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From Busness Woman to Sex Slave (Ryanmo97 and Jangle1201)

Ryanmo97

Ryanmo97

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May 18, 2010
Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. Due to some great investments, 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 decided 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 sex slave.

He built the basement of his cabin into a dungeon to keep his new slave in and once that was done he headed into a nearby city to search for the woman he wanted as his slave. He concentrated his search around the office buildings. 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 sex slave. 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...
 
Lea Collins was your average tall, thin, born to wear heels business woman. She had sharp features, and short jet-black hair. She left her office, a small law firm, late. As usual. She locked the front door, and walked to her silver Audi, the only car left in the lot. She sighed, briefcase in hand, as her heels clicked aganst the pavement. She unlocked her car, climbed in, and started the usual drive home. The usual. Those words explained her whole life. The usual college, the usual job, the usual apartment, everything the same. She didn't want to stand out. From what she understood, show offs did nothing but attract attention. But Lea was in control of her life, and therefore comfortable with it. She felt safe, knowing that she was the master of her own life.

Lea pulled into the parking lot across the street from her apartment complex, pulling up to the third floor. She drove to her designated spot, which was, inconveniently, parked all the way across the lot from the elevator. She climbed out, locking the car, and threw them in her purse. She pulled off her heels, and walked barefoot across the lot towards the elevator. The personless lot was familiar to her, but for some reason, tonight, it felt off. Like someone was watching her. She sighed, telling herself that was stupid. There was never anyone in here at this hour. So Lea continued, the concrete beneath her feet, as the unseen eyes bore into her back.
 
After a couple of days of not finding the woman he was looking for, he found her. He first saw Lea walking out of her office building. She looked so sexy in business suit and jet-black hair. He knew he had to have her. He followed her to the coffee shop and took a couple of snapshots of her. He then followed her back to her office building. He waited for her to get off of work that night and followed her to a parking garage. He saw her pull out a short time later and took some pictures of her license plate. He used the license plate to find out her address and from there he was able to use some secret sources to learn every thing he needed to know about her. He also started following her to learn all of her patterns.

It was a month after he had first seen Lea. And he was in her parking garage waiting for her. He had his car parked near the elevator. He was dressed all in black and waited in the shadows for her. He saw her Audi pull into the lot. He saw her get out and take her heels off and walk barefoot toward his position. He waited for just the right moment. He reached into his pocket and took out a syringe full of a powerful sedative that would keep her knocked out for about 8 hours. He quickly tackled her to the ground and shoved the needle into her nice round butt. She was out in an instant. Then picked her up and put her in the back seat of his car. He covered her with a blanket, got in and headed for his house. It took a couple of hours to get back to his place. Once there he took the still sleeping Lea out of the car and down to the dungeon. He took her to the center of the room and started to chain her up. He put her arms in a set of shackles that hung from the ceiling and her ankles into the set of shackles on the floor. He left her hanging there, fully clothed, and then went up stairs and went to bed.
 
Lea continued towards the elevator, the parking lot seeming to go on endlessly. She had locked her eyes on the elevator, keeping her goal in her mind, but was unable to shake the feeling of someone watching her. She shuddered, and neared the elevator, reaching out to press the down button. The next thing she knew, she was shoved onto the ground, her face pressed into the concrete. She felt a sharp jab in her ass, and slipped into unconciousness.

When Lea woke up, she was in a dark room, hanging off the ground. The cuffs around her wrists dug into her flesh, holding her up. Her ankles were chained apart, the heavy chains weighing her down, putting more pressure on her wrists. Where was She? What Happened?! Who had shoved her to the ground in the parking Lot? Lea gasped, struggling for her breath, as she considered the possibilities. Her usual had been thrown out the window. Finally, she hyperventilated, gasped one last time, and fainted.
 
The next morning Ryan got up, Checked the chickens and then he made himself breakfast. After he finished his food, he walked down to the dungeon. He saw that Lea was still out. He walked up to her and light slapped her face. "Wake up, Lea... Wake up, Lea..." Once she was awake he said, "Welcome to your new home, Lea. I am your new master. You will refer to me as Master or Sir. You are now my sex slave. How easy your life is all up to you. If you are nice to me, then I'll be nice to you. If you are bad, then you'll have to be punished. Now, first things first, since you are a slave, you no longer have the right to wear clothing." Ryan walked up to her and took a knife out of his pocket and started to cut her clothes off.
 
Lea woke up with a gasp as she was slapped awake. She was still hanging there, the shackles rubbing against her wrists. Her eyes widened as some tall dark man, who she assumed was her captor, explained her situation. She closed her eyes, trying to wrap her head around the idea of her being a sex slave. She was just a business Woman! If he wanted a slave, why didn't he go pick up a hooker or Something? Then he came at her with a knife. Lea gaped at him in fear as he approached her, the blade in his hand. She shivered as the cold metal touched her skin, and she watched as her favorite maroon business suit fell to the floor in tatters, followed by her satin bra and panties. She hung there, naked, as she watched his hungry eyes appraise her body.
 
Once Lea was naked Ryan walked around her. He smiled she looked so sexy naked. He was now sure he made the right choice to be his slave. "Now, I strip the final thing I can away from you... Your name... From now on, I will only call you Slave. At some point, I might give you a new name. We'll see. Now it's time to train you to be a good slave. Every morning I want you to cheerfully say to me 'Good Morning, Master!'" He paused for a moment. "Do it now..."
 
Lea hung there, her eyes locked on the ground as her "master" spoke to her. Her Name? Really? Must he completely strip her of her Identity? She sighed, listening to him explain things to her. She looked up at him once he told her to speak to him. And to do it cheerfully. Cheerfully! The man who kidnapped her wanted her to talk to him as if they were friends. And they weren't, and wouldn't be. But for her own sake, Lea lifted her head, forcing a smile upon her face, and said "Good morning, Master!" With as much cheer as she could possibly bear.
 
Ryan smiled, "Very good, Slave... Very good. Now here are the rules that you will live the rest of your life by...

1. From now on, You are my sex slave. You live only to please me.I may even let you have my child. If you displease me, you will be punished.

2. You will never hit, slap, punch, scratch, claw, elbow, knee, or head butt me.

3. When you want something, say, 'Please' when you ask, and 'Thank you' if I grant it. You can talk, in a normal voice, about yourself, your home, your family, whatever, but no begging. You will not beg me, not to let you go, or to stop raping you, no begging. But when I tell you to stop, I don’t want to hear another word

4. When I put my cock in your mouth, You will suck on it and lick the shaft, whatever I want. But if you ever, ever bite me… I will cut out your tongue.

5. There is a shower, a mirror and toilet, in the bathroom. I’ll let you clean yourself up from time to time, but you’ll almost always be bound, and I’ll be there to watch you closely. You will keep yourself clean and beautiful for me. I will punish you if you let yourself slide. I want your teeth brushed and clean, your breath fresh with mouthwash, your hair clean and brushed, your legs shaved and soft, and your face made-up nice.

6. If you are very good, and you prove to me you can be trusted, I’ll give you rewards. Rewards might be having dinner upstairs, in the house. You’d still be bound, of course, so you couldn’t run away, but maybe not quite so severely. Or maybe, I’ll take you for a walk in the woods.

If you break any rule, you will be severely punished. Punishment could be beatings, whipping with a belt, or, If you truly anger me, I will kill you.

Do you understand, Slave?"
 
((I'm so sorry I've been away so long, my computer crashed, and I just got my new laptop today.))

Lea hung there, wincing as she felt bruises begin to develop where the shackles dug into her wrists. She listened closely as he, this stranger who had taken away everything, explained the rules of her new world. The rest of her life, his slave. She sighed as he listed off his orders. Bear his child?! Was he insane? She sighed, and closed her eyes, letting her head drop. But she perked up again at his words, at something he said.

Would he really kill her?
 
Ryan walked over to a cabinet, unlocked it and took out a wooden paddle with three holes drilled into the end. He walked up behind her and gave her 5 hard smack right on her ass. "I asked you a question, Slave... And, I expect an answer. Do you understand the rules I just gave you?"
 
Lea gasped as her captor smacked the wood into her flesh, leaving red marks, and probably bruises later. Her sensitive skin bruised so easily. "Yes, sir, I understand," she said, her voice cracking. She understood, alright. Understood that he had taken everything from her. Turned her life upside down. He was her life now, and that scared her to death, and she would always resent him for that. For taking her perfect world from her, taking everything she had ever worked for. She sighed, realizing that this was her world now, and a shudder ran down her spine.
 
Ryan smiled, "Good..." He let her down from her chains. "Here let me take you to your new room..." He walked with her over to a door and unlocked it. There wasn't much in the room except for a small cot with a mattress. There is also a shower stall with clear glass, a toilet, and a sink. He set her down on the bed and put her left leg in a shackle "This shackle is long enough to reach the toilet but not the shower. Now, I'm assuming you are hungry. So, You just hang tight and I'll make you something to eat." He kissed her cheek and closed the door. There was no way for her to leave the room. There was a plate next to the door that would only open to Ryan's thumb print.
 
Lea stiffened as he began to unhook her shackles, lowering her down to the floor. She rubbed her wrists, already seeing faint purple marks showing up on her pale skin where the cuffs had rubbed her wrists. Standing next to him, Lea realized just how tall he was, towering over her. She walked slowly behind him over to a door, which had an electronic keypad next to the handle.

He opened it, and led her into a small room with a musty bed with a chain hanging off the bedpost. There was a small bathroom set in the corner. She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, and he attached another chain to her ankle. He started talking about food, and she realized just how hungry she was. He turned to leave, and he kissed her cheek, sending a shudder down her spine. She watched him leave, her back stiff from the shock. He closed the door, and she heard it lock with a mechanical click.
 
Ryan walked upstairs and made some breakfast for his slave. Pancakes, bacon, fresh fruit, milk and orange juice. He put all the food on to a plate and put everything on a tray with plastic ustensils. He walked back into her room and saw her sitting on the bed. "Here is your breakfast...." He handed her the tray.
 
Lea eagerly took the tray from his hands, picking up the plastic fork and shoveling food into her mouth as she realized just how hungry she was. She had to admit, for a kidnapper, he was a good cook. She ate everything on her plate, and chased it down with the milk and orange juice. She put the finished tray on the floor, and sat back on the bed, rubbing her wrists absent-mindendly as long blueish-purple marks appeared on them. She sat back against the wall, and closed her eyes. What would he do to her now?
 
Ryan smiled as she gobbled down the food. He had a feeling that she would be hungry. "And now that you have eaten slave. It's time for you to officially become my sex slave." Ryan started to take his clothes off. She could see that he took very good care of his body. He didn't have defined muscles but he had very little body fat. Once he was naked, Lea got a good look at her master's hard 9" Cock. Then he climbed up on the bed and started to kiss her.
 
Lea gaped at him as he shed his clothes, showing off his slim body that looked so wrong with his hard, rugged face. Her eyes followed him closely as he climbed up onto the bed next to her, grabbed her face, and began to kiss her. She gasped at him, her eyes widening, but soon relaxed, knowing this was the least he could do to her. Things could be much worse. So she gave in, her muscles relaxing, and kissed him back. Maybe if she responded and didn't resist, things would be easier for her. She hoped so. Her body was frail, weak. Her physical body couldn't take much before giving out. It was her mind that excelled, and that's how she got where she was. But she highly doubted brains would get her very far in this new life that had been assigned to her.
 
Ryan smiled when she started to kiss him back. They kissed for several moments then he kissed down her body to her breasts. He started to kiss them, suck on her nipples and gently nibble at them. "Just relax, slave." He continued to suck on her right breast. As he did his left hand move up her body to her left breast and started to play with it. Then, he right hand moved down her body to her pussy. He slide a finger inside her, then placed his palm against her clit and started to massage her pussy.
 
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