Your not my slave
A mans friend goes missing. He is a cop and he uses all his resources to go and find her. He finds her five months later in an abandoned warehouse, but she is nothing like she used to be. In the five months that she was gone she had been turned into the perfect slave. Where once she was strong willed and passionate. She is now quite and submissive. She doesn't even seem to recognize or remember him. He takes her to his house, and tries to bring her back to how she once was. Yet she just seems to think he must be her new master.
Would be romance.
Would start off with him finding her in the ware house.
Here would probbaly be the first post in the game
Tara was lying down against the cold smooth hard floor of the warehouse. She was wearing nothing except a collar around her neck. The collar was attached to a pole in the middle of the ware house. The warehouse was empty except for her, and two dog bowls that sat empty on the floor. Her master had been gone for a couple of days now. Her body was lined with scars most of them old. She rarely did things to get punished now, but sometimes her Master had a violent streak. He would confuse her, commanding her to do something bad and then punishing her over it.
Tara's world consisted only of her masters wants now.. When he would leave for a long time like this she would start to get anxious and worried. Was he coming back, had she done something wrong? Had he grown bored with her? When he finally made it back Tara's world was pure bliss no matter how he used and degraded her. She hadn't always been like this ...Once she had a life of her own though she didn't even remember that now.
Tara had once been a preschool teacher. She had loved her job and seeing the smiling faces of her young students, knowing she was doing something to make a difference. Her best friend, One she had known from childhood was a cop. They meet on the weekends and hanged out. They talked and flirted, but things had never got to serious between them. She wanted to, but was afraid at what it would do to there relationship.
Then one night Tara had decided to go to the store. She walked to the store just fine, but on her way back she was grabbed leaving just a bag of grocery on the side of the road to tell that she was ever there. He raped her beat her, humiliated her. Calling her a bitch, a slut , a whore, that she was worthless, that her only purpose was to please him. She fought him hard for months with the hope that her friend would come to her rescue any day now. But as the months wore on she started to drag on. She lost hope. His words became like truth, and she started to become everything that he wanted of her.
She heard the door start to open and she lifted her head, Her green eyes looking at the door. She crawled toward the door on her hands and knees until the chain on her collar pulled tight. Then she got up on her knees her legs spread wide. Her hands behind her back, and her head bowed. The position he liked her to be in, when He came to visit her. She held the position for a moment, and then glanced up curiously. This wasn't her master, she wondered what was going on. Her master had brought other men to use her before, but he had always came to watch. She didn't see her master anywhere.