Jane Bond

"Good evening officer, please come in and let me know how I can be of service."

Jane’s voice was casual even there was not the slightest hint that she recognized Boris. He stepped within her flat, then closed the door.

All the pent up longing, the forced separation was in that kiss, all the desperate love of this most unlikely couple the old spy master the young intellectual.

"Come in."

She seemed almost giddy to him even younger than he remembered her hair drawn back in a pony tail, the way her leotard hugging the sensual curves of her body. Jane’s flat was a reflection of her the furnishings soft and feminine, the book self crammed and overflowing, showing her intellectual thirst for knowledge.

Settling him onto the couch she slipped down to kneel at his feet, her head resting on his knee, her voice soft and yearning. "Gods how I've missed you Boris. But you can't stay long, not like this. My watchers were outside this morning and if they saw a bobby enter they won't expect him to stay long. I want you so much ever cell in my body aches with it but we must act with care, I won't put you in harms way."

The wicked little smile as she looked lovingly up to Boris left him no doubt that Jane had insured that they where safe from prying ears.

“I see Jane that your consent companions are still hanging about, your father is I fear a very persistent man.”

He gently stroked her rich chestnut hair as he spoke letting his fingers play in its silken strands.

“Jane I can not bear to leave you again I love you.”

The words that he had feared to speak to this young vibrant beauty had been spoken. He realized that despite what she had written Jane might have second thoughts. After all she was so young and he well not so young any more.

“Jane will you come with me ?”

Boris lips brushed Jane’s the kiss long and lingering, his hand took from his pocket a delicate velvet chocker of midnight blue and he placed in Jane’s hand.
 
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“Jane I can not bear to leave you again I love you.”

His words made Jane's heart feel full enough to burst with the joy they brought her. She'd worried that their long seperation would cool his feelings for her or give him second thoughts and she was more than delighted to find her worry misplaced.

Boris lips brushed Jane’s the kiss long and lingering, his hand took from his pocket a delicate velvet chocker of midnight blue and he placed in Jane’s hand.

Jane's fingers curled around the choker, caressing it's velvet softness while she returned his kiss. Her response left no question of whether or not she would go with him. Breaking the kiss she pressed the choker into his hand and turned slowly so that her back was to him, one hand reaching up to twist her ponytail out of the way as she asked, "Would you hook it on please Boris?"
 
Jane's fingers curled around the choker, caressing it's velvet softness while she returned his kiss. Her response left no question of whether or not she would go with him. Breaking the kiss she pressed the choker into his hand and turned slowly so that her back was to him, one hand reaching up to twist her ponytail out of the way as she asked, "Would you hook it on please Boris?"

Boris took the velvet choker from Jane’s delicate hand her placed it around her slender neck fastening the clasp and claiming the young beauty as his own, Lover and sub.

“Jane it’s risky I now but I must have you now I can wait no longer my love.”

He drew Jane so she was kneeling upright his hands slipped her leotard from her soft pale shoulders baring his love to the waist. His fingers caressed Jane teasing and pleasing her in the ways that he knew she loved and needed. At times they where gentle at other times demanding. His lips found hers as Boris drew Jane on to his lap. He did not care of the risks he ran Jane was his world, his reason for being, and his need for the young beauty was all consuming.
 

“Jane it’s risky I now but I must have you now I can wait no longer my love.”


Jane purred softly and went willingly into his arms. If he was willing to take the risk she didn't have the strength to push him away, she wanted, needed, him too badly. Her body responded to his touch like a mouth flying to a flame, more then willing to be burned, consumed in their desire for each other. All thoughts of her father and M vanishing in the first kiss that claimed her lips.

The night passed quickly and Jane hated to see the first streaks of dawn peeking through the curtains. She wanted the night to never end, to stay wrapped safely in Boris' arms. Nuzzling his neck with her cheek to wake him she murmured softly. "Time to wake my love, we have to find a way to secret you out of here. Stay at Judith's. I'll join you there in three days and then we'll leave."

Jane hated to wait even that long but she knew there were loose ends she had to tie up if she wanted to disappear with Boris and stay that way. Much as she hated it there would be one last fight with her father and she had to say goodbye to Anna. There were also her bank accounts to deal with. Over the last few months she'd slowly shifted most of her money into numbered accounts that couldn't be traced back to her but there was some that still needed to be moved. She knew Boris must have money of his own and between that and her own small fortune they would never want for anything.

She didn't say any of that now though as she simply stared into the eyes of the man she loved and had given herself to body and soul. "Three days love, just three more days and we'll disappear together."
 
Nuzzling his neck with her cheek to wake him she murmured softly. "Time to wake my love, we have to find a way to secret you out of here. Stay at Judith's. I'll join you there in three days and then we'll leave."

Jane’s hair was tossiled her face glowing as she kissed Boris awake. He smiled as he saw the midnight blue chocker around Jane’s neck, she was his and nothing could change that. Boris took Jane then and there and it was noon before he slipped from her apartment.

Three Days, Three days and they would be together.


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“Yes you know where he is………………..are you sure……….. in three days. You have made a very wise decision.”

He replaced the receiver and stared at the phone, so Jane was going to meet Boris Ivanavich in three days at “The Bond Unicorn”. Ivanavich he had interfered once too often in his plans. The man seized with anger, then a cold smile creased his face as he picked up the phone and dialed.


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Judith Windom met Jane at the door her eyes running slowly over the young woman’s body. The girl was perfect, she was if anything more beautiful than that first day that Judith had seen her. Judith Windom leaned forward and kissed Jane’s cheek.

”He is waiting for you in room number 12 Jane.

The woman gave Jane’s hand a little squeeze.

Go to him my dear.”

Judith smiled wickedly as Jane went to the stairs that led down to room number 12, the little dungeon where Jane had first met Boris. Judith unlocked the door to let the young beauty in.

”Boris”

Jane soft voice called as she stepped into the dimly lit room. He turned as Jane entered and the door slammed shut behind her. He stepped into the circle of light.

” Jane I have waited a long time for this.”

“M” faced leered back at Jane as Judith turned the key in the lock, its click sounding a doom to the young girl’s hopes. He savored the shock and dismay on the young beauty’s face.

“You see Jane it was not Ivanavich who was taking our female agents after all Jane.”

He smiled at her as the meaning of his words slowly sunk in.

“Judith and I have found that there is quite a market for intelligent, beautiful young women in certain areas of the world and they fetch a rather high price my dear.”

“M” snapped his fingers and the two men that had been following Jane stepped from the shadows.

“Strip her and prepare her for inspection.”

The two men closed in on Jane eager to do “M” ‘s bidding. They set to their task eagerly and in a short matter of time the stunning young beauty was naked and hanging from manacles her supple young body lewdly on display, as “M” walked towards her a twisted smile on his face.
 
They set to their task eagerly and in a short matter of time the stunning young beauty was naked and hanging from manacles her supple young body lewdly on display, as “M” walked towards her a twisted smile on his face.

Jane had been so shocked that she didn't fight the men as they stripped her. It was only when she was bound and helpless that she came to her senses. Tugging at the manacles Jane realized that the man that had slapped them on her had been haphazard and they were loose. Painting a dejected, angry, look on her face Jane glared at M and bided her time.

"An inspection is it? What do you think Boris and my father will do to you M when they find out? And they will find out." She smirked a little at that knowing that she was right. She hadn't trusted M not to pull something before she could disappear, granted this wasn't what she had expected but it would still set her contingency plans into motion.

Jane had been busy the last three days. She'd moved the rest of her money to the last of the numbered accounts she'd set up but she'd also made side plans just in case things didn't go smoothly in her getaway with Boris.
 
"An inspection is it? What do you think Boris and my father will do to you M when they find out? And they will find out."

“My dear Miss Bond by the time your father or Boris can do anything my dear you will be the property of someone who will keep you from ever being able to escape besides Jane you may even learn to enjoy your new life.”


“M” stood just out of Jane’s reach he was well aware that her manacles here loosely fitted as It was part of a game he loved to play to give the girl the belief that she could escape, besides his guards hovered just behind her. The illusion of escape was just that an illusion.

“Gentlemen lot #007 is now ready for your inspection.”

Stepping from the shadows ten to fifteen men came into view, by their dress and demeanor they where very wealth and very powerful. Their eyes drank in Jane’s naked perfection. The circle closed closely in around Jane their hands began to rove over her naked form, first one, then two fingers where thrust into Jane’s naked pussy.

Ah my friend she is very tight almost like a virgin.’

The men’s laughter filled the air. Hands spread the firm cheeks of the young beauty’s ass, a finger massaged her tight anus then thrust in up to the first knuckle.

Very nice

She heard a heavily accented oriental voice comment. They inspected Jane’s nipples, the heft of her breasts, their hands taking their pleasure where they wished.


“Gentlemen why not ample the goods feel free to use her as you wish then the bidding will begin.”

“M” paused then smiled at Jane.

“Be care gentlemen for she can be a wild cat and will need more training.”


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Judith Windom called Boris on the second day.

”Darling I just received word from Jane and she will not be able to get away for another day as she is closely watched now.

There was something in Windom’s voice that set Boris’s nerves on end, something that wasn’t quite right. Boris picked up the phone and made several quick calls. Not trusting Judith Windom Boris watched the club from hiding. He saw several men that he knew where buyers in the white slave trade enter The Bond Unicorn and then mush to his surprise he saw “M” enter through the back door. Quickly Boris dialed Jane’s number on the disposable cell phone, there was no answer. Quickly he made another call putting his contingency plan into action but it would still take an hour or so for help to arrive.
 
Jane's eyes blazed with fury as the men pawed at her body. She twisted and writhed trying to escape the touches that from Boris would have had had her screaming in pleasure but from these men - these loathsome men - it made her shudder in revulsion.

Glaring at M she refused to look at any of the other men and she was delighted when she saw a look of fear dance deep in M's gaze. It was only a flicker and was quickly gone but she'd seen it and knew that he knew she'd seen it. Satisfied with that she turned her eyes to the men around her and was happy to see some of them flinch away from her eyes, a few of them drawing back muttering things like "Needs too much training for my customers."

Finally she was left surrounded by only 5 men. She suspected they were the most sadistic of the lot or had the most sadistic customers but 5 would be easier to handle than 15. She hadn't quite evened up the odds but they were better.

Drawing a deep breath she waited, there was nothing else to do. 5 instead of 15 would be better when help arrived but until then she was stuck and knew it.

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Across town Anna checked the clock one more time and drummed her fingers on her desk in worry. "Fuck it!" she finally growled and grabbed the phone. The first number she dialed was to the number that Boris had given Jane to reach him on the cell he was using in London. When he answered she interrupted him and quickly. "Boris, don't you dare hang up! This is Jane's friend Anna. She was worried that M might manage to pull something before she could get to you. She gave me this number and promised she'd have called me by now, if she hadn't I was to call you immediatly and her father next. Find M and no doubt you will find Jane. I'm done rambling now so pleeeeease tell me I've gone on and on for nothing and that Jane just forgot to call me. " The last was said in ahalf hopeful and half pleading voice that told Boris that this woman was truly worried over his Jane.
 
“M” enjoyed the lewd spectacle the way Jane's eyes blazed with fury as the men pawed at her body, The way her supple body twisted and writhed trying to escape their touches these loathsome men[/i] as they gauged the value of her youthful body in the white slave market, and the way the proud Miss Bond shudder in revulsion. Oh yes Jane was a proud little beauty the way she glared at him, holding her head high refusing to look at the other men. Fear flickered in “M” ‘s eyes for a moment, he wondered if he had gone too far by taking Jane, but the thought quickly passed, she would bring a handsome price and the Mighty James Bond would be humbled as well plus their was the added bonus of beating Boris Ivanavich, taking the woman he loved from him.

Despite Jane’s obvious beauty several of the bidders decided that she would be more trouble than she was worth, yet the five that remained where highly interested in the young beauty.

“Gentlemen do partake of lot #007 charms, sample her, see for yourself what a bargain she would be at any price.”

They closed in even tighter around Jane, as they slipped the manacles from her wrists, and forced her to her hands and knees. Five to one where not good odds but better than fifteen to one. They leered down at Jane, and the ominous sound of the metallic rasp of a zipper, herald the assault on Jane’s supple young body. The first slid his cock into her pussy, the second into her sweet mouth, as the third thrust two fingers in to her unprepared ass. These men left now doubt in the young beauty that they would sample all her sweet charms. “M” ‘s eyes met Jane’s and again fear flashed in his as he saw the hatred in the young beauty’s stormy blue-gray eyes.


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The ring of his cell phone broke Boris’s concentration.

“Yes”

"Boris, don't you dare hang up! This is Jane's friend Anna. She was worried that M might manage to pull something before she could get to you. She gave me this number and promised she'd have called me by now, if she hadn't I was to call you immediately and her father next. Find M and no doubt you will find Jane. I'm done rambling now so pleeeeease tell me I've gone on and on for nothing and that Jane just forgot to call me. "

“Anna no she hasn’t but I know where “M” is, and I have some help on the way.”

Boris paused he did not look forward to James arriving on the scene for it would bring a whole new set of problems, He hesitated then in a slow even voice he continued.

“Anna call Jane’s father and tell him everything.”

Boris hung up Yuri knew what would have to be done he would seal off all the exits including the escape tunnel from the Bond Unicorn, and Petroff would bring in the assault team. Boris slipped from his cover and made his way in the back door of the club, he was sitting in Judith Windom’s office when she entered.

“Natasha you have been very unwise I your choice of friends.”

Boris saw the fear in the woman’s eyes.

“Where is Jane and don’t bother to lie Natasha.”
 
“M” ‘s eyes met Jane’s and again fear flashed in his as he saw the hatred in the young beauty’s stormy blue-gray eyes.

Jane had growled savagely as they'd forced her to her knees but she hadn't really fought, not yet. She knew that wasting her energy was pointless and no one had ever accused Jane of being stupid. She'd wait until they were distracted before she struck and until then her eyes remained glued on M. Hatred burned in the grey depths of her own gaze making them appear like a summer thunderstorm about to break, dark and ominous and elementally dangerous.

The two men that were waiting their turn to paw at her saw that look in her gaze and it made both of them cold. They quickly decided that no woman was worth all the trouble they could see brewing in those eyes. Their investment would not pay off if they had to kill her. The two made their excuses to M and left leaving Jane down to the three that were pawing at her body and M.

Suddenly Jane was pure motion and fury. Her teeth sank sharp and hard into the cock that had been forced into her mouth, making the man howl in anger and pain as he stumbled back away from her. Spinning hard the heel of her hand drove up into the groin of one of the other men while her leg kicked out to trip the third. Rolling to her feet she pushed into a fighting stance and the look on her face was cold and deadly. Despite her lack of clothing it suddenly occured to all the men that perhaps the famous James Bond's daughter might be a person to be reckoned with.


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“Anna call Jane’s father and tell him everything.”

Anna quickly called James and in less the 5 minutes explained the entire situation to him. Everything from Jane's being in love with Boris to the fact that it appeared that M now had her trapped at the Bond Unicorn.

James growled savagly and nearly threw the phone across the room but gradually he regained his composure and thanked Anna for letting him know what was going on. He promised his daughter's friend that everything would be alright and that between himself and Boris Jane wouldn't come to any harm. He knew Anna though and he made it a point to tell her to stay at her office. If he didn't she'd go charging the club and there'd be one more young woman to worry over. Promising to have Jane call her as soon as they retrieved her he hung up and left his own apartment to go help save his daughter.
 
“Where is Jane and don’t bother to lie Natasha.”

The deadly clam of Boris’s voice the cold deadliness of his eyes, leave no doubt at his terrible anger and Natasha Judith Windom shrinks form Boris. Sweat beaded on the woman’s brow her hands shaking as she stammered.

Room number 12.

Boris’s hand flashed, his hand print glowed scarlet on Judith’s cheek, he ripped the key from and chain from around her neck. Mrs. Windom crumpled to the floor. Quickly he dialed on his cell two numbers and simply said. “GO”. Boris knew Yuri and Petroff would carry out their assignments. He only hoped the Jane’s friend Anna had reached James.

Boris made his way through the twisting corridors down to room #12. He pressed his ear to the door and listened still not sure what he would do once he entered the room. He knew that Jane could to a degree take care of herself, he also knew the girl was not a fool, but then her firry spirit could also get the best of her. He drew the soviet pistol from his holster it had been years sense he carried a firearm but he was no stranger to its use, and he would do what ever was required to save Jane.

A strangled scream of agony reached his ears as he listened. It was high pitched almost feminine in its shrill but definitely a man’s. Slowly , his heart pounding, Boris turned the key in the lock, then burst through the door.

Jane was in a low fighting stance and the look on her face was cold and deadly, her supple naked body tensed as the remaining men closed in on her.

”Bitch” came the strangled groan from a man lying on the floor his hands clasped to his groin.

The bark of Boris’s soviet 9mm split the air like thunder and one of “M” ‘s men crumpled to the ground his pistol half drawn the other was hit and went down. Men where scrambling for their lives, making for the passage that would carry them to safety not realizing that Yuri and his men waited for them,. Firing could be heard in the distance. Suddenly the room was empty, “M” was no where to be seen and Boris flew to Jane chandelling her in his arms.

“Are you all right my love?”

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The immediate problem was solved but their was still the matter of “M” and Jane’s father to be dealt with.
 
“Are you all right my love?”

Jane curled into the curve of Boris arms and a strangled sob filled her throat as all the tension ran out of her body. No longer needing to keep her calm demeanor she simply broke into soft sobs as her body trembled against him. "I am now Boris."

Her arms wrapped around his waist and she let herself cry like a small child. The evening's torments still fresh in her aching body. They'd been about to make use of her body in ways that she'd only allowed Boris and then it had been consensual and she'd savored every momet, this had been about to be rape. She didn't know how she was going to look Boris in the face once it was all over and softly she whimpered, "Please Boris, get me out of here."
 
Jane curled into the curve of Boris arms and a strangled sob filled her throat as all the tension ran out of her body. No longer needing to keep her calm demeanor she simply broke into soft sobs as her body trembled against him.

"I am now Boris."


Boris’s arms enfolded the shaken little beauty and he let her sob against his shoulder. He let the security of his arms let Jane know that she was not alone, and that she was loved. His own mind reeled at what had almost happened, at their betrayal not only by Judith Windom but by “M” as well. He had violated a time honored tradition of not involving family. Yes he had taken Jane but she had been sent as an agent by “M” he had not sought her out, had never intended to fall in love with this wild young beauty, and yet he had. His little Wildcat that had fought so hard was now again his little Kitten as she buried her face in his shoulder sobbing.

"Please Boris, get me out of here."


Jane’s voice was a soft little whimper all of her fear, all of her pent up emotions where contained in that softly whimpered plea. Boris Stepped back from Jane’s embrace as he stripped off his shirt, he helped Jane into the soft silk shirt, and the watched as she buttoned it. The sleeves hung down over the girl’s small hands, the tail hung to cover the soft sensual curve of her derrière to brush Jane’s mid thighs.

“Of course my love.”

Boris led Jane down the escape tunnel, the soviet 9mm in his hand, he shielded Jane with his body. Yuri was waiting at the end of the tunnel, several of the bidders who had been anxious to purchase Jane where held by him and his men, yet there was no sign of “M”. Yuri took one look at the couple he saw the dangerous look in Boris’s eyes and waved up a waiting car. Boris cradled his love in his arms holding her tight, they rode in silence his embrace speaking quite reassurance that he loved Jane. He would not press her for the young beauty seemed to be avoiding his eyes.

Once in side the safe house Boris led Jane to the shower her turned the taps and soon the warm mist began to fill the room. Boris began to und the buttons of the shirt Jane wore.
 
Jane followed Boris in a daze. She hadn't felt this lost since she was a little girl and had been told her mother was gone. She was quiet and in her own little world, tears rolling down her cheeks as she remained tucked curled in close against Boris through the ride to the safehouse.

Numbly she followed him to the shower and watched from blank eyes as he turned the knobs to start the stream of hot water. She only snapped back into reality when he began to undo the buttons of the shirt he'd wrapper around her. With a small animal cry of anguish she jerked back away from him. "Don't touch me!"

Spinning she ran through the house until she came to one of the bedrooms and threw herself down on the bed, her sobs soaking the bedclothes and wracking her body. She wanted Boris to touch her, wanted to be wrapped safe in his arms once more but she couldn't let him. She couldn't let him touch her after being defiled by those men, she could still feel their hands pawing at her, the way they'd forced themselves on her. Twisting on top of the bed she pulled the blanket tight around her and pulled intoa fetal tuck while she continued to cry softly.
 
"Don't touch me!"

The strangled cry ripped from Jane’s throat Boris saw the look of shame that burned in those stormy blue-gray eyes he so loved her little hands balled into fists as she pushed Boris away. What could he expect he had not been there to save Jane from that horrendous ordeal. He stood there dumbly as the young beauty ran from the room. Boris knew she was trying to flee from herself as much as him. Boris did not follow immediately but gave Jane a few moments to herself. He found her curled on the bed the blanket drawn up around her like a cocoon as she curled into a tight little ball, sobbing her heart out. Boris slowly laid down beside Jane his eyes sad as she curled into a tighter ball like a lost little girl. His arms drew her to him, he held her tight despite her struggles, the words that came lashing out. No matter what his love did, or said, he held on to Jane as if he was holding on to life itself. Till her desperate struggles ceased and she lay their sobbing. Boris held on to her, he knew no words could ease her pain, he let his embrace speak to Jane of his unconditional Love.

Dawn was breaking as he whispered in her ear.

“Jane I Love you and nothing can change that my Love.”
 
Jane nearly screamed as he pulled her into his arms once more. She struggled and fought against his grip not because she didn't want him to hold her but because she no longer felt worthy of the comfort he offered. She yelled and ranted with no thought or idea of what she was saying though she knew in the back of her mind that some of what she said was deliberatly hurtful. Slowly as the night passed and he refused to let her go her anger began to drain from her and she was once more the lost little girl crying against his chest.

“Jane I Love you and nothing can change that my Love.”

She looked up at him finally at those words, her eyes filled with pain, disbelief and longing. She wanted it to be true but after what had happened tonight how could he still love her? Her eyes locked on his asking that question that she couldn't bear to voice herself.
 
She looked up at him finally at those words, her eyes filled with pain, disbelief and longing. She wanted it to be true but after what had happened tonight how could he still love her? Her eyes locked on his asking that question that she couldn't bear to voice herself.

“I love you Jane, you did not surrender you fought like a tigress, and you fought despite being out numbered and alone. I am so proud of you Jane how could I help but love you even more than before.”

His dark hazel eyes held those pain filled self accusing blue-gray eyes he so loved. There was no accusation, no loathing, no condemnation that she was a fallen woman sullied, tainted. No his eyes only spoke of his love his pride in Jane. Slowly Boris’s lips brushed the frightened little beauty’s a kiss tender and gentle and filled with his love for Jane.
 
No his eyes only spoke of his love his pride in Jane. Slowly Boris’s lips brushed the frightened little beauty’s a kiss tender and gentle and filled with his love for Jane.

Jane lost herself in those eyes, the look of pride and love in those depths comforting her in ways that no words ever could. When his lips brushed hers in such a tender kiss she leaned up into him returning his love with her own.

Gently her arms wrapped up and around his neck, clinging to him now as her lips moved on his. "I love you Boris," she murmured against his lips. Breaking the kiss she sighed softly and curled in closer against him, her head nestled to his shoulder as she finally began to drift off toward sleep.

"Hold me Boris, don't let me go until I wake up please," she pleaded. She could feel bad dreams edging at her conciousness but his arms around her seemed to hold them at bay and her body needed her to sleep.
 
Slowly Jane’s eyes softened, the tenseness ebbing from her soft supple body,. The young beauty full ripe lips parted and she returned Boris’s kiss with a burning need of her own as if to confirm the tender love that shown in his eyes. Her hand brushed his cheek, Gently her arms wrapped up and around his neck, clinging to him now as her lips moved on his.

"I love you Boris,"


Jane sighed as she nestled in to the security of her lover’s arms.

"Hold me Boris, don't let me go until I wake up please,"

Her eyes voiced the plea of Jane’s softly murmured words, his lips brushed hers as he held her . The night was long J the young beauty’s sleep was restless as she fought to keep the demons at bay, and always there was his embrace, holding her reassuring her that he was there and that Jane was safe. Boris did not sleep her kept watch through that long night, poetically he would kiss her brow when those demons started to close in on Jane. The first gray light of dawn was breaking before the tortured young beauty’s breathing clamed and her sleep became restful, the battle with her demons for now won.

Boris was still holding Jane tight as the clock struck 2pm, her eyes fluttering open, there was a brief moment of panic then Jane saw Boris his red rimmed eyes smiling down at her.
 

Boris was still holding Jane tight as the clock struck 2pm, her eyes fluttering open, there was a brief moment of panic then Jane saw Boris his red rimmed eyes smiling down at her.


Seeing his eyes red and tired smiling down at her filled Jane's heart with love. Reaching up she gently caresses his cheek and pulls him down closer against her own soft body. "Come love, sleep now while I hold you and when you wake we'll get something to eat and figure everything out."

Only when he saw that Jane was awake and well did Boris finally allow himself to drift off to sleep. This time it was Jane who held him, her cheek resting softly on the top of his head. As he slept Jane let her thoughts wander trying to think on how they would handle things. There was still her father to deal with and of M, the bastard had gotten away last night.

Pushing her thoughts away she curled close against Boris and once more drifted off to a deep, dreamless sleep.
 
"Come love, sleep now while I hold you and when you wake we'll get something to eat and figure everything out."

It was noon the next day before Boris stirred he had been exhausted, done in, and had not realized the toll on his body and mind that Jane’s ordeal wrought. His eyes fluttered open and Jane’s smiling face beamed down at him, she extended her hand and with an impish smile cooped.

A shower and breakfast.”

Jane was a playful Kitten as she led Boris to the shower a come hither look in the young beauty’s pale blue-gray eyes. Boris smiled as Jane slipped the borrowed shirt from her , and again Boris’s eyes feasted on her naked beauty. Jane drew him into the shower with her this time Jane did not recoil from his touch but arched to it as they shared a deep sensual kiss, she moaned her pleasure as Boris sank to his knees to feast on her sweet young pussy her fingers entwine in his hair as her youthful body quivered with the orgasm that rippled through her. Jane was a little Wild Cat in her need to be loved. When her tummy rumbled with hunger she laugh, her eyes twinkling.

“I think breakfast and then you for desert My Love”

Boris left Jane to dry and pulling on a robe he went to the kitchen not sure weather to make breakfast or lunch so he settled on steak and eggs as a compromise. They ate as if they where starving, their conversation light, both avoiding the problems of “M”, disappearance and of Jane’s father. They could wait for know was their time, their love was all that mattered. Boris turned to Jane a smile on his face.

“I do believe you said something about desert Kitten.”
 
“I do believe you said something about desert Kitten.”

Jane smiled slowly and leaned back in her chair, her grey eyes sliding slowly up and down Boris form for a few moment. Slowly pushing her chair back she stood and reached a hand out to him, "Come love, i need to feel you on every inch of my skin, feel your love pushing away the taint those men put on me last night."

Curling her fingers through his she led him back to the bedroom and gently pushed the door shut behind them. Reaching out she gently tugged the sash of his robe letting it fall open. Looking up into his eyes her own smoldered with the need for him that burned within her as well as the lingering traces of her anger at the men who had nearly raped her the night before. There was a violence in her gaze that she didn't bother hiding from him knowing that he would know how to harness and use that violence to their mutual gratification.

Pressing in close to Boris her body molded to his while her own robe fell away to the floor. Her skin was hot and eager where it pressed to his and her fingertips skimmed his arms and chest while her head tipped and suddenly her teeth sank into the flesh of his shoulder, a small growl in the back of her throat. "Claim me Boris, use me, make me feel you."
 
"Come love, i need to feel you on every inch of my skin, feel your love pushing away the taint those men put on me last night."

Jane’s fingers where eager as she tugged at the sash of Boris’s robe slipping it from his body. There was a shy little smile of his kitten as Jane let her own robe slide from her shoulders for no matter how many times the young beauty stood before him naked vulnerable to his pass, his lust, his love for her it was always like that first time so many months before, the shy little scientist stepping in to a world that she had always dreamed so desperately longing to be accepted and loved for herself only. Jane Looked up into his eyes her own smoldered with need, yet now there was violence in her gaze that she didn't bother hiding from him.

"Claim me Boris, use me, make me feel you."

Jane’s voice a small growl in the back of her throat, her body molded to his, her flesh hot with her need to not only be taken but dominated the cleanse her wounded spirit from the ordeal of the night before. His fingers entwined in her silken tresses Boris snaps back the girls head his teeth nip at her neck his hands roughly claim her supple body taking their pleasure where they will, teasing, pleasing and tormenting his love till her breathe comes in short passionate gasps. Boris dominates her body bending it to his will; Jane is in his arms where his fingers went now his mouth follows till Jane quivers on the verge of a violent orgasm. Jane is bond hand and foot; spread eagled on the bed Boris mounts the girl his eyes blazing with his love for her He thrust his hips forward impaling his love on his iron cored passion.

“Kitten you may not cum without permission.”

Boris then began to make love to his bond beauty. He was tender, demanding, gentle, and cruel meeting all the hunger passion, lust and love that raged in Jane driving her to the edge of ecstasy, as his command lingered in her mind.
 
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Jane sighed softly as Boris hands and lips began to move over her form, her back arched to press to his palms while small whimperings filled the bedroom with each nip of his teeth on her flesh. She moved as if in a dream to follow him to the bed her arms and legs spreading easily to allow him to bind her down, her limbs straining against her bonds when at last he plunges into her drawing a raggid cry from her throat.

“Kitten you may not cum without permission.”

A long raggid groan filled Jane's throat at that order, her body longed for release and each stroke of Boris' length within her body only pushed her pleasure in him higher. Writhing under him she matched his rythems with her body, when he was demanding she arched higher and harder to him, when he was gentle her hips slowed and the inner walls of her pussy tightened on his shaft. Finally she felt herself caught on the edge of the abyss she begged breathlessly, "Pleeeeeeeease Boris, let me cum, please! I need release!"
 
"Pleeeeeeeease Boris, let me cum, please! I need release!"

Jane’s voice was a ragged breathless whisper her eyes pleading for release. Boris remained silent his cock sunk to the hilt in his young lover’s pussy, his tongue darted out to flick across the tip of her nipples, he teasingly nipped at the buds, to be greeted by her pitiful whimpering.


“You may cum Jane”

Boris whispered in her ear as he nibbled the young woman’s earlobe, his voice a hot, moist passionate whisper. Slowly his hips began to gyrate again driving and plunging into her tight pussy till Jane screamed her release, and his white hot passion filled her.

When the young beauty’s breathing began to steady, he slipped the bonds that held her wrists, slowly withdrew from her grasping pussy to straddle Jane’s waist his cock began to slide between her breasts and nudge her chin.
 
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