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The Silent Treatment (Ryanmo97 X loneiysong)

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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. 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. He enjoyed his life but he missed having female companionship. For years, he had the fantasy of kidnapping a woman and making her his sex slave. So, he deiced to make his fantasy a reality.

He converted the basement of his house into a dungeon to keep his new slave in, and once that was done he headed into a nearby city to search for the woman he wanted as his slave. One day, he was looking walking through the park pretending to take pictures, actually he was looking for his slave...
 
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Rose Bates was a simple writer. Nothing special. She wrote for a local graphic artist. It was not a childrens graphic novel, but it was sexy. Rose and the artist affectionately called it comic nerd porn. It was porn. The scenes were sexy, shots of beautiful but realistic bodies and tales or romance, deceit, betrayal, and murder. All the things that made a graphic novel great. She smiled holding the latest novel of their joint work. It was the start of a new series call Betrayal of Wolves. It is about a princess who gets taken by a barbarian warrior. Given to his sexual hunger.

Rose was a beautiful woman. Her long red hair was tied up into a bun. She wore a simple graphic t-shirt and blue jeans. She sat down on a bench and began reading the work. Even though she wrote for it, she rarely got to see the finished product. She wore contacts but wore glasses when it was just her. Heaven forbid she look too much like a nerd. Feeling like someone was watching her, her blue eyes looked up and around and her lips pouted a bit but then she went back to reading enjoying her book.
 
After a couple of days of not finding the woman he was looking for, Ryan found her. He first saw Rose sitting on a park bench reading a graphic novel. He took several pictures of her but not getting to close so she wouldn't suspect any thing. Once she left the park started to follow her and discreetly took more pictures of her. He stayed back far enough so she wouldn't suspect any thing. He followed her back to her work and followed her to her apartment. Using the address of her apartment, the address of work, and the pictures he took of her, he was able to find out every thing he need to know about Rose Bates. He then set about following her for the next month and he started to learn her patterns. He even was able to get into her apartment, under the disguise of being a repairman so he could get clothing sizes for her and other things he would need to know.

It was a month after he had first seen Rose in the park, everything was in place and ready to go at home. Now he need to collect Rose. He had bought a van and parked in a dark alley along Rose's walk home. He was dressed in all black. It was Thursday night, and she always worked late on Thursday. There was no one else on the street, soon he heard footsteps. He looked down the street and saw Rose walking his way. He smiled.
 
Rose had no idea she was being followed, at first. But after a few days she began to feel an uneasiness in her stomach. One night when she returned to her flat, something was off. She felt as if someone else had been there. She told Geof Markson, the head illustrationist, about this but he just told her it was the fame going to her head.

Rose tried to live life normally. As her stalker would become aware of, she was a hard worker, no boyfriend, but a good friend to everyone. The night was cold and rose was bundled up. She didn't have a good feeling. She continued to walk. She was hyper vigilant.
 
Ryan waited patiently as Rose walked closer. There was still no one around. He was deep in the shadows, his black clothes and black face mask perfectly camouflaged him. He took out a needle out of his pocket. It contained a very powerful sedative that would keep her out for about 8 hours, more than enough time to get her home.

When he saw her start to walk past the alley, he pounced on her. He quickly slapped his hand over her mouth and shoved the needle into her ass. She never had a chance. With in moments she was out. He then drug her back to his van. When they got back to his house Ryan took Rose down to the dungeon. He put her in a small room. He took off her heavy jacket and 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.
 
Rose felt the feeling of dread slowly build. Something was not right. If not for Geoffs constant teasing and assurance it was all in her head, she would have turned and left. But she continued on. When she jumped out, she screamed in surprise as he gripped her, but that was when her world went black.

By the time they arrived she was drooling on herself due to the sedative and by the time he had tied her to a chair, she was snoring. She had not been able to sleep for the past few days and so the sedative was welcomed to her sleep deprived body. She hadn't been eating or sleeping ever since the feeling of being followed filled her.

After a good time, she groaned. She opened her eyes but she was blindfolded. Panic instantly overrode the drowsiness. She tried her hands and legs but they were tied down. "Hello? Is someone there?!" She slowly got louder and louder the more panicked she was.
 
The Next morning after he woke up he checked on the security cameras he had in Rose's room. He saw her struggling, so he deiced to pay his captive a visit. Ryan came into Rose's room carrying a bowl of oatmeal 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 her, and set bowl on the table. He sat down in the chair, picked up the soup, got a spoonful and placed the spoon of soup up to her lips.
 
Rose jerked hearing the door open. She instantly felt her heart race again and whimpered.

"Hello? Hello? There has to be some sort of mistake. Please let me go." She heard the door close and then struggled harder. She felt the bindings bite into her wrists and knew she was chapping them, but she had to be free. She swallowed and heard him come back.

"Please please let me go." She then felt something to her lips. Instantly her mind thought poison. "Please don't kill me." She reared back her head and shook her head. Her stomach growled because not only did the sedative induce hunger, she hadn't really eaten too much the past few days.

"Who are you? Why have you even kidnapped me? I think you have the wrong person." Who would want a simple writer? She rocked back and forth haphazardly rocking her chair further and further closer to falling down.
 
Ryan saw her rocking the chair. He set the bowl down then he took a hold of the chair and stopped her from knocking the chair over and hurting herself. Once the chair was steady again, He sat back down picked up the bowl of oatmeal and put a spoon of it up to her lips again.
 
She felt him reach out and stop the rocking of the chair and she screamed. "LET ME GO RIGHT NOW!" She howled to him and continued to shake her head back and forth trying to get away from that damn spoon to her lips. She was hungry and very pissed off. "I can't even fucking see what you are feeding me!"
 
Ryan didn't say a word while Rose yelled at him. He just stood up and started to walk out of the room. He knew that in time she would get hungry enough. But she had to learn that he was in charge of her now. She had to do things the way he wanted them done. He wasn't going to take any orders from her right now. He was in charge... not her...
 
She heard him hell and went wild. Screaming and thrashing she soon tipped over her chair and landed on her side hitting her head pretty good but she continued to scream. Suddenly, she became aware of another urge.

"Fuck I need to piss. HEY! HEY YOU OUT THERE! COME IN HERE! LEMME GO I HAVE TO PEE!" She screamed louder kicking her legs and panted hard and shivered and whimpered. He was not going to let her piss herself was he. She shivered holding it. She hoped he came soon.
 
Ryan was watching and listening when she she said she had to go to the bathroom. He walked back in the room with the oatmeal. He put her chair back into it's proper position. Then he sat back down, picked up the bowl of oatmeal and put the spoon of oatmeal up to her lips.
 
Ryan ignored her pleas to let her go to the bathroom. He kept the spoon of oatmeal up to her lips. He knew she was smart, she had to figure out that the only way he was going to let her go to the bathroom was to eat. He sat there and waited for her to start to eat, otherwise she would just have to piss herself.
 
Ryan couldn't believe it when she pissed herself. He shook his head. She was going to be a tough nut to crack. He smiled. He liked a challenge. If she wasn't going to eat now... He had no reason to keep sitting there, so he took his bowl of oatmeal and left.
 
She screamed left in her own filth. She soon became cold. She was wearing jeans after all. She then sighed and leaned her head back and began to sing the most annoying song she knew of.

"John Jacob Jingleheimer Smith,
That's my name too!
Whenever we go out,
the people always shout,
screaming JOHN JACOB JINGLEHEIMER SMITH
LALALALALALALALA"

So she continued to start singing over and over. Her lips became parched and she swallowed licking her lips. She was soon thirsty and her throat parched and she looekd down.
 
Ryan turned off the audio coming from Rose's cell. He went about his chores for the day. It was a few hours later and he noticed it was lunchtime. He figure that his guest had to be hungry by now. So he opened up a can of chicken noodle soup, dumped it into a pan and heated it up. Once it was hot he got a bowl full for Rose. Then he went down to Rose room and walked inside. He sat down across from Rose and put a spoon full of soup up to her lips.
 
"No. I am not hungry, I am thirsty." She growled and shifted. The smell of piss had pissed her off and made her bold. Her lips were parched. She would not break so easily. The smell of chicken noodle soup made her think of being sick. She leaned her head to the side. "By the way, your mother was a guinea pig and your father smelt of elderberries." She said. She was going a bit insane from either hunger, anger, thirst, or just because she was tired of being restricted to ropes and to a chair. Her back hurt and she was not willing to negotiate.
 
Ryan suppressed a laugh at the Monty Python reference. But, he deiced to make a small concession. Ryan walked out of the room and got her a glass of water. He put the glass of water up to her lips and waited for her to drink.
 
Once Rose finished drinking her water, he wiped off her chin and neck with a napkin that he had. Then, he put the soup up to her lips again. He was sure she had to be hungry by now.
 
She sighed. He gave a little bit for her. She frowned a bit and opened her mouth though. She would let him feed her, for now, but she wouldn't like it. She was not five years old. Her stomach groaned for him and she waited for him to put the spoon in her mouth so she could eat.
 
Ryan smiled as she opened her mouth and started to eat. After a couple of spoonfuls of soup, he reached up and started to fondle her breasts over top of her sweater. They felt nice, they weren't too big, but they weren't to small... They were just right...
 
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