Chapter 8

It had been a long day at work for both Ana and Christian and tonight they had agreed not to see each other. Ana was deliciously sore, a constant reminder of her exciting activities on board The Grace the previous afternoon.

Ana was at her apartment, a glass of cheap white wine in her hand and her laptop on the table in front of her. She was researching. Being no longer a virgin made her feel like she had just what she needed to look further into Christian's chosen lifestyle. Before, it had all seemed so scary, sex in general had become something she was afraid of and now she had lost that fear, then maybe there was hope in her losing further fear.

Christian knew what she was up to, he was the other side of the computer, emailing with her and recommending what she should look at. Unbeknown to Ana, he was trying to keep her away from the hardcore stuff, the stuff that would probably send her running from him.

He'd been experiencing some strange feelings since he'd dropped Ana off at home the previous evening. It had been difficult for him to accept that he had managed plain old vanilla sex. Ok, it hadn't been without its difficulties, like the fact he'd left his shirt on. However he'd found it very satisfying, far more satisfying than he would have possibly imagined, and that was what he was struggling with most.

After only knowing BDSM, Control and Dominance, Christian hadn't ever thought that he'd find vanilla as something he would enjoy, however today at work he'd imagined having vanilla with Ana over and over again. Ok, he'd imagined kink too, he would have loved to have Ana under his desk with her lips around him or bent over his lap, bare ass pink in the air from a good spanking. However he found all the thoughts did the same to him, they turned him on and frustrated the hell out of him.

Ana sent him an email saying the stuff she was reading wasn't as bad as she had expected it to be. He smiled as he relaxed back against his headboard. He was sitting in bed in just his pants, no shirt, sending porn links to Ana so that she could see some beginner BDSM. It wasn't exactly how he wanted to be introducing her to it but it's what she wanted and he couldn't argue with her, if she had an interest in it and wanted to explore that interest further then he would, but if this was how she wanted to explore for the time being then he couldn't deny her that. He just hoped that it would lead to other kinds of exploration.

Christian shot off another text to her, another link. He knew the internet had a lot of bad porn, and also a lot of very dangerous and over the top BDSM porn. He couldn't control Ana or what she watched but he could damn well try and keep her away from the bad stuff.

Back in her little Apartment, Ana was watching yet another spanking video, one with what she knew from the description was a flogger. There was no denying it was doing funny things to her. She was trying to imagine what it felt like across her bare behind and doing so was causing a strange pulsating between her legs. It was weirdly incredible.

As the video ended and she waited for further emails from Christian, she couldn't resist looking through the videos in the side bar, they were the same kind of things from what she could see and being her usual impatient self she clicked on one that said "A good fucking spanking".

Within two minutes Ana's hands were across her eyes, though like a watching a car crash she couldn't help but peek between her fingers. It was horrific. The poor submissive was tied up against an X and was being spanked with a big cane, it was leaving horrifying red welts and some even cut the skin a little. Oh it made her feel absolutely sickened. No, she couldn't watch anymore. She quickly shut down the page and anger built up inside her. Christian hadn't showed her anything like it, he had told her it wasn't about pain but control and submission and here she was after witnessing something she could only imagine to be beyond painful.

To: Christian Grey
From: Anastasia Steele

Ok, I've seen enough. Nice knowing you.

Anastasia Steele

After hitting the send button she quickly closed down the computer and headed for the kitchen. She needed another large glass of wine and possibly a shower to forget what she had just witnessed.

Christian just stared at the email in utter shock. What the fuck?! She didn't want to see anymore? See him anymore?

He wasn't stupid, he knew exactly what had happened, she'd seen something he hadn't wanted her to see.

"Taylor!" He screamed already jumping out of bed. "Taylor get a car!"

He rushed into his closet and grabbed a plain white t-shirt and shoved his feet into his shoes without any socks on… there wasn't any time for socks.

"Sir?" Taylor asked as he stood in the great room.

"We're going to Miss Steele's." Christian explained and Taylor was quick to lead the way to the elevator.

Back at Market Street Place, Ana was opening her second bottle of wine. She didn't normally drink so much but she damn needed it after what she had viewed. Her butt throbbed at the mere thought of a cane coming into contact it and her eyes welled up with tears as she imagined Christian wanting to be the one to do that.

An urgent knock on the door had Ana freezing in place. She knew who it was and she didn't want to answer it. The knocking persisted, he wasn't going to stop until she answered and she didn't want her landlord being called because of noise.

"Chris…" She didn't even get to finish before a hot mouth engulfed hers, a tongue persuading its way through to tangle with her own. She couldn't resist him and dropped her wine to the floor with a smash as her hands reached up to wrap around Christian.

"I…" As soon as he released she started to talk only to be met with another violent kiss. He was using his lips and his tongue as a way to subdue her, keep her silent, damn it was working. When he broke away he looked into her hazy blue eyes and smiled a gorgeous and young smile. She was lost in wine and Christian now, far too lost to try to speak.

"You taste of cheap wine."

"It's all I had." She managed.

"Drunk?" He questioned, she shook her head, no, maybe after the next bottle though. "I think I'll have a glass, you can have water."

"I'll have another wine." She replied firmly, she was in her home and she wanted wine so she was going to have wine and Christian wasn't going to tell her otherwise.

"Fine." He replied exasperated. He didn't want to fall out with her but he was frustrated that she had to argue against him.

Once Ana had pointed him in the direction of the wine glasses and the wine bottle she made her way to the couch, aware there was a shattered wine glass on the floor she would need to clean up soon.

Christian returned to Ana's side with one full glass and one half glass of wine. Ana wasn't surprised when she was handed the half glass, but decided not to argue with him, it was a little obvious to her he couldn't completely ignore his Dominant urges and she had stopped him from making her a glass of water like he wanted to.

He sat down on the couch beside Ana, suddenly making the couch seem very small. Ana couldn't help but giggle, Christian's new favorite sound.

"So, you decided to just come rushing over here after I said it was good knowing you?" Ana asked, she wasn't going to allow his presence to intimidate her at all.

"I wanted to know why you had decided you wanted nothing more to do with me." Christian replied honestly. "Those words hurt."

"I'm sorry." Ana whispered, she didn't want to hurt him and hadn't thought the words would have that kind of effect on him.

"What did you see? The video I sent you was tame and you'd seen half a dozen of them." Christian replied, not wanting to dwell instead having this urge to fix the problem.

"I just clicked on another. It was bad Christian this girl was being caned, her skin was red and some parts even cut. I don't want anyone to do anything like that to me." Anastasia exclaimed, she couldn't believe it still, what she had seen made her feel dirty and she wanted to wash herself clean of it.

"Well I guess that means a cane is in your hard limits." Christian quipped making Ana look at him, she wasn't sure she knew what hard limits was though she knew she'd read something about them. "Things you wouldn't do are hard limits."

"I thought as a submissive you wouldn't have a say in what was done." Anastasia replied, she wasn't quite grasping the Ds thing.

"Every sub has hard and soft limits Ana, hard limits are things you absolutely wouldn't do under any circumstances. So if you never want to be caned then you put it in your hard limits."

"Have you ever caned someone?"

"That's irrelevant." Christian replied even though by that answer Ana knew it meant he had, Christian Grey had caned a poor woman.

"But isn't it a part of what you do?" Anastasia asked timidly.

"No. Ana what I do isn't wholly about pain. It's about control and I can do that sexually without any pain." Christian replied frustrated. He knew Ana was knew to all of this and he had to be gentle and careful with what he said if he had any hope of getting her to say she wanted to try it.

He couldn't imagine what she would do if she saw the red room, it would probably scare her away again and he didn't want that, Ana was special, she was his first vanilla and he had been her first and if she decided she didn't want BDSM then it was fine, he couldn't imagine giving it up but that would mean possibly keeping Ana as just a friend. That would be ok, she wanted to be his friend and he had this need to keep her in his life. He already knew that he cared for her, he had already hired her a covert security guard and he was trying to find a way of getting her a new car because Taylor had identified Ana's and it was a moving death trap.

"So how do you control without pain?" Ana questioned, unable to let her intrigue lay, she needed to ask and wanted to know.

"In all sorts of way, orgasm denial is one, of course go too far and it would cause some pain but you just don't let it go too far. There's also having the submissive asking to be allowed to orgasm. That makes a Dom feel in control. Then tying up is another, to tie a submissive off and play with her, doesn't have to have any pain but it's about control. It's knowing that the submissive is wholly at your mercy and that you could do anything you wanted to them while the submissive has to have so much trust in the Dom that no limits would be breached. Sensory deprivation is another, the list goes on and on Anastasia." Christian couldn't explain it to her, he was doing his best but he had no idea whether or not it was making any sense.

"But spanking seems a big part of it." Ana whispered, she liked what Christian was talking about but it was obvious that she was interested in what he'd said so far.

"Spanking doesn't always have to be painful Ana. A punishment spanking yes, but a scene spanking, might cause some pain but nothing serious, it's about pleasure and feeling. I'm not doing a good job of explaning this am I?"

"Yes you are." Ana replied firmly. "I just have a lot of questions that all."

"A lot of submission can be pain but you can limit the pain felt, I had one submissive years ago who couldn't handle pain but she loved a good spanking with a flogger and a pair of adjustable nipple clamps that caused some pressure but no pain, it all depends on what each person likes, it's different. How hard a spanking you consider painful isn't going to be the same as the next person." Christian expanded just hoping it was sinking in.

"I think I get it, so you don't need to can your sexual partner?" Ana asked.

"No. I need the control Ana, to tie you up and tickle you with a feather and then fuck you stupid would be more than enough for a scene for me, I don't need to cause pain." Christian replied making Ana giggle again. "I have something for you in the car, just wait for me." He said getting to his feet.

Ana just watched him walk through the door, his walk was urgent but also controlled. He was practically marching out of her apartment.

Christian hurried to the waiting SUV outside, he had to do this now, it was something he'd copied for her to give when he felt she was ready, if ever. However with everything, now was as good a time as any.

"I don't know how much longer I'll be Taylor." He said taking the manila file from the back of the car.

"Take all the time you need Sir." Taylor replied, though he secretly didn't want to be waiting out there too much longer as there was someone waiting for him back at Escala.

When Christian returned to the apartment, Ana's eyes immediately fell to the manila file in his hands. He didn't hesitate in passing it over and Ana quickly opened it.

"It's a contract." He stated. "A BDSM contract, like I have with all my submissives. It says all I will do and all I won't, all I would expect from you and then there's room for you to add your limits soft and hard. I am not expecting you to fill it or sign it I just wanted you to know what I do in terms of having a submissive, how I've always done it."

"Ok." Ana stated closing the file. "I'll read it when I'm sober." She added with a giggle.

"Good idea." Christian replied. "When you do read it, please ask me any questions you have. Don't let it scare you and if you find yourself considering it which is not what I'm expecting of you, then it can all be edited, this is just a standard contract that I have when I have a submissive."

"Ok. I will. I promise you I won't let it scare me away like the video almost did, I kind of realize now that was a silly thing for me to do in emailing you that instead of calling you and speaking to you about it." Ana said quietly, she felt silly and embarrassed. She could have lost Christian as a friend over something so minor, something if she'd have only asked would not have been as big a deal as she had made of it.

"I'm going to go home now, you have a lot to think about but you also need to get some sleep, you have work tomorrow." Christian stated already getting up.

Ana stood too and she couldn't resist wrapping her arms around him in a hug. At first, Christian stiffened which in turn caused Ana to stiffen, it had been instinct that had caused it. But then she was surprised by a pair of arms around her, he was hugging her back.

"Sleep well beautiful girl, I'll see myself out." Christian said letting her go. Ana smiled sadly, she didn't really want him to leave. He bent down and kissed her forehead and then her lips, just a peck and a silent promise, they'd see each other again soon.