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Ryanmo97

Ryanmo97

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Ryan was walking through the farmer's market getting some fresh fruit. Even though he could have the fruit delivered to his home. He preferred to get it himself. He was a self-made millionaire thanks to some good investments and knowing when to stay in and when to get out. He almost had everything a person could want. Except for someone to share it with.

He didn't like to go out to bars and clubs and he struck out many times on Internet dating. Things would be going good then at some point, the conversation got around to sexual fantasies. He tell her his sexual fantasy, he wanted a woman that would give him complete control of her life. Then, the woman he was dating would freak out and he'd never hear from them again. So, he just spent his time at home, maybe taking a trip once and awhile, but except for his friends... he was alone.

He was dressed pretty casually, a blue polo shirt, shorts, and sneakers. He was 31, had short brown hair, 5' 11", 190 lbs. As he was walking to his car with his stuff. A woman bumped into him.
 
Natasha had gotten up early today to head to the local Farmer's Market. They had the best fresh produce and for a lot less than you could find them in stores. She loved it and enjoyed talking directly to the farmer's or their helpers. It was a very calm atmosphere.

Since the weather was starting to get warmer, she had worn a light tank top, green to match her eyes and compliment her dazzling red locks. She had a light jacket over her arm in case a breeze picked up. She was wearing a pair of khaki shorts, strewn with pockets, rivets, and buttons, but only extending about two inches below her ample buttocks. She wore a pair of flat gladiator sandals, feeling playful, enjoying how it reminded her of having her legs bound.

As she headed into the market, not paying much attention to where she was going, she ran directly into a handsome man, two large bags of fresh produce in his arms. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't hurt you, did I?" She smiled, quickly giving him a once over. He was at least half a foot taller than her, so she had to look up a little to see his face.
 
Ryan looked down at the woman who had bumped into him. She was absolutely gorgeous, almost as if his dream girl was plucked from his head and now standing in front of him. He smiled when she asked if he was OK, "Oh yes... I'm fine... I really should look where I'm going." He set his bags down and brushed some pretend dust off of his shirt. "No harm. No foul... How about you? Are you OK?"
 
Natasha blushed, smiling widely. "No, really, it was all my fault. I'm fine. Do you need help with your bags?" He was definitely handsome and well-built, probably three times as strong as she'd ever even hope to be. She wondered how it would feel to have his large hands around her neck, choking her to orgasm. She shivered, blocking out the image. "Please, let me make it up to you." She pointed across the street. "I could buy you breakfast, or at least a coffee."
 
Ryan smiled at the offer, "OK, since you insist, I'd love a cup of coffee. Let me take my bags to the car and I'll meet you there.. My name's Ryan by the way..." He held out his hand for the young woman to shake.

A short time later, he walked into the cafe and saw Natasha siting at a table near the back he smiled and walked over to her and sat down, "So, Natasha, tell me about yourself..."
 
Natasha took his hand. "I'm Natasha. It's a pleasure to meet you." Once they finished introductions, she walked across the street to the small cafe and secured a table in the back corner, always appreciative of privacy. She smiled as he walked into the cafe and approached her, sitting. "Well...There's really not much to tell. I just graduated from college about a year ago. I'm 22 and I work at a cattery, taking care of animals." She sat back, throwing her long red hair over her shoulder. "What about you? What do you do for fun, Ryan?"
 
Ryan looked into Natasha's beautiful green eyes as she spoke. She was so good looking, "Well, I grew up in a upper middle class family. Went to business school and got a job as a stock broker. I had a keen eye for knowing what was a good investment and what wasn't. Luckily, I was able to avoid the whole financial mess we are in now. But, thanks to my smart investing, I'm pretty much set for life."

Just then their drinks came, "But, there is one thing I don't have..." He took a sip of his drink, "I don't have anyone to share it with. But, I'm sure you don't know what that's like... I bet you have to fight the men off with a stick..."
 
She laughed, thanking the server as their drinks were delivered. "Not exactly. I don't really like college guys. They're all so immature. And it's actually pretty hard to find an older man who will take me seriously." She shrugged. "I guess we both have our own problems, huh?" She sipped her coffee. "So...Do you come to the Farmer's Market a lot? I just moved to the area, so I've only gone a few times before. I don't remember seeing you there..."
 
Ryan took a sip of coffee, "I come to the Farmer's Market about once a week. It's nice they have such a nice selection of produce. Going back to relationships, I have a bit of a different problem..."

He paused for a moment, "You see, whenever I'm in a relationship it goes along pretty good for awhile and then at some point we talk about our sexual fantasies. And I tell her my fantasy..." he paused again, "I want a woman that would be willing to give me complete control over her life. Then, the woman I would be dating would freak out and I'd never hear from her again." He took a sip of coffee and got ready to take his final look at Natasha.
 
Natasha felt a ripple of surprise go up her spine and she sat bolt upright. It took all of her will power to stop the shakes and shivers from running all over her body and yelling for him to take her. She gulped and looked down at her coffee. "Well...It looks like it's your lucky day, huh?" She blushed, pinching her leg hard enough to bruise, trying to stay focused.
 
Ryan took another sip of his coffee and looked at Natasha with a quizzical look on his face, "What do you mean?" He had an idea of what she was talking about but he wanted her to say it. If it was true he couldn't believe his luck.
 
Natasha blushed, her face flushing a pale version of her hair. "Well..." She looked up at him, her eyes hard and set with her decision to tell him, not wanting to beat around the bush. "You're looking for a submissive, I'm looking for a Master. And I ALWAYS do what I'm told."
 
Ryan was a little stunned at Natasha's admission to being a submissive. He raised an eyebrow, "Really? Well, if you become my submissive I would tell you what you could wear, what you can eat. You would move into my house and share my bed. I will also take control of all of your assets, including any money you made if you deiced to continue working. I would pay all your debts and I'd put you on an allowance. And, you would also be the mother of my children." Ryan took a sip of coffee to see what she would have to say about that...
 
Natasha sat back, visibly shivering at his words. She closed her eyes, her lips parting slightly. "Yes." She opened her eyes and leaned closer, pushing her coffee aside. "Please..." She swallowed, trying to calm herself. "Please, be my Master."
 
Ryan smiled, "Very well, then... I will be your Master, Natasha. Starting right now. Come with me..." Ryan paid for their drinks and took her to his car. He opened the door for her and then walked around to his side and started to drive. "Our first stop will be to your place. We need to get your things. You'll be moving in with me today."
 
Natasha felt a thrill run through her as he issued his first command. She stood obediently and followed him to his car, getting into the passenger seat when he opened the door for her. She pulled her seat belt on and waited for him to get in. Hearing she was expected to move in immediately, she gave him her address. Luckily it was only a few blocks away. Her apartment was small, so it wouldn't take too long to empty it. "Should I call my landlord and give him notice that I'm moving?"
 
"Yes," said Ryan, when she asked about contacting the landlord, "Tell him that you've decied to move in with your new boyfriend."

Once they got into Natasha apartment he said. "OK, here is what you are going to do. I want you to go in to your room and pack your clothes. Since you are now my Slave you can no longer wear shorts, pants or skorts anymore. But, there is an exception. You can wear exercise shorts or pants when you are exercising. So, while you are packing you should change. You may bring any sort of lingerie you want except for any kind of thong. As far as shoes go, you are no longer allowed to wear any sort of open toed shoes. You may bring any personal items that you want. But, anything that you leave in this apartment after we leave will be donated to charity. Now get to work while I call in some movers to take care of the stuff you leave behind."
 
Natasha nodded, smiling uncontrollably. She got on the phone, but got her landlord's voice mail. She left a message saying exactly what he had told her to.

When they entered her apartment, she listened to his demands. Nodding, she went into the bedroom and pulled out a large bin. She took her shoes off and tossed them in, along with all of her sandals and peep toe heels. She moved to her dresser and pulled out all of her thongs, tossing them into a small waste basket beside it. Running over to her closet, she pulled out a large suitcase and began to fill it with her undergarments and shirts.

She pulled off her shorts, tossing them into the bin and reached into her bottom drawer, pulling out a skirt to wear. Picking through her bottoms, she tossed all of her shorts and pants except for those that could be used for working out into the bin. She walked over to her closet and repeated the process, filling another two suitcases and another bin. She rolled the cases out into the living room and panted, smiling.
 
While Natasha was packing her things Ryan called a moving company and told them what need to be done. They said they would be there in a half an hour. When Natasha reentered the room Ryan looked at her and smiled. "OK, Now that you are all packed, the time has come to give yourself to me. I want you to slowly strip naked, then I want you to neatly fold your clothes into a pile with your shoes on top. Then, I want you to get on your knees in front of me, hand me your clothes and say, 'I, Natasha, give my body to you. You, Ryan are my Master, the only man I will ever love...' "
 
She bit her lip, trying to keep from groaning in excitement, eyes closed as he told her what he wanted. Natasha pulled down the skirt she had just donned and folded it, laying it on the floor. She followed this with her shirt, folding it on top. Bending, she slipped off her panties, laying them on top of her tank top. Standing, she reached back and unclasped her bra to add to the pile. Kneeling, she took off the high pumps she had changed into, placing them on the clothes. Shifting so she was in front of him, she picked up her pile of clothes and handed them to him. "I, Natasha, give my body to you. You, Ryan, are my only Master, the only man I will ever love." She looked up into his face, her eyes almost tearing, meaning every word.
 
Ryan smiled as he watched Natasha strip for him. She looked absolutely wonderful. He watched her fall to her knees and offer he clothes to him. He could tell that she meant every word. He even thought he saw tears of joy forming in her eyes.

"I accept your body, Natasha," He took the clothes and said, "Please remain here in this position." Ryan then went over to her bags and set them on the couch. Then he started to go through her clothes. It took him a moment or two but he found a nice outfit for Natasha. A blue silk short sleeved blouse that buttoned up the front, a black pleated skirt that reached her knees, a blue satin and lace bra with matching bikini cut panties, pantyhose, and a pair of black Mary Jane flats. He folded the pile in a similar fashion to the pile she handed him.

Then, he stood in front of her and said, "Natasha, every morning from now on, I will choose what you wear that day. The only time you may change your clothing is if you dirty them in some fashion or you have to change to do your exercise routine. If you do have to change you may put on one of the workout outfits you have, then you must shower, and put on the clothes that I gave you to wear that morning. Now, Here is your outfit for today..." He handed her the pile of clothes, "You may stand and dress."
 
Natasha took the pile of clothes, brushing her hand lovingly against his. She laid it next to her and sat up, pulling on the underwear and latching the bra. Next she slid her feet into the pantyhose, making sure not to get a run in them. The skirt came next, followed by the shirt. When she had finished, she put the shoes on and knelt in front of her Master. "Thank you, Sir. Is there anything else I can do for you at the moment?"
 
Ryan smiled, "Not yet, my pet. Now, stand. This is your last chance to grab anything you want to take with you. Because as soon as we leave, there is no turning back. Everything in this apartment will be given away to charity." Once she gathered up the things she wanted to take Ryan took her suitcases and they went down to the car.

A short time later they arrived at Ryan's house. It was a nice sized house in the suburbs, "Here we are... Your new home..."Ryan got her bags in the car and they walked around to the front door. He unlocked the door and they walked inside to a nicely decorated foyer/living room. "I'll just leave your things here for now while I give you a tour of the downstairs."

Ryan took her by the hand and showed Natasha her new home. The downstairs consisted of the kitchen that had all of the most modern appliances; dinning room; a game room with a Wii, PS3, XBox 360, and a few classic arcade games; a little home theater with a popcorn machine outside, a exercise room, sauna, hot tub, outdoor pool, living room and Ryan's office.

They returned to the foyer, he took her bags and lead her upstairs. They walked pass 4 regular nice sized bedrooms, He turned to her as they walked by, "These will be for our children... This might sound weird but I really hope our first born is a little girl. One who looks like you..." He kissed her on the cheek.

Then they walked into the master bedroom. There was a nice four poster bed, desk, a fireplace with an armchair before it. There was two large walk-in closets one with his clothes, the other was empty. "Tomorrow, we'll get a new set of matching chairs to put in front of the fireplace" Then he showed her to the master bathroom it was big with a shower stall, large bathtub and two marble sinks. Then the walked into the bedroom, "What do you think of your new home?"
 
Natasha knew instantly what she would need from the apartment. Walking back into her room, she went to her closet and pulled out a box. Taping it back together, she went out into the living room and plucked her favorite books and movies from the shelf. Other than her sanctioned clothes, this would be all she would take to her new home.

She smiled warmly as they drove up to the house. She waited for Ryan to open her door, taking his hand as he led her into it for a tour of the premises. The house was amazing, more than she had ever dreamed of having, and definitely larger than where she had been staying.

When they went upstairs and he told her of his want for children and his hopes for their first, she felt herself begin to wet. Just the thought of his hot seed filling her up with their child was exhilarating. Natasha smiled as he pecked her on the cheek and continued down the hall.

When the tour had concluded in the Master bedroom, she looked around, amazed. "Master, its all wonderful. Thank you for letting me share it with you."
 
Ryan smiled when Natasha said she liked your new home, "You are very welcome, Natasha. And, you should know that you do not have to call me Master. You may call me Ryan if you want." Ryan looked at his watch and saw it was past noon. He then took her by the hand and escorted her back down to the kitchen. "As you are aware, it is around lunch time. I would like you to make us something. Now, this kitchen is fully stocked. You should have no problem making anything you'd like. I'll give you 90 minutes to make us lunch..." Then, he kissed her cheek and walked away.
 
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