Wanted: A Submissive Lover (Ryanmo97 x GeekyLittleBBW)

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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
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 had a nice place in the suburbs. But, he had a secret, he wanted a woman that would be his 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 to be semi-nude most of the time and must be willing to do anything she is told..." Then his contact information was listed. He never expected anyone to answer it...
 
Ashley Reynolds
Age:25
Height:5'7''
Hair: Auburn, waist length
Eyes: Brown
Body type: Chubby, hourglass

Ashley Reynolds was lonely. At 25 she had been in only one relationship, and while it had ended amicably it had still ended. He was unable to give her the one thing that she really needed and craved, which was a firm, guiding hand. It was difficult to come out in the real world as submissive and requiring a dominant partner, and when that did happen she found men were usually less dominant and more abusive. So, she turned to the internet searching for someone who she might be able to entrust her submission and heart to.

This is how she found herself with sweaty palms dialing a number to a man in the suburbs outside of her city, answering his ad searching for a submissive woman.
 
Ryan was in his office doing some work when his phone rang, "Hello?" The woman on the other end introduced herself and told him that she was interested in the ad that he put on the message board. "Really?" he questioned. He had a few replies but none of them panned out really, "If you became my submissive lover, I would be in complete control of your life. You'd wear what I tell you to wear, eat what I tell you to eat, do what I tell you to do. I would allow you to continue to work, if you want, but, all of your money would go to me and I'd put you on an allowance. Would you be fine with that?"
 
The line of questioning was somewhat unexpected, but somehow not unpleasant. She mulled the thought over for a moment, she had nothing particularly tying her down in the city. "Well, I don't work, I am a student however, would my allowance cover the tuition that my scholarship doesn't?" She paused again before continuing on, with wavering confidence, "the rest of your stipulations are no bother to me, in general I am...not good at making decisions."
 
Ryan thought for a moment when Ashley told him that she was a student. "Yes... I would be willing to cover the tuition that your scholarship doesn't cover. What are you studying?" He paused to let her answer then he said, "Another thing you should know is that if you become my submissive lover, you also must be willing to be the mother of my children... Would you be fine with that?"
 
Her eyes widened, a hand ghosting down her belly. "Well, yes, but I hadn't thought on having children so soon in my life..." Her hand fisted in the fabric of her shirt as she worried her lower lip between pearly teeth. "Are you...do you mean immediately or in the abstract, like in the future?" Her hand moved up from her shirt to run through her wavy locks, another nervous habit like the lip biting. "I think...I think that we should meet. Maybe for coffee?"
 
"We wouldn't have to have children right away," said Ryan, "But, I would like you to be pregnant within the first year of our relationship." When she asked about meeting he said, "I think that would be a wonderful idea. You name the day, the place and the time and I will be there."
 
Three days later, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, Ashley found herself nervously waiting at an outside table for a small cafe in a mint green sundress. Her fingers clasped tightly around a glass of iced tea as she waited for this man, this virtual stranger, to hopefully arrive. Her toes curled against the sole of her silver sandals as she nervously unwound one hand to tap at a cell phone and check the time. He should be arriving any minute now. Instead of returning to her phone her hand fiddled with the scooped neckline of her dress, running her fingers over the smooth, cool fabric to keep her distracted and hopefully lessen the violent fluttering in the pit of her stomach.
 
Ryan walked up to the cafe that Ashley told him that she wanted to meet him at. He saw a woman fitting Ashley's description sitting at a table outside drinking a glass of iced tea. Ryan was wearing a blue polo shirt and tan shorts. He walked up to the young woman and asked, "Ashley? I'm Ryan... It's nice to meet you."
 
Ashley looked up, eyes widening as a blush covered her face. She knew that Ryan was going to be handsome but this was unexpected. "H-hi Ryan. It's nice to meet you as well." She smiled shyly, shaking his offered hand as he sat across from her at the small table. She worried her full lower lip again between her teeth before nervously taking a sip of her iced tea. "Thank you for coming out here, I appreciate you coming someplace I was comfortable with." She continued fidgeting with her fingers as his appraising gaze seemed to sear through her.
 
Ryan smiled when she thanked him for meeting him someplace she would be comfortable with meeting him, "You are welcome. I felt it would be best for us to meet someplace you would be comfortable with. You know you didn't answer me when I asked you what you were going to college for." The waiter came up to them and he ordered a coffee.
 
"Oh, that, well, it's a bit embarrassing considering it isn't exactly a field known for it's lucrative employment opportunities but...I am a philosophy graduate student." Ashley blushed deeper, no matter how much she loved her field she did get tired of people making fun of the scant opportunities available after graduation. She did what she loved, and her passion carried her through.
 
Ryan nodded when Ashley said that she was a philosophy graduate student, "I see." The waiter came with his coffee. "And what do you see yourself doing after college?"

He let her answer then he asked, "So far it seems like I've asked all the questions... Do you have any questions for me?"
 
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