I'm kneeling on the floor with my hands behind my back, wrists pushed together as if bound, in just my panties. My head is raised up looking towards the door. There are two robes hanging there, both made out of silk; a large long black robe and a smaller white robe hang side by side. I must have missed seeing them last time as I don't remember them at all.
Christian has been gone for quite a while. After he had given his order with those two simple words I had gone upstairs. Then I saw that locked room from our first night. Looking back over the railing, I could see him head to the kitchen. I silently stepped over and tried the handle. Locked, shit! I don't know, what I was expecting - it to be unlocked? That the door would open and reveal Christian's secrets to me? I should be so lucky. Not wasting anymore time, I step into his unlocked play room. Standing at the door I remove my clothes and fold them up placing them in a pile in the corner of the room with my shoes.
I feel like I have been here for nearly an hour waiting for him. I actually think should I get up and go to find him. Maybe he is still mad at me for the car and the stupid kiss on the Jose's cheek. I'm still pondering that when the double doors open and he enters.
Fuck me. He looks so hot, wearing only a pair of torn up grey jeans. I feel myself drooling because they are barely holding onto his hips. I actually think he is using magic to keep them up when I see the swelling bulge in the front and know, it's something else completely that is stopping those jeans from falling off. My inner angel nudges me, but I can't take my eyes off his body. He is on show to me - I can see all his scars. There, on top of his old scars, I see his fresh new scars done to him by his own hands as he tried to dull the pain of leaving me.
My core is already dripping wet and ready for him. My inner angel screams at me to look into his eyes. Shit! I completely forgot. I gaze up into his eyes and they are a smoldering hot volcano of lava. This can't be good, I have upset him. His hand reaches out and grabs me behind the neck in his firm grip as he pulls me up to face him. I can't speak since I can't even think of anything to say. He pushes me towards the bed and turns me to face him.
Both his hands grip my face and his lips crash onto mine in a fiery short kiss. He pushes me hard and I fall back onto the bed. He kneels quickly onto the bed, taking my wrist and slipping a leather buckle over it. I watch his hands strapping my wrist. He climbs onto the bed and pulls my other wrist into the leather buckle, immobilizing my hands. He's hovering over me and I'm only in my underwear. His gaze runs over my strapped up wrist over my arm and to my eyes. His eyes are dark, he's corrupting me with his thoughts and actions. I want his touch all over my body, and he smirks and pulls back stepping off the bed.
His hand reaches out and grips my ankle in his tight grasp. I raise my head up to see him pull my ankle over to a large leather buckle and slips it into place around my ankle. He moves around the foot of the bed grabs hold of my free ankle pulling my legs wide open and strapping it up to in a soft leather buckle. Lying on the bed with my arms and legs outstretched and helpless. I see him look me over and turn to head away from the bed.
I go to ask where he is going when he stops at a cabinet and pulls the drawer open. His hand pulls out a soft looking piece of fabric with a strap. He steps away and over to a rack of items. I see his hand grab hold of a black riding crop with a leather end. My pulse skyrockets. He wants to use that on me and I'm strapped up helpless making me a slave at his mercy. He walks back over as my eyes are once again drawn to the bulge in his jeans.
He moves over above the bed and takes hold of my head as I see something in his hands. It's a blindfold and suddenly I'm plunged into darkness. My breathing is ragged as he remains silent, so I have no idea what he is doing. My inner devil begs him to touch me, screaming from her bed for Christian to take her. I feel the bed lift and he is no longer on it with me.
Then there is a light touching along my outstretched arm near my wrist. It feels smooth and strong as it moves closer along my arm. Slipping over my shoulder and moving along the top of my breasts. He pushes it along over my shoulder and back down my other arm. The touch disappears only to reappear against the side of my neck. I turn my head towards it as it rolls over my lips gently.
I taste leather and when it leaves my mouth it moves down my chin, over my neck and onto my breast. The piece of leather trails down onto my nipple and flicks over it as I try to push my breast into it more. Then it's gone for a split second, smack right on my breast. I gasp out loud as it hits. It feels so good with no pain. It trails over touching against my other nipple as I cry out for release.
"Do you want more?" He says in such a commanding tone.
"Yes." I gasp out.
"Yes, what?" He demands.
"Yes please, sir." I moan out without a second thought.
I feel his hand stroke over my underwear. The distraction is enough to take my mind off the leather and it comes down again on my other nipple making me bite my lip. I feel it moving over my body. God, I just need him to touch me. The leather drops onto my stomach and runs over the edge of my hips.
It lifts away as something hard touches my hardened nipple. Rolling over it, sliding around it, circling it. Suddenly it comes to life vibrating against my nipple making me squeal. It tickles and teases my nipple as his lips move down resting on mine in a drugging kiss that steals my thoughts. The vibrating touches against my neck making it hard to focus on anything in the darkness of the blindfold.
My body gives into all the pleasurable sensations running through it as I'm dripping, I need him so much. The vibrating runs lower as he traces it down my body between my breasts and over my stomach into my belly button. I try to buck my hips and he takes it, slipping it into the band of my underwear so it vibrates through my skin to my core.
"Don't move." He orders.
I stop instantly, but the thought to wiggle my hips is still there. His fingertips slip into my underwear claiming the vibrating item and he pushes his fingers down and slips them into my folds. The sensation is amplified by a thousand, as I almost thrust my hips off the bed. It's vibrating against my clitoris and I'm biting my lip so hard to stop from screaming.
The feeling of this is powering me towards my explosive release. I'm nearly there, so close I can taste it. Smack! The hit lands right against my raising hips in the centre, through my underwear. It drops me back to the bed and just stops me from finding my release.
I gasp licking my lip as I can hear his laboured breathing while mine is so much louder and faster. I feel like he is watching me as the vibrating device keeps pushing me back toward my sweet release. Just as I feel myself reaching there comes another smack on the same place. It drops my hips back down and stops me getting the release I need.
Oh, sweet mother, he is torturing me by keeping me from my own release. I'm ready for him this time as I lick my lip and I hope to keep his focus toward my mouth as I get ready to feel the slap of leather right on my underwear. I will continue through it this time it won't distract me. My build up is getting close as my body wiggles on the bed sheets. Yes, it's here, wait - he hasn't hit me.
Smack! It's not where I expect it, landing on my exposed and hardened nipple making it tingle. The difference in place the slap came from was enough to distract me from my release again. His hand runs ever so slowly down my breasts and over onto my stomach heading lower. It then pushes into my underwear and I feel his fingers take hold and pull out the vibrating device.
I go to scream out how close I am when his fingers sink deeper than the device ever went. It's too much; my hips buck and I thrust into his hand once as my body finally gets its release. It feels like a thousand mirrors shatter in my mind at once from my scream, it's so exquisite.
I'm certain he is over me as I can feel the mattress sink between my legs and to my left side from where his hand is. His fingers stay inside until I come back down. Just for good measure, he wiggles them inside of me causing me to squirm in pleasure. His fingers delve inside of me running deep over my insides as I know he is not finished with me yet. Through my gasping breaths, I hear the sound. It's unmistakable, a foil packet being opened as my inner devil rolls around in joy at what she knows is coming.
His fingers slip out of me and I feel empty and helpless, strapped up on the bed. His position shifts and his fingers brush my skin over my underwear. He hooks them to the side and I feel him sink inside of me fully.
His drawn out gasp tells me he is more than ready for this. Listening to his breathing while trying to drown out my own, I long to look at him, but the blindfold seems to make every part of my body a hundred times more sensitive to his touch. His hips buck into me and I feel the joy deep down inside of me.
He is sinking deeper than before maybe due to my legs being spread so openly, or it could just be in my mind as the touches take over any eye contact I could have with him. I can feel his breath on my breasts as his hips are thrusting into me harder and faster with each powerful thrust.
My whole body has been on fire since the moment he walked into the room in those jeans. I don't know if he is naked now or if those jeans are just pulled down enough to release his erection and are now cupping his rear like I wish my hands could.
His body is easily and quickly pulling me up towards my next release as he penetrates me so deeply. I'm panting from the workout he is giving my body. He owns me, I'm his completely and he's mine. Powerful thrusts take me to the brink of heaven, and then in one massive explosion I see stars as my whole body arches off the bed, as pleasure sweeps through me, engulfing me totally. I hear in the depth of my mind his breath hitch as my whole body squeezes him. He finds his own release right then and there inside of me.
We both lay there in silence after the pleasure we have just enjoyed. I'm so content to stay like this forever with him deep inside of me. I feel the blindfold get pulled away and I have my sight back again. The room is not overly bright and I gaze up into his eyes. He looks back into my eyes. My blue eyes staring into his grey.
There is something there in those grey eyes. His normal cool grey eyes show his happiness, but the steel grey shows me he is angry. It's like I can see both and the tightness of his jaw line does it. He is mad at me.
(So that was Ana's punishment. With two chapters to go and we are still inside Christian's dungeon make no mistake this is more medieval castle dungeon that red room of pleasure. So Ana needs to be careful.
I'm sure some of you will be watching Fifty shades darker this weekend. I hope you enjoy it and I also hope you tell all your friends about the Hot and magical Christian Grey you have been reading about here.
These next two chapters will be the explosive final of part 1 and are not to be missed. Part 1 will be complete next week. I hope your all ready. Let me know your thoughts in the reviews and please do favourite myself so you can find part 2 once part 1 is finished. Thank you. SJamesW.)