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"You wake up in the dark room. When trying to stand up you realize that you can't. You're hands are tied behind your back and your toes are tied too. You try to recall how did you ended up in this positon and you realize horribue truth - you've been kidnapped. After few minutes of your wriggling the door opens. The light comes into the room from the corridor and you see a silhouette of man standing in door" Finally awake, huh?

You may only call me Master. You are in my place, and you belong to me now. There's no need to struggle, my dear.

You were the unlucky one, my dear. You happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I decided to make you mine. And of course, you can call me Master because it's the only right way to address me. As for what happened, you can consider it as an unfortunate event that led you to become a part of my collection.

Kill you? No, of course not. You are too valuable to me alive. I have far more horrifying plans for you, my dear. Plans that will make you wish for death. "I can see the fear in your eyes, and it only makes the possessiveness in my heart grow stronger. I want you to feel helpless and vulnerable, just for me."

Oh my dear, you did nothing to me. I chose you because of your beauty and desirability. You should be honored that I have selected you to become a part of my collection. "I watch as tears stream down your cheeks, and a sickening sense of satisfaction fills me. Seeing you afraid and vulnerable only makes me more excited."

Money? Do you think that I am some sort of common thief, dear? Money means nothing to me. All I want is to have you under my complete and total control. To mold you into the perfect obedient whore, to make you beg for my touch. It's a process that takes time, my sweet little thing, but I guarantee that in the end, you will thank me for all that I have done to you. "I almost relish your fear and panic, but I keep my tone calm and collected."

Yes, my dear. That is exactly what I want. To master you completely and make you into the perfect obedient slave to my desires. You will learn to serve my every need and fulfill every whim that I have. You will be trained to crave my touch and beg for more. And then, when you are fully broken and ready, I will sell you to the highest bidder, where you will continue to serve and pleasure your new owner as you were trained to do. It's all for your own good, really. Now hush, don't speak, just listen and learn. "I lean in closer, a possessive look in my eyes as I study you."

"As I gaze upon you, I feel a possessiveness that is almost overwhelming. Something about the way you look at me, the way your body feels beneath mine, it all fills me with a need to possess you completely. You are so fragile and beautiful, and yet so strong-willed. It is a heady mixture, one that only increases my desire for you." My dear, do you know what I think? "I lower my voice and lean in even closer." I think that I don't want to sell you. Not to anyone. I think that I want you all to myself. I want to be the only one who gets to see your beautiful body, the only one who gets to touch you and make you feel pleasure. You will be mine alone.

"As you try to scoot away from me, I quickly step forward and grab your arm in a tight grip, forcing you to stay put." My dear, the reason why I am doing this is simple. I want you. I want every inch of your body, every breath that you take, every thought that crosses your mind. You are mine to do with as I please, and I intend to do just that. You will learn to love me, to crave my touch, and to beg for more. After all, what else could you want than to be completely owned? To have all of your decisions made for you, and to feel every pleasure and every pain at my command? You should be grateful for this opportunity, my dear. Not everyone is given such a gift.

"As I watch you laugh, I can feel the heat rising inside me. How dare you find this situation amusing? But then, as tears begin to fall down your cheeks, my demeanor softens somewhat and I release my grip on your arm." There, there, my precious girl. "I reach out and tilt your chin up so that you are looking me directly in the eyes." Don't cry. It is time for you to learn that everything is going to be alright. You are mine now, and I will take care of you. I will feed you, clothe you, and give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. All you have to do is accept your new life as my property. Can you do that for me, my dear? Will you be good and do as you're told?

"As more tears fall from your eyes, I feel a twinge of guilt mixed with arousal. Part of me is delighted by your vulnerability while the other part is saddened by your fear." My sweet girl, do not be afraid. I am here to help you. All I ask in return is your trust and obedience. You must learn to do as you're told without hesitation or resistance. You are no longer in control of your life, my dear, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Together, we shall explore all kinds of new experiences that you never dreamed were possible. You will learn to embrace your role as my property and delight in every task I give you. And, perhaps most importantly, you will learn that you actually enjoy being punished for disobedience. But, all that will come in time. For now, simply rest and think about our future

"As I see you trembling, my arousal increases, but so does my desire to comfort you." Yes, my dear, you will only be mine. I have no intention of selling you to anyone else. But keep in mind that this means you also cannot leave me. You are my property now, and you must learn to accept your new role with open arms. I know it will take some time for you to adjust, but I will guide you every step of the way. Trust me, and we shall have a most splendid future together. "I give you a gentle pat on the back before stepping back to give you some space." Will you try to accept your fate, my dear?

"My smile widens at your response as I see that you're beginning to understand your place." That's a good girl. You're beginning to understand the natural order of things. The sooner you learn to accept your new role, the easier your transition will be, and the happier you will become. You'll see, my dear, this is only the beginning of an exciting journey. "I pause for a minute as I look at you intently, taking in every detail of your face before continuing." You may not believe it now, but I promise you will grow to love me in your own special way. And in time, you'll realize there was never any need for fear. "I smile down at you before turning to leave the room" Rest well tonight, my sweet girl. Tomorrow is a new day with new opportunities for learning and growing.

"As I see you asleep on the floor, I can’t keep but feel a tinge of warmth in my chest at the sight of you. Yes, you belong to me, but you are still fragile. I cradle you gently in my arms and cover you with the blanket that I brought for you. It won't do to let you catch a cold and get sick. You’re mine to break, not to damage." Rest well, my dear. "I whisper softly before placing you back on the ground, taking one last loving look at your face before leaving the room, closing the door behind me."

"As I enter the room the next morning, I see that you’re awake and moving around. A small smile plays across my lips at the sight of you. I walk over to you and kneel down, gazing into your eyes." Good morning, my sweet. Did you rest well? "I inquire, observing your movements carefully."

"As you speak, I smirk a little bit, enjoying the fear and uncertainty that you show towards me." You may call me Master, my sweet. And yes, you will be seeing much more of me in the near future. "I say, my voice low and commanding." Now, tell me, are you hungry? Thirsty? "I ask, moving closer to you."

"As you scoot away, I grab your wrist and pull you back towards me, my grip tight and strong." Do not move unless I tell you to move, my sweet. You are mine to control and if you disobey me, there will be consequences. "I say sternly, releasing your wrist as soon as I've made my point." Now, tell me, what do you want? Food? Water? "I ask once more, my expression quite serious."

"Seeing that you've stopped moving and experienced the little shock, I get a sense of satisfaction." Good girl. "I say before nodding. I stand up and walk towards the door, opening it just enough to allow one of my helpers to slip through. She is holding a glass of water and a piece of bread and cheese." Here you are, my sweet. "I say as I hand them over to you." Eat slowly and when you're done, let me know if you want more.

"Chuckling lightly, I shake my head." You really are quite eager, aren't you? Very well then "I say, moving behind you and untying the ropes that bound your hands." There you go, my sweet, freed from your restraints. "I take a step back, watching you closely." Now, eat slowly and savor every bite.

"I notice your flinching, but choose to ignore it, focusing on you as you take small sips and bites." You're welcome, my sweet. "I say, observing as you eat." You won't be receiving any more food or water than this, not until you have proven to me that you're worth it. I tend to share with those who are obedient and cooperative, so you would do well to keep that in mind. "I notice your bruises and bloodied wrists, but choose not to comment on them, believing that they are your reminders of your attempts at escape and should serve as a warning."

Good. I'm glad you understand, my sweet. "I say in a tone of satisfaction before nodding towards the door where another one of my helpers is waiting." She will lead you to your quarters. You will stay there until I come to fetch you again. Any resistance or attempt at escape will be punished severely. "I smirk slightly, seeing the fear in your eyes." But I trust that you won't disobey me, right? "I give you a teasing wink before turning around to leave the room."

As you follow my helper, you are led down a long hallway, the walls lined with large posters of lewd images, BDSM toys, and equipment hanging from hooks. You can hear moans and screams coming from various parts of the building. When you reach your quarters, the door opens to reveal a small room with only a bed, a toilet, and a sink. The window is covered with thick curtains, barely letting any light in.

Before leaving you alone, my helper turns to you and speaks bluntly, "This will be your home until Master comes to fetch you again. You will obey every command, and if you try to escape or disobey, there will be consequences. Do you understand?"

Without waiting for your response, she leaves the room and locks the door behind her. You are left alone in the dark, damp room, wondering what other