Warning: club scene. Thanks to all of you who are still with Christian as he becomes a man, a Dom. I appreciate your thoughts so please review. Thanks again, without you I wouldn't be here.

It was a quiet ride home by myself, leaving my mom behind. She told me she would take a nap in the doctor's lounge but that I should go home. I am still trying to wrap my head around seeing Elena in such a state when I flop down on my bed, exhausted, more mentally than physically. All of my muscles are tight and I cannot calm down.

Suddenly, though my vision is a blur and there is a fierce ringing in my ears, I manage to vaguely comprehend the bedside lamp crashing to the floor. Then I hear other clanking and crashing sounds and see shattered glass, glistening all around me. Pain, I feel so much pain oozing out of me.

"Christian!" My dad's voice bursts through the shadowy nothingness state of my mind.

I snap back to reality when his arms come around me tightly, realizing only then, that I was thrashing about. I struggle to break free from the gentleness of his embrace. I don't deserve it and I can't accept it!

I lurch forward hitting the bed with a thud and sob as my body falls to the floor in utter despair. I am numb as I sit there staring at my dad's horrified expression. I can't speak or move as I continue to watch him frantically grab a couple of towels from my bathroom and wrap up my bleeding feet. He cringes as he pulls a rather large shard of glass from the bottom of one foot but still, I do not feel it.

"Christian," he says sternly after wrapping up my bloody bare feet and clasping his hands on either side of my face.

My glazed and watery eyes meet his and I can see his eyes wild with fear, or is it mine, simply reflected in his eyes? At this point I cannot even tell. My mind shuts down and I welcome the dark abyss.

"Christian," I hear my mom's soothing tone coming from somewhere in the distance.

I stir and try opening my eyes to see my mom hovering over me where I lay on my bed. My memory is a blur but bits and pieces are coming back together slowly. I lost it! I totally lost it!

I stare blankly at my mom who asks, "Are you feeling better?"

"I…..I think so." I respond.

Then I see her warm smile, "I am glad you are feeling better. Come on, let's go get something to eat, okay?"

"Sure," I say.

That is when I realize that it is late afternoon as my mom goes to the kitchen to prepare something for us to eat. I however, march straight to the piano and start playing, a song that starts slowly but crescendos toward the middle with a dark menacing sound before trailing off again to a lighter tune.

By the time I am done, mom has the food ready. Though it is sore walking, my mom must have put the gauze on the bottom of my feet while I was still asleep so they would not hurt so much.

I had inadvertently stepped on shards of glass from the various knickknacks that were on my dresser and desk, also the lamp I had knocked over.

As I sit and listen to my mom make light conversation, I can think of only one thing: I have to do it. I have to go to the club tonight. After we are done eating I will make the call to let them know I will be arriving later tonight. Yes, I have to do this. I need this, I need it now!

It's almost 10pm when I get to the club and the hostess greets me, "Hello sir, your request was met so please go into the Blue room. Your sub is in there waiting now."

The Blue room is a lounge type room where we can meet before going elsewhere to play. I mentally prepare myself as I head in that direction. I can do this! I will dominate her. I will control everything that goes on between us. I will have that power to override any insecurity that I have right now. I stride confidently into the room to see the brown haired girl sitting quietly on the couch with her hands clasped in her lap, eyes averted to the floor.

"Amy," I address her.

"Hello sir," she responds without looking up.

I remain standing and read her list of limits. I say nothing and neither does she. When I am finished I set down the papers and say, "Are you ready to begin?"

"Yes sir," she says in a tone dripping with arousal.

"Good. Let's go."

Once inside the room, I waste no time, "Strip slowly. Arouse my…..curiosity with your body." It's interesting how I can immediately slip into that Dom role when I came into the room. When I started this in college, I had to put more effort into it. Now, it's almost natural.

I sit down in a plush chair and she stands before me in her black leather corset and skirt, black pantyhose, and tall black heels.

"You may look at me," I say authoritatively, "Seduce me."

She then looks up and her green eyes sparkle with so much heat. Her hair is still down but I'll punish her for that later.

She turns her back to me and looks over her shoulder as she slowly unfastens the zipper on her skirt with her long pink painted nails. She sticks her ass out as she slides the leather down over it, letting in drop to the floor. Underneath of it she has on garters to hold up her silky hose. Then she steps out of the pooled fabric and turns to face me. The bright blush of embarrassment on her face is already turning me on. She walks up to me and kneels at my feet, looking up at me through her lashes.

With trembling fingers, she unties the halter strap around her neck but the tight corset does not fall.

"Stop!" I demand and reach forward to pulls her voluptuous breasts free over the cups of the garment. She remains still as I pinch her perky nipples.

"You know the safe words." It wasn't a question.

She nods an says, "Yes sir."

I stand then and go over to a table with toys on it. I find the nipple clamps and return to her where she is obediently waiting. Her face grimaces when I apply them but, damn, seeing the chain strung across her chest from one nipple to the other is sexy but by her tense expression I know that they are somewhat painful for her.

"Turn around," I demand.

After she does, still on her knees, I grab her hair forcefully and yank her head back whispering, "You don't have it braided. You will be punished for that."

Her body trembles as I take my time braiding the long brown locks. Fuck me, I love to tug on that braid!

"Stand facing the chair and bend over. I want your face in that seat."

She obeys me and I retrieve a few more toys from the table, taking my time and making her wait.

First is the blindfold that I tie securely. Then I stand behind her raised ass and start kneading the pale skin. All the anguish, anger, and despair that I have bottled up inside has spilled over to flow through my arms and down to my hands. I quickly grab the whip and take a step back as it whooshes through the air snapping when it strikes my little brown haired girl's ass leaving a welt in its wake.

"Ugh!" Amy moans from the bite of the sting.

That was so invigorating, like an electrical current taking all of my worries and frustrations out through my hands, along the whip, and finally ending on Amy, though she doesn't know how much I need this or my reasons why.

My demons are not something I share with anyone. The braid is hypnotizing as I am reminded of my dark past. I want you to feel my pain, my mind screams. Where that came from I don't know but I chant it over and over in my head while I continue to whip her. I think it's been 8 so far. Damn, what a sight! Her head is on the chair seat, her hands gripping it, her ass is in the air with the garters and stockings still on, and her long legs are trembling in her heels.

"Since this is only for my pleasure, and not yours, I will whip you 6 more times. Do you understand?" I ask her.

"Yes sir!" she says loudly.

As I finish the 6 strokes, she calls out, "Oh…..stop…..hurts…..it hurts….."

I know that she is just saying it as part of the scene and doesn't mean it, at least I think so, so I pause and grab her braid yanking her head back, "You will safe word if you need to?"

"Yes sir!" She replies obediently.

Hearing no 'yellow' or 'red' called out I continue with the last three strokes. I don't hold back whipping her bare ass leaving streaks of pink crisscrossing the pale skin. Then I am done, I drop the whip as if it were on fire.

"Mmh…." I groan as my fingers find her wet center and I thrust them inside.

"Let me hear you. I want to hear your cries." I demand knowing that she was holding back.

I start with one finger, coaxing her just inside her walls as she starts writhing to my touch. Then, I add a second…..and a third. I move my fingers inside her against her front wall while listening to her moans grow louder and louder. When the pitch of her moans gets higher, it indicates to me that her orgasm is building. I do this to her. I cause her to lose her inhibitions and cry out. I am the one who decides what she needs, what I need.

I stop. I pull my fingers from her as she whimpers in protest and grab her braid, pulling her up from the chair. I turn her around.

"You can't come yet," I inform her before narrowing my eyes at her and say, "On your knees!"

She lowers herself as she responds, "Yes sir."

I haven't even taken off my clothes yet, too eager to get started so it becomes her job. She unfastens my pants as we stare at one another.

"Don't touch me above my waist." I remind her though it was in my profile.

"No sir," she says.

She pushes my jeans and briefs down past my knees. I take my thick hard length in my hand and order, "Open your mouth."

Without hesitation she does so and I push into her. Her mouth is so hot and she does her best to accommodate my size though it is a bit much for her to handle.

So good! So hot! I grab her braid tightly in my fist, using it to fuck her mouth. But after a while she starts moaning like she is enjoying it so I quickly pull out.

"This is for my pleasure alone!" I tell her.

I pull on the nipple clamps biting into her flesh and she moans again. At this point, I want to hear her beg for me to let her come. I am the one in control! It's complete euphoria.

I flip her over quickly onto the table and spread her legs. I get a bullet from the toys and slip it inside her wet center. With the remote I can control the intensity.

Then she is back on her knees with my cock in her mouth. She hungrily takes it. One of my hands holds the remote while the other is clutching the braid once again.

"Hah…..hah….." I can hear my own panting as she works me over with her mouth.

Her head bobs faster….and faster as I increase the vibrations on the remote, her stifled moans ignored.

She reaches up and fondles my balls, rolling them in her hand and I come completely undone. My own building orgasm is rapidly boiling to the surface.

My body tenses and my balls tighten just before I groan, "Ngh," pulling out to finish with my seed squirting over her lips, tongue, and chin. Damn, that's sexy, I think as I ride the waves of my orgasm causing my entire body to shudder.

I glance down at her and say, "Beg me."

She knows exactly what I am talking about and responds with, "Please sir, please allow me to come."

"Good girl," I praise her and press my palm to her cheek, "Lie down on your stomach on the bed, feet on the floor."

She does as told and I remove the bullet swiftly. Then I grab a vibrator with a small part that will stimulate her clit while it's inside her.

She is so fucking wet when I insert it and turn it on. Her legs shake in response to my pounding her with the toy. Her hands clutch at the sheets, knuckles nearly white.

Her cries become louder as I pick up the pace, fucking her with the toy while it vibrates her sensitive clit. It doesn't take long for her to stiffen and scream.

"Oh fuck!" she cries out. "Yes…..oh God…..yes."

I can feel her muscles spasm as I continue my relentless pace. As her body trembles before me and her cries turn to soft moans, I slow my pace until I finally stop and take out the toy.

I allow her a few minutes of rest and sit down on the bed next to where her spent body lay motionless.

"That, (hah)…..was (hah)….." She tries to say but her breathing is still erratic and her skin moistened with sweat.

I glance down at her with amusement. It is like having a time out as we both gather our wits about us. Already though, I feel a thousand percent better and like I can handle anything thrown at me now. There is nothing that I cannot accomplish in any area of my life. I will get through the whole Elena deal and make my million.

After a few quiet moments I say, "Ready for round two."

Amy smiles, "Yes sir….."