Carolyn 

Carolyn was forty years old. She was still attractive.  She stil made heads role. She was a mid level manager at a compony that employed a lot of people in this sate.  

She was a salaried manager. She had a belchors degree in business.  She was smart.  She was sucesfull. She was a chronic workaholic. She did not have much of a social life or much of a life outside work. 

At compony parties she put in a preaence. As soon as prorical allowed,she dartted away.  As far aa anyone could tell she talked about anything but shop. She did not seam to have any interest apart from work. While they made her a great aset to the company she did not realy have a life. She seemed to be fine with that. 

She was never maried. She had not been on a date in many years. She had no interest in any relationship let alone a romantic one.  

David liked middle aged women.  He had a fantasy of capturing a women in her forties and turning her into a broader slave. He would imagine a forty year old girl with a baby bump. He loved the idea. 

He imagined a pregent lady chained up. He loved it. He liked pregnant bondege. He thought of it routinely.  It made him very horny.  

David would never forget the first time he met. Carolyn.  It was at a cofee shop.  She wore a gray dress with sandles. She wore her hair in a braid.  He knew nothing about her. 

He wanted to talk to her. He could not work up the courage to talk to her. He did not even try.  He figured that it would be a futile effort.  He did still want to never the less. He did not do that. 

He kept seing her. He learned that her naime was Carolyn.  He learned that she was a manager of a major company that enployed a lot of people in the sate. He heard that she was a workaholic. He wished that he could change all that. He wanted to impregnate her. He wanted to plant his seed in her. 

What if he could transform her from a workaholic to a dutifull sex slave. He knew he could not in real life. It was a hot fantasy. He got thinking.  After a while he wondered if mayby he could.  

What if he captured Carolyn and made her a slave? It could not be done. Not in real life. Mayby it could. Mayby he could pull it off. He believed, if anyone could, it was him. 

He built a dungeon in his basement. He bought manicles. He built stocks. He built a rack. He built a wiping post. He did research into erbs that make her futile. He wanted her barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen.after preparing he believed that he was ready.

He did some thinking. He wondered if he was actualy going to do it. He came to the conclusion that  he was going to do it. Now it was time to put his plan into motion.  

She was forced to take a vacation.  She did not want to but she did not have a choice. This gave him his opening. 

He dressed in all black. He used tunnel system in the city.  He was able to go though the tunnels to her house. He ended up in her basement. 

She owned her own house. She bought it several years back. She was bored. She hated vavation. She was in a bathrobe.  She was sitting in her kitchen eating breakfast and drinking cofee. 

He came to her. He tazed her with a stun gun. She was knocked out.  He wanted her dressed in her business atire. He put her in a business suit. He wanted to transition her from a manager to a slave. He put a dog collar on her. He put her in chains.  He took her keys and put her in her car. He drove her to his property. 

He seditated her and brought her downstairs.  He removed her shoes.he put her in stocks. She woke up. She tried to get free. She screamed. 

He came to where she was.  “I demand to be released at once!” she said. “You are in no posistion to denand anything.  You are a slave. I am your master.  You will obey me to the letter. If you do not, you will be punished. ” he incisted. 

“I will not obey you. This is kidnaping. It wont stand. You are in a lot trouble. ” she declared.

“You are in stocks. You are in no posiation to dictate anything slut. You are a prisoner,  a slave. ” he said. 

“This will never work” she declared..”i think it will. ” he said. He left her in the stocks. She still wore the business suit.  She had to pee. He would not let her have a pee break. It was houers. She peed her pants. She waa humiliated as the pee went into her panties.  He kept her in her soiled cloths. 

After sevral hours he went over to her. “Alright! Slave i will let you out. Will you coperate?” he asked. She said yes. He made her say yes master. She said it. 

He took her our of the stalks. He told her to renove her cloths. She took off her brown sports coat. Then she removed the white blouse. Then she pulled down her brown pants.  She took off her underware. She tried to cover up her tits. He would not let her. 

He put her naked on a cross like stucture. He put her feet in restraints. Then her hands. He kept her there for several houers. Urine went down her legs. 

He then took her down. He let her eat. He told her that she was a slave.  He told her her name was keri now.  He braided her hair. He chaned her at night.  He tried to reinforce that she was a slave now and nothing more. He wanted her to give up her old life wilingly. 

“What do you plan on doing with me?” she asked .”i am going to breed you.  ” he insisted.  “I am forty.  How do you know i can be bred?” she asked. “We will find out. ” he said 

He had her eat erbs that helped with fertility. He had her exersize. He got on top of her. He put himself inside her. He had a huge cockm he slid it in to her.  He was forcefull but gentile.  She was turned on.  This was rape but she tried not to think about that. He went inside her multiple times.  

Sure enough she was pregnent. He had a strict diet. He had her on bed rest. He had her go to the dictors. He had her go as his girlfriend. He loved waching her pregnent belly get bigger. He gave into to her cravings. 

He had her naked most of the time. She did some chores around the house. She gave birth to healthy twin girls.

She decided not to try to esape. She was stress free. She had tasks but nothing too serious.  She was fed and kinda clothed. She was provided for. She lacked nothing.  

She became pregnent again at forty two and had a son. She had told her boss she was leaving her job. She told her land lady she was leaving the apartment.  

She liked her new life.  She was healthy and happy. She liked her master. He was good in bed. He was a good provider.  

The end.  

This is a work of fiction and fantasy. This aurhor does not endorse events depicted in this dramatization.  

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