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Elena

Elena Lincoln nee Redmond was born in Pleasantville, New Jersey – just a stone's throw away from Atlantic City. From an early age she learned how to use her charm to get whatever she wanted. However, by her late teens she grew out of the smallness of Pleasantville and AC, setting her sights on New York City. Her parents were devout Catholics who paid more attention to God and Church, for that would be their ultimate saving grace. A mantra she was taught since childhood and sometimes more forcefully with a spanking or a belt.

She never believed in God and she sure as hell didn't believe in the idea of family. Her imagination was wild and her wit led to tricks, which taught her that sex and money was the real religion to worship. As neglected and looked down upon Atlantic City was, it was the church that was her saving grace. Now she had to go find another congregation, preferably one she could lead.

Her first two years in were a struggle in NYC till she found BDSM start up club of sorts in Hell's Kitchen. It was there she was introduced to the idea of being a professional submissive. Men and women would pay for sessions to spank, whip or flog submissives. Some wanted only to cuddle and talk, as long as no bodily fluids were exchanged, it was legal and most of all, it paid well. Very well. But after a year and half of being a professional submissive, it was time to graduate into becoming a Domme. It was where she found her true self and she never looked back.

4 years later she met her future husband. She was in her late 20's was 25 years older than her, divorced and bored out of his fucking mind. She had just gotten done with a session at the Plaza Hotel with an international client and stopped by the Oak Room for a nightcap before heading home when she saw him.

He looked decent for his age and to him, she was young and more than easy on the eyes. She was beautiful. Long blonde hair, perfect body with warm chocolate brown eyes. He was mesmerized.

They ended up talking and a year later, they were married. She knew her husband wouldn't be able to handle any aspect of BDSM so there was an itch that still needed to be scratched but she could either go back to 'work' in the field or live the life with free access to money the way she wanted.

Elena dutifully paraded herself as the society wife who loved her husband and fit perfectly into his world. Yet on the inside she was dying. The lunches and galas were fleeting and unfulfilling. She needed more. She needed to beat the shit out of a sub. She needed the thrill of controlling someone and having them kneel at her feet.

That's where Christian Grey came in. He was an easy and good-looking target. Elena had realized early on that grown men just didn't cut it for her. She needed complete submission of the mind something she couldn't get from men her age. Christian would be the perfect candidate.

Under the pretense of yard work to help keep him busy for the summer, Elena got her claws into his still malleable psyche and molded him in her image for the 6 years that followed. Fortunately for her though, her husband died a year after she started her little arrangement with Christian, and left her half of his estate while the other half went to her stepson.

Once Christian told her that he longer wanted to be her sub and was dropping out of Harvard, she was more than happy to offer him seed money for his company. She couldn't run the risk of losing him. She offered to sub for him and help train him as a Dom, anything to help him so she could help herself. She saw potential in him and he had the makings of being her greatest creation.

Bar Luxe opened into her third year with Christian as her sub. It was fairly easy for her to get back into the BDSM circuit and claim her place. She became a regular and helped with match making services. Her lifestyle name? Ms. Trust. A play on words that she thought, added to her appeal.

Ms. Trust, was a prominent fixture in the BDSM community. She catered to a certain and elite clientele. A clientele who liked to bend and sometimes ignore the rules.

No matter how many subs she would train and have or how many times she got married, they would always be second best.

No one could ever outshine Christian. She created him. Her greatest achievement.

That was until, he would turn on her and tear her away from the life and have her thrown in prison.

Susie

Susannah Walsh who went by Susie or 'Sunshine' at Bar Luxe, was Christian's submissive before Leila. She would also be Christian's youngest submissive to date at only 19 years of age.

She was born to Irish immigrants in Yonkers, New York. Just 45 minutes from midtown Manhattan.

Susie was handpicked by Elena for Christian, as were all his subs. He didn't have time to do research and Elena, was more than happy to conduct the search and personally train them if need be for him. Not that he knew about the personally training, he didn't concern himself with the mundane details.

Susie attended NYU for undergrad and wanted to be an actor, got a job at the restaurant part of Bar Luxe, that was equally as exclusive as the BDSM club part, to pay the bills and she did okay for herself. She caught Elena's eye immediately while having dinner with another Dom in the market for a particular kind of submissive.

Elena was able to convince Susie that her tuition could be taken care of, along with room and board if she were open to a certain kind of arrangement. She would need to undergo training but once she was ready, she would be able to make close to $100,000 for a three month contract.

It was an offer to good to refuse. BDSM wasn't completely out of her realm of understanding. How bad could it be?

Susie was exactly Christian's type. She had pale almost translucent skin that grew pink at the slightest flush. Her eyes were green and playful, her hair long falling to the middle of her back. Her frame was tall and slender and most of all, she proved to Elena that she could take a beating.

Much to Susie's surprise she found herself to like it.

After two months of hardcore training under Elena, she brought her into the club for public and private scenes with other Dom's. None of them ended up being as harsh as Elena and one in particular turned out to be quite affectionate towards her. She scened a few times in private with that particular Dom and he tried to contract her but Elena had made her sign her own contract with a heavy dose of fear.

Elena had a way about her. She knew how to instill fear in people and get them to do her bidding.

After another month of scenes in Bar Luxe, Elena deemed Susie fit for Christian.

However, she would end up falling in love with her first ever contracted Dom. He was too handsome and skilled, more than any of the Dom's she had scened with as of recent. She worshipped him even when he was not around.

What Elena did not know about Susie was that she was clinically depressed but as many people aren't born with a silver spoon in their mouth, she had to learn how to hide it and function in society to make her way in the world.

Susie was Christian's sub for the duration of 6 months. He extended his usual three month contract with her, simply because she was readily available and seemed to be perfectly fine with the fact that he was travelling so much, trying to lock down a deal in Taiwan that would significantly raise his net worth and improve his presence in East Asia further.

Was she the greatest sub he had ever had? No, but she was eager and willing to learn. It had been his fourth month with her and at this point she had only safe worded twice.

During Susie's fifth month with Christian, he had come back frustrated and mad as hell from Taiwan. Things weren't going well and he badly needed a fuck. More than that, he needed to let the poisonous aggression out.

That need coupled with the fact that Susie would show up 10 minutes late on Friday evening, drove Christian up the wall.

Susie would safe word for a third and final time with Christian that night.

Their session ended with Susie tearing her shoulder from a suspension scene gone wrong due to Christian's blinding frustration and need to get to his release and Susie's need to please her Dom, along with the fact that she had fallen head over heels for him.

Christian paid for her medical care and surgery, ensuring she was taken care of but he was pissed with Elena and she sought to take it out on Susie as soon as she was well enough.

Susie was initially a hard sell but Christian found her attractive, the young age was a deterrent but Elena assured him that he could 'train' and mold her to his liking.

3 months later, it was September of 2017. After Susie's surgery and recovery, she found herself back at Bar Luxe. She needed the money and sitting at home was needed to get out. However, Elena had other ideas. Susie had put her in a difficult position with Christian and given his growing frustration at work, he was pissed as fuck when in reality it was his fault for not taking proper care and being so consumed for getting a fuck in.

"You fucking embarrassed me." Elena roared at Susie.

She gulped and tried her best not to cry. She knew how Elena hated tears. "I-I'm sorry... Mistress."

"You know what he called you? A FUCKING WEAKLING! IS THAT WHAT I TAUGHT YOU TO BE?"

"N-no Ma'am."

"Strip."

Susie closed her eyes and complied. She was led to the whipping bench and given a punishment that she would never forget.

"With each hit you will say 'I am not a weakling.' DO YOU UNDERSTAND? And don't you DARE safeword"

"Yes Mistress." Susie choked out.

Elena didn't stop until she was bleeding.

This session was the one that would break Susie psychologically.

Christian thought she was a weakling and didn't love her at all. The thought coupled with the pain finally broke her.

A few weeks later, Elena would present Christian with Leila. Then everything came crashing down.

Master

Master met Sunshine who he would much later find out to be Susie, while she was under Elena's tutelage.

He scened with her a few times and found himself wanting to contract her. He was enamored with her voice, her sweet smile and her playful demeanor but Sunshine kept her distance even though, she felt a tiny spark with him but she had an obligation.

He repeatedly asked Elena to talk Sunshine into considering him but Elena would feign frustration saying that Sunshine could not be convinced.

Of course he would find out later that Sunshine was reserved for Grey.

Over and over again, Elena would pick Grey over him.

Then in the Spring of 2018 when the case against Elena had grown stronger with additional witnesses coming forward, Master's business came under scrutiny and his hedge fund took a hit. People questioned his name and his loyalty. His $6 billion fund came down to $3.5 with clients pulling out of the fund. Whatever he was left with was his own money which he had worked so hard to earn.

His hatred from Christian grew exponentially.

He couldn't find Sunshine because Elena refused to tell him her name. The club couldn't be bribed enough to release her information either.

He found out later that she had been struggling in a shelter and on the streets, her drug of choice were opiates and anything else she could get her hands on. She was in and out of the psych ward, often disappearing into her own mind and occasionally coming back and asking for Christian, promising him she wasn't a weakling. She still had Master's card from when he offered it to her in the event she changed her mind and wanted to be his sub. In reality, he wanted a bit more. His sessions with her were more sensual and they did well together till she stopped coming to the club altogether.

In June of 2018, Master got a mysterious call on his phone late one night.

It was from Brooklyn Methodist Hospital. They had found his card in the jacket of the girl who was brought in and was being put in a 24 hour psych hold. She kept repeating sunshine is not a weakling.

After the hold was over, he paid her bills and was discharged into her care. Her name was Susannah Walsh. She'd shift in and out of herself. Referring herself as Susie and sometimes Sunshine.

However, due to Master's sharing similar features with Christian, she would mostly refer to him as Christian and then get confused when she looked into his eyes then start to panic and become a danger to herself and everyone around her. The quick fix was to put on grey contacts and slowly bring her out of this illusion with extensive therapy.

Sometimes when she seemed to be back to her normal self and would recognize him as himself but it would be fleeting.

It was going to take a long time to bring her back and have her love him as who he was but till then he was going to take her any way he could get her.

By July 2018, Elena had been convicted to life in prison for her crimes against children. Christian was conveniently left out but he was the conductor behind the orchestrated performance.

While watching the news on Elena, Susie piped up.

"Mistress beat me. She said Sir thought I was a weakling but sunshine is not a weakling." She murmured looking at the TV.

"Why did she beat you?"

She was coherent enough to rehash everything that happened.

"He tore your shoulder?" His blood pressure was through the roof. "And then this bitch beat you?"

She closed her eyes, nodding and started to cry at the memory. He pulled her into a hug and held her tight.

"I'll never let any of them hurt you again." He kissed her temple, trying to soothe her.

"I know you'll always protect me Christian." She looked up at him.

And just like that she was lost and the spell was broken again.

When Elena was processed and sent to prison in Upsate New York, Master immediately made arrangements to have the Warden on his payroll and shares bought into the private company that ran the prison. A small price to pay for the information he needed.

What did he want?

He wanted Elena to be beaten the shit out of and he was rewarded with a job well done.

When he went to see her in the infirmary after hours, Elena was black and blue. She looked like the scum she really was. To think he loved her at one point in his life. He shook his head and walked closer to her bed.

She opened her eyes.

"We used to be so good together Lena... but you just had to go and fuck it up by choosing Grey over me every time." He said with a low and menacing voice.

"I need your help." She whimpered in pain. She had fractured ribs, black eyes and hair pulled out. She looked like a forgotten shit on the ground in Central Park.

"Susie needed your help but you beat her." He gritted out. "I almost lost her because of you and Grey."

"I never touched her, it was all Christian. I swear. I even tried to stop him." She was lying of course. Better to deflect the blame to someone else and Master was too blinded by his hatred for Grey that he didn't question it.

"I have a proposition for you, Lena. If you want to live your remaining days in peace, I can make sure you live like a Queen here but for that I require your submission. Submission and information. You have a week to think about it." He turned on his heel and walked off.

He had his answer from her 24 hours later.

Never did he think that Elena Lincoln would become his bitch. Oh how the times change.

First item on his agenda was tracking down all of Christian's subs and seeing who would be willing to go against him but most of them had move on to greener pastures. Some moved away, most got married and were doing well in their careers, on the face of it there was no one who fit the mold of what Master wanted. Leila was his last resort. She may not have had that much D/s time with him but she was up for a chance to fuck up shit. She had a sinister side to her and like Elena, she loved money. Entering into a modified contract with her new Master was a no brainer, especially one that allowed her so much freedom.

Master was in the middle of brainstorming and figuring out how to bring Christian Grey when word got out that he was dating someone.

So he wasn't in the lifestyle anymore?

Lillian Atterton.

He knew her from Carrick's firm and had seen her around. There was no way she was the submissive kind but still, he was intrigued. Did Christian really love her? Only time would tell.

He needed a man on the inside. He knew that Taylor and Sawyer were long time employees so he had to get someone else to do his bidding. This is where Reynolds came in.

Reynolds had done some one off security jobs for one of Master's European clients. As a favor, he asked for a meeting to be arranged and made Reynolds an offer he couldn't refuse. When you involve someone's family as a threat, anything can be achieved.

All Reynolds had to do was report back on Lillian and the nature of Grey's relationship with her. Master was a patient man. He wanted to carefully formulate a plan that would slash Grey at the knees.

Lillian could probably be the perfect target.

Then Lillian made a move on Reynolds, and the possibilities seemed endless. Through Reynolds he could manipulate her slowly to the point of getting Grey to marry her.

As soon as they were married and pregnant, Master would make his move. Grey may not love Lillian but surely, he'd pay any price for his child.

Then, Grey broke up with Lillian and Anastasia Steele came on to the scene.

After Lillian's failures, Master had to recalibrate. If Grey really did love Anastasia then his focus would have to shift and be creative. He had no intention of spilling blood but the illusion of it was a sweet one to imagine. Lillian was already proving to be a problem and eventually she would have to be... taken care of.

For now, his entire focus was going to shift onto Anastasia Steele. The woman who had Christian Grey's heart and attention.

Once Susie was down for the night, Master went to his study to go over some emails, waiting for his sub to show. Then he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." He called out and Leila walked through, taking a seat.

"How are you Leila?" He smiled at her. He wasn't an asshole. In fact he was a benevolent and far more relaxed Dom.

"I'm good Master, how are you and Susie?" She smiled back.

"She's doing well. Still thinks I'm Grey sometimes but those episodes aren't as frequent as they used to be. The therapy and medication is helping. One day, that name will be a distant memory."

"I'm sorry, Master. I genuinely hope she gets better sooner rather than later." She paused. "Have you thought of a name? Last time I saw Susie she was still deciding."

"I hope so too and we're still thinking." He said with a wistful smile. "I'll be in the dungeon in 20 minutes, till then feel free to have something to eat."

"I will, thank you Master." She got up and walked away.

Master and Leila were not in a sexual relationship. He couldn't bear the thought of having sex with another woman other than Susie but he also couldn't lay a hand on her either. She'd been through too much. Instead, Leila fulfilled that need. She also seemed to crave it. The pain aroused her to no end. He made sure to get her off with toys and she was free to have other sexual relationships but Leila more than helped to sate his need for administering punishments.

There were just some things that couldn't be reprogrammed.

Sometimes, the effect of Elena's damage on people was long lasting.

A/N: Hope some of this makes sense. There's still some mystery as to the real connection between Master and Elena and I've left that on purpose. It will be eventually revealed. Leila and Reynolds are too small time for us.

Next chapter we go back to our babies for a while. Updates will slow down to once a week for a bit. I'm running on inspiration hits, lol.

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