Grey to the third
The story starts when Anna(I like this spelling)is 16. An Christian is 21 head toward 22, emotional immature, and not super Dom;just a Multi-millionaire, and on Sub 1. Their is no Welch,Taylor, or Gail, or Escala. Elena always sound to designer, to Europe, So i prefer Elaine(more Kansas fake, gold digger.)The crucible is can you redeem yourself from a horrific event.
Chp1
apov: The party was loud and out of control. For sixteen-year-old girl from Montesano this was misery. This was supposed to be a sleepover, her friend from Portland high school, Amber Langley, one of the rich kids, had invited her. But the parents had left and the boys and alcohol had arrived. Something was off, and Anna listen to Ray advice, "if it don't feel right, it isn't right, leave! Peer pressure be dammed walk away Annie". So Anna quietly slipping outside. Now what? She remembered passing a strip mall on the way here. They would have a phone and she could call Ray. She started walking.
Cpov: I have had enough of Elaine and everything. I broke off are relationship. She threatens and yelled, but she impotent. I already stole the tapes and pics of me, us in the Various dungeon and clubs of are BDSM lifestyle. I just made 60 million dollars this morning and everything in going my way. "shit my car is dead. I start to walk too my parents place, its empty. Everyone in San Diego for a vacation, Mom is doing a medical conference there.
Three blocks later, three shadows tackle me and start to beat me. I move and protect as best I can, the odds are against me. Then like a wind, its one-on-one. I beat him down and see the other two rolling on the ground holding their crotches, crying and vomiting. A small well-proportioned brown hair girl with blue eyes smirks at me. Elaine is running a scene on me, my savior is the perfect sub, a copy of my mother the crack whore, the kind I beat in my playroom. I grab her hand and drag her home.
apov: I been walking for at least an hour, must have taken a wrong turn. I hear a fight ahead. I see three boys beat on a fourth. I move quietly and kick with all my mite the family jewels of boy one. I turn quickly to boy number two and unleash the little knowledge I acquire in gym on the sport of soccer or maybe kickball. I land on my butt, but boy two is rolling on the ground. I see the victim get the upper hand as I get to my feet. I look up into piercing grey eyes and copper hair, tall maybe 6' 2" maybe 6'4". He seems angry, mad, well he did just get jumped by three boys. He grabs my hand and leads me down the dark streets, the touch is electric and over loads me.
Cpov: Good, the house is empty. I will get this sub to confess and then turn on Elaine. I turn her around, her back to my front, and take her in the great room. I quickly tie her arms and gag her, then sitting spank her hard 12 times. She shakes and screams and cries, good, now she'll give me answers. I push her onto the couch and pull down her jeans and rip her panties. I am overcome with need, lust and adrenaline from the fight and spanking has pushed me to the peak and I drive in and out and on the fifth stroke my mind catches up with my body, VIRGIN! VIRGIN! She a virgin, how could Elaine do this. I still. I try to get the words out. Shit she rocking into me, push me, fucking me. The mind goes blank. I fuck her hard and dominate her whole being.
apov: He turns me around I see the water and suddenly he's tying my hands and gagging me. I don't feel threaten or panic, I'm not sure what I feel. Spread me over his lap. Then a spanking, what? Ouch that hurts, stop stop! I scream but the gag mumbles my words and I scream and cry and curse. It's stopped thank god, what no my jeans. My panties. My, no stop ugh ouch and pain and then the rush, the feel the rising, building emotions and feeling, he stopped, no keep going. I start to move and push into him and then he's moving hard and deep o'god so deep the orgasm explode with each slam of him into me. The world stops and we collapse on to the floor. Laying there for how long I don't know, my hands released and gag throw across the room. We lay my head on his chest my hand curled in his chest hair. Our labored breath the only sound.
cpov: What the hell have I done. I just raped a girl, in my parent living room. A girl who saved my ass from three assholes who jumped me. I try to speak but the calm, sensual strokes of her hands along my chest and neck have sent me places I've never been. I could lay forever in her embrace. I zone out. As the world starts turning I realize she been touching my chest and there is no pain. No panic. I kiss her hair, smell of vanilla and jasmine. My hands have been exploring and caressing her body. She rolls into me and slide up my body, laying kisses and touches till her mouth is claiming me. I harden and roll her to her back. Round two.
I'm not sure what round, we final made into a bed I think four or six maybe. Her name in Anna. I'm not sure of anything else. She is a tigress for her first time. I look up the sun is high in the sky. I look over she gone. NO! I search the house, nothing. No note, no clue other than her torn panties, a bloody throw blanket and my back covered in nail scratches.
apov: The sun peaks thru the window panes and I know I must leave. What started out as rape turned into wanton lust on my part. I'm confused and scared. What will the sun bring? I dress and steal a pair of brief from his drawer, payback for my panties. I walk out the gate and ask a maid walking to work for direction. I dread him waking and chasing me down. How can I hate him? After the second or even first time I was so in to him. Memories of my mouth on his lips, his body, his happy guy; him full in my mouth, my nose tickle his hair, the eyes alight and smoldering has I held eye contact as he buckled and collapsed from my first blowjob. His mouth on me, riding me into the night and oblivion, that wicked tongue and talent. I make the mall and find a phone, Ray on his way. My last thought of this weekend is wash away by a sexy little sports coupe, red that pass us on the way out of the mall.
cpov: After fruitless searching the house. I grab Mia little red sports car key and start searching the neighborhood. I slowly cruise thru the strip mall. But she gone. The emotions and feeling overwhelm me. Returning to my parents' house. I clean up. Keeping her panties, the smell of her. I sit on the floor and cry till dawn breaks and my mother stands looking down at me. I start to leave, she touch's my arm. I can't go on. I grab her and hug her and the tears fall like rain. She takes me to the couch. The couch Anna and I made love on, I raped her on, we laughed and kissed on. Confess to my sweet mother that I'm a rapist, I sadist, I'm fifty shade of fuck up-ness. I don't know how. How can I hurt her more? "mom I'm sorry, don't hate me. I've done bad things. I met a girl, I did bad thing to her, she left me. Please don't hate me?" "Christian what have you done? Who is this girl? You have to make it right!" "I don't know her mom. Just her first name Anna. We did_. We made_. I can't talk about it. I want her back. I don't know how to go on without her." Hugging her till sleep takes me. I awake in my bed, the bed we made love on, the room, my room, where she licked and tickle my chest. Where she held me tight and worshiped me, with kisses and prose.
apov: Two month later Portland. I cried all night. Worried all day and now must face the problem head on. I must tell my daddy that I'm pregnant and sixteen, and scared to death. "dad we need to talk, please sit down." He stares and sits and worried his hands. Looking up with fear and loathing in his eyes "daddy I'm pregnant." The fear and loathing disappears and he stand and hugs me. "Annie it'll be alright, I thought you were gone leave me." "O'daddy I thought you would kick me out or sent me to mom's" we talk and cry. I don't know the fathers name, or how I'll contact him or how tell him how we met. How do you tell your father that the man that raped you, loved you and you fell hopelessly in love with, all in one night? Is the sire of your grandchild?
A month later I have my first ultrasound. My problem just got worse. I'm sixteen, super nerd in high school and three months pregnant. We just moved from Portland back to Montesano. I am now the pregnant girl in class, and every boys thinks I'm a slut. I've only been with Chris. Amber is mad I left the party, she acts like I cost her money or something, she gone out of her way to unfriend me and makes me the butt of all her hatred. Glad we moved before I real started to show.
The music and festive light and moods of the holiday season. Bright lights and Christmas cheer have pushed me into labor. At three am Christmas day I give birth. I'm not sure how I will go on but I will. My babies need me.
