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Krista Williams is on her way home when a torrential downpour forces her off the road and into a ditch in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin at 2 in the morning. With a dead cell phone and no other choice she hoofs it through the rain in the hopes of finding someone with a phone that works. After a fall in a ditch that leaves her with a sprained ankle, Krista stumbles upon the first signs of civilization in two miles, the Domination Farm - a place men and women the world round go to learn about all things related to bdsm. All she wants to do is make a phone call, but it's either play by the rules of the Domination Farm, or hike nine more miles on a sprained ankle. Krista opted for the first option and this is the story that unfolded on that dreary summer night.

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Style: BDSM/Bondage - Content: Strong - Classed as: Consensual -    Sex Slavery / Training, Bondage/BDSM Fetishes

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Excerpt..

Rain beat down on the windshield faster and harder than the wipers could keep up. There wasn't a street light for miles and the headlights of Krista's Lexus did little to illuminate the road ahead. The jets of water flying by either side of her car reminded her of a water skiing trip she made last summer and her mind started to wander. Bad decision when driving in a torrential downpour.
Had it been daytime, or clearer skies she would have seen the massive pothole her front right tire was headed for. Unfortunately for her it was 2:19 a.m. without a star in the clouded sky rain flooded everything. The tire sank into the pothole and she lost control of the car. If her husband Mike was driving he would have reacted to the dangerous situation and steered the car to safety.
Krista jerked the steering wheel. The car careened to the left faster than she expected and before she could correct her mistake there was a thunderous bang as her car nosedived into a deep ditch along the road. The airbag went off slamming into her face at 200 miles an hour and stunning her momentarily. The engine spit and sputtered and then died; leaving her stranded in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin.
"Thank god I'm not wearing my glasses," she said wearily as she sat back. She had heard horror stories about airbags breaking glasses into the wears eyes and ever since then she opted for contacts. She didn't plan on getting into any accidents, but she wanted to be as safe as reasonably possible just in case.
"FUCK! You've got to be kidding me!" here the next words out of her mouth as she pulled her cell phone from her purse to see that it was deader than her now wrecked car. She moved her body starting with rotating her head side to side and moving down to shake her arms and wiggle her fingers. She stretched her legs out as far as she could. Everything seemed to be in working order except for the headache she was getting from the airbag slamming into her face. She looked in the rearview mirror. Her face was beet red.
The rain showed no signs of letting up anytime soon, and in fact, if what the weather man said was true it was going to rain like this well into tomorrow. The last…anything…she passed was a gas station some ten miles back. There was nothing in both direction except for open fields and a long dark road ahead.
Krista grabbed for the umbrella lying on the passenger seat, looked out the window at the heavy rain and winds, and tossed it back to its former resting spot. She thought about waiting for someone to drive by and hope they stopped to help her, but two things crossed her mind. The first was no one in their right mind was going to get out in this weather to help anyone. And her second thought was that she hadn't seen a car in the last hour so why would she expect to see one now that she needed it?
She took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. The chill of the rain and wind froze her to the bone despite it being nearly 60 degrees. With stockinged feet, her skirt and blouse drenched, she walked along the side of the eerily dark road in the hopes of finding someone to help her.
Luck has a way of going from bad to worse in times of great stress. Krista made it a little more than a mile when her luck took a decided turn for the worse. Unable to see more than a foot in front of her face, Krista's left foot slid off the road and into a water-filled ditch. She lost balance and in she went, her foot and leg twisting painfully beneath her. She sank an inch or two into mud and hung her head in defeat.
Lifting herself out of the ditch she nearly fell to the ground as the pain shot through her foot and up her leg. She sat at the edge of the ditch and gently felt around the sore ankle. It hurt like hell but she was pretty sure it wasn't broken. She rubbed it for another ten minutes before the pain started to ease. Still no one came to her rescue.
Limping, drenching wet, and stressed out to no end, Krista made her way down the road. The only silver lining in the whole ordeal was the rain washed away the mud from her clothing so that she was once again clean. At least as clean as someone taking a bath in the rain can be.
"OH MY GOD!" she exclaimed. "Please tell me I'm not fucking seeing things!" she said as she saw lights up ahead on the left. She had gone more than two miles and her ankle was hurting so bad she wanted to cry, but she hobbled on towards the lights. Lights that grew brighter the closer she got.


Excerpt..

Rain beat down on the windshield faster and harder than the wipers could keep up. There wasn't a street light for miles and the headlights
of Krista's Lexus did little to illuminate the road ahead. The jets of water flying by either side of her car reminded her of a water skiing
trip she made last summer and her mind started to wander. Bad decision when driving in a torrential downpour.

Had it been daytime, or clearer skies she would have seen the massive pothole her front right tire was headed for. Unfortunately for her it
was 2:19 a.m. without a star in the clouded sky rain flooded everything. The tire sank into the pothole and she lost control of the car. If
her husband Mike was driving he would have reacted to the dangerous situation and steered the car to safety.

Krista jerked the steering wheel. The car careened to the left faster than she expected and before she could correct her mistake there was a
thunderous bang as her car nosedived into a deep ditch along the road. The airbag went off slamming into her face at 200 miles an hour and
stunning her momentarily. The engine spit and sputtered and then died; leaving her stranded in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin.

"Thank god I'm not wearing my glasses," she said wearily as she sat back. She had heard horror stories about airbags breaking glasses into
the wears eyes and ever since then she opted for contacts. She didn't plan on getting into any accidents, but she wanted to be as safe as
reasonably possible just in case.

"FUCK! You've got to be kidding me!" here the next words out of her mouth as she pulled her cell phone from her purse to see that it was
deader than her now wrecked car. She moved her body starting with rotating her head side to side and moving down to shake her arms and
wiggle her fingers. She stretched her legs out as far as she could. Everything seemed to be in working order except for the headache she was
getting from the airbag slamming into her face. She looked in the rearview mirror. Her face was beet red.

The rain showed no signs of letting up anytime soon, and in fact, if what the weather man said was true it was going to rain like this well
into tomorrow. The last…anything…she passed was a gas station some ten miles back. There was nothing in both direction except for open
fields and a long dark road ahead.

Krista grabbed for the umbrella lying on the passenger seat, looked out the window at the heavy rain and winds, and tossed it back to its
former resting spot. She thought about waiting for someone to drive by and hope they stopped to help her, but two things crossed her mind.
The first was no one in their right mind was going to get out in this weather to help anyone. And her second thought was that she hadn't
seen a car in the last hour so why would she expect to see one now that she needed it?

She took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. The chill of the rain and wind froze her to the bone despite it being nearly 60 degrees.
With stockinged feet, her skirt and blouse drenched, she walked along the side of the eerily dark road in the hopes of finding someone to
help her.

Luck has a way of going from bad to worse in times of great stress. Krista made it a little more than a mile when her luck took a decided
turn for the worse. Unable to see more than a foot in front of her face, Krista's left foot slid off the road and into a water-filled ditch.
She lost balance and in she went, her foot and leg twisting painfully beneath her. She sank an inch or two into mud and hung her head in
defeat.

Lifting herself out of the ditch she nearly fell to the ground as the pain shot through her foot and up her leg. She sat at the edge of the
ditch and gently felt around the sore ankle. It hurt like hell but she was pretty sure it wasn't broken. She rubbed it for another ten
minutes before the pain started to ease. Still no one came to her rescue.

Limping, drenching wet, and stressed out to no end, Krista made her way down the road. The only silver lining in the whole ordeal was the
rain washed away the mud from her clothing so that she was once again clean. At least as clean as someone taking a bath in the rain can be.


"OH MY GOD!" she exclaimed. "Please tell me I'm not fucking seeing things!" she said as she saw lights up ahead on the left. She had gone
more than two miles and her ankle was hurting so bad she wanted to cry, but she hobbled on towards the lights. Lights that grew brighter the
closer she got.


Excerpt..

Rain beat down on the windshield faster and harder than the wipers could keep up. There wasn't a street light for miles and the headlights

of Krista's Lexus did little to illuminate the road ahead. The jets of water flying by either side of her car reminded her of a water skiing

trip she made last summer and her mind started to wander. Bad decision when driving in a torrential downpour.


Had it been daytime, or clearer skies she would have seen the massive pothole her front right tire was headed for. Unfortunately for her it

was 2:19 a.m. without a star in the clouded sky rain flooded everything. The tire sank into the pothole and she lost control of the car. If

her husband Mike was driving he would have reacted to the dangerous situation and steered the car to safety.


Krista jerked the steering wheel. The car careened to the left faster than she expected and before she could correct her mistake there was a

thunderous bang as her car nosedived into a deep ditch along the road. The airbag went off slamming into her face at 200 miles an hour and

stunning her momentarily. The engine spit and sputtered and then died; leaving her stranded in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin.


"Thank god I'm not wearing my glasses," she said wearily as she sat back. She had heard horror stories about airbags breaking glasses into

the wears eyes and ever since then she opted for contacts. She didn't plan on getting into any accidents, but she wanted to be as safe as

reasonably possible just in case.


"FUCK! You've got to be kidding me!" here the next words out of her mouth as she pulled her cell phone from her purse to see that it was

deader than her now wrecked car. She moved her body starting with rotating her head side to side and moving down to shake her arms and

wiggle her fingers. She stretched her legs out as far as she could. Everything seemed to be in working order except for the headache she was

getting from the airbag slamming into her face. She looked in the rearview mirror. Her face was beet red.


The rain showed no signs of letting up anytime soon, and in fact, if what the weather man said was true it was going to rain like this well

into tomorrow. The last…anything…she passed was a gas station some ten miles back. There was nothing in both direction except for open

fields and a long dark road ahead.


Krista grabbed for the umbrella lying on the passenger seat, looked out the window at the heavy rain and winds, and tossed it back to its

former resting spot. She thought about waiting for someone to drive by and hope they stopped to help her, but two things crossed her mind.

The first was no one in their right mind was going to get out in this weather to help anyone. And her second thought was that she hadn't

seen a car in the last hour so why would she expect to see one now that she needed it?


She took a deep breath and stepped out of the car. The chill of the rain and wind froze her to the bone despite it being nearly 60 degrees.

With stockinged feet, her skirt and blouse drenched, she walked along the side of the eerily dark road in the hopes of finding someone to

help her.


Luck has a way of going from bad to worse in times of great stress. Krista made it a little more than a mile when her luck took a decided

turn for the worse. Unable to see more than a foot in front of her face, Krista's left foot slid off the road and into a water-filled ditch.

She lost balance and in she went, her foot and leg twisting painfully beneath her. She sank an inch or two into mud and hung her head in

defeat.


Lifting herself out of the ditch she nearly fell to the ground as the pain shot through her foot and up her leg. She sat at the edge of the

ditch and gently felt around the sore ankle. It hurt like hell but she was pretty sure it wasn't broken. She rubbed it for another ten

minutes before the pain started to ease. Still no one came to her rescue.


Limping, drenching wet, and stressed out to no end, Krista made her way down the road. The only silver lining in the whole ordeal was the

rain washed away the mud from her clothing so that she was once again clean. At least as clean as someone taking a bath in the rain can be.




"OH MY GOD!" she exclaimed. "Please tell me I'm not fucking seeing things!" she said as she saw lights up ahead on the left. She had gone

more than two miles and her ankle was hurting so bad she wanted to cry, but she hobbled on towards the lights. Lights that grew brighter the

closer she got.



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Victoria got her start writing erotica after an unfortunate skiing accident that resulted in a fractured leg. Finding herself stuck indoors with nothing better to do, she picked up a pen and pad of paper and began writing down her fantasies. Victoria's brand of erotica delves into the deepest, darkest recesses of the human mind where lurks that hidden pervert within us all.

 

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