Chapter 21

She barely ate anything during her day – her mind was full of Yuri’s message and the pictures she couldn’t avoid, imagining what he wanted her to do… When she finally got home, she was really exhausted, but couldn’t sleep for long hours! She was just rolling from one side to the other, looking at her ceiling. Even her favourite CD didn’t help her to relax, she was really tense – she didn’t feel something like this for years! It wasn’t a wonder that she had nightmares and felt herself a little bit relieved when she woke up in the morning just to go and have her day-shift again, checking her phone nervously nearly in every minute, until she heard it buzzing when she was already on her way home…

The text said that she must go to a cheap hotel room and delete the message right after reading. She wrote the address onto a paper at home and tried to stay calm, although she felt herself sick again as she went to the bathroom and started to get ready for the rest of the evening, one of her sexiest clothes lying already on her bed…

Yuri had demanded that she wore black - from head to toe - which she did. Stockings, suspenders, bra then a short black and tight dress. She did her makeup with darker colours than she usually chose, hoping the effect would look sexy, but to her she looked like a little girl's attempts at doing her own face with her mother's things. She shook her head at her reflection and stepped into her high heels, wrapping her black coat around her, and then a warm shawl to keep the damp night air from her.

She took one last look at herself - should she leave her hair up? It looked too tidy to be sexy, so she shook out her little pony tail and allowed her curls to rest on her shoulders. She pulled some strands across her cheeks to hide the excessive amount of blusher she had put there ... and then it was time to go.

She took the subway, avoiding people’s eyes, mainly watching her shoes and trying to convince herself not to turn around and run away – she knew that this would just cause more problems. So she checked the piece of paper again when she arrived to the entrance of the old hotel. It wasn’t from those fancy and light ones – it was rather dark as she stepped into the lobby and walked to the receptionist – a short brown haired man - and asked where she should go. He explained it with a few words, checking her from head to toe.

She didn’t give a damn, just stepped into the sleazy elevator and pushed the right button. She felt her heart in her throat as she counted the floors. And when the doors slid open, she needed to gulp and sigh a big one to collect enough courage stepping out to the dark corridor. The whole building had a sullen atmosphere and this didn’t help her mood as she passed the dark doors and finally stopped in front of the right one. For a moment she hesitated, her left hand fisted as it was about to knock on the door, then she did it and was waiting with fear in her eyes.

Nat heard a muffled "It's open" from inside, and so she turned the handle and pushed the door open. The first thing she saw was Yuri slumped in an armchair, wearing a dressing gown and a wide grin. In one hand he held a whisky bottle, in the other a half-full glass.

"Come in and when you've put out the ‘do not disturb’ sign you can close and lock the door."

No please, no thank you. Yuri getting his way. The way he always had - the way he would with her now for a whole year.

"Sit down on the bed" he said in a neutral voice. He drained his glass, and thought of refilling it, but then changed his mind, leaving both the bottle and the glass next to the armchair, on the floor, as he got up.

He came towards her still grinning, and immediately reached for the belt of her coat. Nat couldn't help flinching here - and this took the grin off Yuri's face in a second.

"You aren't supposed to act the poor little victim, you know - that's not what I want.

I want good sex - like we used to have. That means you have to stay put when I touch you. Is that clear?"

There was now a cold, metallic quality to his voice. Yuri's plan was unfolding. She couldn't even get away with being a lifeless shopmodel under him - he was expecting her to co-operate.... her heart sank....

“I asked something!” he raised his voice for a moment, the anger sparkled in his cold grey eyes.

“Yes… it’s clear” she managed to whisper with her shaking voice.

“Good answer” the smile reappeared on his face as he pulled her coat apart to reveal her black dress “Oh yes, this is definitely sexy… Just my taste!” he laughed as he tucked her coat down, sneaking his greedy hands onto her shivering body – non of her cells wanted this, but she needed to be strong now. She barely could gulp another one when she felt his harsh kiss on her lips as he grabbed her bottom and forced his tongue into her mouth – she hadn’t had another choice then return it. In the next moment he pulled away and sat onto the bed with his legs apart “Take off your dress! Slowly!” he commanded as he propped himself on his hands.

Nat started working on the buttons, thinking all the time of how differently she would do this for Dave - and how she had to fight not to let the slightest air of contempt or disgust appear on her face. She tried to keep her face neutral, but then she narrowed her eyes and managed to smile slightly ... what she was really thinking was, "you cruel bastard, all right you have me for a year, but then Dave gets me again - and you lose, stupid prick ..”. But it passed as a sultry come-on, and Yuri smiled back at her.

"That's more like it - now come here and let me play with that underwear .... is this the sexiest stuff you have?"

Nat obediently stepped forward two paces so he could touch the fabric of her bra, while his other hand ran up and down her smooth stocking.

"I don't waste money on underwear - I'd rather spend it on clothes - shoes - boots ...” which encouraged Yuri to look down at her long high-heeled black boots.

“Not bad” he smiled again and slid his hands down her thighs till he reached the top of her boots “But in the future you must change this habit of yours. I want to see you in sexy little underwear…”

“But I can’t afford it…” she tried to protest, but she cut off her sentence when he looked up at her with a strict expression.

“The work I found for you will allow you to spend a little money for this purpose too next to repaying me” he said pulling her closer. His hands slid upwards on her back.

Nat gulped and couldn’t bear not to grimace as he leant closer and licked her taut tummy – thanks God, Yuri wasn’t aware of her expression, because he closed his eyes as he bit her tummy.

“What kind of… work?” she pressed through her teeth, trying to hide her fear.

“I’ll let you know in time, but now, on your knees!” he commanded and opened his legs a bit more, showing what he really wanted now.

Nat had no choice but to obey - and spent a wretched ten minutes pumping and sucking Yuri until he came ... at least during this time he wasn't expecting her to smile and he didn't demand her to make any inviting noises....

When it was over, she turned around and spat into her hand.... this brought Yuri to his feet, and he whirled her round and slapped her across the face „Bitch - next time you will swallow!" Nat backed away ... now she was scared of him but pretended she needed to use the bathroom ... "I haven't finished with you - come and kneel on the bed now.  You can go to the bathroom later."

Nat walked slowly to the bed - muttering that she just wanted to pee - but her request was not answered. She got on all fours and waited staring blankly at the cheap plastic headboard of the bed. She could hear Yuri getting comfortable, taking off his trousers completely now, and knew what he had in store for her...

He approached her and grabbed her roughly by the hips, and then tried to enter her.....

But of course Nat was completely unready for him, and so he didn't get very far. With a roughness that repulsed her, he spat on his hand and smeared his saliva up and down her entrance, then tried again. This time he was successful, and Nat fought hard not to cry out with the pain...

She bit her own lip and closed her eyes grabbing the sheet fitfully, but somehow she was grateful that she didn’t need to face him right now. She felt that after a few hard and painful thrusts he pulled himself out of her to wet his cock with his saliva again.

“You fucking bitch, you aren’t wet enough!” he growled and pushed back into her harder than before, and this time Nat wasn’t able to stop her painful moan “Don’t yowl here! But it seems that you won’t be that wet slut for me like you were in the past…” he panted as his thrusts came harder and harder with each time. His fingers grabbed her soft flesh painfully and watched as Nat tried to stay silent as she balanced on her elbows, covering her face into the pillow. “You aren’t crying, are you?!” he shouted at her.

“No…” she managed to whisper in a shaking voice and preyed that Yuri’ll cum quickly and let her go home! It was pure torture for her being in such a humiliating situation and she needed to grab Dave’s picture in her mind to stand this painful act. She felt her veins throbbing and bulging out on her neck from the repressed screams and moans. Her eyes popped out as she felt Yuri lean forward, his breath puffing against her back.

“Good! You are not allowed to cry in front of me, understood?” and he grabbed her tit roughly with one hand, causing another sharp pain for her. It seemed that she wasn’t quick enough answering his question. “I can’t hear it!”

“Understood!” she cried out loud and felt a spank on her bottom. Her whole body flinched – especially when he sank his teeth into her shoulder, causing another scream from her.

This was what he needed to climax - to hear her scream - to know that she was here because he had made her come. He groaned as he was taken over by his spasms, and Nat let a long slow sigh of relief escape from her lips.... her shoulder was hurting - she wondered if he had drawn blood, but didn't dare look in case he saw her red eyes.

As soon as she could she grabbed a huge handful of the sheet and blotted her eyes gently - trying not to make them any redder than they probably were ... He would eventually tell her to get up - or do something else, so she wanted to be ready to face him; but for the moment, he seemed preoccupied with himself. He withdrew from her, and walked off to the shower, telling her to wait there.

Nat sat back on her heels, still staring at the cheap headboard - her image of Dave had left her - she felt so alone and was dreading Yuri's return into the room. She glanced at her shoulder, and saw two red half moons, left by Yuri's teeth. No blood, but there would be a bruise...

“Fantastic, now I can’t take off my clothes in front of Dave…” she whispered to herself and tried to avoid the tears and the pain between her legs.

“Did you say something?” came the sudden question and her heart sank as she jumped a little, covering her chest with the blanket.

“No, nothing…” she bent her head and tried to swallow – her throat was awfully dry.

“Look at me!” he grabbed her chin and narrowed his eyes. Of course he saw how red her eyes were, but he didn’t give a damn “Listen to me carefully, Nat! You CAN’T mention that bastard’s name in front of me. Never! Get it? Each time you do it, I’ll slap you in the face” he added the last sentence as natural as he’d explain a simple math task.

“I understood” she nodded and looked away as Yuri let her chin go. “Can I go home?” she gave a try.

“Oh… you silly girl!” he laughed “No, not yet! I still have a few loads to shot into your cunt and mouth” he smirked and she managed to pull herself back not to jump up and run out of the room. She just grabbed the blanket harder. “You don’t need this now!” and he pulled it away from her chest “Go to the bathroom if you want. Clean yourself up or whatever you want, but I want to see you back in five minutes!”

Nat crept off to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face - she didn't see the point in showering until she was sure he had finished with her. She looked long and hard at her face - then at her shoulder - then as she turned she saw red marks on her hips where he had been holding her still. Bravely she turned and went back to face whatever he had thought up to do next.

He was sitting at the top of the bed, reclining, playing with his limp cock.

"Do something to get me hard again - I don't know - touch yourself - come on!”

So Nat knelt at the end of the bed, and tried not to think of how this scene reminded her of one she and Dave had recently enacted…

She closed her eyes and moved her hands over her body - she circled her breasts, trying to shut out the sound of Yuri's breathing - but when she didn't succeed, she decided to hum a saucy Russian song that he would recognize - anything to block out the sound of him.

He laughed when he recognized the tune - and when she half opened her eyes, she saw he was smiling now - still wanking himself as best he could, although his cock didn't look very hard yet.

Nat let her hands travel down her body - over the place where he had gently bitten her - further down - as she kept on humming the song. Surely this would get him in the mood, then he would jack himself off and she could go home......

But he was still having trouble getting really hard ... after a few more verses of the song, Yuri suddenly lost interest in her - he got off the bed, and walked over to his clothes, dressing as he talked.

"You can go now - I'll call you with details of your work in the morning. You can go and see them tomorrow night. You have to come here again the same time next week. Don't forget or I'll have to come and get you. Now you can get out” he grabbed her clothes and threw them at her on the bed.

Yuri went to the bathroom, shut the door, and began to run a bath. The sound of running water could still be heard when Nat opened the door to go - fully dressed, and feeling so cold and tired now, she just wanted to go home and sleep. Looking at her watch, she saw that she would have less than three hours.... she would need to get a taxi, so she called for one from the hotel entrance - it would be expensive at this time, but she was unsure of the subway. She would be in less than her best form for work the next day. She had to be at the dance school quite early to discuss music with the pianist, and then Dave was supposed to be taking her to lunch before her class....

She wondered if she could risk postponing the meeting, but then what if Yuri sprang other surprises on her? It was best to keep up with her work for now. Her taxi came, and as they drove through the almost deserted streets, she wondered what the driver was thinking of her ... alone at this time of night, in her high-heeled boots ... next time she would bring stuff to change into when she got to the hotel. Even if it meant doing so in the bathroom, before going up to the room. She hated the way the driver was leering at her - and was glad when the engine noise died, and he was asking for his fare.

She rushed up to her room, set her alarm, and crashed out on her bed. She managed to block all thoughts of Yuri by conjuring up an image of Dave and her, and she even managed a small exhausted smile as she drifted off. She could do this - with Dave's love, she would manage.

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Nat's alarm tore her from a deep sleep - she rolled over and realised that she was still dressed.... and then little by little the night before came into her mind. She made it to the bathroom just in time and retched into the toilet - she was disgusted as her memory tried to replay all the revolting scenes - but one by one, she managed to block them out.

She got unsteadily to her feet and stripped off to have a long hot shower, then sat hugging herself, wrapped in towels, trying to think what Yuri could possibly have found for her to do.... what sort of job? What was wrong with the two she had?

Her cell began to ring, just as she started to dress - it was Yuri, and she snatched the phone and spat a "yes" into it - imagining spitting it right into his face.

"Oh - good morning to you too, sweet little slut of mine - I have an appointment for you at 12 at this address. If you aren't there, something bad will happen to your Prince Charming. Understand?"

"Oh God Yuri - please - leave him out of this, he has no idea and never will" Nat was trembling at the thought of what Yuri could do...

"You have to be at 345, twenty-second avenue - 12 sharp - and wear something you can move in. It's a dancing job - I might as well warn you ... have fun, and tell me all about it when you come tonight. Midnight - like last night. And - find something else to wear - it was like fucking a school dinner lady yesterday!"

The line went dead - she had the meeting with the pianist, then the midday appointment, and who could say how long that would take.... she had better cancel lunch with Dave - much as it upset her to do this...

Looking at her watch, she decided it was early to call him, so she began to text him, in case when they spoke her tiredness or worry could be heard.

"Sorry my love - can't make lunch today - I'll explain tomorrow evening - you are still coming to dinner, aren't you? I love you and miss you xx N xx"

She sighed as she sent it, hoping he would forget to ask the reason - she would just be too tired to explain to him when they met, and he would understand and not push for details.

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