A loud bang permeated my thoughts as I drove along the dark country lane. My car swerved sharply to the left almost sucking me into the ditch as I struggled to keep control. The starting rain lightly hitting the roof as I shut the engine off and opened the door to survey the damage.
It was so quiet outside, almost surreal as I walked to the front of my car, the cool raindrops hitting my heated flesh as I took in the mutilated tire that was now attached to the rim of my car.
'Dammit' I spoke aloud to myself. The sound of my own voice swallowed up by the rain.
I looked around, nothing was at all familiar. I was en route to a birthday party at a friend's country home and as per usual got lost.
I kicked what was left of my tire and leaned back against the fender of my car and pulled out my cell phone. 'No service' flashed at me from across the small screen. I closed the phone and looked upward, sighing to myself. Such was my life...I swear sometimes I'm cursed! This was supposed to be a quick trip to a friends house for drinks, be polite and meet a blind date...gracefully bow out and be home for bed by 10pm. Glancing at my watch...which had stopped at 10:05pm..I wasn't going to make it.
I turned and went to the rear of the car and started to get the required gear. Checking through all the compartments I was not surprised to find that I had no jack at all. Thanking my sister, who had had the last blow out in my car, I was sure that it lay somewhere on the side of the road between here and where ever the hell she went. Now surely a housing project for a group of small furry creatures.
I spun around, searching for life. It had been about an hour since I left my friends house and about a half hour since I had seen another car on the road. Surveying a full 360 degrees I could just barley see a light atop a hill just to my left. I didn't think it was that far and surely there was someone home at this time of night. So, grabbing my jacket, Oh wait now, that's right...no jacket...I hadn't anticipated a walk through the rain in tonight's festivities, I wrapped my arms around my already soaked clothing and started my trek.
Finding no driveway or path, I made a beeline toward the light. My heels sunk into the damp ground and my skin dimpled as I walked. I was cold. Bloody freezing actually. The sound of my teeth chattering competing with the sounds of the night around me. My nipples puckered almost painfully against the material of my white blouse, my once cute, flirty little black skirt clung to my legs like a wet rag as I walked. My hair hung in rattails around my make-up streaked face.
I glanced up at the 'house' as I got closer and closer to it. House was a relative term when referring to the place I found myself approaching. Mansion was more appropriate. It was huge! There were lights shining through the windows on what looked like three floors, it was very gothic looking but I was sure that it was probably just the rain and the night that made it look almost menacing.
I approached the huge double doors and raised what looked to be a large lions head knocker, letting it fall against the door plate with a loud 'CLANG'
Doing this twice more I had almost given up hope and started to turn away as the door slowly opened. I found myself staring into one of the most stoic faces I think I have ever seen in my life. He looked me up and down slowly, fixing his stare at my cold hard nipples that were jutting out in front of me and I found myself almost cringing at his perusal. Then, making me jump a little he spoke to me in a rather monotone voice,
"Can I help you?"
I stumbled on my words, hoping he thought is was more from the cold than from his seemingly lifeless stare at my rain soaked body.
"Yes umm...sorry to umm...bother you but...I ...umm....that is my car....." I wrapped my arms around myself as he continued to stare at my chest, "Do you have a phone I might borrow?"
He smiled at me then, an almost surreal kind of grin as his eyes finally met mine. "Of course young lady, please come in"
I stepped through the threshold and into the house. The door closing behind me with only a small click. The little noise sent a shiver down my spine as I turned to Mr. Creepy Guy and asked where the phone was.
He led me to the library, I assumed that's what it was because the room was full of books from floor to ceiling. Decorated in dark reds and browns it was opulent and rich looking, a very alpha male type domain. He left quickly, closing the heavy door behind him.
I almost ran to the large desk, seeing the phone like a beacon of light atop the dark wood. Lifting the receiver I almost cried out in frustration hearing only the click-click-click of an obviously dead line.
I turned around to find Mr. Creepy had returned to the room. I started to thank him, explaining that I would return to my car and see if I could flag down a passing motorist to take me into the nearest town or even back into the city.
He smiled that unsettling smile again, "You will find no one out this late at night. I have spoken to the Masters and they has graciously offered you lodgings for the night," his voice was still devoid of any emotion as he spoke, "I will show you to your rooms."
He turned and started to walk away, I followed slowly, weighting my options. Needless to say, it didn't take long. Cold car for the night or warm mansion...DUH! No thinking required. I quickened my pace to follow him.
I took in my surroundings as he led me up a large old fashioned staircase. The place was amazing, marble and hardwood everywhere. Old paintings that looked to be some sort of a family collection adorned the walls of the hallway he lead my down. I stopped a few times to look at this and that. Mr. Creepy was patient and waited for me as I took everything in.
The paintings were of the males of the family, they all looked remarkably alike. Real manly men, the same dark hair, big shoulders, chiseled cheekbones, soft supple lips...and they all had the most unusual eyes I have ever seen in my life! Some of them had the most amazing light green and others with and almost surreal light blue. All of them looks so remarkable alike you would think it was the same man pained over and over except for the eye color. 'Must be a genetic thing,' I thought to myself as I walked, Made me wonder what the current master of the house looked like.
Creepy opened a door to the right and led me inside. I drew in my breath. The room was huge and the furniture was even bigger! It was beautifully decorated and filled with antiques. A large, beautifully carved canopy bed in the center, covered with a dark red comforter while dark red lace curtains hung from each post. A large vanity covered with almost everything that a woman could need. Brushes, combs and various perfumes. Creepy opened two doors, explaining that one was the walk in closet and change area, the other was the bathroom. He told me to help myself to anything I found in either and to make myself at home. Everything I could possibly need, I would find.
I thanked him, still in awe of my surroundings and heard the door close behind me as he left the room. I ran my fingers over the bed spread, it was pure silk I was sure. I peeked into the closet and was surprised to see an entire woman's wardrobe hanging there.
I decided to choose something after I was warmed by the bath and felt human again. I went into the bathroom and turned on the hot water, filling the huge claw foot tub. I slipped out of my cold wet clothes and into the water, moaning as it covered me up to my neck. My nipples hurt from being so cold and I gasped as the hot water caressed them. They grew hard again but this time for an all together different reason. I rubbed one gently with the tip of my finger as I lay back and closed my eyes.
I moaned as my fingers trailed lower, below the water line. Slipping slowly over my torso and teasing through the little bit of hair above my mostly shaved pussy. I spread my legs wide, one over the edge of the tub as I imagined one of those sexy men from the hallway with his head between my thighs.
As I brushed over my clit, I envisioned his tongue, hot and wet darting out of his mouth to taste and tease me, my thighs locked around his head. Moving my hips slowly against my hand I explored myself. Slipping in and out of the fold of my pussy and tapping lightly at my clit. I rubbed and circled, sinking my fingers deep inside myself as I thought about his tongue there. I let me head loll back; my long brown hair brushing the floor as my hips lifted and fell, bucking my sex against my fingers. I came hard, thinking about those unique pale green eyes looking up into mine.
I stepped from the bath, wrapping myself in the king size towel and glancing into the mirror as I walked by. I looked invigorated, my skin was pink, my face flushed. My blue eyes red rimmed the only indication of the stress of my night. I smiled at myself, and chuckled thinking that little bath was more stimulating that I would ever have thought it could be.
I entered the closet and started to look through the dresses. My attention was immediately drawn to a large, flat box that lay on the floor. I crouched down low and opened it to find a collection of sex toys! I was so surprised I almost fell over. Everything I could possible need was an understatement.
My pussy clenched as I looked over the contents. There was vibrators, various sized dildos, a strap on harness, anal plugs, beads, eggs, Ben Wa balls...literally every type of toy or vibrator that I had ever or imagined plus different kinds of hand cuffs, floggers, paddles and collars rounded out the collection. And of course, an extra large size bottle of lube. I ran to the door and flipped the little lock there and went back to the closet, retrieving the box and pulling it up on the bed, taking out a few things that I knew I would like, I placed the towel down over the comforter, not wanting to mar anything in my hosts home.
