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Ryanmo97

Ryanmo97

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Joined
May 18, 2010
Ryan Morris
Age: 31
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan looked around at his dungeon and decided that it was time to put his plan into action. He made a small fortune thanks to some good investments and was able to retire early. So he deiced that he wanted a sex slave. He went about building the perfect dungeon in the basement. It was completely soundproof, there was a small room that just consisted of a bed, a small bathroom with a shower, then there was the main room there was a bed on one side of the room, a pair of shackles hung from the ceiling in the middle of the room and a pair of shackles rested on the floor embedded in the concrete floor. On the other side of the room was a cabinet that held very sexual devices. And the door could only be opened with a 5 digit code of his choosing.

Once the dungeon was done, He set out to find his slave. He looked through the newspaper checking out the ads for used cars. So far he hadn't had any luck finding any good looking single women. Most of the ads were placed by guys and the times he got a woman who answered the phone, when he came to check out the car, it turned out the woman was married. It was around noon, when he reached his latest prospect's house. He looked over the car sitting in the driveway. Then he walked up to the door and rang the bell.
 
A young beautiful woman answered the door, she was around 19 or 20. She was wearing a loose white button down shirt, faded jeans and a lose tie. She had long light blonde curly hair and icy blue eyes. Her name was Nicole. She was in very good shape with a rather large bust of 38C or a small D. She stared up at the man. "Yes?" Her icy blue eyes stared into his.
 
Ryan waited for the door to open and smiled when. The young blond woman opened the door he smiled. She looked so sexy in her a white blouse, faded jeans, knee-high leather boots, and a black and white scarf. "Hi, there," he said, "I called a little while ago about the car for sale." He tried to look very friendly.
 
Nicole smiles. "Oh ya, You must be Ryan. I'm Nicole." She closes the door behind her as she steps out with him, walking over to the car. "There it is." She turns back to him and smiles some. "I'm wanting around 3,000. It is a fixer-uper." She smiles and leans against the car. "Is that okay?"
 
They walked out to the car. He walked behind her so he could get a good look at her ass as they walked. Then they reached the car, he looked over the car but found it hard to keep his eyes off of Nicole, "Mmm... Not bad..." he said as he walked around the car. "It's not really for me it for my girlfriend. Her birthday's coming up and I need to make up for the steak knives I got her for her Christmas..."
 
Nicole watches as he examines the car. "Well, This will defentaly make up for some steak knifes." She laughs softly. "Is it in your price range?" She stared at him, crossing her arms as she leaned against the car.
 
"Actually, it's priced a bit more than I'm willing to spend," said Ryan, "but, I'll tell you what... I'll give you the price your asking for... If you throw in your boots..."
 
Nicole stared at him strangely. "My boots? Why?" She looked up at him. "You can't just pay the price? Why do you even want my boots?"
 
Ryan smiled, "My girlfriend and you wear the same size, I think. And, It would be a fun story. I can tell my girlfriend that I drove such a hard bargain that I got you to throw in your finest footwear. And you can tell people some lunatic actually paid asking price for your car but only if you threw in the boots off your feet..."
 
Nicole shrugs some. "Um, Okay." She mumbles. "Let me go take them off and put some other ones on." She begins to talk to the house.
 
"No, How about you just take them off here?" said Ryan as he took out his check book and started to make out a check, "And, after that would you like to check your trunk to make sure you've got everything out of it?"
 
Nicole looks back at him. "Okay?" She pulls off her boots and puts them next to him. "I'm pretty sure I got everything out of it, but I can look again." She walks behind the car and pulls out the key, opening it and looking in. "I think I got everything."
 
As she looked inside and he walked up behind her and then shoved a needle in her right thigh. She could feel the drug instantly going through her system.

"It's ketomien, dear... A very powerful tranquilizer vets use on injured race horses. Your mind will stay clear but your body will go completely numb, " Ryan then eased Nicole into the trunk of the car. "Guess I owe you an explanation. I'm not buying your car... I've chosen you to be my sex slave... If you are good then you will live a life beyond your wildest dreams... But if you are bad, then you will live a life beyond your darkest nightmares... Why don't you lay there awhile and think about which life you want to lead..." Then he closed the trunk lid, he picked up the boots, hopped in the drivers seat and headed for his home
 
Nicole was caught off guard as he shoves the needle in her, groaning softly as she quickly feels the calming sensation. "W-What..?" She mumbles, her body going numb as he lays her in the trunk. "Sex slave?" She was so confused as he walked away and soon the car started. She tries to move as the car takes off, but couldn't even lift her head.
 
It wasn't a long drive to his house. He took her out of the car and she could see she was far in the woods. He carried her inside, down to the dungeon and into the small room. All that was in the room was a cot, a sink, a toilet, a Plexiglas shower stall and a few locked doors.

She was still immobilized when he started to take off her clothes except for her bra and panties. "mmm... Very nice... I'd take you now... but you wouldn't be able to enjoy it..." Then he removed her earrings, watch, and rings. Then he kissed her on the cheek.... "See you later..." He closed the door and locked it. Leaving her there just in her underwear.
 
Nicole couldn't do anything while he was carrying her to the dungeon. "Please just leave me alone!" She whimpers as he leaves. She lays back, looking around the room, unable to move. She starts to panic. "Help!" She screams. "Someone please help me!" She whimpers.
 
Ryan knew the drug would wear off in a few hours so he went upstairs to dispose of Nicole's clothes and other personal objects. Then, he went about making some dinner, Grilled chicken, oven roasted potatoes, corn and salad. There was also a plastic cup of water. There were plastic utensils as well. He smiled as he walked in, "I hope your hungry, Nicole..."
 
Nicole whimpers softly as he walks back in. She looks up a bit, still feeling very weak. "Please let me go!" She demands. "please" She whimpers, trying to move more.
 
Ryan saw her trying to move, "You should regain full movement shortly," He said, "And I'm not going to let you go, so stop asking. You belong to me now. Once you can move you can start to eat your dinner."
 
Nicole pouts some, struggling to move. After a few minutes she slowly sat up, feeling very dizzy. She couldn't move very well at the moment so she just sits up and stares at him. "I don't belong to anyone! And Im not eating." She states.
 
"Fine then you can starve to death for all I care," said Ryan, "But you do belong to me and you are now my sex slave so you better get use to the idea."
 
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