The snowstorm had started early on that cold and dark New Year's Eve night. Tara drove impatiently though the thick storm trying to reach her love. She couldn't believe the year had passed so quickly since her boyfriend had proposed to her.
Tara and William had been talking about reconciling for some time now and he had said that he could be reached at the bar until a certain time. She had to reach him, Tara wanted this night to be something that neither one would forget, and would always cherish.
Tara was so impatient to get to William and tell him that she would accept his proposal that she decided to take a back road that would shorten her trip by twenty minutes. She checks to make sure that she looked ok for her love when she arrived. Tara had a sly grin on her face as she ran her hand down the front of her dress smoothing any creases that may be there.
She knew her red strapless dress would drive him crazy. It fit her thin figure perfectly, drawing out every curve on her body, men always wanted her and she knew it but she wanted to save herself for William. She looked in the mirror and pushed some of her auburn hair out of her beautiful green eyes.
Consumed by her effort to look perfect, she hit a patch of ice going around a corner and went spinning out of control. He car flew down the ditch and crashed into a tree, lunging her into the steering wheel.
"William" she moaned as unconsciousness set in.
She awoke a half hour later shaken up and bruised in a couple of places, but in good condition non-the less. She rubbed her head as she unbuckled her seat belt. Slightly confused buy what had happened she reached into her purse and pulled out her cell phone. She dialed William's number, knowing that he would know what to do.
There was no connection where she was, so she got out of the car and walked around the car trying to get reception. After a minute or two of trying she gave up and looked back to see what happened. The car was a wreck; there was no way it could drive out of the ditch. She had to get to a phone and call William.
Tara knew that there was a big house on this road further down so she started to head up the ditch. As she steadied herself up on the road she slipped on the ice and fell down.
"This is not my night," she said pulling herself back up and headed down the road. She walked down the road until she reached the house, there were cars filling up the large driveway.
"Hmmm, they must be having a party, hope they don't mind if I use there phone."
She walked up the driveway looking at the windows trying to see what was going on. She couldn't see anything but there were loud voices and music. She tried to straighten herself up but it was a hopeless cause. As she went to knock a man opened it up and jumped back, started to see her.
"Are you ok, what happened?" the man said looking at her from tip to toe noticing her wet dress clinging to her curves.
He listened to her story with a grin on his face and ushered her inside. He motioned for her to follow him down a large dimly lit hallway. As she pressed on she could hear odd sounds from the side rooms and though the closed doors. When they arrived at the end of the hall he opened a door the kitchen and pointed at the phone on the wall.
She listened as he left the room to talk with his butler telling him to assist her in anything she needed. She dialed the number to the bar that William said he would be at. Miraculously William was still there.
She explained to him what had happened and in that caring and gentle manner of his he agreed to meet her at the house, and they would figure out what to do from there. She put the phone on the receiver with a large weight lifted off her shoulders, there was still a chance the evening could go as planned.
Tara walked out into the hallway where the butler was waiting. "Where may I find that nice gentleman?"
"Down the hall miss. Would you care for something to eat first?"
"No thank you." Tara said starting down the hall.
She walked down the hall until she came to a door where voice, apparently moaning in pain. She opened the door partially peeking inside. She saw a naked petite woman being tied to a large table and blindfolded by a tall muscle bound man. Just as he finished tying the blindfold the phone rang in the kitchen. The man left though a door on the opposite wall to go and answer it. Tara raced into the room. She franticly started untying the knots; she could hear some of the conversation going on in the kitchen
"Yes Sir, we'll take care of her, no sir she won't be spoiled."
The woman whimpered when Tara took off her blindfold. Tara tried to quiet her down as she freed one of her hands. When the woman quieted down she could hear more of the conversation.
"Of course not Sir, I will tell her. We shall be expecting you, yes Sir."
With one hand free now the woman reached between her legs, pumping the not of a dildo in and out of her pussy. Several moans filled the room as Tara backed away from the woman with a look of disbelief on her face.
She hit the door and stopped. She looked over her shoulder. Her back was against the tall man. She turned and started to sink the floor. The man seemed to grow as she sank to the floor and the velvet darkness took her away.
She awoke strangely aroused to find a soft pair of hands undressing her. Alarmed, she asked what was going on. The maid replied that her name was Andrea and she had been told by the butler to get her into a warm bath. Tara looked at the woman still somewhat dazed and then slipped on the robe that she was holding for her. The maid excitedly motioned for her to follow her into the bathroom.
As Andrea bent over to turn off the steamy water, Tara couldn't help but notice that Andrea was not wearing any underwear beneath her uniform. Andrea spun to look at Tara; she smiled and slipped her breasts back into her uniform, after noticing they were exposed. Tara quickly looked away somewhat embarrassed as Andrea slid the robe from Tara's white silky shoulders. She slid slowly into the large claw foot tub and relaxed, putting her head back. Andrea took the soap and washcloth soaping it up really well and then began to wash Tara.
"My you have such beautiful and smooth skin" she remarked as the washcloth moved down Tara's body.
Tara noticed as she opened her eyes that Andrea was no longer using a washcloth, but instead her hands begin to gently caress her skin, which caused Tara to moan. Andréa liked that she was pleasing Tara and continued to move her fingers lower down Tara's body. Tara spread her legs inviting her to continue as Andrea's fingers found Tara's clit, and gently began to rub it back and forth in a teasing fashion.
