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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. The door opened and a very attractive young woman answered the door. "Hi there... I called a little while ago about the car for sale..."
 
Ariadne Tucker
Age: 25
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair: Red
Eyes: Green
Build: Lithe

Ariadne had put out an ad for her old car a week ago, and was rather frustrated with the results. She'd thought that an old Volkswagen van would get more offers, but she'd only gotten a couple old men who wanted to buy it cheap. She was looking to sell it for just under a regular price, not sell it for a bargain.

When this man knocked on the door, she opened it up and smiled. He at least looked like he had some money. She nodded. "Yes, Mr. Morris, right? Follow me." She led him out onto the driveway, shutting her door behind her. "Take a look around, ask questions, whatever." He was handsome, too. She watched carefully. "What do you think?" She fixed her green blouse and smoothed it over her jeans.
 
Ryan smiled when Ariadne opened the door and walked him out to old Volkswagen van in the driveway. She was perfect. He was already undressing her with his eyes. When she asked what he thought he said, "I think this car is going to be just right for my girlfriend... Her birthday's coming up and I need to make up for the set of steak knives I got her for Christmas."
 
Ariadne smiled and laughed when he said he'd take it. She nodded. "Steak knives aren't really a great gift for women, let me tell you. You're just asking for it." She looked over at her car. "But this car would be great. If she likes, you know, the vintage stuff, this is perfect." She walked over, pulling out the keys. She climbed in the front and got in. She left the door open and turned the ignition, and it came to life as if it were as good as new. "It runs fine, acts new. Just keep the maintenance up and it'll stay that way." The young woman stayed in the front seat and looked at him. "How much will you pay for it?"
 
He walked up to her as the car ran, "Well... it's a little more that I want to spend but let's make a deal here. I'll give you the price you want for the car if you throw in the boots you're wearing right now... They look like they would fit my girlfriend and she would love them. Plus, you could buy a new pair with the money your getting. What do you say?"
 
Ariadne looked at him in surprise and looked down at the boots. She frowned. She'd gotten them from Wal-Mart for ten bucks. They were nothing special. But she supposed if he wanted them, he could have them. They had a couple weird marks on them anyways, and this would give her an excuse to buy new ones. "I suppose so," she said. She shifted and turned her body so she faced outside the car, and she bent over to take off her boots.
 
"Great," said Ryan as she bent over to take off her boots. While she take her boots off, 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 Ariadne into the back of the van. "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..." Ryan then reached in his pocket and took out a knife. He the proceeded to cut off each arm of her blouse. Then he used the arms to tie her up Then, he went into the house and got a blanket to put over her. Then once she was covered up he started to drive to his house..
 
Ariadne looked up and gasped as she felt a pinch in her thigh. She was stiff, and immediately felt her body begin to relax and go numb. She slowly went limp, listening to him. She looked up at him and blinked a couple times. He was kidnapping her. She wanted to scream and fight, but the best her body could do was make some feeble little twitching motions that were barely noticeable. She waited as he carried her to the back of the van and laid her down before tying her. She was alone for a moment, and then he covered her with a blanket and started the car.

The whole car ride, the girl tried to regain bodily control. She made little whimpering sounds and looked around, but that was about the extent of her control. She figured it'd wear off sooner or later, hopefully sooner.
 
It wasn't a long drive to Ryan's house. Ryan opened the trunk and could tell that she was still immobilized. He tied her up because he wasn't sure when the drug would wear off. 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.

He untied her and then took off her clothes except for her green lacy bra and matching bikini cut panties. "mmm... Very nice... I'd take you now... but you wouldn't be able to enjoy it..." Then he removed all of her jewelry. Then he kissed her on the cheek.... "See you later..." He gathered up her clothes, closed the door and locked it. Leaving her there untied and just in her underwear.
 
Ariadne gave a little groan of displeasure when she was picked up and carried out. They were in the middle of nowhere, and he had control over her for the moment, what with the drug and all. She was carried into a simple room, and she whimpered and looked up at her captor. She made feeble attempts to try to kick at him; none were successful.

When he untied her and began to take her clothes off, Ariadne wailed best she could. She squirmed and tried to fight back. She was slowly beginning to regain consciously. She squirmed and tried to focus on controlling her body. She watched him leave, and then laid there waiting in painful silence
 
Ryan went back upstairs and threw away Ariadne's clothes. Then he did a little work around the house. After working for a bit he noticed it was getting close to dinner time. He made up a nice dinner of grilled chicken, roasted potatoes, and salad. There was also a plastic cup of water. There were plastic utensils as well. He put the food on the tray and went down in the dungeon. He opened the door and smiled as he walked inside, "I hope your hungry, Ariadne..."
 
Ariadne regained most of her body control within fifteen minutes. It still felt a bit strange to move, like waking up after surgery, but she at least could move. She had curled up on the cot and wrapped her arms around her knees. She didn't like the look of the place. She dozed off after a little while, one of her ways of coping with stress. When he returned, she woke up and stiffened, looking over at him. She sat up with her knees to her chest and her back against the cold wall. She looked at the food and nodded quietly. She was hungry. She waited and shifted. "Why did you take me?" she asked quietly.
 
Ryan looked at Ariadne as she sat on the cot. When she asked why he took her he said, "I took you because I wanted you. Now, if you do what you are told, when you are told then you will be treated well. But, if you fight me and are bad, then you will be punished. Do you understand?"
 
Ariadne looked up at him with big green eyes. She wrapped her arms protectively around her nearly bare body. She swallowed nervously. She had to get out. She glanced over at the door. He seemed pretty smart. How could she get away? She looked back to him and tensed as she shifted. "I guess so," she murmured. She didn't want to know exactly what he planned on doing with her. She planned on getting out before she found out.

Ariadne's stomach began to growl. She hadn't eaten since breakfast. "Can I have the food?" she asked.
 
Ryan smiled, when she asked for the food, "Yes you may..." He handed her the tray of food. Then, he stood next to the cot and watched her eat. He saw her glance at the door. "You should know that if you did try to make a break for it. There is another room room behind that door and that door is locked by an electronic key pad and a 5 digit code."
 
Ariadne took the tray and began to eagerly eat. She was hungry. She didn't look at him for a bit of time. She growled quietly when he said there was a room behind the door to her room. She redirected her attention to her food and continued to eat. Once she finished what was on the tray, she put the tray on the floor and she laid down and pulled the covers over herself. "Go away," she said.
 
Ryan nodded, "Fine... I'll see you in the morning..." Ryan gathered up the tray and walked out of the door locking it behind him. He would let her have her way for now, but tomorrow he would show her who was boss.
 
"Don't bet on it," Ariadne growled. She waited until he was gone, then she got up and took a shower. She had nothing else to change into, so she just put on her panties and bra. She returned to her cot with her damp red hair down, and laid down with a sigh. She didn't know what she was going to do. She paced for a bit, tried busting down the door, and only got a few bruises for her efforts. She eventually went to bed, resolving to get out tomorrow.
 
Ryan got up the next morning, showered, and fixed Ariadne a nice breakfast of pancakes, bacon, fresh fruit and orange juice. He unlocked the door to her cell and walked inside, "Good Morning, Ariadne. Breakfast time... You need to eat up... big day today and your going to need your strength."
 
Ariadne woke up when she heard the door open, but she didn't move. She kept her emerald eyes shut. She had the blanket over her body, and a few bruises from trying to bust open the door showed on her shoulder. Her red hair showed its cleanliness. When he told her to eat up, she shook her head. She'd decided that was how she could retaliate. If she refused to eat, he would have to devote his attention to getting her to eat, not doing whatever he planned. At least, that was the idea. She stayed in the cot with her head turned away and her eyes shut.
 
"Come on, Ariadne... I really want us to start off on the right foot. This will be a very enjoyable experience for you if you are willing to submit. But, if you continue to resist then I'll be forced to get rough with you and I'd really like to avoid that. So, how about you eat up and then we can go over the plan for today." He handed her the tray of food.
 
Ariadne growled when she heard him speak to her. She shook her head again. She didn't wish to speak with him or do absolutely anything he wanted. She burrowed deeper beneath the covers. She adjusted before curling up in the warmth. Couldn't he just leave her alone? She crossed her arms and opened her eyes. She gave a little stretch. "Go Away!" she said.
 
Ryan shook his head. "I so wanted to avoid this..." He dropped the tray of food on the floor. Then he ripped the covers off of Ariadne and took her arm. He pulled her off the cot and pulled her into the main room of the dungeon. There wasn't much in the room, a nice sized bed, a large wooden cabinet and several doors. In the center of the room was a set of shackles on the floor and a set of shackles hanging from the ceiling.

Ryan pulled Ariadne to her feet, he put her arms in the shackles that hung from the ceiling and her ankles in the shackles that laid on the floor. Because of the height of the shackles she was forced to stand on her tiptoes. Then he walked over to the cabinet and took out a pair of scissors. Then he proceeded to cut her bra off of her. "You brought this on yourself, Ariadne. I wanted to be nice to you..." Once her bra was on the floor, he started on her panties. Two quick sips and Ariadne was naked in front of her new master. He walked back over to the cabinet and put the scissor back and took out a large wooden paddle with three hole drilled in the end. He walked up behind her and tapped her ass a couple of times with the paddle then he wound up and hit her hard on the ass with the paddle.
 
Ariadne yelped when the covers were yanked off her body. She quickly raised her head to look at him, then wailed as he grabbed her arm and tugged her to her feet. She began to twist and struggle as he dragged her along, and push against him with her free hand. The young woman was panicking. She was not one to like being touched. She liked her personal space.

Ariadne squirmed as her body was clamped into the chains. She looked at him with panic. When he brought out the scissors, she shook her head as he approached her. She squirmed until he began to cut her clothes away. She was afraid he'd cut her if she struggled while he was cutting her clothes. When she was naked, she whimpered, trying to cross her legs to protect herself. "Leave me alone!" she said. She began to squirm again. When Ariadne heard the paddle zip through the air and hit her with a stinging smack, she screamed. There were holes drilled so the paddle could go faster. "No!" she cried.
 
Ryan continued to paddle her hard on the ass 10 more times. He paused for a minute or so in between each hit. Once he was finished he removed her from the chains and carried her over to the bed. On the bed there were cuffs attached to each post of the bed. He chained her to the bed and then started to take his clothes off.
 
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