All characters and familiar story line belong to E.L. James

Chapter 9

CPOV

As I waited for Ana to get here, I went back to the first time I went to Elena's house to do yard work. Got my first blowjob but still was a virgin. It was about six months of 'training' as she put it before I got to fuck her for the first time.

***Flashback***

"It's about time I was able to get you here to my house. There is a lot of work to be done. Boy, you will work in the yard until I call for you to come into the house. I have an extra special reward for you today, if the work is done and done to my specifics. Also, boy, while you are working at my home you will refer to me as Mistress. Do you understand?"

Elena was suddenly very strict and had a different posture about her. I immediately answer her knowing that she would take away from my pay, "Yes, Mistress I understand."

For the next three hours I worked on the backyard removing branches that had been cut and raking the leaves and other tree debris that littered the Lincoln's backyard. When I finished, I didn't know what to do so I just kept walking in the backyard going over everything making sure I had it all done and to Mistress Lincoln's specifics. She then came to the door and called for me. When I looked up, I couldn't believe my eyes. She was dressed in this black outfit, it was leather and had chains adorning it. It is made of leather and fishnet material. I can see her tits and I can feel my dick harden, she was so fucking hot. Why is she dressed like that in front of me? Hell, I'm just some horny 14-year-old teenager.

"Come here boy. It looks like you have done everything as I ask. You will receive your whole pay for today plus you have earned your bonus," She says this as I walk to her with my eyes wide open.

"Thank you, Mistress, I am happy that you are pleased with my work today."

"Come with me boy, I am going to show you a room that will be just for you and me. Mr. Lincoln doesn't even have the privilege to see this room."

She takes me to a closed door and unlocks it. She ushers me inside and down the stairs. I just stare at all the things in this room. It is like a dungeon only it has a huge bed on the other side of the basement. I don't know what to say. I have never seen anything like this in my life, other than the dungeon looking torture things you see in the movies. Some of this stuff is confusing.

Mrs. Lincoln is walking around and watching me when she finally says something, "Boy when you come here to work you will finish your work and then there is a bathroom over there," she pointed behind me by the stairs.

"You will shower and then you will ready yourself for me. When I come down here, I expect you to be ready. What I am going to teach you is control, self-control. You will not fight anymore, you will not drink anymore, and you will have better grades in school. You will make something of your life. You cannot do that if you are not doing well in school. I expect you to excel in school. You have the brains for it so I will expect nothing less. Before you make your way down here there will be food and drink for you on the patio when you are finished working. When you have done everything to please me you will be rewarded.

I will fuck you or I will suck your cock. Maybe both, your behavior will determine your reward or rewards. Should you not do everything I ask of you, there will be punishment. Now today you have pleased me, so I want you to go and take a shower. Leave your clothes in the bathroom so you can put them back on before you go home. You are not to tell anyone of our meetings and what we do. It is nobody's business but ours. I will give you a set of rules for you to follow, and you will follow these rules even when you are not with me. This teaches you discipline. You will also learn impeccable manners as well as other fine etiquette. Now I can see that you are very well endowed for such a young man. I will teach you how to please me and I will please you when I see that you have earned a reward. I will not keep you long today. I want you to shower then I will suck your cock and you will read over the rules and remember them. They will stay here so you will have to remember them. After that you will get dressed and go home and I will see you on Monday."

I think I'm in shock, but I hurry to the shower and then I come out naked. She is standing there waiting for me. She tells me to go over to a specific spot and kneel. I put my hands on my thighs, sit up straight and cast my eyes down. I am not to look at her without her permission, and I am not allowed to talk or make any noise without her permission. This is unreal. Man, if Elliot only knew, he would be so jealous. Mrs. Lincoln was going to suck my dick because I pleased her today. This should be good. Better than any of the easy girls at school can do probably. I am in. She promised she wouldn't touch my chest and my back. She knows I can't deal with that.

***End Flashback***

"Ana, I don't mean to scare you but what I have to tell you might be shocking."

"Christian, I don't care what you have to say. Nothing will change the way I feel about you."

"You say that now. Just promise me you will listen to everything and then when I'm done you can leave, or you can ask questions or both. I will be honest with you on everything."

"Okay, I promise to listen to everything before saying a word."

"Ana I'm going to start from the very beginning. Before I was adopted. The reasons for my touch issues, and my fuckedupness."

Ana nodded her head in understanding and waited for me to continue.

"I was born in Detroit Michigan and spent the first four years of my life with my birth mother, Ella. She was only 16 when she had me, and I have no idea who my biological father is. He never was around and never came forward before I was adopted. I don't know if anyone knows. I never have, and I am fine with that.

Ella was addicted to crack, and she was a prostitute to help pay for her addiction. She had a pimp that would come by to make sure he got his money, and he would beat me, and if I hid from him, he would find me and pull me out to the living room and beat me or kick me around. He smoked, and he would put his cigarettes out on my chest or on my back. Ella was always too high to care. There wasn't very much food at all, and when she finally overdosed and died, I was left for four days alone with her body. I didn't understand that she was dead, I covered her up with my little blankie and tried to get her to warm up. She was asleep as far as I knew, and she was cold.

I would drink from the faucet but other than some frozen peas and a few pieces of stale bread there was nothing to eat in the apartment. When the pimp finally came over, he cursed a lot then took some money from her purse and then left. Not long after that, the police showed up, and I was taken to the hospital where Grace was on duty. I was malnourished to the point that I was so small for my age. I was severely dehydrated and had bruises and burns on my body." Ana has tears flowing down her cheeks, and she manages to speak, "Christian, I had no idea. I know I said I would be quiet, but I need to get out of this little space. I need some air."

We step out of our little house, and she walks around a little bit. Then we sit on the picnic table so that I can continue.

"As you know when I was about 12, I started slacking in school and fighting, I was very frustrated. Puberty was going strong, and I didn't know what to do. By the time I was 14 I was a mess. Hormones raging, and I was out of control. By then I was on my third school, and my parents were not happy. I had started drinking too. I wasn't allowed to come over here anymore. Your dad hated me then. He didn't want me anywhere near you. I felt lost not being able to be near you. I would come to 'Steeletown' in the middle of the night sometimes. It made me feel closer to you.

The summer before I had to start my third school, I started working for Mrs. Lincoln at her beauty salon. Eventually, she started calling me boy all the time. If I got in trouble or didn't do something right, she would take away pay from me and said I had to earn it the right way. She said she wanted to nickname me boy while I was working so I would know that I needed to listen and pay attention. If I fucked up, she would take it out of my pay. Once I had all of that down to a science, so to speak, she started me working in her yard. I learned the first day working in her yard what BDSM is.

She made me her submissive for five years, but I cut it off when I went to Harvard. I just wanted to concentrate on school and graduate early. After graduating early, she loaned me the capital I needed to start my business. She introduced me to some clubs that I could go to and practice BDSM. I couldn't be touched, so being in control and binding the woman's hands above her head, behind her back or to something I was able to have sex without being touched. I became a Dom with Elena's help, and once I was making millions, I had my own dungeon which I prefer to call my playroom. Elena found me a few subs. They signed NDA's, and we had contracts. The contracts stated what we would and would not do. Soft and hard limits, rules, punishment. I provided a new car and a wardrobe for them. I never bought them jewelry. To me, that was too personal. They had to give me their clean bill of health from their doctor and had to be on birth control. I always wore a condom, I just needed the sex and the control, I didn't want a family. I didn't want intimacy.

I was working on building my empire. After college and then training to be a Dom, I had everything I needed. Or so I thought. In the two and a half years since I became a Dom and had my own playroom, I have contracted six women. I hadn't had anyone since my last contract ended two months before Elena was killed in the accident. After she died, her lawyer called me to inform me that she had named me in her will. She left me everything. I went to her salon and went through the office to make sure any of her personal effects were not there when I sold it. I donated the money to a charity, and I haven't been to the house to go through anything. After what I found in the salon safe, I'm afraid to.

I must go to the house and make sure nothing is there that can link me to her and the lifestyle. I realize after hours of therapy that Elena groomed me and turned me into her sex slave and because I was a horny little bastard, I didn't know it was wrong for her to do that. Maybe I did, and I didn't care because she was sucking my dick and I was fucking her throughout my teens, so yes, I didn't care. I now see how wrong it was. I found pictures of her and me that she took and had in her safe at the salon. I destroyed the pictures."

I stop talking and look at Ana, and she is sitting there crying. I reach over to her, and she lets me pull her to me so I can hold her until she is done crying.

"Christian I always had a bad feeling about her, Mia and Kate did too. We didn't know why. She was an evil person. What do you think you'll find in her house?"

"I don't know baby I just need to check it out and get rid of that house. I will have the whole thing remodeled and put up for sale. The basement dungeon needs to be dismantled discreetly. Then I can have the rest done after that. Before I can do any of that, I have to go room by room including the attic and find anything she has kept over the years. Taylor is going to help with this. He has a couple of friends that he trusts that are going to help."

Ana just sits there looking at that ground in deep contemplation, and I have to wonder what she is thinking. I hope this is not too much for her.

"Ana, I never wanted to tell this to anyone, and it wasn't until she was dead, and I found those pictures in the salon safe that I realized just how wrong everything she did was. That is when I decided that I will no longer be with another submissive. When I did that, I started therapy again. Elena made me believe I didn't need any of that. Dr. Flynn is my new psychiatrist, and he is good. I will tell you more in time, but I really don't want to talk about this anymore, apart from answering any questions you might have."

Ana doesn't say anything for the longest time, but I will give her time. She will need it to wrap her head around all this shit.

"Christian, I will have questions. However right now I think I will just digest this information, and we can talk another time. This in no way will change the way I feel towards you. Why don't we join our family and just have fun today?"

I can do that. I will give her the time she needs, I just hope that it isn't too much time.

We arrive at my parent's house and make our way to the backyard. We greet our parents and look around to see who is here. There are a lot of people here. People I don't know. Young people. Young men in particular. Who the hell are these clowns? I see Ana's 'friend' Jose. I only met him the one time, at the dinner party. I didn't much care for him then, and I certainly don't now. Ana dated him for a short time, and by the way, he looks at her he still wants her. He is heading over to where we are standing. I put my arm around Ana and pull her closer to me the whole time watching his reaction. Yup, just as I thought. He has a look of disgust for only a slight couple of seconds. He approaches us and tries to hug Ana, which becomes a one arm half-assed hug on my girls' part.

Good Girl. He then just nods slightly, in my direction.

"Hey, Ana!" I can hear the disappointment in his voice. Ana speaks before I can.

"Hi Jose, it's good to see you. I didn't know you would be here today. You remember my boyfriend, Christian." And there it is. He looks like he could vomit.

"I didn't know he was your boyfriend, Ana. I thought you two were just friends. You also told me when we broke up that you didn't want to date because you wanted to focus on your studies. I thought I would wait until after graduation and we could start dating again."

Ana looks at Jose with a look of shock.

"I told you then Jose that I didn't want to date you and that I was just going to go on and keep to my studies. I told you that I didn't feel the same as you and that we could only be friends."

Have I said how amazing my girl is?

"I don't remember you saying that about just being friends. You said, for now, Ana, which indicates that a future time is possible."

I can't take this anymore I have to put my two cents in, "Mr. Rodriguez, please mind yourself. We are at a party, and this is my parents' home. If you cannot control your voice and stop bringing attention to this little show you will be asked to leave."

"Don't worry I was just leaving. Ana, I will call you later, and we can finish this talk. In Private."

He gives me a hateful glare as he says this. Then Ana decides she needs to take care of this mess now, "You know Jose. You are changing around what I said to you. You are acting like I am your girlfriend that you just caught cheating. For one I am not your girlfriend, I am Christian's. Two I am not the type of person to cheat so stop trying to make me feel that way. Don't bother calling me. I don't want to hear from you. If I talk to you again without witnesses, who knows what you will try to say I agreed to. Please just go!"

"Ana I …." Jose tries to speak, and I cut him off, "Will you be leaving on your own or should my security detail see you out?"

With that Jose leaves the party, but I have a feeling this is not ending here. "Excuse me, baby, I need to take care of something," I say this to Ana as I pull my phone from my pocket and then my eyes meet Taylor's for a split second. He knows I want a private word with him.

We walk into the house and go straight to my father's study. We walk in and Taylor pulls the door shut and I begin, "Taylor I want someone to follow him. I don't trust him, and I don't know what he is capable of if anything. I also want you to contact Welch. I want to know everything about this asshole. If he has a sealed juvenile record, I want to know what he did. I don't like the way he looked at Miss Steele, and I certainly don't like the tone he used with both of us."

"Sir, I will get right on that. I don't trust him either. I was watching him closely. The night of the dinner party when he made plans to go out with Mr. Ethan Kavanagh, he never went. I didn't think too much into it. I thought he just had a change of mind Sir. Now I'm not sure that was all entirely true. I will investigate everything we can find on him, and I have already made a phone call to a man that I use from time to time. When the time comes, he will make an excellent CPO. With that said, I will get to it."

Taylor walks out of my dad's study and I head back outside. Back to Ana. I hate to think what he would have planned had I not started seeing Ana. He just gives off a bad vibe, and I don't like it.