5 comments/ 10929 views/ 15 favorites Encountered Ch. 01 By: MissSinfulDesire Alexia Winters could actually feel her heart rattling against her rib cage as she drove into the town of Oak Brook. Turning her head to look out the window, she absorbed the familiar site of elegant landscapes and beautifully structured buildings. She was slightly surprised to see that, even after six long years, her hometown appeared to remain quite the same. *** "Look at yourself," he voice was calm, always so calm, but filled with such coldness. When she didn't respond immediately, he grabbed a handful of her thick brown hair and yanked it back towards himself. She let out a soft whimper as her head was forced upwards and a familiar pair of frightened green eyes gazed back at her through the mirror. "Tell me what you see," his voice was taunting but soft, his penis tracing over the entrance of her pussy to her clit- softly and slowly. Lexi closed her eyes- tears beginning to form, but with a hard yank of her hair, they flew open again. She knew better than to speak back, knowing that if she said the wrong thing- her torment would only last longer. "Since you're being so shy, let me help you," she could practically hear the sinister smirk in his voice, but she didn't dare to look up at him through the mirror. "I see my little slut, completely naked except for a pair of high heels, bent over in front of a mirror waiting to be fucked like the whore she is." His penis dips into her soaking pussy before pulling out to continue his teasing torture. "My, my," he purrs, bringing his lips closer to her ear, "You're so wet and ready for me. You're excited to watch yourself get fucked, aren't you?" "Beg for it," He hisses, wrapping a strong hand around her throat and gripping it tightly, "Beg like the little slut you are." She knows to follow his orders in order to escape punishment, "Please fuck me," her voice is small and sounds far away. His grip around her throat tightens, "Beg for me to fuck your cunt." Tears threaten to spill from her sea form green eyes as she whimpers, "Please, fuck your little slut's cunt with your cock, please." He slams forward, impaling her with his large thick cock. She holds tightly onto the couch in order to keep her face from smashing into the mirror. He pace is fast, punishing as he drives into her wet cunt mercilessly. "Look at yourself," he hisses as he drives his hips forward, "look at my little slut being fucked by the man that owns every inch of her." As is to emphasize his point, he grabs one of her nipples and twists it hard, causing her to yelp beneath him. A cruel laugh cuts through the air as he continues to twist and pull at her nipple. Suddenly, he stops and pulls his penis away from her throbbing cunt. "You belong to me," he growls, before lurching forward and impaling her once again. He does not slow down and she can feel the warmth beginning to spread through her body as he continues his brutal assault on her. His nails cut into her body as he moves his hands downward, leaving scratch marks down her toned creamy flesh. His fingers begin to expertly play with her clit and she lets out a long moan, before violently twisting it. "Oh God," Lexia moans, her eyes rolled back into her head. "No, look at yourself," He commands, yanking her hair, "I want you to watch yourself cum and I want you to scream my name as you do it. As loud as you can, so even the people in Chicago can hear who you truly belong to." It felt as if she lost all control of her body as it trembled under him. Every atom felt as if it was soaked in sweet kerosene and lit on fire, begging for release. The girl staring back at her through the mirror was someone she could hardly recognize. Her eyes were filled with sexual need and her body was covered in a thin layer of glistening sweat. Her body bounced with each thrust and she was quivering with need. He twisted her clit violently and felt all the control in her body ooze out, "Oh, Nathaniel!" She screams as her back arches and her body become undone. He continues to fuck her with long, powerful thrusts as she rides out a powerful orgasm. "That's right, my little slut. You belong to me and only me. I own you," He pulls his powerful dick out of her and she slumps over, recovering from such a powerful orgasm. "Get on your knees and open your slutty little mouth," he commands. He pushes her off the couch and down to the floor. Immediately, she obeyed, tilting her face up and opening her mouth wide. He stands over her, powerful, dominating and in control. Giving his cock a couple quick strokes, he's erupting. Hot, wet cum paints her face as she closes her eyes. It laps onto her face, into her mouth and onto her chest. When he is done, she opens her eyes to look up at him. His long, lean muscles tower over her delicate frame. His deep blue eyes look down at her with a cruel smirk lacing his beautiful face. "This look suits you, kitten," he bends over and picks up the trembling girl with ease placing her naked body onto his lap as he sits down. Her legs drape over his own, spreading her open as he widens his legs. "Can I go wash up?" Lexi asks, her voice weak and quiet. "No, you may not. You're going to wear my cum all night," he replies simply, his fingers drifting down to her sore clit as he begins rubbing. "Who owns you?" his calm, taunting voice speaks quietly into her ear as he pulls on her sore clit, twisting it, claiming it. "You do, Nathaniel Stone." Her voice echoed in the large room. They both knew it was true. She lost all rights to herself the moment she took up the internship for his company when she turned eighteen. Although he was only four years her senior, he held more power than any person in Oak Brooke. Raised from a wealthy family from Chicago, he moved to the suburbs and built his own empire. He owned Oak Brooke and he owned Alexia Winters. "And I always will," he finished, his voice always so calm, so sure of himself. But he didn't know that Lexia had formed a plan of her own. College was beginning in a month's time and she was going to run far, far away from Nathaniel Stone and never look back. He had no idea she was leaving, and she did not intend on him finding out until she was long gone. *** A strong hand placed itself softly on her thigh and Lexi felt herself calm, easing herself back into reality. As she drove back into Oak Brook, pushing all unwanted thoughts aside. Six years later, she was ready for a new beginning back in her hometown. Nathaniel Stone was not going to be a part of it. Surely after six years, he had long forgotten the eighteen year old girl who ran away. From the driver's seat, Owen let out a low whistle. "Shit, babe. This place makes my hometown look like the boonies!" A small laugh escaped from Lexi as she turned to look at her boyfriend. Owen's eyes were fixated on the passing land, his lips rounded as he let out another low whistle. "We're almost there, take a right at the next street," She directed as he eased the car onto a charming Cul De Sac. At the end of the road- behind tall black gates- stood a breathtaking, white bricked building that stood fifteen stories high and decorated with several stained glass windows. *~*~*~*~Thank you for reading. Please leave your comments below if this is a story you'd like to continue exploring. *~*~*~*~* Encountered Ch. 02 "This is it?" Owen asked, incredulously. Lexi glanced down at her cell phone and read the address and comparing it to the one on the gate before letting out a soft groan, "Yupp, this is the one." Owen looked over at her with confusion in his eyes, "Why are you saying it like that? It's freaking awesome, Lexi!" "I tell my parents to help me find a simple, modest apartment. One that I can afford on a teacher salary. Something quaint and charming." She flung out her hand to motion the building in front of her, "I can NOT afford this, what are they even thinking?!" Owen smiled at her with his goofy, dimple popping grin, "Let's just go up at see it." After letting out another soft groan, Lexi and Owen made their way into the building. As she stepped into the large building, she was greeted by the scent of lemon polish wood and the sound of trickling water. She stared amazed at the massive running fountain that stood proudly in the center of the lobby. The ground was decorated in smooth, polished cobblestones that perfectly contrasted the deep wooden archways. Sitting at a large, cherry wooden desk at the right side of the lobby sat a man in a suit. Lexi shot a look of incredulity at Owen who just shrugged and winked at her. "Hello, how can I be of assistance?" the man behind the desk asked politely. "My name is Alexia Winters," she began. The man's eyes immediately shot up to double take her, studying her carefully. Shifting uncomfortably beneath his stare, she continued, "my parents should be looking at one of the rental lofts for me?" "Miss Winters, of course," the man's voice sounded strangely pleased as his eyes locked back onto her own, "They are at the loft on the fourteenth floor. Please take the elevator to your left." He said with a motion of his hand. "Thank you," Owen replied before she did, and latched onto her hand pulling her in the direction of the elevator. The man behind the desk zeroed in on Owen with narrowed eyes before softly shaking his head with a chuckle, all of which did not go unnoticed by Lexi. "That was weird," Lexi began as soon as the elevator door closed. "What was?" Owen questioned, looking over at her confused. "That man, I don't know how to explain it." "I think," Owen smiled, slipping his fingers into the loop of her jeans before pulling her closer to him, "that you need to give this place a chance before you completely write it off." "But I can't afford-" she started, but was cut off by Owens lips crashing onto hers. He pushed her into the corner of the elevator and softly traced her bottom lip with his tongue, causing her to moan into his mouth. "You're parent's wouldn't suggest this if it wasn't possible," He murmured, taking her lip between his teeth and biting down gently. Lexi gasped and melted into the kiss as he pressed her into the corner of the elevator. Unbuttoning her jeans, his hand slid under her panties and cupped her pussy. "Owen!" Lexi hissed, looking to see that the elevator was just passing the fourth floor. His fingers worked in slow circles, rubbing her firmly and agonizingly slow. "Mmmm, you're wet already," he smiled, biting down on her lower lip harder this time. As he did this, he allowed his fingers to press harder on her pussy rubbing faster. She pushed her hips harder into his hand, moaning softly. Suddenly, Owen took a step back and tore himself away and Lexi was left in the corner of the elevator with opened jeans, red lips and a throbbing pussy. "Better button up, babe." Owen's blue eyes twinkled mischievously as the elevator let out a soft ding and stopped moving. "Fuck you," Lexi hissed, buttoning up her jeans and straightening herself out before the doors opened. Letting out a soft chuckle, Owen grabbed her hand and led her off the elevator. Across from the elevator was a large wooden door with the golden plaque on it that read, "Miss Alexia Winters" "You've got to be kidding me," Lexi huffed under her breath, bewildered. As if on cue, the door to the apartment flew open and in the doorway stood a petite red haired woman and a tall, nearly balding man. "Lexi, honey! You're finally home!!" The woman cried, crashing into her daughter and embracing her so tightly that Lexi felt the air leave her lungs in one puff. "Hi Mom," Lexi said softly, wrapping her arm around the small woman meanwhile trying to gasp for some air. "Linda, you'll kill her within the first hour of her being back if you don't let go," the balding man rolled his eyes and stepped forward. Mrs. Winters let out a charming laugh and pulled away from her daughter, her bright eyes glistening with tears. "So glad you're home safe," Mr. Winters leaned over to give his daughter a soft kiss on the head. "I missed you both," Lexi smiled, her bright green eyes focusing on her parents before flickering over to Owen, "You both remember Owen, of course." "Oh yes! Owen, you're much more handsome than I remember," Mrs. Winters began, embracing him in another one of her constrictor hugs. "You look lovely, as always Mrs. Winters." He replied, kissing her softly on the hand. "And such a gentleman," she said before winking at Lexi, "Please, call me Linda. None of that Mrs. Winter's crap." "Of course," Owen smiled in reply before turning to Mr. Winters. "Nice seeing you again," Mr. Winters said, extending his hand to Owen. With a small smirk and a glance at Lexi, Owen reached out to shake the man's hand with a tight grip. Lexi felt her face grow hot, knowing that that hand that was now shaking her father's was only a moment ago making her moan in the elevator. She gave Owen a dirty look that only caused his dimples to pop out with another disarming smile. "Enough of this greeting, we have plenty of time for catching up now that you're home," Mr. Winters started before motioning everyone into the loft. "Mom? Dad? Can someone explain this to me real quick," Lexi motioned to her name elegantly carved into the golden frame on the door, "because I'm pretty certain I haven't sign a lease yet." "Just come inside and take a look. I promise you that you'll sign after you see this place." And with that, she was quickly ushered into the apartment. *** The loft was absolutely gorgeous, there was no denying that. The floors were covered with deep, rich hardwood floors that were polished to perfection. The walls were a perfect white with the exception of the common room which had a beautiful, red bricked accent wall. Dangling from the ceiling was a chandelier decorated in the most beautiful clear and pink crystals that provided perfect contrast to the gray carpet and "l" shaped couch. It was magnificent in every way. But there was something about it that felt strangely familiar to Lexi. Something that she couldn't place. "It's beautiful," Lexi told her parents, who seemed to be overly delighted with her reactions, "But I won't be able to afford this type of loft on my salary." Her father looked at her with a small smile on his lips, "I could see how that would be a problem. However, you'll only have to pay 30% of the original price per month." Lexi's face contorted into one of confusion as she stared at her father, "What do you mean? This building is brand new. There's no way that the owner would put such a stab into their wallet by cutting their profits back by 70%." "Honey, it's all about who you know. The lease is already signed and ready to go," Linda Winters replied with a cheeky smile on her face. Lexi looked over at Owen who just shrugged his shoulders, his hands deep in his jean pockets. "Okay, enough with all this coy, beating-around-the-bush bullshit you two are doing. Just tell me what's going on." "You're getting this apartment for a huge discount. One that you will be able to afford, more than comfortably, on your salary because we know the owner and he was more than happy to accommodate you." Mr. Winter stated proudly, his broad chest puffing out. "Okay, I'll bite," she tried to keep from rolling her eyes at her parents, "Who is it?" "Honey, you remember Nathaniel Stone, don't you?" Just then, it felt like something inside her shattered and the remnants were digging into her lungs. Her legs shook beneath her as she stared at her parents who seemed overjoyed with what they were able to provide for their daughter- unaware of the fact that they lead her straight into the lion's den. The man who she spent six years running away from now owned the building that she was unavoidably signed to. He owned it. He owned her, again. "I think I need a glass of water," Lexi's voice was quiet as she settled down onto the plush, gray couch. "Nerves," Mrs. Winters winked at Owen who was studying his girlfriend's pale face with concern. He put his hand over her shoulder, frowning as he could feel her small frame shaking from under his touch. As she brought her daughter a glass of chilled water, Lexi looked up to notice that the cabinets in the kitchen were all filled with expensive looking glasses, plates and silverware. Mr. Winters followed Lexi's eyes to the kitchen cabinets and softly added, "We decided to buy you some things as a welcome home gift. We missed you so much." Suddenly, it the dots began to connect in her mind. The man in the lobby, who stared at her as if he knew everything about her. The awful look he gave Owen. The golden plaque on the door with her name inscribed in fancy, familiar writing. Her dream loft come to life with her name already signed on the lease. This was all previously planned. Nathaniel must have heard that her parents were looking for an apartment and of course it wouldn't be for them. He knew she was coming back, and he made damn sure that it would be straight to him. A shudder ran up her spine as she looked up at the long mirror on the opposite wall. Her bright green eyes, heavily outlined in thick black lashes stared back at her. They weren't the same frightened eyes that she ran away with six years ago. Instead, they were wiser and more determined. With six years of being away, Lexi learned a lot about herself and what she was capable of. No more running. No more hiding. And no more being scared. If Nathaniel tried to snake her back in, she would strike back with all the venom she had. He did not own her anymore. *~*~*~*~A bit slow, I understand. However, it'll pick up pace. Again, thank you for reading. Please leave your comments below if this is a story you'd like to continue exploring. *~*~*~*~* *~*~*~*~* Encountered Ch. 03 ***Thank you all for the ratings and wonderful comments. I'm delighted that you enjoy the story. I apologize for any errors within these chapters, I started this story when sick at home with the flu. This chapter is a bit longer as opposed to the other two, as per request. I'm sure many of you will question when the reunion will take place between Lexi and Nathaniel. It'll be soon, I'm just trying to create a foundation first! I hope you all enjoy. Again, thank you for reading. *** After a week of continuous labor and decorating, the new loft began to feel like a home should. Lexi had quite literally spent every day and night decorating every square inch to her taste. Primarily because keeping herself busy kept away all of the unwanted thoughts that continuously seemed to crash through her mind. The white walls of the loft were painted in soft, soothing colors and then decorated with beautiful pieces of artwork and carefully crafted metal details. The living area was decorated in pops of color that brought out a modern, airy and comfortable atmosphere. On the accented brink wall- Lexi's favorite picture of her and Owen hung in a white wooden frame. In the photo, Owen was sitting on top of a picnic table with his arms around Lexi's waist looking at her with that beautiful dimple popping smile and loving eyes. Lexi was standing in between his legs wearing a beautiful white summer dress that clung to her body in all the right places. Her head was tilted up towards the sun and she was laughing- the sun radiating behind her making her look like a Grecian goddess. They were both so happy and caught up in each other that they didn't even notice the picture being taken. Although the apartment was quite beautiful when she first saw it, there was a familiarity to it that made Lexi feel sickly reminiscent. It was incredibly striking and polished. Each detail was smoothed over, perfected. It was the dream loft that she would have described when she was young, carefree and eighteen. Unsettlingly similar to the loft that Nathaniel Stone would claim her in day after day when the office use wasn't enough for him. Reminding her to whom she belonged. A balance of an old dream and an old nightmare. Exhausted, Lexi's settled herself onto the couch, taking in all of her hard work. Slowly her eyes focused on the mirror that hung on the wall near the couch. "Look at yourself," familiar words broke the silence that clung to the air. She nearly fell off the couch as she spun to locate the source of the voice with a wildly beating heart. "Whoa!! Calm down, babe," It was Owen who sauntered over to her side with a look of concern on his face, "Look at you! You've got bags under your eyes and look like hell." "You're too charming," Lexi snorted, rolling her eyes and taking a better look of herself through the mirror. He was right, of course. She looked awful. Her eyes were red and decorated in deep purple bags. Her hair was thrown into a disheveled pony tail and looked as if she had been rolling around on a static carpet for the past hour. She couldn't help but laugh at her own reflection before turning back to Owen, "Well, I guess looking like hell has its upsides. I've finally finished decorating the place." Owen broke eye contact with her and scanned the apartment, a low whistle indicating that he was thoroughly impressed with the outcome. He finally smiled at her and settled onto the couch, wrapping a muscular arm around her frame and pulling her in close, "Hell, if teaching fails then you've got a damn good shot at being an interior designer. But you should probably get some sleep before you're parent's come here tomorrow." Lexi smiled and closed her exhausted eyes, placing her head onto his muscular chest. She hadn't a good night's rest in over a week. She publically blamed most of it on all of the things that needed to be done around the loft. Realistically, it was because her mind continuously found itself drifting back to memories with Nathaniel Stone. Being in Oak Brooks was hard as it was, but having an apartment that reminded her of his existence definitely didn't help. The bones of the loft remained the same; however the rest of it was altered Lexi's preference. The apartment looked like it belonged to her now. It was truly her home. "Alright, let's get you to bed," Owen said before effortlessly lifting Lexi up into his arms, "You're not going to fall asleep on this couch again." Lexi wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up at him as he walked them into the master bedroom, "I'm definitely feeling tired." "Hmm, not good enough, babe," He replied, throwing her onto the bed. "What are you talking about?" She asked, confused. Owen lunged himself on top of her, pinning her down with his weight. "Tired isn't good enough," he repeated softly, bringing his lips to the nape of her neck and sucking until she couldn't help but moan, "I want you exhausted." Letting out a soft laugh, Lexi ran her hand through his hair as he continued to tenderly kiss her neck, "Exhaust me, Owen. Exhaust me good." Owen pulled away from her, watching her with lust hungry eyes and a playful smile, "You look so sexy, even with bags under your eyes." "Stop talking and just fuck me already." He left out a heartwarming laugh before dipping his head back down and pressing his hot lips against hers. Lexi deepened the kiss and pushed her hips upwards, rotating them in soft circles against his groin region. This time, Owen moaned into her mouth and yanked her jeans down her legs in one powerful pull. Under him, she used one foot to guide the rest of the pant leg off and used the other to fling the jeans off of the bed. Owen began to run his fingers up and down her lady parts over a pair of thin underwear. His fingers were soft and teasing and Lexi's body responded immediately. Her juices began to soak through the panties. She could feel Owen smiling through the kiss. She pulled his shirt off of him and threw it across the room before running her hands over his muscular back. Reaching down, he removed his own pants and continued to play with Lexi's soaking pussy through her underwear. "Fuck me," She gasped, digging her fingernails into his back and running them downwards to his ass. She grabbed a firm grip on him and pushed her hips against his. Through their underwear, she could feel him. Rock hard and ready. She began to grind her hips against his. "Fuck," he gasped before ripping her panties off her in one quick movement, pressing two fingers into her soaking pussy. He fucked her with his fingers, slow but powerful while his thumb rubbed firmly against her clit. Alexia groaned softly and began running her fingers across the waste-band of his boxer briefs, teasing him. His fingers began moving faster, fucking her as she dipped her hand into his briefs and stroked his thick cock slowly. Her body was shaking and she could feel the heat and pleasure radiating from every part of her body. Lexia then gently traced her fingers over his balls and grabbed onto them before pulling away. Owen hissed as his pace on her cunt increased further, his thumb working on her clit quickly. With her back arched and her body on fire, he pulled his boxers off and quickly thrusted himself into her throbbing warmth. Both Owen and Lexi gasped and their hands grabbed at each other's bodies hungrily. His large hands cupped her perky tits perfectly. Her nails dug down his back with one hand and firmly grabbed his muscular ass with the other. With each thrust, Lexi would raise her hips to meet his. Lexi's body was tightening deliciously as they continued to move together perfectly. Her hands ran up his back and to his hair, giving him a soft tug. Knowing what she wanted, he immediately grabbed a firm hold of her hips and flipped onto his back. Lexi adjusted her positioning and raked her nails down the front of his chest. Now, having full control, Lexi began to move purposely against him. From the look on his face, she knew that he was close and she made each movement more powerful. Her back arched and her body was trembling with desire to let go. Her speed was quick, powerful and demanding. Beneath her, Lexi watched as Owen unraveled. His moans mirrored hers as she raised herself up and down on his thick cock quickly until her body couldn't hold back any longer. She could feel every atom in her body coming apart on top of him as they rode out an orgasm together. When they finished, Lexi slumped over on top of Owen. Both glistening in a thin layer of sweat and desperate to catch their breath. Lexi leaned down to kiss Owen and moved off of him, settling on the bed against his side. "Exhausted, babe?" Owen whispered into her ear, kissing her gently on the cheek. "Thoroughly exhausted," Lexi laughed with closed eyes. "Me too," he said, and although she was turned away she could hear an adorable smile on his voice as he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her in closer to him. It didn't take long for the exhausted couple to drift away to sleep. And for Lexi, nightmares of the past weren't quite done with paying her visits. *** "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Lexi cursed to herself under her breath as she ran through the main entrance lobby of the company building. Her long brown hair dancing wildly behind her as she dodged around each person as if they were a part of an obstacle course. "Excuse me, I'm so, so sorry," She apologized as she crashed into two different people simultaneously, making her way to the elevator. As soon as the doors opened, Lexi darted into the corner of the elevator and desperately tried to catch her breath and sooth her nerves. Maybe he's out on business? Or maybe he didn't even notice that I'm not on time! Lexi thought to herself hopefully as the elevator climbed up to the top floor. "Alexia Winters, report to my office immediately." A low, irritated voice echoed off of the marble walls. Lexi's shoulders slumped as she let out a frustrated groan. Of course he noticed. It's as if he could feel her presence the second she stepped into the building. As the doors of the elevator opened and Lexi noticed a couple of eyes glance over at her sympathetically as she made her way towards Mr. Stone's office. Walking past her own desk, she noticed that there were no documents that needed to be completed or filed away. "There was only a couple of sheets, honey. As far as he knows, you had nothing to do so far today," the grey haired receptionist said as Lexi walked by with a wink, "He's been looking for you for the past twenty minutes. Been driving me crazy." Lexi forced a nervous smile, "Thank you so much, Klara." Before anything else, Lexi could feel a pair of icy blue eyes drilling into her. Turning her body, she noticed that the large wooden door at the end of the hall was opened and a tall, muscular body stood in its entrance way. "Alexia," his low voice carried its way down the hall and latched onto her skin causing goose bumps to decorate her creamy flesh. "Come." A shiver ran through her body as she began to walk to his office with her eyes casted downwards on the floor. His eyes remained on her the whole time, unwavering. As she stepped into his office, he closed the door loudly behind her causing her to jump. Nathaniel Stone was continuously pleased by the reaction his mere presence caused to little Alexia Winters. "You were late," he told her simply. His powerful stature sauntered around her quivering frame much like a predator inspecting its prey before an attack. "I'm sorry Mr. Stone, it won't happen again." A finger eased itself under her chin and tilted her head upwards. Her frightened, green eyes stared into taunting deep blue ones. "Now kitten, have you forgotten how to properly address me already? I believe that it was just yesterday that I was having you to scream it aloud. Must I remind you?" His was smiling down at her now. "No Sir," her voice quivered as she corrected herself. "No? My, my," his eyes widened mockingly as he studied her face, "are you saying no to a proper lesson?" Lexi blinked, feeling trapped and confused, "What? No! I'm just saying that I remember, Sir." He studied Lexi's face for a bit longer before finally letting go and turning away. As he walked back to his desk, Lexi watched as he removed his suit jacket and placed it neatly on a coat rack. Through the reflection of the large windows, Lexi could see that he had a small smirk tugging on the corner of his lips. Nathaniel then slowly rolled up the arms of his black dress shirt, revealing tanned muscular skin. He was an unbelievably striking man- disarmingly so. His frame was tall, lean and dangerously muscular. With black colored hair that perfectly framed his chiseled, sharp features and strong jaw. She watched as he settled himself into his plush leather chair, before turning to look back at her. "Here kitty, kitty," Nathaniel sneered, beckoning to her to him. Her heart was beating so loudly that she swore he could hear it, his sneer only widening. Hesitantly, she walked over to him and stood in front of the desk with her hands clasped in front of her. "Tsk, tsk," He started, standig up he briskly walked around the desk- closing the distance between them. He brought his lips close to her ear and whispered, "Don't you know that kitten's walk on all fours." "Please, Sir. I'm sorry for coming in late and anything else I did wrong," Lexi could feel her eyes brimming with tears as she looked up at him. He simply raised an eyebrow and smiled in response, waiting. Slowly, Lexi sank onto her hands and knees in front of Nathaniel Stone, who watched her carefully. He took a step back and cocked his head, observing her. "Hmmm," he thought aloud, crouching down to lazily run his fingers down her back and over her ass. "I have a better idea," effortlessly, he wrapped a muscular arm around Lexi and pulled her up, pressing her body against his own. She trembled against him, feeling his thick, growing manhood pressing into her stomach. Lexi was dragged to the other side of the desk and placed on the ground facing Nathaniel, who once again seated himself on his leather throne. "Strip," Nathaniel commanded, his eyes narrowing on the trembling girl in front of him. "Please, Mr. Stone-" she began, but was cut off when his arm reached out, grabbed onto her shirt and drew her closer to him. She could feel his breath on her cheek as he spoke. "Listen carefully, Alexia," He warned, amusement trickling in his voice, "When I tell you to address me properly, you do it. When I tell you to strip that slutty little body of all of its clothes, you do it. You must know this by now, kitten. I assure you, I'm not the most patient of men, but I'm willing to take the time to transform you into my perfect little whore. Now, strip." He gently pushed her away and Lexi felt tears forming in her eyes once again as she shifted her gaze to the floor. She had never before felt so humiliated and mortified. To forcefully strip in front of the man who had made the past two months of her life a living nightmare as he watched with that sick little smile twisted on his face. The room was completely silent with the exception of the traffic running on the streets below from the window. Lexi tried to calm her trembling hands and shaking body- hating herself for appearing so weak. Slowly, as commanded, she unbuttoned each smooth little button on her shirt and pulled it off of her, letting it drop onto the floor. "Eyes on me," Nathaniel's cold voice cut into her. Lexi couldn't hold back any longer and allowed the tears to fall freely from her face as she locked her eyes on his. Lexi then unbuttoned her pants, watching as Nathaniel's eyes dipped downward and watched hungrily as she pulled them down. "Pause, kitten," he instructed, taking a moment to let his eyes devour the site of her in front of him. Lexi stood awkwardly, dressed in only a pair of high heeled black boots, a red lace bra and black lace underwear. "From the looks of it, it seems like you decided to come late today in hopes of something more," he sneered, motioning to her sexy attire. Self-consciously Lexi brought her hands together in front of her, trying to fold herself smaller so he would have less to inspect and critique. Nathaniel reacted so quickly that Lexi wasn't aware what was happening until she was bent over and pinned onto the desk. "You. Never. Hide. From. Me. Alexia. Do you understand?" He hissed at her, grabbing a fist full of her hair and yanking it back to himself. A soft squeal escaped from Lexi as she began to struggle under him, frantically trying to twist away from his grasp. "You just keep digging yourself a deeper hole, kitten." Nathaniel chuckled as he held the struggling girl down with ease. "Let's teach you another lesson today, shall we?" He then grabbed hold of her black lace panties and tore them off of her in a powerful tug. She yelped in pain as he dug his nails into the creamy flesh of her round, firm ass and squeezed. "This ass belongs to me." Nathaniel's fingernails then raked up the curve of her back and he tore the bra off of her. Holding her in place with his hips, he allowed both hands to make their way to her breasts. Taking on in each hand, he squeezed them quite firmly before grabbing on a hold of each nipple. He pulled on them until he heard another cry of pain from Lexi, "These perfect tits, belong to me." His hands then traveled down to her delicate parts, his fingers grazing the slit softly. Beneath him, Lexi was now sobbing, powerless to the invasion of his touch. Nathaniel teased her slit, running two fingers up and down it. "And this, kitten. This sweet little cunt is mine." His fingers dipped into her, pumping slowly. With his other hand, he reached down and began to rub her clit. "It would be smart of you to realize this, little kitten. I own you. Every single part. You're mine." Nathaniel Stone cooed as he continued his assault on her cunt-slipping his fingers in and out of her until she became wet to his satisfaction, his other hand rubbing her clit furiously. "Say it," he ordered. "You own me, Sir." Lexi stammered, ashamed of her body's response to his greedy touch. *** Lexi's eyes snapped open as she sat upright in bed. Her lungs feeling as if they had just been set on fire as she struggled to regain a normal breathing pattern. Glancing to her side, she watched as Owen slept peacefully next to her lost in his peaceful dream-land. *** Please rate and leave your comments below. Again, thank you for reading."