seat to try to get away from him.
“Hey hey Miss! Don't be frightened. My wife and I saw your car and thought we would help you out.” Rich said as he pushed back the brim of his hat.
08-24-2009, 10:32 PM
“Wife?” Lea's sleep addled brain tried to make sense of this. Obviously he wasn't here to kill her. “Oh thank goodness! I thought I would be stuck out here forever. Thank you so much.” Lea gushed as she realized that this was the help she had been waiting for.
“No problem. My wife is in the back of the truck over there. She has some blankets and hot chocolate waiting for you. You look soaked to the bone. Let me carry you over there so you don't ruin those pretty shoes of yours.”
“My hero! And to think when you woke me up I thought you were a horror movie murderer or some scary rapist out to get me.” Lea giggled.
Rich just grinned. Little did the shapely woman nestled in his arms know that he really was a scary rapist. She would find that out soon enough. Used to carrying heavy bales of hay, he easily lifted Lea out of the wreck and culvert and into the back seat of his SUV. Looking down at her soaked through wet blouse, Rich got a good long look at her white bra clad tits. “Must be some 36 C's in that innocent looking bra there.” He mused, mouth watering at the thought of bitting into that soft flesh.
Lifting her up onto the seat, he sat Lea in the car. Leaning back against the seat, Lea felt safe from the storm.
“Hi there. I'm Kat. Looks like you had an accident, are you alright?” A petite woman also in the back asked. Kat handed Lea the blanket.
Gratefully wrapping the blanket around her sodden clothes Lea nodded. “I am Lea. A deer just ran out of nowhere! I hit my head on the steering wheel, and my chest hurts, but I think I am ok.” Lea looked over the other woman. Long blond hair reached her waist, full lips seemed to float beneath sea green eyes. Lea jerked her head up as she realized those lips she was admiring were moving. “I'm sorry. I kinda spaced out there for a minute. What did you say?”
“I asked if you would like some hot chocolate.” Kat smirked. It wasn't the first time she had caught someone staring. But most who did weren't as nice looking as the woman huddled in the back seat. “We just came from a social and I grabbed it for the road so it is hot and fresh.”
“Thanks so much. You guys are my lifesaver! I had no idea what I was going to do.” Lea took a sip of the offered chocolate. “No phone service out here. I was so scared!”
“If you don't mind me asking, what are you doing way up here at this time of night? We don't get many visitors up in this area.” Kat offered their guest another sip of chocolate, watching closely for signs of the drugs kicking in.
“Damn boyfriend was cheating on me. He broke up with me in a message. I was mad so I just drove for awhile. I didn't realize how far away from home I was until I saw all of the corn fields. I must have been driving for over an hour. Damn... men.... pretty lights in here... so... tired....” Lea slumped down in the seat and started breathing heavier.
“You know that if she has a concussion, this could kill her you know.” Kat warned her husband as they pulled into the driveway of their large farm house.
“She was sleeping in her car, she will be fine. Come on. Help me get her into the dungeon before she wakes up.”
08-24-2009, 10:32 PM
Lea woke up slowly. She couldn't see anything, and her arms felt strange. When she blinked and her vision stayed black she began to panic. The rattle of chains frightened her far worse. Lea could barely move her arms, and couldn't move her feet at all. “Oh god, oh god what happened? Did I go blind in the accident? Am I paralyzed? No, then there wouldn't be chains. Oh god oh....” Thoughts raced through her mind, trying to make sense of everything. Taking deep breaths to try and calm down, pain flared in her chest. Coughing from the suddenness of her lungs seizing she missed the flick of the light switch.
“Well well well. Look what I caught. A pretty little soaked pussy. I hope she will be staying to play for awhile.” Rich laughed as he reached up and pulled the blindfold off his new captive.
Lea blinked, hazel eyes having trouble adjusting to the bright light. After a few seconds she wished she was still blindfolded. Strange “furniture” was scattered all around the cinder block room. Plush red carpet covered the floor, and whips and chains hung on the walls. But what caught her attention was the woman kneeling a few feet away. Naked except for the handcuffs that attached to a heavy duty collar, she was blindfolded and had a large metal ring in her mouth. A leash trailed from her collar, resting ominously on the floor.
“Please, I don't know what you want, but I will give you anything if you will let me go. Please! I haven't done anything wrong. I won't tell the police. You-you want money? I-I-I can figure some-something out. Pl-plea-please don't hurt muh-me.” Lea stammered as the man pulled out two wicked looking blades.
“Shhhh honey. I don't want money. Just a chance to play. The device you are chained to is called a “St. Andrew's Cross”. It spreads those pretty long legs of yours nice and wide. We left you dressed, but now that you are awake, it is time to remedy that situation.” Rich explained as he paced back to the woman kneeling on the ground. “These daggers are really sharp. See?” He pressed the point lightly to the upper breast of the kneeling woman. A flick of his wrist and she had an inch long cut. Blood trickled down the side of her breast, outlining its natural curve. A small moan escaped the gag. Rich put a hand in her hair. “You like that baby? Let's undress our guest and then you can have your punishment. It will be good... education for our guest as to the way things run around here.”
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“No! Don't you come near me with those! You are crazy! Oh fuck oh god oh no! No! Who are you? What the hell do you think you are doing? Help! Someone help me!” Lea screamed and thrashed as she watched Rich prowl closer. Her frightened gaze was caught by the winking silver of the blade with the rivulet of blood on the tip.
“Tsk tsk. What a mouth you have on you! Didn't your mother teach you that swearing isn't polite for a lady? We will have to correct that. You have two choices. Either shut up, or you get a gag.” Rich grinned. He had no intention of giving her the choice, it was just interesting to see what she would choose. A good test to see how much fight she has in her.
“Fuck you! You fucking kidnapping bastard! You mother mmmph!” Lea's eyes went wide as he shoved a ball gag back behind her teeth. Shaking her head to make it harder for him to buckle the straps, she tried to spit it out.
Rich kept one hand on the ball, and backhanded her with the other. Taking advantage of her daze, he buckled the strap behind her head and tightened it one notch too tight. The sight of the black leather biting into those pink flushed cheeks; red pouting lips stretched wide to accommodate the inch and a half purple rubber ball, her glaring hazel eyes, sparkling with tears from the slap made him hard. It would be nice to see those lips stretched the same way around his cock. The glare meant she would put up a bit of a fight. Good. More fun to break the spirited ones.
Bringing the knife up to the struggling girl's cheek, Rich drank in her whimpers. He drew the blade down around the collar of her shirt. Slicing through the fabric, he carefully drew the blade down one arm. The thin fabric parted easily, exposing inches of pale flesh. Rich left the cuff of her shirt for now, liking the way the sleeve draped from shoulder to wrist, but leaving the vulnerable parts bare. Liking the effect so much, he did the same to the other arm. Now she looked like an angel with broken wings, about to be welcomed into hell.
08-24-2009, 10:33 PM
Lea, expecting the knife to be slicing through her arm, screamed bloody murder. Her screams only amused her tormentor. Realizing that he wasn't hurting her (yet) she stopped screaming. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment, like a kid who started singing too early in the holiday pageant. Her blush seemed to amuse him even more, for he burst out laughing.
“Awww do we have a shy little bitch? The only thing I have seen so far are your arms, and you are already turning red! Just you wait little pus, you will be brick red by the time I am through with you.” Rich grabbed the collar of her shirt and started slicing the buttons off one by one. With each click of a button falling to the floor a bit more skin was reveled. Creamy mounds almost overflowed the white silk bra while a toned midsection made his mouth water. “Hmmm with a body like this little pus, you shouldn't be shy at all. I bet you have bared this stomach to many a man. Just another one of those cockteasing bar hopping sluts.”
The muscles of Lea's stomach quivered with the effort of keeping them from the knife. The ball in her mouth made her jaw ache and her eyes tear. Down to the strips of her dress shirt, bra and the knee length skirt Lea looked back at the kneeling woman. “Why doesn't she help me? She could choke him with those chains! Her hand's are tied in front, she could run! HELP ME!!” Lea sobbed, choking on the words as the ball gag sent them back down her throat unheard. When that evil man flashed the knife in front of her face to get her attention, Lea glared. “He may have her cowed, but I will fight! I will get us both out of here as soon as he gives me a chance.”
Rich saw the change in her eyes. That glint of steel made his cock even harder. “That's it baby,” he thought. “Fight me. Make me work to break you. I am sure I can deal out more pain that you can take, but the fun is in the trying.” He slipped the knife back in his pocket and took a hold on both sides of the skirt. A quick wrench and the shredded fabric lay her red silk thong clad hips and gartered thighs bare to his hot gaze. “Well well well! Not such a prim lady at heart are we?! Red silk!”
Squeezing hazel eyes shut in horror, Lea gasped. This man was so strong. It took him no effort at all to tear her skirt to pieces. Now his vile hands were rubbing all over her ass and thighs. He had slipped his fingers between the garter straps and her silky skin, making her shake in revulsion of how much power he had over her. Her cheeks were burning and tears were pooling on her breasts, dripping further down with her heaving breaths. Looking down she could just see the start of the deep purple bruise that went from shoulder to hip.
08-24-2009, 10:33 PM
“You know, my pet here always had a thing for silk panties. Doesn't have much use for them now, but why don't you remind her of the feel of silk on a pussy.” Stepping back to admire his handy work, Rich picked up the leash that was laying on the floor. “On all fours slut, crawl up here and give this new girl a taste. That's right, wiggle that ass a bit. Stop.” Putting a pillow in front of her, Rich gave a tug to pull the slave up so that her gagged face was right next to Lea's silk clad labia. “Enjoy slut.”
Lea's eyes snapped wide open at the command. What was he thinking? That woman had a ring in her mouth, how was she supposed to do anything? When she felt soft hands exploring her thighs, searching for her hips, hot breath moistening the silk over her clit, Lea couldn't hold back a moan. Part of her had always wanted to feel a woman's touch. Not like this, but at least this way she wouldn't feel guilty. The moan repeated louder as a wet tongue licked the silk from back to front. Lea bucked her hips as much as she was able. She felt the steel ring biting into her mons, but the feeing of that soft tongue demanded all of her attention. The slave was speeding up her licks as she tasted the beginnings of wetness seeping from the cloth. Tart and a bit salty, the creamy pearls were sieved through the perfumed silk, adding a hint of rose water.
Rich stepped back to the easy chair he always kept down here. Unbuckling his belt and pulling out his hard cock, he watched his wife eat out another woman. Maybe he had been a little too rash denying her pleasure with another woman over the years, this was so hot to watch! Rubbing his pulsing member, he drank deep of the sight of their captive both straining towards the tongue on her pussy and the look of revulsion in her brown eyes. The pitifully weak moans that made it through the gag only intensified his pleasure. Just when it looked like Lea was about to come, he got up and pulled Kat back by her hair. “I don't think you have earned that right little captive. I think it is time that you see just how things are run around here. I will leave those wet panties on you as a reminder.”
08-24-2009, 10:33 PM
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08-25-2009, 04:54 AM
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