Ballet was the world for Nikolai Nikolayvich. He had studied at the prestigious Russian Imperial Ballet Academy in Moscow and had gone on to dance for several years with the Bolshoi. Although he had never achieved the status of a principal or soloist, he was well regarded as a member of the Corps de Ballet for his grace.
Like many a dancer, his on-stage career had been cut short by stress fractures and tendinitis. But he was smart and organized and had been picked to stay with the Bolshoi as a coach and had risen to be assistant artistic director. In the Soviet era, the Bolshoi was well supported and political interference was minimal as ballet was considered a Russian national treasure. But that had changed with the fall of communism. The oligarchs who, in Nikolai's opinion, had stolen billions of national assets, were less concerned with tradition. Too many times, Nikolai had been pressured to hire a son or daughter of one of these awful men.
After one too many of these incidents, Nikolai emigrated to America and settled in Boston where his talents were recognized by the Boston Ballet. After several years, he was named to the highest post, Artistic Director in charge of all dance.
But the job was not without its challenges. There was once a time in America when Baryshnikov and Nureyev were household names. But no longer. The ballet was not as well supported as it had been in the past, and raising the enormous amounts of money to fund even one of the country's premiere ballet companies with 64 dancers was getting even more difficult. And now Nikolai faced the part of the job he hated most - making staff cuts.
He reviewed his list once again. He had to cut one principal., two soloists and four from the Corps de Ballet. The male dancers tried to be stoic, but the ballerinas tended to break down and cry. He completely understood as these young women had dreamed of being ballerinas since they were three or four years old. And now, each of the members of the company who were to be let go came one by one to his office.
A knock came on the door and in walked Natalie, a young woman of 28 with a small frame and beautiful long brown hair. She glanced around nervously as she sat down and could barely look Nikolai in the eyes.
"I'm so sorry Natalie. You are a talented dancer and deserve your place in the company. But I'm forced to make cuts and I'm afraid I can no longer offer you a place here." Nikolai said with compassion.
Natalie didn't answer as she had her pretty face in her hands and was sobbing softly. Nikolai wanted to go over and put a strong arm around her shoulders and console her, but he knew it was best not to do that.
"Please, please, Nikolai. This is my life. Please don't make me go," she pleaded.
"Natalie, I'm so sorry, but you need to be realistic. You'll be 29 next month and you've had a good run at the highest levels of ballet. I'm sure there are other companies - not as prestigious as Boston of course - which could use your talents."
Natalie kept sobbing.
"I'll keep you in mind for some of the bigger shows. Maybe we'll have a temporary position for you at Nutcracker time," Nikolai said in an effort to make her stop crying.
"Look Natalie. You have to go down the hall to HR and they'll let you know what you need to do."
But Natalie just sat there sobbing.
Nikolai shook his head and turned back to his desk and waited for the sound of Natalie walking out and shutting the door. But there was no such sound. He decided to just ignore her now and wait for her to leave.
After a few more minutes, Nikolai suddenly felt soft hands on his shoulders and Natalie leaning in to kiss his neck over and over.
"Natalie, please, you're not trying to seduce me, are you? I can assure you that won't make me change my mind," Nikolai told her matter of factly.
"I will do anything for you Nikolai Nikolayvich," Natalie pleaded as she moved around to face him and take his head in her hands and kiss his neck, his eyes, his lips tenderly and sweetly.
"You are a sweet and attractive young woman, Natalie, but this won't work," he said firmly.
"And you are such a kind and handsome man, Nikolai. I have wanted to do this for years."
Natalie now she sat in Nikolai's lap straddling his legs and began to unbutton his shirt and kiss his chest. When she licked a nipple, Nikolai's cock stiffened and Natalie smiled. She went to his other nipple and licked and sucked gently at first.
Having his nipples sucked was a huge sexual trigger for Nikolai and he couldn't help himself and he pulled her head closer and breathed,
"Harder..."
Natalie complied and soon Nikolai was squirming in the chair as Natalie devoured his nipples.
Soon his shirt was completely unbuttoned and Natalie started working on unbuckling his belt, unclasping his trousers and pulling down his zipper as she attacked his face and lips kissing him fully and passionately.
Nikolai was too far gone now and returned her kisses just as passionately before Natalie broke off and stood before him and slowly undressed keeping her eyes locked on his. When she had her bra off and saw he was staring greedily at her perfect little breasts, she approached again and thrust a breast into his mouth which he sucked ravenously. Breaking off again, Natalie tugged and let her pretty little panties drop to the floor and stepped out of them.
She was now completely naked and although Nikolai had a good idea of what she would look like nude, he couldn't help but stare at her perfect little body and her sweet shaved pussy. Natalie caught his look and dropped her right hand to her pussy and began to rub it and writhe. Nikolai continued to stare greedily as she lifted one foot and place it on the chair revealing even more of her cunt. Now she rubbed her fingers over her clit and Nikolai could see her pussy lips open as Natalie moaned in pleasure. She inserted one and then two fingers in his pussy and finger fucked herself until she pulled her wet fingers out and offered them to Nikolai to suck - which of course he did.
She now dropped to her knees and pushed his knees apart and pulled down his pants as Niklolai's rock hard cock jumped out.
Natalie wasted no time in engulfing his cock in her warm wet mouth and pumping her mouth down and up again and again. Nikolai now had his hands on her head and guided her movements and occasionally held her head down on his cock as he ground it in her mouth.
Nikolai could feel an ejaculation building up in his balls, so he needed to slow this down. He pulled Natalie's head off of his cock and pulled her to her feet and onto his lap.
"What have the other girls told you about me?" he asked.
Natalie surveyed Nikolai's face wondering how much she could tell him.
"Well...I've heard rumors..."
"Yes, Natalie, and what are the rumors about me?"
"They say you can be a bit rough..." Natalie said hesitantly.
"A bit rough!" Nikolai almost laughed.
"Yes, I can be a bit rough. But Natalie, I can also be a bit cruel, just so you understand." And Nikolai punctuated his statement with a slap across Natalie's pretty face.
Natalie's head snapped to one side and then she slowly turned to face Nikolai and said,
"Harder."
"Yes, my pretty little ballerina." and Nikolai slapped her face harder. As she turned back to face him, Nikolai took her face in his hands and gently caressed her cheeks before pulling her in for a long soulful kiss.
