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From Business Woman to Mate (Ryanmo97 x Lilytania)

Arianna dried herself off before letting him take back her towel. She crossed her arms again before shaking her head. "I'm not hungry," she said. She growled and huffed. She wanted control. She wanted normalcy. She wanted life. She shook her head and clenched her fists. "Just leave me be, please."
 
Ryan shook his head, "I was hoping wouldn't have to resort to this... But you leave me no choice...." He took her hand and pulled her out of the room. He made her think that he was going to chain her up. But they walked right through the chains and to a door on the other side of the room. He unlocked it. The room was gray in color. There was a toilet with no lid and an odd drain a few feet from the toilet. The was also a chair in the center of the room. He sat Arianna in the chair he tied her legs to the the chair legs, her arms behind her back, and then he put a blindfold over her eyes. He didn't say a world as he walked out of the room and closed the door.
 
Arianna screamed as he began to drag her off. She struggled and kicked, fighting him off. She tried to hit him, and he plopped her down on the chair. She wailed and tried to escape as he tied her down, but he left her there, immobile and blind. "Let me go!" she screamed.
 
Ryan let her sit there for several hours. Ryan returned, carrying a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and a chair. He entered the room without saying anything. He set the bowl on the chair and left the room for a moment he returned carrying a table. He set the table near Arianna, and set the soup on the table. He sat down in the chair, picked up the soup, got a spoon full and placed the spoon of soup up to her lips.
 
Arianna turned her head toward the noise when she heard him enter. She waited silently as he moved about, causing the sounds to echo and confuse her. She bit her lip quietly as she waited for him to say something. He never did, but he startled her when she felt the spoonful of soup at her lips. She didn't move for a moment before she huffed and opened her mouth, taking the soup in. She felt like a helpless child who couldn't feed herself.
 
Ryan smiled when Arianna opened her mouth to accept the food. He gave her another bite of soup and after he did he reached up and gently played with her breasts and nipples. He waited to see what her reaction would be.
 
Arianna swallowed the hot soup, taking each bite he gave her. When she felt his hand go to her breasts and nipples, she gave a little cry of protest and shifted uncomfortably. "Please don't," she requested quietly, not liking his touch on her body.
 
Ryan didn't say anything when she told him to stop. He stopped, then he set the bowl of soup back on the table, got up and started to walk toward the door. He was testing her, she had to learn that if she wanted anything, it would be on his terms and not hers. He was in control, not her.
 
Arianna frowned, hearing the sound of the bowl being set on the table, and then his shuffling feet. She tensed her body, realizing she had broken a rule. "W-Wait!" she cried. "I'm sorry for commanding, Master," she said. "Please may I eat?"
 
Ryan smiled when she called him Master and asked to eat. He walked back over to her and sat down. He picked up the bowl and gave her another spoonful. After she ate it he would fondle her breast. This pattern continued until the bowl of soup was gone. Then he got up and started to move the table and chair out of the cell.
 
Arianna didn't like it, but she was hungry. She ate obediently, growling as he fondled her breast. She waited impatiently, until there was no more soup and he began to move again. Her ears tuned to every move he made.
 
Once the table and chair were out of the room, Ryan knelt on the floor beside her, he took out a knife and cut the ropes that tied her legs to the chair. Then he cut the ropes around her wrists, pull her arms from behind her back and placed them on her lap. He then removed the blindfold. Ryan then stood Arianna on her feet and took the chair she was sitting in and without saying a word, He walked out of the room and locked the door.
 
Arianna frowned, letting him cut her free and place her hands in her lap. She listened to his movements, and when he pulled off the blindfold, she watched him. Her emerald eyes looked upset when he turned to leave again. "Wait! Wait!" she said, running after him. She pounded on the door in frustration before sliding down and sitting on the floor. She groaned and rubbed her forehead, shaking her head.
 
Ryan watched Arianna from his control room. There were pinhole cameras all over the room. Ryan left her in there alone for the rest of the day. At dinner time he passed her a bowl of soup and a bottle of water through a slot in the wall.

The next morning, Ryan returned to the cell. This time he brought a bowl of oatmeal. He didn't say a word as he sat down on the floor next to Arianna. He didn't say a word, he just sat there and waited for her to wake up.
 
When her dinner was pushed into the room, she took it, trying to push open the slot again so she could peek out, but it didn't work. She sighed and sat there, eating her dinner quietly. She put the empty bowl and glass on the floor next to her before the young woman laid down on the floor and fell asleep.

When she woke up in the morning, Arianna opened her eyes to see her Master before her. She frowned and slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to give her her food.
 
Ryan smiled when he saw Arianna wake up. When she reached out for the bowl, he took a spoonful of oatmeal and put it up to her lips. He planed on feeding her like he did with the soup. He wondered if she would still let him feed her now that her arms were now free.
 
Arianna backed her head away when he tried to feed her himself. She grumbled and reached out to instead take the food from him. She didn't wish to be treated like she was incapable of caring for herself. She didn't say anything, just reached for the oatmeal.
 
Ryan shook his head and held the spoon to her mouth. She had to learn that he was in control. If he wanted to feed her he would feed her. If he wanted her to feed herself he would let her feed herself.
 
Arianna gave an annoyed whine before opening her mouth. The woman didn't like being under someone else's control. She liked running her own life. She liked being the one ordering others around. She growled and ate quietly, gagging when the odd texture of the oatmeal flowed into her mouth. She didn't like oatmeal very much, but she swallowed anyways.
 
Ryan smile when she opened her mouth. He repeated the process with the soup. After each bite he would fondle her breasts. When the oatmeal was gone, he took a blindfold out of his pocket. He put the blindfold over her eyes and brought her to her feet. He then escorted her out of the cell and to a bathroom. The bathroom was very simple. There was a shower, a sink, a toilet and a mirror. On the counter there was a set of clean clothes in Arianna's size. A simple blue blouse, a black pleated skirt that would reach her knees, a pair of blue satin and lace panties, and a pair of black Mary Jane flats. Ryan took her toward the shower to indicate that now was the time she would be permitted to clean herself up. She could see in the shower that she was provided with her favorite shampoo, conditioner and soap.
 
Arianna frowned, but didn't protest, when he pulled out a blindfold. She relied on his touch as he brought her to her feet and led her out of her cell. Once they were there, she pulled off her blindfold, looking around. She looked at the clothes and frowned. He wasn't going to make her walk around naked? She walked into the shower, looking inside and finding her favorite shampoo, conditioner, and soap. She turned on the shower, got clean with the supplied items, and then came out and dried herself off. She took the clothes, studying them before getting dressed. "Why are you giving me clothes?" she asked.
 
"I'm giving you clothes because I want to... Now get dressed..." He said. Once Arianna was dressed he put the blindfold on her and took her back to the cell, removed her blindfold and left. This pattern repeated it self for the next seven days. He would feed her three times a day. Warm oatmeal for breakfast and soup for lunch and dinner. Let her shower after breakfast and give her clean clothes each day. The clothes were the same each day, a simple blue blouse, a black pleated skirt that would reach her knees, a pair of blue satin and lace panties, and a pair of black Mary Jane flats.

On the seventh day, after her shower, he returned her to the cell. He removed the blindfold and stared at her, for several moments before he started to unbutton her blouse.
 
Arianna followed the routine day after day, starting to grow used to it once she grew more comfortable around him. She started to tolerate the oatmeal, and the soup was just fine. Every day she changed into the fresh clothes, letting him deal with the clothes she'd been wearing. She let him blindfold her, and then return her to her cell.

On the seventh day, she looked at him as he stared at her. When his hands reached to her blouse, she stumbled back. She didn't like being touched, and she still didn't want him looking at her body. She didn't want to be his sex slave.
 
Ryan had enough of this... Ryan ripped her blouse off then he took hold of her skirt and ripped it off as well. Then he took ahold of her panties and ripped them off as well. He then pushed her down on the floor. He took his cock out of his pants then he got on top of her, pined her arms down and then pushed his cock into her dry pussy.
 
Arianna began to cry out when he was suddenly so rough. In a panic for self-defense, she began to struggle and fight, wailing as he tore away her clothes and pushed her down on the floor. He pinned her lithe body down easily, and she felt his cock roughly enter her body. She cried out in pain as he pushed into her dry pussy. She wailed and struggled, fighting him. She wasn't a virgin, but it still hurt. She hadn't had anyone for so long.
 
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