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The Deal Breaker

Sometimes May

Sometimes May

Super-Earth
Joined
Jan 4, 2012
Natalie sat next to her window, looking out at the sun setting along the small town. Her dad owned most of what she was looking at, which was sometimes impressive but others dishearening. Owning that much land caused a name to be spread around town. Everyone knew Natalie, but she didn't know anyone. She pulled her blonde curls to the side as she sat up, pulling her cotton robe around her body tigheter as she stood, getting herself ready for bed. She laid down in her purple silk covers, rolling on her back and thinking about the past day's events.

The robe was partly open, revealing something black and lacey underneath. But she didn't think about it. She was alone now. Her head turned to the side as her eyes slowly fell shut, pulling her into a deep rest.
 
Ryan Morris
Age: 32
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris waited in van in the woods by Natalie's house. Over a year ago, Ryan was forced out as CEO of his home security company because of a merger with Natalie's Father's company. He was suppose to remain as head of the company but after the deal was signed Natalie's Father fired Ryan. Sure he made a lot of money out of the deal but that was beside the point. That company had been in his family for years, someone had to pay.
Ryan decided to kidnap Natalie and make her his sex slave. He spent quite a bit of money converting his basement into a dungeon.

Ryan's company had installed the security system in Natalie's house and knew the master code to override the system. Once the lights went out in Natalie's room. He went to work. From his van he used his laptop to disarm the security system. Then he drove up to her house and walked up to the door and picked the locked. He quietly walked upstairs and found Natalie's room. He smiled as he watched her sleep. He then took a needle out of his pocket and carefully pulled down her covers. Then, he stuck the needle into her thigh. What was in the needle was a drug that would keep her knocked out during her transport to her new home.

Ryan headed down to the van and got a large crate and a hand truck out of the back. He took the crate upstairs to her room. He carefully put Natalie inside and took her down to the van. Then he got another crate and took it back to her room. He filled the second crate will all of her clothes, shoes, underwear, jewelry, makeup, personal hygiene items, and other personal things of hers.

When they got back to his house Ryan took Natalie down to the dungeon. He put her in a small room. He put her in a chair in the center of the room. He tied her legs to the chair and tied her arms behind her back. Then he put a blindfold over her eyes. He then went upstairs and went to bed.
 
It all seemed to happen like a horrible dream. Natalie remembered waking up at a sudden movement, but after a stinging pain, she felt her body being pulled back into a dreamless sleep. She figured it was just a bad dream, considering how relaxed her body was after the moment of slight panic.

A stiff pain in her neck woke her up from the sleep, as she lifted her head to find herself sitting up instead of laying down comfortably, in an unknown area, tied to a chair. It was first a wave of confusion. Was this still a dream? It was certainly bizarre. Something that never had happened to her. She pulled at the rope. Yea... it was a dream. It had to be. A dark room? With a chair? She shut her eyes, telling herself to wake up, until panic had reached her again when she opened her eyes and she was still in the same room. She wanted to move her knees together so that she didn't feel as if she was flashing the world; despite it only being a small room. She looked around, wanting to find out where she was. Was this a prank? It was one sick prank, really.

She pulled at the ropes again, hoping that she could possibly loosen the ties enough to slip out like they did in big movies. Though, it wasn't all that simple.

She was panicked now. How long would she stay here? "Hello?!" She called out. "Hey!!" She practically screamed. "Dad?!" She called even louder. Maybe he could hear her? This all seemed like a mistake.
 
Ryan walked into Natalie's cell. He walked up to her and took the blindfold off of her. "Hello, Natalie... Welcome to your new home... My name is Master... I've brought you here to be my sex slave." He walked around her to get a good look at what little she was wearing.
 
She was relieved someone had walked into the room, and the face looked familiar. Maybe this all was a prank, until he spoke. What? A sex slave? There wasn't such thing. She shook her head, with a light laugh. "What?" She asked, looking at him. She felt uncomfortable with the way he was looking at her. It was a lion and his prey in the same room.

She looked down, wanting to cover herself but obviously not being able to do much. "If this is on film or something... it's not funny." She said to him.
 
Ryan smiled, "Oh no... This is no joke Natalie... You see, your Daddy took something from me... My business. A business my family built from the ground up. Now, I'm taking something he loves You..." Ryan then took a pair of scissors out of his pocket and starts to cut off the robe off.
 
Natalie shook her head. That couldn't be true. Her dad was a good man. She looked at the man with distaste. He was serious. She freaked out. "What are you doing?! Get away from me!! Let me out of here!" She snapped at him, trying to shift away from his scissors. "Look... I wont tell anyone what happened as long as you take me back to my room and forget that all of this has happened... I promise I wont go to the police, or any of the enforcement. I dont' think cutting my robe is necessary!" She hissed as she didnt' want the favored robe ruined.
 
Ryan ignored Natalie's protests... "I have to cut off it off if I want to see what you are wearing underneath..." Ryan pulled her robe off then he walked behind her chair and he put a shackles around each wrist. He then cut her arms free. Then he put a shackle around each ankle and cut the ropes off Natalie's legs. Ryan pressed a button and the chains started to lift Natalie's arms up and over her head. Then she was lifted out of her seat until she was standing on her tiptoes. Ryan then removed the chair and started to walk around her to get a good look at what she was wearing under her now cut up robe.
 
Natalie was still in disbelief as to what was happening. She pulled at the chains as if she could somehow gain super human stregnth to break through solid metal. She didn't want to fall completely hopeless. "You are sick!" She snapped at him. She felt self concious. She had never been fully out like this in front of any male. Her black lace didnt do much to hide the sof flesh underneath it, and she began to fear what this man was planning. "You are so dead as soon as my dad finds me. He'll be sure that your ass rots in jail!"
 
Ryan slapped her across her face, "Your father will never find me. Because your father thinks you are dead. You see your house exploded last night. So, now you belong to me..." Ryan then took a hold of her bra and ripped it of her. Then he took a hold of her panties and ripped them off of her. Then he walked around her to get a good look at her nude body.
 
The slap hurt. It was a stinging sensation that spread across her face and she gasped at the fact that he did that. It ached, but not as much as the sudden news that her entire home, where she belonged, was destroyed by this monster. She wanted to get mad and upset, possibly even yell, but she couldn't. She felt frozen, stiff. She was trying to wrap her mind around the concept. This was no longer a joke. He could be bluffing. That'd be stupid. As soon as she was out of here, she'd kill the son of a bitch. But right now, she couldn't help but feel defeated.

She looked down at the ground, not bothering to look at him and then jumped at his sudden pull at her bra and panties. She feared him, now, because she literally had no defense, but she wouldn't show that. She'd never give him that pleasure. She looked up at him, glairing. Wanting to burn right through him. "Satisfied?" She asked sarcastically. He could bruise her, but it still wouldn't overrun the anger she had building up inside of her to this stranger.
 
Ryan smiled... "Oh no... We have just started... Every day you will be chained up like this as you will get 10 spankings." Ryan walked over to a cabinet and took out a large wooden paddle with three holes drilled in the end. He walked up behind her, tapped her ass with the paddle a couple of times, the he wound up and smacked her hard on the ass.
 
Natalie's heart sunk as she heard his voice. Really? There was more? She wouldn't survive this. She was already seeing her death ahead of her, not too far down the road. She never thought she'd die a slow and painful death. But then again, she was a worrier. Maybe there'd be some kind of investigation on this guy. He can't leave his crimes without finger prints.

But once she started thinking about it, she wasn't prepared for the tap on her bum. She jumped a little bit, at the sudden pulse from the wood. The first couple didn't hurt as much as the last one, which made her cry out in pain. Her hands balled up in fists. The same stinging sensation spreading along her ass in ripples of blistering read. Her eyes teared up. She lost her father, and now she was going to lose herself. All to this monster of a guy. She jaw practically locked as she held in her tears. She didn't want to cry. Nope. Wouldn't do it infront of him. Now it was just a matter of counting down until he'd just leave her alone. She didn't want to look pathetic or hopeless in front of him, even if she was in that kind of situation.

"Please!! Don't!!" She cried at the continuing burning sensation on her pale, fragile skin. She looked up, wanting to find some kind of inner strength. Her fingers were now intertwined in the chains, clasping onto them for her life. It wasn't long until panic took over again from the situation. She was here now, under the control of a stranger, who has killed everything she ever had.
 
Ryan smacked her hard on the ass 9 more times before he released he from the chains. He just let he fall to the ground. "If you are willing to submit to me Natalie, you will get a life similar to your old life but if you don't want to submit then you can stay here..." The room had a toilet and a bed and that's it. "What will it be?"
 
Natalie cried out at each spank, wanting it all to be over. She whimpered, shed a couple tears of pain, and tightened her hands against the chains at every blow.

Submit? To him? She shook her head. But then thought about it. If she could play submissive for a bit, maybe then she could find a way out of this mess. Give a little to get a little, right? "Fine." She quickly said. But hated saying it. She then hated the second part she forced herself to say. "I'm... yours." She hoped this wouldn't go on longer. She needed time to think and brainstorm. There had to be some way out of this mess.
 
Ryan smiled, "Good..." Ryan blindfolded Natalie and led her out of the room. He led her to a new room. He removed the blindfold and let her look around. The room was a stark contrast to the cell. The walls were painted very light pink. The bed was a four post canopy queen sized bed, with a nightstand on each side. Directly across from the bed was a medium sized flat screen TV sitting on a large case filled with DVDs, Blu-Ray Discs, and CDs. To the left of the TV was the door that lead out. To the right of the TV was a series of shelves that had a Satellite TV Receiver, a Blu-Ray Player and A CD player. On the wall to the right of the bed, was a vanity with all of Natalie's favorite cosmetics and a nice big make up mirror. There was also a door that lead to a private work out area, their were various machines for her to use and an area for her to do stretches. "I got you some tennis skirts and Mary Jane like sneakers for you to work out in." On the wall the head of the bed rested on, was the door to the bathroom with a bathtub and a shower stall. On the wall to the left of the bed, was a bookcase filed with books and the door to a large walk-in closet.

Inside where all sorts of clothes all in her size. There were all kinds of tops, blouses, skirts and dresses. There were no pants or shorts. He pointed to the floor and showed her all the shoes. They were all Mary Jane style shoes ranging from sneakers to regular flats to pumps with a 2" heel. He showed her a large dresser filled with bras, matching bikini cut panties, and other lingerie and sleeping clothes. "Why don't you pick out some thing to wear and we can talk some more..." Ryan walked out of the closet.
 
It was awkard for Natalie to be blindefolded and completely bare. She hated the feeling of being so exposed, but around this guy she had to be careful. She was now in survival mode. But her entire mood changed then he unblindfolded her. Her jaw dropped lightly as she looked at the complete difference. Good choice. The entire place was like a little girl's fantasy room. The bed, the bathroom, the clothes... sooo many clothes. She wondered how a strange man could invest the time in all of this. The closet was beautiful and it was so hard to choose what she wanted. Why was he so nice? Maybe he just was afraid of her in-advertantly. Natalie was still a little confused as to what a man like him did owning a room like this. But she wouldn't complain.

She listened to him, but didn't have many nice things to say to him so instead she just pulled out a couple of pieces she had taken to. She loved the pink bra and panties set. It went with a lighter pink blouse and a jean mini skirt. She wasn't a huge fan of not having pants in a wardrobe, but found that the jean skirt at least looked good with the shirt. It wasn't often that she wore skirts, so she felt somewhat uncomfortable. She decided to put shoes on, too. She chose white basic maryjanes. They were cute and reminded her of a pair she had back at her own place. Her heart sank a little when she thought about that, reminding her of the ability this man had over her.

She took in a breath, fixing her hair a bit to hold some form of dignity and then walked out of the closet. She was relieved she didn't have to walk around naked. "You have a good eye for fashion sense." She forced a smiled. Kill them with kindness, right? She looked down at the blouse, really taking to it. She felt like she was being spoiled, but there obviously was a catch since she could definitely read it in the man's expression.
 
Ryan smiled when Natalie walked out the closet. "You look very nice... Now it's time to go over the rules 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 intend to keep you until you no longer please me. I may even let you have my child. If you displease me, you will be punished. We will have sex three times a day.

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

3. When you do speak, you will refer to me as Master, or Sir. 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.

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. 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.

Every day after breakfast you will receive 10 spankings with the paddle.

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 be bound, of course, so you couldn’t run away. Or maybe, I’ll take you for a walk in the woods.

If you break any rule, you will be punished. Punishment could be loosing clothing privileges, loosing entertainment privileges or additional spankings. If you truly anger me, I will kill you.

Do you understand, Natalie?"
 
Natalie's eyes widened at his rules. What? He was kidding, right? No. Definitely not. It explained all of this princess treatment. She'd be completely used for the rest of her life. And having his kids? She definitely did not even want to consider that as an option. She bit her lip nervously. It wasn't the ideal life at all. She hated it, actually. She imagined her first time with a man to be on a wedding night, in deep, hot romance, and love... not... forced. It sat very uncomfortably with her. Where had her morals gone now?

"I... um... I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't have sex before marriage." She said, looking down at the ground. She hated this. She wanted to cry and completely break down. She didn't want to go through with this, and wanted other options...well... better options. She definitely didn't want to give up on life, but most certainly didn't want to live solely to please this man. She felt worthless. And now she had no one else to stand for her but herself. And who knows how long that would last?
 
Ryan walked up to her and lifted her head so she looked him right in the eye... "I don't care if you are saving yourself for marriage... You are now mine... You will do what I say... All of these nice things I just gave you can be easily taken away." Ryan took out a small remote and pressed a button. Large gray walls walls came down and covered up everything except for the bed, the door to the bathroom and the exit to the room. "Now... I ask you again... Do you understand the rules I just gave you, Natalie?"
 
Natalie's heart raced with panic when he lifted her head and she looked into his eyes. She took in a breath as the walls came down and she felt as if the room was once again, the horrid cell. She hesitated. She bit her lip. The rules sucked. He sucked. This whole situation sucked. But right now, she didn't want to make things worst. She just got into this. She'd have to gain a little bit of his trust in order to get what she wanted out in the end. Inadvertantly, she felt like she could still gain control of this situation.

"Yes... sir." She said, lightly. She didn't want to give away any fear in her voice, or any kind of anything that was satisfy him. He was giving her so much, yet, taking away so much at the same time. Which side could she possibly choose? Right now, she had to play it safe. No risks. Not yet. She swallowed hard, hating that he had the upper hand right now. She hoped someone was out there searching for her...anyone...
 
Ryan smiled... "Good..." he pressed the button on the remote and the walls started to rise... "You earned yourself 5 additional spankings for tomorrow... But, we'll worry about that then... For now, I want you to relax and enjoy your new home. I would like you to shower and put on something nice for dinner. I will be dining with you tonight and afterwards we will consummate our new relationship..." He kissed her on the cheek..., "See you later..." Ryan then walked out of the room and Natalie heard the door lock behind him.
 
Natalie wasn't sure what to think of this situation. She couldn't see herself ever get used to this. How long had he been planning this out? It was such an extensive expansion to ... where ever they were. She took in a breath, feeling shakey about tonight. And quite discusted. She didn't want him touching her, or even her submitting to him. It seemed like she was just handing him everything he wanted. She needed a plan, but right now her mind was too dizzy to even think of something logical. She took his advice, though. A shower would feel good. Something about washing everything away was appealing.

She got herself prepped for the shower, loving the soft towels in the bathroom, and the different soaps. At least she'd find comfort in her room. She wondered if the spankings would stop. She turned around in the mirror to look at her rear and saw that there was still residence of the reddness from before. She ran her fingers delicately over it and winced. She would not be able to feel her bum after all of this. Which was probably on the better end of the deal. If she could just completely numb-out her body, this whole process would be a whole lot easier. But the fact that she'd have to feel it all... feel him bothered her to no end. Not even a warm shower could wash alway that nerve.

She took her time getting ready. If she was going to completely ruin herself, at least she'd do it looking good. She straightened her hair, did flawless makeup. She grabbed a dress for tonight. She still wasn't used to not having any jeans. She wore a flowey white dress. Pure for one night, right? She took in a breath and her eyes started to water a bit at the thought of her going through with this. It was either go through this on decent terms... or go through this in torture. It seemed like torture either way, but at least she'd have a decent bed to retract to and be alone in.

She really didn't want to consummate anything tonight, and hated that whenever she'd try to get ahead, she felt as if she was getting behind. She sprayed herself with a plesant scent. She smelled it again, taking to the scent. She looked at it and wanted to remember that for... well... it wasn't like she was leaving anytime soon. And she'd definitely wouldn't want anything from here that would remind her of this dreading time. She sat at her vanity, looking at herself in the mirror. She looked like a lost pretty girl. She couldn't even smile at herself and just looked down at the wooden surface.
 
Sometime later Ryan walked in the room pushing a tray of food. There was enough food for two. There was steak, baked potatoes, baked beans, and salad with a choice of dressing. "I hope you're hungry." He then walked out of the room and brought in the table and chairs. Ryan walked over to Natalie and escorted over to the table. He pushed her chair up to the table, and started to put the food on it. "You look very nice tonight Natalie..." Once on the food was on the table Ryan started to fix his plate.
 
For a moment, Natalie was enjoying her time by herself. She fixed up her makeup a bit and pinned her hair back on the side, then redid it to so many other options. She was fidgeting. Her nerves were getting the best of her. When she heard him come in, her heart dropped once more. She turned to look at what he was carrying in with him and it was this elaborate steak dinner. It was still amazing to Natalie how someone could be so cruel but so nice at the same time. She sat at the table, which was very strange to be eating in the same room. She was hoping to go out to maybe get a mental map of the area.

To her surprise, she wasn't very hungry. In fact, she wasn't one to be able to eat when she was upset or uncomfortable. She heard his compliment. Of course she looked good. She looked good to anyone who was about to rob her of her purity. But of course, she had learned fast not to say things like that around him. She looked at him, watching him fix up the table as she had to brainstorm some kind of plan.
 
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