Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... maybe we can throw the loop up into the car and Sylvia can loop it around Trina’s waist.” Richard said.

“But first… tie off the other end to the front of my car.” Gerald added.

“Right, that’s smart.” Tom added as he grabbed the other end of the rope and ran over to the car and tied it down securely.

“Okay… let’s try this.” Tom said, picking up the loop and coiling some of the rope over his forearm before dashing to the driver side again.

“Syl? Can you hear me?” He shouted, mostly from the adrenaline surging through is system.

“Yes.” Came the fearful reply.

“We’re going to try something, but we need your help again.” Tom began.

“How? What do you need… me to do?” Sylvia asked in response.

“I’m going to try to throw the end of a rope up into the car to you. I need you to get it around Trina’s waist. It needs to go over her head and shoulders so that it’s under her arms at least. Are you ready?” He shouted.

“I… uh… yeah… okay. I’ll try.” Sylvia called back.

Tom rocked the looped end of the rope in his right hand as if winding up for a pitch, then tossed the end of the rope up and through the driver side open door. The rope landed between Trina’s back and the back rest of her seat… but the weight of the rope caused it to pull right back out and fall to the pavement at Tom’s feet.

“Hang on… let me try again.” Tom called out as he picked the end of the rope up again and rocked his arm before tossing it again.

The rope landed in the same place ...

... again, but Sylvia reached out and snatched the end before it could pull back out of the car.

“I’ve got it!” She yelled “Now what?” She asked loudly.

“Pull the rope through the eye to make the loop a little bigger. Then slide one side of the loop over Trina’s head and shoulders.” Tom called out as he held the rope.

Sylvia had no idea what she was doing with the rope, to her knowledge, she’d never even touched a rope before. She figured out that the little loop on the end was what Tom was calling they eye, so she pulled the rope through that. It did indeed make a loop like he described. Buoyed by this little success, Sylvia took one side of that larger loop and draped it over Trina’s head. The problem was that Trina’s head was laying on the steering wheel so she had to somehow pull her head back enough to get the rope past her face. With an awkward tug on Trina’s blond hair, Sylvia was able to get the rope between the girls face and the steering wheel.

“Okay… I’ve got the rope over her head and shoulders. I can’t lift her arms to get them through though… what do I do?” Sylvia yelled.

“Pull the rope as far down her back and chest as you can… down to her elbows if you can.” Tom called out.

Sylvia tugged and managed to get the rope to slide down a little further, it was almost to Trina’s elbows on her arms and at the small of her back behind her. As she tugged one last time, the car shifted yet again, tilting forward just a bit more. She froze up again and her breath ...