Dear Readers... this is my very first time I am trying out Elena's pov so please be kind...

What the hell is Elena doing here? Should be about me being subless. I clear my throat and she looks up from the magazine that she is reading at my living room.

'Christian! I have been waiting for ages. Where were you?' She greets with slightly high voice. I know that voice. She has that voice when she doesn't know about my activities. Now, she doesn't know about Anastasia and I think she would have got some sort of hint from her personal body guard whom Taylor spotted at the restaurant car park. Two can play the game.

'Why are you waiting for me?' I ask playing her game. She wants to control your damn sex life idiot! She wants to you to drown in her vault! She wants you to stay under that stupid life style! She doesn't want you to have a life… period!

'What is happening to you?' she says placing her palm on my cheek. For her age, her skin is still soft. But with all those surgeries, pampering, lotions, it doesn't surprise me.

'Nothing. What are you doing here?' I just wanted to have a peaceful sleep and plan my next step to get Anastasia and now I have to handle the Botox filled surgery covered Elena.

'I wanted to ask you what is happening to you. Why are you not replying any of my sub biodata?' she says turning around and taking a seat again on my white sofa and crossing her slim legs.

'I don't need one.' I reply controlling my voice so it won't sound harsh.

'What do you mean by you don't need one.' She shoots a menacing glance. Her black eyeshade covered eyes says what the hell are you speaking!

'I mean I don't need one. Stop bugging me with your proposals.' I say harder.

'What is wrong Christian? Have you forgotten how good it is?' she purrs and her voice drops few decibels. Her eyes narrows and she licks her thick red coated lips seductively. When is she going to understand that we are over.

'Do you want some wine?' I ask changing the topic. I walk towards the refrigerator to grab some wine.

'Christian, you have not called me like forever.' She continues while I get some chilled white wine.

'I was busy Elena. Here.' I hand her the wine and sit across her.

'Thank you Christian.' She purrs again with a cat like smile. A very wicked smile. Unlike Anastasia's smile which is innocent, genuine and full of life… promise of a happy future.

'So now, tell me what is wrong with the proposals that I sent you?' she turns to business like voice again.

'I am not interested Elena.' I tell her point blank.

'And you are interested in the girl whom you went for dinner with?' okay, now that confirms that her bodyguard was watching us.

'That has nothing to do with you.'

'Alright. Just let me know when you are ready for the next sub. I am still wondering why you ended the contract with Zetty?' she sips her wine without removing her eyes from my face.

'She was falling for me and you know I hate that.' I never thought of love.. never at all until Anastasia gave her final word. Then I know what love is. Love is wanting to care, think of and talk to the whole night.

'I will speak to her.' Elena starts and that snaps Anastasia's face from my head.

'I don't want a sub now.'

'Huh?' she shoots a surprised look with a very wide pair of eyes.

'Yes. Please don't raise this issue again.' I tell her harder.

'Alright. Your mother is very concern about you. She was saying that you haven't gone home for few weeks.' She is changing track. I am not falling for you Elena.

'Yah, I was busy. I will go this week. Elena, it's getting late and I have a breakfast meeting tomorrow morning.' Hint hint… in case you can't get it into your blond head! I want you to leave!

'I get it. And I have left an envelope with a new sub bio data. Have a look.' Her chin points to the coffee table and an envelope labeled biodata written on it. I don't want a biodata, I want Anastasia!

'Alright. Taylor… see Elena out please.' There is no damn way I can get her to

'Sure Mr Grey.'

'Good night Christian.'

'Night Elena.'

EPOV

That mousy girl has sunk her claws on Christian's shoulder deep till now he doesn't want to speak about a sub. I must grip him back. Bring him back to the lifestyle that he enjoys. How dare Christian give more priority to the mousy Ana! How dare he humiliate me by chasing me out saying having a breakfast meeting and chase me out. I floor the gas heading to my mansion.

'Clement! Vault in thirty!' Clement my current sub is a very obedient boy and I know with my temper, his bare back is going to be red… or bleed even. I didn't even wait for him to address me. Knowing that he will be waiting when I reach home just lifts my mood a little.

'Mrs Linc' my housekeeper greets me at the door as I step into my mansion. Jackson has been my housekeeper butler for the last fifteen years and knows all my secrets but a trustworthy guy. He knows my style, he knows my way and he knows me.

'Is Clement here?' I ask him as he takes my coat.

'He is at the vault waiting for you ma'am' he replies in his no nonsense tone.

'Fine, I don't need you for the rest of the night. I want my breakfast at eight tomorrow. No lunch and dinner will be salad.'

'Very well ma'am. Good night.' He disappears at the back of the house.

I head to my room and strip and stood under the cold shower hoping to calm my rage and wash away my humiliation. It is just not working. That pathetic girl's face keeps popping up in my head and I hate it! I hate the way Christian gazed lovingly to her! I hate the way Christian kissed her lovingly. Damn that girl!

My vault is located underground with a secret door which no one knows except Jackson and Clement. It is complete with security code that only both of them know. The keypad is securely hidden behind my wedding portrait. Pff wedding! A fake wedding to cover my husband's infertility. He can't even bloody get it up! Never ever saw an erection on him and he used dominance to show his power. I went through years of caning, belting, fucking with no pleasure for myself. Damn it! So I had to file in an abuse case and get a divorce. It was a humiliating, rough one but I survived. Christian was with me through the ordeal and he was my pillar. Everyone thought he was like a step son for me… or like Grace shared Christian's son status with me but least they know, he was my fuck boy. I got my needs met through Christian. He was my sub for six years and never safe worded once. Yes he was underage but he was perfect! After my shower, I walk into my closet. I decided on my black spandex full body suit which opens at my tummy and reveals my back. Now that tummy tuck and breast silicon really does its job when I am in a spandex. I wear my 5 inch stiletto and head to my vault. As I close the door, I see Clement kneeling obediently on the left only with his black spendex.

'Alright Clement, at the bench butt naked.'

He obediently again, lies across the bench and his ass sticking out like how I like it after tossing his spendex. I pick a thick cane and bend it. Anastasia's face flashes through my mind. Damn!

'Count loud'

'Yes Mistress'

The cane made contact with the white ass.

'One!'

'Two'

'Three'

'Auchhh'

'Auch is not a number Clement! Start again!'

'Yes Mistress!' I can hear him trying to control the pain but the pain of seeing Christian with that mouse is even painful! I pick another slightly thinner cane. This should do.

'One!'

'Two!'

'Three!'

'Yellow!' and I look at the now red ass, streaks of blood breaking through the skin.

'Why did you safe word Clement!'

'Free to speak Mistress'

'Yes!'

'I couldn't take the pain, Mistress,' he says and his voice crack at the end.

'Fine! Good that you did not safe word! Alright! On the bed and ass up. I am going to put some oil and then you are going to please me! Take my anger away!'

'Yes mistress.' And he lies with his ass up again. I pick the soothing lotion and rub generously on this now burning ass.

'Better?'

'Yes Mistress.'

'Now I want you to stand in front of me.'

'Yes Mistress.'

What do you think?

'Now, place feather touch on my back while kissing my neck and collar bone. Don't go near my breast.' Clement starts his feather touch and slowly started sucking my neck, collarbone and slowly the earlobe.

'Put me on the bed.' I whisper.

He lift me and place me on the bed.

'Undress me..'

And he slowly unzips the spandex and peels off the top part. It exposes my whole upper body and my breast bounces lively. My nipples stood in attention reacting to the touch and cold air.

'Now suck my breast and also massage it.'

He starts sucking my breast and the other hand massaging my other breast… boy that feels good. Clement is good with his tongue

'Harder… suck harder…'

A good five minutes, I want a good hard fuck …

'Alright… free will! Fuck me after long pleasure.'

'Sure Mistress'

Clement very well knows when I say freewill he can do anything he wants as long as it doesn't leave any mark on my skin or cause any pain. He is very good in pleasuring me and does it for a long time before fucking me hard. Makes me lie down and with one swift move, I am completely naked. He climbs on me and gets between my legs. His toungue works miracle. Oh boy… boy… ahhh…

'Good Clement… harder… suck it baby….'

Ahhhh… and release…

'Good Clement… Fuck me… fuck me hard.'

He climbs and places his now hard dick between my thighs. With one move, he rams into me.

'Harder.. harder.. harder!' and he pounds and pounds and goshhhh that is good. Five minutes later Clement speaks.

'Permission to release, Mistress.'

'Yes!' and he finishes inside me.

'Released Clement. I will see you tomorrow night same time.'

'Yes Mistress.' And he leaves my vault. I head to the bathroom in my vault and clean up. Wrapping myself in the fluffy robe, I head to my bedroom. I throw my black satin night dress. I have to plan my next move and get rid of the mousy girl before she sinks her claws deeper into Christian.

'Edward!'

'Yes Mrs Lincoln.'

'Apologies to wake you up middle of the night.'

'It's okay Mrs Lincoln. What can I do for you.'

'There is a girl. I need you to get rid of her.'

'As in termination?'

'Not to that extreme yet.'

'Please fax me the details.'

'First thing in the morning.'

'Good day Ma'am'

'Thanks.'

Now, I can go to bed peacefully knowing that the pest will be out of Christian's life.