(Warning bad language scenes of a graphic nature and i don't own any of the characters)

She wasn't sure who she was any more.

She used to be Anastasia Steele, she had friends and a crappy job and a crappy car that she loved.

Now she was Mrs Grey, CEO and the top of every fortune 500 list. She was rich and people literally shuddered in fear as she walked in to the board room.

She had earned none or it.

In the work place she was seen as this dominant and powerful woman, of course his family knew the truth she was none of those things.

By day she'd intimidate every silly little girl to walk in to one of their many offices with hopes and dreams of being a success. By night she'd let a man tie her up and beat her ass black and blue. Some times she couldn't even sit down the next day due to how hard he'd hit her or one of the many interesting toys he had used.

See no one needed to know that nothing got her more excited than being used for his pleasure.

They didn't need to know that when Mr Grey called a private business meeting for the two of them that she would be on all fours on the board room table.

She hadn't started out this way, actually attempting to scare the shit out of her staff but she was paranoid. Paranoid that if they knew they wouldn't respect her. He'd watch her put them down and sometimes even make them cry.

Then he'd go home and whisper ever so softly in her ear "What did I say about being nice, Miss Steele? Go fetch my belt" and then she would feel the fear and excitement as it coursed through her body straight between her thighs leaving her wet and wanting him desperately.

He'd warn her to walk as she made an excited little run for the stairs.

She'd try to control her pace while her stomach was doing back flips.

She would present him with it and he would run his hands slowly across the leather.

Ana's legs would go weak at this point as he'd lead her to the play room.

He would tell her how to stand and she would hold her arms out. He would grab her hips and run his hands slowly up towards her breasts caressing them lovingly before letting her go and snapping the straps tightly around her wrist. It hurt but she couldn't wait.

He'd strap her other hand firmly and then pull her legs apart. Ana wanted him to touch her where she needed him most, she was so wet and throbbing so much it was almost painful. He'd tie the straps around each ankle slowly. Making her wait.

Then he'd stand behind her so she could feel his warm breath on her ear and then he'd grab her by the hair and pull her head back hard.

"Tell me you're sorry for being such a bad girl" he'd tell her his voice vicious but some how soothing after so many times in their little dungeon.

"I'm sorry I've been such a bad girl" she would whisper.

Then he'd hit her and make her count and it was the most excruciating pleasure she had ever known. She wanted him inside her. She didn't know who she was any more but she knew she was completely his. The blows would rain down on her until she didn't think she could bare any more.

Then like a lover he would be behind her gently caressing her red and very painful ass.

Then he would slide inside her, she would already be so wet and ready for him and whisper in her ear, "You're my bad girl remember that"

"All yours" she'd scream as he'd push himself deep inside her. She'd push herself back against him, matching him thrust for thrust. Seconds away from complete oblivion.

And he'd smile because he knew it was always going to be true as he fucked her harder.