One Girl One Cell (closed for Ryanmo97)

[RennyStyle]

"...which means more customers, a larger market share, and higher profits. The numbers speak for themselves, but thank you for letting me speak to you as well."

Tricia Wells smiled, retracting her pointer stick in her hands and listened to the assembled board of directors murmur in agreement on her proposals. Inside, she was ecstatic. Years of clawing up the ladder, weeks of sleepless nights and mountains of research were about to pay off. She was going to take this place to the next level, and she was sure to get rewarded.

She hadn't thought about anything but this presentation for days, and now that it was over, the hard work would begin. She'd treat herself to a drink first, of course, and a nice dinner to make up for all the cold Chinese food she had to choke down to get this done.

Things were only going to get better from here.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan Morris
Age: 37
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.

Ryan was a private investigator. Tricia's company had hired him to discover embezzlement that was taking place in her company. He went over the books and followed the paper trail and discovered that Tricia was behind the embezzlement of over $25,000,000!

Ryan met with the DA, the CEO of the company and the sheriff. The prisons were currently very full. He told them about the dungeon he had in his basement. Ryan was a member of the local BDSM club and had a dungeon for when he entertained female members. He agreed to keep Trisha at his home while she awaited trial.

Ryan walked into the meeting room as Tricia was giving her presentation and said, "Tricia Wells... Your under arrest for embezzlement in the amount of $25,000,000..." He bent her over the conference table and pulled her hands behind her back to cuff them.

 

[RennyStyle]

"What? What the hell are you talking about?"

She barely managed to blurt out the words before she found herself bent over, her face against the solid oak table as the man put handcuffs on her wrists. The board members watched in horror as this stranger held her in place.

"Where's your badge number? I want to see your badge number and I want to talk to your supervisor! You can't do this!"

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan showed Tricia his badge. "I don't have a supervisor... I'm a private investigator hired to find out about the embezzling taking place in this company and the paper trail leads right to you... Let's go... "Ryan then started to walk Tricia out of the room and through the office to the elevator.

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia tried to fight against his grip as he pushed her through the office. Lower level workers popped out of their cubicles to watch as she was led to the elevators, thrashing in her handcuffs.

"There's no paper trail, there's no embezzling, I didn't do anything!"

She called out to her assistant. "Call my lawyers! Get them down to the police station now, get them to bail me out and be ready to sue this asshole for wrongful arrest!" Her assistant nodded, surprised but didn't leap into action.

"Do it now or you're fired!"

 

[Ryanmo97]

"Oh, Your not going to the police station," said Ryan as they reached the elevator, "The jail is too over crowded... The Sheriff has given me permission to keep you at my house where I have a 'prison' all ready for you." The elevator dinged and the door opened then he forced her inside.

 

[RennyStyle]

The elevator opened to the underground parking garage, and the bounty hunter pushed Tricia out.

"What!? That can't be legal! You're kidnapping me! Help! Help!" She yelled out for help, hoping there was someone else down there who could do something, call the police or intervene some other way.

 

[Ryanmo97]

"Oh, believe me," said Ryan, "It's all perfectly legal." he took her to his waiting van. He opened the door the side door and she could see a seat surrounded on three sides by cage like bars. He sat her down in the seat. Then he bucked her up and closed the door.

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia tugged on her handcuffs as the cage door locked her inside. Was this really happening? The van door shut and the man walked around the van to get into the driver's seat.

She examined the metal box she had been locked in. It looked solid, built well with bolts in the floor. It was small too, particularly for her tall, lanky frame. The windows were covered, she could only see the front window, but the mirrors on the dash meant he could easily see her. There was also a mounted camera on the dash pointed as her, beneath it was a monitor showing another angle of her, overhead and looking down her blouse. She looked up and saw a second camera in the corner of the cage.

 

[Ryanmo97]

It was about an hour before they arrived at Ryan's house in the woods outside town. He opened the door and said, "Welcome home..." She could see it was a very modern log cabin. But she didn't get to see much of the inside because she was marched carefully downstairs.

They walked up to a door and Ryan turn her back toward him and he entered the passcode to the dungeon. They walked in and she could see the area where he was going to take her mug shot. There was also a clear box with a shower inside and in the far wall was a cell. It was 10' tall by 15' long by 6' deep. There wasn't much the cell except for a bed, a sink and a toilet. There were also a few other doors.

He walked her up to the mug shot area and removed her cuffs. He handed her a sign with her name on it. He stood her in front of the hight chart and took her picture.

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia held the sign, inspecting it. Her name and all the details looked official, and it was her name on it. The camera clicked loudly and she was immediately instructed to turn to the side, and her profile was taken.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan took her picture of her face straight on... "Turn to the left...." She turned and he took a picture.... "And to the right..." Then he took the next picture, "Good..." Ryan walked over to a cabinet and took out a plastic bin. "Take all all your clothes and all your jewelry and put them in this bin... You will be given your uniform after your cavity search and shower..."

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia kept her head lowered and angrily removed her blazer, then slipped her pencil skirt down her legs and placed them in the plastic bin. She unbuttoned her dress shirt, revealing her black lace bra and panties, which she soon took off as well.

She slipped her rings and necklace off, then took off her shoes and put them in the box. She carefully removed her earrings as well and placed them all in her handkerchief and wrapped them up.

She then stood back up and placed her hands over her body to cover her privates. She was naked in front of this man who had yanked her from her life and dragged her to this remote place, who was asserting total power over her.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan held back a smile as Tricia stripped. She was a very attractive woman and all his to enjoy. You see, Tricia was being framed by the CEO. The CEO was afraid that Tricia was coming after her job, so she made it look like Tricia was embezzling and she payed off the DA, the sheriff and Ryan to make Tricia disappear.

Ryan then performed a cavity search on Tricia, checking her mouth, vagina and rectum. Then after he took off his rubber glove. He took Tricia over to the shower and put her inside. "Clean yourself up and then I'll give you a towel and your uniform..."

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia's body tensed up as she felt the latex fingers probe inside her. She couldn't believe the humiliation she was being forced to endure.

Once it was over, she kept her head down in shame as she was dragged to the shower stall. The moment she stepped in, cold water fell from the ceiling and she quickly tried to clean herself.

There was a soap pump in one corner, she lathered her hands up and ran them over her body. The shower was a tight fit for her lanky frame, she found herself forced to step backwards or twist around in order to get the lather everywhere.

 

[Ryanmo97]

When Tricia was done with her shower. Ryan let her out of the stall. He handed her a white towel to dry off. Then once she was dry he handed her a pile of clothes that was going to be her uniform. A simple white bra and matching bikini cut panties, a white T-shirt, an orange pleated skirt that went to her knees, orange knee socks and black Mary Janes.

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia finished dabbing herself dry with the towel. The shower had been too short and rushed for her to gather her thoughts, but her brain was beginning to catch up with her reality. She examined the pile of clothes she had been given, and began to dress. The bra and panties went on first, and she was surprised to find that they were the right fit for her. She followed with the top, then the skirt and socks. She felt ridiculous, like an overgrown school girl more than a prison inmate.

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan smiled as Tricia dressed. "Very nice..." he took Tricia to her cell and locked the door. "Your lawyer has been contacted,"Said Ryan, "She should be here shortly." Ryan smiled and headed upstairs.

 

[RennyStyle]

Tricia sat in the bunk inside her cell and studied the basement through the bars of her cage. It was small, and it wasn't very well insulated either. She imagined it could become quite cold in winter.

The cell itself seemed like a regular prison cell. What sort of person would have this installed in a private residence?

 

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan returned a few hours later with a woman in a sharp business suit. "Your lawyer is here..." Ryan the headed back upstairs. The woman looked at Tricia and said, "What is going on?"

 

[RennyStyle]

The lawyer sat outside the cell bars and explained the situation to Tricia, trying to keep an open mind as Tricia professed her innocence. All the evidence being discussed sounded outlandish to Tricia, but she was being reassured that it was all plausible. The paperwork in the office was a mess, and with the backlog of cases the court was facing, it would be months before a preliminary hearing could be scheduled. Until that time, Tricia would remain behind bars.