Amanda 

Amanda jean grayson was at the top of her game. Her father was a janitor. She went to a community colege. Got her associate degree in busdiness. Transferred to a more prominent university. She graduated that university top in her class. 

She was hired by a proniment cooperation. She was promoted to a managial post. She then started her own consulting firm. Her firm became one of the bigest firms in the country.  She sold it to a major cooperation.  

She went to work for edson industries as ceo of a subsidiary of the company. She got stock options. She waa put on the bored of directors.  She was seen as a major power broker. 

She welded a lot of power and influence.  She won businesswomen of the year more then once. She got businesspersons of the year. She made several list of one hundred prominent women several years running.  

She had it all. Mony, influence,power. She had really only just begun. The sky was the limit for you. She was young and in good health. Who knew what else she could accomplish .  

She was a role model for women and girls.  She was held up as the future of women in the country. 

It was assumed that she was a feminist.  It was assumed that she was a liberal. Perhaps a progressive.  Manny hoped that she would help in the process of dismantling the patriarchy. It was assumed that she believed in womens right mayby even interested in a kind if female supremacy. 

She never commented on political or social isues. She never contributed to political causes or campagns. Her contribution was to humanitarian activities only.  Feeding the hungery and helping the poor all over the world and this nation.  There was no clue to her ideaology or if she had any.  

While the evidence seemed to indicate that she was a dominent personality. Perhaps she was a dominatrix. The truth was that she was far from being that. The truth was that she was a closet susubmisive. 

She oftened times fantasized about being dominated and controltimes.  She wanted to be controled.  She wanted to be releved from the stress of leadership.  She liked the idea of having as her job submitting to a master.

She fantasized about being captured. She imagined being stripped naked. Paraded though an auction center then taken to a scafold. She would be sold. She imagined being put to work working felds or cleaning inside in various stages of undress. It made her horny imagining herself being whipped. It made her so wet when she imagined that.   

She imagined being kidnaped and smuggled to asaia or an old eastern bloc nation. She thought of this often.of course no one knew about this. This was a closely gaurded secret. 

She loved to read erotic stories on the web involving female slaves. She imagined that it was her. She loved fantasy stories involving human cows. 

She had to be ruthless at times.  Sge could be cut throat. She was string willed. She was authoritative. Some might say authoritarian.  That was not the sum total of who she was. She was dynamic. 

This was how she delt with things. This was how she kept centered. She was dominent ans submisive all at the same time. No one would know or did know her secret.

She was quite girlie. She  loved fashon. She loved to style her hair.she liked nail polish. She had a soft side outside of work. She was quite stylish and fashionable at work. She was feminine but not considered super famine. 

She was offered the post of vice president of operations.  She was really not interested in the post. She was not sure she could turm it down. There was a lot of presure for her to accept. 

She decided to accept. She did not want the job. She loved the vp of finance job. That was her dream job.she hated giving it up for a job she did not want. She liked being an administrator.  She did not like runung day to day operations. That was just not her.she was into stretegy. 

She decided to plot her own kidnapping.  She did research on illegal slavers. She tried to find trafficker who were somewhat humane. At least not as aggressive as others. She was able to find a group who were less inhumane as others.

She had info on her leaked to the slavers.  She knew that they would ne reluctant to try to capture an executive who was near a celebrity.  She tried to give as much information to make her capture tempting.

She went on vacation. She made sure the slavers knew every minute detail of her itinerary. She waited..one day she was on a beach sunbathing.  She put on a towel. She was tazed and captured. 

She woke up in a cage. She was naked. She had a coller on her. It was decorative but had a shock collar as well. It made her horny. She tried to resist the urge of touch herself. 

She was taken to an auction bloc. She was sold naked. She was sold to a former member of the british mi 5. He had his own island and a compound. He considered it to be an independent sovereign sate with him as the head of sate.

She was put in chains. “You will call me master or sir at all times. ” he said.”yes sir. “She said.”you will do everything i tell you. You will always do as you as told at all times. ” he instructed.  “Yes sir ” she said 

She did not pretend to resist.  She fully obeyed.  She cooked and cleaned. She loved it. He was a fine master.  He was kind.

One day she was horny. She went over to her master. “Frig me master. Frig your slave. ” she pleaded. He goto. top of her. 

She was the perfect slave.  She did everything else. Once and a while she rebeled so that she could be whiped. She wanted to experience what slavery was really like. 

She became pregnient and had twin daugters. Edson vowed to get her back. He sent his private army made of former military from around the world.  She and her kids were reacured.she pretended to be happy. 

She went back to work for a time. She stepped down due to stress and to raise her family . she had saved her mony . she worked from home and was financualy sound. She mised being a slave and thought about it.

The end.

The author does not endorse or condone slavery or human trafficking.it is a serious matter. 

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