Chapter 4

It's Friday and Kelsey will be here at 7pm. I need to blow off some steam. I feel awkward having Anastasia see her with me. I'm not sure how she's going to take it when she has to clean up 2 dozen condoms over the weekend and has to wipe down my playroom. Kelsey arrives on time and I immediately get her in my playroom on her hands and knees. Before she can even think I cane her a few times to relieve some stress. Then I spank her with a paddle about 30 times and she calls yellow for the first time. I chain her to the bed while she's face down and just fuck her over and over with Anastasia's face on my mind the whole time. When I'm done I quickly throw my jeans on and unchain her and walk out in just my jeans, no shirt.

As I leave I pass Anastasia in the hall and she looks down quickly blushing and heads back to her room. Oh yeah she liked what she saw. I quickly shower and go to my downstairs office. I turn on the camera and see Miss Steele enter the playroom cautiously. She puts disposable gloves on and quickly cleans up the discarded condoms. She looks nervous as she quickly and thoroughly cleans up my mess, her face looks disappointed as she glances around confused and I guess wondering what I did to my sub. For the first time I feel a little ashamed of myself and secretly I wish it were her I was fucking. She is very innocent though and I don't think she could handle what I could do to her. I still would love to enjoy her body for a night. I've imagined several times last week making love to her while I masturbated. I don't make love, I fuck hard but I really want to slowly fuck this woman and savor her sweet beautiful body.

She quickly exits after she is done cleaning. I can hear the shower running again and as I pass my office I can see her long damp hair as she sits writing in her journal in a small white cami and tiny boy pink shorts underwear. She climbs up on the bed and lies on her stomach and picks up a book. Her sexy ass is peeking out of the bottom of her panties while she lays there moving her feet back and forth unconsciously. I have the urge to grab her ass and spank her till it's warmed up and pink. My cock is now on fire, throbbing from that thought but I'd rather sit here stroking myself under the desk watching Anastasia then fuck Kelsey again. I don't want to subject Anastasia to my playroom again tonight, but Kelsey or any of my subs are not allowed to enter my bedroom at any time for any reason.

The rest of the weekend is awkward. Anastasia is off duty because my sub is here but I notice when she thinks I'm not looking she straightens up anyway. She is so cute. I can't get enough of her. Kelsey seems annoyed by her. She hasn't said it but I can tell she feels threatened. She should be worried though because I'm so close to telling this lovely Ana how much I want her but I think if I did she might quit so I have to hang on for a while.

The next few weeks are business as usual. I am adjusting to her presence but my feelings for her have grown significantly. Even when my day is shit, the site of her standing in my kitchen serving me dinner or catching a glimpse of her reading and smiling takes the edge off. I still follow her on her run every day and sometimes we talk a little bit when I pretend to coincidentally bump into her.

She is very shy and closed off. She doesn't really speak unless spoken too. She has all the qualities I want in a submissive but I don't see her like that. She's very intelligent, I respect her and even though she's shy she speaks her mind just politely. She also leaves the apartment a few times a week at around 11pm and Taylor said he's seen her enter the bar downstairs in the lobby several times. I know she's 21 but I'd be disappointed if she were spending her evenings getting drunk. Tonight when she leaves I am going to have a glass of wine downstairs so I can see for myself.

At around 11pm she heads downstairs in her sexy tight jeans, fitted tee and some flip flops. She's been slowly buying new clothes since her paychecks are so generous mostly just mall brands, I don't think she cares to spend outrageous amounts on designer brands, damn I would love to spoil her with a new wardrobe. She even thanked me a few times for my generosity and said I overpay her, that's a first for me nobody has ever complained about being overpaid before. I wait about 10 minutes until after she leaves and go downstairs. I grab a small table in the corner and order a glass of wine. I don't see her anywhere, perhaps I was wrong. I wait about 15 minutes and just as I'm ready to leave she walks in. Okay lets see what she's up too.

The lounge is almost empty except for about 8 employees and a few residents thankfully its very dim and I'm hardly noticeable. She walks over to the bar and the employees all greet her warmly. What the fuck is going on here? How does she know everyone? I'm really suspicious now. Does she work here too? Is she an alcoholic perhaps? Does she come down here to talk about me to other staff members in the building? Suddenly I am furious and curious.

Then the bartender welcomes her and says "the regular Ana? Huh the regular are you fucking kidding me?

"Yes please" she says musically.

"One club soda with lime on the house in exchange for a song" and she smiles. Okay just a club soda. I'm relieved but why is he asking her for a song?

"It would be my honor Joe" she giggles and she walks over to the black baby grand piano across the lounge. She plays? I had no idea; wait she mentioned a keyboard once and Taylor told me she dropped it and broke it the evening she moved in to Escala. I did hear her sing a little when she runs but nothing that anyone with ear buds on doesn't do occasionally. She sits down at the piano and places her club soda on a napkin

"It's a sad one tonight Joe" and she smiles with a bit of sadness in her eyes. The staffers stop what they are doing and give her their full attention. I'm literally crawling out of my skin with curiosity.

Her elegant fingers grace the ivory keys and my heart stops. It's breathtaking but when she opens her mouth to sing I am shocked to my core. Her voice is the most beautiful voice I have ever heard. It's soft and strong, full of vibrato in a perfect pitch matching her concert worthy piano skills. As she plays and sings I can see the sadness in her eyes as she sings about forgiveness and love and letting go of hurt from the past.

The song echoes through me, taking me back to my painful beginnings filled with neglect and abuse. It's like she wrote it for me and now I wonder what this sweet girl has endured in her young lifetime. After she plays her song, I can see some of the staff member's dash away tears. She does too as some sort of memories flood her head. She gets up after a small round of applause grabs her drink and heads back to the bar.

"that was your best song yet young lady" Joe smiles proudly at her.

"Oh Thank you, Thank you" she jokes. A waitress approaches her and gives her a big hug.

"That was beautiful Ana, really amazing. Why are you not famous? You could be filthy rich winning Grammy's with that voice, you have a gift and yet you clean toilets, ugh I could shake you!" she laughs. The waitress is correct, why is she hiding this gift from the world? Why is she like this? I have to know her but she is very difficult to read. She seems so happy but she must have had an awful past maybe even worse than mine. One of these days' I'm going to find out

"I like my job very much Leah, and my boss is very easy on the eyes". She shrugs her shoulders and giggles.

"honestly I would never want to be rich. I make music for me, not for money, if I did then I wouldn't appreciate as much" she says honestly and I'm easy on the eyes am I? I have to hide my grin. I am floored by that statement. This talented girl, and I know talent of all kinds, could really be rich and successful yet she only plays for the simple joy it brings her. I know nothing about her but I am certain that she is the most exquisite woman I have ever known. Her beauty is more than skin deep. I have to let her know how beautiful her voice is I just can't let her see me. She leaves a tip at the bar and says goodnight. It seems in the month she's been here she's befriended everyone. I'm here 4 years and don't even know the fucking doorman's name.