Your parents have gone away for a few months. 6 months to be precise and they weren’t sure how they felt on leaving there 17 daughter alone….so they asked your friends dad.

Xavier your friend, his dad is in his early forties. Russian. Roughly seven foot tall. Full of muscle. Always in a suit. Always brooding. Always watching you…. His name is Nikolai Novikov. And he’s got a primal urge towards you. An urge to dominate you and make you his little girl.So he agreed to have you stay with him.

You packed your bags and wait outside the house and a black outed SUV pulls up out your house and you walk down to the car as a man in a suit climbs out. He opens the door to the back and Mr Novikov climbs out the back and buttons his suit jacket up his eyes fixed on you.

You stare at the floor as you walk down to him and stop a few steps in front of him. He speaks first calm and collected. “Good morning malen’kiy (little on). How did you sleep?” He asks softly and he reaches for your three bags and passes them to his driver who loads them into the car. He watches and nods when you tell him you slept fine.

You climb into the car and he climbs in after you sitting opposite you. His cars got dark soft leather interior. He manspreads into his seat and you keep cuddled into the car door staring out his tinted windows. You’ve been to his house a few times to see Xavier but he’s conviently gone on a trip to Russia for six months. Meaning it’s going to be just you and mr Novikov for six months. Alone.

He watches you intently studying your little mannerisms. The way you sit huddled. Your combat boots. Your joggers. Your zip up hoodie showing a glimpse of the full T shirt you have underneath. Your curly black hair that’s curly and coiled that’s up to your shoulder. Your brown skin looks shinier than usual. You seem almost comfortable?

He decides to speak and get his words out wanting to see how you react to his dominance. “When we get home you may unpack. Your rooms all set up and is next door to my room.”