Saved (Ryanmo97 x catchyuniqueusername)

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris at one point in his life had it all. He was one of founding partners of a very successful public relations company. He also had a beautiful wife, Annabelle. But everything changed about 5 years ago. One night, Ryan and Annabelle were in a terrible car accident. A drunk driver ran a red light and crashed into the passenger side of their car. Ryan was OK but Annabelle was killed instantly. After Ryan got out of the hospital, he sold his share of the company to his partners and moved to his and Annabelle's cabin in the mountains near Lake Tahoe. He build the cabin after he made his first $10,000,000 It had all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. He left the cabin once a week to get food for him and his 5 year old golden retriever, Belle.

One night Ryan and Belle were sleeping in the master bedroom. Ryan was on the bed while Belle slept in her usual place at the foot of his bed. They were both woken up by pounding on the front door of the cabin. Ryan was wearing a white t-shirt and blue boxer shorts. He jumped out of the bed, "What the hell..." He went downstairs as the pounding continued, Belle stayed by his side. He looked down at his dog, "Belle, you stay." Belle sat her butt on the floor and waited to see what was going on. Ryan opened the door and was stunned to see a naked woman with long red hair, wearing just a pair of black high heels. "What's going on?"

 

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RE: Saved from Rape (Ryanmo97 x catchyuniqueusername)

Ava D'Artigne had never found herself in such a compromising position before. Never run so far, so fast, in her life. Never been so exhausted that she thought her lungs may very well collapse, or that she might not be able to speak over choking on her own sobs – but she had reached a new low. After being kidnapped, humiliated, fucked, and thoroughly threatened, she had managed to run, although she hadn't the faintest where she was running to. Like a shit horror movie. She, however, refused to be the dead damsel.

Her relentless pounding on the cabin door paid off and, although she had no verification of escape, a wave of relief washed over her at the sight of the man she had obviously disturbed from his sleep. “Let me in, please,” she raised her pale blue eyes up to him, tears staining her cheeks. “Letmein, they'recoming. They'llbehere!” Her words tangled in her mouth until she thought that she might choke on them along with the tears. She must look a sight, she knew, heels bleeding, utterly naked, bruised, and sporting new welts on her body that would make her cringe to think about later. “Please.” She grabbed onto the hem of his boxer shorts, begging. “I need the police!”

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan took hold of the woman and brought her to her feet. She looked like a mess. Then heard the noise of a car coming down the road. Then he saw a van pull in his driveway. "OK, listen. I will protect you. I need you to go into my bedroom. Upstairs at the end of the hall here. Take my dog with you. Close the door and lock it. Then call 911." Ryan watched the woman walk upstairs. Then, he waited for the men to come to his door. He was a little scared and hoped the police would come soon. He grabbed a baseball bat and waited.

Ryan heard the men walk on his porch and he opened the door, "What do you guys want?"

"We want the lady who you are hiding in your house." said the leader.

"According to her she was kidnapped."

"She's a liar, we are having a role playing game and she got away..."

"Yeah... well, I don't believe you..."

"Give her to us!"

"No!" Ryan then swung the bat and hit the leader in the face. The others came after Ryan, but he was able to hold them off with a combination of the bat and his hands. The police arrived not to much later. Ryan explained the situation and they arrested the men. Ryan went to the bedroom door with a female officer. He knocked on the door, "Young lady, there is a police woman that would like to talk to you."

 

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Ava didn't hesitate to scramble into the house, hurrying in on hands and knees before she found her feet. She nodded to his instructions, eyes flitting to the dog - another relief. The beautiful retriever shifted to her feet at the sound of her master's voice, nudging the redhead along in the proper direction, and licked lightly at a particularly vicious welt on the back of her thigh. She couldn't help feeling mildly comforted as she pressed the door shut behind them and leaned against it. She kicked her shoes off, noting that she had broken one of the expensive heels. But she didn't have time to worry about that.

She reached for the phone and dialed 911 as directed, speaking quickly and affirmatively - forcing reason into her voice and gaining reassurance in response. As she talked, she ventured about the bedroom, finding a discarded shirt, which she quickly slipped on and hoped that her host wouldn't mind. She would replace it as soon as she got the chance, but she couldn't stand feeling naked and vulnerable a moment longer. She hung up with the dispatcher, closed her eyes, and opened a drawer to slip out a pair of underwear, which she promptly stepped into. She would apologize later.

She was unsure how long she waited, or what went on downstairs, but a knock sounded on the door and her entire body relaxed at the sound of his voice again. Pulling the door open, she wrapped her arms around herself, looking between the man and the police officer, and back to him again apologetically. Standing before him, she felt more than a little silly in his clothing. "I'm sorry," she bit her lower lip. "I'll replace them." She looked to the officer again and rubbed her arms. ". . . Are they gone?"

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan gave the woman a friendly smiled when she said she'd replace the clothes. "Don't worry about it..."

Then she asked the officer,"... Are they gone?"

The officer nodded, "Oh yes... This gentleman here took care of them... They won't be hurting anybody anytime soon..."

The officer escorted the woman downstairs to a waiting ambulance. The detectives took his statement. The police wanted to give him recognition for saving the woman's life. But he didn't want to be hounded by the press, so he asked them not to mention his name. They agreed, then he went up stairs and went to sleep.

A few weeks later, Ryan had practically put the whole incident behind him. There was a mention of the woman on the news but they didn't mention her name. He was home getting ready to make dinner, when he heard his doorbell ring. He opened the door and saw a very attractive red-haired woman wearing what looked like a tailor made skirt suit standing at his door. "Yes? Can I help you?"