Meet Mark Enwin; a handsome twenty-eight year old man with well defined muscles on tan skin. His eyes are a gorgeous green with golden flakes and his hair a dark chocolate and always soft, even with its usual spiked do.
Mark could easily get any girl he wanted, but he was quite the picky man. What he wanted in a woman was something he would have to take. He couldn't ask and she couldn't offer. Not at first anyways. That was why Mark was in search a new slave. He had two already but they were becoming quite boring to him now. One was so eager to please it actually turned him off quite a bit. He had offer her to leave and she said she would take up on his offer after another week of his "torture". The other woman had willingly become his slave and although she played the reluctant part well it just wasn't enough. He needed a girl who really was reluctant to provide.
While on his stay in Bermuda that summer he picked his target. She was a girl he spoke with at the airport upon landing who had come as a spur of the moment adventure. She had come with a couple of her friends but didn't wish to party as much as they did. She explained she'd spend most of her trip on the balcony of her hotel.
Mark followed this young beautiful woman from a distance after that. He admired her silky blonde locks and her dazzling blue eyes. Her skin was only slightly tan and her body slender. She was twenty years old from what he had collected from their brief conversation a few days before.
She said goodbye to her friends around eleven that night and took the elevator to her room. Mark took the stairs instead. He waited for some time until he heard her showering. His ear pressed to the wall to double check the water was running in the pipes, before taking his stolen room key and opening the door. He slid inside and slowly, cautiously, made his way into the bathroom. He didn't hesitate there when he reached behind the curtain and yanked her out. She screamed but his hand quickly covered her mouth and nose, while his other hand gripped her chest to his own. She kicked and squealed into his hands but her motions slowed. Within moments her eye lids flickered shut and she went limp.
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Alyssa Jean awoke with a massive headache. She instantly sat upright and looked around the room with an increasingly confused and terrified look. She went to stand but wasn't able. It was then she noticed her legs locked firmly into place on black bed posts. She rattled the chains and searched the blank crimson red walls. A door at the far end creaked and a woman in a black bra and matching thong and high heels entered.
"Finally awake! Welcome. My names Jennifer but master calls me Ebony pet." She said with a rather creepy grin. Her big brown eyes soft and her smile seemed sincere. She had curly black hair and was tall and thin. Gorgeous.
"Where the fuck am I? Who-who are you? What the fuck!" Alyssa screamed as tears formed.
"Calm down. Master will take grand care of you. He's going to come in and test you out soon and decide how worthy you are of his punishments." Jennifer continued in the same creepy, almost possessed, tone.
Alyssa looked around again, confused beyond belief. It was then she noticed herself dressed in a black thong and bra like Jennifer's. Her heels sat on the floor by her bed. As soon as she looked up she noticed the man that Jennifer called Master. Instantly, she recognized him.
