The Russian and the Room Mates (myself and theanna)

Life was good for Nikolay Volkof, the past few weeks had brought him nothing but good news and several large sums of money. The Volkof family had finally cemented its hold on the city, becoming the undisputed rulers of the underworld. The Italian and Irish mobs had all pulled out of gone underground and most of the street level gangs were now paying tribute to the Russian mafia. It has taken years of hard work and struggle, scars on his body attested to that, but to Nikolay it had all paid off. His father now ran the city from the shadows and as his right hand and heir Nikolay was enjoying the benefits.

He was not a man afraid of breaking the law to get what he wanted and had done so countless times, from simple burglary and racketeering to sexual assault and "silencing" people who could be trouble, he had done it all. Nikolay was used to getting what he wanted and people could either cooperate or struggle. Even a three year stint in prison hadn't done anything to change him, his father not getting him out of that mess because he felt the time would be good for Nikolay, if anything it had only hardened him. A few scars along his right arm, from forearm to shoulder, remained as a reminder of his time there and each had been decorated with the tattoo of a stylized two headed eagle. Those were not the only tattoos he had, beneath his collarbone on either side of his chest was an eight pointed star to mark his position within the family as one of power, on his left bicep there was a dagger that seemed to pierce his skin and emerge several inches lower with eight drops of blood dripping from it (the lowest drop only recently applied), on his back a spider in its web facing up marked his right shoulder and on his abdomen, just above his crotch, was the coat of arms from the old Russian empire. To combine these with his height, his build, and of course the danger that could be seen in his eyes and smile would make it clear that this was not a man to be trifled with.

Rumors circulated, as they always did, and Nikolay often encouraged them. The one he liked the most, that he felt was most accurate, was that he was a beast in the body of a man, a wild animal barely restrained and ready to be unleashed any time. Perhaps there was some truth to that...

Earlier that day Nikolay had been out doing rounds to collect money from various businesses and low lever street gangs, tribute to the Volkof family. Some of that money was then paid to come city officials, key personnel on the police force, a large cut of the remainder was pocketed before the remainder was given to his father as a part of the standard arrangement. It had taken a good deal of time to complete and his knuckles had been bloodied when one particular pimp had tried to hold out on him, but Nikolay had enjoyed that particular bout of violence and had made a good deal of money for what was comparatively easy work. Twenty eight years old and in a single day had made more money then most people his age would make in six months.

Deciding to have some fun that night Nikolay had turned to his phone. Skimming for a while through the numbers and pictures before choosing his current favorite, Amy, a girl he had been fucking for a little more then a month, always open to something new. A phone call was made, a bottle of vodka was picked up, and before long he and Amy were fucking like wild animals in her room, the violent sounds of their pleasure echoing through her apartment.

A few hours later Nikolay emerged from the room, not bothering to dress, his naked body glistening with sweat and his large cock covered by the evidence of the recent bout of coupling. He wasn't done, not by a long shot, but he was hot and thirsty so he made his way to the fridge to retrieve the vodka he had put in there, unscrewing the top and taking several long gulps. It was only when he lowered the bottle from his lips that he realized he wasn't alone, seeing another young woman from the corner of his eye.

He turned slowly, eyeing her with an almost predatory hunger. He didn't speak, not yet, curious to see how she would react.

The life as a poor college student was not easy but Julia Schwarz was a determined perfectionist. Studying abroad, leaving her friends and family hadn't been easy at first but thanks to finding a new friend in a totally new country she had been able to survive. The two of them were far from simillar but the openness of Amy Smith had made it easy for the shy german girl to connect. Julia didn't talk much which Amy loved doing, making them a perfect match as friends. Amy talked while Julia listened. Poor and with not much money Julia didn't object to living with her new friend since Amy had everything paid for from her parents and she could therefore live for free. The down side to this was the lack of sleep from all the partners Amy brought home. Loud moans and thrusts against walls often filled their appartment but Julia never complained. She was way too embarassed to ever bring it up and listening to the fucking was the closest she got to any sexual encounter which had slowly made her turned on by it.

Julia barelly went out for parties or to meet people outside of school. She rather sat at home reading her books, studying for that one top grade. She was an A student, quick and clever. She had trouble being social with people she didn't know, easily stumbling on words which just made her more nervous. At home she had left a safe life with family, friends and boyfriend. She and her boyfriend had known each other since childhood but when she had left to follow her dreams he stayed and they no longer barelly met. She didn't have time for a relationship anyways, at least that was what she told herself. Julia saw herself with a future and a career. She had dreams of becoming successful and earn money so she could take care of her kind parents. They had always cared for her and she wanted to repay them for all they had given to her. She was a caring person with compassion. She was kind but also cute.

After along day at school and countless of hours in the library she had gotten home and ready for bed just to be woken up in the middle of the night from Amy's bed slamming repeatedly into the wall between their rooms. Grunting and moaning echoed around her as she tried her very best to fall back asleep. The sex didn't though so Julia decided to go to the kitchen for something to drink to relax her nerves. Dressed in only a white t-shirt and blue hipster panties she got up and left her room. She didn't bother turning on the lights as she knew the room well and poured herself a glass of water. The moaning and thrusting soon stopped while she stood there with her glass.

She didn't notice the sound of foot steps though moving towards the kitchen and as a man, all naked, stepped inside Julia froze where she stood. He didn't see her at first but as she swallowed loudly, embarassed from her shyness he noticed her. He was strong and handsome, sweat glistening in the light from the fridge, a liquid she knew what it was covering his cock. She took a step back on her long naked legs, her eyes wide open in fear of the handsome man yet curious. He was older than her as well as taller. His eyes were filled with something she couldn't read. She brushed her thick wavy, brown, bedhair as he just observed her body. She took another step back and felt the wall against her back, some water from the glass in her hand spilled over the edge landing by her feet over the floor. "I'm... I'm sorry..." she said, not really sure what she was apologizing for. She wanted to leave the room, her cheeks rose red in the darkness from embarassment and she tried her best to not look at him but she couldn't fully control herself.

Nikolay was aware that Amy had a room mate, it was something the adventurous and open minded young woman had mentioned in passing but at the time it hadn't interested him much. He had never seen the girl and hadn't cared that she might be kept awake by the constant fucking but now that she was standing before him...

He couldn't see her very well, things only being lit by the low lighting over the fridge but what he could see he liked. True she wasn't the openly seductive young woman that Amy was but there was something about the shy and demure behavior she was exhibiting that drew his attention. Needing to see more he set aside the vodka and reached out half blind, trying to find a light switch. It took a few moments of searching with his hand but he eventually found a light. What followed was a moment of near blindness before his eyes adjusted and proper sight was restored. He was met by a rather lovely vision before him, it would appear that this room mate was rather appealing little plaything. She looked rather nervous in those initial moments, a beautiful blush coloring her cheeks. She wasn't an obvious sex bomb and didn't appear to be the sort of aggressive little slut that tended to flock to him in clubs when they realized that he wasn't just handsome but also rather wealthy.

There was something appealing about all of that though, the simple panties and shirt were somewhat more modest then anything Amy wore when he was around, her tossed hair was catching the light in the most appealing of way (making Nikolay wish to wrap that dark mane in his fist just to see how her face would look), and her body was quite near perfect though a little more petite then most he sampled. In that moment he decided that he wanted her, no more then just wanted her, he knew in that moment that he had to posses her, to own her body, mind, and soul. Of course her opinion on this wasn't something that he factored into his own desires, it really didn't matter after all.

IT was potential that he saw in her in those first moments, the potential to provide him with the perfect little plaything. Amy was just great really but in truth Nikolay had some darker tastes that he wasn't just going to expose her too just yet, it was plenty fun to slowly bring a girl into the darkness, the dominance and submission, his more sadistic tastes. This girl though, he could feel it, he could nearly taste it, this was the perfect subject to take and twist into the sort of plaything that he always desired. Innocence would be tarnished and she would be broken.

Nikolay approached her slowly, drawing in on her with the intent to devour her clear in his body language. He towered over her, not just because of his height but because of the different ways they stood, confident against shy. “So you are the room mate.” He finally spoke, though born in America he had a slight Russian accent because of where he was raised and who he had been raised by. “I think I can see why Amy was hiding you from me.” Her gaze, it was obvious where it kept drifting towards. “You like what you see don't you? Maybe you want to touch it.” Reaching out he took hold of her wrist and began to slowly draw his hand towards his still hard cock.

In the darkness Julia had not been able to see the man all to well which had helped her confidence. She had been shy and nervous, true but not as much as she was becoming when the lights would be turned on. She squinted her eyes as the sudden strong light filled the room and blinded the two of them. She put both of her hands around the cold glass to find comfort and safety in holding something. Holding it around chest height. Julia didn't have a very large bust but instead a small and slim body with a flat stomach and wider childbearing hips. She was shorter than most girls yet not all too short. Opening her beautiful light blue eyes she saw the naked man much more clearly and her blush grew deeper. She had never seen a naked man in daylight, everytime she had had sex with her boyfriend it had been in one position with the lights turned off. Now that he stood before her, his body strong and his cock hanging between his legs she quickly looked to the side embarassed.

She looked straight to the side, avoiding any looks of his body. Her eyes wide open as she swallowed in fear. As he asked if she was the room mate she was quick to answer, adrenaline pumping through her body but being nervous like she was she answered shortly and in german saying "Ja...". Her voice shivered, she held her head high but her body felt small as he came closer. She felt as if she were shrinking, slowly and steady shrinking into nothing the closer and longer he was in the room. At the same time as she was shrinking it felt like he was growing and there was not much space left in the room. No escape routes to take, she had no idea what to do. She swallowed in fear once more. His russian accent staying in the back of her head even after he stopped talking, his words slowly making their way into her mind as she understood what he really ment by them. Not even her own thoughts could she have for herself around him. His dominant nature was shining around him.

Julia would learn to be his, she was close to a blank slate sexualy and deep inside her the submissive girl existed. She was unaware of that side of her but perhaps it isn't that suprising that a girl who always cared for others was easy to submit. Her innocence would be broken down and she would learn to serve and to please. She was a quick learner in school so why wouldn't she be in other areas as well.

Julia couldn't hold her eyes to the side for long, the man towering over her soon felt so tall and much more than her that she had to look at him. Her eyes drifting over the crotch quickly. She didn't get a good look, she was to embarassed to look at it long enough to really see it. She felt his strong grip around her wrist and she let go of the safety of the glass to not spill any more water and she couldn't resist as her hand now moved towards the big hard cock. "What are you... Please don't.... I should..." she said not really finishing any sentences in her almost perfect english with just a hint of her german heritage. Her sweet innocent, scared eyes searches for his for him to stop. Her heart was beating hard and quickly, she could feel herself getting a little dizzy from the nervosity. Her body was warm, close to starting to sweat. Her plump lips tightly shut and tense like the rest of her body. She was so shy and careful she didn't dare be rude to almost anyone and Nikolay was not anyone, he was more than that.

The German accent was absolutely adorable, a little more pronounce then Nikolay's own Russian but not so strong that it made her difficult to understand when she spoke English. He chuckled a little bit at her halting protests as he pulled her hand closer to his cock, wanting to feel her soft hand against him, wanting this fragile little thing to feel what would soon ruin her.

The touch of finger tips about halfway down his still wet shaft, drawing those fingers up he locked his eyes on her, all his attention focused on her in those moments. Nikolai spent two hours a day in his penthouses gym, six days a week. He wasn't particularly bulky but then again he wasn't trying to be massive, he wanted to be cut, lithe, dangerous at all times. The hard work made a mockery as the girl tried to pull her hand away, dragging her fingers through his short trimmed pubes and up his firm abs, forcing her palm to rest there as he examined her.

"You are very pretty." He observed, a slight smirk across his face. "So small, so fragile looking, like a porcelain doll. I would need to be gentle with you lest you break." A slight chuckle, he did want to break her but now he was toying with his food, just trying to torment and embarrass her. "Then again maybe you would like me to be rough with you, maybe you are stronger then you look."

He released her wrist very suddenly, letting her pull away if she chose. "My name is Nikolay Volkoc and tomorrow night I will be taking you out. Right now I am going to go back to fucking your room mate, and I invite you to watch if you like, but tomorrow afternoon she will take you out shopping. You are to have a white dress and a matching bra and panties set, white and Lacey, Aby will pay so don't be worried about the cost."

He wasn't asking her out, he was telling her how it would be happening. "Be ready for me at six thirty sharp." He instructed her before turning away, once more grabbing the bottle as he went to continue his night with Aby, not bothering to shut the door to her room.

She felt her slim fingers drag over the cock wet from her best friends juices. She knew it had not much earlier been inside of Amy, the sticky liquid stuck to her fingers as she tried to pull away. Nikolay was strong, much stronger than Julia's fragile little body. He would be able to lift her up with only one hand if he so desired and she wouldn't be able to resist. She could feel in his grip around her wrist how he would be able to kill her if he so pleased. At the same time as his strenght and actions scared her more than anything ever had she couldn't help but feel attraction to him. His body was that of perfection, the muscles hard and strong yet not too big. He was slim yet muscular and the danger in his eyes was scary yet mysterious. Being the lonely innocent girl that Julia was this was new to her and made her curious. Like alot of girls, Julia easily falled for bad men but it had never been this real. Only a fantasy back in high school.

She was blushing deeply as he toyed with her, her face was burning from embarassment and she didn't know how to read him. She didn't know if he was serious or not, if he ment what he said or if he, as he did, just playing with her. She wanted to get away, she had to. She was panicing. He talked about being rough with her and the fear in her eyes grew deeper. Nikolay could see it all, she was easy to read and not a very good actress. Her eyebrows leaning outwards as her eyes were those of a sad puppy.

He let go of her wrist and tense as she was she pulled it back quickly leading to some more water spilling leaving stains over her shirt and water dripping from the glass and her hand holding it against the floor. The name, his name, Nikolay Volkoc echoed in her mind. He was commanding her who to be and how to act, there was no room for her opinions in his world. Allready he was showing her how his words were law and the truth. Deep inside the innocent german girl felt a release and freedom from this but she didn't notice it at this very moment. She was all too scared. Nikolay didn't even try to hide that he was fucking her room mate, not that she didn't allready know, but he also invited her to watch. Something she of course wouldn't do. She was way to shy and careful to do anything like that. She couldn't even watch porn without feeling embarassed and insecure. How would she possibly feel watching people in real life, her best friend being one of them?

Then he left, leaving her there in silence. Julia didn't know what to do, she was frozen and paralized in place at first until the moaning one more started and awoke her from her frozen state. The moaning was much louder now as the door wasn't closed and filled the rooms with Amy's giggles and moans as she and the man played around. Julia drank the last bit of water from her glass, not being much left, before heading back to bed, still trying to comprehend what had happend. She didn't remember when she had fallen asleep and didn't remember the dream but with the moaning in the background of her sleeping body she had dreamed it was her Nikolay was making love to in a gentle and careful act. Nothing like he actually was. In the dream they were lovers and equals, she enjoyed him and he her. It was too good to be true. Sleeping heavily with her room mates pussy juices on her fingers.

The next day Julia and Amy went out shopping for what Nikolay had ordered her to buy. Julia was nervous and tense while Amy were happy for Julia. Amy had for a long time tried to get Julia to go out more and meet guys and she didn't share her fuck buddy which were all Nikolay were to her. She didn't know of his real self that much and had no idea of his plans for the young girl. To Amy, he was a great lover who could show Julia how to enjoy her life more. She said multiple times during the day to Julia to relax and that it was going to be fun and the more she said it, the more Julia believed it. Julia suggested dresses and underwear but Amy always came up with other suggestions for more expensive and more revealing clothing. After an hour or two they had what they needed and at the exact time, six thirty, she stood by the door waiting for her date.

Julia was gorgeous as she stood there dressed in the white dress clinging nicely to her body, getting looser at the waist and ending not far bellow her round ass showing of her long legs. The dress had no sleeves and a round neckline to a low back. Under it she wore the lace underwear in the same white colour. Around her neck sat a gold collar necklace she had borrowed from Amy, Julia's hair brushed down her left shoulder and back yet keeping its volume. Not only was insecure over the date but also over being so dressed up which she wasn't used to being.

The view when her shirt had become wet had been enticing and in truth Nikolay had wanted nothing more then to let loose, to indulge the wild animal he truly was by dragging this girl to the ground, pulling down those adorable panties, and fuck her ass using the evidence of his earlier indulgence to lubricate and ease his entry. She would bowl, scream, and beg, music to the ears of a sadist like Nikolay. He only restrained himself because he knew such violence now would spoil fun for him later. Better to wait a little while longer, let the anticipation build and take her willing.

It would require more patience then he normally showed but he was convinced from that short meeting that it would be worth it. She was the perfect and flawless slab of marble from which he could craft his masterpiece. By the time he was done she would worship at his feet and beg for the slightest touch from him.

He went back to Amy more excited then he had been in a very long time, far rougher with her then normal, seeing an almost worried look on the eyes of his on call slut.

He left early the next morning, before the sun rose to return to his penthouse apartment. Nikolay wanted to sleep but there were things to be done first. Phone calls were made to ensure some arrangements for the date would be perfectly in place. A space was made for him at a popular underground restaurant and a nearby movie theatre agreed to screen something of his choice and leave that theatre empty for him and his companion.

A few other calls were made and they were swiftly followed by urgent deliveries.

Only when the last package had arrive did Nikolay allow himself the pleasure of sleep...

Which came to an end seven hours later.

First came the gym, only an hour that day to save a little time.

Then a long shower, some personal grooming, and carefully applying his sandalwood and dark amber cologne. A carefully tailored grey suit was work, a slim .380 pistol tucked into the suit coat for emergencies along with a folding knife in his pocket.

When he finally left he was already late and took his time along the way, arriving at ten past eight. There was a reason for tardiness, they moved on his time not by her expectations and when the door opened he only smirked at her with no apology.

"I see you follow instructions... Well at least for the dress, I will have to confirm the rest later." He observed, the intensity of his gaze was perhaps enough to make one wonder if he could already see beneath it. "Hurry along now, we don't want to be late for dinner." He realized he didn't know her name but swiftly concluded it didn't matter, he would christen her with a new name soon enough.

Amy had felt worried during their fucking but she had so many good memories of Nikolay that she didn't worry about letting her friend go on a date with him. He had been rougher last night and even left some mark yet she believed he would make her up to it. It also felt great despite the fact that it had from time to time been painful. She didn't know how to feel about it. What Amy didn't like were that he was gone when she woke up. Nikolay were a busy man and it was not unusual for him to not be there when she woke up yet she wanted him to be. She didn't love him yet she liked the feeling of him staying as if that was proof of him enjoying her the night before.

The clock were six thirty, Nikolay were no where to be seen. Julia waited with patience. Amy wasn't home as she had other business to attend too. Half an hour later Julia had gone back inside walking between the windows to try to see him arrive. When that didn't work she started sending texts to Amy of the whole situation. Amy were unable to which made the conversation to be more Amy discussing with herself. Innocent like she was she couldn't understand the reason for his absent. She thougth that maybe he had forgotten about her or perhaps he had gotten hurt on his way here and taken to a hospital. Her mind continued to make up scenarios about the man she didn't knew. Perhaps he were helping a friend who really needed his help or saving someone out of an accident. The minutes passed with multiple glances out of the window with hope of him being there. Multiple times she drove her hands through her thick dark hair. She walked back and forth between the rooms, looked at her self in the mirror countless of times to see that everything was just right. Then at ten past eight, one hour and 40 minutes later than scheduled, she jump up as she heard the knock on the door.

There he stood, Nikolay, the man she had been waiting for for so long. With a beautiful smile on his face he just made a remark about how he would see more of her body later this night which left her with an instant blush. She wasn't used to people talking to her like that, her careful behaviour usually made people themselves more careful around her. She wasn't angry, she didn't know how to feel. He wore a suit clinging perfectly to his body and he smelled nicely of his cologne. He was classy and manly. Julia got filled with the feeling of curiosity and smilled back. Not a confident smirk such as his but a cute innocent smile spread gently on her lips.

He looked at her like few men ever had as he let his eyes go over her body. Most girls would see this as if he was looking right through them but Julia, unused to the feeling felt a slight confidence boost from his eyes. For what was to come she would need all the confidence she could get. Eager to leave the appartment she stepped outside to follow him to where ever he were taking her. Not knowing anything for what was going to happen for the date, not even where they were going to eat forced her into trusting the man. She smelled of jasmine when she walked up to him from her perfume and her dress gently brushed against him as she walked past. She would have been offended if she knew he didn't know her name, she knew his and couldn't forget it. Julia beileved Amy had told him her name but what did that matter? Her name would be what Nikolay wanted it to be.

Then and there Nikolay was in complete control, he was aware he could just insist that the date take place thre in the apartment, less a date and more some time spent devouring her in every way possible. Of course he held back, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist his needs for very much longer but to act to quickly would be to spoil it all. He would fuck her that night, he was certain of it, he would show her that her proper place was on her knees before him...

But not just yet.

"You know you can speak if you like." He informed her, still smirking, still establishing his dominance by giving her permission to speak. It was subtle but just like arriving late he wanted her to know that he was the one in charge, he made decisions, and she would just need to go along with it. He was curious to see when she might start to push back or object, it wouldn't stop him but it could be fun. "It's okay if you are nervous, I'm not likely to bite just yet."

Reaching out he took hold of her arm, pulling her outside and giving her a moment to lock up before wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her close to his side, hand low on her hip as he inhaled the scent of jasmine. Perhaps that had been something Amy chose as Jasmine was a favourite of his.

"I know a nice little place for some Korean food before we catch our movie, just around the corner so we can walk." The city was a nice enough place and Nikolay owned a very nice car but it just wasnt worth driving most of the time as walking was often quicker. Holding her close to his side, enjoying the warmth of her body he led her down the side walk for two blocks before turning down what appeared like any other alley except for a single open door.

It was through that door he led her and once inside it was a world away from the dingy pathway between buildings they had entered from, the restaurant was wide and spacious, the lighting was a touch on the dimmer side and the dark red and black colour scheme didn't help but as soon as they were walked in a hostess led them too a booth apart from everyone else, greeting Nikolay as Mr Volkof and welcoming him with a polite smile... Though her body language conveyed that she was perhaps a little nervous.

Nikolay was everything Julia believed she wasn't. He was confident, funny and attractive. He talked to her in a charming way, like no one ever had. He played with her subconscious, Julia was irritated at him yet she felt a feeling she was misstaking with love. He kept on giving hints to her about that she was going to be his. He told her that if she liked she could talk more but she took it as if she had to speak more. She took it as if he didn't want her as the woman she now was making her even less confident than she had allready been. Even more mentally weak. At the same time she put up an act, at least trying to be more social and interesting to her date.

He took her arm and she smiled up at him. They soon walked closely together. His hand on her waist filled her with slightly more comfort. "I have never tried Koran food before... Sounds interesting." she said and being a girl that usually didn't try new things he more and more pushed her out of her comfort zone. Then it also were the movie, he had allready decided that they would see a movie and which one. Julia was constantly in secret reminded that he decided everything, not she.

The door to the restaurant were nothing special and looked rather more like a back entrance than a real entrance. The inside had a more classy style for the underground restaurant. The dark colour combinations mixed with Korean upper class design gave it a very expensive look which it also were. The restaurant was owned by a Korean family famous for their work together with the Russian maffia. They knew their place and payed their respects along with some taxes to the Volkof family for protection. What Julia didn't know was that the restaurant offered certain services in secret to their richer male guests. The hostess, dressed in mostly black formal clothing led them to their table. She was very careful and polite. Slightly older than Nikolay yet very beautiful and with a large bust to her thin waist. Very aware of who Nikolay were he was their top priority. He could get what ever he asked after for free in this place, even the women and the waitress was well aware of this. All of this were the reason for her nervous body language. Nothing could go wrong and he had a rumor of not being the nicest of men.

"Can I take your order Mr Volkof?" she asked after they had seated themselves not even looking at Julia. To the waitress she was nobody compared to her date. Julia just looked at him for him to perhaps ask her what she would want. The price range of this place was way out of what she could afford and she felt like she didn't belong. She was way to young and innocent, dressed all in white to the dark design.