Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction and was written at the request of many readers it does not reflect the writers preferences or desires nor does it condone domestic abuse either physical or sexual and was created solely for people with a domination fetish.
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It had been a long day. Rubbing her neck Trisha leaned back in her chair looking around. Night had fallen and it was later then she had expected it to be which, given the level of concentration that her job required, was not an unusual experience. Though she detested walking home in the dark, it wasn't that the part of town she worked in was unsafe, quite the opposite in fact, the worst crime that occurred in the quaint little college town was a few of the local frat members getting a little too wasted and partying a little too loud, it was just that she had been watching far to much news lately and hearing about so many crimes, even when they were far away, tended to have a detracting effect on the nerves, the long path home didn't help matters any and was ample reason for anyone to be jumpy.
Tall for a woman, topping out at just under 5'6", Trisha had the long lean frame of someone who won the genetic lottery a slim figure which required little work but with curves in just the right places. This was not to say that she didn't exercise, though she detested the gym with all the creepy guys eyeing her, she just preferred to get her exercise in more entertaining ways... such as hiking and such...
"Well I suppose I should wrap this up and go." She muttered to herself
She sighed loudly, getting up she shut down the equipment she had been using. She had been working in the lab as a tech for a little over a year while she worked on her masters thesis, she was only a hairs breadth away from completion, and though it wasn't the most enjoyable work in the world the sizeable pay check was all the encouragement she needed with the quickly growing mountain of paper work which graduate school created.
"Good night miss Holiday." Said a voice from behind her
Gus the pudgy but friendly security guard that the university provided for the protection of their advanced research department had been coming around to do his rounds, and nearly giving her a heart attack in the process.
"Oh! You nearly scared me to death Gus!" laughed Trisha nervously "Good night."
Quickly closing and locking the door to the lab behind her, Trisha pulled on the skimpy sweat shirt she had brought with her. While it hadn't been all that cold out the last few nights, something which considering that it was late fall, was unusual in this part of the country. She worried that the thin cloth of the sweat shirt wouldn't be enough, since lab assistants weren't required to wear professional clothing she hadn't worn anything more then a tank top and jeans under her lab coat that day and even with the conjunction of the sweat shirt it was likely to be insufficient if the air was cold.
She stepped out of the building into the chilly night air, cursing silently under her breath as her fears were confirmed, she could feel her body react to the cold and saw her nipples poke out through the scant layers of clothing insulating her from the cold. She set off at a brisk pace deciding to take the short cut through the park, something she wouldn't normally have done since it deviated from the well lit path, but it shaved almost ten minutes off her trip home.
She walked quickly down the long path which twisted its way between rows of what she was sure in the daylight would be well trimmed hedges but which under the dim light of the moon, which was all but shut out by the trees overhead, were merely shapeless blobs looming out of the darkness before her and then receding again once she had passed. She could feel her heart beating faster as she hurried along the bath and her breath fogged out in front of her in the chill air.
Her head jerked around as a quick snap heralded movement off to one side and she quickened her pace. Trying to tell herself that the sound had simply been an animal moving off in the park stopped short as she came around a corner, standing before her illuminated in the pale light of the moon, which was directly over his shoulder, the enormous silhouette of a man stood in a narrow part of the path the high hedges blocking the way to either side of him.
"Excuse me?" Trisha said nervously while trying to edge around him
