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Lilytania

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Arianna Winston
5'4"
110 lbs.
Red hair
Green eyes

Arianna packed up her things into her bag, shutting off her computer and the lights in her office. She smiled for a moment, reveling in the fact that she had her very own office that she controlled. She walked out of her office, locking the door and stowing the key in her pocket before she waved at her secretary, smiling. "Goodnight, Annie." She headed toward the elevator, going downstairs.

Once downstairs, she said goodnight to the doorman and headed out into the dark parking lot. Her car was one of the few still there. She walked across the unlit pavement, unafraid. This was a safe part of town. Who would attack her? She wasn't worried. Besides, she could defend herself. She pulled out her car keys as she drew close, ready to just get in her car, go home, and relax for the rest of the evening.
 
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 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. He first saw Arianna walking out of her office building. She looked so sexy in business suit and red 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.
 
Arianna headed out of her building, not really expecting anyone to be there. She felt a little odd, but she shrugged it off and headed into her car, driving off to her apartment. She got home to her large apartment, getting showered and dressed in her pajamas. She read for a while in her living room before she headed to bed, going to sleep.

The next day was the same routine. She got up, got ready, went to get her coffee, then headed to work. During her lunch break, she got another coffee and ate lunch at the coffee shop, then went back. Once work was over, she said goodbye to her secretary, then headed downstairs, again, not suspecting anything abnormal to happen. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. She pulled her hair out of her bun as she began walking out into the dark, out of view of anyone in the office building. She began to dig through her purse for her car keys, stopping for a moment in frustration as she had to take a bit longer to find them. She huffed, shaking her head as she dug through the darkness in her purse, trying to locate the jingling. She shook her head quietly, wishing she had the flashlight she usually carried, but she knew she'd taken it out of her purse to use it in her apartment.
 
Ryan looked at his watch and saw it was past eleven. He knew that his 'fiancee' would be coming out at anytime. Just then he heard the sound of high heels against pavement. Then, he saw Arianna's beautiful red hair and beautiful face. He reached into his pocket and took out the syringe full of a powerful sedative that would keep her knocked out for about 8 hours. When she stopped to look for her keys, he moved fast. He quickly came up behind her and shoved the needle in her thigh. She quickly went down and he was quick to pick her up and put her in the back seat of his car. He covered her with a blanket and went about collecting her things. He turned off her phone and put it in her briefcase then he got in his car and headed for his house.

It took a couple of hours to get back to his place. Once there he took the still sleeping Arianna out of the car and into the cabin. He took her to the master bedroom. It was simply decorated. There was wood paneling on the walls. A couple of wood dressers and nightstands. There were a couple of doors that led to walk-in closets, both doors were locked. There was another locked door that lead to the bathroom. There was also a big window.

Ryan then placed her on the four post king sized bed, removed her's shoes and then reached under her skirt and removed her stockings. Then, he replaced her shoes and placed a black shock device around her left ankle. It was thin and looked like an ankle brace. 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. Once she was all set, he left her there, fully clothed, and he went into the guest room down the hall. It was late and he was tired from the "wedding", so he took his clothes off and went to sleep.
 
Arianna didn't wake up for about nine hours. She was small, and the sedative kept her knocked out rather heavily. When she finally woke up, she groaned, shifting and slowly opening her eyes to the bright light streaming in her window. Why was her window open? She grumbled and stumbled to her feet, going for the direction her window should be in, but she found nothing but wall. She opened her eyes more fully to see that it was indeed a wall, that the window was on the other side of the room. That wasn't right. She looked around in confusion. This wasn't her room. She scrambled to the doors, finding them all locked as she jiggled the knobs desperately. She vaguely remembered hearing someone behind her. Then, darkness. She shook her head, sinking to the floor. This wasn't good. She was going to be trapped here! It was probably some loon who wanted her money. She put her hands in her head, looking down at her bare feet. Whoever it was had removed her shoes and stockings, nothing else. She rubbed her forehead and sighed. She supposed she just had to wait now.
 
Ryan got up early that morning to check on the chickens. After feeding them and collecting the eggs, he went inside to shower, shave and dress. He put on a blue plaid shirt and jeans before he went in the kitchen and started to make breakfast. Scrambled eggs, toast, bacon, fresh fruit and orange juice. He put the food on a tray and then walked upstairs.

When he got in the room he saw that Arianna was awake and using a bobby pin to try to remove the shock device from her ankle. He smiled, "Good morning, Arianna. Welcome to your new home. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Ryan. I hope you are hungry." He offered the tray of food to her.
 
Arianna jumped when the door opened. She growled, shaking her head at him. She didn't want the food from him. It was probably drugged or poisoned anyways. She dropped the bobbypin, hoping he hadn't seen it, that he wouldn't get mad at her. She was still sitting by the door, and she watched him carefully, sizing him up. He held himself highly. He was either rich, or just arrogant. She crossed her arms as she watched him. "What do you want from me?" she demanded. "My money? My company? I'll give you joint ownership if you wish," she said. "Take me back. I'm not staying here." She didn't take the tray from him, not wanting his peace offerings. She thought he was just trying to get her to trust him. She was a smart young woman, and she had learned to trust no one.
 
Ryan shook his head when she asked what he wanted from her. "No... I have plenty of money and your company has no use for me... No... What I want is you... I want you to be my wife and the mother of my children... It's as simple as that... Now, eat up and I'll let you shower, get some clean clothes and if you want I can show you around your new home..." Ryan wasn't expecting her to agree with his demands for now. He wanted to do this as nicely and easily as he could for her. But, if she wanted to do this the hard way... Then he would have no choice then comply..."
 
Arianna frowned and narrowed her eyes when she heard his request. "Hell, no," she said. "And I'm going to guess your next question will be why not. Because, Ryan, I am an independent woman. I don't wish to get married right now, and I've never met you before. You kidnapped me, and I could very easily put you in jail. Now why don't you take me back home, and maybe I will just let you go along like you always have up here?" She pushed the tray away from her. "I don't want your food," she said. "I just want you to take me back to my home." She crossed her arms firmly to show that she wasn't budging in her opinion. He could very easily take her down, but she didn't seem to care about that. She growled quietly, standing up to her full height.
 
Ryan shook his head and walked up to her, "No... Like I said, this is your home and you are now my wife, Arianna. Now, you can accept your new life and agree to become my wife or I can pick you up, chain you to the bed, strip you naked, 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 and a diaper to wear. What will it be, Arianna? Become my wife or my sex toy? What's your choice?"
 
"You can't do that to me," was her firm response as he came up to her. She crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes. The young woman was used to getting what she wanted, to controlling everything, and he was trying to take it all away from her. "I'm not your wife. I swear I'll find some way to get out of here, and when I do, I'll make sure you go to jail if you don't let me go right now." She was ready to fight him, and she didn't wish to be treated like a sex toy. "Don't you dare touch me. I don't belong to you. You have no right." She clenched her fists. "Don't come any closer," she warned. She may be small, but she was feisty and strong.
 
Ryan shook his head and set the tray of food on the floor. "I was so hoping you'd be willing to do this the easy way." Ryan grabbed Arianna's hand and drug her over to the bed and put her on it. Then he climbed on top of her and put her arms into the cuffs that were attached to the head of bed and put her ankles into the shackles attached to the foot of the bed. Then he unlocked the night stand and took out a pair of scissors.
 
Arianna screamed as he grabbed her, immediately starting to hit and scratch at him. She fell onto the bed on her back, grunting as he climbed on top and pinned her down. She twisted and struggled, but she was at a disadvantage having to push up instead of down, and he soon had her wrists pinned and cuffed. She kicked and tried to fight him off as long as she could, but he soon had her legs spread as well. She saw the scissors, and she twisted and struggled, trying to get away from him and provide a tough opponent to cut clothes from. "Don't touch me!" she cried. She pulled against her cuffs, twisting as she tried to get away. She was already starting to bruise her wrists.
 
Ryan started by cutting the buttons off her blazer. "You better hold still, Arianna... or else your going to get hurt." he then started to cut down each sleeve of her blazer. "I didn't want to do this, Arianna... But you gave me no choice... You can end this anytime... just tell me you'll be my wife..."
 
Arianna kept struggling and fighting, hoping that he'd just stop because he didn't want to accidentally hurt her. "Stop it, Ryan!" she cried, kicking and screaming. She growled at him, trying to get out of her cuffs. He began cutting away at her blazer, and she wailed. When his hand came up to her shoulder as he cut, she turned and bit his finger, though that was all she could get to. She growled at him. "I'm not your wife! Even if I said yes, it wouldn't be official!" She huffed, still trying to figure out some way out. "Ryan!" she screeched.
 
Ryan slapped her across the face when she tried to bite his finger, "Knock it off..." Once each of the sleeves were cut he pulled the destroyed garment off of her. Then he pulled her silk blouse out of her skirt and started to cut the buttons off of it... "It's such a shame to destroy such a lovly item... But you've given me no choice... You've made your bed and now you must lie in it..."
 
Arianna cried out when he slapped her. She'd never been slapped by anyone before. She glared at him, still fighting him as he cut away her protection against him. She wasn't about to let him do this. Her mind was racing as she tried to find some way out of this. She doubted that he would treat her any differently as his "wife." She growled and spat at him, trying to slow him down and buy herself more time. She watched as he cut off her buttons, revealing her bra beneath. "Let me go, Ryan!" she yelled. She spat again. The young woman was feisty, alright. She couldn't see any way out of this. What was she going to do? "And what if I am your wife?" she demanded. "Will you treat me any differently?"
 
Once her blouse was cut opened and she asked if she would be treated differently. "Oh yes... You'll be treated much better. You'll get clean clothes, warm baths and showers, you can use the toilet, good food. You won't be allowed access to any phones or the Internet. We would have sex and share the same bed and you would also be the mother of my children. And, I would never chain you to the bed. What do you say?"
 
Arianna narrowed her eyes at him. It sounded so much better than just getting raped all the time. She growled at him. "Fine," she grunted begrudgingly. Maybe he'd let them have sex on her terms. Or at least consider them. She glared at him and waited impatiently for him to unchain her. She'd find some way out of this. She was sure of it. He probably wouldn't trust her for a while, judging by how feisty she was and how used to control.
 
Ryan smiled. He locked the scissors in the drawer. And then proceed to unchain her from the bed. Then he handed the tray of food to her..."I think it's still hot... After you eat, you can shower and use the restroom. I'll get you some clean clothes and if you want I can give you a tour of your new home."
 
Arianna rubbed her bruised wrists when he unchained her, huffing. When he handed the tray to her, she growled and shook her head. "Don't wanna eat," she mumbled. "Just let me shower and use the restroom." She was still commanding, even as his "wife." She crossed her arms firmly, showing she didn't want to argue with him about it.
 
"All Right... Fine..." said Ryan. He showed Arianna into the bathroom. Ryan took her hand and walked her over to the bathroom. He unlocked the door and let her in. There was a large tub with jacuzzi jets and a good sized shower stall with frosted glass. There were two sinks that looked like old fashion wash bowls with drains in the middle and old fashioned faucets. The toilet tank was high up on the wall and used a chain to flush. "You get yourself cleaned up and I'll get you some clean clothes for you to wear. Oh and the shock device is waterproof, so don't worry about it getting wet..." He kissed her on the cheek and walked back into the bedroom.

He walked over to the other closet and unlocked it. Inside was nothing but dresses and shoes, all in Arianna's size. And some maternity dresses for her as well. There were also a couple of dressers filled with underwear and a couple of swimming suits for her. He picked out a nice purple dress, it would reach her ankles, had short sleeves, and was cut low enough to show a modest amount of cleavage. Then he picked out a purple satin and lace set of bra and panties. Finally, he picked out a black pair of Mary Jane flats. He walked out of the closet, placed the clothes on the bed and waited for her to come out.
 
Arianna huffed when he finally just let her go into the bathroom. Sh elooked around quietly, examining the bathroom before she felt his kiss on her cheek. She didn't smile, just watching him leave. She couldn't find a way to shut the door, so she huffed and shook her head. She went into the shower stall, shutting the door and starting to toss her clothes over it so that he'd just see her silhouette. She'd put off showing her naked body as long as she could. She got clean and showered, using the soap and conditioner he'd provided, and shaved her legs. She poked her head out of the shower door when she was done, grabbing her towel and slipping back inside. She got dried and wrapped the towel around her lithe body, coming back out to find that he was sitting there, with clothes for her. She swallowed and took them, slipping back into the bathroom and starting to get dressed out of his sight, hoping that he wouldn't come in. She didn't want him to see her. When she was done, she came out with her arms crossed. These weren't her kind of clothes.
 
While Arianna was in the bathroom changing Ryan took out his iPhone and entered a code into it. The shock gate on the bedroom door was disabled and the shock gates on all of the windows and doors leading outside. Ryan smiled when he saw his beautiful "bride" walk out of the bathroom. "You look so beautiful, my dear." He once again kissed her on his cheek. "Now, let me show you our home..." He took her hand, lead her out of the master bedroom. and led her down the hall.

There were several doors that Ryan said were spare bedrooms and the upstairs bathroom. Then they headed downstairs to the living room/dinning room. It had the same paneling as the rest of the house. There was a fireplace on one wall with a big couch and on another was a 42" flat screen TV with another couch in front of it. The floor was all hardwood with some rugs in front of the couches. There were two other doors besides the one that lead outside. One was the door to the downstairs bathroom. The other was the door that lead to his office. He told her that she wasn't allowed in there. There was a good sized dinning room set in the dinning room area of the rather large room. Then he took her to the kitchen. It had all of the top of the line appliances. There was an island with cook top and a couple of bar stools on the other side. Then he showed her the laundry room, it had the top of the line washer and dryer. "Well, that's about it. What you think?" he asked?
 
Arianna showed some interest as he led her around and showed her her new prison. She crossed her arms and frowned, taking it all in. When they were done, she smiled weakly and nodded. "It's good," she said quietly. She was still clearly unhappy about her situation, but she didn't complain. She sighed, wondering why she couldn't go in his office, what he'd do if she did. She brushed her hair out of her face and bit her lip. "Now what?" she asked.
 
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