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The Busness Woman's 'Vacation' (Ryanmo97 x Loveme)

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Ryan Morris
Age: 40
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. He owned a very successful company that sold consumer electronics to various businesses. That and due to some great investments, he was able to make a lot of money. He was able to retire early. He sold the business and built a cabin in the woods, with all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. He also had a dungeon built in the basement, so he could start a new business. He would give women who fantasize about begin a sex slave a chance to live out their fantasies for the weekend or longer.

Over the next year, Ryan had built up quite the reputation in the BDSM community. He had quite a few very satisfied costumers, mostly business women who needed a break from the rat race. He had just finished up another successful vacation and was in his office doing the books, when the phone rang, "Hello, Morris Vacations..."
 
Page was a successful business woman she had been for quite some time now. She always found herself day dreaming, even during important meetings. Page was very interested in bdsm, but she never knew how to partake. This was something no one knew about her. She always tried keeping it to herself.

One of her co-workers came back from their vacation and was telling Page all about it. She knew she needed a vacation. Her co-worker gave her the name of the company and that night before Page could stop herself, she was on the phone. The voice that picked up sent chills down her spine. "Um. Yes." She cleared her throat and continued. "I wanted to see about booking a vacation with your comalny?"
 
Ryan smiled. He could tell by the tone of the woman's voice she was a first timer. He took out a form that he had made out to write down his guests requests and got a pen, "Of course," he said, "Now you should know that these are your standard vacations. This is your chance to live out your sexual fantasies. The only limits are yours. Now, let's get started... What's your name and what's your fantasy?"
 
Page cleared her throat and moved on with him. "Yes, Im aware." She shook her head, she couldn't believe that she was going to do this. "My fantasy.... kidnapping. Being used for someones needs." Pausing, she moved on. "Nothing too crazy though... just the small stuff. How does all of this work?"

She was curious, who wouldn't be if they were about to take that next step?
 
Ryan wrote down what she wanted. “Well,after you tell me what you want, you’ll deposit your payment in my bank account and then on the day, I’ll come and get you. Now, some little details. Where do you want to be kidnapped from? And can you tell me what you want to happen to you during your vacation?”
 
Nodding along with him, she begin to explain to him what she wanted. She explained to him that she didn't want any hardcore stuff. Page was one for the lighter side of bondage. "I'll give you my address, I'll be off a week. I don't want to know when or where. Surprise me."

She proceeded to get his bank information and deposited the payment. She then proceeded to give him her address.
 
Ryan wrote down what Page wanted. Then he gave her the bank information and told her that a week would cost $100,000. Then he wrote down the address and said, "Now... I will be sending you a contract... I need it you to sign it before we start. All it says basically is that everything that happens to you during your vacation is 100% consensual. I look forward to seeing you soon, Page." Ryan hung up the phone. The next day he sent the contract to Page and went down to the dungeon to prepare for his next job.
 
A complete wreck of nerves was a understatement for how she was feeling. Page had already signed the contract and watched as it sat on the table in her living room. Shaking her head, she couldn't believe it was going to happen.

She was looking forward to it, knowing it would happen any moment, maybe the next day. Thats why she had told him. Keep it a surprise.
 
Once Ryan got the contract back in the mail, the Next day Ryan went to Page's house. He was driving an SUV. He sat in the driveway and waited for her to come home. He was going to take the role of a detective that was going to arrest her. But, instead of arresting her he was going to 'kidnap' her.
 
Page had been on the way home from the store, groceries in hand, she tugged at her house keys and opened her door. Kicking it shut behind her, she moved to put up the few groceries she had gotten. Page had paid no attention to any of her surroundings.

Her head phones had been in and she was jamming to pandora. Moving around the kitchen, she danced to the music, a few moments later she was done and flopped down on the couch.
 
Ryan walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. He waited for her to answer and then when she opened the door he said, "Good Evening, Miss Wilcox. I'm Agent Stewart with the FBI..." He showed her his 'badge', "There have been questions about your business dealings. I need you to come with me down to the office and answer some questions."
 
As she opened the door, she couldn't help but smile. The man was hot. But when he opened his mouth and started talking about her business dealings, she looked confused and nodded her head softly. "Just let me get my purse..." Page walked over to the kitchen bar and grabbed her purse before she moved outside with him and locked her door behind her.

"I haven't done anything illegal, I have paperwork for everything's that ever been done."
 
Ryan escorted Page to the back of the SUV and opened the door for her. Once she was inside he grabbed her purse and closed the door. There was no way she could open the door and there was a plexiglass partition between the front seat and the back seat. He got in the drivers seat and drove away. As they drove, she could tell they weren't going in the city... they where heading into the mountains.
 
As he grabbed her purse, she watched him softly. Maybe he just took it to be kind. As Page adjusted herself in the back of the van, she moved to watch the scenery go by. All of her head spinning. She was wondering what was going on with all the buisness affairs.

But as she noticed they were going to opposite direction. Headed towards the mountains, she shifted in her seat. Her adventure about to begin. "Your not with the FBI are you?"
 
Ryan smiled when she figured it out, "No. I'm not..." They drove for awhile until the reached a very nice looking home in the woods. Ryan got out of the car and walked to the back. He pulled out a gun and said, "Come out and don't run... I don't want to have to shoot you." Then he opened the door.
 
Page watched as the home appeared in sight. It was a nice house, looked like it would be nice on the inside aswell. Groaning as she seen him and the gun, she moved towards the door and climbed out slowly. Looking at her surroundings ckosely."I wouldn't know where to run..." They were literally in the middle of no where.
 
Ryan smiled, "Smart..." He took her hands and cuffed them behind her back. "Let's go..." he marched her in to the house. She didn't have time to look around because he took her straight down to the basement. There wasn't much in the basement there were a few doors and a set of chains hanging from the ceiling. He took Page to the center of the room and uncuffed her. Then he put her arms in to the shackles over her head. Then he walked around her to get a good look at what she was wearing.
 
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