A/N the contract mentioned is the one found in FSOG. I think it would be plagiarism to copy it word for word. Plus I feel that contract is very important exactly how it's written.

Thank you for your continued support. :-)

Boo

HI thank you for bringing it to my attention that the conversations between Ana and Christian were not shown. Seems everything in "Quotes" didn't come through. I reformatted. Hope this works.

Sorry about the confusion.

"Ana this is my Playroom. You can ask me anything that comes to mind. I'd like to know what you think regarding my space." I watch as she looks at me asking permission to come in. Waving her in further. "Please feel free to look around." Watching her open various wooden chests looking at the toys ranging from candles, vibrators, various nipple clamps to butt-plugs. Tracing her eyes as she takes in everything. The ceiling where there are various attached o-rings, tracks, ropes, cuffs. My spanking bench, table, bed, cross. You name it, she's taking it all in. I try to read Ana's reaction not giving much away, I do notice her eyes keep gravitating toward the wall where my hard toys are located.

Finally, what feels like an eternity Ana speaks "You're a Dominant." It was a statement not a question.

Nodding to her in agreement. "Yes I'm a Dominant"

"I gather by all the canes, belts, paddles and various other implements you also indulge in hard play maybe S/m."

Finding her words exciting, my cock is straining against my jeans. I'm aware she's versed in BDSM. I revel in the thought of taking her in here, thinking Oh yeah, I knew it.. you are a kinky girl..

"Ana believe me when I say you will find pleasure in my Playroom. You mentioned having sex later this evening. I think we should play here instead". Instinctively my dom side surfaces feeling hard and edgy, ready to see Ana to drop to her knees. "Just so you know, I'm usually not so generous but tonight I'm feeling quite open toward negotiating the terms for a session."

I notice she ignores my invitation.

"Christian you asked me to say what I think of this space." I hear a tinge of disappointment in her voice."It's intimidating and I find it a little scary. It feels like a dungeon. I think we should go back downstairs."

I close my eyes feeling anger instantly surging through me and get this urge to lash out for calling my space a Dungeon, as if it was torture chamber. Biting my tongue while locking the door, I notice she's beside me.

hearing Ana speak without malice or anger "We should talk Christian. I'd like to say a few things."

Hearing her tell me this feels like her fingernails grating across my chest. As she sits, I walk to the hutch pouring two glasses of bourbon. Placing one of the drinks on the coffee table in front of her. Taking a seat on the couch across from her, my eyes have gone ice cold gray. Drinking it down in one gulp, I slam the low-ball glass on the table, noticing that it makes her flinch.

Naturally, I'm finished holding my tongue and start in on her... "Ana what the fuck is your problem? You clearly seem to know your way around and know what the fuck, as you so eloquently put it a Dungeon is and..."

I'm taken aback when Ana raises her voice at me.

"Dammit Christian, you spent the night opening up to me, putting yourself out-there to gain my trust. Can't I be afforded a few minutes of your time? "

My eyes are drilling holes into her as I decide to stay silent.

"This is no judgment toward you and your lifestyle. In all honesty,. I feel people can do whatever the hell they want in their life as long is it's Safe, Sane and Consensual. The only experience I have associated with BDSM is that from talking to people I know who include that aspect in their bedroom and from what I have read from in books.

You've seen me in fetish gear and assumed that I indulge but I haven't. So, yeah I know what a Playroom looks likes and toys associated with it but that's the extent of it. and..."

interrupting "Ana, it sounds like you're rambling. Just get to the fucking point will you?"

"Christian not only do you play the type A personality to a tee, you really have a acid tongue." sighing "Fine, I'll cut to the chase." Ana's voice dropping lower, looking embarrassed "When we talked about having sex earlier it was in a bed and I'll extend my apologies if you thought it was otherwise. Then, as far as I'm concerned you go changing things up wanting to turn this into a session in your playroom. Well... my first sexual encounter is not going to be trussed up against a St Andrew's Cross while getting flogged."

Hearing the words spill out of her...did she just tell me she was a virgin? Oh god I know I heard her correctly. I spent a few great hours with her only fucking it up by immediately wanting it to become a session. I should have known better.

Fuck me... I know how this conversation is going to end

I start to open my mouth to speak when she tilts her head slightly opening her mouth, but it's her eyes that speak to me. As if she's asking ... please let me finish. Closing my mouth, giving a slight nod for her to continue.

Responding to my nod with a tight courteous smile "I understand why you haven't asked me to sign a NDA. It was part of your peace offering towards me. And believe me, I'm deeply touched by your action in building trust with me. Its admirable and romantically eccentric. But all I want at this moment is to reassure you; give you piece of mind by signing one now. I don't want you to think I'm going to walk away and talk." listening to Ana sounding sincere also emotionally detached "I'm sure you must have a general NDA document on file where you can make it effective from May 7th. That makes it retroactive from the day we met. After signing I'd like to leave. I can make my way home."

Leaning my head forward pinching the bridge of my nose between my thumb and index finger thinking how I so deeply managed to fuck this up. I'm an impatient prick who hasn't had to "work" for any woman since Elena has made sure my needs are handed to me in a silver platter and maybe that's my problem. I don't know how to function with a woman unless she's a sub.

Now the first time, my only time, I chase the object I desire most, I manage to cut her off at the knees while maintaining my ever present, drop your knees and worship me, king of the asshole's status.

I can't get over the fact that she wants me to be her first or can now say wanted. Ana apparently has changed her mind and has no interest in me whatsoever.

"You don't act like a virgin. Were you even going to broach that with me?"

"Yes of course, as I would have regarding safe sex."

"Why didn't you fucking tell me I would have handled things differently"

"Guess for the same reason you didn't tell me you were a Dom until you showed me your playroom."

"Ana less than two hours ago you were desperate to fuck."

nodding "Christian it's not because you're a Dom that I changed my mind. It was how you handled the proposal. It actually it felt more like it wasn't open for discussion. It was as if you made the decision for me."

"Damnit Ana I thought you understood."

"Christian, I already told you I'm not judging and I get it, those are your lifestyle choices, but that is not what we're talking about."

We say nothing for a few minutes.

"Christian I know this question is out of line and being as thorough as you are, I'm sure you have a copy of your soft & hard limits and what's expected from a sub. I'd like to read it."

"Hell no Ana, there is no way I'm showing you my contract."

"Okay then, why don't you bring one of the NDA's you must have floating around so I can sign it and be on my way."

"Ana you are my responsibility I brought you here, I'll take you back but right now it's too late to make our way to Vancouver. Stay in one of my spare bedrooms. And don't worry there are locks on the doors."

rolling her eyes "Christian the thought didn't cross my mind that I should need to worry you would come into the room uninvited. Regardless how the night has turned out, I do trust you." standing up "Please show me to a spare room I'm ready to call it a night."

God I hate that she just rolled her eyes at me.

I guess talking about it is finished. Got to hand it to her. She's right there's no need to discuss this further.

"Sure Ana, follow me." Making our way upstairs Ana turns on her phone and that thing starts chirping and buzzes like mine when it's been off for a few hours. Leading Ana to the first room upstairs I show her around letting her know that the bathroom as some basic toiletry items like shampoo, toothbrush etc. mentioning I'd be back in a few minutes with some other things she might need. Leaving her there I go to the sub room for face cream, makeup remover and antiperspirant. Going downstairs to my room grabbing a t-shirt and pj bottoms out of the dresser. Dropping off everything, I show her the library, which Ana seems to really like. Telling her to make herself at home she asks me if I had an ipod or iphone charger saying her battery was running low. Finding Ana in the library pouring over the books with one in-hand already.

"Ana, it looks like you found a book to read."

Giving a bright smile "Yes, The Picture of Dorian Gray."

"Ahhh... the uncensored edition. It was just released in last month." I can't help smiling at her selection. "I'll leave you to it. I left a charger for you on the bed. And don't feel shy if you get hungry in the middle of the night, I fully expect you to raid the kitchen." giving her a small smile. "Goodnight Anastasia." despite how shitty things turned out and that things didn't go my way. When I look at those blue eyes I find her positively disarming and I like her energy in the apartment.

I can't believe that it's just after 11:30, it seems like the night has lasted forever. Pouring a bit of bourbon, I sit at my desk deciding to get some work done. Twenty minutes later, I'm staring at the screen not having opened a single email, I can't think: playing over and over how things went from great to shit and it was all my doing. Opening my document file I print off generic copy of my sub contract. Telling myself that if I see a light on under the door I'll drop it off for her to read. Part of me feels foolish in trusting her without having a signed NDA and the other part feels that if I continue to build, maintaining trust with one another she'll come around to my way of thinking.

Hitting the upstairs landing, I see the light glow at the bottom of the door. Gently rapping,

"Come in"

Opening the door I see Ana curled up in the chair wearing one the guest robes that absolutely swallows her petite body, her hair piled high on her head and what I didn't expect, she's wearing reading glasses. Fuck me she is looking hot. The first thought that runs thru my mind is her naked in the shower and that would could have been fucking if I hadn't pushed my agenda. Naturally my cock has a mind of it's own and is growing. Entering the room, she stands.

"Ana here's what you asked for earlier a copy of my contract."

"What about the NDA?"

"There won't be one. I just wanted to drop this off. I'll let you get back to your book. Goodnight Ana."

"Goodnight Christian"

Leaving her, I wonder what she's going think while reading it.