Life Changing Slave Master 1 by jb_funn

Life Changing Slave Master 1NOTE: Comments on the story are welcome.

To those people thinking they are so much smarter than other people. There are typos, bad spelling and grammar in all my stories. If you can’t over look my amateur mistakes and enjoy the story content. I just don’t give a damn about your opinion. So don’t waste your time pointing them out to me.
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Sitting at my desk thinking I have achieved all my goals in life at age fifty. I am in great shape for a 50 year old male, 6 feet, 190 pounds, blue eyes, dark brown hair. I work out every day with a set exercise schedule. I have multiple businesses as well as more money than I can ever spend. I am single never finding a woman that I felt I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

I am a very dominant man both in my personal and business life. I have never had any problem getting a woman to have sex with me even though I have never had any relationship last more than a few months. Women always enjoy the attention I pay to their needs and satisfaction during sex but most are not into being submissive to my dominant ways. I know I cannot and do not care to change my dominant ways.

I turn my lap top on looking for something to pass some idle time thinking I will browse the internet searching for a new project to keep me busy. I have multiple businesses but I hire and train top quality people and pay them better than anyone else will pay. Therefore I get regular reports on the profitability of all my businesses. I leave my people alone unless things are not going as well as I expect.

I have a multimillion dollar home which I live alone in. I do have staff for domestic services as well as a regular grounds crew to keep the property in show case shape. Relaxing at my desk with the lap top booted up I notice a pop up advertising on line dating stating “Find your perfect female match”. I clicked on the web site which required personal information to browse the members. This I do not do.

I closed the web site and began to think about seeking a match for my personality. I typed in submissive women on the browser. I found a few sites showing profiles of women claiming to be submissive seeking someone to control them. After checking several profiles I could find none that peaked my interested. I decided to dismiss the idea of seeking a woman on line.

I closed the lap top and went to my work out room equipped with all the exercise and weight equipment anyone could need. While working out I began to think that any time I wanted anything I would created it to suit me. Why not find a woman and teach her to please me. I have always had a secret desire for BD/SM. When occasionally watching a movie I would get slightly aroused with any female bondage scenes. I finished my workout, took a shower and rebooted my lap top. I began to research BD/SM finding more information on the subject than I expected to find.

After weeks of research I decided to find a way to satisfy my needs and desires while benefiting needy young women needing help directing their lives. Having a large basement under my home and the time and money to convert it into an elaborate dungeon for training slaves I decided to start a new project of training young women to serve and and excel in the real world. I will pick those that seem to be heading for a disastrous future. One thing that has always irritated me is an intelligent young person with no ambition or direction. Even worse is an intelligent young person ruining their life with alcohol and or drugs.

The more I thought about this the more I decided to to take action with young women heading for disaster. I would not be doing them any more harm by taking them and forcing them to straighten up and make something of themselves. Even if I had to train them as slaves for deserving masters.

The more I thought about it the more I got excited about the project. More research on training slaves made me realize that the idea of actually training a slave aroused me immensely. Taking a few months to establish and equip my dungeon. I searched for discreet personnel to locate and abduct young women for my project. Finding three good men I could trust from within my organizations I paid them a large bonus as well as their regular retainer for each young woman or girl they brought to me. The promise of all the sex they could handle made it even sweeter for them.

I informed them I only wanted intelligent young women that needed help to get out of troubled lives. I insisted on a full background check and evaluation of each girl before she would be taken. Any young woman or girl to be taken would be approved by me before she would be accepted into my training program.

I was very nervous and exciting when Jim, my main contact for the women, called me telling me he had a half dozen young women prospects ranging from 17 to 21 years old. I told him to bring their files to me that evening. After receiving the files I reviewed each one extensively.

The top file was on Pamela Wright a 17 year old, blond, blue eyed, 5ft 6in, 115 pound, 36C-24-36. The photo showed a very intelligent looking girl. She had quit school and left home due to an abusive step father. She is currently living on the streets scratching to survive. Her school records showed she had been a straight “A” student. I decided she was a perfect subject for my training program and told Jim to make arrangements to bring her to me.

A week passed. Pamela was searching in a back alley to find a safe place to settle in for the night wearing a dirty light blue shirt, denim jeans and tennis shoes. Jim saw her enter the alley. Letting his companion out of the van to follow her Jim drove around the block to the other end of the alley turning in the alley he drove slowly toward Pamela. She became very nervous of the approaching van driving so slowly. As she turned to leave the ally the way she had come she saw Todd a few feet in front of her. Todd is 6 foot 2 inches tall with broad muscular shoulders with small waist and hips. She froze looking around for a way out. She felt the panic surge through her as she tried to dart to the other side of the alley to run past Todd. He moved like a cat to move in front of her to block her escape. She turned quickly to run past the van to make her escape. Suddenly she felt Todd’s hand grab the back of her shoulder length blond her pulling her back toward him. She tried to scream as Todd clamped a hand over her mouth squelching any cry for help from her. She tried to hit and kick him only to be rewarded with a slap across the face. Stunned from the shock and pain of the slap she froze for a second and Todd forced her face down on the dirty alley floor. He quickly tied her wrist behind her back after forcing a ball gag behind her teeth.

As Jim drove the van up to the pair of them Todd tied her elbows, knees and ankles with rope. She tried to struggle out of her bounds to no avail. Placing a blindfold over her tear filled eyes Jim and Todd picked her up putting her on a mattress in the van. She was crying and begging them to let her go the whole time. To her surprise they exited the van closing the sliding door behind them. She thought they would rape her right then. She heard the doors close as each of them got into the van and started to drive away. Her fear increased even more as she thought about being taken some where remote and repeatedly raped before being killed. She was crying so hard she began to choke with the gag so tightly held in her mouth. She was tied so well with rope around her upper arms, wrist, knees and ankles the only movement she had was to roll from side to side. Giving up she rolled onto her stomach trying to stop choking and relax.

She felt a gentle hand on her head stroking her hair. She heard Todd’s voice telling her to settle down that they were taking her to her new life which will be much better than the one she is living now. She did not trust this strange man but she felt a little comfort in his voice and words.

She heard the man driving the van speaking and realized he must be on a phone asking someone if they were ready for the delivery of a shipment. She realized she must be the shipment and felt the knot in her throat as fear gripped her with the thought of being delivered to someone to use her until he was done with her and kill her. The thought of her mother or friends would never see her again. She knew that she would not be missed by anyone for days since she had not had any contact with anyone for months after leaving home.

I gave the staff the evening off and waited anxiously for Jim to deliver Pamela to me after receiving his call informing me that he had the shipment I had requested. I saw Jim’s black van approaching and opened the door to the under ground garage. I stood inside the garage near the door to the dungeon as Jim pulled the van in stopping near me as I closed the garage door behind the van. I waited with the dungeon door open while Todd pulled Pamela out of the van swinging her over his shoulder with her head hanging down his back holding her in place with his arm across the back of her legs. I heard her crying and trying to beg us to let her go. Her body is shaking from fear and I felt a little sorry for the frightened young girl but realized what I was about to do was for her benefit as well as mine.

I followed Todd and Jim into the dungeon locking the door behind me. Todd lay the you girl on the couch and I approached pulling a chair in front of the couch telling Todd to take her blindfold off and sit her up. I sat in front of Pamela watching her blink adjusting to the light. She continued to cry hard trying to beg behind the ball gag. After a few minutes she quieted down some. I calmly looked her in those beautiful blue eyes and told her to shut up and listen to me carefully. She would not hush so Todd stepped forward with his hand drawn back as to slap her. Remembering the slap from earlier she drew back away from him and became silent. Todd smiled and stepped back away.