Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... Richard exclaimed with a wry grin.

“Holy… don’t let go just yet!” Tom declared as he started to realize the predicament both Richard and the car were in.

“How can I help?” Tom asked as he looked at the car and the edge of the bridge and tried to come up with an idea himself.

“We need to… somehow… secure this car so that it doesn’t tip forward any more than it is. Otherwise…” Richard left the last part unsaid knowing the girls in the car would be able to hear him speaking.

“Is there anyone inside? Are they okay?” Tom asked, frowning as he noted that the first was a stupid question.

“Four… four girls inside. The driver is unconscious. We don’t know if she’s hurt or how badly if she is.” Richard explained, panting a little as he was beginning to tire from his exertions.

“We need some sort of anchor or a winch…” Tom said, thinking out loud really as he darted his gaze around trying to identify somewhere to tie onto the car and somewhere to tie onto the bridge.

“Yeah… a winch would be nice.” Richard barked with a mirthless laugh of exasperation.

“Wait! That’s it! I’ve been doing some fence repair on my place and I’ve got a cable fence stretcher in the back of my truck. That would work!” Richard said, his eyes lighting up for the first time since arriving on the scene.

Tom ran back to Richard’s truck and leaned over the side of the bed and started rummaging through the tools and supplies that any good farm truck might have in it. He found a coil of rope ...

... but kept looking for the fence stretcher. It was basically a small winch with a length of steel wire cable wound around a spool attached to a ratcheting hand crank. There was a hook on one end of the spool frame and another at one end of the steel cable.

The idea was to pull out the cable from the spool and attach it to an anchor point like a fence post and attach the other hook to a bar connected to the fence you wished to pull tight. Working the hand crank wound the cable up on the spool drawing the two hooks closer together, thereby stretching or tightening the fence.

Tom found the stretcher and lifted it out, then he reached back into the truck bed and grabbed the rope as well, then dashed back to the teetering car. Dropping the rope at Richard’s feet, Tom turned so that the headlights of Richard’s truck shone on the stretcher so he could see to unlock the ratchet mechanism and pull and unspool the cable.

“I’m am so glad I was lazy yesterday and didn’t put that back in the barn where it belongs.” Proclaimed Richard.

“You look like you know your way around that thing, done much fencing yourself?” Richard asked Tom as the younger man unspooled the cable.

“Yeah, you could say that. I’m usually doing it by myself though, so having one of these makes it possible.” Tom answered as he looked around again for anchor points for the stretcher’s hooks.

“Oh, I know all about doing things by yourself. I’ve been working on my place for months by myself… Hand me the ...