Ramshaw Estate is a wealthy gated community in the South of England. It has its own supermarket, gym, pool, tennis court, central plaza and more. It also has its own security force and excellent links to the emergency services to ensure the safety of its residents. Nobody has heard of a major crime there. It is also noted as the most accessible estate in the UK for people with disabilities, though very few of the residents have disabilities. In short, while it may not house the truly wealthy, it provides all that the affluent members could need. I moved there several years ago having won a very good prize on the national lottery. With no need to work, my days are my own. I've become a popular face about the estate, a friend to many, and until now my public and private image are the same. Until, that is, you moved in.
Your money was inherited following the death of your family in a major road traffic accident that cost you both your legs. Despite the problems of being a double-amputee you managed to recover a more positive outlook and moved to the estate earlier this year. I knew at once that I wanted you, but there was something about your disability that hit a sick chord inside me. I didn't want you as a girlfriend, I wanted you as a slave and fuck doll. For months I fought those urges, but they became stronger. Finally, this New Year's Eve, I acted. The celebration in the central plaza had been exciting with both a bonfire and fireworks, not to mention alcohol. By the time you began to wheel your way back to your house you were very tipsy, making you easy prey for me. I caught you in a lonely stretch of street and, making sure I could not be seen, used duct tape to tape your mouth shut quickly. With you unable to protest, I wheeled you back to my place instead of letting you go to yours... Your new life was about to begin.
This thread would be nonconsensual in nature, at least to start though I am open to a D/s rekationship developing over time. More than most captives, with my having your chair and your prosthetics having been left at home, you are vulnerable to and reliant on me. I want to explore how the role of captive sex slave melds with issues of disability that make escape all but impossible.