Caught (closed for Ryanmo97)

Ryan smiled at Kim and said, "Now be a good girl and go pack your things." Ryan stood there and waited for Kim to come back with her bags.
 
Kim tried to argue for a while, telling Ryan and Alice that they couldn't do this, that she was sorry and it wouldn't happen again, that she and Adam... But nothing she said seemed to matter. For some reason she didn't talk about Ryan's expressed wish to make her a sex slave. Perhaps because she was in denial, perhaps because the chat on her computer had aroused her and she didn't want to think about sex.

Eventually she did as she was told and filled some bags with her stuff before joining them downstairs again. She looked very nervous.
 
Ryan took Kim back to his house and took her to his room. "Now, here is what I want you to do. Go through your clothes and get rid of any pants, shorts, thongs, g-strings, open toe shoes and sandals. Put all of those clothes in a pile and I'll be taking them to goodwill."
 
There was no way back, so Kim did as he said and sorted through her clothing. Of course that was the largest pile, so she tried to hide some of the things she didn't want to get rid off between the other items, hoping Ryan wouldn't notice.

She wondered if he would be checking what she was wearing under her summer dress.. and what he would make her wear while she was living here. There really wasn't much remaining
 
Ryan walked back in the room and saw the small pile of clothes that were left, "We are going to have to go shopping for some new clothes... While you are living with me you will dress like a respecable young woman not some cheep slut... Now... I want you to take off all of your clothes, Fold them into a nice pile, get on your knees, had them to me and said, 'I, Kimberly, give my body to you. You, Ryan, are now my master and the only man I will ever love.'"
 
Kim rolled her eyes as he spoke. "You really are a sick pervert, you know that right?" She knew it was not the wisest comment to make, but he couldn't really expect her to do that and mean it. She was in love with Adam and she would never love Ryan.
 
Ryan got right in her face, "You know... I think it's time you got something that I'm not sure if you ever got in your life..." Ryan pulled Kim over to the bed. He sat down on the edge of bed. He pulled her across his lap, flipped up her dress, Ripped off the tiny thong she was wearing and then started to spank her ass.
 
Before she could do anything, she was positioned over Ryan's lap and felt him ripping her thong. She yelped as his hand landed on her ass and she feared a red handprint would remain where he had struck her. "Please... stop... don't.... stop..." She pleaded with him, feeling rather humiliated getting a spanking at her age.
 
Ryan stopped spanking her and looked down at her, "Are you going to do what you are told?" He asked, "Or do I have to spank you some more?"
 
He was strong... stronger than he looked like Kim realized as her ass seemed to be on fire. "Ok... Ok I will do what you say... Please stop.." She pleaded with him. She hated him, and yet the way his hand rested on her body made her very aware of how close his fingers were to her pussy. And no matter how much she hated it, her lips were wet.
 
Ryan stood her up and looked at her, "Do what I say... take off all of your clothes, Fold them into a nice pile, get on your knees, had them to me and said, 'I, Kimberly, give my body to you. You, Ryan, are now my master and the only man I will ever love.'"
 
Slowly and more modest than she had ever done in her life, she removed her clothing while trying to hide her form a bit with her hands. But her breasts were really too big to hide a thing. Of course she had to give up her attempt when she folded her clothes and knelt down.

She blushed as she offered him her clothes. "I... give my.. body to you... Ryan you are my... m-ter and the man I love..." She said, trying to repeat what he had told her, but it was hard on her.
 
Ryan smiled and took her clothes... "I accept your body... Now, you will do as you are told... I want you to call your boyfriend and tell him that you are dumping him." Ryan handed her the phone.
 
"What... no... I don't want to lose him..." She said and hoped he would reconsider. "Please... I love him..." While it was a hot summer, she still shivered in her naked form. Most likely her body was very tempting for him
 
"You should have thought about the consequences before you broke in my house," said Ryan, "Do you think he would be with you if he found out you went to Jail? Probably not... Now... call him now or you get another spanking." Ryan stood there with the phone in his hand, "Call him and tell him your in love with someone else..."
 
She nodded and dialed the number. She felt very exposed while she waited for him to answer, feeling how Ryan studied her form. She just thought Adam wouldn't answer, when he suddenly did. "Hi... I... eh... we have to... stop seeing each other... I don't... love you... someone... else..." She told him
 
Ryan took the phone when she was done... "Good girl..." Ryan when through the clothes that Kim sorted out and found the items she had hidden, "I should spank you again for that..." Ryan picked out a pink top, a black pleated skirt that would reach her knees, a pink bra, matching bikini cut panties and black ballet flats. Then he handed the clothes to her. "You may get dressed."
 
She hadn't really expected to pick this for her and was slightly happy... considering at least what he could have picked for her. Quickly she got dressed, also relieved he didn't spank her or punish her in some other way. Once she was dressed she waited what would happen next
 
Ryan smiled when she was dressed, "There... You look very nice... tomorrow we'll go shopping and get you some more clothes and drop the old ones off at Goodwill. Now, how are your cooking skills?"
 
"I can make some things..." She said, not being a great cook but at times cooking for her boyfriend or her parents. "What... would you like.. Master?" She hoped that using that last word would have him take things a bit more easy on her.
 
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