Over the next few weeks Robert and Natasha became closer. She was becoming more relaxed in her new home. Robert's work kept him busy part of the time and Natasha took the opportunity to explore her new surroundings. She would walk about the city.

Robert was called away and had to leave his beloved Natasha for a few days. She assured him she would be all right and would see him upon his return. Robert reluctantly left. He returned three days later.

He hurried into the house and called for Natasha. She did not answer so he looked about the house and discovered she was not there. Assuming she was wandering about the town, he settled down to do some work. As nightfall came, Natasha did not return. Robert was concerned.

The days dragged on and still no word from Natasha. Robert went into a state of depression. Had something happened to her? He took to the streets looking for her but found no sign of his partner. Robert sensed something was wrong but had no idea what or where. He tried to concentrate on his work but his mind constantly wandered to Natasha.

The days stretched into a week. He had given up hope of ever seeing her when he heard the door open. It was Natasha. He rushed to her and went to hug her. She backed away. "What is wrong? Are you all right?" he asked.

"No," she answered. "Please don't ask me about it."

Robert could see Natasha was upset but showed no visible injuries. He tried to respect her wishes and talked of other things but, sensing a problem, pressed the girl. She finally confessed to finding a lover. She seemed ashamed. Robert knew he had no hold over the teen. She was free to do as she pleased. He tried to console her. She said she was tired and asked to be allowed to sleep. Robert agreed.

Robert went into his room and went to bed. His mind was spinning about the bad experience Natasha had. Rage filled him. He wanted to make the boy pay for accosting his lover but he had nothing to identify him. As he finally got his temper under control, Natasha entered his room. She said nothing but slipped into his bed. They kissed passionately.

The torment from the past week disappeared as Robert embraced Natasha. Once more, she was his. He rolled her onto her back and sank his manhood into her. She gasped as she was impaled. The lovers started to slowly rock.

Suddenly a fire started within Robert like no other he had ever felt. Normally he was in control of his emotions but desire burned within him. With lust in his eyes, he started plummeting the young girl beneath him with a fury. She too started to burn. Each thrust of his hips buried her ass into the mattress. His breathing quickened. She started to cry out with each jab which only fueled Robert's desire more.

Sweat poured from his forehead. His lips mashed against hers as his tongue probed almost into her throat. She broke the kiss and screamed as orgasmic pleasure enveloped her. Robert was like an animal as he continued to fuck Natasha's tender pussy.

Natasha grunted as the stallion above her jammed his cock deeply into her belly. Never had she been fucked with such savagery. Her head slammed from side to side as one orgasm grew into another. She was ready to pass out when Robert let out a loud groan as he pushed deeper into her than she thought possible. She felt his seed spray into her belly. He held his breath as orgasm racked his body.

Their session over, the two fell apart and collapsed onto the bed. After a few moments of recovery, Natasha spoke. "Tie me to your bed so I may never leave."

"No," Robert answered. As much as he wanted this girl, he did not wish to hold her. "You are free to do as you wish. You are free to go or free to stay."

"Please," she begged. "I want to be owned!"

"I will not own you. Others have tried, I know. I wish you to be free. It is the only way I can accept you," Robert explained.

"But I don't want to disappoint you. I'm afraid I will hurt you," Natasha continued.

"The only way you will hurt me is to leave me completely," Robert stated. As the statement left his lips, he noticed Natasha was crying. "Do I make you sad?" he asked.

"I don't know what to feel," she sobbed. "Please let me leave. We will talk in the morning."

"Very well," Robert sadly agreed to her wish. Natasha left the room.

 The next morning when Robert awoke, he looked for Natasha. She was nowhere to be found. Thinking that perhaps she had taken a walk, he settled into his normal routine. By nightfall she hadn't returned.

Once again the days dragged on. Had something happened to Natasha? Had she gone back to her other lover? Did he frighten her with his passion? Robert could only wonder and hope the girl who had reignited his life would return.