Ana could feel Christians eyes boring into her face as she set her juice back on the table. Christian had an obsession with her eating, she was starting to realize, but as she

looked down at the turkey avocado wrap that Gail had prepared for her, she felt her stomach turn. She wasn't use to eating so much in one day, Ana would usually skip

breakfast, maybe have lunch and then just snack for dinner. Christian had other plans though, forcing her to eat every meal of the day. Tentatively she took the wrap in her

hand and took a small bite, looking up at Christian she hoped she was passing this test that he seemed to be giving her.

"I thought after lunch we would try something different," his words, though low caused Ana to jolt a bit in surprise. She was use to them having their meals in comfortable

silence. Anas big eyes found his as he carefully looked at her. "Something different?" She asked, wary.

His smile seemed to lead her to believe there was a valid reason for her to feel nervous. "Yes," he said not giving anything else away.

If she had any hope of forcing the turkey wrap down her throat, it was long gone now. "What different?" She asked, biting her bottom lip.

Christians eyes darted to her mouth then he shook his head at her, "Finish your meal." He said dismissively as he leaned back in his chair. He had finished his own food awhile

ago, which left him to be able to stare at Ana.

She pushed her plate away, "I'm finished now." She said, crossing her arms.

Christian didn't like that though. He arched his brows at her, "I'm sorry?" He asked.

Ana knew she shouldn't test him, but she hadn't seen any real reason to fear him just yet….

"I said I'm finished. I don't want the rest."

Christian sat forward, resting his hand on the table, "Finish your fucking meal. We do not waste food in this house." His voice had an edge to it and Ana knew she should

obey. But she still refused.

"No." She said finally.

Ana watched as Christians jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed at her, "Stand up."

She blinked, frozen.

Without a warning he got up quickly and stalked over to her, "Looks like we'll be doing that something different sooner than we thought." He grabbed her by her arm and

hoisted her to her feet.

The look of shock plastered to Anas face only got worse when he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "Uh!" She yelped.

"Quiet," he snarled as he slapped her ass hard, which only caused her to cry out again. He carried her quickly to the playroom, only stopping long enough to unlock the door,

then he threw her on the bed roughly.

Ana panicked, rolling over to try to scurry away from him, but Christian latched on to her ankles and calmly said, "Uh uh," pulling her back to him. "You've made your bed,

now its time to sleep in it," Eyeing her wickedly he added, "But I doubt you'll be able to sleep anytime soon."

She didn't even have time to react as he moved her to a sitting position on the bed. "Hands up," he ordered as he stood in front of her. She was scared but did as he

commanded. As soon as her arms were up he pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her in her expensive red lacy bra he had gotten her. When they went to the Apple store

he also took her to Victorias Secret and bought her whatever she wanted plus whatever he wanted.

Pushing gently on her shoulders he silently told her to lay down, once she did he removed her jeans, revealing her matching lacy red panties. As he stood back up he looked

down at her, letting his eyes move down her body slowly. "Mmm Ana, you are a vision." Their eyes locked and the sexual tension grew as the both tried to read the others

thoughts. "Move to the middle of the bed.

Now." He told her as he pulled his own shirt over his head. Ana moved quickly, knowing she had already pissed Christian off and hoped it wasn't too late to make amends.

She enjoyed sex with him, but she also knew the type of sex he was into was very different then what they had been doing, she hoped today wouldn't explore that area yet.

Christian slid his jeans off, leaving him in briefs, he crawled onto the bed, straddling her waist. He pinned her hands up over her head as he looked down at her. Anas heart

was racing in her chest as she stared back. She was scared but told herself it would be okay. Lying to herself didn't help though.

Christian cocked his head at her as he looked down in amusement, "Now what should I do to you?"

Ana bit her bottom lip as she tried to figure out if his question was rhetorical or serious. She chanced it and remained silent.

His features quickly became serious, "We'll start a bit slow today, ease you in to this. If it gets to be too much for you, say the word 'yellow'. That will warn me you're almost

to your limit. If you cant take anymore then say the word 'red'. I will stop completely. Do you understand Ana?"

Ana nodded at first then added quickly, "Yes, Sir."

Christian smiled, "Good girl." He leaned over her head and grabbed a handcuff that was attached to the left bed post, taking the end he attached it to her left wrist. Then did

the same to her right wrist. Sitting up he seemed to be trying to decide something. "I think we'll leave these ankles free for now," he said with a smirk.

Anas heart was pumping even fast than before, but she was a little more relieved by the fact that if she said 'red' he'd stop completely. She remembered in her training with

James that she may tell him to stop, but not actually mean it.

Getting off the bed Christian walked over to one of the drawers on the far side of the room. Ana had to arch her head a bit to be able to see him, but she wanted to keep an

eye open to whatever he was getting.

He came back only holding a small black silk blindfold.

He leaned over the bed and gently sat her head up enough to be able to get it around her eyes, him not saying a word as he did it.

Everything went black and now she had to use her hearing to be able to tell what he was doing. He leaned away from the bed and she heard his soft footsteps moving further

away. Another drawer opened and then closed and his footsteps came back to her. The bed shift and Christian was over her body once again. Skilled fingers slowly ran up her

legs then hooked inside her panties, slowly pulling them down her.

Christian looked down at Ana. Her wrist handcuffed to the post, a blindfold over her beautiful blue eyes and now pantieless, waiting for him. He grabbed her by her thighs and

spread her wide for him. He reached down and began to slowly rub the little nub between her legs. Her reaction was immediate as she let out a short breath and began to

slowly buck up into his touch. She was already wet and ready for him, something he absolutely loved about her.

"Do you know why you're being punished Anastasia?" He asked as he lazily moved his fingers from her clit down to her pussy. He then agonizingly slow sank the tip of his

finger inside her. Not letting her have the entire digit.

She was already getting frustrated. Pulling on her restraints, she tried to arch up into him, wanting more from him. But Christian only pulled his finger out of her completely.

She groaned frustrated.

"Ana, answer me now."

"I.." She was already breathing heavy. "I didn't finish my meal Sir."

"Mhmm that's correct. And what else?"

Ana tried to think, but she was starting to feel tense in all the wrong places. She thought the reason they were here was because of the food.

Christian leaned forward and pulled both her breast up over her bra. Leaving each nipple waiting and taut at his ready. He took her left tit into his mouth and sucked hard,

causing her to cry out in pleasure. His tongue swirled around the nipple and his teeth clamped down over the tit. He then pulled away abruptly once more. "Ana, answer me."

She was already sweating and writhing from his teasing. Her face looked upset and she was thrashing it slowly from side to side.

When she couldn't think of another reason to why she was being punished Christian answered for her. "You talked back when you were told to do something. That is

something that will not be tolerated. Do you understand Ana?"

She nodded as a whine escaped her lips.

Christian was slowly sinking two fingers inside her. "Answer me." He commanded as his fingers stopped in their tracks.

"Yes, Sir!" She groaned as she tried to buck her hips.

Christian then began to move his fingers faster in and out of her.

"Yes," she hissed as she began to feel herself building. She was quickly getting there, the tension from everything seeming to have been too much for her. But just as she was

about to fall over the edge, Christian removed his fingers.

"Uh!" She cried frustrated.

Then his voice was right at her ear in a whisper, "Do you honestly think I'm going to let you cum after the way you've behaved?"

Sitting back up Christian surprised her by running the tip of his shaft over her pussy.

"You're going to apologize for being such a brat earlier." He said, slowly penetrating her.

She let out a loud groan as her lips formed a perfect 'O' shape.

He began moving in and out of her slowly, and when she didn't say anything, his hand wrapped around her throat, "Say you're sorry Anastasia." His voice held a warning to it.

Ana gasped for air but was surprisingly turned on. "I'm sorry sir!"

His thrust were coming harder and more ragged. "Sorry for what?" He snarled.

"Uh! I'm-I'm sorry for not eating my meal!" He was hitting all the perfect spots. His free hand was playing with her tit, pinching it and squeezing it between his finger and

thumb.

"And?" His voice was louder now, trying to be heard over the slamming over their bodies and heavy panting of their breathing.

"And-uh! And for being a brat!" She was getting so close.

"Yeah, you were being a spoiled brat. I give you all these things and you dare talk back to me?" His voice was at her ear, low and threatening. He began trailing a variety of

kisses and bites from below her ear down her neck to her collar bone. "You better ask permission to cum," he hissed at her, still pounding without mercy.

"Uh! Can I please cum Sir?" She breathed desperately. Ana could tell she was about to any second now.

"Beg," his voice stern.

"Please Sir!"

"Please Sir what?"

"Ug! Ple-please can I cum Sir?"

He shifted, moving bot her legs to the side so that he was hitting her from behind. "Yeah cum you little spoiled brat. Cum for me now."

"Fuck!" She gasped as she tipped over the edge at the perfect time. Her walls clutched around his shaft hard and shivers ran up her spine as she was left a withering jumble

underneath Christian.

He followed her lead, summing deep inside her with a muffled groan.

They both laid there for a second, catching their breath and trying to come down from their body highs.

Soft fingers reached up and pushed Anas blindfold out of her eyes. The dark room somehow seemed bright as her eyes slowly adjusted. Christians face was calm and relaxed,

happy even. A blush crept up her face as they stared at each other.

"I should misbehave more often," she grinned.

Christian smiled, "Mmm I do hope so. That was me going easy on you."

Ana pursed her lips, but didn't have time to respond. Christian moved to her wrist, undoing each. She rubbed her wrist, as she noticed how sensitive they both felt. Christian

took one of her wrist looking it over, "You were pulling on these pretty hard," he mused.

The red in her cheeks deepened.

Christian looked up at her and smirked, kissing the tip of her nose. "You may bruise a bit. Long sleeves for you until I say otherwise." And with that order he stood up from

the bed, grabbing his briefs off the floor and sliding them on.

Anas breast were still peeking out of her bra, she readjusted them then found her panties and slid them on. She was tired all of the sudden and she wasn't ready for them to

get out of the comfy bed just yet. She had wanted to nap on Christians chest while he held her, but he seemed to have some other idea in mind. He was getting fully dressed

again, not even seeming to notice her for the moment. Hmmm. Is this what feeling used felt like? Ana wondered.

Christians eyes snatched up to hers, "I have some work I need to get done in my office. If you want to go anywhere come see me." Then he simply turned and left the room.

Ana was left on the bed, only in her underwear. She furrowed her brows. How could they have just shared such an amazing moment and Christian simply just leave her?