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Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Chris watched her leave and made sure the house was locked up, stripped his shirt off along with jeans and took a nice long hot shower. It would have been so easy tonight to have taken full advantage of her but dragging out was going to make her even weaker mentally.
Drying off and moving back to his bedroom he packed up her assignment and smiled.
He would definitely get to catch up with her again, she wanted him to and he knew it.
 
Dallas closed her apparetment door a bit louder than she had meant to. She kicked off her shoes and started a shower. By the time the bathroom was full of steam, she was ready to wash away the days fiasco. Stripping her clothes her cheeks flushed at the memory of Chris' whispered wish. She stepped beneath the hot water and scrubbed. After what seemed like ages, she turned off the water, stepped out of the shower and dried herself off.

Dallas took a look at herself in the mirror. She had a nice figure. Hourglass and flaring the right amount. Her breasts were full and plump, but not abnormally large. Her chest tappered into a smaller waist, and while she wasn't skinny, she had a gentle curve to her belly that spoke of health and accented the width of her hips. She was pretty, she knew it, that was part of why she tried to hide, she didn't want the wandering eyes of the guys to be a distraction. But then...being ignored irrked her too.

Dallas crawled into bed naked, and pulled up the sheets. Tomorrow was Thursday, she'd have her two hour lab with him again. As she fell asleep, it was to the feel of the memory of his weight against her, his voice hot in her ear, his hand pressed palm first against her pussy.
 
Chris arrived at college earlier than usual the next morning, he was pretty sure she would not expect him to do what he was intending to do
Placing her assignment in the envelope along with a short note stating there would be a change of address for the next meeting he left it on her table and left the building before returning to his car.
Today he could skip classes and prepare things for when they met again, his parents would be home tonight so he needed them to all to have their own space.
 
Dallas woke Thursday after a restless night. She was not looking forward to seeing Chris, but at the same time, as she stood deciding on what to wear, she knew. She put on her favourite bra and panty set, and then pulled a lace camisole from her drawer. The lace neck line plunged down her ample chest, but covered just enough to hide the lace of her bra. She smoothed herself into a pair of jeans and put her zip up on, leaving it unzipped to show the lace. Tossing her hair in a half chaotic twist, she set out for the day. A departure from her normal gear, this showed her curves, enough to demand notice that they were there.

She arrived at the class with a cup of coffee in hand. A frown crossed her brow as she say the envelope with her name on it. Opening it, she read Chris’ note about how he wasn’t going to be there today, and how she should join him for a study session at the address he provided. Dallas chewed her lip. She was early, she could slip out unnoticed, and they both would be absent from class. Tucking the envelope under her arm, she left and headed back to her apartment to pick up her car.
 
Chris stayed long enough to chat to his mates, one calling him on his cell to say that Dallas had been spotted briefly at the school.
He was already preparing for their study session, notes laid out along with some refreshments and food.
Today was going to be the day that he took a little more from her, that body of hers was going to yield even further to his.
 
Dallas went home. She puttered about her apartment for a bit. Chris’ note had said to arrive after 2pm. So she waited until her clock said 2, and then went down to her car.

She took out his note and set it on the passenger seat so she could follow the address. Her nerves were on edge as she made her way across town, her palms sweaty against her steering wheel.

Dallas pulled up to the building, her eyes wide. A gentleman opened her door for her and offered to park her car, dazed she just nodded. She’d never seen this place before, and given that she hadn’t grown up here, that wasn’t all that surprising, but it was a stunning building.

She entered the main hall, and followed Chris’ directions to where they were to meet. As she knocked on the door, Dallas couldn’t help but wonder what his game was for today. This was not just a “more convenient” place to study.
 
Oh Chris knew she would be surprised by the lavishness of the place, he could use this anytime he wanted and for the rest of the college year he would be.
Everything had been ready much earlier than he hoped affording him some time to work out, he had just taken a shower and changed into a black pair of jeans and t-shirt when he heard the rap of the door.
Opening it he smiled into her eyes." Glad to see you could make it Dallas, do come in and take a seat in the living room."
 
Dallas gingerly made her way in. She could tell he had just gotten out of the shower, his scent filling the space as she moved further into the space.
"What is this place?" She asked as she took in the lavish room. It looked like an elaborate hotel room, but no hotel she had every experienced looked like this.

She moved to the couch, and sat down on the edge, watrching him. It was unfair how good he looked in such a simple outfit. Charmming and deadly.
 
Chris watched her move around the apartment of the condo building his parents owned, laughing softly at her words.
"This is where I will be staying for the rest of the year, you are free to join me."
His eyes taking in her appearance better than ever with the clothes she wore as he grabbed them both some water before returning to sit on the couch.
"Dallas that outfit really does suit you."
 
Dallas trembled a bit as Chris sat down beside her, his eyes lazily surveying his domain, which included her body at the moment. She chuckled softly at his words, though they made her heart race. This was his place for the rest of the year, and he had asked her to stay with him. She met his eyes, expecting to see ridicule or laughter in them, but his look was smoldering.

"That's an incredible offer Chris," she said softly, giving him a gentle smile. "But I can't just leave my apartment. Besides...it would be kinda akward when you brought home a girl trying to explain me." She smoothed her hand over her lap as she reached for the glass of water and took a sip. He couldn't possibly be asking her to move in, she nervously chewed her lip, a flush crawling into her cheeks from his compliment.

"Thank you," Dallas smiled, glad he had noticed, but suddenly uncertain of her choice. Sitting this close to him in this place, she could get caught in the fantasy of him...them...as if "them" was even a possibility. She stole another glance at him, her blush deepening at his intense gaze.
 
Chris noticed the reddening of her cheeks with each passing second, taking a few sips of his own water he set the bottle down on the coffee table and placed one hand lightly on her side, fingers spreading wider.
"Dallas I do not have eyes for anyone else. You are the only one I want this year"
He let the words sink in before leaning closer and letting his hot breath hit the skin of her neck.
 
Dallas felt herself tense as Chris put his had on her side, his fingers resting just under the full curve of her breast. She shivered with his breath hot on her neck, his scent invading all her other senses.

"You don't mean that," she whispered. Dallas closed her eyes for a moment as he leaned in so close, the heat from his body igniting her skin on fire. He had to be playing with her. Only eyes for her, only wanted her. His words tugged at her mind and her heart. She was on edge not knowing what to expect now from him. She put her hand on his thigh, pushing him gently. "We both know that," she said softly a touch of sadness in her tone. She raised her eyes to his her hand still on his hard thigh. Unconciously she brushed her tongue over her lips, suddenly feeling dry. Her heart fluttered, only a single thought was going through her mind.

He's going to kiss me...and Dallas wanted him to, more than anything.
 
Chris felt her soft touch on his thigh, eyes meeting hers slowly and watching keenly the movement of that tongue. Leaning closer as fingers traced not only upwards but around to gently cup her breast he crushed lips against hers, tongue darting and dancing with hers in a heated sensual dance.
Gently squeezing her breast and flicking one finger across her nipple he broke the kiss to whisper his words.
"Dallas strip for me now."
 
Dallas didn’t struggle as Chris’ hands lay claim to her body and his lips to her mouth. The possession in his kiss and touch was that gentle kind, the one that was always her undoing. She waited a moment for it to morph, as it always did, into the aggressive possession, but it didn’t. Her whole body melted, responding to him, her mind going crazy-need and desire welling in her core.

She was panting when he broke away, and whispered his request. She shivered slightly, wanting to trust him, but scared to do so. Her eyes flicked over his face, before she gently pushed him back onto the couch, and crawled into his lap, facing him, straddling his hips. Leaning back she gently pulled the zip of her light sweater down, setting free her cleavage for him. Her chest was heaving under the thin fabric of her camisole, the lace dangerously low, flirting with the lace of her bra. She tossed the sweater aside, and leaned in her hands on the couch on either side of his broad shoulders. She could feel the heat from his body burning against her middle as she teased his mouth while guiding one of his hands to the hem of her camisole, before sliding hers in over his and swiftly removing the thin fabric, leaving her in her jeans and purple and black jewel toned bra.

“Like this?” She asked softly, her lips brushing against his.
 
Chris had been surprised by the willingness of her along with the movements, his eyes never leaving the soft flesh as it was exposed slowly.
Fingers laid claim to the soft supple flesh underneath each breast working themselves around and cupping her shoulders before leaning forward and softly kissing her.
"God Yes Dallas, work it further for me baby." he whispered.
 
Dallas smiled against his lips as he whispered her name, begging for more. She ran her hand through his hair, before slowly disengaging herself from his lap. She stood in front of him, her legs separated by one of his. Slowly she ran her hands down her sides to the waist of her jeans, her fingers deftly slipping her button undone and then ever so slowly pulling the zipper apart.

Dallas watched him as his eyes trained in on her movements. Chris knew every inch of her body, every curve and indent by touch, though he had never seen her flesh. But the look in his eyes at this moment, was enough to drive her. She chewed her lip for a moment, thinking she'd lost her mind as she slowly peeled back her jeans, hooking her thumbs in and sliding them down her thighs. Stepping out of them, she did a small pirouette clad in the deep purple and black of her bra and panites, before sliding herself between his thighs and moving back into his personal space.

"Do you like what you see?" She asked softly, a smile on her lips. His reaction to her was visible, and Dallas enjoyed that. He was hard from looking at her, rather than from pushing her against some lockers and groping her. She wondered what was next, she'd never been fully naked in front of anyone, hell, she'd never done this before either. She let her eyes meet his, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she found his smoldering gaze.
 
Chris could tell that the game today was thoroughly being enjoyed by Dallas as well, she was getting into it so much.
His eyes smoldered brightly as he moved his legs a little wider, hands resting on his sides as she stripped before him, watching her move back closer he grinned and reached out hungrily, pulling her closer and undoing her bra fully within one movement.
Burying his face against her breasts he took each soft succulent mound teasing and tasting them before slowly torturing each nipple as each nibbled on them while hands gripped and massaged her butt cheeks.
 
Dallas giggle softly as Chris pulled her into him and swept her bra from her body. His lips on her flesh was her undoing. She'd known two years ago, he would take her virginity, she just had always assumed it would be by force. But this mutual dance was intoxicating. Dallas pulled Chris up from the couch her hands slipping under his shirt and lifting it over his head.

She smiled softly as she took in the body she had often felt pressed against her, but had never seen. Bitting her lower lip, she let her hands trace his abs, down to the waist of his jeans, the tips of her fingers lightly brushing against his bulging middle. Raising her eyes to his she slipped his button free,and then slowly teased his zipper down.

"You are so handsome," she breathed softly, leaning into him, so her bare breats brushed against his chest. "I can't believe I'm touching you like this." Her voice was light, a whisper against his skin as she leaned her head on his shoulder and slipped her hand down the opened front of his jeans.
 
Chris could not take anymore, his hand covered hers as he took fully control by picking her and carrying her down the hallway into his bedroom.
Shackling her hands above her head with her body stomach facing the bed he fully removed his clothes before joining her on the bed, hands gripped her slender waist as he thrust his turgid shaft into her velvety folds.
This was the way he was going to do it and she would not just remember him but never forget how she lost her cherry, each inward thrust became more and more violent before the tip of his shaft pulsated then erupted like a dormant volcano; hot sticky cum splattering against the inner walls.
Pulling out he wiped himself against her buttocks before unshackling her hands, leaving the room he dressed quickly.
In the lounge area a note had been left for her.
"To Dallas, I'll see you sometime"
 
Dallas had been breathless when Chris had picked up her nearly naked body and taken her to the bedroom. Her heart had been racing with anticipation and need, but it quickly turned to fear as he had bound her hands above her head, ass in the air. As he ripped her panties from her form, she had struggled, hot tears pricking her eyes.

She was wet, soaking in fact, and even though he was rough, shoving himself-hard- inside her, he slid easily in. Each hard thrust shook her body, and she whimpered as he took her, hot tears falling down her cheeks. His possession was hard and through, as he came deep inside her punished pussy, Dallas' mind shattered. She had made the mistake of trusting him, trusting the desire and his soft words meant something.

Dallas softly trembled, unfulfilled and filled at the same time as Chris wiped his thick cock against her ass before reaching up and unhooking her. The weight of his body against her back, pressing her to the bed, familiar and crushing before he left.

She lay stunned, and sore. Her pussy throbbing partially from his punishing possession, but partly from unfulfilled need. Slowly she got up, and retrieved her clothes from where she had discarded them in the living room. As she tugged on her jeans she saw his note, and it made her heart fall to the floor. She took the note and crumpled it, tossing it as fresh tears ran from her eyes.

She shouldn't have been surprised, it was her own fault for trusting him. The worst was now he had her, felt her body, tight and accepting of him. Now he'd never let her be, he'd be back-to fuck her again- Dallas knew that to be true as she fled his beautiful condo for the scantuary of her appartment.
 
Chris had already left soon after leaving the note and drove down to the local mall, wandering aimlessly around he came upon a jewellery display and just shook his head.
It had finally hit him, here and now but nothing he could do about it.
She would probably never forgive him but he bought the earrings and bracelet, getting the bracelet engraved and gift boxing them as well before driving back to the condo.
 
Dallas barricaded herself into her apartment. She stripped and took a hot shower. She stepped from the shower a half hour later, chest heaving from the tears she'd hidden in the cascading water. As she dried she noticed hand print bruises on her hips. Turning to the side she took a closer look. Chris' fingerprints were bruised into her skin when he had grabbed her hips and used them as leverage while he had taken her. Dallas took a deep breath, as she tugged a brush through her unruly hair. She needed to plan, saying a silent prayer she was glad it was soon to be Friday- She wouldn't have to see him again until Tuesday.

Dressing in a pair of loose casual pajamas, she sat down on her bed. Her heart hurt, as well as her body. She had stripped for him, basically begged him to take her. And he had done just that. So why was she so upset... because he took what she offered? She'd never said no, never said stop. She had hoped....she didn't really know what she had hoped for. Deep down though she believed that there was desire there on his end, tender true desire not just power and possessive domination. Teach her for trying, wanting to believe in the possibility he actually cared for her. She would not let her guard down again. She lay down, clutching a pillow to her body and cried herself to sleep.
 
Chris ditched his college classes on Friday, Saturday and Sunday was a mixture of drinking and catching up with mates.
Monday dragged long and hard on his psyche.
He was hoping that Tuesday would go better but it did not, she never showed up and driving home he knew that his arrangements were in place.
The meal and refreshments were ready and the jewerelly boxed up sat on the coffee table in the lounge.
Something about today was off and with that he realized she probably would not show.
 
Friday, Dallas woke and decided not to go to class, she he sipped a cup of coffee and gazed out her window, she wondered when it happened. When, no..how it happened. She couldn't really pinpoint it, but likely it was sometime in the last year. She'd fallen in love with Chris. That's why his rejection hurt so much.

Saturday and Sunday she stayed in, cleaning her apartment, focusing on anything to keep her mind from going dangerous places. By Sunday night the place smelled different, and was nearly sparkling. Tired and still saddened she took a long hot bath. The bruises on her hips had faded into a nearly undetectable yellow on her skin. As she lay in the tub, her breasts bouncing in the water her mind wandered to Chris. She knew he'd notice her absence on Monday. While they didn't have classes together, she knew his mates kept him informed of her comings and goings on campus. They would note for him, that she hadn't been seen.

Monday dragged. Dallas was starting to go stir crazy. But she kept to her plan, missing another day of classes in favor of being home. As Tuesday dawned she was anxious. She would not be at the lab today, nor at the study time Chris had demanded they begin last week. She did however decide coffee would taste better coming from the shop down the street than from her own brewing machine. She got dressed, and took a walk in the mid afternoon to the shop, ordered her coffee, and sat in a corner reading a book. As she finished, and got up to leave, she ran smack into a group of Chris' friends coming into the quiet shop. Dallas, kept her head down, but they knew...and Chris would know shortly, that she'd been seen out...and not with him.

Going back home, Dallas once again locked her door, chaining it. Tomorrow was Wednesday. She would go to class tomorrow. See how the day went. But the labs required her partner and like it, love it or hate it, Chris was that partner.
 
Chris had been waiting for her but no show, checking his cell since he had put on quiet mode he noticed several from mates telling him that Dallas had been seen out and about at the cafe not far from her home. Oh he knew where that was, his parents owned the building and he did check on tenants from time to time.
He had already decided to ditch class tomorrow and driving over to his parents he took the master key to the apartments.
Parking on the street he smiled and looked around the area, not bad but she could certainly do better.
Entering and knocking on her door he spoke. "Building and Finance Manager."
 
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