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Wanted: A Submissive Lover (Ryanmo97 x MessedupRp)

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Ryanmo97

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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.

Ryan Morris was a self-made billionaire. He owned a very successful company that sold consumer electronics to various businesses. He sold it a few years ago for $250 million. He took that money and through good investing he figured he was set for life. He bought 50 acres of land up in the mountains of Northern California. He built a nice two story log cabin for him to live in. It had all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet.
After a year he was kind of lonely. One thing he always wanted was a submissive lover.

One day he put an ad in the personals section of an adult online message board...

It read...
"Wanted: A Submissive Lover:

Man looking for a woman who is willing to his Submissive Lover. Must be willing must be willing to do anything she is told including cooking and cleaning. Must be also willing to bear my children...." Then his contact information was listed. He never expected anyone to answer it...
 
Natalia Ivonov
Age: 29
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 128 lbs

Natalia was bored with life. Her descendants had fled the mother county when Sovietism was on the rise. "Bad for business" her grandmother Natasha would tell her. Her family had been poor, selling onions out of a cart. But they had worked hard and soon they owned a number of carts. Their business flourished in America from that single cart. Now she was the owner of the most widespread computer defense software agencies. She had done what her family had dreamed of, she had kept many lovers and many friends but now she was bored.

She had appointed one of her trusted advisors CEO of the corporation and while it still flourished and she reaped the rewards she had nothing to do. Her grandmother had told her on her death bed to find a nice man and raise a family but all the men she met were unappealing. Either incapable of understanding a woman of her beauty could be intelligent or just plain spineless. She wanted more. A man who would be a perfect gentleman in public, but would take her by the throat when they made love, but would do so... Still respecting her for what she was.

She was sure she would never find such a man until one day, browsing some dating site or another she saw a man who intrigued her, she sat up and clicked onto his bio. By the time she was done reading it she was smiling. This could be it, she typed a quick message and sent it to him.

"Hello, I saw your profile and was very intrigued. I would be interested in your offer of submission... I I'll do whatever you say so long as you make a few agreements with me. One I am allowed one hour every night where we are equals. Two, you will not impregnate me until we are married, not maning you can tell me to marry you while I am you slave. I await your reply -Natalia"
 
Ryan read over Natalia's reply and looked over her bio. He was a impressed as well at what he saw. But she didn't have a picture of herself. He wrote back a reply to her message, "Hello there, Natalia... I'm fine with the no impregnation until marriage. You'll have to be on birth control until then because I do not plan on wearing a condom. And, one hour a night you will be free from my orders. I would love to see a picture of you though... I would also like for us to meet in person. Since we are both business people we should meet and talk about what we both want in this relationship. What do you think? -Ryan"
 
Natalia smiled as she read over the message, she typed her own reply fairly quickly, "that sounds agreeable. You seem to live in the same state. We will meet half way and if I like you. You will take me to your Home, otherwise I will return to mine." She followed it with several photos, one of her in black lingerie. Another of her naked but covering her nipples and her pussy, the final was of her in a shirt too large with one shoulder hanging loose holding up a newspaper for him to see.
 
Ryan looked over the pictures and smiled. He send her a message back, "Very nice pictures. And, I agree to meet you where ever you choose. I think that's the best. You pick they day and the time and I'll meet you there..." Since Natalia was nice enough to send him some pictures, he sent a couple of his own. One was of him in his boxer shorts. He didn't have was board abs but she could tell the took good care of his body. Another was of him in bed with just a sheet covering his crotch.
 
She bit her lip and nonchalantly slipped a hand down her panties "I will see you tomorrow at a pub called Tenerman's, here is the address" she typed out the address "I will make sure to bring my most revealing clothes" she ended the message with a semicolon and a bracket.
 
Ryan wrote down the address. When she wrote down about bring her most revealing clothes he wrote back "No... I want you to bring sensible clothes. Skirt and dresses. No pants or shorts. You may bring any leggings or running shorts. Also, no open toed shoes, sandals, thongs or g-strings.... Any questions?" He awaited her response.
 
She smiled and replied, "mm understood. I can tell you and I will be getting along quite well... Although I can also tell you. I have a knack for finding loopholes. Also will we be swimming at any time during our relationship that I should be aware of?". She thre back her head with a moan as she thought of this conversation transpiring in real life. She imagined him pulling her over his knee, pulling her jeans down and spanking her until her ass was pink as a well cooked steak.
 
When Natalia asked if they would be swimming at some point. "Yes," he said, "you can bring bikinis... but, the bottoms must properly cover your ass." He couldn't believe this was actually happening. He never thought in a million years that any one would be willing to give up their lives and become his submissive lover.
 
She smirked and responded "I understand, another request of mine is that we have st least one night a week reserved to romance. No slavery, this may include a date, cuddling, movies or romantic sex but not slavery. The day will be fine for slavery, but not the night... Anything else that will be restricted or barred from me?" She moaned louder. Her fingers pistoning in and out of her pussy, she threw her head back as her fantasies played again. He had tied a breast harness around her large bosom, collars and cuffs on her wrists and ankles as she rode him reverse cowgirl.
 
Ryan read Natalia's reply and then he replied, "Sure a night of romance sounds good. As far as restrictions, I can't really think of anything. Unless you can think of anything else I think we are ready... I can't wait for tomorrow night...."
 
She replied "neither can I darling... It will be 'orgasmic'" she squealed in pleasure as her fingers burrowed in. Her Ind saw her with her mouth open. His cock pounding her face, he pulls out and cums in her waiting mouth. He makes her sit there with a mouth full of cum, swirling her tongue around inside of it before finally letting her swallow as she orgasms in real life.
 
The next day, Ryan was sitting in the bar that Natalia wanted to meet at. He was wearing a green shirt, jeans and boots. He ordered a Coke and waited for her. He had to drive home one way or the other and he wanted to be sober.
 
After only a few minutes of waiting, Natalia breezed through the door in a crimson dress, nothing slutty. It went down to her knees and covered her body properly but it did still show off her magnificent form. She smiled at Ryan and sat down with him, "you must be him I presume?" Her Russian accent was not thick but still present, very faintly.
 
Ryan smiled when Natalia walked in. She look absolutely beautiful. Her dress was very sensible and yet sexy. When she sat down he heard a hint of a Russian accent. That he found very sexy. "Yes, I'm him and you must be her... It's lovely to meet you..." He took her hand and kissed it.
 
Ryan thought for a moment and said, "Because, even though you will be my submissive lover. I plan to treat you like a Queen when you are good and like a slave when you are bad. Most people in this situation would want just a mindless bimbo slut. But, that's not what I want I want a woman, a real woman. A woman that will do what I say but would still have a mind of her own. Do you understand?"
 
She leaves forward. Intrigued indeed, she liked what she saw but she wanted to see how much he could endure, "you want a woman who will think for herself... But can't argue without receiving punishment? That sounds like a bimbo slut"
 
Ryan took a sip of his Coke. "She would only be a bimbo slut if all she cared about was her looks and what was going on with the Kardastians. I don't want that. I want a woman that I can have a meaningful conversation with."
 
She nodded and smiled, "of course. Even though I might be a slave... I still have my own desires and needs. You sound like you can fill my sexual needs but what about my material wants, what about my mental needs. You speak a lot about meaningful conversations but never what's meaningful to you"
 
Ryan was a little surprised by that question. What was meaningful to him? He took a sip of his drink. "I never really thought about it... I guess what I mean by meaningful is more that just sex talk. What would you consider to be a meaningful conversation?"
 
"A meaningful conversation is a conversation where you can feel good about having it afterwards. Where I can feel I know you better than I did before... But I asked you first... This is your final examination. Answer well"
 
Ryan thought for a moment. She asked about her material wants and mental needs. "Well, I am quite wealthy. I'm set for life. I can give you anything you want. As far as mental needs, I graduated from Harvard business school." He hoped that was what she wanted to hear.
 
She sat back and looked him over, examining him with her eyes, pondering him slowly and silently. Finally she leaves forward, put a hand on his short collar and pulled him into a soft kiss, as she pulled away she whispered, "let's go to your place."
 
Ryan was a little worried that she was going to leave, until she took him by the collar and kissed him. Then she said she wanted to go to his place. He smiled, "Let's go..." They walked out of the bar and he said, "Do you want to follow me in your car?"
 
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