AN: So as said in the first book, there have been some changes to this story so the chapters won't be the exact same as before, though the story hasn't significantly been impacted.

Two Years Later

Chapter One

"Arraahghaa." Ana groaned through the fabric gag as Christian stared at her through the cell gate. She wasn't sure she could cope anymore; it had been too long and she was desperate for the sweet release that she knew was coming her way if she only gave in to Christian's demand.

This had become normal for Ana and Christian. They'd managed to purchase their own home little under two years ago, with financial support from Ana's parents. One of the first things they'd done at the house was to have their very own dungeon playroom built.

Ana was thriving as a submissive, it seeped into their daily lives a little but when it came to their sexual activities it was always how things played out. Christian was still amazed at how much Ana glowed when he praised her, how she could relax and let go of everything that was troubling her just by kneeling. What she could and couldn't handle, and her soft and hard limits had also adjusted slightly as she became more and more confident in her role and he was constantly in awe of her and felt incredibly blessed at the connection they had and the relationship they shared.

Up on the third floor of their Edwardian Country House, was their play space. It was technically two adjoining rooms, one which had red walls and a black stone effect floor and the other black walls and black linoleum. The red room was where the bed was, an obnoxious four-poster made of scaffolding with additional bars along the top for suspension with a cage underneath which Ana frequently found herself locked inside. The room also had a black leather swing, one of Ana's favourite pieces of furniture, the things Christian invented for that contraption always had Ana spent. Against the end wall, a black ladder-back chair which was between the wall of restraints and the wall of spanking implements which were hung on hooks, each one in a specific place and if they weren't Christian would know. Beside the spanking implements was Christian's favourite piece, the spanking box. He had made it himself out of an old drawered table that had been left in the house from the previous owners, of course, it didn't look anything like it had. He'd created a padded red leather-covered top and painted the frame black to match the rest of the room. He'd spent hours making it perfect and Ana thought it was better than anything they could have bought. The drawers held their penetrative toys.

In the other corner of the room was the two electrical hoists. Ana loved some of the things Christian came up with on that. There was no ceiling light in this room, instead the walls were lined with gold half circle lights that glowed towards the ceiling. Christian had insisted on getting a dimmer for the lights and he could control each one individually. Ana got butterflies whenever they used the bed and Christian only had the one light on near them. It meant the rest of the room was black therefore it looked like they were in a small space, just them and the bed.

There was an adjoining bathroom where they had put a couple of little things in to make it more fun, some stick-on restraints in the shower cubicle, and a hoist above the bath. And then on the other side of the room was what should have been a walk-in closet. However, as it was a pretty large space for a wardrobe, Ana and Christian had made it their dark room. They'd removed the old door and placed a cage door in its place, then they'd placed the black interrogation chair in the middle of the room, the very chair Ana was trussed up in at that very moment. Above it, a spotlight shone down, blinding Ana and make it impossible for her to see anything more than Christian's shadow. In this room was also the 'O' machine, a fucking horse, and the chained spiderweb. The scenes they did in this room often became more intense than those in the red room and just being in there always seemed to cause an increase in Ana's sexual tension and awareness.

Finally, the gate creaked. Ana was wondering how long Christian was planning on keeping her all tied up for this time. It seemed to get longer and longer every time they did this scene, though to be fair it was never the same scene twice, Christian always surprised her in some way. He walked up to her, Ana closed her eyes. She knew if she looked at him this would drag out longer and the ache between her legs was desperately screaming at her to behave so she could get that sweet release she was craving. He peeled the gag down from her mouth, and her breathless pants echoed off the walls, she could feel his eyes glaring at her.

"What do you want me to do Ana?" Christian asked, his voice husky and thick with his own desire, it reminded Ana that it wasn't just her own pleasure that was being denied at this moment, it was his too and while her mind always wanted to please him, he knew this was one thing she struggled with and therefore this game was perfect to try and get her over the hurdle.

Ana did not like talking about sex, even after all this time. Talking about kink was even harder. Christian was able to get her talking most of the time but he so desperately wanted to get her over that hurdle. That was why they were doing this today, it was a scene he'd had in mind for a while but when she'd given him no choice but to scene with her this morning after a minor transgression he felt it was the perfect opportunity to get this done. Ana had not been thrilled at the idea that by the end of the session she'd be begging him to take her from behind but they'd been doing anal play for a while and she always enjoyed it. It was the humiliation Ana couldn't bear, the idea that she would be begging him to do that to her made her uncomfortable but it was not a hard limit, because she secretly found the idea he could get her over that hurdle, where her need would outweigh her embarrassment, completely erotic.

"I want you to fuck me please Sir." Ana replied, her cheeks burning red hot as they always did when she had to ask for him to take her. He loved humiliating her like this and she always responded so well to it too, while she was embarrassed, they both loved the end result.

"How Ana? How do you want me to fuck you?" He asked, his fingers stroking down her cheek gently she knew what she had to do. If she didn't do what he was wanting he'd leave her again and tease her relentlessly until she begged for mercy.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass Sir." She replied over the sound of her own heartbeat hammering in her ears. Oh, Christian was good at this conditioning stuff. Whenever they played in her soft limits he'd work on getting her to beg for what she wanted him to do, it was his way of making sure she did want it and truth was she always wanted it, it was just the humiliation of begging for it that she struggled with mentally, the erotic nature of begging him for it always won in the end.

"At fucking last." He growled before lunging at her, his lips capturing hers in an urgent kiss. Teeth clashed as they kissed violently and Ana moaned deeply. Knowing that her finally being able to get those words out meant that he was pleased, and she felt so much joy and peace knowing he was pleased with her. Christian released her lips only because he had to. He quickly undid the restraints that kept her hands and feet stuck to the chair. He then hoisted Ana over his shoulder making her yelp in surprise, he spanked her for that one before carrying her to the far corner of the room where their fucking horse was. He bent her over it and took the lube out from his pocket, it had been there in preparation for this moment. Ana groaned and wiggled her ass, desperate for him now to penetrate her. He'd been teasing her for so long, what felt like hours to her anyway. Every time he'd questioned her and she'd failed to answer he'd brought her to the brink of an orgasm, then he'd walked away and shut the gate behind him leaving Ana starving for release.

He lathered up his hard penis that was just out of his jeans, he didn't bother taking them off not seeing the point. This would be over before they knew it. Ana cried out in a heady mix of pleasure and pain when he slammed into her ass, she was more than used to this intrusion now as he'd trained her up to be able to take him like this. His hand slipped between her legs and stroked at her clitoris as he kept up a relentless and punishing assault on her ass.

"Please Sir may I come?" She asked knowing she shouldn't go without asking but if he didn't stop now she would.

"Yes." His teeth were gritted tight as he punished his little submissive's ass for making him work hard to get her to ask for this.

Ana's ass clamped down hard as she came loudly, screaming in ecstasy. Orgasms were always so much more intense when there had been a lot of denial in the build-up. She milked him as she came too, he grunted her name over and over as he came apart.

"You're getting too good at this." Christian groaned as he slipped out of her. Ana just giggled, she loved how much she could affect him by her submission. It always made her more excited to know she was exciting him.

"I've had a good teacher." She smiled as she turned around to face Christian. This had been Ana's punishment for refusing to allow him to wake her up with oral sex that morning. He'd barely seen her over the last week because of the Labour Party Conference in Brighton and he had thought he'd surprise her with a lovely orgasm that morning, but still half asleep she'd whined and swatted at him. So, he'd told her that before she left for work he would have her beg him to take her up the ass.

"Come on, let's go shower, you've got to have some breakfast before you go to work." Christian said taking her hand and leading her away, they went down to the first floor to their bedroom as their clothes were there.

Ana loved the house she and Christian had bought to be their family home. Between the money he'd saved over the years, and the money her parents had saved for her inheritance they'd only needed a small mortgage on what was a very expensive house. It was an old Art and Craft house built in the late nineteenth century. It was an orange brick building with Georgian windows and the most incredible ivy that covered only half the front of the house. Inside the hallway, it was like being transported to the Tudor era with the most incredible wood beam ceiling and parquet flooring. They'd kept so much of the original features of the house too. The living room, drawing room, and a couple of the bedrooms had the most amazing feature fireplaces that were from the original house. The living spaces also had old wood panelling along the walls. Unlike the garden room which had been modernised to have large windows and French doors that looked out onto the perfect lawns and swimming pool. The kitchen had also been modernised, with a plain white ceiling with spotlights and the most amazing bay window that overlooked the stables and annex where the housekeeper lived. Of course, they'd had to have a housekeeper, this house had 9 bedrooms when they weren't converted for other uses and so there was no way Ana and Christian could keep on top of it themselves.

It wasn't the house that had sold the property to them though. Not to Ana anyway. The big selling point for her had been the driveway, from the gothic black iron gate which was opened by passcode, there was the most incredible rhododendron driveway. At the right time of year, it would be incredible to drive through, up the winding road to the turning circle and the large gothic oak in the centre before turning to the garages. The house was quite away from the main road too which gave them a load of privacy. Of course, Christian wasn't as excited about the driveway, he had been sold by the outbuildings, all the extra space they would be able to convert in the future and the tennis court, that was something he had raved about too.

"Good morning Gail." Ana smiled as she entered the kitchen. As always after a morning scene she was absolutely glowing not that Gail knew why she was in such a bright mood.

"Good morning Ana, you look lovely today." Gail smiled.

"Thank you." Ana replied as she took a seat on the conservatory furniture beneath the bay window that overlooked the expansive garden.

She was dressed to impress, as she always did when she worked. A light blue three quarter length trousers with a matching jacket in a silk blend. Beneath that she had a chiffon white blouse. Her hair was scooped up into a bun with some strands left loose, framing her face. She only had the smallest amount of makeup on, not needing too much and she could never be bothered putting it on either.

"What would you like for breakfast?" Gail asked as Ana reached for the newspapers that had been placed on the little coffee table ready for her.

"Oh, just some toast and can I have a tea please teabag on the side." She replied already getting stuck into the paper to hear what they were reporting on today, since switching parties she tended to make a little more effort to know what was going on in the media.

Christian joined her just as Gail popped her breakfast down on the coffee table and she relaxed back in her chair to eat. Things were just so normal and ordinary these days and Ana really loved the simple things in life like having breakfast with Christian.

"You're glowing." Christian whispered, Ana blushed, and a shy smile appeared on her lips. "Don't be shy now!" He teased.

"You're going to be the death of me." Ana giggled.

"Well, it would be a good way to go I suppose." Christian teased making Ana laugh some more. "So, what are your plans for today?"

"I have to go to Islington to meet with Doug and John this afternoon. Doug is trying to meet with all MP's since it's officially the start of an election year in Parliamentary terms." Ana replied as Gail placed Christian's breakfast on the table beside him.

"Thanks Gail." Christian said politely, he had been awful when she'd first arrived and Ana would have to correct his lack of manners, which earned her a good few spankings, but he'd learned eventually. "So, what's the idea then? With the election?"

"Well, he really wants me to push the fact that I will be the Minister for poverty, hunger, and homelessness if we win the election. What we've been able to do as a Shadow Cabinet to deal with it has been limited but after the UN report stating that our country is in a child poverty crisis, well the hope is that some Conservative voters will see hungry children and cast their vote in our direction."

"Do you think you've done enough here in Chesham to keep your seat though?" Christian asked, he was so worried because this seat had never been Labour red.

"I can only hope so." Ana sighed, she'd have been lying if she'd say she wasn't worried. However, she had worked extremely hard in the constituency without any pressure to be in Westminster half as much being a member of the opposition now, so she could only hope that it had had enough of an impact.

"People love you." Christian reassured. "You are able to connect with people from all walks of life."

"Hmm, though I think some may call me hypocritical when I'm trying to fight homelessness and poverty and live in a three-million-pound house." Ana replied, her hand signalling the large kitchen.

"Well, no one says that you can't have just because you want to give. The fact that you're able to give and still have this is not a bad reflection of you. If anything it dispels the myths that socialism means making everyone financially equal, you give what you can and take what you need."

"I hope they see that, thankfully no one can get down the drive to photograph the house, I can imagine the press having a field day otherwise." Ana chuckled, the long driveway was something that had so desperately wanted, for privacy if nothing else.

Ana fell silent as she looked around the kitchen. She did feel a little bit of a hypocrite. She was trying to get wealthy people to share their riches with the poor, yet they had spent three-million-pounds on a house for her and Christian. Though she had given unemployed people work, Gail had moved into the annex and was their full-time housekeeper, they also had a gardener who came three times a week, they had both been local unemployed people. She'd also persuaded a lot of her local friends to hire housekeepers who had large homes but maybe didn't have someone to do the cleaning. Between them, they had been able to give work to ten unemployed people from Chesham and Amersham, plus a local authority house had become empty when they had given work to Gail. Some people seemed to think that fair distribution of wealth simply meant giving it away but that wasn't the case, often you could give in better ways, giving Gail work and a home was much better and more stable than giving her a few thousand pounds and wishing her luck.

Of course, Ana did give a lot too, they helped keep their community foodbank stocked, she would often buy clothes that were on sale in local small businesses to give to the people on the homeless scheme, a scheme that had now been rolled out in all Labour constituencies. Businesses had been extremely generous too, those who could were persuaded to give and Ana's heart had been warmed at how many people were willing to share when they realised they'd be helping the poorest in society. Of course, she couldn't convince everyone to share their wealth but more than she had expected had been willing to give in one way or another.

"So, what are you doing before going over to Islington?" Christian asked as Ana finished her breakfast.

"I'm going to go down to the Constituency Office to see Hannah, see if there's anything we need to do in regards to stock and stuff." Ana replied. "Plus, I'm sure conference has caused a load of messages to come into the office as it usually does." Ana chuckled, it was always the same, anything big that caused a lot of TV coverage it was like it reminded people that they could turn to their MP for things.

"Sounds good, I'm going to give Elliot a ring and see if he's got any work for me. I did everything last week while you were away."

"I told you, you should have come with me." Ana teased, conference had been a week they'd spent apart because Christian decided he didn't want to attend even though he was a card-carrying party member and was more than entitled to go. Plus, Ana had done a speech to announce her section of the Party manifesto, it would have been nice to have had him beside her.

"I had so much to do here." Christian replied, which wasn't exactly a lie, he was in the process of working out what they were going to do with the stables which were attached to the annex to extend the property for Gail.

"I know." Ana sighed getting to her feet not wanting to rehash the argument they'd had the first time he'd announced he wasn't going with her. "Right I'm going to work."

She went over and planted a gentle kiss on Christian's lips and as always he grabbed her a deepened it making her moan, she couldn't pull away as he had hold of the back of her head though she didn't want to let go either, she'd have stayed there kissing him all day if she could.

"Work." He said finally releasing her, leaving her wet and wanton.

"Yes Sir." She winked before leaning in and giving him another peck, this one he didn't deepen.

"See you later." She called as she made her way to the front door, ready to face another day.