Chapter Nine

AN: It's still not indenting my paragraphs. Gah.

Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me...

It was hours after that Erik took me back to his lair. When he did, he automatically went to his organ, ignoring my presence completely. I was very much used to this from living with Raoul and I would not let Erik do the same.

"Erik," I muttered softly. He didn't move. His fingers moved like a madman running away from imprisonment. His body, however, lay still and wouldn't budge. "Please speak to me." He did not move. "Erik, I'm sorry for your past, please don't igno--" His fingers flew to my lips and covered them gently. He lowered them and continued playing until one aurea ended. When it did, he turned to me with his piercing glare. I, not knowing what to do, stared back until he pointed to the floor.

"Sit," he said in an exhale, "now." I did as he ordered and sat on the floor, having shivers run up my spine from the coolness of the ground. He ran his fingers through my hair as his expression softened.

"I-- I didn't-" I began to stammer but he hushed me with his fingers again.

"Christine," he whispered softly, "you will sit here quietly and wait for me to finish whatever it is I feel like finishing, do you understand me, my love?" I felt weak and small. Should I obey him? Or question his newfound authority? It wasn't newfound. He had power over me from the beginning.

I nodded meekly as he smiled down at me. My Master began to play his organ again and fortunately for me he played a short piece. I smiled at myself. I would get behind his mind soon enough, with or without his approval. Perhaps I wasn't that weak... or obediant.

The song got darker and until he finished and looked at me, his features were dark and cold as well. Upon looking at me behaving myself, his gaze softened and his fingers fell into my hair again. He smiled and patted his lap. I eagerly stood up and climbed into it with a soft smile.

"My love," he said under his breath, "go and fetch me the brush." I did. I jumped up and hurried to his bedroom to grab the wooden brush that lay on his nightstand. When I got back, he pulled me into his lap again and ran his fingers through my hair then grabbed the brush and slowly and gently ran it through my curly locks of brown hair while his other hand ran down my chin, neck and rested on my breasts, cupping them.

"Mmmm..." was all I could say.
"You are my property, Christine," he said "You understand that I hope."
"Yes, Erik, I do," I whispered.
"Good girl." His voice was soft and gentle. "Then you will understand when I say that I don't allow you to take that ring off without permission ever?"
"Yes, Er-- Ever?" I opened my eyes and stared into his. They were dark and gloomy. "What about--"
"Don't say his name," was his warning. "When Le Vicomte asks you about it, I doubt he will -- he's a git, you will tell me, alright?" I looked down as he pinched my chin and made me look at him. "This," he pointed to the ring, "dearest, most innocent Christine, is your sign of ownership. You will belong me to, understand?"
"I..." Nothing came out for about a minute. "Yes, Erik. Thank you, Sir," I added quickly.
"You hesitated," he said softly as his fingers caressed my cheek and the hand with the brush fell to my side. "Why?"
"I'm afraid of Raoul's questions. What if he hurts me? What if he hurts you?" Erik laughed at this.
"Le Vicomte de Chagny couldn't hurt me. Hell, you could probably dominate him in a fight... Not that I like the idea of you being dominant..." I smiled as he continued to brush my hair. His other hand pinched my chin again and pulled my face closer to his as he initiated a lingering kiss and left me breathless and created butterflies in my stomach. I wanted him more now that I was his completely. Officially. He lips pulled away and formed a smile.

He opened his mouth and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Come with me."

AN: Yay. I'm back. It's been like 7 months since my last post. And I want reviews. I'm back because a) I want reviews and b) my life got calmer and now is boring. So there. Review. And btw, I have absolutely NO idea where the "Come with me" is leading to. -shrug- Something contraversial maybe. Hmmm... Anyhow, review. I want feedback. Not on my absense but on the whole "You own me" thing done here. It's bdsmy donchathink? Comment. By the by, I'm in the lifestyle... and erik as a dom or even Master is friggen yummy... -growls-

laurie.

P.S. Do NOT complain that I haven't posted for so long. I apologize. There are a lot of stupid people around. They aggravate me. I mean I love ALL of you.

I'm really done now.