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The Silent Treatment (Ryanmo97 x Tasinga Nightwolf)

Emma nodded her head and then got in smiling at the sight of her favorite soap and sniffing it for a moment before wetting her body and then the bar of soap. She started with her chest and stomach. Moving to her arms she made sure to get them good. Then setting the bar down she did her hair enjoying the smell of the shampoo and soaking it in until it was well lathered.

After that she added conditioner and then relaxed under the water some letting her neck and back soak in the heat. " Thank you." she said after a little. Then she rubbed her legs lastly along with between her legs. She paused when she tried to reach her back. "Um... help please?" She asked.
 
Ryan stood there and smiled as he watched Emma wash herself. He was glad that she was seemingly enjoying herself. He knew that in time she would be all his to enjoy. He just had to be patient. When she asked for him to wash her back he nodded, he walked up to her and started to wash her back.
 
Emma stayed still as she washed her back. Her arms crossed in-front of her like guarding herself clearly shy. her back was smooth like the rest of her and she smiled a little over her shoulder though it was filled with a bit of tension and fear.
 
Ryan smiled back at her as he washed her back. Once she was done with her shower he handed her a towel so she could dry off. Once Emma was back in her cell he was going to dispose of the clothes she came into his house with... From now on she would only wear the clothes he gave her to wear. On the toilet seat there was a set of clean clothes in Emma's size. A simple blue blouse, a black pleated skirt that would reach her knees, a pair of blue satin and lace panties, and a pair of black Mary Jane flats.
 
Looking at her clothes Emma said. "Thank you." She started to dry herself so that the clothes would not stick to her skin. She then started to wonder what was to come next." Any plans or thoughts? I just um.... " Smiling a little she then sat down on the toilet. He was at least being nice and not mean to her at the moment.
 
When Emma asked about any plans or thought he just shook his head and pointed at the clothes. Once she was dressed, he blindfolded her and took her back to her cell. And that's the way it went for the next seven days. He would feed her oatmeal for breakfast and fondle her breasts. Then he would take her to the bathroom to shower and give her clean clothes. The clothes were always the same A simple blue blouse, a black pleated skirt that would reach her knees, a pair of blue satin and lace panties, and a pair of black Mary Jane flats. Then he would take her back to her cell and leave her alone until lunch. He would give her chicken noodle soup and fondle her breasts. Then he would leave her alone until dinner. He would give her chicken noodle soup and fondle her breasts.

On the seventh day, when he took her back to her cell, after he took her back to her cell. He stood with her next to her cot. But instead of leaving he slowly started to unbutton her blouse.
 
Emma was loosing track of time quickly and even looking forward for his visits at times. She wished he would talk to her though. On the seventh day when he started to undo her top she panicked trying to step back visibly shaken. "What? Why?" Her breath was going fast and her eyes wide as she looked at him. "Do we have to?"
 
Ryan nodded. He finished unbuttoning her blouse he pushed it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then he reached behind her back to unzip her skirt. This was another test for her. If she allowed him to have sex with him then she would be ready for the next part of her training... If not then, her training would have to be adjusted.
 
Emma was tense her brain and body saying two different things. Her body like if not loved the contact her brain was screaming at her to fight him and try to get away. Her face was a mix of fear and confusion. If she resisted he could hurt her or worse stop coming to see her, but of she did not fight he would be just doing as he wished with her.
 
Once Emma's skirt hit the floor he helped her step out of it and he set her down on the cot. Then, Ryan started to take his clothes off. So far, she was doing very well. Once Ryan was down to his boxer shorts he sat down on the bed next to her and started kissing her.
 
Emma took a few moments to fully relax into the kiss. She was confused about how she should be re-acting to him. After a few moments she pulled back for air and her cheeks were flushed a deep red." Ah... I um..... Not sure if I should do this... I mean um... I mean I do not know how to do it." Clearly the young woman was confused.
 
Ryan just continued kissing Emma. He reached behind her and unfastened her bra. Then he started to kiss down her body to her breasts. Then, he started to suck on left breast. His right hand moved down to her panties. His hand ducked under the waistband and started to play with her pussy.
 
Emma yelped some pulling back her eyes flying open and looking down at his hand in her panties. She wanted to stop him, but her body was re-acting differently. Her nipples all ready perky and her pussy becoming damp to the touch.
 
Ryan played with Emma's pussy and sucked on her nipples for several moments. Then he reached down and removed her panties. Ryan stood up and removed his boxer shorts showing her his hard 9" cock. Then he climbed back on top of Emma. He positioned his cock so it was just touching her pussy lips. Then he waited to see what she would say before he entered her.
 
Emma froze and looked at him frightened." Pl-please don't. I haven't dome this before." Her heart was hamering inside her chest like a drum as she felt him over her. Her body both tense with fear but wanting as well. She closed her eyes to keep herself from crying knowing he was going to just do as he wished and she could not stop him.
 
Ryan then stood up gathered up all of the clothes both his and hers and walked out of the room, locking the door the door behind him, leaving her there naked. This was a lesson for her. She needed to learn that she couldn't say 'no' to him. He was in charge not her. That afternoon instead of him going into her room to feed her. He placed the food in a slot next to the door and opened the slot on her side. She wouldn't see him again for awhile.
 
Emma watched was he left and was stunned when he took her clothes. She laid there now cold and was completely confused about what to do she had said no out of fear of him. Yet she feared saying no. Waiting for him to come back she then was surprised when he slid the food the under the door. She then waited again, but time seemed forever slow and long. She felt herself wanting him to come back.
 
For a week she didn't see him. He left her naked in her room only feeding her through the slot in the wall. Then one morning he walked into her room with a bowl of oatmeal. He locked the door and walked over to her.
 
Emma stayed on the bed she was cold and curled up when she saw him she smiled a little bit, but soon just closed her eyes again feeling tired." One moment..." She finally sat up after a few seconds rubbing her temples trying to clear the fog in her head.
 
Emma ate slowly at first but nodded her head rubbing her temples. "Did I do something wrong? I did not mean too I um... Just don't know how that sort of thing works."
 
When she asked if she did something wrong he just nodded. He continued to feed her and he reached up and started to play with her breasts.
 
Once Emma was done eating he blindfolded her and took her to the bathroom to shower and get some clean clothes. Once the shower was over, he took her back to her room and started to undress her like before.
 
Emma was scared at first, but as he led her around she learned he could be trusted. As he undressed her she started to shiver some in both fear and the chill of being naked. He was looking at her and she could not see him. This was nerve racking.
 
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