Chapter 7

Tuesday July 18th 2017

People will surprise you. I hear Ray's voice in my head but I don't dare hope.

"You are gonna have to be more specific than that." I tell Christian putting some distance between us.

"You want hearts and flowers." Christian states with a sigh.

"I guess." I answer. Hearts and flowers isn't exactly how I would put it.

"What if I was willing to try the whole hearts and flowers thing?" Christian says wincing as if the term itself leaves a sour taste in his mouth. "Along with the contract." He adds making sure I understand he isn't willing to let go of that side of himself.

"I have some huge issues with the contract." I make sure he understands it's not going to be that easy.

"I would be disappointed if you didn't." Christian admits surprising me. "We won't sign it until we're both happy with it." He assures me.

"You're willing to negotiate." I say surprised.

Christian nods. "How about we talk about it over dinner tonight?" He suggests walking closer.

"No." I refuse his offer. Dinner would probably mean going back to his penthouse and I'm not comfortable being anywhere near his playroom at the moment. "No dinner. I'll come by your office when I'm done with work." And with that I leave the copy room.


That evening at five o'clock sharp I am in the elevator heading for the top floor.

"Good evening Miss Steele." Andrea greets me coming around the desk to take my coat.

"Good evening Andrea." I say handing it over.

"You can go right in; Mr Grey is waiting for you." Andrea instructs.

"Thank you." I say.

Once outside the door I take a deep breath before knocking.

"Come in." Christian's voice sounds from inside.

"What exactly did you tell Andrea we are doing?" I question genuinely curious walking into the room.

"I told her we were having a business meeting." Christian says getting up and gesturing for me to walk to the conference table.

"A business meeting." I say incredulously taking my seat. "At five o'clock. Just you and an intern. And she believed you."

"It doesn't matter whether she believed me or not." Christian argues sitting across from me.

"It matters to me." I stress.

"Andrea just like every other employee of mine has signed an NDA. You have nothing to worry about." Christian assures.

But I don't feel assured. The thought that Andrea might think I'm sleeping with the boss or even worse she might know about Christian's lifestyle and think I'm his Submissive makes my stomach turn.

"Shall we start?" Christian asks and I nod.

"Page two. Availability." I wait for him to turn to the second page. "The Submissive will make herself available to the Dominant from Friday evenings through to Sunday afternoons each week during the Term at times to be specified by the Dominant."

"I don't understand what the issue is here." Christian says.

"If we're going to try this then I want us to spend time together because we both want to and not because we're bound to by a contract." I explain. "All the time we spend together will be mutually agreed on."

"I'll make note of the change." Christian says.

"On that same section. The Submissive may request her release at any time, such request to be granted at the discretion of the Dominant." I read. "There will be no discretion of the dominant. I leave when I want to leave."

"That seems fair enough." Christian agrees.

"Page three. The Dominant accepts the Submissive as his, to own, control, dominate and discipline during the Term. Cross out own and control. The Dominant may use the Submissive's body at any time during the Allotted Times or any agreed additional times in any manner he deems fit, sexually or otherwise. They both deem fit." I give him a look.

"There could be times that you won't know enough to make such a decision." Christian argues.

"That's what discussions are there for." I sarcastically say. "Still on page three. The Dominant may discipline the Submissive as necessary to ensure the Submissive fully appreciates her role of subservience to the Dominant and to discourage unacceptable conduct. Scratch the appreciation part. The Dominant may flog, spank, whip or corporally punish the Submissive as he sees fit, for purposes of discipline, for his own personal enjoyment, or for any other reason, which he is not obliged to provide. I thought you said you were a dominant and not a sadist." I mock him.

"I thought you said they're the same." Christian bites back.

"I'll only accept punishment for disciplinary reasons." I say not willing to negotiate on the matter.

"Accepted." Christian grits out.

"Page four. The Submissive accepts the Dominant as her master, with the understanding that she is now the property of the Dominant, to be dealt with as the Dominant pleases during the Term generally but specifically during the Allotted Times and any additional agreed allotted times. Scratch the property part." I give him a look.

"Scratched." He says looking unhappy.

"On that same page. The Submissive will ensure that she procures oral contraception and ensure that she takes it as and when prescribed to prevent any pregnancy. I prefer the shot." I simply say.

"Duly noted." Christian smirks.

"Page five Appendix 1. Sleep, food and clothes?" I ask incredulously. "You do realize I'm twenty two and not two right?"

"Sleep and nourishment are important for one's health." Christian states.

"And what about the clothes?" I ask curious to hear his reasoning.

"I may require you to accompany me to an event. I'm making sure your closet is properly fitted." Christian says as if buying someone a complete wardrobe is nothing.

"I like my clothes." I argue. "I'll only accept clothes if and when you require me to accompany you."

"Fine." Christian accepts my compromise.

"Cross out the rules regarding food and sleep." I insist and immediately he looks angry.

"Anastasia." He groans.

"Christian." I match his tone. "I refuse to be spanked because I had chocolate cake instead of a fruit salad."

"Page six Appendix 2 Hard Limits. Add water play." I say remembering the pictures I came across during my research. "Page seven Appendix 3 Soft Limits. Locate vaginal fisting."

"Yes?" Christian asks though I'm sure he already knows what follows.

"Strike it out." I calmly say and he nods. "Anal intercourse." I look up at him. "No. Anal fisting. No. Butt plugs. No. Nipple and genital clamps. Absolutely Not."

Christian crosses every single one of them out without complain though he looks a bit disappointed he won't get to use them on me.

"The floor is yours." I gesture.

Taking a deep breath he starts. "I don't know anything about being in a relationship. I'll probably fail terribly." Christian warns.

"Are you backing out?" I ask trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice.

"No." Christian assures me. "I'm just saying you should be patient with me."

"Like you will be with me, when it comes to the contract." I say and he nods.

"How about we start with something small?" Christian asks and I'm curious to hear what he is going to suggest. "Once a week on a night of your choosing we go on a date. Just like your regular couple. Dinner. Movies."

"That's acceptable." I respond.

"I'll suggest it in Appendix 5" Christian says writing it down.

"No." I say stopping him. "I'd rather we keep anything that has to do with the hearts and flowers part of our relationship out of the contract." I explain. It would feel wrong to put it in the contract. Almost as if it would be tainted.

"Alright." Christian agrees.

"If that's all I'll review the changes and try to arrive at a decision." I say putting the contract back into my purse.

"The final draft should be ready tomorrow." Christian informs me.

"I'll try to make up my mind as soon as possible but I highly doubt I'll be ready to sign the contract tomorrow." I warn him getting up.

"Take your time." Christian says with a nod. "I'll show you out."


"Hey." Kate greets me as soon as I walk through the door.

"Hey." I say sitting next to her on the couch not bothering to put any of my stuff away. "What are we eating?"

"Cookie Dough ice cream." Kate says giving me a spoon.

"Thanks." I say grateful. I could really use some ice cream right now. "How was dinner with Elliot's parents?"

"It was great. They were so sweet and welcoming. They invited me to dinner next Sunday too." She gashes.

"That's great." I say happy for her.

"I'm sorry I didn't come home last night." Kate says not looking me in the eyes.

"No you're not." I say pinching her.

"I'm sorry." Kate squeals. "Elliot and his big dick distracted me."

"Lalalala" I start singing using my fingers to block my ears. "I'm not listening to this." I quickly retreat to my bedroom.


Thursday July 20th 2017

Christian stays true to his word and doesn't press me to make my decision. Wednesday morning I receive an email from him informing me that the final draft of the contract is ready and once again assuring me that I can think about it for as long as I need. I'm certain it's not easy for him to be so patient with me especially considering the fact that he likely has been without a Submissive for two months. At least I hope he didn't have a Submissive when he first showed interest in me.

Making a decision is even harder than I expected. A huge part of me wants to say yes to Christian. The kinky side of bdsm captured my interest when I first read about it in a book when I was seventeen and I've been curious ever since. Exploring that side of sex would be interesting. Christian offering to try more was a surprise, a pleasant but huge surprise. And of course all the changes we agreed to make on the contract make it more acceptable.

Yet part of me is still hesitant to sign it. My biggest worry is the discipline. Will I be able to accept it? The answer appears simple; don't break the rules and there will be no punishment. Still I highly doubt following all the rules and guidelines is something I could or want to do.

In the end it all comes down to one simple fact. I want Christian. I don't want to regret saying no to him. I don't want to one day think back and wonder what could have been. If he is willing to try more then I am willing to try the contract.

With my decision made I don't waste time and email Christian to give him my answer.

From: Anastasia Rose Steele

To: Christian Trevelyan Grey

Subject: I've made my decision

I'm ready to sign the contract.

Anastasia Rose Steele Junior Financial Assistant at Grey Enterprise Holdings

His response is immediate.

From: Christian Trevelyan Grey

To: Anastasia Rose Steele

Subject: I'm glad

Tonight at six? My penthouse?

Christian Trevelyan Grey CEO of Grey Enterprise Holdings

That was fast. Tonight? Maybe he is worried I'll change my mind. Can't say I blame him.

From: Anastasia Rose Steele

To: Christian Trevelyan Grey

Subject: Tonight

I'll be there.

Anastasia Rose Steele Junior Financial Assistant at Grey Enterprise Holdings


"I have something to show you." Christian announces as soon as I walk into his penthouse.

"Last time you said that you revealed you're a dominant." I say suspicious.

"There will be no more revelations tonight." Christian says. Speak for yourself. Taking my hand he leads me up the stairs and to a room at the end of the hallway. "This will be your room."

"My room." I say looking around. This room was clearly decorated by a female. "We would sleep separately." I conclude.

"Yes." Christian confirms.

"Sleeping separately isn't really in line with trying more." I argue.

"I don't sleep with anyone." Christian's tone is final and I nod deciding to choose my battles. "The contract is in my office."


"It's exactly what we agreed on." Christian says once I've finished reading through the contract.

Picking up the pen I pause. "There is something you should probably know before I sign this." I say barely above a whisper not daring to look him in the eyes. "I'm a virgin." I finally spit out. The look in Christian's eyes when I gather the courage to look up at him is priceless; a mix of surprise and horror.

"We are about to-." Christian starts.

"I know." I cut him off.

"And Friday evening-." He continues.

"I know." I repeat.

"You've done other things right?" Christian asks gathering himself.

"No." I honestly answer.

Christian stares at me with a look I can't decode. "Where have you been?" He wonders. "Men must have thrown themselves at you."

"Never one I wanted." I admit. You are the only man I've ever wanted. I bite my lip to not speak the words out loud.

"You're biting your lip." Christian groans before attacking my mouth with his. Ending the kiss he starts to pull me out of his office.

"Where are we going?" I ask confused.

"We're rectifying the situation." Christian says and I swear my eyes almost pop out of their sockets.

"Who said I'm willing to rectify it right now?" I ask.

"You're not?" Christian asks stopping and turning to face me. Instead of answering I pull his face down to my level and give him a kiss full of all the passion he has stirred inside of me.


Once we're in Christian's bedroom I suddenly find myself nervous. Not knowing what to do I stand in front of the bed and turn to look at him. Moving close enough for me to feel his body heat he gives me a lingering kiss before trailing his lips from mine all the way to my ear.

"Turn around." Christian whispers.

Complying I pull my hair over my shoulder giving him a clear view of my zipper. Taking a hold of it he slowly pulls it down. Once it's all the way down he turns me around.

The hungry look in his eyes fuels my confidence and I push my dress off my shoulders letting it pull at my feet leaving me only in my underwear.

"Blue suits you." Christian comments openly appraising my body.

"Thank you." My voice comes out husky surprising me.

"I hate to see these go." Christian says with a smirk.

"No you don't." I laugh.

"I really don't." Christian says faking regret.

Putting his hands around me he undoes my bra slowly pulling it down and releasing my breasts. Taking me by surprise he quickly leans down taking my nipple in his mouth making me gasp and throw my head back. His mouth is warm and moist and the feel of it around my nipple sends electric shocks straight to my core.

After giving the same treatment to my other breast he trails kisses all the way up to my lips where he kisses me with more hunger than ever before. Breaking the kiss he pushes me back making me fall on the center of the bed.

Looking up at him I'm happy to finally see him unbutton his shirt. Crawling back towards the headboard I get comfortable for the show that is Christian taking his clothes off for me.

Once he has finished with all the buttons he pushes his shirt of leaving his chest bare for my eyes to fist on. Forget six packs. Christian has an eight pack.

His hands move on to unbuckling his belt and my eyes can't help but follow them. Once he finally undoes his trousers he calmly steps out of them leaving him only in his boxers.

"Do you like the view?" Christian asks.

"Yes." I answer in a breathless voice.

With all the confidence in the world he drops his boxers and I'm momentarily shocked by the size of him but then I remind myself that this is Christian Grey, of course he is going to be huge.

Grabbing me by the ankles he pulls me down until I'm lying on my back with my head on the pillows. Crawling over me he once again kisses me. Suddenly I feel his hand entering my panties and stroking my folds and I gasp. Taking advantage of my gasp Christian pushes his tongue in my mouth where it enters a sensual dance with mine.

His hand leaves my panties as suddenly as it entered them making me moan at the loss. Breaking the kiss Christian smirks down at me.

"Patience." He says moving down my body.

Taking a hold of my panties he takes his time pulling them down. Once I'm bare in front of him he sits back admiring the view of my body laying open for him. Feeling shy I try to close my legs only to be stopped by his hands.

"Did I say you could close your legs?" Christian asks with a smirk.

"No." I answer spreading my legs once again.

"Good girl." Christian praises before diving head first between my legs.

"Oh God." I moan fisting his hair.

Christian tongue is licking my sex from top to bottom giving extra attention to my clit making my toes curl and my thighs reflexively close. Using his hands to keep my thighs open Christian looks up at me.

"Keep them open." He instructs before diving right back into my sex.

Moaning I squirm around trying not to close my thighs again while his tongue gives me more pleasure than a human being should be able to handle.

Christian seems to enjoy tormenting me because the next moment he pushes his tongue inside me.

"Christian." I can't keep the moan in.

Just when I'm about to fall over the edge Christian stops. Crawling back up my body he kisses my lips and though I hesitate at first I can't help but kiss him back. Tasting myself is not as weird as I thought it would be.

"You're delicious." Christian says pulling away.

Reaching into the nightstand drawer he produces a condom. Sitting back he uses his teeth to rip the foil open and carefully rolls the condom on.

"Relax." He advices positioning himself between my legs.

Feeling him at my entrance I can't help but hold my breath. Slowly stretching me he moves forward. Although I expected a great deal of pain so far all I've felt is discomfort at the unfamiliar intrusion. Suddenly his progress is halted.

"This will only hurt for a moment." Christian says lacing our fingers together.

With a sharp thrust and a gasp that Christian is quick to smother with his mouth my virginity is gone. Christian remains still for a moment patiently waiting for the pain to pass. Slowly he begins to thrust in and out of me.

Though the pain is gone for a while I find myself wondering what the big deal about sex is. I just feel uncomfortable and weird.

Soon those thoughts are long forgotten as the feel of Christian thrusting in and out of me begins to send sparks of pleasure all over my body. Not able to keep my moan in I start to thrust back at him. Uncertain at first I quickly match his tempo and finally we work as one thrusting and grinding towards the ultimate price of our orgasms.

My first orgasm during sex is more than I've ever hoped for. My body feels like it's floating while electricity flows through it. Christian doesn't let up and continues thrusting onto me sending delicious aftershocks through my body. Finally a couple of thrusts later he stills and I feel him explode inside me.

Spent he carefully rolls off of me and lies next to me on his back. Breathing hard I turn my head and look at him.

"Let's do that again."