Me and Mr. Grey…...part 8
Christian pulled the blanket off Brenda's body. She was naked from the waist down, and lying on her stomach. She felt the cool air.
She yawned, then smiled. "What are you doing?"
"Looking at you." He reached down, and helped her out of her tank. He ran his hands, up and down her body. "Your skin is so soft. And you have a tiny mole on your back. Did you know that?"
She shook her head. "No."
"It might be too small for you to see."
"Are you doing an inspection of my body?"
"No…not an inspection. Just admiring."
"Do you have to go into the office today?"
"I'm not going. I'm going to work from home."
She smiled. "Good." She flipped over, then sat up. "Have you finished your admiring? I need to go and shower."
"Yes, for now."
They both got dressed and made their way to his room...
They are in the shower…..
Brenda squirted some shampoo into her hand, and massaged his scalp. He was taller than she was, so she had to stand on her tip toes.
She started playing with his hair, sculpting it into a Mohawk. "That's sexy. But even a mullet would look good on you."
He laughed. "I doubt that."
"I don't."
Christian ran his hands all over her body, soaping her up. She looked up at him, then down at his chest. "I want to touch you too."
He didn't respond, he just looked at her. She knew what that meant. "It's ok, I'm sure you will let someone….someday."
He saw a hint of sadness in her eyes. "I told you it isn't you."
"I know, I know. But do you think I'll hurt you? Because I wouldn't."
"No, it's not that. I told you, I went through some terrible sh*t as a child. I'm still trying to deal with it."
"Are you seeing a therapist, because if not, you should."
"I am."
"Good." She smiled and looked down at his chest. "So beautiful, it's a shame, I won't get to touch it. But I understand….."
After showering, they dressed, and made their way into the kitchen.
They are eating breakfast. Miss Jones had it prepared and ready, when they came out.
They are eating in silence. Christian found that odd, since Brenda never was at a loss for words.
He reached over, and ran his hand down the length of her hair. "Are you ok?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"Because you're quiet, and you are never that. Are you freaked out?"
"By what?"
"Me?"
"No." She played with her food a little. "Christian, may I ask you something?"
"Yeah."
"You are really passionate, when it comes to people eating their food. Is it because of your childhood?"
"Yes."
She nodded. "Oh, I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"Being a b*tch about it."
"You didn't know. Not your fault."
"I know, but still…I apologize."
"I accept, but it's not your fault I'm f*cked up, that title belongs to my crack wh*re mother."
She stood up, and moved in between his legs, staring into his eyes. "I don't think you're messed up. You don't give yourself enough credit. You went through something, that was horrible, and you're still here. You are a very successful man, and you have the world at your feet. A lot of people would have folded, but you're not a lot of people." She smiled. "I think you're wonderful Mr. Grey. A little freaky, no you are extremely freaky. So freaky, I'm going to have to put my vagina on ice for two weeks, after I leave Seattle."
Christian laughed. "Are you sore?"
She shook her head. "No."
"Damn."
Brenda giggled. "I forgot how disappointed that makes you."
"Yes, I don't want you to ever forget, I was there."
"I don't think I ever could, I'm going to always remember you." She leaned in, and he met her, as they shared a kiss...
After they finished breakfast, Christian went into his office. Brenda visited his library, and found a book to read. At first she was going to read it in the TV room, but changed her mind.
She walked into Christian's office. He was on the phone talking business, and working on his computer. His eyes followed her, as she sat down, and curled up on the couch. She opened the book, and began reading. Every now and then, he would lean back in his chair, and stare at her, while taking, and making phone calls. And there were times when she'd stop reading, and look up at him. One particular time their eyes locked, and she winked, and he smiled. She continued reading, and he continued working.
After some time, he walked over and sat down on the sofa, looking down at her. "I'm done working."
She closed her book. "Well, I'm done reading."
"What would you like to do today?"
She sat up. "I want to go to the zoo."
"What? You're kidding right?"
"No, I want to go to the zoo. And I want you to take me."
Christian found that odd. "Why?"
"Because I want to see another Seattle attraction. If you don't want to, then I'll go by myself."
"No, I'll take you. But why the zoo?"
"I love zoos. There are some good ones out there, and there also some bad ones. I want to see what Seattle has to offer."
"Ok, if that's what you would like to do." He stood up, and reached for her hand, pulling her up. "I have something to show you."
"Ok?" She looked around.
"Not here…..in my room."
He lead her out of his office, and down to his room…..
She sat the book down on his night stand. He went into the closet and came out carrying a medium sized box. He opened it.
She looked inside, and started laughing.
He smiled. "All new."
She looked down at all the unopened sex toys. "I didn't say I wanted to play with you, in fact I said it wasn't for me."
"You don't know, unless you try it. Give it a chance, you might like it."
"And what if I don't like it?"
"Tell me. And we would have a safe word remember? And you already told me some of the things, you would never do."
She looked down at the box, then back at him. "You miss your playroom?"
"No, I've enjoyed our time together, as I'm sure you can tell. I just want you in a different way."
"What would I have to do?"
"Whatever I tell you."
"I hate being told what to do."
"I know."
She raised her eyebrows. "BUT what would I have to do?"
"Again….Whatever I tell you, within your comfort level of course."
"Will I like dominant Christian?"
"You'll love him."
Brenda couldn't lie, she was curious. A little nervous too.
He could tell she was wrestling with it. "Do you trust me?"
She looked into his eyes. "About as much as I can trust anybody, I've only known for six days."
"You are still obsessed with time."
"Not obsessed, it's just our reality. And let me get this straight, you want me to let you, tie me up, and be totally at your mercy, right?"
"Yes."
"What will you do to me?"
"Whatever I want….within reason of course. If you don't like it just tell me."
"I don't know why I'm agreeing to this, but I am curious. So….ok."
"Ok?"
She nodded. "Ok." She saw something in his eyes, a different kind of excitement. What in the hell was she agreeing to?
He leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. "What time are we leaving for this little zoo trip?"
"Immediately." He slid his hand up under her shirt, touching her breast. She grabbed his hand, removing it. "Tonight."
He smiled. "Ok. It will just make things a lot more interesting."
"Hopefully not too interesting."
He laughed...
They spent a couple hours at the zoo. After leaving they grabbed something to eat.
They walked out of the restaurant, and Brenda spotted a pet shop. She dragged Christian over to it.
"You haven't seen enough animals?"
"No." They head inside…
She walked over to the puppies, and started putting her hands up to the cages. They eagerly licked them. "Awww...When I get back to LA, I'm going to get a puppy.. I don't really care what kind it is, I've just always wanted one, but my schedule was just too crazy. But finally it isn't anymore."
He watched as her eyes lit up, as she interacted with them. He was seeing a different side to her, a much softer side.
After awhile they left and headed home, just as the light was fading. Christian pulled up in the parking garage, and they made their way upstairs to his penthouse. It was dark now.
They took a shower together. They didn't talk much. She was wondering what he had in store for her.
He could tell she was a little nervous. He didn't think she was scared, because he doubted that she would do it, if that were the case. She just didn't know what to expect.
After showering, she was about to throw on a tank. Christian asked her to put on a bra and a pair of panties, and that's it.
She smiled. "No, I'll wear what I want."
He sighed. "Brenda….."
She giggled. "I'm just kidding." She reached in her suitcase, and pulled out a red bra and panty set. "I'm trying to keep up with your playroom theme."
He laughed. He watched as she slid them on. He thought she looked so damn hot, he really just wanted to throw her on the bed, and f*ck her right then in there, but he resisted.
He threw on his special jeans. It was the only thing he wore. He had already placed the box of newly purchased toys inside of the playroom, so all he needed was her.
He grabbed her hand, and they head in that direction. They walk in, and he closed the door behind them. Brenda stood by the door. He motioned for her to come to him. He started braiding her hair.
"Who taught you this, Elena?"
"Yes."
Brenda was just joking, she had no idea she actually did. "She really taught you how to braid?"
Christian misunderstood, he thought she was talking about his lifestyle. "No."
She turned and looked at him. "She introduced this to you?"
He nodded.
"Oh." For some reason, she didn't want to know anymore.
She heard Christian speak. "I'm braiding your hair, for safety reasons. I don't want it to get caught on anything."
"Caught on what?"
"Anything Brenda. And you really aren't supposed to be talking, unless I ask you to. And your safe word is red, got it?"
"Ok."
After securing her hair. He directed her to the submissive spot, and told her to get on her knees.
"Red."
Christian looked at her as if she was crazy. "I haven't touched you."
"I don't want to get on my knees."
"Well don't." Christian walked over, and grabbed the blind fold, and placed it over her eyes. She didn't say a word. She could hear him moving around her. He was being a little lenient with her, because she had never done this before. He led her over to the bed.
"Christian, are those sheets clean?"
"Brenda, shut up, or I will gag you."
"But then I won't be able to say the safe word."
"Exactly."
He didn't hear a word out of her after that. He helped her lay down. She felt him putting something on her wrist...he was handcuffing her to the bed. After finishing, with both arms, he did the same to her legs.
Brenda's heart was beating extremely fast. (Are you seriously letting this guy, who you've only known for six days, handcuff you to his bed. You are as good as dead. And if you scream, who's going to help you? Not Taylor, he'll probably chop you up, and push you down the garbage disposal. Oh Sh*t.)
All of a sudden she felt his hands on her breasts, pulling her bra down, and there was nothing gentle about it. His lips are on her breasts...sucking hard. She moaned. There was a combination of pain and pleasure. She felt his hand slide into her panties, rubbing her button. She moved against his hand, as she felt herself getting hot. He slid a finger into her, and as quickly as he slid it in, he took it out. Seconds later she heard him say. "Suck." He slipped a finger in her mouth, and she tasted herself on his finger. She tried to move her head. "Brenda, suck. No Shame in here." She cautiously started sucking his finger, licking it clean. She heard him groan. She felt his lips on her, pulling her tongue into his mouth sucking it. The kiss was quick, but insanely erotic. She heard him move away from her, and heard him undressing. Seconds later, she felt him straddle her, his hard member pressed against her lips. "Suck." Brenda never gave oral on command, she only did if she felt like it.
It was really starting to bother her, because she hated being ordered. But for the sake of this game, she gave in. She flicked her tongue. She lifted her head a little, and found the head, taking it into her mouth, while twirling her tongue around the tip. He moaned. She slowly started taking him fully into her mouth. Her movements were driving him insane. She was not rough, but slow and deliberate. He moved his hips to her rhythm. "Oooh Brenda." All of a sudden he pulled away. That had definitely turned him on. She felt his tongue on her breasts again, and then she felt a weird pressure. She knew they were nipple clamps. And then his lips moved down her body, until it reached her love. He moved her panties to the side and slid his tongue up and down her love, all the way to her a**hole. She arched her back, as he teased her with his tongue. She felt the pull of the nipple clamps, and cried out. The mixture of pain and pleasure was mind-blowing.
"Christian, please."
"Shhh...don't talk."
"Christian..."
He stopped licking her. "If you keep talking I'll stop."
She didn't want him to stop, she needed a release. She felt his lips on her again. He licked around her a**hole, and felt a finger enter her. She moaned in pleasure. She started grinding against his finger, needing...wanting a release. He stopped. Her breathing was uneven, and she was left panting. He released her legs. And she felt him grab them, moving them both to the side. He smacked her a**, and then she felt something inside of her, and it definitely wasn't him. "Ooooh!"
And then it was gone. Another smack, and another, and then it was deep inside of her again. She felt him take the nipple clamps off, she heard them hit the floor. He smacked her again, and then she felt full again. "I want...to cum...Christian...please."
"Brenda, don't talk, until I tell you too."
He smacked her a couple more times, and she felt the fullness again, but only briefly. She was so wet, she could feel the sheets sticking to her bottom. She felt his tongue again, licking her clean. He moved up to her mouth, kissing her deeply, making her taste herself again.
"Do you want me to f*ck you?"
She moaned a yes, as he slid his love down hers, teasing her. He took off the blind fold, staring into her eyes.
"How badly do you want it?" He continued to move his body down hers.
"Real...bad."
"Tell me what you want."
She moaned as him brush up against her button. "Please...Christian, I want you...inside of me."
"F*cking you?"
"Yes."
She heard that familiar sound, of him tearing a condom open. And then he was at her opening. But he didn't go in. He continued to tease her, driving her wild. Brenda was so hot, she needed him. She shifted her hips, wrapping her legs around his waist, and quickly drew him in. He plunged deeply into her.
Christian was caught of guard and moaned loudly. He spread her wide and pushed into her. She arched her back so severely that she almost made him lose his balance, but he pressed her legs back, and drove into her. She yelled as she finally got her release. Christian growled, and shook collapsing onto her. He was still out of breath, when he released her arms. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. He got out of bed, scooped her up, and carried her out of the room…..
They are in his room. He placed Brenda in his bed, pulling the covers over her. He slid in next to her. He started kissing her neck, sweeping his tongue up her throat, then kissing her lips. He pulled her up, reached around, and took her bra off. After removing it, he pushed her back on the pillow, reaching down, dragging her panties down her legs. He leaned down and started kissing her shoulders, collarbone then her breasts, which were sensitive from the nipple clamps. She felt his manhood pressing against her leg. It was already rock hard. He moved back up to her lips, kissing her gently. There was no sense of urgency or lust. It reminded her of the kiss they shared in the park. He moved over her, taking his leg pushing her legs apart. He reached up under the pillow, and ripped open a condom, sliding it on.
He kissed her again, and slowly entered her. She closed her eyes, and let out a soft moan.
"Open your eyes Brenda."
She obeyed.
He stared into her eyes, as he moved his body against hers. He felt her massaging him, with her love muscles.
"That…feels…so…f*cking good. Aaaah..."
She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him there. She started to move her hips, meeting his slow thrusts.
Christian leaned down, and started sucking on her neck, whispering in her ear. "Cum for me baby." That was all the encouragement she needed. She closed her eyes, and allowed his love, to take her to the heights….again. She clamped down on him so hard, that Christian came seconds later. He kissed her deeply. Eventually, he pulled out of her, and went into the bathroom, to dispose of the condom.
He climbed back in bed, pulling her closer. Her head resting on his chest. She wanted to kiss it, so very badly. She lifted her head, looking up at him. He was looking directly at her. She looked down at his chest, then back up at him. He didn't say a word. She looked back down at his amazing chest. She leaned down and gently pressed her lips against his stomach. She felt him tense up. She didn't stop, she couldn't. She started placing small kisses all over his stomach. He didn't push her way, so she continued. She started moving her tongue across his skin, dipping it into his navel. She moved up his chest, kissing everything in her path. She felt him relaxing. She looked up, and saw that his eyes were closed, and tightly at that. She stopped. Christian opened his eyes.
Brenda apologized. "I'm sorry."
"If I wanted you to stop, I would have made you."
"I still shouldn't have done it."
He reached up, and pulled her into a kiss, then stared into her eyes. "It's fine." She nodded, and laid her head on his chest, and he held her tightly. There was something strange and different in the air. Neither knew what to say or how to handle it. Eventually her eyes got heavy, and she drifted off. And he soon followed...