Scare eighteen year old

The bidding was fierce and competitive, but I finally won. After Sara humiliated me, I had not dated anyone. So I decided to groom my wife. My plan was to put her in college and she would be sent to a brothel for teaching slaves to be complete submissive trophy wife. But that all changed, when I found out that my new property had older sister which was a former sex slave, model and now a lawyer that goes after sex trafficking criminals.

I kidnapped her family and put them in a small remote town in South America. This would be the beginning of a war with what would become my future wife. I then also eliminated all of my criminal activity fearing the worse.

For the next three years, she went after me, but nothing had ever stuck. She slowly becomes obsessed with putting me in prison. At the last trial where the grand jury dismissed case due to lack of evidence, she looks defeated. I then says the words that would send downward spiral, I whisper in her ear saying "your sister will make a good sex toy."

The next day, she breaks her moral code and kidnaps me. She would try to terrorize me in my own home and kept me there for months and months. She could not cross the line of murder and finally releases me, as she was leaving, I give her offer that she cannot refuse.

She has a defeated look and even tearing up. I look at those eyes and can see that she is beaten and would do to see her family for just a brief moment.

An agreement was made where she takes her sisters place. She is my trophy wife and basically she becomes a sex slave in the bedroom and obedient wife outside the bedroom. She only belongs to me and in return, I cannot mess with her family and her sister is free of me.

I even can see images that lead me down the road made me a monster. Sara did something that caused me to treat all strong women as enemies. Including my business dealing and cleaning up my business, My paranoia with making females in charge of my company only if I have dirt on all of them that would destroy there lives. And also see Izabel giving birth to our son whose name is John Doe Jr. and even me testing child to make sure that it is mine.

Our relationship was improving and she got really hurt when she found out about the test.

In the last two months, I can see that the child is her life.

I suddenly hear Izabel calling my name. As I do, I find the memories are taking over but something strange happens.