Nastya was a modest girl with blond hair and big sad blue-gray eyes that made her face very cute. She was her own in a gray crowd, tried not to stand out in any way, wore dimensionless loose clothes that hid her skinny sexy figure and long, thin legs like a heron. She was shy of her figure and would never have decided to wear even skinny jeans, not to mention something more frank.
Nastya’s childhood was not at all bright, at 9 she was left without parents, brought up by relatives, for whom she was still a stranger. But at least I did not get to the orphanage, and thanks for that. How she dreamed of living independently and not depend on anyone. Then an unexpected inheritance appeared and Nastya’s dream came true. Relatives were happy to get rid of an extra burden and did not even dispute the girl's treshka in one of the sleeping areas.

Nastya was not accustomed to live alone in such a large apartment, of course, on the one hand it was pleasant, it was possible to sleep in a new room every night, but it’s unusual, it’s so unusual ...
Loneliness was keenly felt, especially in the evenings. It was so quiet that the girl even spoke to herself in a whisper.
Nastya came back from school at 10 pm, during the day she worked at a flower shop and each time she felt ringing silence around her.
The weather was good and the girl began to walk in the evenings, it was much more pleasant outside than at home.
Once, during such a walk, already approaching her home, Nastya witnessed a fight in the yard, or rather a beating. Four guys kicked someone. Nastya, frightened, reached for her cell phone, intending to call the police, but the guys, after kicking their victim at last, hid in a dark arch and, judging by the receding steps, ran away.

Going to the place of action, Nastya saw a decently dressed guy lying on a footboard, or rather, he tried to get up, but not too successfully. One of his eyes was shot down and, judging by his dirty clothes, he got a lot of it.
- How are you? - the girl rushed to him? - First call?
- Oh, no, just not the ambulance - the guy answered - I'm fine
“It doesn't look like it,” said the girl doubtfully, helping him up. and sit on the bench.
- Not the first time - exhaled guy
- What do you often beat? - the girl was surprised.
- No, that you ... I recently in Moscow, were dismissed from work, have nothing to pay for an apartment, and that was the last money taken away, the guy explained.
- Do you need money? - asked Nastya.
- No, no, I will not take money from you - the guy was tiredly indignant
- How much do you need! - insisted Nastya
- I just lie down, and tomorrow I'll think of something - he mumbled in a weak voice.

At first, the girl just wanted to put money in his pocket, but to leave the beaten man on the street, isn't that a crime? In this state, he is robbed by anyone. To call the police? First aid? Probably the way to do it. Nastya got the phone.
“Please don't,” the guy moaned, covering her phone with his hand. The girl first drew attention to his hands, refined with long fingers, straight hands of the artist ..
- I lie here, in the morning I will feel better.
- No, this is impossible - Nastya was indignant - I live in this house, spend the night with me.
- No, that you - waved the guy away - I do not want to burden anyone
Here Nastya something pinched, she herself was in that position for many years, but now she has her own housing and she can do good with impunity.
“I live alone,” she said simply.

At home, Nastya forced the guy to undress to her underpants, checked if there were any fractures. They were not, only bruises.
- Everything heals on me, like on a dog - a brave guy - by the way, my name is Nick
- Nastya - the girl introduced herself.
- Oh, Nastya, the girl of my dreams ... - muttered the guy
- Shut up - smiled girl.

Putting the guy in the same room, the girl went into the other, it was about three, and tomorrow she would have to go to work ... take a shower ... was her last thought.
In the morning she did not wake the sleeping Nicholas, leaving him a short note and money. In the evening, her head was filled with daily activities and study. The girl completely forgot that she has a guest. Upon entering, she habitually reached for the light switch, but noticed that the light in the room was on and judging by the sound, the television was on. And then she remembered everything.
Peering into the room, she saw Kolya, reclining on a sofa in her blue bathrobe and sipping martini from her small stock of liquor.

- Oh, hi! - Kolya shouted cordially - Come on my dream, make yourself at home!
The girl was unpleasantly surprised and even discouraged. How to behave in a similar situation, she did not know.
- What are you doing? - she asked quietly
- Good for you, honey! - the guy was smiling broadly - I really do not want to leave!
The change that happened to him struck the girl. Yesterday he was a modest cultural guy, today he was a completely different person.
“I see you feel better already,” the girl remarked.
- Yes, I'm telling you, like on a dog - Kohl boasted - fall, honey, we'll see the telly.
- I'm tired - Nastya cut off and went to her room.

Before bed, she thought for a long time what to do with an unexpected tenant. How long does he intend to stay here? Can it be ugly to immediately point him at the door? Of course, today's trick ...
Looking into his room the next morning, the girl discovered that he was sleeping sweetly. She again did not wake him up, hoping that in the evening he would leave himself.
In the evening, she opened the lock quite nervously.

This time the computer worked, Nastya never password-protected him, since she lived alone. And Nick obviously looked something indecent. Entering the room, Nastya saw that it was a BDSM-style porn movie.
- What are you doing? - with a fading asked girl
- Ah, back, bitch - the guy answered her
- What?! - Nastya’s already big eyes became even bigger.
- I read your correspondence on dating sites - the guy explained - because you like to obey?
Nastya seemed to be hit.
- Listen, why are you doing this? She asked.
- I want you to suck me - said the guy.
- No, go away - the girl pointed to the door.
- Take off your clothes - ordered the guy
- Leave - again said Nastya.

- You, bitch, apparently did not understand who is the owner here - said Nick and standing up, slapped the girl’s sonorous slap.
For two minutes Nastya came to her senses, not understanding what was happening, then she realized that the guy was tearing off her clothes.
“No,” Nastya tried to resist, but the guy threw her on the bed and soon, breaking down the weak resistance, seized her. He fucked hurt, not thinking at all about the girl.
To my shame, Nastya could not hold back the screams that even more turned the boy on.
- Now, bitch, I am your lord - the guy was sentencing, the girl was dreaming - Got it, creature? Do you understand?
“Yes,” Nastya answered weakly, feeling an orgasm roll in.
- You will do whatever I want - continued to sentence the guy
- Y-yes ... - trembling from the orgasm answered the girl
- I read how you creep in front of men, how they humiliate you, and you like it - continued the guy.

- Like - this is the girl said.
- Whore - humiliated her boyfriend
- Yes, honey - answered the girl
- Where do you cum, whore, in pussy or mouth? - he asked
- In the mouth - asked Nastya.
Kohl jumped out of it and quickly moved forward, plunged his dick into the hot mouth of the girl. There was a lot of sperm, but she tried to drink it all.
The guy fell down next to no strength
- Well, like it? - he asked
Nastya did not know what to answer, everything was so unexpected.
- Did you really read everything? She asked.

- How are you humiliated? Yes.
“It's just a game,” she said.
- That too - the guy answered
- Nobody beat me like that yet - the girl said.
- This is part of the game - the guy explained - It was necessary to break you ....