Hi! I'm back and have some very good news.
Weekly updates from now on! Wohoo.
So… before we dive head first into the story some warnings beforehand.
This is a BDSM love story. It's more or less on the heavier side, so definitely M/E rated. Don't like either of those? Maybe wrong story for you…
After a lot of thinking, this story definitely is AU. Ana and Christian will be very familiar but profoundly different. Why I chose to do that in a later chapter…
I've used several aspects of the original story, rearranged them or given them more or less importance. In true fsog fashion there will be lots of drama, misunderstandings, clichés, angst and well.. smut. You've seen that already in the last few chapters. I hope you enjoy that twist.
See you next week!
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After that spanking session in the car I know that Ana thinks we would head to the playroom straight away. But it's too soon. We haven't even read the contract properly and I don't do the same mistake twice. No way I'd push her into a top and bottom relationship again. I shudder at the thought of the coffee table incident. The spanking was fun and all, but just a sprinkle of kink. I need her full consent for the good stuff.
So instead I drag her to my bedroom. If she has proven one thing in the car then that she is open to have some fun. Spiced vanilla, so to say.
And I sure as hell am ready to deliver.
"Wait here." I say. The anticipation is killing her, I can tell. Hell, my dick felt like it was about to explode when she let me spank her in the car. Unexpected but so fucking hot.
This woman is full of surprises. Shy on the outside, a vixen on the inside. And that sharp tongue! The whole package.
I head into my playroom. How to introduce her to my world without overwhelming her? I take some stuff and we'll just see how she reacts. Anything goes. Another first for me, not having a planned scene in my mind.
She's still standing where I left her. So she can be obedient when sex is on the menue. Good to know. Her eyes get big as saucers when she sees me tossing several items on the bed.
"Are you going to use those? All of those?" she stammers and bites her lip at the sight of them. That makes me laugh.
"Depends."
"On what?"
"If you want to." I simply say. She pushes her hair behind her ear to reveal a cheeky smile and a small nod. I got what I wanted, I was really interested to see her reaction. She isn't a prude, just shy. Hell, it will be so much fun to tickle that playful side out of her.
I grab her face and kiss her. "I hope you remember the conversation we had the first time we met. I told you two rules.. You remember those?"
"Yes." She's breathless from our kiss.
"No time to really explain all about the dom sub relationship. For now a crash course has to suffice." She nods with her eyes big and expectant gaze.
"Those two rules. That's how I normally like to have sex. It's the essence of that contract. Although normally under different circumstances. I'd like to explore that dynamic with you..." Even though I haven't asked her a question she gets the message. "Based on your consent." I add. This is important. I want her obedience, her to willingly surrender to me. Not because she feels pressured to surrender but because she wants to.
"So doing as told without question including not touching you and the courtesy thing?" she stares at my mouth. Yeah babe, it will be all over you in a moment. Be patient.
"Can you try that? For me? If there's something you don't like you can tell me and we'll stop."
"Yes." She says shyly and shifts on the bed.
Good girl.
"Even if you're uncomfortable, you can always tell me how you feel and what you need to feel safe." Again. Important. She's unfamiliar to the scene and I'm doing a shit job at introducing it to her.
"Why would I even want to stop?" She asks, eyeing me hungrily. Fuck me. I hit the jackpot.
"If it gets too intense."I say.
"I like intense." Yeah…I can only smile. I'm pretty sure she doesn't have a clue what I define as intense. "Are you going to fuck me now that you're done warning me?" Crossing her arms in front of her, I cannot help but wonder how she trusts me without any contract in place. But then we are basically a vanilla relationship with a sprinkle of kink. No need for contracts yet.
I sit down on the bed.
"Yeah. I'm done now. Strip." A little surprised she does as told, I note that she's doing it as if nobodys watching. Peeling my borrowed sweater and her dress off first, she then takes off her shoes and socks. Not in a very seductive way. We definitely need a session in front of a mirror to teach her some... Later Grey. Later.
Contrary to her more than lame strip tease, her body is a different story. So fucking seductive. I could watch her all day. She tosses her bra at me, it barely misses my head. That bra was on my mind the moment she set foot into my apartment this morning. She smirks.
Black lace. Nice.
"Come here." I say before she can strip nude.
This is my favourite part. I peel her knickers off, she watches me when I lean closer to smell her and I'm more than pleased to see her blush.
Finally naked and at my mercy I pull her down onto my lap. She grabs my hair and we kiss passionately.
Already breaking the rules, Ms. Steele?
I toss her onto the bed, she giggles. Normally hearing giggles instead of moans wouldn't arouse me.
"Hands to yourself."
"Yes, Sir." She says and stretches her arms above her head, wiggling her eyebrows.
Alright. She's too playful for my liking. I take off my shirt, pants and boxers and suddenly she's not so giggly anymore. I didn't plan on tying her up but that would be beneficial at this point. Should have brought some shackles from the playroom.
"I'm going to tie your hands and put a blindfold on you. If you're uncomfortable, just tell me to stop." I repeat. No need to confuse her with safe words now but not having a contract makes me kind of insecure.
"I got that the first time." She says and rolls her eyes. I contemplate to wedge in a little punishment fuck in between before I proceed with our session but decide against it. She isn't in the right head space yet, she might misunderstand my actions. I'm looking forward to show her how pleasurable a real dom sub interaction can be. "Christian, you have carte blanche. Stop pulling this consent shit and get it on!"
What the hell. Doesn't she know how quickly a scene can turn if things aren't discussed beforehand? Especially if she enters subspace. Well, of course she doesn't know. She has no fucking experience. I need to stop treating her like a trained sub!
I make my way to my wardrobe and take a random tie. This will do. She watches my every step like a hawk.
"Arms in front of you." She obliges. I tie her wrists in a simple lariat loop. No time for elaborate knot skills as I'm painfully aroused and impatient at this point.
Then I put an eyemask on her. Too bad my bed does not have a suitable headboard to tie her to. I look around. Carabiners on the ceiling would have been nice too. But never needed them here. That's why I own a freaking playroom.
God, I can't wait till we can get there and again, I am getting ahead of myself.
"Keep your arms above your head." She probably won't be able to stay that way but let's see.
I kiss my way from her foot to her thigh. She jerks slightly at my touch. I push her hips down with my hands.
"Be still."and then I kiss and lick her. God, I've wanted to do that the whole day. She moans and puts her tied hands in my hair. I love that feeling but I've told her to be still.
"No. Don't move."
"Okay.." she says with a grin. The sight of her, blindfolded and enjoying this makes me hopeful. I start again, this time she's obedient for a longer time. But when I insert my finger inside her she moves her hips.
This won't work. I lean back and she huffs in frustration. Change of plan. I reach over the bed and take the riding crop I've shown her.
Without prior warning I give her nipple a slap.
"Ah!" Her arms jolt down as if to protect herself, leaning sideways now. "Was that a whip?" she asks. I note the fear in her voice.
"It's a riding crop." I say and trace the line from her neck down her spine to her ass with the top of the crop. Even that light touch makes her jerk away.
She's afraid. Grey, you need to take this slower.
I push her eyemask off. Maybe seeing me will help ease her nerves. Ana rolls on her back again to look at me.
Yeah, definitely frightened.
"I'm not going to hurt you." I say. She nods as if understood but her eyes tell a different story.
"Turn on your stomach. Lift up your feet." At least she's still taking orders because she does as told, her tied hands held up as if in prayer. I stand up and take her foot, her soles facing the ceiling. She watches me over her shoulder when I slap her soles with the crop. She jumps slightly, less than before.
"Did that hurt?" I hope it didn't otherwise we'll have a real problem to progress. What if she's hypersensitive?
"No." She says. I'm so relieved I let out a deep breath.
She watches me, how I slide the crop from her feet to her thighs and onto her butt. This time I give a harder smack. She grins.
"How was that?" but I already have my answer.
"Good." I know, babe.
I continue its way up until it reaches her shoulder, I hold it in front of her face.
"Turn around now." She does as told and I push the blindfold back onto her. Right, now where were we?
I work her over with the riding crop, she accepts its hits far better than earlier. I almost made her come when I hit her wet mid. Patience, Ana. Patience.
To my joy she really tries to stay still and keep her hands above her head. For a moment I need to close my eyes to take this moment in. Me standing above her with a crop in hand, dominating, and her bound at my mercy on my bed. As if we had a real dom sub relationship. That thought fucking arouses me. So what, if she isn't my usual kind of submissive. Here, in this moment she is. She's at my mercy. Letting me do anything I please to do with her. It feels like a revelation.
I take a condom and rip open the packet.
"You don't need one.. I'm on birth control." She says, still blindfolded. As far as I know that's completely against those Escort policies.
But she never was a real Escort, was she? All the other times we've used protection. Why does she just say that now anyway?
"You're sure?" I ask and pull up her mask. The intensity of the moment is gone but this is important. To many important discussions mixed into this session for my liking . Never negotiate the terms while in the scene! I should have planned this better.
"Yeah, I mean… that's.. if you want to." Is she really asking me if I wanted to go bare? Normally that would be the other way around, right?
"Why?" is there something I'm missing here?
"I've always wanted to feel… all of you."
Fuck me. I didn't expect that and I'm aroused beyond measure. Without further disruption I claim her mouth. She wants all of me? She'll get just that.
I need to close my eyes when I push into her. Fuck, I'm already so close as if she had worked me over with the riding crop.
She's about to embrace me with her tied arms. I put my underarms roughly on hers to stop her from moving. Maybe a little too rough as she moans a little. I hope she won't bruise from reckless way of pushing my weight on her.
Hell, were fucking in missionary. We're both so close I don't even have time to change position. Shit. This will be quicker than I planned. But Ana is already clenching around me. Oh shit, I need to concentrate. She finally let's go, I lean up to get a better angle. Few pushes later I'm done.
God, that was a good fuck. In missionary of all positions!
"How was that?" I ask, referring to the tie and crop.
"The part where you pushed me down and I couldn't move… that's was hot." She says and blushes crimson.
Really?
"What about the bound hands?"
"That, too." She looks away, embarrassed.
"And the crop?" Ana throws her arm on her face to hide her eyes.
"Yeah, that too. All of it." Fuck yes! I knew we could make this work.
It bothers me that she's embarrassed. Doesn't she realize that I just did all of that to her? Why so shy then?
"You did very well. If I was your dominant I'd say You pleased me well."
Ana chuckles which makes me so happy. This could actually work! Oddly she averts my gaze and hides her face under her arm.
"Why are you embarrassed?" I ask because I don't understand the sudden change of heart.
"I guess.. Because I'm not supposed to have enjoyed that?"
I want to roll my eyes at her but decide not to. She's inexperienced considering BDSM and mocking her would be rude.
"If you're asking from a Dom's point of view : of course you're supposed to enjoy this. My whole persona revolves around the fact that I care for you and give you pleasure while you please and pleasure me in return. If you're asking from society's point of view : BDSM is frowned upon. Who cares. We do what we fucking want." I'm sounding like a Pleasure Dom. Which I'm not.
I didn't mean to rant but somehow needed her to feel comfortable enough to open up to me. Maybe after some training she'd be willing to be my submissive. With contract and all.
She sighs. "Okay. That was amazing. Can we do that again?"
Now we're talking!
After another round in my bed where I tied her hands to her ankles, we took a shower which inevitably led to the third round. Vanilla is actually not as bad as I thought. Maybe it is just Ana that makes Vanilla great. Yeah. Definitely Ana.
Dressed in bathrobes we're having what Ana calls 'Midnight Tea'. Of all the things we could be doing now, she's drinking tea and I'm watching her.
"Thank you for a lovely day." She says and yawns.
"You're more than welcome." I take her hand, stroking the back of it. I haven't felt this content in a long time.
"What are we doing tomorrow?" she asks. I shrug. Of course I have several plans in my head, most of them involve sex. But let's see what she thinks.
"What do you want to do?" I ask. She grins mischievously and I've just got my answer.
"When are we going to do the… meet family and friends thing?" she asks out of nowhere. Good point. I actually haven't thought about that.
"Tomorrow. We'll go see my family for dinner."
Ana gets very pale. "What? Really? I don't have anything to wear!"
Woman and their clothes, something I'll never understand. "We'll figure something out."
"When did you decide that? When were you going to tell me?!" Ana is definitely panicking now.
"Actually I just decided that now, thanks to you."
"Oh." She blinks. I have to laugh at her expression. She is so freaking adorable.
"I'll call them tomorrow morning. Let's get to bed."
She empties her tea cup and together we head for my bedroom.
Hopefully she's ready for round four.