AN: This is still Madison's friend. I don't usually post notes like this. But it has been a very scary & stressful few weeks. I could write paragraph's about the things that have happened. But that would bore you. So, I will just mention the current most important thing. Our dog Sassy has several health issues. We're worried that she has Pancreatitis again. She needs to go to the vet. But we are currently snowed in with no way to get out of our driveway. So, if you believe I'm asking (begging) you to please, pray for Sassy. If you don't believe. That's cool! I don't mean to offend anyone. But if you wouldn't mind I would LOVE it for you to send positive thoughts, or GOOD Karma out into the universe. Thank you in advance.
Chpt. 21 APOV:
The flight to Taiwan is long but uneventful; sitting in first class definitely makes the trip much more comfortable. When I flew here before I had to fly coach because the price of a first class ticket was too expensive. Money was tight as we were just starting to look into purchasing SIP and needed to save every penny where possible. I fall sleep against Christian early into the flight having not slept very well the night before. I can't believe how much I drank last night and that I threw up outside the club. Although I was pissed at Christian at the time, I'm glad Elliot called him and told him that I was out. If Elliot hadn't called him I don't know that we would be on our way to Taiwan right now. Our flight lands in Taiwan as scheduled, where we retrieve our luggage and hail a cab to the hotel that Christian has reservations at. Of course Christian reserves the largest suit the hotel has, it has two bedrooms, a full kitchen, a dining room, two bathrooms, a patio and a large living room.
"Christian, this room is huge" I say in awe looking around.
"I enjoyed it the last time I was here" he sighs.
"You had this room for one person?" I ask.
"Yes" he answers simply. "Come let's get unpacked, I'm going to order room service for dinner."
We unpack our clothes and personal items that we brought for the trip. Christian is careful to leave a smaller bag tucked inside his suitcase in the closet which I can only assume is for our time at the club tomorrow night. I find myself wishing we were going to the club tonight, despite all the rules that I am expected to abide by. I don't know what Christian is going to have planned or what type of outfit he has picked out for me to wear but I'm very curious.
"So I was thinking about what you said yesterday" Christian says as we eat dinner.
"What did I say?" I ask confused.
"That we didn't really know a lot about each other" he answers.
"Well…I mean we do…" I stutter.
"No you're right, we don't. I thought we could play a kind of twenty questions game and get to know each other more" he suggests.
"Okay" I laugh, enjoying this side of playful Christian.
"I'll start…tell me about your parents" He says.
"Well, you know my mother passed away. My dad and I are pretty close, but of course we don't see each other nearly as much as I would like. He lives in Portland which isn't very far but he often travels for work and with my own work schedule I don't get to see him very often" I explain.
"Your turn" he pours us each a glass of wine.
"What was it like for you growing up?" I take a sip of the sweet wine he poured.
"Rough" he sighs. "I couldn't stand for people to touch me, which resulted in me getting into a lot of fights in school. I was expelled from three different schools for fighting; it probably would have been more had my parents not made large donations to the private school I graduated from."
"Did you have any girlfriends in high school?" I ask.
"A couple…but they all ended very quickly. No one could understand why they couldn't touch my chest or my back…which meant they couldn't hug me and I couldn't hug them" he pauses. "And that was two questions."
"So it was" I laugh.
"Tell me about your time in high school…did you have many boyfriends?" he asks.
"No" I sigh. "I was a book worm; your typical nerd. I spent most of the time in library reading books or completing extra credit assignments with my teachers. I didn't have my first boyfriend until college."
"Your turn" he smiles.
"What were you doing when you left the penthouse the other day?" I ask.
"I had lunch with my parents, then had a session with Dr. Flynn, my shrink and then a long jog before Elliot called" Christian admits quietly.
"Oh…you were gone a long time" I observe.
"Your turn" he says a few moments later.
"How many sexual partners have had?" I ask bravely, taking another sip of wine.
"Including you, four" he answers.
"Hmmmmm" I'm surprised.
"You expected the number to be higher?" he asks.
"Well…yes" I smile.
"I've been on more dates than I can count, but they never worked out for one reason or another. Sometimes it was my work schedule, the long hours or having to cancel dates at the last minute that bothered them. Other times it was because they didn't understand why I wouldn't let them touch me; they would always think it was about them. It was difficult being intimate with them, because I couldn't tie them to the bed…so instead I had to resort to always holding their hands" he explains.
"Makes sense…" I say.
"Tell me about your sexual partners" he asks.
"Well, you already know that I've only had one partner before you" I answer. "He was a guy I met in college, we dated for six months before we finally had sex. The sex was, now I realize, boring and unfulfilling. I had to fake orgasms with him because I would rarely achieve one with him. Eventually it ended when I walked in on him fucking my roommate in my bed."
"Ouch" Christian says.
"Yeah…he said it was because I was a lousy lay" I laugh.
"Oh baby, that couldn't be further from the truth" Christian leads me over to the couch.
"My turn" I smile. "Tell me about your sexual experiences."
"Hmmmm" he sighs. "Well, you already know that none were in the lifestyle so it was plain vanilla sex. Let's just say I wasn't as responsive as I am with you….with them having an orgasm once was enough. With you, it's like I can't get enough of you. Even after I come I can't wait to get inside you again; I'm often ready to go minutes later. It was never like that with them."
"And at the clubs?" I ask the wine clearly giving me courage.
"I was involved in scenes with two subs, three scenes total before I realized it wasn't working. I couldn't perform with either sub, no matter how long we were in a scene or how hard they tried I just couldn't…After it happened with the second sub I realized it just wasn't going to happen and I stopped going to the club" he explains.
"Oh" I frown.
"What about your time at the club?" he asks, drinking his wine.
"I went several times in New York just to watch, several times a dom would approach me but I wouldn't get involved. I observed several scenes, or would just watch how a dom and sub would interact. I was more interested in learning about the lifestyle. Right before I moved back to Seattle though I felt I was losing control and desperately needed a scene. I went to the club and agreed to a scene with a dom who I had seen around the club several times. I left feeling used that night" I say sadly.
"Used? Did he hurt you?" Christian eyes are full of concern.
"No, nothing like that" Christian sighs in relief. "You know we didn't have sex, he brought me to an orgasm using the cat tails and a vibrating egg that he had inserted inside of me. After my orgasm, he ordered me to my knees where I…well you know…and afterwards he stood me, gave me a bottle of water as he got dressed and left."
"That bastard" he says.
"I think having been involved with you; I expected more from a dom. I didn't expect to feel so used right afterwards" I admit.
"I think we need more wine…" Christian refills both of our glasses.
"How intimate were you in the scenes at the club?" I ask blushing.
"I brought them to an orgasm using toys, never my mouth or hand" he says. "I had one suck me but I couldn't…" he blushes now.
"Oh…." I realize what he is trying to say.
"Did you ever engage in anal play before me?" Christian asks bluntly.
"No" my face a deep red. "Did you…with other women?"
"No" he admits. "Do you like it?"
"Yes" I admit quietly, clearly the alcohol is making me feel less embarrassed. "Do you?"
"Knowing that I'm the only one who has ever touched you like that? It's turning me on more than you would know right now" he smiles. "But even before tonight, yes I do."
"Did you ever use toys with the women you had sex with?" I ask.
"No" he admits. "Did you?"
"No" I say.
"Are you happy with the balance we have between dom/sub and our relationship?" he asks.
"Yes, very much so" I smile.
"Are you getting turned on by this discussion?" he asks.
"Yes" I admit. "Are you?"
He answers that question by putting my hand against his erection so I can feel how hard he is. He pulls me onto his lap, grinding me against his erection. He quickly unbuttons my top and removes my bra, his lips never leaving mine. I pull his shirt off of him before running my hands down his chest, once again enjoying that I can now freely do this. It was so difficult in the past to not touch his chest or his back especially when we were intimate.
"I love you" I whisper as I nip his ear, my breasts lay against his chest.
"God, I love you baby" he pulls me tighter against him, hugging me closely.
Christian suddenly stands me but holds me close to the couch as he unbuttons my pants, sliding them and my panties down my legs and tossing them to the side. I copy his actions, pulling him up from the couch and removing his underwear and pants before he pulls me back down on the couch. Once again I am straddling him, as his mouth crushes against mine hard. He pulls my hips down as he gently slides into my drenched sex. I moan taking him all in, feeling him deep inside of me. I never get tired of feeling him stretch me, of the full feeling I get whenever he is inside of me.
"Ride me baby" he begs, his voice sounds as if he is trying to maintain control.
With my hands on his shoulders I ride him, starting off slow but quickly increasing the pace and the intensity of my thrusts. We are both moaning loudly as I continue to slam myself into him, taking him in deep so he hits that magical spot that only he can find.
"Oh God!" I scream as the orgasm approaches.
"You feel so good baby, don't stop" he moans.
"CHRISTIAN!" I yell as the orgasm rips through me.
"ANA!" Christian screams, finding his release moments after I find my own.
"Wow" I sigh, resting my head against his shoulder, kissing his neck.
"Yeah" he moans.
"What's your plan for tomorrow?" I ask as we lay in bed together a little while later.
"I have a meeting at eleven which hopefully should be over by two or three. I figure we can have an early dinner before heading to the club then?" he asks.
"Sure…I have a few things with me to keep me busy" I answer.
The next morning we have breakfast delivered to the room before Christian leaves for his meeting. Christian had sent a new member of his team over to my office to retrieve some of my files before we left so I could at least get some work done while Christian was in his meetings. I read through several emails, responding to a few before getting lost in a manuscript that several of our editors are hesitant about. I make several notes in the columns but overall find myself getting lost in it which is always the sign of a good book in the making. Before I realize it the day has flown by and Christian texts me saying he should be back at the hotel within an hour. I place an order for room service and find myself getting nervous as the time to leave for the club gets closer. I'm not sure why I'm nervous, I trust Christian completely to take care of me. I know he won't let another dom get close to me or try to touch me. I think I'm more nervous because I don't know what he has planned for the scene or even for tonight.
"Hi" Christian greets me just as I'm setting dinner on the table.
"Hey you" I kiss him.
"How was your day?" he asks as we sit down to eat dinner.
"It went by faster than I thought" I admit. "I spent the time sorting through emails and reading a manuscript. How was your meeting?"
"Boring and a waste of my time" he sighs. "I don't know why they can't handle things like this over the phone and instead need me to physically explain things to them. It was just like last time, there is almost no point in me being here."
"Well, I don't know about no point…." I smirk.
"Oh that smart mouth of yours is going to get you trouble" he laughs.
"You love my mouth" I smile.
"You have no idea how much" he giggles. "I'm going to lay out your outfit for tonight on the bed and then take a shower. I want you to wear only what I have laid out for you, understood?"
"Yes sir" I say.
"When you hear the shower start you can come in and start getting ready" he heads to the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
I suddenly feel butterflies in my stomach wondering about what he has planned for tonight. I try to remind myself that as the dom he knows what I need and he is supposed to push my boundaries, my limits to bring me pleasure. The fact that we are in another country, where there is no chance of running into anyone we know just excites me further knowing that he probably has something unique planned. I hear the shower turning on and take a deep breath before going into the bedroom. As he said, there on the bed is the outfit he packed for me. I'm absolutely floored and half tempted to refuse to go tonight but I need to remind myself once again that I am giving him complete control to him tonight therefore I need to do what he says. Laying on the bed is a dress, if one can even call it that is completely see through. It has long sleeves, a deep neckline and looks like it will fall just below my ass. It covers nothing and leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. I see a lace thong next to the dress which is almost see through but should at least cover my sex although it will leave my ass fully exposed. The bra is very similar to the one I wore on our second night in Taiwan, with cut outs for the nipples. Looking at this it's clear that my ass and nipples will be on full display unless he adds something to this outfit. I take a deep breath before putting on the outfit, cringing when I look in the mirror and see my entire body on display.
"Wow" Christian gasps as he opens the bathroom door.
"Do you like it sir?" I ask, slowly turning around so he can take in the entire outfit.
"Like? Fuck I could take you right now and still not feel satisfied" he moans. "You look beautiful."
"It's quite revealing" I admit.
"Yes it is" he agrees. "I have something that will cover your nipples so they won't be as noticeable."
"Oh good" I sigh.
"I have another item for you" he says after he gets dressed.
Christian hands me a medium sized baby blue box, which I quickly open to discover a beautiful necklace. There is a small gold chain that looks like it will rest check below my neck; hanging from it are two diamond encrusted hearts intertwined.
"Christian this is beautiful" I say in awe.
"Do you know what this is?" he attaches the necklace around my neck, the heart falling just to my collar bone.
"Is it meant to symbolize a collar?" I guess.
"Yes, it is a collar" he confirms. "It is meant to let everyone in the lifestyle know that you belong to me."
"It's breathtaking, very sophisticated" I say.
"I looked for a long time for something perfect for you. There were too many that look like someone owns the sub; I wanted something that you could wear at any time in any place something that would remind you of me" he blushes.
"Oh it's perfect Christian" I kiss him deeply, completely surprised by his gift.
"Now, shall we cover up those nipples so everyone can't see them?" he laughs.
"That would probably be a good idea" I giggle.
Christian tugs the neckline of the dress down which is easily done as the dress is made of a very stretchy material. It's tight against all my curves, but stretches so he could pull the entire top down to my waist without ruining the dress. He immediately sucks hard on my nipple through the cutout of my bra and I feel my body quickly responding to him as my nipple hardens in his mouth. I lean my head back, closing my eyes at the pleasure when I suddenly feel a pinch on my nipple. I look down just as Christian begins sucking hard on the other nipple. Affixed to my one nipple is a small purple butterfly attached to a clip; quickly Christian clamps another butterfly on my other nipple. The clips don't hurt, they are a tad uncomfortable but nothing compared to the nipple clamps that he has used in the past. He pulls my dress back up and steps back to admire my breasts.
"Now you look perfect" he smiles. "Does it hurt?"
"No" I blush but am thankful that at least my nipples are now covered even if my ass remains fully exposed.
"I have an overcoat for you to wear until we get to the club" he turns to his closet before producing a black jacket. "Once we arrive at the club this jacket comes off."
"Yes sir" I say nervously.
"Ana, I know you're nervous and probably uncomfortable showing this much of your body off" he pulls me against him, embracing me from behind. "But you are an absolutely stunning, beautiful woman who needs to become more comfortable with her body. You look perfect."
"Thank you sir" I whisper.
"Shall we go?" Christian asks, assisting me with the jacket.
"I'm ready" I take a deep breath.
The cab ride to the club is longer than I expected, but I am thankful for the jacket which covers everything so at least no one outside the club is going to be able to see the revealing outfit I am wearing. I find myself getting more and more nervous as the cab drives through the city, trying to figure out what Christian has planned for tonight. He has not said if he plans to take me into a playroom or just observe; if we go into a scene what will it entail? He has been very hushed about what to expect for tonight which I think is all part of the plan. We arrive at the club some time later, Christian pays the driver before helping me out of the cab. I'm wearing pretty high heeled shoes which is something I'm not used to so I'm thankful for Christian's support getting in and out of the club.
"Do you remember the rules?" he whispers as we walk towards the entrance.
"Yes sir" I answer quietly.
"If it's too much or you feel uncomfortable use your safe word and I will take us some place to talk privately" he instructs.
"I understand sir" I answer with my eyes focused on the ground.
Christian leads me to the entrance where he provides our membership paperwork to the man at the door. Instead of going into Madame Serene's office, this time we enter the club through a side door. As soon as we enter, Christian removes his jacket and my own providing them to someone standing behind a desk that I cannot see as I concentrate on keeping my eyes on the ground. Christian leads me into a small room and locks the door behind us. I don't say a word, but can't help but wondering what we are doing in here.
"Bend over, hands on knees" he instructs and I immediately comply.
I feel Christian's hand run up and down my back, almost comforting me as I'm sure he can tell how tense my body is from nervousness. He pulls my thong down slightly, gently pushing my thighs apart causing me to gasp in surprise. He gently rubs my clit, his fingers moving through my sex and instantly I find my body relaxing under his touch. I can feel the juices on his hand as I find myself aroused very quickly. Christian's hand suddenly leave me, but I don't move or make a sound trying hard to focus on the rules of the club even though right now it's just me and Christian in this tiny room. I feel his hand press on my back, urging me to bend further. I bend at the waist further, my hands now around my lower legs as I feel Christian's fingers return to my clit again. Although I'm confused at what he is doing, my body immediately relaxes under his touch, and I find myself focusing only on his touch.
"Hmmmmm" I moan as I feel a cool wet object on my ass.
"Shhhhhhh relax baby" he pinches my clit just as he pushes the item inside of me.
I immediately recognize the item as a butt plug, it's not as wide or as long as the dildo he used on me last time but it feels slightly wider than the last plug he used. I force myself to relax and push back against the foreign item that is being pushed into me further. Christian's fingers continue their magic on my sex, rubbing and pinching my clit as he eases the plug into me further. Just when I think I can't take any more he pushes the item in a little further and I feel my body holding it in. He bends down and pulls my underwear back up which is when I realize that he is leaving this plug in me as we walk into the club.
"Does it hurt?" he asks pulling me up.
"No sir" I let out the breath I was holding.
"Are you ready?" he kisses me deeply.
"Yes sir" I answer after nipping his tongue lightly causing him to smirk at me.
My eyes fall to the floor as he opens the door and leads me by the hand to the bar area. With every step I take, I can feel the plug move inside of me. I can't help but wonder if anyone looking can see that it is in? The dress is completely see through and I do have a thong on; I just don't know if the thong would cover the end of plug. I haven't looked at a plug to know what the end of it looks like but I can tell this one has something on the end that seems to rest against my ass cheeks. Christian sits at the bar and offers me a seat next to him, but finding it uncomfortable to sit with a plug in I opt to stand next to him. My face remains down, my eyes fixed on the floor; I can't help but look around me as the room sounds very crowded. Christian hands me a glass of wine, but it has a straw in it so I don't need to lift my head up to drink it. From this angle I can't see much, but after a few minutes I see a girl crawling on her hands and knees slowly pause in front of me. I hear Christian and a gentleman speaking about sports; the man has a very strong accent but him and Christian carry on a conversation for several minutes. The girl in front of my feet is barely clothed, making me look overdressed I realize. She is essentially wearing a leather harness around her entire body with a leash attached to it which I assume the man who is talking is holding. I keep my eyes down, but can't help but look at her. She has a ball gag in her mouth, like me her eyes remain fixed to the floor. As she crawls away I see that she has a sort of tail sticking out of her ass and I gasp in surprise.
"Shhhhhh" Christian hisses into my ear.
I nod my head, keeping my eyes focused on the floor. I remain at Christian's side for what feels like hours, my feet are starting to get sore but I don't complain or say anything to Christian. Christian finishes his drink, takes my glass and places it on the bar before taking me by the hand into a large room further into the club.
"There's going to be a couple engaging in a public scene, would you like to watch?" he asks quietly.
"If you would like me to sir" I defer to him.
"Very good" he sounds pleased.
He leads me to a soft leather couch where he pulls me down next to him. I cringe when I sit, the couch pushing the plug into my ass further. My body immediately tenses at the discomfort, but Christian squeezes my hand urging me to relax further. I take a deep breath, slowly letting it out as my body adjusts to the new sensations.
"I want you to watch" Christian whispers pulling my chin up so I am no longer looking at the floor.
Looking up, I discover we have almost front seats to the stage. There are small loveseats placed throughout the room and a stage in front of us, with much of the same equipment that is found in the playrooms for. When I was here before I never knew this room even existed, yet here I am sitting with a few other couples getting ready to watch another couple engage in a scene. Glancing to my right I see a man on all fours on the floor with a woman's feet resting on his back. Like the girl from earlier, he has a ball gag in his mouth and a leash attached to a metal collar around his neck. I quickly turn my eyes away, thankful that Christian isn't into anything like that. It seems like that dom treats her sub like a piece of furniture; I don't think I could handle being treated like that by Christian.
A few moments later a man leads a blindfolded woman onto the center of the stage. She is completely naked, her hands are cuffed behind her back which pushes her breasts out further. I wonder if my breasts look like that when Christian restrains my hands behind my back…I've never actually looked down to see what they look like. For some time we sit and watch the couple engaging in various playroom activities, nothing that is too different than what Christian and I have done. I find myself getting turned on, not from watching this couple but from imagining Christian doing those things to me.
Christian takes my hand, gently urging me to stand as we quietly leave the room while the couple is still on the stage. He leads me through several long hallways before we enter a private playroom. I quickly glance up thankful to find we are the only ones in here.
"God, I can't stand this" he says, his lips crushing against mine.
"Christian?" I say pulling away, confused as to what he is talking about.
"Not being able to talk to you, having you standing there not talking…I can't handle it" he says pulling me close to him.
"Me too…there are so many times tonight I wanted to say something to you, or to at least look at you" I complain.
"Let's go back to the hotel" he says.
"Christian?" I pull him towards me.
"Hmmmm?" he asks.
I pull him against me, kissing him passionately resulting in a groan from him. His arms wrap around my waist, anchoring me to him; I feel his erection against me and I moan feeling how much he wants me.
"Not here" he pulls away.