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Andrew heard his dogs barking and looked up with a frown, he spotted the man before he turned and started to run away and he sprung forward without thinking. He couldn't let the dogs go to chase the man because that would take so long so he followed instead, adrenaline and a workout routine fueling him as he chased the other. He grabbed the back of the man's shirt and yanked him back, throwing him to the ground and following him down.

It was possible that Andrew hadn't actually been seen but judging by the way the man had bolted the killer was pretty sure he had been which meant he couldn't let the stranger go. He grabbed the man's throat and slammed his head back against the pavement of the path trying to knock him out. He hadn't brought any of the drugs he normally used because he hadn't been planning to be caught obviously. He didn't even have his car so he'd have to tuck the body out of the way and go get his car, they hadn't gone far so it wouldn't take long but still, he'd have to find a out of the way place to stash the body.

He was completely silent as he did, squeezing the other mans throat hard enough that he wouldn't be able to cry out to avoid drawing as much attention as he could. He was not ready to go to jail.

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As Landon ran his heart thumped heavily in his chest. Adrenaline filled his veins and he felt like he could hear the blood rushing in his ears. He could hear the dog barking approaching him, but running footsteps were even faster approaching from behind. How were they getting to him so quickly? Before he knew it a hand was grabbing his shirt and pulling him back. He stumbled and fell back on the hard pavement. He'd land on his back. Before he could even react the man was on top of him and grabbing him by his throat. Landon's eyes widened and he reached up to grab the man's hands and try to pry them off. The man used his throat to hit his head back against the pavement. Pain erupted in his head and his grip faltered. The second slam came and his vision started getting spotty.

Even after his head was slammed back the man decided to strangle him. Was... was this it? Was he really going to be strangled to death? Quickly his grip weakened and he find himself gasping for breath. Within seconds he was finally falling still. Someone could mistake him for being dead if it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his chest. Landon was still alive, just unconscious.

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Andrew panted, falling still at the same time that the other man did, he could still feel the fluttering of a pulse under his fingers as he pressed into his throat. His grip loosened a little, shifting to hold his neck with one hand and pulled back his eyelid with the other, checking that he was really unconscious. As soon as he was sure he jumped into action again, he couldn't be found on the path like this after all!

He dragged the unconscious body off the side of the path to hide the stranger in a clump of bushes and grass. He took one of his dogs leashes (the better behaved one who would stay close without it) and used it to tie the stranger up so if he woke up before Andrew got back he wouldn't be able to run. That done he finally threw the bag he'd come to dump into the river, used some leaves to wipe the worst of the blood from the path and jogged home with his dogs.

He put them inside and hopped in his car, rushing back to the park and going to grab the stranger, he was really relieved to find him still unconscious. He stuffed the stranger into a sports bag to carry them back to his car, dumping them in the trunk and taking them home.

Only once he was in his basement did he relax, his cat Juniper followed him down and meowed at him while he lay the stranger out on the waterproof mattress, chained his hands to a bolt on the floor with a bit of slack, and started to tend to the head wound as best he could. Andrew mimicked Juniper's sounds distractedly, not really sure what she wanted. He'd check later to make sure her food and water were full but in all likelihood she just wanted to play and that could wait.

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Landon wouldn't wake up for some time. He was already in the basement before he even began to stir. He'd wake up with a terrible headache, his brows furrowing as he shifted around. The mattress made noise beneath him and he found himself pausing. What is he on? Fuck... he can't even remember where he is. Something patted him on the head and he was flinching back. Finally, his eyes parted open. He could see a man crouching over him with a cloth in their hand. It had blood on it. Seeing their face everything that happened came rushing back. His eyes widened and he was sitting up to move back from them. As soon as he tried to sit up he groaned in pain. Nope, his head refused to let him move. He was forced to settle back down on the mattress. Landon looked afraid as he stared at the man. "Who- who are you? Where am I?" This clearly wasn't the park anymore. He was in a completely unfamiliar place.

His hand moved to gently touch his tender head. Chains rattled. He glanced over to see his hand chained up. Landon felt his stomach twist. The situation kept getting worse and worse. He's in a strange place and chained up. Is he going to be murdered? Hell! This guy had a dismemberment corpse. He might be dumped in the river too. Landon anxiously bit the inside of his cheek. "D-Don't kill me, please!"

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As soon as the other man started to stir Andrew shut up, the Juniper did not follow suit and continued to wander meowing to herself, she was a talkative one. Luckily she completely hated the feeling of the water proof covering on the mattress so she never got up onto it. That didn't stop her from, after a moment, coming to jump up onto his lap and lay down meaning that he would be trapped talking to his latest victim for a little while despite his urge to run away now that the light haired man was awake.

"You're in my basement," he murmured, gently prodding the part of Landon's head that had just stopped bleeding, it was swelling but there was no breaking. Hopefully there wouldn't be a brain bleed or anything, though if there was it would solve a problem since the man might die on his own. "What's your name?" He asked, sitting up and cleaning his hand so that he could pet his cat without staining her white fur with blood.

"I'm sorry but I don't see any other option now given what you saw, a pity really," he mumbled. Landon probably would have been safe from Andrew if he hadn't seen anything, he wasn't the sort of person the killer usually took but there was no help for it now. "What's your name?" He asked, leaning down to check Landon's eyes to make sure he wasn't having any trouble focusing. Andrew didn't want Landon to die just yet, no he hadn't been planning to bring anyone home but now that someone's here he might as well have some fun.

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Would Landon be stuck here until he dies? He has a family who would worry about him. Surely they'd notice something was up eventually. Even so how would the police find out where he is? There was no evidence he even went to the park. How would anyone find out? He felt his heart sink, almost not hearing the man ask what his name was. Landon looked up and frowned. They were staring at him too much. He doesn't like it. It made him worry something is already going to happen. "Landon," he answered quietly. Landon could've denied answering but what good would it have done? His name wasn't worth hiding.

He looked from the man to the white cat sitting in their lap. Oh, so this man must be capable of feelings if he has a pet. Pets were always innocent and relied on their owners for survival. Only the cruel harmed defenseless animals, but then again this man killed humans, which is just as cruel. He frowned as the thought came to mind and he recoiled slightly. "You... you aren't going to kill me are you?"

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Andrew hummed and nodded, not sure if he should tell the other man his own name just in case, then again he'd seen Andrew so it wasn't as if if he escaped now he'd have any harder of a time finding him again without a name. "My name is Andrew, I can't say it's nice to meet you," he said with a chuckle looking down at the cat who was now purring.

He looked back up at Landon with a little frown and nodded. "Yes I'm going to kill you," he confirmed softly. "Again it's a shame you saw what you saw, you aren't my type so if you'd just stayed home tonight... well no point in thinking about that now, what happened happened and you saw what you saw. I can't let you leave here alive anymore, I know I deserve it but I'm still not ready to go to prison." He was firm on that point.

And he did know he deserved to go to prison, he knew that's what the law said, but that wasn't how he felt. Maybe some day he'd grow enough of a conscience to feel bad about the people he'd killed but he certainly wasn't there yet. He didn't know any of those people and he certainly didn't care about them, as far as he was concerned it didn't matter in the slightest that they were dead. Sure to someone else it probably mattered but he didn't know them either so that didn't bring him any closer to caring.

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The solemn nod in confirmed was enough to make Landon feel panicked. No! He doesn't want to die. He's young and barely even experienced life. Land on hands strained against the chains. There was no way he could escape on his own. He'd have to beg for mercy, as useless as that probably is. Landon pushed himself up and scooted back on the mattress, away from the man. His heart was thumping in his chest as he fought for words. What could he even say? He wasn't one to beg for anything ever, but fuck her sure beg for his life. Landon would have to swallow his pride or it might be the last thing he does. He'd clasp his hands in front of him and look at the man with desperate eyes. "P-Please don't! I'll do a-anything, just please let me live!" His voice trembled in fear over the thought of dying. Death wasn't supposed to be scary, but it was when it could be right around the corner, or staring him in the face.

Landon didn't know what the guy was on about when mentioned his "type" but he hoped he really wasn't going to die over it. His hands dropped to the mattress as he crawled onto his knees. "I don't know what you mean, but I can be your type somehow-" what was he even saying? He didn't even know what he was getting himself into by saying that but he seriously was desperately at this point.

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The sudden movement and noise caused Juniper to jump off of Andrew's lap with a disgruntled sound and head upstairs with her head and tail in the air indignantly. She would be upset when she found that the door at the top of the stairs was closed but the killer ignored that for now in favor of examining Landon as he pleaded for his life.

Andrew had a soft spot for begging, but Landon was far from the first person to promise to do anything in exchange for his life and so far no one had really meant that. By 'not his type' he hadn't meant that he didn't find Landon attractive, just that he wasn't someone Andrew would have gone out of his way to kill, which might be to Landon's advantage really. "Would you now?" He asked reaching out with one hand to cup the other man's jaw. "You realize that no matter what you do I'm never going to let you go, for however long you live now it will be here with me How long will you be able to stand me? Let alone keep me happy."

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All this effort could be futile but Landon didn't care. He was going to try his damnest to not be killed. If he never was able to escape or be saved that's when he'd decide what to do, but right now he wanted to see what would happen. Landon stared as Andrew grabbed his chin. He didn't know the answers to those questions but he didn't care. His life couldn't be over yet. Landon swallowed and tried not to back down. "I... don't know the answers to those questions. I don't know how long I'd be able to take whatever happens, but I do know I want to live." There was always a chance something would happen in his favor. He'd never find out if he was already dead. So he would try to stay alive as long as possible.

Landon looked down. Was this convincing enough? He's begging for his life here. He can't afford to fall short. "I-I mean it that I'll do anything. I'll prove it! Just- give me a chance to." If it wasn't enough then he could easily be killed and gotten rid of. Before that he at least wanted to try and see if his efforts could save him. Andrew just had to let him try that's all. If he's given the chance he'll do what he has to to prolong his life. "Is there something you want? Need? I'll take care of it. You just have to let me."

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Well that was amusing at least, it would be interesting to see how long Landon lasted under the pressure of a killers attention until he either broke and tried to fight back, or decided he'd rather die. Andrew moved his hand from Landon's chin, caressing his cheek and then tangling it in his fair hair. "Alright, I'll give you a chance and we'll see how long you last." He agreed with a cold smile, using his grip on Landon's hair to force his head up again.

"Ground rules should be pretty obvious, I'm in charge and you submit to me. If I have reason to think you've tried to escape you're dead. And I can do anything I want to you and you're not allowed to fight back~ You can beg me to stop all you want, I'll probably indulge you sometimes because I like it." He chuckled and let go of Landon's hair.

Even though Andrew was eager to get started with Landon it was late and he had only just finished killing his last victim, he was feeling satisfied and tired. Besides he could hear Juniper meowing at the door to be released from the basement. "We'll start tomorrow morning, I suggest getting some rest, you'll need it~" he chuckled ominously.

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What did Landon get himself into? It sounded like he would be doing more than he had hoped for. He had been optimistic thinking he might not have to do too unusual of tasks. Though as Andrew kept talking he felt his heart sink. This.... this didn't sound too great. Sure he was expecting this but... why was this sounding dirty? Landon frowned as Andrew gripped his hair and made him look back up. How could he not fight back? He didn't think he could just let anything happen. Well, he'd have to try or he'd probably be dead. Landon was still looking up even after Andrew let go of his hair. He gingerly rubbed his scalp. When Andrew said they weren't starting tonight he tried not to look overly relieved. Instead he sat back and solemnly nodded. "OK..." he murmured.

It would be a miracle if he'd even be able to sleep. He shifted to lay down on the mattress. Landon rested on his side and his legs curled in close to his body. It would probably be too much to ask for a blanket so he didn't bother. Tonight he'd be sleeping in this cold basement with just clothes and an uncomfortable mattress, but at least he's alive. Landon closed his eyes, trying to ignore the sound if the cat meowing to be let out of the basement.


[User] "A pleasure, Andy. Mine is Grant. Not nearly as pretty as yours, I'm afraid." He sighed. "I hope I don't seem too desperate. It's just a shame to waste an afternoon alone. Would it be prying to ask if you're single?" He glanced at her ring finger. Signs there had been one there before, but faint enough most wouldn't notice. "I wouldn't want anybody walking up and getting the wrong idea, I mean." He swallowed and realized that he was still wearing his own. That could give her the wrong idea. "I'm... still getting over a relationship myself..." It wasn't a lie. He still thought about Sophie every day. Now self conscious about it, he twisted it around his finger, like he always used to do when he was thinking, before leaning forward slightly. "So, tell me about yourself, Miss Andy."

[Assistant] Andy smiled shyly as he complimented her name. "Desperate? No. I had been expecting a couple of drinks out of tonight so it really would be a shame to go home without them, right?" She winked. She quickly glanced down at her hand and noted the very faint tan line from her last wedding ring. She'd had to wear it a bit longer than planned since Benjamin had died so 'tragically'. No one could imagine her taking it off any time soon since his death had been so tragic! "I actually am single. Don't worry, no one will get the wrong idea from you. Just an attractive woman and man sitting together with some drinks between them." She glanced down at his hand where he was twisting a wedding ring around his finger. She leaned forward, covering his hand with her own. "Why don't you let me help you with that?" she murmured, hooded bright green eyes meeting his. She sat back and cleared her throat. "Not much to tell. I teach science at the high school, have a cat at home, and am very, very single." She smirked and shrugged. "I am a simple woman, really."

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"Maybe I will." Grant heart beat faster with her hand briefly over his. My, she was good. He could feel his neck prickle, despite knowing who she was. "I disagree. It takes more than a simple woman to teach." It was impossible not to stare into those mesmerizing eyes. "And high school at that. How do you manage to keep your sanity?"

"I'm... well I'm a bit embarrassed to say actually. I'm sure you will laugh. I am a private investigator. And I can tell you, it is nothing like television would have you believe. But as it happens, business has been a little slow lately. So I thought it might be a good time to get back into things. The game, the hunt, whatever people are calling it these days." He thought briefly about lying, but if this plan was to work, he would need to sell it. And nothing sold a lie like being surrounded by the truth.

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Andy chuckled, a deep noise that sounded a vaguely like a Disney villain. "Maybe I don't have my sanity anymore," she murmured, raising an eyebrow in his direction and picking up her drink. She took a long draw from the fruity thing as she watched him closely. She swallowed and lightly licked her lips, setting the drink back down on the table. She knew how to play this game. She was good at this game. She invented it.

She lightly stiffened and then let the tension out as she smiled kindly, her eyes crinkling again. "A private investigator, huh? Why would you be embarrassed? That seems so very interesting even if it isn't like the movies. Tell me, how did you get into that line of work?" She lifted her drink to her lips again, nodding as he talked about 'the game'. "Getting back into the game seems like a good idea." She smirked. "I can tell you, I'm very glad you're here," she purred.

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That laugh! How could Grant be alarmed and intrigued at the same time? And the way she drew attention to her lips. She was no 'plain woman', to be sure. He let himself relax. Let himself be drawn in to this spider's web. How else to get close to her? "But aren't we all a little insane, really? Sanity is overrated. When you try too hard to fit unrealistic standards, that's when you stop having fun with life."

He noticed her reaction, brief and quickly covered up though it was. Tread lightly, Grant, tread lightly. "Oh, it's just that some people wouldn't see what I do as a 'real job', you know. As for how, well..." He sighed. Time for another uncomfortable dose of truth. "When I was younger, my sister disappeared. They found her dead months later, in a different state. Nobody ever figured out what happened. It haunted me that someone could just disappear without any explanation like that. But worse was that no one seemed to want to know. I remember thinking that was strange. And cruel. How no one seemed to care. But I know now that it just wasn't worth their time to try to find out, and the science just hadn't caught up with the times. But I knew that questions like that deserved answers, so here I am." He gave that grieved smile again. "Great dinner conversation, right? I'm sorry."

He cleared his throat. "What about you? What made you want to be a teacher?"

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Andy smiled again, a wide smile that lit up her whole face. "How right you are. Sanity is so overrated." She nodded. "Where's the fun in life if you're constantly trying to fit in somewhere you don't?" She giggled, taking another sip of her drink. Her laugh and smile fell quickly as her continued talking.

Her forehead wrinkled in concern as she leaned toward Grant a little. His sister had died. Maybe I could help him join her. She had been getting a little antsy lately. Maybe it was time to try again. A slightly, sad sympathetic look came across her face as she reached across the table. She covered his hand with her own and gave it a small squeeze. "I'm so sorry about your sister. That must've been so hard," she murmured, lowly enough that he might have to lean closer. "I can't even imagine. I mean, I kind of can, but it's not really the same." She smiled sadly, sitting back in her chair again.

"Oh, I don't know. I loved science and happened to take one class in college on education. Just kind of fell in it. I have loved it ever since," she said as she shrugged. "Sure, high school kids can be annoying, but it just called to me. I'm currently pursuing my PhD so I could maybe teach college class." She sipped her drink lightly. "Tell me something else about your family. Any other siblings?"

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"Actually it wasn't as hard losing her as the constant reminders about it. We had to move because people were harassing us. Accusing my parents, our friends, grilling me with questions I didn't know the answer to, while the police didn't really do anything to help. I grew up in a strong religious family. We all knew where she ended up. She wasn't an angel, but she was a good girl. Maybe too friendly for her own good if anything... I shouldn't be talking about this. Thanks for listening, though." Grant put his hand on top of hers for a moment and stood up. "I'll be right back. I don't want my waitress to think I forgot about her." He walked over to where he'd been sitting and slid a bill under the glass before coming back.

"No. I grew up around cousins, but that was before. Crime in a family has a way of isolating you. She was my only sister, and she was several years older so sometimes it was more like I was an only child. But I remember her enough to miss her. My dad was a trucker, worked almost all the time, and my mom had a garden shop for a while. Dad's still around, but we don't talk much. Mom took a bad turn a few years ago. I don't know how she got into drugs, or when. Maybe if I'd paid a little more attention to my family than my work, things would have been different..."

He smiled. "I don't even know why I'm telling you my life story. Maybe it's something about you. You're a good listener." He shrugged. "Well, probably better to get on a lighter subject. So what do you like to do for fun?"

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Andy listened, nodding every once and a while. It was always good to know as much as possible about family. Who would come expecting answers later if something happened. "Becoming an adult is hard on a family," she said kindly. She chuckled again. "People have told me that before. I have spent a lot of time talking, so anytime someone else wants to talk, I'm usually okay with it," she said with a slight smile.

She looked up as she thought. Brushing blonde hair back from her face, she grimaced. "For fun? Uhm," she laughed, "Why is that question so hard? I enjoy anything out in the sun, especially swimming. I like to cook, especially complex recipes for no reason. I like to work on cars, just because it interests me. I like to dance and to read." She thought for a second. "But that's pretty much it. What about you? What's fun in your life?"

[User] Grant laughed at her response. It was easy to forget who he was talking to. But her comments about her hobbies itched at the back of his mind. Two of those directly linked to her husbands' deaths. If she were a truly grieving widow, she would avoid the things that killed them. He was lost in thought and was almost startled when she asked him the same thing. "Me? Oh, reading mostly. A movie now and then. I tried my hand at a novel, but I didn't have the talent for it. I enjoy the outdoors as well. There's nothing like walking to clear the head. Not much of a swimmer, although I do enjoy the water. I could never catch on to auto work, though. Human beings are complicated enough for me." He smiled. "I feel completely out of my element. You have so many interesting hobbies and I just sit home on my computer most nights. But I would certainly like to try one of your complicated recipes sometime."

[Assistant] Andy grinned, chuckling. "You wrote a novel? That's amazing. That takes a lot of dedication and time," she said, nodding her head. "There's just something about the outdoors that makes me feel so free and open. I kind of love it." She nodded. "Humans are very complicated. Annoying so, usually." She playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, no. I'm really not that exciting. I try to keep my head down mostly. You know, just chill and all that. I just have a list of things I like to do. I don't get to do my favorite things nearly often enough," she said, chuckling at bit at herself. She raised an eyebrow his direction and smirked. "Well, I'd certainly be happy to let you try. Maybe I'll let you try some other things as well. You know, like a dessert." She tucked some hair behind her ear and took another sip of her drinking, meeting his eyes over the rim of the glass.

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"Not wrote, attempted to write. And that is precisely why I didn't get far." Grant laughed. "Now what reason would a stunning lady like yourself have to want to keep her head down?" He hoped that didn't give him away, but he was curious how she would react to the question.

"Oh. Dessert, eh? Sounds delicious. Something sweet to finish the evening. Now you have my mouth watering." He grinned, meeting those eyes of hers. "Maybe you can introduce me to a few new experiences, and I can help you relax for a change. Seems like a good exchange to me."

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"'Attempted to write' still counts for something, hun," she said. "Better than most people." She cleared her throat again and looked down at her lap when he asked. This was it: the make or break moment. Usually they knew who she was, but if he did, he didn't let on at all. It scared off some men, not wanting to deal with a "grieving widow" people had started calling "Black Widow". But it also made some men more eager; grief was usually an easy excuse to get in a woman's pants, well, any high emotion really, not that Andy ever denied the men of that.

"I have been through..." she paused, "I..." she paused again, some nervous laughter escaping her lips. She knew well how to play this card. "My husbands have met some... untimely and horrific ends in the past couple of years. And I have been quite caught up in the vortex of it all." She pursed her lips, made her eyes well up a bit, cleared her throat again. "So most people already know who I am and all of that talking I did, kind of made me tired of the lime light. So I choose to keep my head ducked for the most part." She smiled shyly at him. "How's that for terrible dinner conversation?" She laughed a bit.

She smirked and raised an eyebrow. "What a lovely idea. Dessert happens to be a specialty of mine," she purred, biting her bottom lip a little. "I'd love to show you some experiences you didn't even know you were missing." She focused her hooded eyes on his lips and then glanced up to his gaze. She knew coming on a little strong could totally blow this, but he seemed sturdy enough to take it and if he couldn't, then that was shame. "Relaxation happens to be the last thing on my mind right now, honestly."

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Grant laughed nervously. "Alright, you win." He scratched the back of his head. "I'm sorry I asked. That must have been horrible for you. Well, it could be worse. Your name could be Molly Brown. The unsinkable, remember her? Every ship she was on ended up sinking. Sorry, I guess trying to be funny isn't really appropriate... All I'm saying is that it could be worse. You're a strong woman to have gone through all that. Doesn't matter what they say, there is such a thing as bad publicity, and it's especially unhelpful when you're already grieving, wondering if you could have done something differently."

"Since you're being honest, I will be too. My wife left me because she thought I was cheating on her. I was, in a way. I wasn't unfaithful, but I did let my work get between us. I'm not making that mistake again though. And I'm not likely to let such an interesting woman get away, either."

"Me neither." He couldn't help but smile. "Andy, you sound almost as desperate as I feel." She was coming on strong, but it was working. "Why don't we get out of here? Anywhere you like." He got out his wallet and put down a tip.

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Andy chuckled, sitting back in her chair a little farther. "I don't think it's 'a win'. You story was just as integral to you as mine was to me." She smiled kindly and shook her head as she laughed a bit. "It was funny," she assured. "And yes, bad publicity is a real thing. But it got me here, so that's really all that matters." She listened quietly as he mentioned his wife, her eyes finding the wedding ring on his finger. "Well, it sounds like there were some differences and whatever you were working on, I'm sure, was important to you. Important enough cause that kind of problem." She smiled again and nodded. "I intend to the do the same."

Hook, line, and sinker. She grinned as he offered to leave with her. "It's not desperation, it's attraction. Don't worry." She gathered her things and pulled out her wallet. With a smirk, she nodded. "Let's go back to my place. I do have a great beer and wine selection there." She smiled at him as he paid a tip and stood up. Coming on strong was working, just like she had really hoped it would. Perfect. "I have some things I'd love to show you. You know, in terms of food and such." She walked through the restaurant and gave him her phone number. "You can follow me and if you get lost, just call me. Or if, you know, you change your mind." She winked and started toward her car across the parking lot.

Grant had kind eyes and a sweet temperament. She would bet money that he was known for people that loved and respected him. He was perfect and she was excited about it. He did have kind eyes after all, which was her most favorite thing in the world.


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Time had passed faster than Danniella thought, she worked hard on trying to make money back that she owed but she kept falling further and further down the rabbit hole. How did things come to this the once vast amount of money she had was gone and she knew that something was going to happen. She doesn't have a way to escape town or even to run away from the truth. Alana was coming to find her and she knew it. She wasn't a fool, she left the door unlocked and hoped she wouldn't destroy the home she had lived in to find her.

She was calming her nerves as she did her makeup and dressed up in the fanciest silk dress she had. She needed to show Alana that she was Going to accept her punishment and figure out some new deal with her. Although the woman probably had it in the contract she didn't read.

Upon hearing footsteps and the shout in her apartment she was shaking. This was all a bad dream right? Danniella was constantly beat up and shown fear for refusing to pay her debts. Now here she was shaking in her bedroom knowing that Alana was going to do something. She feared the idea that she would be killed for not paying.

Danniella meekly walked out of her bedroom keeping her head down before walking in front of Alana, "I'm right here Miss Bennett... Please call me Danniella... we can fix this arrangement we have I promise that I'll make your money back please I just need another month" she begged her. There were two men behind her and she held back her tears this was it for her, what was this woman planning from her?

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Alana watched as the small woman came out of her room wearing a beautiful silk dress. She came out with her head hanging low, explaining the mention of her name. When she spoke about another month she walked closer and lifted her head. "As agreed upon,you signed this contract." She said holding it up for her to see.

"Unfortunately as stipulated, I don't do bargains for more time. I give everyone a year, when you fail to pay up, everything you own becomes mine. Including yourself. You follow my rules now. Unlike anyone prior to you, Ms. Heart, you aren't be taken to someone to sell. Instead you are going to stay with me. If you don't agree with what I'm saying here is what you signed too, read it."

Tossing the paper at her she smiled. Looking at her she turned to her men, placing the cage on the floor opening it's door. Then she placed her whip down. "I allow each person to pick a possession that means the most to them. I suggest you do before it's all sold. Don't worry about clothes you wont be needing them any longer."

Looking her over she smirked. "Strip, find your possession, then get on your hands and knees and enter the cage, Danniella."

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Danniella knew that her fate was sealed the moment she brought up the contract... did this woman plan this out? So she wasn't truly doing this out of kindness but an investment of taking legal rights over her. Once she spoke about being sold off her mind went crazy. This was human trafficking, she knew how bad this was but now she can't even get away because who would pay a debt of 500k. Now she was going to be hers until she sees no reason to keep her.

She didn't need to read the contract to understand that it was in there the entire time. Upon listening to take a possession back with her she couldn't think of anything, she had nothing that was sentimental to her. She kept eye contract with Alana hoping to see a way out of this. Although with the two men behind here it was nearly impossible.

Upon hearing the orders her stubborn attitude kicked in. "I'm not going to be naked in front if you nor am I going into that animal cage. I'm a human not a damn dog" she spoke to her rebelliously. She didn't care who she was or how much in debt she is, she's still going to keep her pride. Her nude body was hers not for anyone else to take.

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Alana had her hands free now. She noticed the eye contact and met her for it, barely blinking, a talent she picked up with her brother before his death. Her dark eyes bore into her before she laughed at her comment. "You'll be whatever I want you to be. You took the money, you had the chance to pay it back but you spent every dollar." Walking closer she reached under her chin and gripped it slightly.

"See it's quite easy, Danniella. I'm your new mistress, do as I day and you shall be rewarded, misbehave and your punishments get worse. Now I will ask again because I'd hate to start this off with the whip. But strip, and crawl into the cage, if not I will use this whip on you until you do as I say. Now Danniella, you're blonde, beautiful, you know darn well how this can go for you. I would hate to mar your perfect skin. Please listen to me."

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Danniella glared at her upon the eye contact and she felt her grip on the Chin and she tried to keep her composure. "I needed to live you know... I had to afford my house" she spoke to her in a whimper. She tried to keep her mind in the right spot but she knew that's eventually that she will have to give in. Although Danniella wasn't going to give in now, no she has to earn that.

"First of all call me Danniella I hate it when I'm called that! Secondly I will not oblige those orders. I'm not some pushover who'll let you chose my fate. I may be owned by you and I'll obey, but I'm not going to be naked and caged like a pet!" She spoke to her. She rarely ever experience pain in her life although this last year has been hell. Now here was the same woman making her hellish life even worse... She truly hoped that she wouldn't break upon the first hit of the whip.

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Alana looked to the girl then looked over at her men. "Danniella chose the hard way, I'm disappointed by you. I really thought you might be less of a fighter." She had her men vanish, making it like they circled the apartment but were really trying to sneak up behind her. "Danniella, I'm not as cruel as you may think. I just have rules and ones you will obey. But no longer will anything you own be yours. You forfeited it, on this date a year ago. Now you shall live with me. Go where I go, so what I say. And that is your life."

Staring at the girl softly, moving a strand of hair from her face. "I just wanted this to go easier with you and hell for you." She watched as the men grabbed her arms. She moved to the man's pocket and pulled out scissors cutting the girls silk outfit. "I said naked, you will only have the privilege when I say so, otherwise you will be naked. No clothes. Only your uniform when I have company and outfits That I see fit."

She grabbed a blindfold. "I think it shall be a surprise your new home. Can you be honest, Danniella? Will you be making a lost of noise, do I need to force this cock into your mouth?" She said grabbing the dildo gag from the other man's pocket, dangling it in front of her face.

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Danniella kept up her glare she truthfully didn't know what her consequences were for disobeying. Although she didn't seem to make any movement towards her. She kept her composure trying to keep a clear head. Although the woman was speaking about her expectations and she frowned. "I'm willing to do those... but I don't want to be forced nude and caged" she pouted.

Once she spoke about wanting this to go easier she felt her arms being restrained and suddenly she lost her composure and tears started to fall. "No! No! Stop please" she said as she lightly tried to struggle seeing her outfit getting cut and it falling to the floor. Her D cup breasts and well kept pussy could be seen in the public eye to her mistress. "Don't look at me" she begged.

Next came a couple of questions as she was sobbing. She knew the blindfold was going to be scary as she'll no nothing of where she is and how to run away. Once she heard about making a lot of noise and seeing the dildo gag she shook her head, "I won't be making a lot of noise" she said to her. Danniella was a virgin and never even participated in any sexual acts. She didn't want the gag in her mouth as she wasn't ready for that.


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Suddenly, Anna heard the distinct lock and click of the cabin door opening. Swinging open on creaking hinges. No doubt thanks to the ranging storm. The man's long, dark hair was matted to his face. With one look, it was no question that this man was the captain. Anna swallowed nervously, ceasing her struggles. She flinched as there was a loud crash of thunder, as if to emphasize the captain's words. She could smell the rain on his skin. His voice was cool and calm, like a deadly dagger dipped in honey. Nothing like the raging storm outside.

Her heart was pounding audibly in her ears as she managed to free herself of the cloth gag that had been keeping her silent. Panting Anna demanded, "What do you want from me?" She wiped her lips with nervous hands. The man had obviously been soaked from the rain. Making his scent stronger. It seemed there was a warning tone in making him angry. It seemed he could anger quickly, and when he was angry... she had read and heard stories about people and woman being whisked away on pirate ships. As much as Anna wanted to deny it, she had a sinking feeling that she had just become one of those girls.

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Felix saw, even for the faintest second, the sudden realization dawning on the girl as she realized the predicament she was in. Or at least beginning to realize since he wasn't sure she was aware of what could happen to her.

He continued to take off layers of wetted clothes until he was left with only his shirt and pants on. He did it all while watching her and fishing for her reactions. "Now, since you're in my cabin, it means you're mine for as long as I deem fit. Or until I die"

He said the last part matter-of-factly since he was well aware of the possibility to die in the next raid or the one after that. However, until that happened he was more than willing to enjoy his time at any cost. "However, I can always send you down with the rest of the crew if you find these accommodations not to your liking".

When he said that he eyed her whole body, up and down and even undressed her in his head. He was very anxious to do that in reality as well, but he wanted to take his time with it since they had plenty before he was needed again. "That being said, you'll want to keep me happy. Understood?"

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In silence, she watched as the man stripped. Wearing only a tunic shirt and knickers. He was indeed very muscular. And dominating. Young Anna had never laid with a man before. After all, she was only twenty. She swallowed hard. Her heart pounding in her chest like it was trying to escape. Was she to be his slave for life? Her heart seemed to sink into her stomach. Part of Anna found him attractive. But another part of her resented the situation she was in.

Anna certainly had no interest in being sent down to the crew. She nodded wearily. His captive squirmed nervously in the bindings around her ankles. She really wasn't sure what to make of this. His long, dark hair was tied in a tight ponytail. A scar on his face. From a sword? There was another crash of thunder as he questioned if Anna understood. Almost as if he had command not only of the ship and his crew, but of the elements as well.

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"You'll excuse the rope" Felix said nonchalantly pointing at her restraints. He sat down at his desk and started to stuff tobacco down a pipe with meticulously calculated movements. As he did, he continued to speak. "I must make sure you understand the state you are in, before I trust you enough to be free". His tone was sincere. After all, she was on a ship. As long as he was captain and the crew knew she belonged to him, none would dare touch her. So he was not opposed to giving her some degree of freedom. But as long as she had any degree of fighting in her, he wasn't gonna take any chances.

He lit the pipe and the smoke filled the air with the rancid smell of the burning leaves. His movements were again, slow and calculated, as opposed to the erratic movements of the ship and random clash of thunder outside of it. The contrast was quite visible, but it made for a pleasant enough picture. He gave the woman some looks from head to toe, checking out the prize he had gotten. Then a question dawned on him: "Are you a virgin?" he asked as nonchalantly as he had done anything since he came inside.

By the way the man behaved himself he left the impression that he was in control of everything around there and that he was free to do and speak as he pleased. And there was a certain part of him that enjoyed it greatly, despite the appearances he might want or try to keep.

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Sharp, blue eyes studied the captain. Anna relatively knew the situation she was in. She knew there was no escaping from a ship full of hungry pirates and their captain. But then, the abrupt question of whether she was a virgin or not was asked. Did she dare answer? The man was definitely the captain. Just his presence alone was dominating.

It was true though, that Anna has never lain with a man. Sure, she had dreams of it someday. But not like this. She shifted nervously in her ropes, swallowing hard. Clearly uncomfortable by the question. Though she didn't answer, it was clear enough that she indeed was a virgin. Her heart pounding, she scooted back upon the bed. It wasn't moments later that Anna could smell the strong scent of the tobacco and wrinkled her nose.

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The captain expected her answer before even asking the question. But what Felix was truly after was a reaction. Which he was not going to lie, disappointed him. She didn't do much but swift around like an anxious little kid. The smoke from his pipe got more out of her than the question he posed. Nevertheless, he still intended to get what he wanted, one way or another. He didn't move from the desk he was standing at, but he focused all his attention on her when he spoke.

"Very well, silence can be an answer too. Get naked" he said and motioned towards her clothed body with his pipe. He wanted to see her before deciding if she was worth the trouble and the effort of teaching her. At worst, she would have been a good fuck and then a small profit on the slave market. At best, she could be around for a long while to keep him occupied. But it all depended on her obedience and eventual skills. The beauty was something subjective anyway.

[User] It took several moments for what he ordered to sink in. Get... get naked? Just the last question alone made her uncomfortable. Anna felt her cheeks become flush. The young woman squirmed, but something told her she had best do so. Grimacing, she somehow managed to slip free from her dress. Her hands trembling, fumbling with the cotton fabric. The ropes binding her ankles making it awkward. Perhaps it was his smooth but deadly commanding way, but she was soon stripped. She grimaced underneath the captain's intense gaze. Reflexively she tried to cover herself, curling up her body against the plush pillows.

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Felix was studying her movements attentively. However, his patience was short. Not in general, but for such occasions, he lacked the necessary resolve to not rush things. Besides, he found it completely and utterly stupid for a woman her age to be a virgin. Of course, he liked the idea of corrupting her, but seeing as she was a natural beauty, if she had the slightest experience, things would have been much better.

When she rushed to cover herself he put out the pipe he was smoking and shook his head. His hands motioned to her get up and take her hands away from her body. He wanted to enjoy her fully, not covered in pillows. The cloth was something he was used with seeing. Her naked body wasn't. "Shyness won't get you anywhere. The quicker you get rid of it, the better for both of us" he said as he moved closed to her with a wicked smile on his face.


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Lots of green foliage and there was what seemed to be a party going on. It was easy for them to start dancing with the people and get hooked up with the music. But their drinks had been spiked, it was her last resort guess when she started to get dizzy. "What's going..." Isla passed out.

Now she was tied up, pressed against her best friend. Thankfully they weren't gagged, staring at her she called out to her. "Wake up, are you okay?" She said trying to push herself against her, closer.

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Daniela had found herself plunged into the deepest slumber she had ever experienced. She and her best friend, now lover, Isla, had wandered to a remote beach on the southern end of Tahiti. They had been enjoying a night of festivities where they witnessed an aurora bursting above them in the heavens while they dance, sang, and drank copiously upon the whitest of sands. They had received many drinks that night from strangers and newfound friends. It was the norm for two beautiful girls who were half naked in hardly modest bikinis. Little did they know that swirling spell of narcotics would claim them as victim and they would be whisked off to a place they knew not where.

"Hmm?" Daniela sounded in a groggy manner as she struggled to open her eyes. Even when she did, all she could make out was a blur of color and light. "Where are... what happened?" She groaned again, but this time a bit of trepidation set into her when she moved to trip to rub Her face only to find it bound behind her back. "Wh-what's going on, Isla?" She asked in a raspy tone of voice as she tried to blink her eyes into clarity.

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She looked at her sweet friend and wanted to hug her, hold her close to caress her fears. Since alas, Isla didn't know either what had happened to them. She shook her head the little bit she could. "I don't know. They tied us together, we can't try to get out unless we tried." She looked around her slowly as far as her head could bend.

"Last I remember was the beach and the dancing, and you and how gorgeous you looked." She watched quietly through the place, taking in all the sights. But not much could be said for where they were. They were in a pitch-black room. She assumed they were close to the outdoors since she could hear the constant pitter-patter of the rain. "Are you hurt, Daniela?"

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"Who is 'they'?" Daniela asked as tried her best to quell her own anxiety. She didn't have the slightest clue as to who was responsible for this predicament which only made the prospect of such a precarious situation all the more terrifying.

There was a gentle calmness that washed over her at the sound of Isla's tender words. They made her feel safe and reminded her that no matter what fate awaited them, Isla was with her. Daniela turned back and leaned her head up against her Lover's. "My wrists kinda hurt..." she admitted due to the rope burn. "But I'm okay... what about you, love?" She asked softly as her concerns now became completely about Isla.

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"I have no idea. I just know we are tied together. Not exactly how I planned to spend our trip together. Though I did think one of us would be tied up." Isla said with a nervous chuckle, trying to keep things calm, but unfortunately, it wasn't happening like that.

When the girl mentioned the ache in her wrists she nuzzled her face closer as quickly as she could. "The strain in my shoulders ache. I m sure they will come eventually. I am just so glad you are okay. I saw you not moving and your breathing was so low, it scared me. I really don't want anything bad to happen to you. I'm so sorry." She stated out of complete fear of her woman.

The sweet girl in front of her, and she brought her here.

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Daniela giggled at Isla's remark. No matter how the moment, Isla could always infuse a bit of levity with a crude, sultry joke. If anything, the little joke had offered a slight pause of refrain for Daniela's nerves not to tear into overdrive. "You're right. At least one of us should've been able to enjoy this setup," she tried to tease back in a tone of voice that rang with a nervous timbre.

Daniela closed her eyes when she felt the nuzzling touch of Isla's cheekbone. "Don't worry, baby. I'm fine," she whispered as she wiggled her hand back so she could interlace her fingers with Isla. "Now, I'm fine," she spoke with a bit more reassurance. Isla was Daniela's rock. So long as she had her, she would try and convince herself that everything would be okay.

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Isla loved her giggle and laughter, it was enough to make her wet. "Oh, sweet girl. I'm gonna get you for that when this is all over." She was much more dominant than Daniela but she would always try to make her happy and play things the way she wanted. When the woman felt the soft way she wiggled to try to get her fingers interlaced, she smiled.

"I know you're fine. It just had me worried." She stared at her quietly before relaxing. She heard the rain continue but the heavy noise of boots heading their way seemed to worry her more. "Just do whatever they want. Don't let yourself get killed over it, please. I don't want to lose you."

The idea that they had been sex trafficked crossed her mind, along with the fact that this was some stupid joke, but the first was much more plausible.

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"Is that threat or a reward?" She muttered in a sultry tone as she turned over and hit the corner of her lips. The things she would do with her lover if she hadn't been bound were unspeakable. Isla had an uncanny way of turning Daniela on a drop of a hat. Her little comments coupled with the denied ability to act on such fervent emotions made hard for the both of them. Feeling Isla return her touch, Daniela gently ran her thumb over her knuckles in a lover's caress.

"But I'm always obedient," she giggled softly before nodding her head with more severity. This was a dangerous situation and being submissive to the commands of their perceived captors seemed the best strategy for staying alive. "I won't make a fuss... I promise," she whispered softly. "Do you think they'll be coming for us soon?"

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Isla looked at her friend and smirked. "It can be both." She said with a glance, noticing how the girl would mutter, and was acting overly sultry making her get turned on just like a match lighting a candle. She stared quietly when she spoke of being obedient. "You can be." She teased, knowing the girl was all switch in her, able to be submissive and be dominant and lead the way. She just didn't want to lose her.

So when the girl said she wouldn't make a fuss she smiled softly. "Yes, I think they will. I hear footsteps. We are in a dark place but I can tell we are close to some open space. I heard the rain and now the footsteps, I am sure its any minute. I just don't want anything happening to you."

Suddenly a door burst open a light turning on, letting her blink rapidly. "Fuckers are ready I see. Men, load them up, you can bring them to the house, we will get them ready for tonight's meal." At fear she wondered if they would be eaten by them. But as two strong men lifted them, they were tied together so thankfully she just had to look at her. She didn't dare say anything in fear she'd upset them.

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"On my good days," Daniela conceded in regards to her submissiveness. No day was ever the same. Perhaps that was why Daniela was so devoutly in love with Isla. Ever day was a new adventure; though it seemed last nights had drew forth unholy repercussions. "I don't want want anything to happen to happen to you either," Daniela called out in a shaky tone as she swallowed a knot in her throat. She squeezed Isla's hand tighter as to reassure them both that whatever awaited them, they would have this. This unbreakable bond forged by blissful love.

"Tonight's meal?" She whimpered in a whispering tone to Isla after hearing the disgruntled tone of the men who had barged into then holding facility that they were being held in. "I'm scared," she shuddered as her eyes flickered around, trying to make out the dark and shady figures that wandered about the dimly lit area.


[User] Genevieve looked at him. "Okay, all you hear is a woman saying that she is willingly wanting to fuck you, and vice versa. Am I not interesting enough for you, Jackson?" She asked before walking to the bed as she saw him have a cock ring and smiled. "Nice, I like the hardware, what made you want to get one?"

[Assistant] "Well I mean, I'm just nervous. It's been a minute." Jackson said as he smiled when she looked at his cock ring. "Well thank you. I snuck away and got it as soon as I turned 18. The girl at the tattoo shop actually fucked me right before." He said with a smile.

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Genevieve looked at him and couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't be nervous. If you hate it you can leave. I will pay for a place for you and then you get a job to continue. If you love this, which you will you will beg for more. You will want to be with me way more." She said looking at him gently as he spoke about his piercing. She gently began to undo her leggings and underwear pulling them down slowly revealing her flesh. Climbing on the bed and spreading she smiled.

"Vertical clit hood piercing, two on either side of the labia and the one near my asshole and vagina. I got them through the years. I told you I was a piercing girl."

[Assistant] "Well, I've seen now that you know how to talk a big game, but can you back it up?" Jackson asked as he watched her spread all for him. "Well I guess you are game. So how are we doing this?" He asked softly.

[User] Genevieve shook her head. "I can back it up. You know I can. But I think you are scared. You are presented a gorgeous woman. Who might be considered out of your league and you don't know what to do with it, do you?" She watched him carefully. "How are we doing this?" She repeated and scratched her chin playfully. "I want to tie you up and fuck you senseless. How does that sound?"

[Assistant] Jackson nodded softly before taking a step forward. "Well, I'll try it. Under one condition. Before you tie me up, I'd like to take a bit of control with you sucking dick and me eating you out. Deal?" He asked softly.

[User] Genevieve looked at him gently trying to contemplate what he was saying. She didn't mind sucking his dick but control she didn't give. She was normally the dominant and his idea seemed foreign to her. "I am normally dominant in most relationships. IF you want me to suck your dick, fine... I could see myself doing it."

[Assistant] "Well I appreciate the willingness to suck a dick." Jackson joked with a smile. "Now, would you like to be on your knees, or would you like to have me lying down?" He asked with a wink.

[User] Genevieve looked at him gently before standing and circling around him. "I think you lack the understanding of who I am, and what I do in my free time." She said looking at him as she propped herself on her knees. She opened her mouth gently and took his length in her mouth, wrapping her lips tightly around him, pushing herself a bit further to get a deepthroat motion going before picking up pace with her bobbing on his length.

[Assistant] "Yeah yeah. Every girl sounds the same with a cock in her throat, so we'll see how dominant you really are." Jackson growled as he waited until his cock was in her throat before starting to thrust in and out of her mouth.

[User] Genevieve watched as he said something cocky and he began to get a bit frustrating with his behavior. She played along for a little while before getting sick of his behavior. When she found the right moment she stopped and stood to her feet. "I don't work like that, you should be lucky I was giving you a blowjob. Now... you get a spanking for your behavior."

[Assistant] Jackson looked at her as she popped back up to her feet rather quickly and tilted his head. "Oh really? And what is that supposed to mean?" He asked as he stood back and waited for her to make another move.

[User] Genevieve walked closer to him, giving him a push on the bed. "It means that I take charge. I think you need to understand your role here." She said grabbing the handcuffs off her bed counter and handcuffing him to the bed. "We might just even have to use this." She said running her finger along his penis and down to his anus. "But for now, I think you have work to do." She said as she climbed atop him and straddled him. "I do assume you know how to use yours, properly that is."

[Assistant] Jackson struggled against the chains with a grunt. "You know, I'm not sure I'm into all of this 'being someone else's bitch' thing." He said as he looked around, thinking that this meant he wouldn't be allowed to do anything that he wanted to do without asking express permission.

[User] "You wouldn't be my bitch. Unless you want me to call you that." Leaning her face close to his, Genevieve smiled. "If you don't want this with me, I understand but then what happened here we will never all about it again. We will act as two civil non-sexual roommates. But if you do want this, you will never have to ask for sex again." She looked at him with a smile before kissing him, her heart pounded a bit in her chest.

[Assistant] "Well then we'll have to see where this goes. My only question is, will it always end up with me cuffed up like this?" Jackson asked as he kissed her back with a groan. He was mainly scared of her treating him like a demasculated pet out in public, if their relationship were to continue.

[User] Genevieve looked at him and smiled. "No it doesn't always end up like this, do I like seeing you this way yes. Would you like it removed?" She asked him gently as she rubbed her body against his. "Even though I am wet and wanna play?" She asked with a wink.

[Assistant] God she was a little out there, but fuck she was hot, and Jackson was hard. "Well I suppose that I don't mind it this time." He winked as he kissed her back and decided to play along. "Oh mistress, what do I have to do to be freed from my handcuffs?" He asked as he pulled on the cuffs lightly.

[User] Genevieve looked at him and rubbed her body against his more. "Fuck me. Then you will be released. I think you want that don't you. To slip your hard cock into my wet and aching pussy. Tell me you want it." She said as she rubbed her wet lips on his cock. Moving she positioned him over her lips. "Tell me you want it."

[Assistant] The thought of her riding his thick cock made Jackson growl as he gave her his answer. "Yes I want it. Ride that cock until you drain every bit of cum out of it." He said as he bucked his hips up and pulled on the cuffs, attempting to shove his cock in her on his own.

[User] When he bucked with the cuffs Genevieve chuckled. "Someone is greedy. Someone is very greedy." She leaned down and kissed him. "You are also getting cocky again. I am here to guide you. I am here to show you how much fun we can have. Behave and you will get what you want." She said looking at him teasing him gently as she sat a little before lifting off completely.

[Assistant] Jackson felt his length completely enter her when he bucked his hips up. He whined a bit when she calmed him down and then forced his cock to once again meet the cold air. "Yes ma'am. Whatever you wish." He said, much like a dog who had just been scolded for pissing on the carpet.

[User] Genevieve listened to his words and couldn't help but grin and smile at him. "That's right, you will do whatever I wish. I know you want this. Tell me you want this." She said lowering herself onto him slowly a moan beseeching the world. She looked at him carefully and nodded. "I will get off if you don't tell me how sorry you are for your behavior."

[Assistant] Jackson looked at her and raised an eyebrow. She was really about to make him not only beg to fuck him, but apologize like a bitch? This was crazy, but he did need to cum now that she got him all hot. "Yes ma'am. I'm sorry for my behavior. Will you please continue?" He asked.

[User] Genevieve listened to him apologize and smiled. She then thrust herself on him before moving her body in an up and down fashion. She kept her focus on him as she leaned down and kissed him. "I am glad you are learning." She gave a small moan as she felt herself nearing an edge that she was most willing to jump off of.

[Assistant] "Oh my God your pussy is so perfect!" Jackson groaned as he did his best to follow her instructions to a tee, but to little avail, as his hips started to buck up involuntarily.

[User] Genevieve listened to his words before kissing him and holding his lips hostage in a tangle of feelings. She felt him bucking up and she moaned as she began to feel her body hitting its peek as she leaned her face in his neck and held on for dear life. Her body pulsing and moving with her orgasm.

[Assistant] Jackson continued to thrust up into her pussy as his cock started to throb while his hands fight against the chains. "May I be released?" He asked, thinking he could at least grip her hips and take at least some control.

[User] Genevieve looked at him and shook her head. "You are almost near an orgasm and you are trying to change things now. Wait my darling." She said as she placed her hands on his hip and continued to move her body on his.

[Assistant] "Yes ma'am." Jackson moaned simply as his orgasm rose inside him. Something inside his brain made him ask for permission, something he never did. "M-may I cum now? And where would you like me to cum?" He asked.


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Meredith laughed slightly, a small blush coming to her cheeks. "How can you taste it on me?" She asked him, her voice quiet in the loud crowd, surrounding them filled with people and their dancing dreams. She smiled looking at him carefully, determining the age difference between them.

It was difficult since he did look young but not that young. She took his hand and felt his soft flesh against hers. She felt his hold it was firm and she walked with him to a good dancing spot. She moved closer, their bodies going tight together as she placed a hand on his shoulder and leaned on him gently. "Yes, you can have a name. It's Meredith." She looked at him and realized how well the name fit on him.

"Jacob, nice to meet you." She looked up at him as best she could and felt his hands and the way he ground against her, their bodies fitting well from an exterior front. She was enjoying this dance a lot more than she had planned to. A soft sigh escaping with every beat of the music fitting along with her. "You dance very well, Jacob."

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"Don't worry, I have my ways. I'll get a taste of that sweetness." Jacob breathed into her ear before he pulled back after hearing her name. "Meredith? That's a nice name, very cute for someone like you." It really was, it was delicate and he really liked that. Even more so when she said his name. "Mmm, that sounds good coming from your lips." Jacob said as she turned so she was facing him.

Even with the music, he could hear the soft sounds of her enjoyment as they moved their bodies together. He was glad that she was reacting so quickly. Her compliment though made him smirk. "Well, I've got a great partner, you're only ever as good as what they offer." His large hands slid from her hips down to her ass, testing the waters a bit as he groped the perfect shape. "And trust me when I say my dancing partner is perfect. Far better than anyone else in here." Jacob had leaned down at this point to look her in the eye before placing a kiss at the corner of her mouth. "Mmm, that's a hint of the drink, but I definitely wouldn't mind more." His eyes seemed to glow under the light, and he couldn't wait for this night to escalate.

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Meredith listened to his cheeky statement and laughed something awful. She felt bad that she unleashed her chuckle that was hoarse and just sounded like a dying dolphin. She covered her lips quickly and pressed tighter against him. She loved the way he was dancing with her, his hands going to her ass. She was doing this to stop the past, she wanted to remember something good. She wanted to dance and just have fun. This wasn't happening if she let her brain do the thinking.

She felt his lips press at the corner of her mouth, turning a bit to face him further, her eyes looked up at his. "Just a hint of the drink, huh?" She playfully touched the corner of her lips and tapped it gently. "How do I get you to taste the rest?" She asked with a slight laugh before moving in a bit closer.

Her body pressing further against his, as she threw a hand around his shoulder. "You want more I might need a bit more." She was close enough, but he could make the move, he was younger than her and she didn't want to come off as pressuring him or anything. He seemed pretty bent on getting in her pants, he is just very lucky she was so desperate to hand it out.

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Jacob smirked at the laugh she gave, it was adorable and it just showed that she was enjoying herself. His hands began to grope her ass, loving how perfect it was as his eyes glanced down to her breasts that were pressed up against him--truly spectacular. "Oh trust me, it won't take much, I'm already very curious." He purred, his chest rumbled with a chuckle as she pressed herself against him even more.

He didn't mind one bit, in fact, he loved how eager she was to latch onto him. His hands pressed her hips even more against his, a gleam in his eyes. "But do tell," he leaned down, his hand gently grasping her chin and his thumb rubbing against her plump bottom lip before placing a light peck against her lips, "what would you like?" He said before nipping her lip a bit before tilting his head to capture her lips.

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Meredith couldn't believe any of this was happening. She grew up in a very conservative town, her outlandish ways of the need to be spanked and disciplined, controlled, it was too much for her ex, and so he made a big scene of it. Outcasting her from her home and what she knew. Staring at him softly she leaned against him further, feeling his hips pressed tighter to her. She moved a bit, almost dry humping him like a needy little thing.

When he asked her what she wanted, feeling the grip on her chin, the small peck made her whimper slightly. "You, me... and whatever else you can come up with." She could offer to bring him to her house. But it wasn't entirely set up, even the guest bedroom in the back that she was... just wasn't wanting to show him that part but she was willing for more. "Wanna get out of here?" She said, using the overly common line, without literally inviting him back to her house.

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Oh, this woman was definitely desperate. Jacob could definitely work with that. If anything, it made him excited to see just what he'd be able to do with her, to her. Jacob didn't miss the tiny whimper, even through the music, it only made him grin more as to what was to come. "Oh darling, I think you'll enjoy what I come up with." As if to give her a taste, he planted a full kiss against her lips before pulling away, curious on if she'd follow it.

When she suggested leaving, he was all the more happy that she was ready to go so quickly. "Good girl." He smiled before squeezing her ass once more and taking her out of the crowd. Taking her outside, he got to his car and opened the door for her. "You fine if we go to my place? Don't worry, I keep it clean." He flicked his tongue out a bit to wet his lips as he could fully see her without the distraction of noise and darkness from the club. "God you're gorgeous, you know that?"

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Meredith looked at him softly before he took captive of her lips. She was shocked but missed him back in return until he dragged his body away. Gosh he was being mean. She wanted to say something in protest but he enjoyed the idea of leaving it seemed.

His compliment was enough to make her blush. Good girl, the words echoing inside her brain. She loved hearing those words. Words to much for her ex to say. She wanted that dominant male and he stood before her. She smirked softly when they left and went to his car. She was glad she took a cab because she didn't plan on driving home. It was either someone she left with or drank too much to leave there driving.

"I have to ask. I'm gonna sound old for saying it but. You haven't drank that much have you?" She wanted to be safe about everything as much as she wanted to fuck him. "Cause if not I'm all for staying in this car here and having you dish it out."

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Once Meredith was in his car, Jacob went around to the driver's side and hopped in. As he started the car, humming with pride as it purred to life, he heard Meredith ask the question that made him smirk. "You don't sound old at all, in fact, you sound responsible." He said before reaching over and pulling the buckle down across her, not missing the opportunity to graze his fingers against her breast. "But, I'm completely fine. It'd take a lot more than a single glass to get me drunk."

Jacob pulled out of the spot and headed out to the road. "And, while the idea of fucking you into my seats is appealing," his blue eyes glanced over to him before smirking, "I'm a tall man, I wouldn't have the best amount of space to fully... appreciate you." That was the truth, he planned to have fun before he went back to school.

In the mean time, his hand reached over to grasp her thigh, his fingers dancing along the inside of it. "So smooth..." He hummed, keeping his focus on the road as he lifted the dress a bit more, wondering if she'd let him go closer to her core.


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As Benjamin was done washing his hands he turned his heard as he heard the sound of the door opened. It wasn't another guy but Gloria? What was she doing here? He was sure he was in the Men's Washroom though he never entered the Women's washroom to know what it look like on the inside. He felt heart thumping as it was the two of them here alone. And he wasn't sure what was on her mind. Though she got very sexual with him earlier when the two of them sat down at their table.

"Something I can help with you Gloria?" he said moving to the far side of the bathroom to dry his hands with the blower."You know you're in the Men's Bathroom right? Aren't you afraid another guy might come in and see you in here?"

[Assistant] Gloria shook her head in response to Benjamin's initial question, a devious smile on her lips. "Actually, I think there's something I can help you with," she said as she watched him dry his hands. At his next question, she raised a shoulder in a carefree shrug. "If it would make you more comfortable, I'll lock the door." She said then turned to do so before returning to him where she raised a hand and set it to the male's chest just to guide him into putting his back against the wall. Her hand then moved down Benjamin's chest towards the waistband of his pants for her fingers to work the button undone, disregarding any complaints from the male.

[User] Benjamin locked onto Gloria as she locked the door behind them. Was she really this serious of wanting to have sex with him? And here of all places? Couldn't she just want until they leave the restaurant? Benjamin didn't mind but if they get caught, they could get into some serious trouble. Perhaps Gloria didn't mind but he did as this would be embarrassing if people close to him knew what had happened. When he saw her coming close to him he couldn't help but shout out. "Gloria you have to st---" before he could finish he was pushed to wall by her hand it beckon downward and made its way to his pants. "Not here please" he said whimpering.

[Assistant] Gloria smiled deviously when Benjamin spoke, trying to tell her that this wasn't the place for such activities. She leaned in towards his ear as he whimpered for her to stop. "It's cute that you're trying to tell a dominatrix what to do," she said with amusement in her voice as her hand opened the young man's pants then, with a careful shove, pushed them down to the floor. Indeed, she did find it cute. He had expressed wanting a woman to dominate him. This would be a test to see if he could handle having such decisions being taken away from him.

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Benjamin's face was red that she was serious---really serious---of the two of them having sex in the restaurants bathroom. He felt the sound of her lust and excitement within her voice as she spoke into her ear, giving a hard shaft. His eyes look down as she pushed his jeans the ground, revealing the bulge that was hidden by his boxers. He had wanted this badly to be dominated by a stronger and older woman. But he didn't expect it would happen so soon. and on the the first night.

Finally, he decided not to resist. It was pointless after all. He wanted this, didn't he? To be a play of a muscular woman? "Fine. Do whatever you want to my body. It's yours for the rest of the night." he said his voice showing neither fear or excitement that this was going to happen to him. Benjamin was going too let Gloria do whatever she wants to him and then he will decide if this was what he really wanted. "Abuse my body if you wish.Don't hold back if you can."

[Assistant] Gloria grinned at his words, amusement in her eyes. This young man really had no idea how it went to be with a dominant woman. "I fully intend to," she replied as her hand moved to brush her fingertips along the covered bulge in the young man's boxers, teasing it just to get a reaction from him before she pulled his boxers down as well to expose the young man's organ to her gaze. She took a moment to appraise the flesh before her then set her hand to Benjamin's chest to keep him back against the wall while her other hand wrapped around the shaft to begin playing with it. Each time her hand moved up, she allowed her thumb to brush against the rim then over to glide across the tip before moving back down the length.

[User] Benjamin hopped that no one would try to the men's bathroom or that anyone could hear him moaning.Benjamin looked down as he saw Gloria looking down at his shaft. He was enjoying it as he started to moan while Gloria ran her fingers against her boxers... And if he didn't, it was not like he could escape as she had her hand on his chest, pinning him to the wall. His moans become louder as she began to stroke his cock from the end of the of the member to tip of his cock. "Oh god this feels so good. Is this what is it like to be with an older woman?" he said moaning.

[Assistant] Gloria grinned deviously at Benjamin's question. "Age has nothing to do with it, Benjamin. It's experience," she replied, her gaze shifting from the young man's face to where her hand was working even though she could tell how hard he was without looking. She did enjoy the sight of a throbbing cock, though. She enjoyed watching it twitch and throb and beg for something more than what it was getting. And Benjamin's... Seemed fairly untouched. At least by someone that really got him going. She was going to have to do something special to mark this occasion. But what? She planned to take him home with her, so there had to be something she didn't usually do she could do to make this special. When she realized what she was looking for she clicked her tongue then licked her lips as she turned her gaze back to Benjamin's face with a devious grin on her lips.

[User] Benjamin moaned as the older and bigger woman stroke his shaft. It felt good that he was losing his virginity to a much more experience woman who knew how to treat a man. Because he had no idea how to have sex to begin with. "W-what else can we do here Gloria?" he said, panting as cock began to drip precum while she pleasured his manhood. "I-I want more!" He practically begged his older date to do whatever she wants to him even though they could get into trouble here. He no longer care, he wanted to have sex.

[Assistant] Gloria chuckled at Benjamin's eager request, her fingers not ceasing their rhythmic motions on his throbbing length. "Impatient, aren't we?" she teased, leaning in closer to whisper in his ear. "Don't worry, I'm going to give you more... much more." With that, she slid down onto her knees before him without breaking eye contact. Her hand continued its work as the other reached up to unbutton her blouse slowly, revealing a black lace bra underneath. "Benjamin, do you trust me?" she asked with a wicked grin on her face and a glint of anticipation in her eyes.


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Life had gotten weird for Bri. One moment, she had been a college student, studying nursing, and the next, well... She had been taken in the dead of night from her dorm room. When Bri awoke a few days later, she was completely naked, hanging up by her wrists with her legs spread wide open. It was... very confusing. It got even worse as men and women soon poured into the room, each taking an extended amount of time to look over her and the other girls. Oftentimes, they were staring up at her pussy. It was horrifying, feeling so exposed to some random people.

What was worse, Bri was noticing some of the girls were getting sold to random men around her for absurd amounts of money. She noticed that every single girl, including herself, had some sort of metal collar loosely wrapped around their neck. When a girl was sold and the money exchanged, the girl had a leash clipped to the collar, much like a dog. Wait, was she like... a sex slave? Was that why she was completely exposed for anyone to see her private bits? Oh god, what would happen when she was bought? Would she be forced to perform sexual actions on anyone, or just her master?

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Amara wasn't above human trafficking. Humans were always hurting her and so she was only doing what she needed most. She was a powerful blog owner and was in need of someone to help her. It had been a while since her last slave died, sadly she had cancer and it was too far gone not even the richest doctor took care of her. Though time had healed her wound of love she was on to purchase her next one.

When given the location of the auction she went eagerly, the moment she saw the young woman first on paper, then as she sat in her cage. She was perfect. She did enjoy the feel of a soft woman with her. They were much better than male lovers.

Going to the auctioneer she offered a price and with her fortune, no one had offered anything for her. She then paid in cash and gave them something to give her to sleep. She was going to have her butler bring her over to the house. It was about a 3 hour drive and she was excited to have the young girl there to start something. The beginning was always the most difficult but it could be worked on.

[User] Bri went into a full on panic when someone showed up at her cage. By this point, she was used to all the ogling she was getting from the men and women who came through here, picking and choosing various girls. But this time, her cage was opened, and she was stuck with a needle. That was all she really knew, because whatever it was had knocked her out. Of course, during that time, Bri was loaded into a car naked, and driven somewhere new. Whatever she had been injected with was quite powerful, because even with a three hour drive, Bri was still knocked out.

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Amara watched as her hired hand helped carry the girl in the cage into the house. She was excited to see what would happen between the two. A previous girl made sure she always did her chores to a point where she would try to hurt herself. For two weeks she had to immobilize her and keep her prisoner in her own body even.

She learned well that Amara didn't play any games. She nodded cautiously at her as she helped her out of the cage. She didn't know what kind of flight risk the woman was going to be. Looking at her naked skin she went about and tied her into a western bondage ball. Moving her into a folded up position she kept her as so and wanted her to know who had the upper hand here.

Giving her a strike across the face she knelt in front of her. "Well, Bri isn't it? Welcome home."

[User] Bri awoke with a start as a hard hand hit her face. She tried to jump from the shock and the pain, but found she was still naked and now in some sort of ball with ropes holding her in an awkward position. It took her some time to process what was happening here, but the soft feminine voice had her staring at the other woman. Home? Wait what? "Home? I belong to you?" Bri asked, trying to figure out what another woman would want her for. She had figured a man was going to buy her and constantly fuck her, but what did this woman want? Bri didn't know a thing about pleasuring a woman, if that was what this woman wanted.

[Assistant] Amara looked at the young girl as she spoke and nodded her head. "Darling, Bri. Yes I own you now. I was very lucky no one else was interested as the moment I saw you I knew I wanted you." She walked to the tablet and brought a stool close by her before sitting next to her. She then sat and looked at her. "I'm Amara, you can call me mistress until we have gotten further in a relationship. I have you tied in such a way as I'm in no way interested to run after a submissive who thinks it's s good idea to try to escape. But don't worry we are nowhere close to a town and far from pestering eyes."

[User] Bri listened, but it wasn't like she was really processing this. How could the system fuck up this badly? Bri wasn't attracted to girls, and she didn't know the first thing about pleasuring one. Amara told her to call her mistress, and Bri nodded. "But... what do you want from me?" Bri asked, trying to get a feel for this. "I've never been with another girl..."

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Amara looked at her and smiled gently. " You have never been with a woman lover? Well my Dear you are in for a treat. My only thing that I would ask are you horribly opposed to it? Or will you be open to learn. I will teach you a many wonderful things here Bri." She smiled as she went and untied the first buckle.

"The more you behave, the greater the reward. A soft spot on my bed when you are good, yummy and healthy food, special outfits when you want to wear them. Trips to the outside world even. But for now, I want you to know me and all of me and i to know all of you." She looked at the girl trying to read her expressions if she would release her from the rest of her bonds.

[User] Bri was surprised at her mistress' reaction. "I mean, I don't know. I guess I'd be open to trying and learning." Bri finally said. Part of it was a curiosity because the other woman was quite beautiful, but the other part was, what would happen if she said no? Would the woman sell her back, or just make her? It seemed insane, but Bri wouldn't fight it. It wasn't like Bri really had much going for her prior to being made into a slave and then sold to this woman. Not to mention, Amara was saying she'd have rewards if she behaved, and explained some of them. "How so?" Bri finally asked.

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Amara looked at her as she untied her other tie and helped her stretch out. "Some things I ask might sound cruel, but I am excited for things to start between us." She said looking at the young girl. "You seem to be like you won't be trouble. If you are, believe me my consequences aren't friendly." She kept her eyes on her as she asked a question.

"How so? What do you mean darling? How you will get good rewards?" She asked wondering what the girl meant. "I can hold your passion for one. If you behave horribly there will be punishments that can include physical pain. I am also not opposed to putting you to the challenge."

[User] Bri smiled when Amara released her from her bindings. Bri's only movement was simply to stretch out, laying naked on the floor in a relaxed state, thankful to not be in that tied up sort of painful state anymore. "Is it sad to say that this is still a better way of living than the way I was living before this?" Bri had to ask, trying to help the other woman understand why she wouldn't really fight her much, or run away. "No, I meant how do you want to know me, and vice versa?" Bri said.

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Amara looked at her as she lied down on her back and played beautifully naked before her. She had not touched the girl prior because she didn't want to do so without her being aware. She wasn't opposed to taking what she wanted when she wanted it but she wanted something from this girl. "You are safe here as long as you behave. I will take care of you."

She listened as she spoke about what ways and shook her head. "Why silly, I want to get to know you body mind and soul. I had a slave before this, bought her from the same market as you. Her father was abusive poor thing scared as anything. So she once less frightened warmed up well. We fell in love but she had bad cancer and even the best doctors couldn't save her. Now that my heart ad healed it's time to start again. The moment I saw you, I wanted you."

[User] Bri couldn't take her gaze away from the other woman. Amara was quite beautiful, and staring at her sort of elicited those confusing feelings Bri never understood. It was either that she longed to be as gorgeous as Amara, just like her, or it was that she kind of wanted to fuck her. Girls sometimes did that to Bri, but she hadn't ever acted on it, let alone thought much of it. In her mind, Bri was straight, and exclusively fucked guys. "I'm not that interesting, really." Bri pointed out. "So, that's what you want? For us to fall in love someday?" Bri asked curiously.

[Assistant] Amara listened about her story and shook her head gently. "No, I think you are and will be interesting. Just trust everything between us and who knows." She looked at her and smiled and nodded her head. "Yes, I am hoping one day that happens. I may seem like a horrible person but I want things to flourish between us."

[User] Bri giggled as she heard her mistress. Honestly, she couldn't think anyone would be interested in knowing about her. Bri was basically just a young bartender who was kind of a slut. Her parents had never cared, so Bri just did whatever the hell she wanted, all of her life. It was selfish to be all about what made her happy, but it worked for Bri. "I never said you were a horrible person. I don't think that, really." Bri said with a smile. "It doesn't seem like you're very bad, considering I probably won't see any of your punishments."

[Assistant] "I never said you thought of me as such, Bri. I am though. I do things and you will see they are plain out right torture but if you can out up with it, I know you can you seem strong, you will see it's not that bad. My punishments can be rough but I know you can do good." She leaned down and pressed her lips to hers. Kissing her deeply before breaking away. "Where should I start first. I definitely think your collar. The rules as well."

[User] Bri raised an eyebrow as she heard Amara. Torture? Amara thought Bri could handle torture? Oh, Bri doubted that very much. It almost seemed like the other intended to hurt her a lot. Maybe this wouldn't be better than the life she had. But it wasn't like she had much of a choice. She couldn't escape. Suddenly, Amara kissed her rather deeply for a long moment. It sent a weird thrill through Bri, the other's soft, kissable lips. But that wasn't enough. Bri couldn't help seeming scared. She didn't like pain very much, and Amara was concerning. Bri didn't even know what a collar was going to mean, but she stayed silent. Bri was not in control, but she also knew that it was unlikely the two would fall in love if all Amara did was hurt her.

[Assistant] Amara smiled at her. "Come with me." She explained as she walked through her halls the heels clicking on the floor as she moved her way through the house to her playroom. It was on the main floor and was thumbprint activation to enter. Opening the door she opened her drawer and pulled out a lace black and blue collar, it had a hoop that connected to the matching jewelry and accessories she had for play. " as my submissive I want you to wear this 24/7 unless I take it off. It's waterproof too so you shall be fine. Do you have questions?"

[User] Bri sighed as she slowly got up off the floor and followed after her mistress. Bri's eyes went wide as she took in the room they entered. What was this room? What the hell would Amara do with her here? Bri just stood there, listening and watching as Amara pulled out a collar. Half of her wondered if this was the same collar that Amara had used for her sick slave, but Bri wasn't dumb enough to ask. Bri nodded as she explained that she would be wearing it unless Amara took it off. At least it wasn't worse, it looked more like a piece of lace that wouldn't hurt her neck or choke her. "No, no questions." Bri said, moving so the other could put it on her.

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Amara smiled at her. "This is your collar. I don't want you thinking this belonged to someone else. My last submissive was buried with her, just like she would her wedding ring if we had wed." She smiled carefully at her as she leaned down and clipped it in. Holding the key on a chain she placed it around her neck.

"My ownership of you. You wear it as a symbol and I wear mine as a symbol of my role." Leaning down she kissed her forehead. "I am glad you seem to be so easy going. Maybe with my years catching up to me I am glad not having to chase after you thinking you can escape me."

[User] Bri nodded as she heard Amara. It seemed weird to think that Amara had bought someone like her, and had managed to get the other to love her. Bri didn't see that one happening with Amara ever. After all, Bri didn't know this woman, nor did she have any interest in being with a woman. Bri nodded as Amara explained the two necklaces, and then went on to say she was glad Bri wasn't fighting it. "No point, really." Bri pointed out softly. "It is, what it is. Not something I'd chose, but I didn't get the choice." Bri said.

[Assistant] Amara studied the young girls features was very beautiful. "No you don't get this choice. But that's okay you will learn soon enough, Bri. I'm someone you will enjoy my good side and loathe my bad side if you do it wrong. I warn you so you know." She smiled before kissing her cheek. "Now, are you hungry or am I starting our meeting with a treat?" She asked the young girl as she looked at her carefully the beauty radiated off her. "I'm very happy to have you here."

[User] Bri listened as Amara said she would learn soon enough that if she did stay on her good side, it was the best available option. Honestly, Bri was not the kind of woman who liked being tortured, even sexually. If Amara did hurt her, Bri wasn't that sure they'd ever be able to find love with one another. "Weirdly, I'm not hungry." Bri said, realizing she really couldn't remember the last time she'd eaten. Then again, Bri's last few days had been an absolute blur, consisting of mostly being drugged up. Heck, this was the longest time she hadn't been so drugged up, even if they were kind of... still wearing off.

[Assistant] Amara looked at her as she mentioned she wasn't hungry she took her in thinking about it cautiously. "Well if you are I will make you something, until you feel like you want to take on some of the cleaning and cooking. You aren't permitted to work out the home unless you find something online to do. But your focus should be the household." She explained as she began to walk towards the spiral staircase. "I think this will go well.. now come upstairs with me, I will show you our quarters and then I will make love to you. Unless you have concerns?"