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CHAPTER 25:

C POV:

As Ana dances with my grandfather, I smile, he's pulling the moves, the sneaky old goat, but as he looks down at her smiling face I then know she's the one. My grandmother Phoebe is hugging me to death now that she can…

"Okay, Chris spill, where did you put the hard ass grandson I had, the one with more phobias than Ms Hilfiger, down the road, you know the one? She's the one afraid of sunlight, I thought she was a vampire for a while after I read Mia's Twilight books, you never see her out without total sun protection, did you notice if her skin sparkles, by chance?"

"Grandmother, she has always been like that, she is hypersensitive to the sun as it happens and she comes out in blotches Grandmother why do you dislike her so much?"

"I don't she just gives your grandfather the come to bed eyes all the time, I may have to duke it out with her pretty soon." I swear she's worse than Elliot…

"She has been your neighbour for over thirty years. I think it's a safe bet grandpa isn't going to take her up on the offer, besides, she could have an eye stigma too."

"We will have to agree to differ on that old hag. Now how come you have changed and you better tell me soon Christian, because I am not above breaking out the naked bath photos of you to get you to spill. Ana has you all moo eyed, and I like it and her, but I do not like that girl Elliot's with, she has on harlot red lipstick and a dress that is too small for her, he needs hitting with that baseball bat again, please knock some sense into him again Chris."

"Grandmother, it was an accident, I didn't mean to hit him so hard on the head, he said swing at it when he nodded his head."

"I know little one, he meant the damn ball , not his head. Still his head had so many whacks that boy should have worn a permanent head cast, I doubt he has the brains left he was born with. Hit with a stupid stick, not Elliot, he got whacked with the whole damn tree. Now what do you think of Jay? What did the reports find out?"

"Basically, he works hard and he pays everything out he earns to look after his father and lives a whole year on the cost of what a place at that table tonight cost."

"Good, I like him, he has devilishly good looking eyes, and they don't stop looking at my granddaughter. So spill about you and her before I keel over and die waiting."

"She needed my help. I can't say I was looking for this, it just happened and I don't know when it did, perhaps it happened when she touched my chest and it for once didn't feel like the hot pokers were there as it usually does. Both she and Ray touched me that night and it was like… I don't know? It was like they had the key, the key that opened a door, they let something in and that something is really hard to explain Grandma Phoebe."

"She let love in Chris, L. O. V. E! You were ready to let it in and I'm glad you did, she's too nice to shut the door on, now we just need your brother to get sorted."

"Good luck, Grandma you are never going to change him."

"I like that you have finally decided that Grandma is okay! Grandmother is so formal; you are one strange kid Chris."

"It must be something to do with you then? Ana says are we sure you and Elliot aren't related by blood?"

"Nope, he's not as cute as me! Besides, he has a lot to learn to be as ornery as me, something I have gotten good at lately. Gracie isn't falling for the senility thing, not since she had me checked out anyhow."

"She had you checked why are you ill?"

"No, I'm not ill, it was a strange thing really, and so not my fault! How was I to know her friends, you know the ones, the book club bitchy lot she meets up with once a month with? No? Well, she lied, she really goes to a sex party." I splutter…

"What?" Did my seventy five year old grandmother just shock me?

"No, not that type of party, not a swinging club or anything as interesting as that, they just read lady porn and discuss it and talk about the latest man-free-tools. She took me with her, and asked me to sit in the coffee lounge whilst she gave her apologies as she was having to take me for a check-up, so I did, but it got damn boring so I went to see why discussing this week's Jane Austen classic was more important than a doctors appointment, turns out the reader was getting to a good bit about clitoral stimulation, and I may have given them my take on the best way to get it."

"I don't know what to say?"

"If you need any advice see your grandfather he's been doing it right for fifty eight years." I oh-godded just as my grandfather came to rescue her. Great I now have the image of one of my greatest pleasures in life being ruined with the images of those two old dears doing it…

"Christian are you alright son?"

"Yes just about I think? Are you heading up to bed?"

"Yes, I think your grandmother and I are too old for all this now." Grandma winks and squeezes his butt, oh no… Ana comes to rescue me and it's happy and talking about her chat with my grandfather, I half listen and half stare into her eyes.

"What do we do now Christian?" I am still in shock and my sweet old grandma, Phoebe Grace Trevelyan, talking about clits with me, wire wool and lye soap needed to scrub my brain…

"The fireworks start in ten minutes and then, we have an hour with the family and either stop here or go back to the hotel."

"Your tree house is kind of closer Christian. Can we stop here?"

"I guess so. I will have Sawyer go back and pick up clothes for us."

"Kate and Elliot have had another row."

"That will make Vegas an interesting trip. Fancy sharing my room, I have a nice suite?"

"Um, a dirty weekend in Vegas, you do know what goes on in Vegas stays in Vegas right?"

"That could be interesting, though we will be doing it before we get there when we get there and after we get back."

"So we are just going to have sex then all weekend long?"

"Pretty much, Elliot has a strip club lined up."

"So does Kate."

"Were watching pole dancers."

"We are doing a pole dance class."

"Well, that I wouldn't mind seeing. I fancy you sliding down a pole for me."

"You're pole or a pole?"

"Either works for me…" I gave her the look and kissed her cheek. "Come on, let's get you a coat you will catch your death out there without one."

"Thank you kind Sir. Do you know where Dad and Sam went?"

"They are in Dad's wine cellar for his good scotch and cigars!"

"He keeps them in the cellar?"

"He had to after I drove his car through next door and I got a taste for his Dalmore Constellation nineteen hundred and sixty six reserve, a thirty year old whiskey that cost forty thousand dollars a bottle."

"It cost what?"

"I know, and it was wasted on the fifteen year old idiot. I did get one good thing out of my drunken shenanigans; I got to spend time with Grandpa Ray."

"You did. Can we go and see the fireworks?"I had a coat wrapped around me.

"Your wish is my command Baby." Walking hand in hand to the waterfront. I had the funniest feeling I was being watched, but turning around though the whole party had moved outside to watch the pyrotechnics.

"I used to watch these from my bedroom window and wish I could come to the party. Watching the pretty ladies in their dresses and men dressed in their suits."

"I used to come because I was ordered, then I needed to be here for business, this is the first year I have been here for fun. What did you bid on in the silent auction Ana?"

"You saw that, did you?"

"I did."

"Well, I will tell you, if I have won it, and if I did it's the next date night since I lucked out on bowling!"

"We could do the bowling, if you want?"

"Yeah, but it's not like a date night if we have to take the whole cast of Men in Black with us."

"Ana…"

"… I know my safety is important to you and I thank you for that." I pulled his head to mine and kissed him, as his hands began to wander, we were joined by the rest of the Greys, my father and Sam. The start of the fireworks display was signalled by the loudest bang I had ever heard, it frightened me enough to grab Christian and bury my head in his jacket. Then the sky lit up with the brightest colours and as I oh-ed and argh-ed I was held closer by Christian.

"I love you Anastasia Rose Steele." I nestled into his chest and yes I felt loved. The finale was a series of small explosions that looked to have the whole of the waterfront seem like it was covered in a twinkling white fog, then it was topped by larger and larger Roman candles the whole bay looked like a waterfall. Then, as if I needed a reason to be closer to him, the last half a dozen sky bombs seemed to light up the whole world and I looked up and spotted his face staring at me.

"What?"

"You look so beautiful Anastasia, your face is carefree and relaxed, and I can't wait to wake up every morning to see that face on the pillow next to mine."

"I live to serve you masterful one."

"Ana, I don't need you to serve me, just love me and be with me."

"Wish granted…" Kisses given and aww's from the gathered family.

"Yep Christian Grey has turned into a love sick sap, who'd have thought that?" Elliot chortled. "Here Chris, your balls you dropped them on the dance floor."

"Fuck off Lelliot you moron, at least my date is still standing…" I looked over and Kate was fast asleep on the chairs around the pool, Jose was drinking champagne and chatting to his date, a very nice looking guy with his jacket off and enjoying his company.

"Your friend is not too great at keeping sober Ana!" Elliot was a little pissed off, I guess I would be if my date was sozzled at our mother's party, luckily Ana isn't Kate, but I will be having words with Miss Kavanagh…

"I know Elliot you'd think with all the practice she gets she'd have mastered the good looking drunk image, but nope, she goes from elegant and sophisticated to a drunk ass mess in like three bottles of champagne. Usually she drinks to forget what do you do Elliot?" Anna is trying to make light of it, but looks embarrassed at her friends fall from grace.

"Typical I didn't do anything she was fed up with me talking to the other guests and hit on the waiter, I caught them in the cloakroom and her excuse? She thought he was me. I came out here to cool off and allow her to put her panties back on. Before I sent her home. I thought she was different, turns out I have a type after all blonde and well, brainless, but she was different, shit I don't know but she ruined it poking the waiter…"

"I'm sorry, but Ethan is still here with his folks he can take her home, I do wonder why Emma didn't come tonight? This would have been their first public outing?"

"Kate said she was meeting her father, for wedding talks and a family emergency. I didn't ask, but apparently she doesn't like crowds?" Ana oh-ed.

"Well, come on, let's put her in the car and say our goodbyes. Chris, can you help me?"

"I will, Ana can you ask Ethan for the car keys and we will meet him there?"

"Sure…"

Ana's POV:

I go in search of Ethan, as family friends, they have been invited to stop for family drinks. I flit from room to room and think I hear his voice. I go to what I think is the television lounge and hear him…

"No baby they weren't annoyed you, didn't come, I love you too, we will be home soon I have a feeling I will be bringing Kate home, she was wrecked. How was your night? He was, was he and he's happy with the plans? Why are you stopping with him at his hotel I had hoped you would be at Kate's place? Oh okay, I guess you have to do what you have to do, I'm sorry she's in trouble, but what she did to Ana and Christian wasn't a good thing, she's batshit crazy. I know she's your sister, but still she is an accomplice to a murder. I know, I know take as long as you need, Baby I love you, See you tomorrow, yes get whoever you feel necessary to help her, money? Well, I have savings and I have my trust fund, so yeah, I have you covered Memo…" I knocked and went in. "I have to be going Emma, Ana is here and yes, I will send her your and your fathers apologies." I wave my hand, as an it's an okay thing. He says his goodbyes and put the phone away.

"Ethan I'm sorry about this, but Kate is comatosed and we need to get her home."

"As usual, she really needs to settle down and stop with the drinking. Emma didn't want to come knowing what her sister had done to you and Christian, she found out when she had dressed and she received a call to help get her out of jail. I am so sorry Ana."

"It has been an epic few days Ethan and I'm sure she was just being led on by the others. She still did the crime so I cannot and will not feel sorry for her."

"Apparently Christian and she were lovers and he will sort this out for her, or so she says?"

"No, not lovers Ethan, far from it in fact."

"She has a diary and it clearly shows they were Ana, she has photographs of the gifts and the car and to me that looks like they were more than friends Ana?"

"I can't go into details Ethan, but for now can you take Kate home?"

"Yes and Ana, please be careful with Christian, Emma says he's ruined Susan's life, she doesn't trust him."

"So that could make Vegas a fun time, I think Christian and I should give it a miss."

"No, no Emma will be fine and I like Christian, he I'm sure has a past and as long as you're okay with it, then I will be too, you have always been a good judge of character Ana Banana!" I don't like Emma. There is something hooky about her, should I say something, I don't know what it is but it's got my Ana senses tingling, but as long as Ethan is happy I guess will keep my opinions to myself?

"I love Christian, really I do and Ethan he has told me all I need to know, we have very few secrets. So we will be there, now the lush sister of yours needs getting home."

"What's she done apart from getting shit faced, again?"

"She got caught having sex in the powder room."

"Elliot the old dog…"

"Nope, not with Elliot unfortunately, she was with a waiter and yep Elliot's pissed off."

"Oh, they are very much alike those two, man whore and lady whore, in a nice way Ana before you shout, they are too much alike, this was bound to happen, I'm just surprised they hit it off like they did. Still, I guess it would have been awkward had anything happened between them, him being my boss and her my sister."

"I'm glad I'm an only child. Now we need to get the drunken lush home…"

"Lead me to the lush then, Advil, water and bucket by the bed. She really needs to grow up." I agreed and we joined Elliot and Christian by Ethan's car.

"Sorry Ethan, she's drunk and apparently it's my fault?" Elliot tried to explain.

"It's okay Ana has explained, see you Monday morning I have redone the plans and they look great Christian."

"Monday and thanks Ethan." Elliot slips Kate in the seat and fastens her seat belt, as she wakes briefly, she kisses him and guff's something about him being a dick and then passes out again.

"Apparently I'm a dick; remind her it wasn't mine, she was riding, for me Ethan."

"I will and Christian, Susan and the others have been refused bail, apparently they are flight risks, you know some pretty powerful men?"

"I do and it's good they are being held, who knows what they will try if they get out."

"Well, I agree sort of, but Emma is very loyal to her sister, so I expect some feathers will be ruffled before Vegas."

"I expect so. See you during the week." Christian shakes Ethan's hand and we watch as they drive through the gates.

"He is a good guy though Kate, Kate is well…"

"Spoilt and overindulged? That is what Mia could have turned out like, aren't you glad she is with Jay?" Both boys look at each other and laugh saying yes at the same time.

"We are stopping in the tree house, where are you staying Elliot?" Christian gently thumbs my cheek as he speaks.

"My room, I have had too much to drink and well, we have the aftermath breakfast to get through."

"See you at breakfast then." Elliot smiles and goes to the pool to finish his beer and chat with Jose and his friend. I'm swept up into Christians arms and kissed. I am now wondering whether or not to put a dampener on the night or do I tell him in the morning about the diary? Get it over with and watch him fly into the wrath of Christian mode…

"Christian, erm… Susan has a diary of your time together, photos of the gifts and car you bought her! Do you think it will be brought up at their trial?"

"I guess they could bring up things, but they have no pictorial evidence against me."

"I took photos and you didn't know, what's saying they didn't have photos done? Especially as it seems Leila was able to get in the penthouse, what's to say she didn't have evidence?"

"Good point well-made Miss Steele; I will have their apartments checked. The police aren't aware of Elena's apartments in either of the blocks we own, so I can have them searched, but tonight Anastasia is our night, oh and you won the silent auction, but on what did you bid Anastasia?"

" Sky diving Christian, a date to do a tandem dive." His face is a picture. "Though I've done it for years, so will be flying solo, unless you trust yourself dangling from way up there and between my legs?"

"Oh, I can do a lot of things between your legs Baby, but sky diving isn't the first thing that springs to mind though?"

"Is that a yes or a no?"

"Yes, I trust you and yes, we will give it a go, but it will be two singles as I have done it a few times too, I had a need to learn when I started soring."

"Indeed, you are a man of many talents, Mr Grey."

"Come, we have said our goodnights, after we find out more of my hidden talents tonight, we have a fun filled day tomorrow." I'm still in his arms as he leads me back into the house and to their large and informal great room and kitchen.

"Hello Annie where have you been hiding?" My father is drunk heaven forbid...

"Daddy, I was helping to get Kate home."

"Okay, so are you stopping here tonight?"

"I thought I might, why where are you stopping? There is room at the hotel."

"I'm going home with Sam, it's not too far so we will be fine, how about after breakfast, I come and show you your room, you know, for when you stop over once in a while, because a little bird tells me you are moving in with Christian?"

"I may be, who told you?"

"Christian didn't tell me, he asked me. I said I was fine with it if you were. Are your legs broken?" Christian realises he's still holding me and places me gently on the couch, next to my father.

"Do you want a drink Ana?" Grace is doing the hostessing from the kitchen, drinks maker, a state of the art thing from a really upmarket coffee bar, perhaps she could be a barista in the next life?

"Hot chocolate please, Grace. Christian are you having another scotch?" Carrick topped up his glass. This was nice the family all around and relaxing.

"Are you not drinking Ana?" Asks Carrick.

"No, not with the medication I'm taking, it's not advisable. It can have an adverse reaction, so I'm better off sticking to fruit punch and lemonade and cocoa."

"Very wise, and I have told you before it's Carry, Ana. Now how are you both, it's been a stressful few days for you I'm sure?"

"Carry we are fine, I think it's just a matter of getting the apartments back from the police and cleaned and you know back to normal?"

"Carry darling they have escaped that nightmare for the night, now here you go Ana, one hot chocolate with extra cream marshmallows and a chocolate swizzle stick."

"Mommee!"

"Yes Mia, I have one here for you too. Honestly, how you keep those figures when you both eat like you're never going to see food again I don't know?"

"Grace my father would agree with you that yes, I like my food. I guess I'm one of the lucky ones that can eat what they want, but I do exercise a lot."

"I wish I exercised more and Mom, I don't eat like I used to rather I stopped the junk food whilst in Paris."

"Argh Paris the gastronomic city of…"

"…Frogs legs, snails and horse flesh is not a gastronomic mother, its kerbside cooking. No, I found a back street place where Jay and I would just get simple home cooked food, cheap but delicious and the cook allowed me in to see her at work. I can do a mean Boeuf Bourguignon, Chicken chasseur or Jay's favourite, Hachis Parmentier, that's a simple steak Cottage Pie to you and me!"

"Arghh, you found Madam Chaise's place? I eat there all the time in Paris it's just a hidden gem. I must take you Christian."

"I look forward to it." The conversation then stayed well away from the weeks activities and when my father and Sam said they were going I smiled, because when I offered to drive them home Sam let it slip where they were going to.

"We can walk it's only next door girl!" He'd had a lot of Carrick's whiskey as had Dad, from the looks of it. "Oops, that was supposed to be a secret, sorry Raymundo, I let it slip!"

"You bought Pappy's old house?"

"Well Christian owns it, we are just renting it."

"You own it? Christian really?"

"No, I did own it. Ray owned it as of nine o'clock this morning. Happy birthday Ray." I kissed him over and over again.

"Oh hell I don't know what to say? My birthday isn't until the weekend."

"We won't be here, but Mac is coming to take you boys fishing on the boat. We are on Ethan and Emma's pre wedding party, so I thought I'd give you our gift tomorrow, hope you like it, I happen to know a man who likes to do gardens..."

"The garden is just as you and Mom left it, thanks for the offer though and for the house, I had the cash though!"

"As do I, and it's nice to see it back in its rightful owners hands." I swear I swooned as he cradled my butt in his hand and squeezed it tightly.

"So I guess when I go for my run in the morning I can go change next door?"

"Yep, your rooms the same all pink and fluffy."

"What… It was purple and black when I left it?"

"The girl in it before you was erm, into pink and fluff and furry handcuffs, which reminds me, have you their address, she left erm a few erm personal items in her closet?" We all laughed as dad pulled his face. When they left they slipping through the hidden door to home, a gateway I slipped in and out of many times to get a glimpse of Christian…

"We are stopping in the tree house tonight, Mom, Ana wants to rough it a little!"

"Rough it who you kidding, it's like a palace in the sky." I had to agree with Mia, it was. "We were going to stop on there in my room!"

"It was never your room, you just hijacked it Mia. You can still stay in it though." I looked at Christian and wondered why he'd suggested that? I wanted to howl and make love loudly.

"No, we wouldn't want to impose besides Sawyer has said I can borrow Prescott to drive us home."

"Good has anyone seen Elliot?" Just then we heard a shrill scream. We all ran out to the pool to see Elliot laughing at Karen Taylor, she was wet through and in the pool.

"You god dammed motherfucker, you are going to pay for that…" The air was blue, poor Karen.

"I was just seeing if what you said was true and the water was the right temperature for a midnight swim. I wouldn't want the boys too cold." Elliot was standing in his undies. He laughed and dive bombed into the pool landing smash right by a very angry Karen Taylor, in a ruined red dress.

"You ruined my dress, my phone, and my gun is wet or I'd shoot your fucking balls off right now. You are a moron a fucking moron." She climbed out looking like a drowned rat and she looked like she was crying.

"Here is a towel, some days Elephant you are, as she says a moron. Here, let me help you I'm Mia, the morons sister. Come to my room and make yourself at home, pjs and clothes for tomorrow are all in there."

"I can't do that, Mr Grey doesn't pay me for that."

"I insist Karen, Jason would kill me if anything happened to his favourite niece, besides your brothers and the other guys have left already as there is only family here and Sawyer has it covered, right Sawyer?" He nodded all the time fighting the need to smile at Karen.

"Oh, okay, it means I will be about should you need me I guess? Thank you Mia. You, you moronic idiot are going to pay Elliot Grey just you wait." He laughed and swam a few laps; we left him and Jose in the pool with the guy from earlier, where they skinny dipping?

Christian and I wandered over to the wooden steps to the tree house, after saying our goodnights. It looked peaceful and calm out on the balcony. I felt a little like Rapunzel stood at the right tower window, combing my hair free from the pins, whilst looking out over Meydenbauer Bay and out into the night sky and the boats that were in the distance sailing on Lake Washington.

"Christian the view here is to die for look, just look at the city lights in the distance and the moon on the water, this view is just the best."

"I know. That's why I bought next door had they built on it they may have blocked that view, and though I don't live here this place will always be mine."

"It was somewhere I always wanted to see inside of, but Mia and the mean girls never invited me. Christian Grey never invited me in either and well Elliot's comings and goings here were hilarious."

"You have an open invite any time you want to visit."

"Really?"

"Really, now let's get the rest of those pins out and that dress needs to be pooled at your feet not kissing that body. Let's see if I can remember how to free you of it?" His fingers massaged the curls of my head and freed the remaining pins holding in the plait and I shook my head and sighed.

"God that feels good. Now why is my dress not pooling Grey?"

"Miss Steele, I am admiring the view."

"Christian, do you really want to move so quickly, moving in and the whole nine yards thing?"

"Yes, I do, and yes, I know it's quick but it feels right. More than right, it actually feels like it was meant to be."

"Okay then! I haven't anything left that can be brought to wherever we settle on, but I want that view every morning."

"What me naked?"

"Hu? Oh yeah, that too, but that view of the water, can we move in here?" He smiled and kissed my neck as the dress began to glide down my body, yes, it was now pooled at my feet, I stepped out and Christian turned me and nip kissed my neck until the corset too joined the dress on the floor. He sat on the bed and beckoned me forward.

"Place your foot on my thigh."

"Yes, master." I did as requested ash his hands ran the silks on my legs'

"I knew these legs would feel beautiful in silk, I may leave them on and the heels, as I fuck you hard Miss Steele. So very hard…"

"I live to please you, Sir…"

"Ana you do please me Baby so fucking much." He pulled me down to the bed, wrapping my hair in his hands with a gentle tug I was on top of him. "The things I could do with your ass Ana, the things I could do to make your body sing, your flesh turn pink and your body cry out for more."

"Do it, then, show me what you can do Christian. Show me please?"

"Ana I don't need that anymore."

"No, but I want to feel those things, do some of the other stuff with you?"

"Baby it would mean tying your hands, and I don't want to rehash your bad nightmares Ana."

"Are you going to hurt me?"

"No."

"Are you willing to stop if I ask you to?"

"Yes, right away." This I knew to be true from when I asked him to stop when he gave me my first sexual orgasm. "You say the word and I stop."

"The word?"

"It's known as a safe word, normally red or yellow, but any word you pick should it be getting too much you say yellow, I slow down or if you say red I stop and right away. Ana I don't need this I swear I don't!"

"I want to try, so that I know if you need it, I can do it for you, with you, you know, so you don't have to get a sexual submissive to tend to your darker needs?"

"You have been doing your homework. What do you want to try first?"

"Have you any toys here?"

"No, but we can improvise."

"Do you have any toys, you know at Escala?"

"I have a few whips and paddles and cuffs, spreader bars, just small things."

"Small things that all sound so barbaric!"

"They do, but when used correctly, they bring your body to such a high state of arousal that sex after is so much better."

"So sex with me is not good then?"

"Sex with you, even without toys and the kink, is a fucking amazing, Ana your vanilla sex is the best I have ever had."

"Vanilla, right Ice cream, I was going to say I had bought in Chunky Monkey and Phish Food when you mentioned it before, you know ice cream?" He laughed at me and kissed me as he looked into my eyes.

"Vanilla, as in straight sex plain and simple no add ins."

"Argh as in no added toys?"

"Exactly, now we don't have toys, but I do have my ties and umm yes, that will do, get on the bed Ana, choose a word for nearing too painful, and one for me to stop."

"Stop won't do?"

"No, not really as before you asked me to stop when the orgasm I gave you hurt, you asked me to stop and I did, so no stop won't do!"

"How about we stick to the tried and tested red and yellow?"

"We will indeed. Now I am going to blindfold you with this, it's just a sleep mask from a plane journey I had once. Your hands will be tied with my tie and your legs with ties too!"

"Okay, but Christian, will you be angry if I say stop?"

"No, but I will be angry if you don't use the words, use them even if you think its uncomfortable, if I ask you and its fine, just say green and I will continue, are you alright with that?"

"Yes…"He kissed me again and put on the mask. I felt my senses coming to life, my sense of smell was stronger, I could smell him, the spices and soaps he used, my nose smelt the more, and my taste buds, they too seemed sharper. The kiss tasted of the whiskey he drank before we left the house, the taste of it still lingered his tongue. Then, as he swept his hand across by body I wiggled as it tickled, then I meowed as it became more sensual, everything was heightened because I'd lost the sense of seeing, the other senses were compensating, his voice seemed sexier and more suggestive I heard his heart beating, or was that mine? He then fastened my hands together and I panicked a little and as he was about to speak, I said "Green!" He continued and my arms were placed on the wooden headboard, my legs were each tied, to I presume the bed foot board. Had I not been blindfolded, I would have been I think more embarrassed, as I was spread eagled on a bed naked apart from panties, stockings and heels.

"Beautiful Ana, you look beautiful."

"I feel like a prized goose. Christian, what are you doing?"

"I'm having a drink would you like one?"

"Nope, I'm a little tied up here. In case you didn't notice?"

"Um, I did. Here allow me." The bubbly champagne was kissed into my mouth and I lapped at the drink like I had been starved of fluids for a week, he gave me a mouthful more and kissed away the drops that had run for freedom down my chest.

"Oh god, oh god yes. Christian, please…"

"Please what Ana?"

"More give me more…" He flicked my belly with a hard whack. "Ouch, that's not what I wanted. What was that?"

"A fly swat, it makes for a very useful paddle, did I hurt you, I didn't turn on the current, and I think zapping you with electric, all be it minimal would be too much?"

"No, don't please that was okay, it didn't hurt it just shocked me as I wasn't expecting it, that's all!"

"Are you alright being tied up?"

"Yes Christian I trust you." I had to, I was at his mercy and trust up like a… Well, I would say a Wal-Mart turkey, but I wasn't sheisk… "Do we get to do the sex thing too?"

"Yes Baby but from now on if you speak you get another punishment. Okay?" I nodded my head in agreement. "Now this will be a little harder. Again the safe words use them Baby." I nodded. He started to slap my body in different places, careful not to hit in the same place twice, each thwack of the swat used brought my body upwards from the bed, it was arousing and my body moved upwards with each hit. He slapped my breasts with it two or three times, then feasted on my nipples sucking and pulling and as he let it go I oh-ed loudly.

"Naughty girl…" Another whack with something harder than the fly swat. "You're a nice shade of pink Ana, now I'm going to untie your legs; I want you to show me those white ass cheeks of yours, they could do with some colour!" I mumbled yeah, as my mouth was dry and my head was spinning, my body coming down from whatever plateau he had sent it to… I did as I was told and sort of did a Chinese acrobat thing to turn and offer up my backside to the god that was Christian Grey sexpert extraordinaire…

"I will leave your legs untied Baby, what colour are we at?"

"Green."

"Green what?"

"Green with a hint of yellow, sort of yellowish green…"

"That would be green Sir."

"Nope, that would be green Darling, no way am I calling you, Sir, you're not the boss of me even here sunshine, and I'm not one of the others, Christian please that's a hard thing for me to call you in the bedroom because you're not the boss of me in here." I cried.

"Okay Baby I'm sorry; it's just a fundamental part of role play for me. Sir or Master you're right, it is a dominance thing. Sorry Baby, but you do say it to me all the time."

"In jest, yes, not when I'm tied up and my hu-hu is there for everyone to see and well you know what I mean?"

"I do and I'm sorry, okay now where we?"

"You were about to slap my white ass cheeks so they were a nice colour of pink Christian."

"So I was and for that I am going to give each cheek ten slaps, count them for me baby." I counted as the first one and the second one hit home, wow each one sent a warning to my hu-hu he was going to be paying a visit, he was coming another whack and twelve was shouted, my ass was feeling red hot and on thirteen I had to say yellow…

"Am I hurting you Baby?"

"It's getting hotter Christian, yes!"

"Okay, enough of that you did really well."

"How come Mr Georges switches to my butt didn't feel like that?"

"Who the fuck is Mr George?"

"My fourth grade teacher before we moved here, he liked to swatch my ass with the cane thing he had."

"I will fucking kill him…"

"There's no need, Ray shoved the cane right where the sun didn't shine and had him sacked, he left school looking like he had gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson."

"Good, I will never hurt you Ana, but there is a fine line between pleasure and pain and I know when to stop it before it becomes painful. Now Less talking, we are going to fuck hard all night."

"Loosen my hands, then Christian?"

"After I do this." He slammed into my hu-hu and I cried out in appreciation. "So wet Baby so tight Ana, yes give it to me, give yourself to me now…"

"Oh god, shut the fuck up and do that again, now Christian I wanna come I need to I want to, yes, yes, oh fucking god yes…" I came and as I did I screamed, wow can he make me come many more ways? I guess after tonight, yes, he can…

"Baby I'm coming, and hard, so hold it there, oh hell tighter, oh hell yes, let go of me let go Ana please let go of meeeee, pleaseeeeee? Oh fuck yes, yes fucking yes." The pelvic Kegal exercises have paid off then? "What the hell was that?"

"I was told after I gave birth to do that whenever I could, you know pull in from my bottom and hold it in place and it would strengthen my hu-hu's walls, do you think it's worked?"

"Oh yeah Baby it's worked, here, let me release you." He untied my hands and I removed the mask.

"Now that we can do again. Christian was it alright, me not calling you, Sir?"

"Of course it was and I'm sorry I just didn't think…"

"Well, it is all new to us, but I may do once I'm comfortable with the add in of toys. What else did you use?"

"A ruler and a spatula from the kitchen. Very useful toys…" I giggled as he reached over to the drawers and pulled out a tube of Arnica lotion.

"Why do you have that here?"

"Not for what you think, I had lots of bruises from fighting and falling over drunk, so there are tubes everywhere Mom was and is a high believer in rubbing every boo boo I got with the stuff, and it works here let me massage your butt and your boobs they are a very nice shade of pink."

"Good job I have retired from modelling then Christian. I'd hate to have to explain why I'm covered in bruises."

"You have given up modelling?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I sort of wanted to date a hot model straight from the catwalks!"

"I'm sorry you're stuck with little ole me…"

"I like little ole you very much Baby, very much, now where were we? Oh, that's right massaging cream in to ones butt 'n' boobs."

"So romantic Grey is so fucking romantic." He massaged my body all night long in between boosting my ego with sex; we fell asleep about five in the morning after showering the sex from our bodies.

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