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The Mountain Man and The Business Woman (Closed to Ryanmo97 and Lilytania)

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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. Do to some great investments and he was able to make a lot of money and retire early. He build a cabin in the woods with all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. He also raised chickens and planted a garden for food. He only went to town once a week to get other food. He enjoyed his life but he missed having female companionship. So, he deiced that since he would never find a woman who was willing to give up her life to become his wife, he would stalk and kidnap a woman and make her his mate.

He packed his stuff and headed to a city, a good distance from his cabin. He walked around the office buildings to look for the woman he wanted for his mate. He always had a thing for women in business suits. To him, they looked very sexy and smart, plus it would be fun to take a woman who's use to being in charge of her own life and force her to become a mountain man's wife and the mother of his children.

He didn't stand out, he looked like a regular tourist taking pictures of the big city. After a couple of days of not finding the woman he was looking for, he found her...
 
Taylor Reynolds
Age: 25
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 125 pounds
Hair: Dark brown wavy
Eyes: Light brown/golden
Body type: Lithe, mostly average.

Taylor Reynolds was just an average young woman. She had two sisters, parents, a normal house. She had built herself up from a middle class family to a up and coming businesswoman.

Taylor walked down the streets, her golden eyes sweeping the area. She headed toward the local coffee shop, ready to get a warm coffee to wake herself up. She stood in line, patiently waiting to get to the front. She crossed her arms, brushing long, brown hair behind her ear. It fell down to the middle of her back.
 
Ryan smiled when he first saw Taylor. He knew that she was the one he wanted for his mate. He took a couple of pictures of her through the glass of the coffee shop. Then, he set to work on learning everything he needed to know about the woman he was going to make his mate. He started by following her to her office building.
 
Taylor took the coffee and paid for it, giving a gentle smile to the cashier. She took a sip of the coffee, loving the foam on top. She went to the condiments station and poured two extra creamers in and three packets of sugar. She stirred it all, then recapped the coffee and headed to her office.

Taylor walked into the office building, nodding at the secretary up front. She headed back toward the elevators, pressing the button and waiting patiently for the elevator to open. She got in, and pressed the button for floor six.
 
Ryan followed Taylor inside but didn't have security clearance to get upstairs. He lucked out that Taylor was the only one who got on the elevator. He made a note that when he saw the elevator floor indicator stop at the sixth floor. He spent the rest of his day around the building. He made sure to keep an eye out for Taylor so he could follow her home. He made some calls to some friends of his to start to get the ball rolling.
 
Taylor headed up to her office, completely oblivious to the fact that a man was following her and collecting information about her. She nodded to her secretary, and headed into her office. She sat down at her desk and began her work for the day.

When she was done at five, Taylor headed out, packing up her things and heading toward the elevators. She threw away her coffee cup and pressed the down button. She waited, then got in, heading down and walking out of the building. She walked out of the building and went to her apartment, several blocks down.
 
Ryan looked at his watch and at a few minutes past five. He saw Taylor walk out of her office building. He had all ready found her name and her address. He followed her to get a lay of the land to find the perfect place to grab Taylor when the time was right. Ryan continued his stalking for the next week. He had learned her routines and started to put his plan together for the "wedding" night.
 
A week later, Taylor was at home, after work. She stretched. She needed to do something. After a while of debating mentally, she went into her bedroom and got changed. She pulled on shorts and a tank top, and pulled her long hair up in a ponytail. She put her phone in her pocket, and plugged in her headphones. She headed out for a jog around the area.
 
Had gathered all the information he needed on Taylor. He was now ready to make her his mate. He knew that she liked to jog in the park after work some days. He had found the perfect place to hide in the park. There was a seldom used path that lead to a parking area that wasn't used anymore. It had some nice big trees. He hid behind one of the trees and waited to see if Taylor was going to go for a jog that day.

He smiled when he saw her joging down the path. When, she had jogged past his hiding spot. He ran up behind her and tacked her to the ground. He quickly gagged her and tied her up. Then he injected her in the ass with a sedative that would keep her out for awhile. He then picked her up and carried her to his car. It took about two hours to drive from the city to his place in the woods. He stopped about half way home. She was awake and a little disoriented. He gave her a sedative that would keep her out until morning.

After another hour he arrived at his cabin in the woods. He picked her up and took her inside. He took her to the master bedroom, placed her on the bed, and untied her arms and legs. He removed all of her clothes and placed a black shock device around her ankle. The device was designed to keep her from escaping. For now she wouldn't be able to leave the bedroom. But over time she would be able to go further into the house and maybe one day outside.

He walked over to the closet and unlocked it he took out a purple floral print dress, it had short sleeves, it was cut to show just a little bit of cleavage and it would go down to just above her ankles. He also took out a pair of black Mary Jane pumps. Then he walked over to the dresser and unlocked it and took out a purple bra, matching bikini cut panties, purple garter belt and white stockings. Ryan then dressed her, locked the closet and the dresser and left her there in her new clothes.

He took her old clothes and went into the guest room. It was late and he was tired from the "wedding". So he took his clothes off and went to sleep.
 
Taylor jogged through the park, heading down the path no one ever used. She continued on her way, then gasped in surprise as a great weight knocked her to the ground.

Taylor struggled, and when she tried to scream, a gag was pulled into her mouth. She felt her wrists and ankles bound, and continued to struggle, until she felt a sharp pain in her ass. She felt her body shutting down, and went limp.

When Taylor woke up, she blinked, confused. She was in a car, and still unable to move. She looked up when a man moved toward her. She squirmed, whimpering, but he soon put her out again.

Taylor didn't wake until the next morning. Her eyelids fluttered open. She rubbed her head, whimpering. She slowly sat up, looking around. She didn't recognize the place. She slowly got up, and realized she was in new clothes. In a panic, she felt her body, searching for her phone. "Damnit," she hissed, heading toward the door. She opened the door, but yelped as she felt a shock. She whimpered, shrinking back. She sat down on the floor, pulling up the skirt enough to reveal the black device on her ankle. Where was she?
 
Ryan got up that morning and tended to the chickens before starting breakfast. He fixed his new bride a nice breakfast of pancakes, bacon, fresh fruit, and orange juice. He was about to head to the bedroom, when heard her yelp. He knew that she was awake.

He walked into the bedroom and saw her sitting on the floor. Ryan was wearing a plaid shirt, jeans, and boots. He put on his best smile and walked into the room, "Good morning, Taylor. I hope that shock didn't hurt you too badly." He placed the tray of food next to her on the floor, "I hope you're hungry."
 
Taylor looked up at the man that had walked into the room carrying the tray of food. She frowned at him. She thought for a moment, then recognized him as the man that had put her out after she had woken up that first time. She shied away from him, backing up a couple feet. "Let me go," she whimpered. "I want to go home."
 
"You are home, Taylor," said Ryan, "I've brought you here to make you my wife.You are going cook, clean and one day you are going to be the mother of my children. Now, if you are willing to become my wife now, then you will be rewarded. But, if you don't want to be come my wife now, then we will have to do things the hard way. So what is it going to be, Joanne?"
 
Taylor was tense, her nails digging into the floor. She listened to him. His wife? She's never seen this man in her life, and he had kidnapped her to do housekeeping and bear him children? She looked at him, then shook her head. "I don't know you. I don't want to be here. Take me home." She scooted away from him, backing into a corner.
 
Ryan shook his head and walked up to her, "No... Like I said, you are now my wife, Taylor. Now, you can accept your new life and agree to become my wife or I can pick you up, chain you to the bed, cut the nice new clothes I've given you of your body, fuck you as hard as I can and you can spend the rest of your life as nothing more than just a living blow up doll. Getting fucked three times a day with nothing but oatmeal to eat. What will it be, Taylor? Become my wife or my sex toy? What's your choice?"
 
Taylor's eyes widened as he gave her her options. She pulled her knees to her chest, protecting herself. Wife was better than sex toy. "I-I'll be your wife," she stuttered. She looked him up and down. "Where are we?" she asked. She felt like she had been out a long time. She hoped she'd eventually be able to get her phone back. She hoped she would at least have a sign, wherever he had taken her.
 
Ryan smiled when she said she would be his wife. "We are far in the mountains. There is only one road out of here. No one will know what happened to you. I've disposed of your old clothes and smashed your phone to bits. There is no way for you to contact the outside world. You are here for the rest of your life... Now..." Ryan brought the food over to her, "Eat up and I'll give you a tour of your new home."
 
Taylor looked up at him with worried eyes. She shifted nervously. He had destroyed her phone, her clothes. She didn't have much of a family still alive. Her secretary would probably look for her. "What about my secretary?" she asked. She slowly took the food and ate.
 
Ryan watched her eat. He was a little curious as to why she asked about her secretary, "I'm sure she'll be assigned to a new boss... There wasn't a sole around when I took you. So, keep any thought of being found out of your head." Once she was finished he said, "So, Taylor, are you ready to see your new home?"
 
Taylor looked up at him. She looked back down at her lap. She blinked, brushing hair out of her face. It wasn't fair. She looked up at him again. After she finished eating, she nodded slowly. "What about the anklet?" she asked quietly. She looked down at her ankle. She wasn't going to go through unless she thought she wouldn't get shocked.
 
Ryan took an iPhone out of his pocked and entered a code. "There we go... Now, you are free to move about the house. But, if you try to go out of any of the windows or doors, you'll get shocked." Ryan offered her hand and helped her to her feet. Then, they walked out the door to a hallway. They walked past a couple of empty guest rooms. "These will be for our children." They they walked down the stairs to the living room. It wasn't very big but it was tastefully decorated. Then, he took her into the kitchen where it had all the most modern appliances, "What do you think?"
 
Taylor took his hand, standing up. When she went through the door, she half expected to be shocked senseless. When she didn't, she continued. As they walked, she looked around the house. As she saw the extra bedrooms, she thought for a moment. It seemed so impossible that'd she'd have children with this man. She eyed him. At the end of the tour, she nodded slowly. "It's nice," she said slowly. She looked up at him.
 
Ryan smiled, "I'm glad you like it... That's the end of our tour for now... If I think you can be trusted I will let you out of the house one day... Now, I think its time we consummate our new relationship, Don't you?"
 
Taylor looked up at him. She brushed hair out of her face gently, and nodded. She looked at him, her eyes gentle. "If you're ready, I suppose so," she said. She was still reluctant to be his wife, but supposed it was her only way, unless she wanted to be his little fuck doll.
 
Ryan took his hand upstairs and back to the bedroom he stood he next to the bed and started to kiss her. As he kissed her he reached behind her back and started to unzip her dress.
 
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