Chapter 5

Ana POV

I wake up feeling a lot warmer than usual and realize it is because Christian, my sexy Dom that doesn't sleep with anyone fell asleep with me last night and we are intertwined. Whatever he is dreaming about must be exciting because his huge erect member is poking my bottom. This immediately turns me on. I want to turn around and grab him but I know that would earn me a punishment. I would like a nice spanking to wake me up this morning anyways. But I choose to tread carefully because he freaks out when he isn't in full control. I carefully crawl out of bed putting on his t-shirt and putting my hair in pigtails then head to the kitchen to whip something up for breakfast. I fry some bacon also making pancakes; I get my purse and pull out my iPod to dance around to Beyoncé while cooking. I feel Christian's magnetic pull near so I turn around to see him grinning while watching me. I feel my cheeks heat up as I start to blush.

"Energetic this morning aren't we?" He teases.

I smile, "I'm making breakfast. I hope you like pancakes."

"Sounds great, I'm not a picky eater Ana. I will always eat whatever you put in front of me." He states truthfully making me wonder why a wealthy man like that would have those feelings. You would think he would be picky. I respect that but it makes me wonder about what made him that way.

"Good to know Christian." He comes up from behind me while I'm frying bacon and places his arms around my waist, he yanks on my pigtails, "cute, but they won't protect you from me" he murmurs into my ear erotically. Then he grinds his hard dick into my butt and in my wanton state I moan. He asks, "Are you still store from yesterday and last night?" of course I am we have been like rabbits going at it nonstop. "Nope" I tell a little white lie because I want more of him; I also want him to be pleased with me.

I guess he sensed my fib with my faltered answer, "Anastasia, did you just lie to me?"

My Dom is back, ready to play, "Sir, only because I wanted to fuck some more."

"You don't lie to me; you have earned a punishment in my playroom." He glares sending a shiver down my spine. "Sir, we haven't gone over our contract yet."

"Fuck, I think the contract is a little redundant don't you?" He contests.

"Yes Sir." I agree and he is still pissed about my little fib.

I place our breakfast on the table and we sit down to start eating.

"Before we go into the playroom, what are your hard limits?" he asks while taking a bite of his breakfast.

"No genital clamps, no fisting of any kind, No anal play. The rest we can mess around with" I state.

"No anal? I want to claim your perfect ass Anastasia." he looks up at me fuming.

"I'm not ready for that Sir." I reply timidly.

He growls, "You never did it with your other Dom's?"

"No Sir, I was never interested in trying it." I answer his question hoping he will drop it.

"That is fine for now but I hope you will re-consider down the road." He states deadpan.

We continue to eat breakfast, "You are a really good cook, thank you for making breakfast."

"You're welcome Christian."

He is so mercurial I don't know how to keep up with him.

"What kind of birth control are you on?" He asks.

"I've been on birth control pills since I was a teenager because I had a horrible menstrual cycle."

"Good, that is usually something discussed beforehand but things seem to always get out of hand when we are together." He states like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. He then says, "I would prefer you get the shot as well just in case you were to forget your pill. It is required for all my subs. I can have the doctor here next weekend."

"I would prefer to just stay on the pill Sir." I state with more attitude then I intended.

"Watch it Anastasia, I don't want to have to add on to your punishment." He warns me.

"I'm sorry Sir." I say looking down at my almost empty plate.

When we've finished breakfast he suggests we take a shower together. He softly washes my body clean. He is still in a dark mood from earlier. I ask, "Sir may I wash you?" I look up at this God of a man with his muscular strong body, face of an angel; I didn't know this kind of flawlessness existed.

He hands me the scrubber, "Just don't touch my back or chest."

I scrub is beautifully sculptured body except the areas I'm forbidden. While washing I notice these small scars on his back and chest, I had saw a glimpse of them earlier but was too far away to tell what they were. I ask, "What are those scars from?" After asking I know that I shouldn't have because he isn't in the best mood this morning. He stares at me vacantly not saying a word. He just rinses off and gets out of the shower, "I want you in the playroom ready in 5 minutes"

I'm so nervous for my punishment because he seems so distant and cold. I quickly dry myself with the softest fluffiest towel I have ever felt. Then braid my hair, and put on my panties. I enter the playroom which was unlocked for me; I kneel by the entrance looking down. A few minutes later I see him enter wearing only jeans. The snug jeans are pale blue ripped at the knee and so hot! I see his bare feet as he saunters over me with the button undone on his jeans. His fiery eyes are blazing and just looking at him makes me feel weak. His beauty alone makes me bow down to him, he has this strange hold over me. A power I have never given to anyone. He holds out his hand for me to grab and guides me over to a long table. He pinches one of my hard nipples and sucks on the other. "Lay on your stomach", I do as I'm told.

I feel him removing my lacy panties, his breathing his heavier and because of my nerves so is mine..

He asks sternly, "Do you know why you are being punished Anastasia?"

I answer immediately, "Yes Sir, because I lied…. But only because I wanted to please you…"

Whack! I feel his hand slap my behind hard. He roars, "I didn't ask for an excuse! You will not lie to me ever… Do you understand?"

I fight the urge to cry, I want to cry not because of the punishment but because of how upset I've made him. "Honesty and trust is the most important factor in BDSM relationships so I don't take it lightly. I'm going to belt you 6 times for this indiscretion. I want you count after each one, remember your safe words Anastasia."

I start to cry why did he have to choose the belt? I had thought about putting it on my hard limits but chose not to because I want to eventually get over what happened with Ben.

The first hit comes down hard on my bottom and I squeal, "One". The second hit comes down even harsher in a different spot, "Two". Without even a couple seconds to catch my breath the third hit lands and I sob in pain, "Three". Wham the fourth one hits and I feel like I can't breathe, "Four" I whimper.

He pauses after that one, "Are you going to lie to me again Anastasia?"

I hesitate; whack the fifth hits the hardest and I yelp, "Five, No Sir I won't lie to again."

The last hit stings the most because my bottom is on fire from all the blows. I cry out, "six".

I'm just staying here not moving an inch just crying from my punishment. This was painful and humiliating, I don't even want to look at him after this. I know we are in scene and if I leave it will only bring on more punishments for me. I'm not ready to end our relationship either because I have a strong carnal connection with him and if I'm being completely honest with myself I think I am falling for him. Something I vowed I would never do, love is something in books that rarely exist.

I feel him rub some cool cream onto my bottom and it soothes some of the pain. "Rest in your room, takes some time to yourself." He utters walking out of the playroom.

I head into "my room" as he calls it. I have to lie on my stomach because my behind hurts so badly, I cry into my pillow feeling like a little kid. I hear someone enter the room and I see Christian sit on the edge of the bed. I turn to my side so he can't see my face. "Turn and look at me Ana." He demands.

I wipe away some of my tears and turn to face him. He wipes away some of my tears and cups my chin in his hand. "Why didn't you safe word if it hurt you that bad?"

I hold in more tears, "It's not the pain I'm crying about; it was how angry you were at me. Plus I had a bad experience with the belt before so between that and your coldness it hurt me a lot."

"Why the hell didn't you put that on your hard limits if you had something happened with it? Fuck Ana I need to know these things before we go into the playroom!" He asks through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry Christian. I thought I could handle it, I want to get over my fears." I state truthfully.

"How can I trust you Ana….First you lied to me about your soreness and then you didn't tell me about the belting issue. I think its best you leave for now. I need to think about our arrangement and see if I want to continue it." He states.

"Don't bother thinking about it, I'm sorry I can't be your perfect little submissive." I spit out jumping out bed scrambling to find my things. He just sits there on the bed running his fingers through his hair. Once I've gathered my things I head down the stairs and Christian is following right behind, "Ana if you leave like this there is no coming back. There are no second chances." He states smugly.

I just ignore him and head to the foyer hitting the elevator button.

"Taylor will drive you home." He then calls for Taylor.

"No thank you Christian. I will take a cab home."

"Anastasia, why do you have to defy me?" He asks.

"Call me Ana Dammit, fine Taylor can take me." I shout getting in the elevator and Taylor quickly follows looking his normal stoic self.

Christian looks as if he is about to charge me like he did the last time we had an argument. "Don't!" I shout at him.

"Ana" He says my name like a prayer and I'll never forget the look in his eyes.

As the elevator is about to close I say, "Goodbye Christian."

Lots of fun and drama coming up! REVIEW, let me know what you think?! Will Christian and Ana make up soon?