Chpt. 31 APOV:

The sun wakes me early Saturday, much earlier than I wanted but I'm finding it difficult to go back to sleep. Christian is sound asleep next to me and doesn't move as I cuddle next to him, laying my leg across his. We haven't been intimate since we came back from our boat trip and it's really starting to get to me. I was never the type of person who needed sex every day, hell before I met Christian in Taiwan it had been over a year since I had sex, but now it's like I can't get enough. Earlier this week Christian was working late hours on a project in New York but since we found out I was pregnant he has barely touched me even though we have gone to bed together every night. I don't know if he is nervous about it even though Doctor Greene said we could have sex, but I don't think I could wait much longer. Our connection feels so much stronger when we are together, whether it's in our bed or in the playroom, I can almost always tell how he is feeling by the way he touches me. I decide to take matters into my own hands, literally, as I grasp his soft erection and start slowly stroking it.

"Ana?" Christian looks at me surprised.

"I need you" I say confidently.

"But…." He begins, but I cut him off by pressing my lips firmly against him and gently moving on top of him.

His now hard erection rubs against my slit as I slowly move myself against him as his tongue explores my mouth. His hands slowly make their way up my body before finally grasping my breasts, pinching my nipples hard. I'm surprised at how incredibly sensitive my nipples are and can only assume this is my body beginning to change with the pregnancy. I gasp at the sudden pain/pleasure combination and try to move against Christian even more.

"I missed you so much Ana" he moans.

"I missed you….it's been too long" I agree.

"This is going to be quick….I'm not going to be able to last long" he pushes my hips down hard so he slides into me, filling me completely.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh" I moan as the sudden fullness.

"So hot….so tight…." He grasps my ass tightly, moving me against him.

The pace is slow and steady, the need quickly rising in both of us as we both breathe heavily and moan. My hands fist his hair as he continues to slide me up and down his length, bringing me closer to the edge. I can feel the caution in his moves, he isn't fucking me as hard or as deep as he normally does but I know this is what he must need right now. I'm sure on some level he still thinks he will hurt me somehow but everything I have read has said that having sex, even rough, won't hurt the baby. I gently lean up, Christian takes advantage of this new position, grasping my sensitive nipples again which goes right to my sex. With his hands on my breasts, I take advantage of this and begin moving myself against him slowly. Christian closes his eyes and moans in ecstasy which is when I begin to increase the pace.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I scream as the orgasm finally comes within reach.

"That's it baby….yeah….don't stop" Christian begs.

"I'm so close….." I moan as Christian continues to hit that spot every time I push myself onto him.

"Come Ana!" Christian orders just as the need becomes too much.

"CHRISTIAN!" I call out as I feel the orgasm throughout my entire body.

Christian's hands are on my hips, moving me against him as my body is practically limp from the orgasm. Gone is any hesitation, my Christian has returned and is eagerly using my body to find his pleasure. I lean forward, kissing him passionately as he slams my hips against him hard one last time.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmm" he moans into my mouth as I feel him find his release deep inside of me.

"I missed you so much" I whisper as I lay on top of him, as he continues to twitch inside of me.

"I didn't hurt you did I?" Christian asks.

"No, baby….you felt so good" I assure him.

"I was so nervous I was going to hurt you" he admits.

"I will tell you if you do, but please….we can't go that long again" I beg.

"Agreed…I plan on making it up to you all weekend" he smiles.

"I like that idea" I giggle.

"Let's grab some breakfast before round two…you're going to need some energy" he smirks.

Throwing on a t shirt and shorts we make our way to the kitchen where Gail is already preparing our breakfast. Gail sets a plate of eggs and bacon in front of us just as a wave of nausea comes over me, I jump from the breakfast bar and just make it to the hallway powder room toilet before I lose my dinner from last night. Christian is quickly behind me, holding my hair back as the rest of my stomach is emptied. When I'm finished, he doesn't say anything but hands me a cool, wet washcloth which instantly helps me feel better. I wash up in the sink, using the spare toothbrush that I found in a drawer to brush my teeth while Christian returns to the breakfast bar.

"Are you okay dear?" Gail asks as I walk back into the kitchen.

"Yes thank you Gail" I smile.

"Taylor!" Christian calls as I sip on a cup of tea waiting for my stomach to settle.

"Yes sir?" Taylor quickly appears in the doorway.

"Taylor, Gail….Ana and I have some news that we would like to share with you" Christian pauses to see if I'm okay with what he is about to say; I nod letting him know to continue. "We learned yesterday that Ana is pregnant."

"Congratulations to the both of you" Gail says quickly hugs me and Christian, startling him.

"Congratulations sir, ma'am" Taylor says.

"Thank you" I reply.

"We are asking that for right now you keep this information to yourselves as we have not yet had the opportunity to inform our parents" Christian explains.

"Yes sir" Taylor says.

"Of course" Gail agrees. "Ana, can I get you something other than eggs?"

"Maybe just some toast?" I ask. "At least until my stomach settles?"

"No problem" Gail answers.

"When do you think we should tell our parents?" I ask Christian as we finish our breakfast.

"Whenever you want" he answers.

"We would need to plan a trip to Portland to see my dad, I don't want to tell him over the phone" I suggest.

"Maybe next weekend?" he checks his calendar on his phone. "I have a couple conference calls scheduled but I can do them from anywhere."

"I will call him later but it should work for me" I agree.

"How do you think he will react?" Christian asks.

"I don't know" I sigh. "I'm sure he won't be happy that his unwed daughter got knocked up-"

"I hate that word…knocked up" Christian grimaces. "And we could easily take care of the unwed issue."

"I…" I gulp in shock at what he is suggesting. "I'm not going to get married just because I'm pregnant."

"I was simply saying we could take care of it" Christian says defensively and I immediately wonder if I disappointed him. He can't possibly be suggesting we get married already; we barely moved in together.

"I'm sure he will be upset at first, but he will come around" I return the conversation to our parents. "What do you think your parents reaction will be?"

"I don't know...besides shock" Christian admits. "I guarantee they won't see this coming that's for sure."

"How about next Friday we tell your family and Saturday we tell my dad? That way they both find out around the same time?" I suggest.

"Sounds good" Christian agrees. "We could take Charlie Tango to visit your dad."

"Charlie Tango?" I ask confused.

"My helicopter, it will take about an hour to get there by air" he explains.

"Of course you have a helicopter" I laugh.

"It's efficient for getting places quickly" he explains simply. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better, my stomach has completely settled" I answer.

"Did you want to call the doctor to make sure everything is okay?" he asks cautiously.

"No, I'm sure it's just a little morning sickness" I assure him.

"You're sure?" he asks.

"Yes, I'm sure" I answer. "Don't worry so much."

"I can't help it, you know how I need to have control over everything" he says. "This is one area I have so little control over…"

"Speaking of control…"I suggest.

"What are you saying?" he asks surprised.

"If I remember right before we left your boat you said we needed to spend some time in the playroom this week…we haven't been in there for some time" I explain.

"Ana….are you sure that's wise?" he asks.

"We both did our research Christian, we both know that we can go in there" I point out.

"I know" he sighs. "I'm just afraid I'll hurt you."

"I trust you Christian" I assure him.

"Tell me why we were supposed to go into the playroom after our trip on the boat" Christian says sternly.

"You were going to remind me who was in charge sir" I answer with my eyes on the floor.

"That's right…what did you try to do on the boat that earned you a trip to the playroom?" he asks.

"I…I tried to top from the bottom sir" I answer.

"That's right you did" he recalls. "Upstairs, in position."

I quickly enter the playroom, strip from my clothes and wait in position on the floor by the door as he requested. I know we are both nervous, but I need to know that we can still have this part of our lives even though I'm pregnant. I need to know we both can get through a scene, especially before the pregnancy progresses. If we can't get through a scene now when my stomach is still flat, how will we be when I'm huge and my belly is in the way? I need this right now just as much as I think Christian needs this as he feels things are out of his control. I hear Christian enter the room, walking around the room slowly but my eyes remain fixed on the floor waiting for his command. A silk blindfold is placed over my eyes as I hear soft music begin playing in the background.

"Do you remember your safewords?" Christian asks.

"Yes sir" I answer quickly.

"If at any time you cannot physical say your safewords I want you to wave your hand up and down or stomp your foot" he instructs.

"Yes sir" I agree.

I hear him walking around the room again, further from me, opening and closing drawers as I wait in anticipation for what he is planning. After what feels like an hour, I finally hear Christian return to my side; he gently guides me into a standing position and leads me across the room.

"I want you to lay across this on your back with your head just off the bench" he puts my hand on the leather bench so I know what he is referring to. "I will help you."

A few minutes later I am lying awkwardly on the leather bench, my legs on either side of the bench just touching the floor so my sex is fully exposed. My head is hanging just off the bench but surprisingly it is not uncomfortable as the side of the bench is actually pretty soft. Christian's hands roam my entire body which is fully on display for him right now. He pauses briefly on my still flat stomach which is when I truly regret the fact that I'm wearing a blindfold. I would love to be able to see him right now to know what he is thinking or what the look in his eyes is. His hands quickly move over the rest of my body, lightly massaging me until he reaches my sensitive nipples which he gently sucks.

"Hmmmmmmmm" I moan.

"Quiet" he instructs.

I hear Christian shuffle around next to me, it sounds as if he is taking his clothes off but I can't be certain. The excitement builds in anticipation of what Christian is planning; being blindfolded and on display for Christian to do whatever he wants with my body arouses me even further.

"Open" Christian gently pulls on my lower jaw.

I immediately comply with his request; I feel Christian step in front of me, straddling my head. His hands gently massage my breasts, my nipples, my stomach, my hips and my thighs completely ignoring my sex. He gently lowers his dick into my mouth as he leans over my body, his chest resting above my stomach as he finally makes contact with my sex. His fingers work their magic on my sex; his fingers run from my ass to my clit as he alternates between tugging at my folds and putting gentle pressure on my clit. I'm struggling to focus and find myself nearly gagging several times as I try to suck on Christian while he brings me just to the edge.

"Hmmmmmmm" I moan around him as I suddenly feel him push something deep inside of me.

"Quiet" he hisses as he taps my sex lightly with his fingers.

My insides clench around the object inside of me as he continues to move it around inside of me. I instantly recognize it as the ben wa balls and my breathing hitches remembering how intensely I have come when we've used them in the past. Christian leans up slowly, pushing himself into me even deeper until he hits the back of my throat. Swallowing in this position is difficult, but I manage which allows him to slide just further into me his balls now resting on my nose. He holds himself there for what feels like several minutes as I try to relax my body and not choke. After some time, he finally moves back but repeats this process several times before finally pulling completely out of my mouth and steps away from me.

"I'm going to sit you up" he says before gently helping me up so I'm straddling the bench.

"Nod if you are okay to stand up" he instructs; I nod quickly.

Christian leads me around the room, making me walk very slowly several times around the room itself I realize as we pass by the bench for a third time. I'm practically panting now, the balls are moving inside of me, sitting that spot every time I move and it's nearly sending me over the edge. Finally Christian stops and pushes me up against something cold and hard; my arms are quickly bound in front of me around what I've realized is the post of the bed. I feel the bed dip as he sits on it in front of me before he grabs my breasts using them to pull me closer to bedpost. His mouth quickly finds my nipples, sucking hard on them as I struggle to keep the orgasm that is building at bay. I whimper slightly as he attaches a nipple clamp to it before starting to suck hard on the other nipple. Once both nipples are clamped he attaches a chain to them, effectively bonding my breasts around the bedpost.

"Spread your legs….wider….wider" he instructs getting off the bed.

My legs are spread wide, further apart than my shoulders as I wait for Christian to touch me. I can feel his eyes over my body as I sense him standing behind me but he doesn't say anything and doesn't touch me for several minutes.

"Ah!" I gasp as I feel something hit my ass hard.

"Quiet!" he commands as he hits me again, this time I'm expecting it so it doesn't catch me by surprise.

"Do not come" he says as he continues to hit my ass, lower back and thighs.

It's not painful nor is it entirely uncomfortable, but it makes my skin very sensitive. The constant hitting has my body moving back and forth against the bedpost causing the balls inside of me to thrust back and forth and the chain attached to my nipples to be tugged roughly. I'm immediately on the edge, trying everything possible to control the orgasm but I know if he continues at this pace much longer it will be impossible for me to not come.

"Sir….please…." I beg for a release.

"No, not yet" he hits me, slightly harder this time before I hear the flogger hit the floor.

I sigh in relief, either from the sudden pause of the assault on me or from the thought that perhaps he is going to let me come soon. My breath hitches as I feel his fingers spreading the moisture from my now drenched sex to my ass; he doesn't enter me which is what I desperately need right now. I gasp as I feel him pushing something hard and cold into my ass, I slowly pushing back at the object which allows it to more easily slide into me. Christian continues to push the plug into my ass has he plays with my clit roughly until the plug is fully lodged into my ass.

"Your ass is a beautiful shade of pink right now" Christian says as he hits me again,

"Sir….I can't….please" I beg as the balls moving inside of me and the plug are too much.

"Not yet….soon" he promises.

The flogging continues, the pace and force increasing slightly and I find myself moaning loudly desperately needing to find my release. Without warning he reaches into my sex, forcefully pulling the balls from me which immediately sends me over the edge. I scream his name as I finally find the release that has been building for so long. As I finally come down from the orgasm, I feel Christian's body flush against mine, as he unclamps the chain connecting my breasts and releases my wrists.

"Did I tell you to come?" he asks disappointed.

"No sir" I answer.

"Who controls your orgasms?" he demands.

"You do sir" I reply.

"You remember what happened last time you came without permission in here" he states rather than asks.

"Yes sir" I recall the memory vividly.

"Tell me what your punishment was" he demands.

"You left the butt plug in me to remind me of who was in charge" I gulp realizing this is likely what is going to happen now.

"That's right" he confirms. "It seems though we also need to work on your orgasm control while we're spending time in here this weekend."

My breath hitches at the thought of my orgasms being withheld repeatedly but I don't say anything. I stand in position waiting for his instruction. He removes the nipple clamps; gently sucking on my nipples as the blood finally begins to recirculate to them. I'm thankful that he did not use the larger clamps which have more of a bite because right now my breasts are so sensitive that I'm not sure how I would have handled it.

"Hold the post, further down" he pauses until I comply. "Do not let go."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh" I scream as he thrusts hard into me.

"Do not come! This is for me only" he pulls all the way out before thrusting into me hard.

It's taking everything in me not to come again as I immediately feel the need building; I'm still sensitive from the orgasm moments ago and now it's combined with him deep inside of me plus the plug moving further in me each time he moves. Just when I think I can't take it any longer Christian finds his release and I immediately feel the warmth throughout my entire body.

"Come clean me" he instructs.

With Christian's hands guiding me, I drop to my knees in front of him and take his still hard erection into my mouth. I taste evidence of our orgasms on him as I gently run my tongue around his softening dick.

"God I've missed having you in here" he moans as he lifts me into a standing position, removing the blindfold from my eyes. "Are you okay? Was I too rough?"

"I'm fine Christian, you were good….really good" I blush.

"You're sure I didn't hurt you?" he asks.

"Christian I'm fine" I assure him.

"Thank you for making me go in there" he says as we eat lunch together after washing up and changing back into our clothes.

"I needed to know that we could still go in there….that even though-" I stutter trying to figure out the words.

"I know" he sighs. "I wasn't sure how I would feel going back in there; I'm still so afraid I'm going to hurt you. I promise I won't be rough with you in there."

"Christian, I don't think you were ever really rough in there" I point out.

"Just promise me you will tell me if I do something to hurt you or that might hurt the baby" he whispers.

"I promise" I kiss him gently. "I still want us to be able to go in there as long as possible. I know once I get bigger it will impact what we can do in there but I still want to try. I think we both enjoy it too much-"

"We both do enjoy it" he smirks. "We will do whatever you're comfortable with when that time comes, but I would like to see if we can't try to spend time in there when we both think we need it."

"I'm feeling really tired, I think I'm going to lay down for a little while" I say putting the dishes in the sink.

"I have some work to do, I'll be in my office. Maybe we can go out for dinner tonight?" he suggests.

"I'd like that" I kiss him before heading upstairs to our bedroom.

With every step I take I'm reminded of the plug still inside of me, which strangely arouses me again. I try to push the thoughts from my mind as I lay in the soft comfortable bed. I'm pleased that even though we were both nervous about going into the playroom since finding out that I'm pregnant that we both enjoyed the experience. I don't know how I would be able to handle it if Christian had said he didn't want to go into the playroom until after the baby was born. It's become such a key part of our relationship that it would feel like something was missing if it we weren't in there at least occasionally. I quickly fall asleep; surprised at how tired I suddenly am even though I slept pretty well last night.

I wake up sometime later, surprised that I actually woke on my own as I certain that Christian would have to wake me up given how tired I was. I feel something between my legs, gently probing my sex and as I reach to move the covers I realize my hands are bound above my head. I gasp as I feel Christian suck hard on my clit as his finger slides deep into me. I find myself climbing as Christian gently tugs on my clit with his teeth causing me to gasp in shock.

"Don't come" he says firmly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" I moan as a second finger joins the first, slowly plunging in and out of me.

"You're so tight and so wet…you're gripping my fingers so tight baby" he moans before his mouth finds my clit again.

"Christian! Ohhhhhhhhhh" I scream as the need becomes too much.

All too quickly, Christian removes his fingers and pulls away from me before releasing my hands. I lay in bed panting from desire, desperate for a release as he climbs off the bed.

"We need to get ready for dinner" he announces.

"Christian….but…." I whine.

"Orgasm control" he reminds me. "Do not touch yourself either; I will know if you come."

"Christian!" I exclaim as he shuts the bathroom door and turns on the shower.

I quickly make my way to the bathroom, before stepping in the shower with him. I know he can't resist me when I'm in here with him-

"It's not going to work Ana" he chastises me as I begin lathering my chest with body wash.

"What's not going to work? I'm simply taking a shower to get ready for dinner" I smile innocently.

"Sure" he smirks.

"Where are we going tonight?" I sigh as he gets out of the shower without touching me.

"Just a small restaurant…where a dress and no underwear" he says.

"Yes sir" I reply and reluctantly dress without panties.

A short time later we arrive at a small Italian restaurant; we are seated in a large corner booth with beautiful views of the lake. While reviewing the menu and several times throughout dinner, Christian's hand finds its way up my dress lightly caressing my sex. I'm thankful for the long table cloth which hangs low so none of the other guests can see what he is doing beneath the table.

"Would you like anything else tonight?" the waitress asks.

"No I think we're good here," Christian gently slips a finger into me. "Ana? Do you need anything?"

"No….I'm….fine" I say breathlessly.

"Very well, I will be back with your bill shortly" she looks at me puzzled but leaves us quickly.

"Christian….please" I whisper.

"Control….Hold back" he nips at my ear before his thumb presses on my clit slightly.

I gasp and just as I think I can't hold back any longer Christian removes his hand from under my dress and finishes his meal. I'm once again left wanting, in desperate need for a release as I drink my cold water trying to relax my body. Christian's hand is once again on me as Taylor drives us home; he keeps me just on edge never really allowing my body to come down from the arousal. The bumps in the road continue to thrust the plug around in me just as Christian slips a finger into me.

"Please" I whisper.

"Soon…" he promises.

Once again just before I am able to find my release, Christian removes his finger from me gently pulling my dress back over my legs. Thankfully Taylor is oblivious to what Christian was just doing but I'm sure if he took one look at me he would know exactly what his boss was doing in the back seat. Christian's punishment for coming without permission is far worse this time than last, as I'm constantly reminded of the punishment throughout the day. I realize this was the intent of Christian's punishment but I have to admit it is by far the longest and most frustrating punishment he has ever inflicted on me. Arriving back at Escala, Christian immediately leads me to our bedroom, his lips crushing against mine before the door is even shut.

"You have no idea how much I wanted you today" he moans as he pulls me against his erection.

"Christian…please…I need you" I beg shamelessly as once again I'm immediately on the edge.

"Tell me…have you learned your lesson?" he asks sternly.

"Yes…today has been torture" I admit.

"How so?" he asks.

"I'm so on edge, so close to coming all day…I can't take it much longer…please Christian" I moan as he slowly removes my dress.

"Are you going to come without permission again?" he asks.

"I'm going to try harder" I promise. "I don't know that I will ever be able to completely withhold it but I will try harder."

"Very good" he smiles.

Our hands are everywhere, mine taking his clothes off and his exploring my body constantly pulling me closer to him. His erection rubs against my sex as I moan loudly desperately grinding myself against him. He leads me to bed where he sits against the headboard, pulling me so I straddle his legs, his erection just at my opening as he holds me above him. He pulls my arms back onto the bed further, closer to his knees as he gently lowers me onto him, his eyes on our connection the entire time.

"Ohhhhhhhhh" I moan as I take him almost halfway in and feel very full as the plug moves within me.

"So tight…deeper….I want to see you take all of me" he pulls my hips down further.

"Ahhhhhhhh….too much" I cringe as I feel myself stretching around him, trying to accommodate him.

"You look so hot right now" his thumb gently applies pressure to my clit as his other hand pinches my nipple. "Watching you take me all in like this….so beautiful….so fucking hot."

"Christian!" I gasp loudly as he thrusts himself completely into me.

The incredible feeling of fullness is overwhelming, the pain/pleasure combination has me desperately on the edge a place I have been multiple times throughout the day today. Christian pulls me against him, as he holds my hips tightly moving me up and down against him seeking his own release. I can't move right now, I'm too overwhelmed with sensations to even coordinate any movements.

"Come Ana" Christian finally commands.

"CHRISTIAN! OH MY…..AHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream as the long awaited orgasm finally rips through me.

As Christian continues to move my body against him, the orgasm just doesn't seem to stop. My entire body is shaking as the he continues to rub against my g spot every time he pulls me down on him. His breathing is has heavy as mine is right now, his movements just as erratic as the need clearly becomes too much for him.

"Fuck…Ana!" he screams as I feel him pour himself into me, thrusting himself deeper inside of me.

I whimper as he pulls me against him, the orgasm finally ending and my body slowly begins to feel like mine once again. Christian's hands are gently massaging my shoulders, my back and finally my ass which still has the plug lodged deep into it. This is one punishment I can't say I will forget anytime soon as we climb into bed, quickly falling asleep in each other's arms.