From Business Woman to Sex Slave (Closed to Ryanmo97 and Kataclysmic)

[Ryanmo97]

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

Ryan looked around at his dungeon and decided that it was time to put his plan into action. He made a small fortune thanks to some good investments and was able to retire early. So he deiced that he wanted a sex slave.

He went about building the perfect dungeon in the basement. It was completely soundproof, there was a small room that just consisted of a bed, a small bathroom with a shower, then there was the main room there was a bed on one side of the room, a pair of shackles hung from the ceiling in the middle of the room and a pair of shackles rested on the floor embedded in the concrete floor. On the other side of the room was a cabinet that held very sexual devices. And the door could only be opened with a 4 digit code of his choosing.

Once the dungeon was done, He set out to find his slave. After a few weeks of looking he found her. He saw her leaving her work with a group of friends one afternoon. Then, he set about following her and learning all he could about her. He knew what time she worked and what time she left. He also knew that she'd be staying late that night as she usually did on Friday nights... So, he gathered up his kit and made his way to her office building...

 

[Kataclysmic]

Lyla Johns
Age: 26
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 135lbs.
Hair: Red
Eyes: Blue
Body Type: Slim but curvy with a large bust


Lyla walked out of the elevator onto the ground floor distractedly, yanking the short skirt of her tailored business suit down in annoyance, her mind still full of work even though she’d been in the office for over 12 hours that day already, but she’d taken on a lot more clients recently which meant a lot more money but more work to match. Flicking through a few files she held Lyla kept one eye on the ground to make sure she didn’t trip over or bump into anyone but concentrated on her papers otherwise.

Making her way out of the main exit, seeing no sign of anyone, even the security guard, showing exactly how late it was, Lyla turned to the left towards the carpark and after a few steps bumped against someone, looking up in surprise as her files fell to the floor.

“I’m so sorry for……” she started but her words were quickly cut off.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan parked his car in the lot and picked up his kit and started to make his way to the office building. He hid in the darkness just off the well lit path that lead from the building to the car park. Ryan smile when he saw Lyla walking out of the building. She looked so sexy in her tailor made suit. He had some rope and his a gag in his pockets when she walked past him.

Then, with her head down he bumped into her, she tried to aplogize but he quickly got her to the ground, tied her up and gagged her. Once she was secure, he picked her up and carried her to his car, putting her in the trunk.

 

[Kataclysmic]

Thrown to the ground Lyla was confused as she was gagged and tied, trying to scream but barely any sound coming out through the material in her mouth. Shut into the trunk of the mystery man’s car all she could do was panic and writhe a tiny amount, desperately trying to free herself but getting nowhere, only tiring herself. Already exhausted from a day’s work she fought sleep, her fright keeping her alert but as the car carried on in motion she couldn’t keep going any longer and passed out.

 

[Ryanmo97]

It was about a thirty minute drive from the office to Ryan's compound in the woods. He opened the trunk and smiled when he saw Lyla fast asleep in the trunk. He took some chloroform out of and put just a little on a rag and held it up to her nose and mouth to keep her out for a little while longer.

He picked her up out of the trunk and carried her down to the main room of the dungeon. He untied her, removed her gag, stood her up and attached her arms to the set of shackles that were hanging from the ceiling and her ankles to the shackles that were attached to the concrete floor of the dungeon. Then, he turned on a large spotlight that would leave the rest of the room in darkness except for the light that was showing her off. He smiled and went upstairs to rest.

 

[Kataclysmic]

Waking groggily, Lyla slowly frowned as her head tried to clear itself, feeling fuzzy and aching. Quickly she was alarmed to realise her arms were fastened above her head and when she thrashed against the cuffs to try and escape she only succeeding in confirming her ankles were restrained too. Blinking in the harsh light that seemed to fall only on her Lyla tried to look around the room but it was in darkness and her eyes were still fighting to adjust. Her mouth felt dry and her arms already ached but she was distracted as she remembered leaving work and suddenly being grabbed by something or someone.

Her heart pounded as she started to panic. “Hello? Is anyone there?” she called, having to repeat herself as her voice first cracked and came out as a breathless whisper.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan went upstairs to his bedroom and rested for a few hours. He woke up and checked on Lyla via a series of closed circit cameras and hidden microphones in the dungon. He smiled when he saw her thrashing about and asking if anyone was there. He smiled and decied it was time to revel himself to her.

He unlocked the door and entered the room, Lyla couldn't see him enter. All she could here was a door unlocking, the door opening, footsteps, the door closing and then locking again. Then she heard a few footsteps and then a man appeared in front of her, from out of the darkness. "Welcome to your new home, Lyla. My name is Master. I have brought you here to be my sex slave. Now, you should know that there is no way for you to get out of here. You will be here for the rest of your life. Now, I give you a choice, if you are willing to submit to me now then I will let you down, give you a nice little bed for you to sleep in, and some food in the morning, before we begin our first session. But, if you don't want to submit to me, then we will just begin your training right now. So, Lyla, will you submit to me and become my slave?"

 

[Kataclysmic]

Lyla looked at the man who entered with angry surprise, which only grew as she heard his words. He’d abducted her and now he expected her to be his sex slave and never leave??? Furthermore he was asking her to do it willingly!

“Go to hell” she retorted angrily. “Who do you think you are, bringing me here and treating me like this then asking me to submit to you? Is this some messed up trick or a game to see how far I’ll go? Tough, I’m not playing. Lay a hand on me and I’ll scream but if you let me go now I could be persuaded to keep the police out of it.”

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan smiled he never expected Lyla to submit. He knew she wasn't that kind of woman. It was going to be fun to break her. "I just thought I'd give you the chance." Ryan reached into his pocket and took out a pair of scissors. He started cutting off her jacket. "You can scream if you want. But this room is soundproof. Even if it wasn't we are far in the woods, so no one will hear you." Soon her tailor made jacket fell to the floor in tatters. Then he started cutting her blouse off, starting by cutting each button off, "You are mine now, Lyla..."

 

[Kataclysmic]

The man in front of her seemed cocky and confident enough that his comment about being far from anyone was probably true, Lyla staying silent as she watched his moves, not wanting to anger him before she’d had chance to think about the situation. As he came towards her and started cutting through her clothes Lyla tried to writhe away but could barely move between her ankles and wrists being chained up, forced to swallow down the panic and disgust she felt, closing her eyes to avoid watching him remove her clothing.

“Just because you’ve kidnapped me doesn’t mean you own me you pathetic pig!” she retorted when he’d finished. “Take your hands OFF me!”

 

[Ryanmo97]

Once her blouse was on the floor in tatters he slapped her across the face. "You don't get to tell me what to do. I'm not one of your little underlings. I'm your Master. You are my slave. The quicker you get that through your head the better off you will be." Ryan then continued cutting her clothes off. He cut her skirt off leaving her in just her navy blue satin and lace bra, string bikini cut panties, and pantyhose. "Mmm... Very nice... Too bad I have to cut them off..." Ryan then procided to cut her underthings off.

 

[Kataclysmic]

Shocked to feel the pain of the slap run through her face, Lyla fell silent for a few moments but then struggled again, just as helplessly against her cuffs as the man in front of her practically destroyed her expensive skirt and started on her underwear. Her body started to tremble in sudden cold, disgust and adrenalin as it was left naked.

“Better off?” she repeated angrily. “I don’t want to be your slave - get that through YOUR head, I’m not agreeing to anything! What are you going to do if I don’t go along with this? Rape me? Don’t touch me any more or I swear you’ll pay for it far more than I do!”

 

[Ryanmo97]

Once Lyla was naked he walked around her and smiled. She had a very beautiful body. Once she was naked he knelt down and removed her shoes, which forced her to stand on her tip toes. Then he removed all of her jewelery and took her hair down. "Now, I strip the last thing I can from you. Your name. Your name is now Slave. I will no longer refer to you as Lyla. Lyla is gone forever. If you are good, I might give you a new name."

He picked up her destroyed clothes and walked back into the darkness. He returned with a large wooden paddle with three holes drilled into the end. "You've been very bad, Slave... It's time for you to be punished." he walked up behind her and gently patted her ass with the paddle a couple of times. Then he wound up and smacked her ass hard with the paddle. He continued to smack her ass several more times. Waiting a couple of seconds between each smack.

 

[Kataclysmic]

Her skin burned with sudden pain each time Lyla felt the paddle land against his ass, tears springing to her eyes as the sensation stung, but she clenched her teeth, willing herself not to cry out, repeating random facts in her mind to take her focus off it. When he’d finished she sagged in her cuffs, her arms aching from where they were pinned and her legs sore from propping her up on her toes. All she wanted to do was lie down but she didn’t want to submit to this sadistic stranger.

“I don’t want a new name” she ground out through still gritted teeth. “If you’re going to take me, just do it without this slave business. I’m not going to fall for your mind games.”

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan finished paddling her and waked up to face her, "I am going to take you and I'm going to keep you and there is nothing you can do about it, Slave." He walked back into the darkness and turned the lights on in the dungon. Revealing a bed, several doors and a cabinet. He placed the paddle in the cabinet. Then walked back up to her and unchaned her, catching her as she fell.

Then he took her over to the bed and chaind her down as he took his clothes off. "Truthfully, I don't care if you submit to me or not. I will keep you here as my sex slave forever." Soon, he was naked and she got her first look at her master's hard 9" cock.

 

[Kataclysmic]

Although she was relieved to be lying down now Lyla pulled and twisted in her restraints, feeling far too vulnerable stretched out nude, knowing his intentions, starting to become alarmed as he removed his own clothes and her eyes became fixed on his long proud cock. As much as she’d told him just to get it over with, Lyla just wanted to get away as the reality of him forcing himself on her came nearer. The worst was that it had been a long few months since she’d last slept with anyone and her pussy was already moistening automatically, preparing itself for what she knew would probably happen anyway.

“No, please” she finally replied, realising how much power he had over her. “There must be something else you want instead - I could recommend a couple of women I know who’d love to be taken like this, or I could give you money, anything as long as you let me go….”

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan smiled as he walked over to her and she started to beg for him to relase her. "I don't anyone else and I have plenty of money. All I want is you..." He climbed on top of her and kissed her. He kissed down her body untill he reached her breasts. He started to suck on her left breast while his right hand moved toward her pussy. He smiled as he could feel that is was all ready wet. "mmm... Seems like your body just can't wait to be fucked." He slid a finger into her pussy.

 

[Kataclysmic]

Lyla bit her lip in despair as he turned down both of her offers to release her in exchange for something else. Her nipples stood hard out after his attention but she managed to contain her reaction until his finger slipped into her, her face twisting in dismay that he now knew she was getting wet already. Writhing she tried to arch away, the sensation already sending a tingle through her but she was disgusted that it was this stranger doing it and just wanted to get away from his probing finger. It didn't seem to matter how much she moved though.

"No, don't" she said, resorting to begging now, her professional appearance torn away. "Please, don't make me do this. You're too big for me, and I'm not on birth control, you'll hurt me, please let me go".

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan smiled as Lyla continued to beg him to stop. It made him even harder. He kissed back up her body to her mouth. He then moved his cock so it was just touching her pussy lips. "Like I said, Slave, You have no control over what happens to you." Then he shoved his cock into her pussy.