Seattle
November 1
I look up my mother is walking into the office, she looks pissed. I wonder about what. She walks in, around my desk till she's nose to nose with me. "Christian Trevelyan Grey" shit I'm in big trouble as the three-name rule implies.
"yes, mother?" I try to back away, and placate her. She follows me till my chair hit the cabinet behind me. She stares, unwavering.
"I received yours RSVP for Cousin Bob's wedding"
"Good, I have work to do, I'll sent a "
"You are going, it's a family event, your family. My son. You're going walking on your feet, or carried by Elliot and Carrick. But you are going!" she tells me.
"Come on Grace. It's his third wedding? What's he doing marring at his age?"
"I'm ashamed of you. His first two wives died; Lisa in child birth with their stillborn daughter Katerina Anna, and Pat five years ago from that drunk driver. Liz is a beautiful woman, they are happy. They decided to marry and that's that" I stutter trying to think of an answer, and escape.
"Cousin Bob didn't think anything of helping you get a qualified CPA or help you with your taxes that first year?" shit, she's got me. I try to convince her but it's no use.
"OK, I'll go, but a whole week in Disneyland? Couldn't they pick something closer, less campy? "
"Christian, it's were they met. Bob was taking a group from Coping Together and Liz was taking her gradating Special needs class to Disneyland. They met and fell in love. It's romantic. The wedding at the Disneyland hotel will be special and unique." she kisses my cheek and leaves. I don't get the whole romantic thing. I am a DOM, have been for two whole years. After she leaves I call Eliana, we'd planned a training session that week.
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"Christian, call her back and say no. I have plans for you that week."
"I can't. I tried. So, we'll just reschedule to another time."
"No, you will obey me, this fantasy of being a Dominate is over. You can never be and never will be a dominate. Your just not capable of it. I expect you on your knees tonight at 6pm in my playroom. DO YOU UNDERSTAND CHRISTIAN!" I stare at the phone, she lost her frigging mind. I'm never going back to being a submissive.
"NO. I am a Dominate. Not your pet, your toy"
"I loaned you the money to start your precious company, I endured a beating from Linc for you. Now, you're going to dump me. I MADE YOU WHO YOU ARE!"
"Eliana, I paid your loan back with interest. I appreciate the pain, and sacrifices our relationship caused you with Linc. But I am not your pet, your submissive anymore, not for two years." I rake my hair, I look at this for the first time as business takeover, I don't like the places my mind is going.
"YOU WILL BE IN THE PLAY ROOM AT 6 PM OR I WILL GIVE YOUR PRECIOUS MOTHER THE PHOTOS AND TAPES. See reason Christian, how will your company survive when the news gets out you're a sadist," she wants to play hard ball, well she in the shit now.
"What videos and photos? the one in the playroom safe?"
"You took them, well I have copies in my bank safe deposit." She challenges, I can hear the fear and worry.
"Eliana, you haven't had a bank box since you married Linc. But you DID have copies. In your bedroom safe, and the one in the garden shed. So don't try a bluff me! bitch! We are thru and you stay away from my family. I suggest you move out of state. Because I took all the files, my lawyers will turn them over to the Fed task force on child molester by tomorrow noon." I hang up and sweat the consequence of my actions.
I call Fred, my IT guy and have her removed and blackballed from the company. Tell the lawyers to open and forward the files to the best law enforcement option, keeping my name out of it. Lastly arrange a locksmith to change all the locks here and at my condo in Capital Hill. I work till five, leaving to meet the locksmith.
I sit in the corner of my condo, alone in the dark. Shaking and crying; lost inside the uncertain world. I have just unleashed. What will happen if my family finds out. How will I deal with their rejection? I hold the scrap of blue blanket, Grace's saved all those years ago. My blanket, my friend. I wail and cry for my mother to save me, Ella and Grace. Letting the pure tears of pain and horror leave me for the first time since her death. I am afraid of tomorrow. Can I be a DOM? Can I do this without support? Lonely for the first time in my life, truly alone. The dark thoughts chase me in the ink black night. Near dawn, I run and run till I collapse in Discovery park.
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Tomorrow I'm flying to frigging LA for cousin Bob's wedding at Disneyland. I've spent the last two weeks cruising the BDSM clubs in Seattle and Tacoma. What a frigging mess. As soon as I said Eliana name. they tried to kick me out. She'd been blacklisted for ten years, from every club it seems on the west coast. After some tense arguments and fists. I get to stay
Eliana brand of BDSM is shallow, self-serving and considered by most to be illegal. I never knew I could safe word, could predefine limits. That consent and respect were requirements to the lifestyle. I haven't found a DOM willing to train me, without serving a two year as a sub to correct all the screwed-up shit Eliana taught me. I frigging refuse. I am not a submissive any more.
None of the sub's want to play with me. I'll have to use a matchmaker. Maybe just be celibate for a year concentrate on my baby: GEH.
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The Parents pick me up at the office around 10am. We ride to Sea-Tac; Were MOM confiscates my phone and laptop. Handing them to Jack the driver to put back at Grey Manor. I argue, but mom is not budging. The flight down between Elliot and Mia with movie being "THE FORTY-YEAR-OLD VIRGIN" was torture. I had to endure tease about my lack of sex. Frigging hell if they only knew. Right now, I feel like a virgin, trapped in a metal box with everyone screaming for me to get laid. The stewardesses are nice, but fear of STD's and law suits leave me cold and alone.
Arriving at the hotel, I head to my room and call Fred to airmail me a new laptop. He refuses saying Dr. Trevelyan threatened him and the staff to leave me alone. No electronics. Or she'd geld and neuter them. Shit mom is really pushing my buttons. But she's my mom, I love her, but this is getting out of hand. She practical threw woman at me on the plane, in lines, hell she even tried both hotel desk clerks. One male and the other a tie-dyed hair teenager with acme so bad, I swear I washed my hands after she handed me my key-card.
I'm in the Big Thunder Suite, because of my nightmares. We're all in the Adventure tower, near the park, on the 11th floor. The parents with Mia are in the Mickey Mouse Penthouse, with Elliot in club level room down the hall, which he insisted on. So, his hookup didn't disturb the adults. Cousin Bob and bride are in Fairy Tale Suite, with the wedding in the Sleeping Beauty Pavilion. His step son, the foot doctor, and family in the Adventureland Suite.
Uncle Bob, Grace's brother the dentist, and family are in club-level rooms on the ninth floor. Several cousins and friends are scattered about the other towers.
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The family wants to start the park tonight, I just want to crawl into a corner a sulk. But I'm dragged along. We eat in the downtown Disney Rainforest café. The food is cheap, tasteless with the atmosphere campy with real rain-forest animal sound. I swear a cheetah screams in my ear every five frigging minutes. Then we walk into the park. Elliot and Mia escape with dad. Leaving me with Grace, o'joy.
The first stop is the Mad Hatter, where she gets me a Mickey Mouse Hat with my name on it. She gets everyone one with their name on them. We walk up main street to the Main Street Cinema. We sit and watch cartoons. She holds my hand and lays her head on my shoulder. I feel safe and happy, like when I was a kid. Hours have passed with us watching the same cartoons. I laugh for first time in years. We meander thru Adventure Land to New Orleans Square to the Blue Bayou restaurant.
After dinner, we retreat to Main Street and watch the nightly parade. Heading back to the hotel, I feel lost and alone, despite my family. I trail behind them a usual. Elliot already has a date tonight at a nearby bar. Mia is planning a character breakfast tomorrow. Dad and mom are kissing and acting like teenagers. Me I just walk behind, kicking imaginary stones out of the path.
I plan on sneaking to the business center in the Disneyland Exhibits Hall next to Fantasy Tower, the north tower with the front desk, get some work done. I already have a remote VPN login setup. I just need some alone time and a computer.
I change into jogging cloths and head out around the southern Frontier Tower past the Rose Court Garden, working thru the Magic Kingdom Lawn past the Monorail Pool with it slides. I wonder what it would be like to ride them, I haven't since an incident when I was nine.
I'm nearing some building to the left. It's late. I hear yelling and scream. I turn left and run behind the sign proclaiming Guest Laundry. A guy is down on the ground holding his balls, spitting teeth. The girl, maybe fourteen in a ripped shirt and torn skirt.
Shaking, I touch her arm. She launches into me, crying and holding me tight. I'm so shocked at the emotions; I don't feel any pain. Just a need to protect and help this girl. She lifts her head, I stare into blue orbs too big for her face. I kiss her, I don't know or understand why. Just I need too. Want too, she returns my kiss. I carry her to bench between the water slides and the Frontier Lawn.
She cries for a long time, I think, no one comes by. I hold her kissing her hair. She is doing things to me, no one ever has. Slowly she moves to my neck and mouth. The pleasure unleashed by her in me. the world must be shake apart. As my past, present and future cascade out of control.
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She stops and cuddle into my chest. Grabbing the hoodie with white knuckles. "I'm Anna."
I blink at her hair. Lost in thought. "Christian?" I sputter. She giggles.
"I'm sorry, about everything. He attacked me, I was scared. I just got out of control. SHIT! My stuff." She shakes and panics.
"Was it in the laundry?" I ask, she shake her head no.
"He, I mean they hired me to be their daughter's Nanny during their trip here. We just arrive a few hours ago, I had to wash her cloths, she had an accident at dinner." She rambles. I tilt her head and kiss her lips. Sweet, soft perfect.
"Your stuff in their room?" she nods yes.
I stand, strip off the hoodie, revealing my black t-shirt. I pull the hoodie over her. Straight her long, soft brown hair. I caress her cheek, letting the feel and emotions ride me to calm, thoughtful peace. She fixes her skirt the best she can. She leads me into the Frontier Tower, to a room facing south into the parking. She tries her keycard, it works. The room is tidy and neat, with a connecting door to the next room. We hear a Disney movies on. She quickly gets her stuff. I peek into the other room thru the not close door; the asshole guy is laying with ice packs on his balls and face. in his wife's arm. The girl asleep. Anna touches my back. I take her hand and open the connecting door.
They are startled, afraid, good. "I think first thing tomorrow morning you go home, eat the expense of this failure. Otherwise we, pointing to the two of us, will be back with the police. An I have the means and the will to see you in jail for a long fucking time." We turn and leave. I take her thru the Rose Court Garden to Adventure tower and my suite. It has two rooms, so she can have her own. I smile at her. "Take a shower or bath, relax. I'll order room service. What do you want?"
She smiles at me, hugs me, kissing my lips. "Turkey club with slaw and a pickle" an unusual order I raise my eye brow. She looks down and whispers "it one of my comfort foods when upset." I tilt her head up a fleeting kiss to her sweet lips. "please relax, you are safe with me here. Go soak in the bath" I turn her swatting her ass, she yelps and squeals right to my dick. Smirking over her shoulder; she disappears into the other bedroom. I sit and relax, staring out the window. I hear singing. Angelic singing. I listen to her door. Yes, it her. I order some food, a wait for the Anna to come out and sit with me. I strangely don't feel alone any more. I feel needed and safe.
The food arrives and I set it up on the coffee table. I look up and Anna is standing there in sleeping shorts, and Sea-hawks night shirt. I stand and hold my hand out. she takes it and hugs me, kissing me. we sit, she eats while I comb and braid her hair. "how old are you?" I ask dreading the answer. "seventeen."
"why aren't you in school?" I ask.
"I graduated last year, I need to earn money to go to college. My dad was hurt in a car accident, so I had to take any job I could to make ends me."
"Stay with me this week?"
"As what, your whore?" she has a mind and a mouth. I want to spank the sassy out her mouth, at the same time beg her for more.
"I'm here with my family for a cousin wedding. Forced here for the wedding. I can't go back to Seattle, I don't want to stay locked in this room. You make me feel things. You touch me when no one else can. I need you to help me thru this week?" I pleas and beg, rambling and broken thought's.
"what do you mean no one can touch you?"
"I have Haphephobia, it's the fear of being touched. Specifically, on my chest and back." I sputter looking away in shame.
" I understand, but I've been touching you there all night." She says. I take her hand and place it on my chest, steeling myself for the pain that never comes. Just a warm, soft glow of peace and something on the border of my mind.
"see, your special, my talisman. Please stay and help me with this week. I'll pay for everything, I need you."
"OK, ground rules: one. We are not sleeping together, I.E. no sex. Two, you will wire two-grand into my bank account first thing tomorrow, so I can go home at any time. Three. This is not permanent, I am not your employee, or punching bag. If we do this, this thing. It's as a couple. We can call it a Park romance."
"OK, what does that mean? I've never done boyfriend/girlfriend, or hearts and flowers?" I feel out of my depths
"how could you not, you're an Adonis on steroids?"
"The Haphephobia, pretty much stopped that, then I kind-a-got side track into a different life style." I look down, blushing in shame and fear.
"Your Gay!" she squeaks
"No, I'm a Dominate. Like BDSM, you don't know what that is, I should explain it." I try to talk looking at the floor. I feel a hand on my chest and other tilts my head up to shining blue eyes.
"I know what that is, my mother is very experienced in sex, I'm not. But I know what you're talking about. I can't give you that, that, submission you desire. Sorry" she looks on the brink of tears. I stroke her cheek.
"I'm not asking for you to be my submissive, I want you to be my girlfriend for the week. Hold my hand, fawn over each other, since you can touch me, I like you're touch. Make me enjoy the parks and being here. I'm tired of being alone and an outcast." I sound desperate, I am desperate. I cannot survive the week alone.
"OK, I can do that. The Peterson promised to pay me five hundred dollars for the week, plus transportation and room and board. The two-grand should cover that. I should clean up this mess." She starts to clear the dinner.
"I'll pay you five-grand. Plus, room and board. If you convince my parents and sibling this is real." I offer sure, I've blown the deal. She leans over, with her hands full of plates and trash, pecks my lips, soft and fleeting.
"that's the easy part, convincing you it real, so you convince the family will be the challenge." She dances away from me. sorting out the dinner trash. She returns to the couch, "tired?" she asks, I shake my head.
"let's watch some Disney on demand, get you pumped for the park tomorrow" she says curling up into my arms. As Wind in the Willow plays on the flat screen. I feel emotions and thing I've never felt. Shaking me to my core. I stroke her hip and ass. Bringing me such peace and tranquility. I can't wait for tomorrow to arrive.
