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Kidnapped and Sold (Ryanmo97 x Kathria)

Ryanmo97

Ryanmo97

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He was waiting.... Waiting for the right moment... He had been hired by a group of sex slavers to capture young girls for the next auction. He traveled the world looking for young girls to take. He specialized in girls from 16-19. He found his next victim sunbathing by the pool at a resort in the Bahamas. He did some intel and found out she was on vacation with her parents. He didn't know anything about her. He didn't need to. He just had to get her. She had long red hair and B maybe C cup breasts. He was currently secretly following her and her parents through a market. He was waiting for her to be separated from her parents. Then he would swoop in and take her away. Then he would drop her off and be off to his next destination.
 
Scarlet had been waiting for this all summer, to go on a trip to the Bahamas with her parents. Now, the time had come and she was here. They had been on the plane for hours, but Scarlet could care less when they had landed and she had been greeted by the locals. They had gone to their hotel first, to put their things away before they had all changed to go to the beach. Ah...how the beach was so beautiful here in the Bahamas.

Still, they had not stayed out on the beach for too long, her mother wanting to check out the market before the day was done. So Scarlet had put her long red hair up into a ponytail as she had trailed behind her parents in her bikini. Her blue eyes had scanned the market, and had gotten caught on some jewelry like always. Scarlet didn't pay attention to where her parents were headed as she picked up a necklace in her pale hands. Her c cup breasts bouncing in her top as she did so. It was pretty, the little necklace she held up, and she tried examining it further before..looking around and being unable to find her parents in the crowd of people. She dropped the necklace and the 16 yeah old girl was out pushing through people to find them. At once point, she grabbed a woman's arm thinking it was her mother, only to have the woman turn around and glare at Scarlet. "S-Sorry..." Scarlet had muttered before letting go of the woman's wrist to aimlessly look around for them.
 
The kidnapper watched as Scarlet stopped looked necklaces. He saw her parents were know where near. While she was distracted, the kidnapper came up behind her and secretly shoved the syringe into her ass. She was paralyzed almost instantly. "Just relax my dear..." he whispered in her ear. "You are going get me quite a bit of money. I've given you a very powerful drug. You'll be awake for the next few hours or so. but you'll be completely paralyzed"

The kidnapper took her out of the market, through an alleyway, and to a waiting van. He knocked on the door, the door opened to reveal a woman in a red business suit. "Here she is..." He said as he handed the girl to her.

"Very nice," said the woman, "She is going to go for quite a bit. Here is your finders fee..." she handed him an envelope, "I expect you'll get quite a commission once she's sold."

The kidnapper smiled, "If I figured right... I'll have enough to retire after she's sold... See ya..." The man left and the woman closed the door.

Scarlet was still paralyzed as she was loaded onto an private plane and was flown off the island. It didn't take very long to get to the 'auction house' as it was called by the slave community. She was unloaded off the plane by several women. She was taken to a blue room there were professional cameras and lights. The women set Scarlet in a chair. The young woman was still paralyzed as they started to pose her in different positions and take pictures of her. After several pictures they started to remove her bikini top they took a few more pictures then they removed her bikini bottoms and took more pictures. When they were finished with the pictures they took her to what looked like an examination room. She was weighted, measured, and medically examined.

Once the examination was finished. They put a purple bra and matching bikini cut panties on her. Then they put a pair of black Mary Jane flats on her feet. Then they escorted the still paralyzed Scarlet, to her cell. There was a cot, a toilet and a sink. There was a window but it was way up on the wall. The door was a regular door with a window in it. They put Ashley on the bed so the drugs could wear off, then they closed the door and locked it.
 
Scarlet had felt the sting of the needly instantly, as well as the drugs. She blinked several times, unable to really react as she became paralyzed. As she was falling against the man she saw a glimpse of her parents up ahead in the distance, they turned to talk to one another as they looked around most likely searching for her. At that time, when they had finally noticed she was gone, she was being dragged off by the man and then the market slowly disappeared from view.

The van came up them and Scarlet couldn't even move her lips as he laid her inside and they talked. Ah, she was being sold, and there was nothing she could do about it. She felt helpless and in reality she was as the van drove off. It didn't take them long to get to the plane, where she was pulled out of the van and placed onto it. It was a private plane, only her the woman and several other people being on it.

The plane ride had not been that long and she was carried inside by several women when her eyes opened. Only to find them bringing her in a room and posing her like a doll as they took pictures. The pictures didn't bother her at first, when they were of her in her bikini. It was when they started to remove her bikini and reveal her naked body that Scarlet wasn't to react...but the drugs were too strong to fight. She was soon completely naked and being exposed to these strange women and the camera before they put clothing back on her and dragged her to a room.

There, Scarlets eyes fell onto what would be her home as they placed her on the bed and moved to shut and lock the door. She watched them and stared at the door before looking up at the ceiling to wait for the effects of the drug to wear off. She was impatient, she wanted to move..wanted to scream. Scarlet gave up on waiting and decided to close her eyes, that would make the time waiting for the drugs to where off go by faster.
 
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 house in the country far from everyone with all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. But there was one thing that he wanted, a sex slave. He had friends in the sex slave community though his business dealings and he was able to get an invite to the next auction. He receive the catalog of girls to be sold and he found the girl he was looking for. She has long red hair, a blue eyes, and a beautiful figure. She was 16 and had been kidnapped while on vacation with her parents in The Bahamas. Plus, the best part, she was still a virgin. As soon as he saw her he started to order clothes for her in the sizes listed for her in the catalog. He knew that she would go very high but to him it would be worth every penny.

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Several days after she was captured it was time for the auction. Women came into Scarlet's room and pulled her out and gagged her. She was taken to a room where the bra, panties, and shoes she was wearing was removed. Then women in bathing suits, put her in some chains that hung from the ceiling and chains that were attached to the floor. Then water was sprayed from above and the women started to wash her body and her hair. When they were done washing she was unchained and taken to another room that looked like a beauty parlor. She was placed in a chair and her hair was dried and put in a french braid. Then he make up was done and her fingernails and toenails were painted red. Then she was taken out of the chair and taken to another room. Where she was dressed the women put her in a a sky blue bra and matching bikini cut panties, then a white blouse, sky blue tie; a blue, black and white plaid pleated skirt that would reach to halfway between her knees and her thighs, a navy blue blazer, white Knee socks, and black Mary Janes with a 2" heel. Then she was taken out of the dressing room and put into a line with girls all dressed the same.
 
Scarlet couldn't remember what day it was. She was trying to keep track of what day was when. Sunday, she had been taken on a Sunday. Then Monday had come, the drugs being gone in her system. Food came on a tray three times a day and she ate as quickly as she could before it was taken away. Tuesday and Wednesday had passed, and she paced around the room on Thursday. Thursday quickly passed like the rest of the days and Friday came around.

Scarlet was curled up in a ball on the small cot when her door was shoved open. She blinked several times trying to wake up and as she yawned a gag was forced into her mouth. She coughed and squirmed, kicking as the women took her out of the room. The women that held her and chained her up, removing her clothing, were stronger than her and Scarlet learned quickly there was no point in fighting. The water was cold and made her shutter. The hands, having other women wash her, made Scarlet cry against the gag in protest. Her mother had only bathed her when she was a child and Scarlet was 16 now, it was demeaning having someone else bathe her. When the bathing was done she had been unchained and pulled into another room. Scarlet struggled a bit when they sat her in the chair before pampering her. Their choices in how they dressed her were not something Scarlet agreed to. 1. She hated red nail polish on her long nails, it stained. 2. She hated the french braid because her hair was always a bitch to get untangled when she took it out. 3. Their make up made her look like a whore. The next part she hated, when they dragged her to a third room to dress her. She hated the school girl out fit and wanted to do nothing but tear it off...However by the time she was dressed they were moving her again and forced her into a line with girls all dressed like her.

She was still gagged and she pulled on the dress as she looked over to see a clock high on the ceiling ticking. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. It was annoying but at least Scarlet could see the time. 4:35..was it pm or am though? She didn't really know. All she knew was it was a friday and something was about to happen. They wouldn't have done all this work to her and all these other girls for nothing..
 
A several weeks later, he had arrived at the auction site. Only people in the sex slave community knew where it was there was high security to keep the authorities and other infiltrators out. There were very powerful people here. They were able to make anyone who shouldn't be there 'vanish' without a trace. Thankfully, Ryan was good friends with all of the slavers in the room and even though it was his first and possibly last time here, he was given a seat right in the front row. He watched as girls and guys were trotted out on stage to be sold. Soon, the girl he wanted... the red head... was brought on stage and he smiled....

"And now lot number 85323... a beautiful red headed American virgin... I'll open the bidding at $1 Million," Said the auctioneer.

"$1 Million" Said Ryan

"$2 Million" from a man in the back

"$5 Million" from a blond haired woman on the opposite end of the front row from Ryan.

"$7.5 Million" said Ryan.

"$10 Million" said the woman again.

"I have $10 Million from Mistress Ashley," said auctioneer, "$10 Million going once... Going Twice..."

"$25 Million," Said Ryan.

Mistress Ashley shook her head it was too much for her.

"I have $25 Million from Master Ryan," said auctioneer, "$25 Million going once... Going Twice... Sold!" He banged his gavel on the podium, "This gorgeous Red headed beauty to Master Ryan for $25 Million!" Ryan smiled as he watched his slave being escorted off of the stage to be readied for transport.

After the auction, Ryan walked to the pick up area. He paid his $25 Million and the redhead was brought to him. She was blindfolded, tied up and gagged. The woman's handlers followed Ryan out to his limo. He put the woman in the backseat and Ryan got in on the other side next to her. Then they took off. Ryan removed the blindfold. "Hello, My name is Ryan.... I'm your new master... Now, if you promise to be a good girl I will remove your gag."
 
Scarlet followed the line, one after another the line got shorter as they entered a room and the door was closed in front of her. Finally, after several long hours of waiting in line, she stood in front of the door. She could hear then, as someone called out numbers and others joined him. Was this...an auction? For people? Scarlet gulped as the doors opened and she was escorted into the room. There were lights, on her, and she couldn't really see any faces as she squinted. She only knew there were people in the room, and a lot of them. Quickly the auctioneer had announced her, not by name..Scarlet didn't need a name for this. Ah so they had figured out Scarlet was a virgin, but why did that matter? What exactly was she being sold for? She had never so much as been allowed to watch the news or any programs that would give her a hint as to what was happening..all she knew was she was being sold.

The numbers started rolling in by the millions and Scarlet couldn't believe it. If she had a million dollars, she sure as hell wouldn't be here at an auction, but their were plenty of people and two of them seemed fight over the bid for a short second. Finally the woman had given up and the man had one, but Scarlet was still tensed as they deemed her sold and grabbed her to pull her out of the room.

Scarlet was taken to another room ad set down to wait as they bound, gagged her and blindfolded her so she couldn't fight. It was only several minutes before she was pulled to her feet and dragged out of the room. She could hear people talking as they escorted her towards a car and shoved her inside in the back seat. Scarlet scrambled to sit up in the back seat as someone slide in next to her and the doors were shut. Her head turned in his direction as he removed the blindfold and she blinked a few times as he talked. He was announcing himself. Ryan was his name and he gave himself a title, master? Then he struck a deal with her, if she behaved he'd remove the annoying gag and well.. Scarlet's jaw was starting to hurt so she nodded her head.
 
Ryan smiled and he removed her gag. "Now my dear... I'm sure you want to know what's going on. I'm going to be straight forward with you. I've bought you to be my sex slave. Now, if you are a good girl, I will treat you very well. You'll get clothes, a nice warm bed to sleep in and you'll be well taken care off. But, if you act badly I'll have to punish you, keep you in a dark room, naked with nothing but a cot to sleep on... Now, if you promise to continue to be a good girl I'll untie you"
 
Scarlet blinked when he took her gag off. She wiggled her jaw around letting it relax and she looked down before he spoke. Her eyes snapped up and she furrowed her brows. "A...WHAT?" Scarlet barred her teeth, completely displeased with his words about the whole sex slave. He talked about her being a good girl and what would happen if she wasn't. "By your definition, what exactly is a good girl...?"
 
"A Good girl is a girl who does what she is told" said Ryan, "A good girl doesn't hit her master or try to get away." Ryan paused for a moment before he continued, "I know you must be scared out of your mind, my dear... But, if you are good and do what you are told you'll live a wonderful new life beyond your wildest dreams. But, if you disobey me your life will be full of pain and misery. So, my dear... Are you going to be a good girl?"
 
Scarlet blinked a few times and furrowed her brows. She was frightened of him. He could kill her if he wouldn't and she doubt they would find the body. Plus...how did she know if he was telling the truth? Still, Scarlet chose not to argue with the man and nodded her head. "F-Fine. I won't try to run.." Scarlet mumbled unsure if she'd actually keep that promise.
 
"Very good," said Ryan, as he untied her. Soon the limo reached a private hanger. Ryan got out of the car first then held the door open for Scarlet. "Come my dear... time to go... and don't do anything you might regret later..." Ryan held her hand as they walked to the private plane.
 
Scarlet had not even realized the car had been moving. It must have been a nice car for it to run over things so smoothly. Before she knew it, the car came to a halt. He had untied her, letting her flex her arms and stretch. Still, she watched him from the corner of her eyes as he opened the door to exist. He held the door open and spoke and Scarlet sighed. She scooted over before getting out of the car only to have him grab her hand as he started walking and she followed. Ah, there was no way to really run with his hand grabbing her own..So scarlet gripped his hand back as they made it to the plane.
 
Ryan smiled as the walked to the plane. "We are going to my home near Lake Tahoe in California." It's a beautiful place has a wonderful view of the mountain and its far in the woods. Unfortunately you won't get to see much of it... Your room is in the basement." They got on the plane and it started on its way. "So, Annabelle... Would you like something to eat?"
 
Scarlet followed him, listening to him talk about where they were going. Then he mentioned where her room was and she sighed. She was really a slave and being help captive. Scarlet was thankful when they were on the plane and she sat down by the window to look out at it. When he called her by a strange name and asked if she was hungry she turned to look at his with a question mark. "My name's Scarlet...not Annabelle."
 
"Scarlet... I like that a lot more than Annabelle..." Ryan smiled, "It fits you... Anyway... Scarlet... Would you like something to eat?" just then a naked woman walked out from the back of the plane. "Hello, my name is Emily, I will be your hostess tonight. Can I get you anything?"

"I would like a Coke," then he looked at Scarlet and waited for her to tell Emily what she wanted.
 
Scarlet rose a brow at him. So he had tricked her into telling him her name. Oh, she defiantly fell for that one. She sat back in her chair as a woman came up to them...naked. Scarlet was surprised as she looked at the woman and he gave her an order before looking at her. Scarlet gulped. "Cookies and milk..please."
 
Emily smiled, "Yes, miss..." She walked back into the galley. Ryan looked over at Scarlet, "So, Scarlet, I'm sure you have some questions feel free to ask anything you like..." Ryan sat back and waited for her questions.
 
"Why is she naked?...Is she one of your...sex slaves too?" Scarlet furrowed her brows and looked at him as he laid back in his chair. Exactly how many sex slaves did he have?
 
"No... she's not one of my slaves," said Ryan, "She works for the organization that kidnapped you. She's naked because I requested her to be naked. You are my one and only sex slave." Soon Emily returned with a can of Coke for Ryan and some Oreos and and a glass of milk for Scarlet. Then Emily left them alone. "Anything else you'd like to know?"
 
Scarlet raised a brow as he answered her question. She squirmed and leaned down in her chair before the woman came back with what they requested. Scarlet took the oreos and milk and smiled softly trying not to look at the naked woman. "Thank you." Scarlet leaned back nibbling on the cookies as he asked if there was anything else she wanted to know. "How old are you? Why me?"
 
Ryan opened his Coke and took a sip. "I'm 35... and I chose you because I though you looked so sexy in your pictures. Plus, I have a thing for Redheads." Ryan took another sip of his Coke. "You are very lucky that I bought you... Some of the other masters are very cruel to their slaves."
 
Scarlet munched the cookies down quickly before she sat back in the chair and sipped on her milk. She looked out the window as he answered. He was quite older than her and she chewed on her bottom lip at the thought. Then he spoke about how lucky she was. "I would have liked to back at the Bahamas then have gotten bought at all." Scarlet said softly as she sipped on the milk. "I suppose I'm yours now though.." Scarlet shrugged and leaned over the chair to look further out the window.
 
Ryan couldn't help but feel sorry for Scarlet. Ryan walked over to her and took her hand, "I know you miss your family... But, if you are good, maybe one day.. you'll see them again..." The rest of the flight was silent. Soon they arrived at another private hanger. They drove in silence to a very modern looking cabin in the woods far away from everyone else. Ryan then took Scarlet inside. But she didn't get a chance to get a good look at the interior of the house because she was quickly escorted downstairs and into her room.

The walls were painted very light purple. 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 shelfs 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 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. On the wall the head of the bed rested on, was the door to the bathroom. 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. 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. They walked out of the closet and he pointed to a phone on the nightstand that sat next to the remote that controlled the TV and satellite. The phone had no buttons on it. "That is your direct line to me, if you need anything just call me, OK? Any Questions?"
 
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