Ga and 50 Shades don't belong to me
Credit to Merdersfeed who also wrote a Merder 50 shades story, I had an inspiration for a similar but very different story.
Mpov
Cristina was delighted with the recording of the interview, she was also very happy that I got a date for the asked me how it went the interview and what as I thought of him. I told him that it went well and I found it very intense.
This interview deeply moved me. I thought about it constantly during the weekend, the idea of seeing him again stressed me all weekend too. He is so intense, mysterious and above all attractive.
His powerful blue gaze haunts me.
Hardly my thought finished that his gaze hits me once again in the lobby of the hotel where I am to take the famous photo. He approaches, my throat is dry.
-Hello Miss Gray
-Hello Mr Shepherd
Cristina joins us and hello.
-I hope you are doing better, Miss Yang.
-Yes Mr Shepherd, I'm feeling better I'm really sorry.
-It's not your fault, I understand.
The photographer we hired walks up and asks Derek to join him to take the picture. Cristina and I are left alone.
-He's really hot.
-Cristina!
-Don't tell me you haven't seen him.
-There is something about him that is not clear, I don't know what. He looks at you, he likes you.
Cristina smiles.
-You're talking rubbish.
-Oh my god, you like it too.
I nudge him.
-Absolutely not.
I look at Derek, he's attractive, that's right, but he's out of my league. Cristina is right, there is something not clear, he is dangerous.
Derek comes back to us.
-I hope you are satisfied Miss Yang.
And he pulls out the heavy weapon. He smiles and gives us a look so… There is no word. Cristina answers him with a polite smile then he looks at me with the same eyes, I am powerless how to resist that.
-Thank you for your time Mr. Shepherd. Replies Cristina.
- Miss Gray wants you to walk me home, we could have a coffee on the way.
I am surprised at his proposal, I hesitate, it's not a good idea for me to stay alone with him.
-I ... Cristina needs me.
-Absolutely not, I don't need you. You can take it back there in one piece.
You can take it back there in one piece. Cristina let me down. She walks away smiling.
Derek and I leave the hotel and then go to a cafe and order coffees.
-You are very silent.
-You are intimidating.
- Am I making you feel uncomfortable?
-No. Why are you inviting you for a coffee?
-I wanted to see you again, it's a new thing for me, I never do this kind of thing to invite ... It's not my style.
-You are rich you can do whatever you want to invite thousands of girls on dates.
-Do not focus too much on the fact that I am rich and you are wrong, I do not make girlfriends and dates like you say.
I find him so mysterious and attractive. I want to know more.
-What are you doing ?
- Do you really want to know?
-Yes, I find that fascinating.
I laugh. I see him relax a bit.
-If you really want to know, we can go to my place tonight.
His gaze is brutally very serious, I remain silent I do not know where all this will take me.
I'm a little scared, but I'm a risk taker.
-I don't mind.
Dpov
I look her straight in the eye. I feel a determination in her. She reacts in defiance. I give her my address and my building code.
My inner monster is impatient, but I have to be careful not to frighten her. I plan to take her by chopper to my apartment, I've never invited a woman aboard Charlie Tango. Another first. I have to prepare the contract and the confidentiality clause. I would like so much that she accepts my proposal. This girl is driving me crazy, all weekend I reread and read this is the fact sheet sent by Welsh. The daughter of Ellis Gray, the greatest surgeon of her generation who studies literature, it's strange. I want to know more about her.
Evening has fallen, Seattle night is lit by city lights. I am nervous. I never felt that, I so want her to accept. We are in the helicopter, she is amazed. I tied him up hard with the safety harness, I couldn't hide my pleasure. She noticed it, she told me that she felt like I liked this harness, I answered positively to her. I concentrate on driving the helicopter and then I pose on the helipad. I untie it with great regret. She was just like that motionless with no possibility of escape. I stroke her cheek with the tip of my thumb. We go out and go to the elevator.
The electricity between us untenable, the sexual tension is stifling. She feels it, I see her breathing getting difficult. I crack.
-Fuck for the paperwork.
I press her brutally against the wall, I grab her hands to prevent her from touching me, I hang them above her head. I grab her mouth violently. She surprised a few seconds then finally joined me. My tongue penetrates her mouth, I tighten my grip on her wrists. She kisses me softly. Our kiss lasts an indefinite moment. The need to breathe stops us.
-You are so cute.
Meredith looks me in the eye. She seems unsettled.
I pull away to regain my strength and take a deep breath.
-The elevators always have an effect.
-Yeah.
We go out, we enter my apartment. Meredith is beautiful tonight.
-Do not touch anything.
-Okay. It's very big in your house, it's very beautiful.
-Thank you.
We sit on the sofa. Meredith runs a hand through her hair.
- So, are you going to make love to me now?
I chuckle a little. Serious business begins.
-No Miss Gray, I'm not going to make love to you. I fuck brutally.
Meredith's mouth forms a small "o" of amazement. I like this "o" I would love him to stick my cock in this "o".
- Before anything else, I would need you to sign this confidentiality clause, it is my lawyer who asks me.
I hand him a sheet and a pen. She regains a little composure, she grabs the sheet and the pen. She reads attentively then signs.
-It's good, we are now going to "fuck brutally" as you say.
-Not so quickly at work. I have a question for you, have you ever had sex?
She laughs.
-You ask me if I'm a virgin?
- This is an important question.
-No, I'm not a virgin. I have already had multiple sexual relations.
I am instantly relieved, but viscerally jealous feeling that I had never experienced before and I don't like it at all.
- Okay, are you on the birth control pill?
-Yes. What are all these questions Derek?
-I need to ask you these questions before bringing you to my playroom, it is imperative.
Meredith is laughing at me again. Does she realize the lack of respect? If she was mine I would have heralready spanked. My hands are itching.
-After your questions about my intimate life, you want to send me to your video game room. Since when is not being a virgin important to playing the Playstation?
This is too much. I grab her arm and lead her to the door of the room.
-Miss Gray, I want to inform you that you are free you go at any time. This is important. If you are not interested you are free to go, do you understand?
I tighten my grip on his arm to give more weight to my words.
-Open that door Derek.
I open the door and hold my breath. Hit or miss. Meredith is speechless at the sight of the four-poster bed and tie-downs. The atmosphere is very cozy, very red. She approaches the whips, swifts. His face is expressionless.
-Meredith please say a few things.
- Are you doing this to people or are you doing it to you?
-People ? I only do this with willing young women.
-Derek, I don't understand.
-I am a dominant I exercise my control over submissive who must follow strict rules if not, they are punished
-You like to hurt ...
-It is all about pleasure, pleasure and pain are two sides of the same coin. I would like to exercise my control over you taught to behave well. Meredith, I can show you how painful it can be.
-What do I gain?
-Me
- Basically, you want to make me your sexual submissive and impose a line of conduct on me if I disobey, I will be punished.
-Yes. Believe me Meredith You will love this. We have to get out of there.
-Why ?
- Seeing you here, it's very disturbing. You haven't signed anything, I can't touch you.
- You kissed me.
-It will not happen again. Unless you sign the contract.
We leave the room. Meredith looks a little shocked, but she's still there. We sit down.
-I'm glad you're still here. Meredith this relationship requires trust and honesty. I won't force you to do anything.
-Okay
-Meredith you said that you had multiple sexual relations what your feeling, this information is necessary so that we can define the limits not to cross.
-Limits ?
-If there are things you don't want to do, we won't do them, I have my limits. You will have to respect them.
-I understand. I had a busy too full sex life during my teenage years, I was in rebellion against everything. Sex and tequila were a means of freedom that they still do today with one night stands at the bar, but it has diminished a lot. My sexuality education came down to an education to enjoy and to enjoy only. My sexuality is reduced to a game of tennis, I choose my partner, I see if we are at the same level and then I have fun. I never fell in love, I have never been told about love, my mother divorced when I was 5 years old, I no longer have contact with my father.
I am grateful for her honesty, but I am deeply moved by her revelations. My youth was completely different. I could have experienced the sexuality she experienced if Addison hadn't saved me from my demons. Meredith's face is sad.
-Meredith thank you for your frankness. You think what I'm offering you is the same thing you've always experienced, but no.
-How is it different?
-I offer you an education which will be an apprenticeship in the mastery of your impulses which are beautiful and to orient them towards the gift of your being to me.
Meredith looks at me for a moment.
-You want to change who I am.
-No, I will make you better, I want you not to be ashamed of your body and that you feel pleasure in all its forms. But for that, you have to obey. You never obeyed or wanted to obey Meredith?
-My sexual partners leave me unsatisfied, yes. It's true that I may have a buried desire. But how do you know?
-Meredith do you want to sign the contract? By signing it, you will discover your buried desire. Please trust me.
I stroke her cheek.
-Okay I sign.
Meredith takes the pen and signs the contract on the coffee table; she looks at me.
-By signing this contract you are mine I can dispose of body it seems to me in the playroom. I do not tolerate any lack of respect otherwise I will spank it is clear? In the room I want you to call me sir not otherwise. The warning words are Red which will immediately stop the scene, Orange, Yellow. Did you understand correctly? Will you be able to remember?
Mpov
-Yes
-Very good, come on.
He takes me by the hand and we walk towards the playroom My heart is pounding. He will take action. He opens the door to the playroom, steps aside to let me pass, and I finds me once more in the Red Chamber of Pain. She smells of leather, lemon wax and wood, a very sensual smell. A heady cocktail of adrenaline, desire, impatience and fear goes to my head. Derek has completely changed his attitude: it seems more to me. harder more cruel. His gaze on me is scorching, lustful ... hypnotic.
- When you are here, you are totally mine, he whispered, lingering on each word, I can do whatever I want with you. Do you understand?
His gaze is now intense. I nod my head, my mouth is dry. I feel like my heart is going to burst in my chest.
- Take off your shoes, he orders me in a soft voice.
I swallow and awkwardly remove my heels, and he puts them away by the door.
"Good. Never hesitate when I give you an order. Now I'm going to take this dress off." I've been wanting it for several hours. I want you to be comfortable in your body, Meredith. You look beautiful, and I love to watch you. I could watch you all day, and I don't want you to be embarrassed or ashamed of your nakedness.
-Yes
-Yes who ?
-Yes sir.
-Do you mean what you say? He barks
-Yes sir.
-Good, now raise your arms above your head
I obey. He bends down to catch the hem of the dress; slowly he strips my thighs, my hips, my stomach, my breasts, my shoulders, and passes it over my head. He takes a step back to examine me while mechanically folding the dress, he places it on the chest of drawers near door, then he grabs me by the chin, his touch burns me.
-You bite your lip. It makes me horny, he adds in a threatening voice. Turn around.
I do an about-face, he undoes my bra and, grabbing the straps, slides them slowly over my arms, brushing my skin with his fingernails, which gives me chills down my spine and wakes up every nerve. Standing behind me, so close I can feel his warmth against my skin, he grabs my hair at the back of my neck and pulls on it to tilt my head to the side. He runs his nose over my bare neck, inhaling deeply, then goes up to my ear. Desire tightens my stomach muscles. It barely touches me and I already want him.
"You smell good Meredith," he whispers, kissing me softly under the ear.
I moan.
-Silence! he breaths, not a sound.
To my amazement, he begins to braid my hair with his quick and skillful fingers, then he pulls on it to force me back towards him.
-I like that you wear a braid here.
Is that so ? Why ?
I obey, short of breath, with a mixture of fear and desire.
-When you come here, it will be in this outfit: naked, in panties. Understood?
-Yes.
-Yes who ?
-Yes sir.
The shadow of a smile curls up the corners of her lips.
- Very well, you will wait for me there, on your knees.
He points to a place near the door.
-Go ahead.
I kneel as best I can.
-Sit on your .Put your hands on your thighs. Okay. Now spread your knees. More. More. Perfect look down.
He comes closer to me I can only see his feet and the lower part of his legs If he wants me to remember any of this I would have to take notes He leans down to catch me by the braid and pull on it so that I look up at him. It's almost painful.
-Will you remember that position, Meredith?
-Yes sir.
-Good, stay there, don't move.
He comes out. I kneel and wait for him. Where has he gone? What will he do to me?
I don't know how long he's going to leave me alone… five minutes, ten? My breath is getting shorter and shorter; anticipation devours me.
Suddenly he's there, and all of a sudden I feel both calmer and more excited. More excited, how is that possible? I see his feet He's changed his jeans, they're older, ripped, soft and washed out, he closes the door and hangs something in it.
- Hello, Meredith, you waited for me very quietly. You look lovely like that. Get up.
I obey without raising my head.
-You have the right to look at me.
I look up, he's staring intently, gauging me, but his gaze has softened. He took off his shirt. Oh my god ... I wanna touch him. He undoes his jeans button.
`` I'll tie you up now, Anastasia. Give me your right hand.
I obeyed. He turned her over, palm up, and before I could figure out his intention he gave her a little whip. It went so fast I didn't even have time. What surprises me is that it didn't hurt me. Not much, anyway: barely a little pinch.
-So, what effect does it have on you? he asks me
I blink puzzled.
-Answer me
-It's okay
I frown.
-Don't frown.
I try to take an impassive air
-Did it hurt you?
-No
-It won't hurt you. Do you understand?
-Yes
My voice is hesitant.
- Trust me, he said, Over here.
He takes me by the elbow, leads me under the gate, and reaches out to grab handcuffs with black leather bracelets.
-This grid is designed so that the handcuffs can slide along its entire length.
I look up. Wow.
-We are going to go from here, but I want to fuck you standing against the wall over there.
He points to the large cross in the shape of an "X" with his whip
-Raise your arms above your head.
I immediately obey, with the impression of coming out of my body, that I am more than an external observer of the is more than fascinating, more than erotic: it is the most exciting thing and the most. scariest thing to ever happen to me in my life I'm at the mercy of a beautiful man I suppress a shiver of anxiety He moves closer to me to handcuff I have my nose practically on his chest and this closeness is heavenly. He smells of shower gel and Derek, an intoxicating scent that brings me back to earth. I would like to run my nose and tongue the little tuft of hair on his chest. If I leaned down ...
He pulls back to look at me, his eyelid heavy, salacious: I am helpless, but just reading his desire, his need for me on his beautiful face, I get wet. He walks around me slowly.
-You are very beautiful, tied up like that, Miss Gray. And for once you're not cheeky. I like it.
Me, cheeky?
He runs his fingers under the elastic of my panties and pulls them down with excruciating slowness, until he finds himself kneeling in front of me. Without taking his eyes off me, he crumples my panties in his fist and carries the nose to take a deep ! He sniffs my panties! He smiles mischievously and shoves it in his jeans pocket.
He stands up slowly, supple as a wild animal, and points the tip of his whip towards my navel, where he draws nonchalant circles. He walks around me again, dragging his whip around my waist. gives it suddenly with a little blow… right on my cock. I cry out in astonishment; all my nerves come to attention. I pull my handcuffs. The shock wave that runs through me is a voluptuous sensation, both strange and sweet.
-Silence, he whispers.
This time, the whip traces its circle a little higher on my body. When it gives me a little blow on the penis I expect it. My body convulses under this delicious bite.
He walks around me again but this time he hits the tip of one breast, and I tilt my head back as my nerves vibrate. He hits the other ... brief and gentle punishment. The tips lengthen and harden under this assault, and I moan loudly as I pull on my leather handcuffs.
-Its good ?
-Yes.
He's pinching my butt, this time it's pinching.
-Yes who ?
-Yes sir.
It stops ... but I can't see it anymore.I close my eyes trying to absorb the myriads of sensations that run through my slowly, it rains little strokes of the whips that pinch and lick me. at the same time, going down on my stomach, direction due south.
I know where he is going, I try to prepare for it, but when he hits my clit, I cry out.
-Ah ... please.
-Silence, he orders me, cracking my butt again.
I did not expect it to be like this ... I am lost, lost in an ocean of sensations And all of a sudden, he drags his whip on my cock, through my fleece to the entrance .
-You see how wet you, Meredith? Open your eyes and mouth.
I obey, fascinated. He puts the tip of the whip into my mouth.
-Taste .Suck strong.
I close my mouth on the whip, looking him straight in the eye, tasting the soft leather and salty flavor of my aroused body. His eyes are blazing He is in his element He pulls the tip of the whip out of my mouth, walks over and kisses me hard, invading my mouth with his tongue, then hugs and pulls me against him. crush mine, I'm dying to touch it, but I can't, my hands are helpless above my head.
-Meredith, you taste delicious, he breaths. I make you cum?
-Please
The whip bites my buttocks. Ouch !
-Please, who?
-Please, sir.
He smiles at me, triumphant.
-With that ?
He brandished the whip sternly.
-Yes, please sir.
-Close your eyes.
The bedroom, Derek, the whip, it all disappears. He starts giving me little kicks that bite my stomach again, then the whip comes down to land gently on my clit, once twice, three times, again and again, until finally, pushed to the limit, I cum gloriously, loudly. His arms embrace me to support me when my legs soften.
I dissolve in my embrace, my head against his chest, meowing and moaning. I feel the coolness of the wood of the cross against my back, and he pulls himself away. He holds me against the cross for a moment as he puts on his condom. , then his hands grip my thighs to lift me up.
-Raise your legs, put them around me.
Despite my weakness, I obeyed, circling his hips with my legs as he positioned himself under me. Suddenly he is in me, and I cry again; he utters a muffled moan in my arms rest on his shoulders while he boosts is it deep, like that… His cock that smashes me, his face in my neck, his breath hoarse on my throat, I feel it rising ... I let myself go to a new orgasm, soft, painful, intense. I lose myself; Derek follows me screaming, jaws clenched, crushing me against him. He quickly pulls back and leans me against the cross, supporting my body with his. When he unties me, we both collapse by He takes me on his knees, rocks me and I lay my head on his chest.
-Well done. Did it hurt you?
-No
I find it hard to keep my eyes open
-You thought it would hurt?
-Yes.
-You see the fear is in the head. Would you do it again?
I thought for a moment despite my brain clouded with fatigue.
-Yes
He hugs me tightly.
"So much the better, too," he whispers, leaning over to kiss me on the head. He has wrapped me in his arms and legs. I feel… safe. He will let me sleep, dreaming maybe - to be ?
I smile to have quoted Hamlet to myself despite my condition. Turning my face to Derek's chest, I breathe in his unmistakable scent, I sink my nose into it. Immediately, he stiffens ... and fuck it. I open my eyes.
He stares at me.
-No.
I blush and contemplate her breast with lust? I would like to run my tongue through her hair, kiss her; for the first time I noticed small round scars at irregular intervals. Measles? I approach my hand it stops me.
-It's my limit. Don't touch me. No. I can't stand it. Don't do it again doesn't ask a question.
He holds my hand firmly, his gaze is black with fear, anger, above all with pain. It petrifies me. Derek isn't just a Dominant he's a hurt man.
-Okay I'm sorry.
-It's okay
Derek calms down
-I declare the official opening of the games room.
I laugh
-Very interesting room.
-I have the impression that you got tired, to get fucked hard. Go to bed. To sleep.
He lifts me up and carries me in his arms, snuggled against his chest, to a bedroom. I don't remember being exhausted. Pulling down the duvet, he puts me to bed then, to my amazement, lies down beside me and hugs.
-Sleep now my dear, he whispers, kissing my hair.
And before I could answer, I was asleep.