Chpt. 23 APOV:
The next morning I wake before Christian which isn't surprising considering how drunk he was last night. He doesn't move as I make my way to the bathroom, deciding to take a quick shower before ordering breakfast. I start the water and climb in; the water cascades down my body as I think about the events of the last couple of days. I was so happy that Christian didn't want to engage in a scene at the club, even though I know it would have been different in that playroom since it was just us and we didn't have to follow the rules it just didn't feel the same. Once we were back in the hotel room, I immediately felt relieved and relaxed with Christian. I blush deeply, remembering the scene at the hotel after the club and the way my body responded. Then last night, there was drunk Christian which was a first…I've never seen him drunk before and I have to admit it was kind of fun to have him so relaxed.
"Can I join you?" Christian opens the door to the shower.
"Of course" I smile.
"You were naughty girl last night" Christian kisses me deeply, his erection rubbing between my legs.
"Who? Me?" I say innocently.
"Do you need to be reminded who is in charge?" he asks sternly but with a smile letting me know he is only half serious.
"Maybe I do sir" I answer, his eyes immediately go dark as they fill with desire.
He wraps my hair in his hand, pulling down so my head is forced up. His lips crush hard against mine, almost painfully hard as his tongue thrusts into my mouth. I moan as his erection continues to rub against my clit and I feel my juices coating him as my body responds quickly to him.
"On your knees" he orders before nipping my tongue. "Hands behind your back."
I immediately fall to my knees, clasping my hands behind my back as he directed. He stands in front of me, stroking his erection in front of my face for several minutes. I desperately want to reach out, to touch him, to taste him but I know right now this isn't what he wants. He strokes himself until a drop of liquid emerges at his tip at which point he pulls my lower jaw down so my mouth is open and thrusts himself in. Immediately he hits the back of my throat, causing me to gag at the unexpected feeling. He pulls my head against him, pushing himself in deeper, pushing himself past my gag reflex. I struggle to relax my throat, to take him and finally my body complies and I swallow around him. He moans loudly, moving back slightly before thrusting back into my throat deeply. He continues this for what feels like forever and I realize he is doing now exactly what he was trying to do last night when I was teasing him.
"Oh God….don't stop….that's it take me deeper" He moans as he pushes himself further down my throat.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" he screams as he empties himself, still deep in my throat.
I struggle to take everything, to swallow everything while he is in this position. He pulls back slightly, allowing me to swallow easier. I continue sucking him, his dick slowly softens in my mouth. I can tell he is struggling; his dick continues to twitch in my mouth almost as if it going to become hard again. Suddenly Christian pulls out of my mouth, lifting me up to him before kissing me deeply.
"You feel so good when you do that" Christian nips my ear.
"I've never…you're the only one who's ever done that" I blush.
"You've never taken someone like that?" He asks surprised.
"Not that deep, not like that" I say embarrassed.
"Hmmmm…another first baby" he smiles.
"How do you feel this morning?" I ask as we wash up.
"Not as bad as I expected" he admits.
"You were pretty drunk last night" I giggle.
"That I was" he laughs. "They kept ordering drinks, most of which I've never heard of."
"You're quite entertaining when you're drunk" I smile.
"Tell me, did you enjoy yourself last night?" he smirks.
"Hmmmmm I did….so did you" I lean up and kiss him.
"I'm glad you didn't restrain my hands…I don't think I would have been able to handle that" he whispers holding me against him.
"Why?" I ask quietly.
"When he would….when he would beat me or burn me he would hold my wrists behind my back" he answers sadly.
"Oh baby…I had no idea" I rub his back slowly.
"Just don't…." he stutters.
"I won't, I promise I will never restrain your hands" I vow. "I just wanted to have a little fun with drunk Christian last night, I didn't even think it would…"
"It didn't baby" he interrupts. "And for the record, I liked seeing you take control last night. You seemed so confident, so in charge. It's like when you are in CEO mode…it's so hot. It didn't bother me that you told me to put my hands above my head, or even when you held them in place because I knew if I needed to I could move them. I'm just asking that if that happens again, just please don't –"
"I promise" I repeat.
"Thank you" he sighs.
"So…CEO mode is hot?" I giggle, trying to change the subject seeing as he is becoming uncomfortable.
"When you take charge, it sure is. The first time we met with Barney, Welsh and Taylor after your apartment was destroyed and you took control, it was so hot" he smiles.
"Hmmmm who knew?" I say surprised.
"We should get out and grab some breakfast" he turns of the water. "Just put a robe on."
"Okay?" I question.
"We are going to go back to the club and do some shopping after we eat" he explains. "We may not be in the club to play but I want you dressed in the outfit I brought."
We order in room service as I sit the luxurious robe the hotel provided, completely naked underneath. I find myself turned on at the thought of Christian dressing me like he did the other night. I don't know what type of things they might have the store but the idea of shopping for sex toys to bring back here is very arousing. After breakfast Christian goes into the bedroom, requesting I stay in the living room once again as he lays out my clothing for the club today. A few moments later, Christian opens the door and instructs me to get dressed. I close the door behind him before checking out the outfit he has picked out for me to wear. Today, it seems I am going to be dressed as a naughty school girl which causes me to giggle. I slip on the black thong which is completely see through before putting on the plaid skirt which isn't long enough to cover my ass cheeks. There is no bra to put on, so I put on the white button down shirt which comes to around the middle of my ribs. I slip on the heels and necklace I wore last time to the club before stepping in front of the mirror; I hate to admit it but I do look sexy in this outfit. Turning around I realize my ass cheeks are on full display and if it's cold outside my nipples will be as well. My sex is somewhat disguised but under the bright light you can easily see the outline of it.
"Holy shit baby….you look hot" Christian opens the door, looking at me up and down very slowly.
"You like?" I ask spinning around, the skirt lifting as I do.
"You're going to be lucky if I don't fuck you in the cab on the way to the club" he smirks.
Once again, Christian puts the long black coat on me before we leave the room to catch a cab. I'm not nearly as nervous as I was last night…today I know we're only going into the store not into the club itself. When we arrive, we enter through the same door as we did last night and Christian gives our jackets to the person behind the desk. My eyes remain on the floor as Christian leads me through the hallway in the opposite direction of where we were last night. I hear him talking to someone, explaining that we are only looking to shop today before he ushers me into a large room.
"You can look up now" he whispers, squeezing my hand tightly.
For a moment I'm taken back, the room contains every piece of equipment, every toy, every outfit imaginable and even those you can't. I don't even know what half the items are in the room, but Christian slowly leads me up and down the aisles. It's like you're at a grocery store, except instead of food they sell sex toys and torture devices.
"That's what the one girl was wearing last night" I whisper to Christian gesturing to a butt plug with a tail at the end of it.
"Not my thing at all but some people enjoy it" he says.
"I'm glad you don't" I giggle.
"You should keep your sub quiet" a stern voice from behind the counter says.
"And I think you should mind your own business" Christian says sternly. "I believe the rules state the sub should only speak when the dom tells her to. Not that it's any of your concern, but I instructed her to speak to me before we entered this room."
"Hmmmmmm" the guy says.
"Thank you" I whisper.
"Does anything here interest you?" he asks as we continue walking.
"Why don't you pick out something? I don't even know what half of this stuff is" I answer. "Surprise me."
"I like that idea" he smiles. "Keep your eyes down so you don't see anything."
"Yes sir" I reply quietly.
We walk around the store for some time; Christian keeps his hand in mine the entire time. I hear a few other voices and realize that others have entered the store. My face immediately blushes thinking of my ass on full display for everyone to see. A glance down confirms that my hardened nipples can easily be seen through the fitting white shirt. I glance around without making it obvious; I see another dom and sub in the same aisle. The female dom is dressed in all black leather which is complimented by fishnet stockings and high black heels. Her sub is dressed in leather shorts with pink ruffles on the ends and a black leather bra which wouldn't be so bad if her sub wasn't a male. I bit my tongue trying to keep a straight faced as I watched this poor man being led around by a leash while wearing a bra. Christian squeezes my hands and leads me down another aisle. I keep my eyes down, really not wanting to see much more than I already have. I can see several pairs of feat walking around the store and it's obvious that business is starting to pick up. Every so often I would see female feet or a sub crawling on the floor which makes me thankful that Christian isn't like that. I can't imagine walking around the club or the store in front of others on my hands and knees like some of these subs.
"Your receipt sir" The man behind the counter who was rude to us earlier says.
"Thank you" Christian says taking several bags in his hand.
"May I?" the man questions.
"You most certainly may not!" Christian exclaims angrily pulling me out of the store.
He doesn't say a word but quickly leads me back to the coat check where he covers me with the long jacket before we step outside.
"Christian?" I ask as the door shuts behind me.
"He was asking to touch you" he grimaces.
"Ew" I say in disgust.
"We will not be coming back here" he says with confidence.
We get in the cab and head back to our hotel. Christian has the bags from the store in his hand but I can't tell what is in them as we take the elevator to our floor. We quickly return to our room; Christian takes off my overcoat before taking the bags to our room.
"Take off your panties" Christian instructs putting his hand out.
I immediately comply, removing the see through thong and giving it to him. The air is cool on my exposed sex; Christian doesn't say anything but stares hungrily at me. He takes my hand and guides me to the edge of the couch before gently pushing on my back so I lower myself over the arm of the couch. My ass and sex are on full display for him since the skirt doesn't cover anything when I'm standing and it covers even less when I'm bent over like this. Without warning I feel him thrust the ben wa balls into me, pushing them deep inside of me without giving my body much of a chance to react. I breath through the discomfort but don't say anything; Christian is in full dom mode right now and must need a scene I realize. I gasp as I his hand lands sharply on my ass; it doesn't hurt but causes the balls inside of me to hit that wonderful spot. He slaps me ten times before pulling me back up; I'm panting heavily from the excitement and arousal.
"You are not to come without my permission today" he says sternly.
"Yes sir" I reply trying to get my breathing under control.
"We are going sightseeing but first I would like you to make us some lunch" he instructs.
"Yes sir" I agree.
I slowly walk to the kitchen, feeling the balls move inside of me with each step. It takes me much longer than it should to make two subs and bring them to the dining room. I place the plates down but stand next to the table awaiting Christian's instructions.
"Something to drink perhaps?" he asks.
"Yes sir" I slowly return to the kitchen, grab two bottles of water before returning to the table.
"You may sit and eat" he instructions.
"Yes sir" I say.
We eat our lunch, making small talk about the various sites we want to see. Christian continues to seem on edge; ever since we left the club he hasn't seemed like himself. I can only assume that the sales person's comment, and likely gesture, really got to him. I don't know why he would let it affect him but for some reason it seems to. After we finish our meal, I clean up the dishes; the entire time I can feel Christian's eyes on me watching my every move. Knowing that he is watching me, likely watching my ass, is strangely arousing to me. He informs me he would like to leave in a few minutes and it's at that time I realize that he's not going to let me change clothes before we leave. I blush at the thought of walking around the city wearing this skimpy outfit sans undergarments. He hands me the overcoat without saying a word, leading me down to the main lobby and out onto the street. We catch a cab rather quickly and spend the next few hours touring the various sites of Taiwan. After much walking, my body is on the edge; I desperately need a release but Christian has completely ignored my obvious discomfort.
"There's one more place I would like to visit before we end our day" Christian announces as we get in yet another cab.
"Yes sir" I mumble, disappointed that we are not returning to the hotel.
A short ride later we arrive at our destination; getting out of the cab I realize we are at the Lin Family Mansion and Garden which I've only ever seen pictures online. The gardens are breathtaking; it's easy to see why it is noted to be one of the four great gardens of Taiwan. We spend the next two hours walking throughout the beautiful gardens and taking a private tour of the residences which I can only assume Christian arranged since places like this typically only host group tours. I find myself speechless when taking in the architecture of the various buildings some of which trace back to 1847. Nothing has been overlooked in preserving these beautiful pieces of history.
"Christian this is….amazing" I say in awe as we stand at the edge of the pond.
"I hoped you would like it" he kisses me on the cheek.
We stay at the water for several minutes, enjoying the peacefulness of our surroundings before we head back to the main entrance and get a cab. Christian instructs the driver to take us back to the hotel which I know will be some distance from where we are now given how much we have traveled today. I gasp quietly as the cab hits a pothole causing the balls inside of me to hit that wonderful spot. This slight move puts me back on the edge, desperate for the release I have been denied so much today. My entire body feels like it's on fire as the cab continues to drive down a very bumpy road. My breath increases as I desperately try to force my body to relax; I quickly realize this is not going to happen as the balls once again hit my g spot perfectly. Within minutes I feel the impending orgasm and know that I'm not going to be able to hold it back. As the cab hits one more bump in the road, the orgasm finally hits, taking over my entire body. Luckily I have the sense not to scream or moan as my head falls against the back of the seat, but Christian immediately looks at angrily knowing exactly what just happened. He says nothing but puts his hand forcefully between my thighs feeling the evidence of my orgasm. I immediately blush deeply, glancing at the cab driver who thankfully remains oblivious to what just happened. Christian doesn't say anything but pushes my legs back together and glares at me for the rest of the cab ride. I know I disappointed him; I'm disappointed in myself for not being able to withhold my orgasm like he instructed.
"You came without permission" Christian says as he closes the hotel door behind him.
"Yes sir" my eyes are focused down but I can feel his eyes on me.
"You came in a cab with a stranger in the front seat!" he exclaims, pulling my jacket off of me and tossing it to the side.
"Yes sir" I say embarrassed.
"Go to the couch, bend over the arm rest again" he instructs before going into the bedroom.
I slowly walk over to the couch and lay across the armrest as he instructed. Christian doesn't return for several minutes and although I wonder what he is doing I don't move. I hear the shower running but I know better than to move from the position he told me to be in. My legs begin ache from standing in this position for so long when I finally hear him open the bedroom door behind me. Without warning I feel a paddle hit my ass hard; I wince it pain and swallow the cry as the second hit comes quickly.
"Who do your orgasms belong to?" Christian asks as he hits me again.
"You sir" I sob.
"Are you allowed to come in the backseat of a cab?" He asks swatting my ass again.
"No sir" I cry out in pain.
"Do you like coming in front of strange men?" he asks.
"No sir!" I exclaim.
"Will you ever do that again?" the paddle hits my ass hard again.
"No sir!" I scream.
"Who do you belong to?" He requests.
"You sir, only you!" I sob.
"Who is the only person allowed to see you come?" the paddle lands on my ass harder than before.
"You! You sir!" I scream.
Without warning I feel him pull the balls out of me and just when I think I'm going to get some relief he slams into me hard. He doesn't say anything but forcefully thrusts into me, nearly pushing my body off the couch. My body has no chance to acclimate from the sudden intrusion as he continues to fuck me hard. His hand is on my upper back, holding me in place as he pulls nearly all the way out of me before slamming back into me. Despite the recent orgasm, the paddling and the forcefulness in which Christian is continuing to enter my body I feel myself getting aroused again.
"You will NOT come" Christian says sternly clearly sensing my body responding to his act.
"Yes sir" I pant.
Just when I think I can't take anymore I feel Christian swell inside of me as he thrusts harder and deeper into me than before. Moments later he grunts finding his release inside of me; he pushes himself further in me as if he thinks he can get any deeper than he already is. He pulls out of me slowly, letting me feel his entire length slide out of me before lifting me off the couch.
"Clean me" he instructs.
I immediately fall to me knees in front of him, he guides his erection into my mouth. Immediately I taste my own juices on him but I look past this and take him deep in my mouth. I can feel him begin to soften as I suck him, milking every drop of come out of him. He says nothing but his hand rests gently on my head as I continue sucking on him.
"I'm very disappointed Ana" he sighs. "If it was becoming too much you should have alerted me that you were approaching your breaking point. Instead you let yourself come in front of a complete stranger in the back of a fucking cab!"
I sob silently realizing he is right. I must have looked like a slut coming in the back of a cab; I should have used my safe word, I should have conveyed to him that I was getting close. After spending a wonderful afternoon touring the city together I regret that my lack of communication resulted in a punishment toe end our day. He is completely soft in my mouth but he makes no move to pull out; I continue to explore his manhood with my tongue and my lips.
"Do you remember your punishment for coming without permission last time?" Christian asks.
I immediately gulp remembering the punishment all too well; my punishment was to wear a butt plug all night and most of the next day. He pulls my head back so his soft erection falls from my mouth, his eyes on me clearly waiting for an answer.
"Yes sir" I whisper.
"Good. Go to the bedroom, in the bag is a small butt plug. Bring it to me along with the tube of lubricant that is in there" he instructs before sitting on the couch.
I quickly make my way to the bedroom, sorting through the bags before finding what he requested. I see several new toys in the bags which excite me further but I know this isn't the time for them. Right now I need to gather the items he requested and return to the living room.
"Did you find everything?" he asks as I return to the living room.
"Yes sir" I hand him the plug and lubricant.
"Very good. Now on your hands and knees in front of me, your ass facing me" he orders.
I nervously drop to my hands and knees, facing away from him as he instructed. My skirt is once again around my waist covering absolutely nothing.
"Why am I doing this?" Christian asks.
"To punish me, sir" I answer quietly.
"Why do you need to be punished?" he ask.
"Because I didn't communicate that I was approaching my breaking point sir" I answer honestly.
"Very good, I am pleased that you are able to identify the real reason you are being punished" he grabs my ass and I feel him separating my cheeks gently. "Your ass is a beautiful shade of pink right now."
"Yes sir" I whisper.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm" I whimper in discomfort as he pushes the butt plug into me.
"Be a good girl and relax your body" his hand gently goes up and down my back.
I gasp as he pushes the final part of the plug into me, holding it there while my body instinctively tries to push it out. Slowly my body relaxes and holds it in place; at least with the last punishment I was in the midst of pleasure when the plug was put in so this time it feels much more like a punishment. Christian gently guides me from the floor to the couch next to him; I immediately cringe as I sit down the plug is pushed further inside of me.
"Are you okay?" his eyes are full of concern.
"Yes sir, I'm fine" I answer honestly. While it's uncomfortable it is nothing I can't handle.
"This isn't how I wanted today to end" he sighs.
"For that I'm sorry, you were absolutely right to punish me" I admit.
We spend the next couple of hours getting lost on our smartphones; both of us checking and responding to various emails about our companies before we decide to call it quits for the night. We take our turns in the bathroom getting ready for bed before taking our clothes of and laying next to each other. Christian pulls my back against his chest, anchoring me close to him.
"I love you" he whispers.
"I love you too" I say sleepily.