Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... string, but it held. The girls inside, the ones conscious anyway, all yelped in fear as they felt the car shift.

“HOLD IT, HOLD IT, HOLD IT!” Richard shouted needlessly but alarmed.

Tom had stopped working the stretcher’s arm when the car shifted. His mind, however, was in overdrive as he tried to think of something more. As he was looking around frantically trying to come up with an idea, Tom caught something out of the corner of his eye, a red and blue flash. Turning his head to look directly in the direction at the other end of the bridge, he saw more flashes from the shadows at the bend in the road. Suddenly a car’s headlights joined the flashing and the car roared onto the far end of the bridge headed towards them.

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Sheriff Potter had been speeding towards the fairgrounds after being called at home and woken up by Betty. She had stopped in at the department to pick up her car and had heard the radio call from Cam about the fire and having to take Duke to the hospital in Kansas City. She immediately called Gerald, the Sheriff, to let him know and to authorize calling in another off-duty deputy or two. He told her yes, and then got out of bed as well.

It never failed, something always seemed to happen or trouble of some sort or another popped up on the night of the Wilding. This year was no different. The fact that Duke had been hurt however, was concerning for Gerald. So, he got dressed and got in his cruiser and sped towards the fairgrounds to ...

... find out more of what had happened or was going on. He was somewhat surprised, however, when he got to the narrows bridge over the lake and came upon the scene of a wreck and two men trying to prevent a car from plunging over the side into the lake.

Gerald killed the siren but left his lights flashing to warn other traffic that might come along. He angled his spot light on this side of the car illuminating the station wagon, one that he recognized as belonging to Walter Vivian Wainwright… First Duke, now Walt’s car? Could they be connected? Surely not. Gerald climbed out of his car and walked briskly to the teetering car and to the two men at the back trying to secure it.

“Sheriff! You don’t know how welcomed a sight you are right now.” Richard said as Gerald came around to the back of the car to see the cable hooked to the bumper mount stretching to the bumper of the truck parked a few paces away.

“Fellas…” Gerald said in way of greeting as he continued to look the situation over. “This looks a little… precarious.” He added then heard whimpering from the car and quickly turned his head to look.

Richard saw the Sheriff’s attention turn to the car’s passenger compartment and he nodded.

“There are four inside. One is unconscious, the other three are scared silly. I asked them to remain as still as they can so that the car doesn’t shift anymore… but they are getting panicky.” Richard spoke softly in hopes the girls couldn’t hear what he told the Sheriff.

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