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From Business Woman to Pet Woman (Ryanmo97 x LeatrixSage)

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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. There was one thing that he wanted. He wanted a pet woman. He knew that he could probably find a woman on the internet, who wanted to be the pet/sex slave of some man. He decided that it would be more fun to kidnap a woman and force her to become his pet. He spent quite a bit of money converting his basement into a new home for his pet. Then, he started to look for the perfect woman to make his pet.

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 skirt 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 pet/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...
 
Gloria Miller
Age: 26
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 132 lbs.
Hair: Light Auburn/Copper/Strawberry Blond
Eyes: Grey
Body Type: Slender, slightly curvy

What a day, Gloria thought as she snapped her designer purse closed. She’d had to fire Jeff Stewart. The man as an egotistical, chauvinistic pig and – of course – had made a scene amongst the cubical offices of the junior editors he’d once been in charge of and the long line of secretaries. Yes, she was only 26 and yes, part of why she had the position of senior editor was due to a few family connections. That wasn’t, however, the end of the story. Jeff may have been 46 and with the company for 20 years, but he was lazy, careless, and had a habit of choosing books that didn’t sell.

Honestly, she couldn’t believe he hadn’t been fired sooner. Of course, the gossip his little explosion had caused still left her a little pink in the cheeks. She could almost feel the eyes of every single underling on the 17th floor following her as she walked down the rows and to the elevators. The bastard had some nerve insinuating she would sink so low as to get into bed with Harris and Harris. The Twin siblings were the Founders and co-owners of the Publishing Company. Granted, both men were well into their 60’s and sleeping with women that were barely old enough to live alone, but that didn’t mean she’d hopped into bed with them for her job.

Gloria’s cheeks flamed all the redder as she caught her secretary leaning over the divider between her desk and the one belonging to Jeff’s ex-secretary, gossiping away. On some level, she couldn’t blame them. On another, she wanted to see security hall them off and drop them face first onto the very busy sidewalk just outside the front doors.
The elevator dinged, the doors slid open, and Gloria gratefully hurried inside and stabbed the close button. No one followed her. The doors slid closed, and her shoulders drooped, letting her purse slip down to her left elbow and her right arm hang loosely from the weight of the smartly feminine briefcase held there. Shutting her eyes, she took a deep breath, and then started to grin.

Firing Jeff had been the most satisfying event of the week
 
Ryan first saw Gloria walking out of her office building about a month ago. He loved the way she looked, so he started to follow her. He learned her routine and thanks to his wealth, he was able to learn every single detail of Gloria's life. Now, it was time to take his pet home. He was waiting in the shadow's behind his car. There was only a few cars in the lot. He smiled when he saw her walking toward her car. She had to walk past his to get to her car so as soon as she walked past his car, he rushed up behind her and tackled her to the ground. Once she was on the ground he injected her with a drug that would put her to sleep until morning.

Once he got Gloria back to his house he took her down to the dungeon and put her in her cage. The cage was wide enough for her to curl up in to sleep. But, it was only high enough for her to get on her hands and knees. He left her fully clothed for now because he wanted her to be awake when he stripped her. He closed the door of her cage and locked it before going upstairs for bed.
 
She’d never even heard him coming.

The musty smell of damp dust and cold cement filled her lungs as she breathed in. Her knee ached from where she’d scraped it. Her left wrist throbbed in complaint, her right palm felt like it was on fire, and the side of her neck felt bruised and tender. Gloria moved experimentally in small degrees. Everything ached, but nothing seemed broken.

She lay that way for a long time, afraid to open her eyes and confirm what she already knew. Panic hung on the edges of her thoughts, her heart fluttering so fast she could feel it beating. The truth was there, but she refused to acknowledge the thought.

Instead, she focused on forcing her eyes open. The sight of bars made her breath catch in her throat. She choked around the gulp of air, forcing her lungs to keep working.

Breathe in… Breathe out…

Slowly, Gloria pushed herself up. The world lurched a little, her head aching dully and nausea making her stomach churn. As her eyes scanned beyond the bars, Gloria pressed the back of her shaking hand against her mouth. She couldn’t even stand. The tight confinement made it all the harder to breathe. That sour, metallic mixture of panic and fear threatened to swamp her, to blot out her ability to reason.

Futilely, she forced it down. She could sit, her head brushing the top of the cage, her long hair reaching the dirty floor around her hips.

“Hello?” she whispered at first, afraid to hear an answer. “Hello?’ she called out louder, and then listened.

“Is there anyone there?” she yelled this time, find strength in a growing since of frustrated anger. There had to be someone. “Answer me!”
 
The next morning he woke up with a smile. He knew his pet would be awake by now and wondering how she got there. But, he wanted to put her in a bit more suspense. He took care of his chickens and ate breakfast. Then he headed down to his home office and checked the camera's in his pet's new home. and found his beautiful new pet woman awake. He turned on the lights and she could see the dungeon was very bare. There were no windows and a few doors. There was also a set of shackles hanging from the ceiling and a set of shackles attached to the floor.

He walked in the room and said, "Good morning, Gloria. Today is the first day of your new life. You are here to be my pet woman. Now, you have no choice in the matter. You will do as you are told or you will be punished. Now, it's time to get you ready to begin your new life. "He opened the cage and took her out "Now, since you are a pet and pets don't wear clothes. We'll have to get rid of these things you are wearing. Take off all of your clothes... Now..."
 
Gloria jerked when the lights came on, cracking her head against the top of the cage. The dull ache that settled in there cleared her thoughts somewhat. Of course, the sight that greeted her served only to make her fear grow. She shivered as her eyes scanned the room, nearly oblivious to the fact that someone else was there until he spoke.

When he opened the cage door, she tried to wriggle away, but there was no where to go. Despite her attempts at freedom, she still found herself on her feet and standing far too close to the lunatic that had kidnapped her. Gloria shuttered at the though, and then started shaking in earnest as he ordered her clothes off.

“No,” the single syllable came out hard and cold. Bravado alone gave her the ability to glare at her captor. She nursed her out rage, milked her anger until she actually started to feel as strong as her voice sounded.

“Let me go,” she growled, jerking her arm to try and get free of his grasp. “Let go of me!”
 
Ryan pulled her to the center of the room when she refused to strip. He gave her one chance to submit willingly now he was going to have to do thing the hard way. He pulled her to the center of the room put her arms and legs in the shackles in the center of the room and then he took a knife out of his pocket. "Like I said, since you are a pet and pets don't wear clothes. We'll have to get rid of these things you are wearing..."

Ryan removed her shoes and started to slice down each arm of her blazer until it fell to the floor. Then, he cut off each button of her blouse and sliced down the back and each arm of her blouse until it joined her jacket on the floor. Then he put the knife in the waistband of her skirt and sliced down until it fell to the floor. He walked around her as she hung there in her bra and panties. "mmm... So sexy... Too bad I have to cut them off of you..." then he cut her bra straps and the front of her her bra allowing it to fall to the floor. Then he cut each side of her panties and they fluttered to the floor. Once she was naked he walked around her again.
 
Gloria began to struggle in earnest as He drug her toward the center of the blank, basement room. She pulled against him, clawed at the hand on her arm, and pushed her heels into the cement floor. It achieved nothing. Despite her efforts, she still ended up exactly where he wanted her to be. She pulled uselessly against the shackles at first, trying to work her hands free, until the knife came into view.

Gloria froze, staring at the blade as a new fear trickled down her spine. She leaned away from him, still trying to escape, but there was nothing she could do to prevent the loss of her clothing. One item at a time they fell and her blood pressure ratcheted up another level. She flinched each time the cold metal touched her skin, terrified he might cut more than her clothes.

When finally she was naked, Gloria stood shaking from a mixture of fear and adrenaline. She stared resolutely at the floor, refusing to look up. Her body tensed as he walked around her, smooth muscle flexing beneath slightly olive-tented skin. Instinct made her press her legs tight together as if trying to hide the tidy triangle of peach-fuzz at the juncture of her thighs. There was nothing she could do to hide the rest of her body. Her breasts sat high, nipples slightly tight from the chill in the air, their honey-color a sharp accent against the paleness of the rest of her skin.
 
Ryan then said, "Now... I strip the final thing I can from you... Your name. You are now my pet so I get to name you..." he reached into his pocked and pulled out a black collar with a sliver tag on it. "From now on your name is Lilly." Ryan placed the collar around her neck and freed her from the chains. He let her fall to the floor. He removed the shackles from around her feet and he looked down at her. "From now on you will walk on your hands and knees." Then he leaned down and attached a leash to Lilly's collar. "Now, come with me... It's bath time..."
 
The collar was cool against her skin and felt too tight around her neck. Despite the fact that is hung loosely, she felt strangled by it. Gloria wrinkled her nose at the name her gave her, momentarily distracted by the childish whimsy of a name like "Lilly." It really didn't suit her at all.

When the chains came off her wrists, Gloria yelped in suprise, barely catching herself to keep her knees from catching the full impact of her fall. She heard His instructions that she walk on her hands and knees and felt like telling him to go to hell. Her mouth, however, stayed shut as she remembered the knife against her skin.

The sound of the leash clipping into place made her shudder, but she followed it's pull obediatently. She would wait, bide her time... eventually a way out of this would show itself... it had to!
 
He lead her over to a locked door. He unlocked it and they went in. It was a special bathroom. The tub had a door in the side that locked and two small straps attached to the floor at the front of the tub and two larger straps attached to the back floor of the tub. Ryan then guided Lilly into the tub and strapped down her arms and legs to the floor of the tub, before removing the leash. He walked away from the tub for a moment. He took off his clothes and put on a swimming trunks. When he came back and she could look at him. 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. Then he reached up and grabbed the shower head and turned it on, spraying warm water all over Lilly's body... "You have to be nice and clean today, Lilly... If I'm going to fuck you..."
 
She had hoped they'd be leaving the dark room and heading somewhere with doors and windows... Gloria's hopes weren't to find any outlet. Instead, she felt a crushing depression settling in as she crawled into the tub behind a locked door that led no where.

He strapped her down to the floor of the tub by her arms and legs and her eyes started to sting with unshed tears. She closed her eyes tight, fighting back the need to cry, and tried to think of something, anything else than what was happening.

Withough really meaning to, she let her eyes travel to Him. She watched him undress, afraid of what she might see and yet unable to look away. He wasn't a bad looking man, not at all, she admitted with a touch of anger. He was... handsome.

As he came close again, Gloria ducked her head, trying to avoid his eyes. She didn't want to know he was looking at her. She didn't want him to know she had looked at him.

She jumped when water hit her back, and then relaxed as the warmth seeped into her skin. It eased the tension in her body, brought a touch of peace to her frazzeled nerves. That peace shattered when he spoke, and Gloria's head snapped around so that she could look up to him. He meant what he'd said, and a new fear started growing. He was going to do what he pleased... and there was nothing she could do about it.
 
Ryan once Lilly was all wet, he got a poof sponge, and put some body wash on in and started to wash Lilly. He scrubbed all over her body. He paid close attention to her breasts and pussy. Then, he washed all the makeup off her face and then he started to rinse the soap off her body. Once her body was clean he started to work on her hair. He picked up a bottle of shampoo and started to rub it into her hair. Ryan shampooed Lilly's hair, rinsed, and repeated. Then, He conditioned it and once that was rinsed off. He reattached her leash and unhooked her from the tub. Ryan took her out of the tub and over to a special drying area. Using similar straps to the restraints in the tub. He tied her down, picked up a nice soft towel and started to dry her off, "There... Don't you feel better, Lilly?"
 
In a twsited sort of way, she did feel better.

She'd felt embarrassed and humiliated at first. Part of her still hated the way he had so thoroughly claimed ownership over her body through something so simple as a bath. Still... he'd done nothing to hurt her, and she'd eventually relaxed. The scrape of the poof sponge over her skin, particularly her tedner nipples, had sparked another reaction she hadn't dreamed possible.

As he'd washed her hair, his fingers kneading her scalp, she had relaxed even further. He'd calmed her to the point where, as he lead her from the tub, she had resisted. When he tied her down yet again, she had fussed a little, but accepted the bondage more easily than before.

The towel was soft against her skin, his hands gentle. It disturbed her that she found comfort in that. She knew what he planned to do, and that still terrified her... why then was she becoming so complacent with the way things were?

Feeling less trapped and a little more brave again, Gloria tilted her head to the side and asked softly, "Who are you?"
 
Ryan continued to dry Lilly. When she asked who he was he just looked at her and said, "To you my name is Sir or Master..." Once her body was dry, Ryan picked up a hair dryer and a brush, and started to dry her hair. "You have such wonderful hair, Lilly... One of the reasons I chose you was because of your beautiful red hair." He dried and brushed her hair until it was dry. Then he put it into a French braid. Once he was done with her hair, Ryan got dressed and reattached her leash and guided her over to a little door that was just big enough for her to crawl through. "Behind this little door is your toilet. It is just big enough for you to crawl in and sit yourself on the toilet. There is a sink and toilet paper in there as well. I'm sure you need to use the restroom. Don't worry I can't see inside. I have no interest in watching you go to the bathroom." Ryan then hooked a chain to Lilly's collar and unhooked the leash. "Don't take too long..."
 
Sir or Master... the idea sent a shiver through her. It was uncomfortable to think of Him that way. Dreading the implications, she put the thought aside and tried to stay calm. There was a kind of fragile safety in just remaining placid.

As he brushed and dried her hair, Gloria found herself feeling almost groggy, as if she could fall asleep while he worked. The slow, careful braiding of her hair only strengthened the lassitude. Hovering in the lethrargic state, she let herself enjoy the simple pleasure, let herself forget the situation she was in and where it was undoubtedly going to lead.

She found it was easy to follow the pull of the leash now. There was no hesitation in her movements. As he explained her restroom privileges, she listened carefully, nodding when he was finished.

It wasn't until she was in the restroom itself that she realized she did really need to use it. Looking around, she found that, even here, there was no way she could escape Him. That hopeless feeling threatened to return, and Gloria resolutely pushed it away. She was not going to give in to desperation just yet.

Once she was done, she crawled back through the little door slowly, eyes searching for him before she submissively crawled through and then sat back on her heels. The fear seemed to be gone, but she still shighed away whenever he drew close.
 
Once she came out of the toilet area, he reattached the leash, unhooked the chain and lead her out of the bathroom. "You are doing very well, Lilly. You keep this up and you will be rewarded." He took her to another door and unlocked it. In the room was a nice four post bed with cuffs attached to each post. He picked Lilly up and put her on the bed. Then He put her arms and ankles into the cuffs on the bed. Then he removed her leash and took his clothes off again. This time he was naked and Lilly got a good look at her owner's hard 9" Cock. He climbed on top of her and started to suck on her breasts. As he sucked on her right breast, his left hand move up her body to her left breast and started to play with it. Then, his 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.
 
"Um.. thank you," she muttered in a soft responce. Him being happy should work out to her not being in pain.. or at least, not as much pain as she could be in otherwise. Although, what he would reward her with could be as frightening as what his punishments could be. Honestly, she was too dazed by this point to make heads or tails out of what was good and what was bad.

She was numb to where he led her and what he did until the bed came into few. When he picked her up, terror laced it's way through Gloria's body, a quick rush of adrenaline following it. In that moment of flight or fight, she froze, equally afraid of what he might do to her if she fought him. She struggled weakly as he bound her wrists and then her ankles. She put up just enough of a fight to make it obvious she was afraid, but not enough that it made any difference.

When He undressed, she found her eyes drawn down His body. Somehow, the sight of his heavy cock both thrilled and frightened. She was a small woman, built narrow and shallow.. a man his size could hurt her badly if he chose to.

She bit down hard on her bottom lip as he got on top of her, trying hard to hide her shivering. His lips closed around a soft nipple, and Gloria gasped as it tightened beneath his tounge. As a hand found her other breats, there, too, the nipple tightened and puckered for attention. There was a ruthless kind of humiliation in the dampness between her thighs. As he drove a finger inside her tight pussy, she felt her cheeks flame a bright red. The proof of the fact that her body was responding to his was unavoidable. She couldn't hide it anymore than she could stop the sharp spike of sensation that flood through her as his palm rubbed against her tender clit. It pulsed, ached, and then her body shuddered beneath his.

Anger seethed somewhere beneath the surface, and Gloria jerked hard at the cuffs around her wrists, pulling desperately against them while she tried to buck him off of her and get her legs closed. It was useless, but she struggled all the same.

"Stop," she yelped out the word, hiding what might have been a moan. "Please, stop.. don't do this to me."
 
Ryan ignored her pleas as he continued playing with her body for several more minutes before he moved up her body. He placed his cock so it was just touching her pussy lips. "Get ready, my pet our first time together..." Then he pushed his cock into her waiting pussy. Ryan moaned as he fucked his pet woman for the first time. He could tell that she hadn't been with many men with cocks as big as his. She was very tight. "mmm Oh yeah..." He started to slide in and out of her pussy harder and faster with each stroke. He also reached down and continued to play with her breasts. "OH... Lilly..." he moaned.
 
Gloria stilled, staring up at Him wide eyed when she felt his cock nudge between her legs. There was nothing she could do, no where she could go.
"Please don't," she tried again, and then he pushed inside her.

Gloria gasped as his cock drove into her damp pussy. She was wet for him, but it still hurt to have him push so deep so quickly. She shook beneath him, staring at nothing as he moved inside her. There was pleasure there. No matter how much she hated Him, the feel of his heavy cock inside her body was causing a slowly growing tightening in her belly. The tension grew slowly, tempered by the pain still throbbing through her from that first push.

As his body pounded into hers, the pressure steadily grew. She adjusted to the size of him, and then the pleasure doubled itself over. Helpless to hide it, she moaned softly even as tears leaked from her eyes. He was raping her, and she was enjoying it.

Gloria shut her eyes tight against it all, but all that did was let her focus on his cock driving relentlessly deeper into her. She wanted to beg again, to tell him to stop... but she didn't want him to. Thoughtlessly, her body arched beneath him, straining to get him deeper, take more of him, the pleasure taking over where her mind just couldn't follow.
 
Ryan continued to pound Lilly's pussy. He squeezed her breasts and tickled her nipples... "Oh yes... Yes... Yeah..." He smiled as her felt her body arch beneath him. He knew the pleasure was staring to take over... Soon, she would be his pet. "Oh.... Lilly... Oh yes..." She was being so good not begging to be free. She was taking it like a good girl and she would be rewarded for her actions when they finished. After several minutes of fucking, he could feel the cum building in his dick. "Oh yes... Yes... Oh... I'm gonna fill you with my cum..."
 
"Don't," it was half-hearted, but she still tried. "Don't do that."

Even as she begged him not to cum inside her, the walls of her pussy squeezed down around his cock, her body working to make him do exactly that.

Gloria twisted her head away, stairing at nothing, lost in a haze as He fucked her. She whimpered as the pleasure grew. She was going to come for Him, and she hated that there was nothing she could do to stop it. A Few minutes more, and Gloria cried out, arching hard beneath Him while her body pulsed with waves of pleasure. Each hard push of his cock inside her only drove her higher and she let herself get lost in how good it all felt. For a moment, she forgot everything.
 
He continued to pound her pussy. He could tell that she was getting close to cumming. He could feel the cum building in his dick. "Yes... Oh yes... Oh... Here it comes..." Then, he shot his load into her pussy just as she reached her orgasm, "Oh yeah..." He finished and then pulled out of her he climbed off of her, and started to dress got dressed, "You've done very well, Lilly, and you've earned a reward. He reattached her leash, unchained her from the bed and put her back on the floor. They walked out of the room and walked to another door. He unlocked it and inside was a nice large pet bed, a large dog door simular to the one in the bathroom that led to another toilet. There was also a small sink that was full of water and a basket that was filled with some of her favorite treats. There was a TV up on the wall with a remote built into a little stand next to the pet bed. "This will be your room, my pet. If you continue to be good. You will remain here. If you are bad you will return to your cage. You relax and I'll be back later with your lunch." He got down, kissed her cheek, got up and left. There was no way for Lilly to leave the room. There was a plate next to the door that would only open to Ryan's thumb print.
 
Even lost in her own pleasure, Gloria felt it when he came inside her. The white-hot heat of it seared her to the bone. She felt empty when he moved away from her. Without him inside her she suddenly felt... less than she was before. The psychological implications were too much to consider.

After he was dressed, the leash returned, and then she was removed from the bed. She didn’t struggle or fight, she didn’t even think about it. Her body and mind were numb from shock. She crawled on her hands and knees beside him, finding the more she did it the easier it became to keep up with his pace.

Her reword, it seemed, was something more comfortable than where she began. Her stomach clenched when she spotted the food, and suddenly eating was all she could think about. She barely noticed the kiss on the cheek, but as soon as He was gone, Gloria got to her feet. Her legs shook beneath her as she stretched, working out the little aches and pains that had settled in everywhere. Her knees and wrists ached, her back complained of tight muscles, and her body was tender in places she didn’t want to think about.

A quick trip to the restroom, and she cleaned herself off, doing her best to wash away any evidence that He had raped her and that she had liked it. It took some times, but when she felt cleaner, she came out again. Annoyed with the leash now, she took it off and tossed it on the dog bed. She had a sinking suspicion she would be sleeping there… she felt exhausted already.

Clicking on the TV created a welcome noise. She didn’t notice the channel or what was on; it was just comforting to hear normal sounds.
Gloria approached the basket of snacks carefully, investigating them by poking around the basket. Her stomach growled, but she was afraid to break into them. What if she wasn’t supposed to?
 
Ryan took care of some business and then made some lunch for Lilly. He grilled up some chicken breast and cut it into easy to bite pieces. Then he dumped the chicken into a dish. Then he headed downstairs and found Lilly on her bed watching TV. "Hello, my pet... I brought you some lunch..." He set the bowl of food next to the bowl of water. He then walked over to the bed, picked up the leash, and put it in his pocket.
 
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