Grey's Point.

Chapter one.

Rating M.

By: Miss Dee88

Christian's POV. This take place at no particular time. Just happens. Still staying true to the books. Enjoy.

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It's late when I finally get home from NY, damn rain; I hate being delayed, more so when I know my beautiful Anastasia is waiting for me at home. It is Friday so Mrs. Jones would have left at 5pm. Ana would have got home at 6pm, I hope, I hate it when she goes out for drinks after, even if she has sawyer with her.
"Anything else tonight. Sir?" Taylor asks me that same look of 'please no, I am wreaked'
"no, nothing else tonight." He turns on his heels and walks off. I call out to him. "Oh I'm not going for my run in the morning. And we are not planning on going anywhere till after 5pm."
he just smiles. But I know he is on his knees thanking me.

I drop my jacket on the floor, slipping my shoes off as I go.

Only the over heads are on in the kitchen, I drop my blackberry on the breakfast bar. The fire is burning low. The room is warm. Cosy even. The light is on in the TV room. I walk over expecting to find Ana in there. No. I pad upstairs, she is not in bed, I look in the bathroom, nothing. I kinda start to panic a little. I am starting to think she has gone out again without permission. Not that she needs it, but I hate it, really hate it when I don't know where she is.

I pad around the hall to my study, empty. Guest room empty. I am really starting to worry. 5 more other rooms and I still can't find her.

I pass the playroom; I can see the light flicker from under the door. I open the door slowly, there is she is on the floor, on her knees, wearing only panties, hands on her knees. Her hair out, long brown waves frame her face that stares at the floor. I swallow hard. Fuck that is delightful sight. I walk over closing the door behind me. My hand sweeps over her hair. Twirling it in my fingers. I can already feel my erection coming to life. Oh my. She looks ups at me, those big blue eyes.

"I await your instructions." There is a pause. "Sir" she adds, that does it I have to take these pants off now. I braid her hair, savouring the feeling of it, silk.

"Stay."

"Yes, sir"

I leave the room practically running to my room to get my jeans; I cannot play without my jeans.

I return she is still on her knees, eyes down. Damn that girl is so fuck-able right now.
I stand in front of her, racking my mind what I am going to do to her, the cross. The bench. The bed. Mmm.

I walk over to the chest. Opening the top draw I pull out the leather cuffs. Sitting them on top. I pounder over what I say use on her firm ass. I run my fingers over my flogger, whip, my hand stops on the cane, oh how I miss using this, but she said no. I glance back her, she quickly looks back down. I sigh, picking up the crop she said she loves.

I walk back over to her. I cuff her wrists.

"That feel ok?"

"Yes" I tug the chain on the cuff. "Sorry, yes sir"
"stand up." She staggers to her feet, I note the red welts on her knees, god how long has she been there. That's my girl.

I pull on the cuffs, she walks slow, stiff from being on her knees for god knows how long.
I pull her arms up linking them to my grid. She has to stand on her toes, making her legs lengthen, pulling her ass tight. Damn that is hot.

"Eyes closed" she closes her eyes. I can't do this if she can see me, because even though she knows not to look at me she glance here and there and it really puts me off my game.

I run my hands down her arms, gripping her chin, I pull her face towards mine, kissing her deep and hard. She takes a sharp breath in. I move my hand down to her perky breasts. Thumbing the nipple of the left. I flick it hard, causing her flinch, I thumb the right one, making it rock hard, I flick that one too, she doesn't flinch as much knowing it was going to happen. My hand travels down her firm stomach. I can feel her breathing, fast her now. Yes this does have an effect on her. I walk behind her my hand firm on her small abs. I press my hips into her back.

"mmm. Please" she begs me.

"Hush" I swat her inner thigh. Her leg pulling away.

"How was your day?" the expression on her face, as if to say 'are you kidding me..."
"it was busy. Long." I swat her other thigh.

"Sorry. Sir." That's better.

"What is the safe word Anastasia?"

"Red... sir" she pauses testing the length of time before I swat her.

Well my dear pause again and you will know about it.

I walk back around to her front not taking my hand off her. I reach down cupping her vagina. Damn she is soaking wet, her panties are so wet. I slip my finger in the side. Running one finger along her clit. Just enough to tease her.

"Please, please." She begs again. "Hush" I swat twice one on each thigh. She swings back. I drop the crop to the floor and fall down with it, kneeing in front of her. I pull her pale blue panties off. I toss them away, after a quick smell. Holy fuck she smells good. I lean forward, taking a quick lick.

"Mmm..." she moans, deep. I swat her wet, swallow lips. "Hush" she starts to squirm, craving my touch, wanting to cum.

She pushes her hips towards me.

"In due time, darling" her eyes still closed but narrowing. Forming that cute V on her fore head. I stand, walking behind her not touching her; I can see she is searching for me, trying to work out my next move. I wait for her to still. And swat her ass hard. She cries out.

"Silence!" I demand, right I need this now. I take a deep breath, I don't want to her hurt her, but I want to flog the crap out her. Remembering this morning she left without eating.

I swat her harder this.

"That is for skipping breakfast this morning." I swat her again, a red welt forming. I rub her ass check.

"Are you going to miss breakfast again?"

"No." I count 1...2...3, no sir I swat her again.

"No what?" I hover the crop over her other check. "No sir." She whimpers.

I lift the crop from her check. Then swat it back down. 5 more times, harder each time. Her ass is very red now. Almost the colour of the walls.

I swing her around. Grabbing her hard. I suck the left nipple with all my might. She bites her lip. Trying very hard to hold the moan back, it doesn't work. I swat her breast. I take the right breast again sucking with all my might, she bites her lip again. This time successfully holding in the moan, I bite her nipple. She take a sharp deep breath in.

I stand leaving her hanging there. I walk over to the chest fishing out the wand. As soon as she hears the sound she knows what is coming. Her body tenses. Knowing what I am going to do to her. I place the head of the wand hard on her sex, pushing. Her legs start to shake, I take the wand away.

"No... Please." I don't reply I just push the wand back harder. In half the time her legs start to shake again. I take it away. "Christen... sir, please" after around 20 secs I push back again, she is now dripping wet. The head of the wand is so wet; it shines in the dull light.
I push back again, moving it around, her breathing increasing. Her legs shaking.

"Please can I cum? Please sir." I smile. I press myself against her. Whisper in her ear. "Cum hard, cum for baby." She lets go and Cumming hard screaming my name. Thank god this room is sound proof. I remove the wand, her whole body shaking. I push the wand back on her swallow clit. Making her cum again. She screams my name again, her legs turning into jell-O; she is hanging by her wrists.

"Open your eyes." She opens them wide looking straight at me. I wrap my arm around her wrist, un-hooking her from the grid with the other, her hands still bound.
I carry her, almost dragging her feet on the wooden floor. I lay her on the cool satin sheet. She doesn't move, laying almost breathless. Her arms above her head. I unzip my jeans, letting them fall to the floor, I step out of them. I push her legs up. She is spent; I drag her along the bed.

"My turn." I slam my hard cock into her wet, swollen pussy. She hisses. Just like the 1st time we fucked, like she does every time I enter her world. I rock back and forward. Hard, fast. Her back arches, she is going to cum again, I grip her hips, digging my fingers into her, fuck this feels so good. I feel her walls pulsing on my cock. She screams my name for the 3rd time tonight; I have no plans on stopping any time soon.

I slam harder, she is shaking. Gripping the sheets.

"Please, stop, christen, please" I hear her begs but no I'm not done yet. Plus 'stop' means nothing to me. If she really didn't wanted it to stop she can always safe word me.

"Cum again, cum for me." She cams hard again, I slam 4 more times then Cumming myself spilling into her. Holy fuck that feels so good, this is where I want to be.

I lay on top of her, uncuffing her hands, she doesn't notice, she can't move. I can't move. I am still inside her. I slowly move out of her.

"Ahhg..." she shifts under me.

"You ok?"

"Mmmhm" is all she can get out. I smile, my work here is done.

I lay next to her, our breathing back to normal. My daring Anastasia has fallen asleep. I wrap her up in the sheet and carry her to our bed. She doesn't wake when I set her down. I kiss her hair. I undo the band and run my fingers undoing the braid. I could play with her hair for hours. I hope she lets me one day.

I walk out to the kitchen, to grab her some OJ, god she will needed, and her fav post red room drink.

I glance at the clock shit it is 1am. I walk back upstairs, put the glass of OJ on the side table and climb in next to her. She rolls over, hugging into me. I kiss her hair and close my eyes. Fuck, we have to go to mums to tomorrow night; all I want to do is fuck this girl into oblivion.

I lay awake for maybe an hour more, just watching her. She is so beautiful when she sleeps; she is beautiful all the time. I love sleeping next to this woman, no more night mares, I sleep very well. I hope this feeling last forever. I could not imagine being without this girl again. It almost killed me last time. Yes, something I never want to go through again. I run my finger softly though her hair, so soft, not like the crack whores, hers was dirty and messy. I lay down and drift off to sleep.