Natasha had barely closed the door to her apartnt when Aaron shoved her against it, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her neck.
She moaned as pain and pleasure intertwined and suffused her neck.
Aaron slowly unbuttoned her blazer, twirled her around and pulled it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
He then untied the laces of her corset and pulled it off.
It made a tallic clink as it fell to the floor, revealing her round breasts, her nipples hard and erect.
"Aaah!" scread Natasha, as Aaron pinched her nipples. Her back arching taut as shockwaves of pleasure and pain shot through her.
Aaron pulled her into her bedroom, then flung her onto the bed.
"How is he so strong? Why am I being tossed around?" was Natasha’s last coherent thoughts, as Aaron stripped out of his leather business suit, revealing a toned but slender body. His pale skin glistening in the dim light of the room.
He pounced on top of her like a predator, one hand gripped her wrists, pinning them above her head, while the other roughly slapped her breasts, eliciting yelps from her.
"Who do you belong to?" he asked her, his voice thick and rough.
"You, Master Zakhrov," whimpered Natasha, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desire.
"That’s right. Your mind, body and soul are mine!" he growled, thrusting his hard cock deep into her wet and willing pussy.
She scread and cried as Aaron slapped and mauled her breasts with his free hand.
His cock plunged in and out of her like a brutal piston. Each scream and moan that escaped her lips a subli sound to his ears.
Natasha’s body shuddered and twisted like a rag doll. She felt like she was on fire, and the heat was driving her insane.
"Aaron! Aaron! Aaron!" she wailed, as everything around her went blank.
Aaron finally regained control of himself, and stopped. He slowly pulled out of her, and released her wrists.
Natasha lay unconscious. Sweat, tears and snot covered her face, her body glistened with sweat, and purple bruises were forming on her wrists and breasts.
He took stock of his own body.
Energy still coursed through him, despite his erection having subsided.
He went into the bathroom, and wet a towel with warm water.
Taking care not to wake her, he gently and carefully cleaned Natasha’s face and body.
"So beautiful," he whispered, admiring the marks on her as he dabbed the warm towel, cleaning away the sweat.
He gently stroked her head, pushing her damp hair away from her face.
She looked peaceful, her breasts gently rising and falling as she slept.
"I’ll need to control myself better next ti. I’d like to not have her pass out on every ti," he thought, as he gently covered her with a blanket.
"Sleep well, my pet," he whispered, and kissed her forehead.
He then got dressed, and left her apartnt, closing the door quietly behind him.
----
Natasha awoke slowly, her body feeling soft and pliant against the sheets.
She stretched languidly, and opened her eyes, seeing the now familiar sight of her employee dormitory bedroom.
A panicked yelp escaped her lips as mories of the previous night crashed into her mind.
A tremor passed through her, as she recalled being pinned down, mauled, and Aaron’s relentless assault on her body.
She got up and looked at herself in the mirror.
Her wrists and breasts were covered with dark purple bruises.
Bite marks covered her neck and shoulders.
Her labia were red and tender, and her thighs had fading abrasions from being pinned down.
Oddly enough, she wasn’t in any pain.
It was as if her body had been reset, and she felt refreshed and energized, despite the bruises and marks.
She shook her head and went to take a shower, hoping the hot water would help ease the marks.
"Master Zakhrov, just what are you?" she asked herself, as hot water cascaded over her body, sending soothing pleasure through it.
After drying herself off, she looked in the mirror again. The bruises and bite marks were still there, but they didn’t hurt.
She felt a smile forming on her lips as she recalled the way Aaron had taken her, and how she had surrendered to him completely.
"He’s right. I belong to him completely now," she thought, as she slipped into her uniform corset and skirt.
She pulled on her blazer, and slipped into her combat stilettos, the titanium heels clicking on the floor as she walked.
"Ti to fulfill my duties as his possession," she chuckled to herself, leaving her apartnt.
----
"Holy shit! What the hell did that kid do to you?" exclaid Olga, as she saw the purple bruises and bite marks on Natasha’s neck.
"Marked as his property," chuckled Natasha, pouring herself so coffee in the dormitory’s common room.
"I don’t know if I should be angry or happy about the way you said that," sighed Olga.
"Welco to my world. I picked happy over angry. Much more pleasant," said Natasha.
"Well, you better find a way to hide those marks when the rest of the girls show up for orientation. Chain of command is sure to break down if they catch a whiff of you sleeping with the boss," warned Olga.
"I know, I know. I can separate business from pleasure," said Natasha, pulling out a tube of concealer.
----
"I don’t know, but I’ve been told.
Aaron Zakhrov’s heart’s ice-cold.
Loves to make us wear high heels,
but we love that he’s a control freak," sang the new recruits for Sirius Software’s security team as they jogged around the compound.
Natasha grinned inwardly as she led the chant, knowing that Aaron’s heart was anything but cold, and while controlling, was not a freak.
Besides her and Olga, the security team was made up of twelve other won.
All of them were in their late twenties, and either military or law-enforcent washouts, but Natasha was determined to turn these green girls into disciplined professionals.
----
"Excellent work Harry. That admin block is really coming together," said Aaron, walking around the large rectangular building that still had scaffolding around it.
The doorways and windows were pointed arches, and the roof was sloping with gables.
The walls were solid gray granite, and the front facade had a pair of tall steepled towers flanking the main entrance.
"Are those buttresses for show or do they serve a purpose?" asked Aaron, pointing to the series of flying buttresses that were supporting the walls.
"That’s where HVAC, electricity and rainwater harvesting systems are going to be concealed and installed. A good engineer works function into form," chuckled Harry.
"What about the periter walls? It’s functional for now, but I was thinking of crenelations and ramparts," said Aaron, as he looked at the tall concrete walls that surrounded the school district.
"Way ahead of you, boss. I’ve already got the inner walls planned out. It’s going to look like a full-on castle or dieval city wall," said Harry, grinning.
"Respect," chuckled Aaron, bumping fists with Harry.
"We’ve finished laying down the main power cables and wiring up the security caras to the outer walls," reported Jas coming up to them.
"Excellent. We’re way ahead of schedule," said Aaron.
"Oh yeah, I’d like to borrow Olga for checking the security caras and setting up the periter alarms," said Jas, as he looked at Olga, who was standing nearby.
"Sure, I can do that," said Olga, and she followed Jas to the security control room.
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