Chapter 25: Saturday Afternoon Fun in the Playroom
"Can I ask you a question?" Anastasia asked. They had finished their breakfast, and Christian had given Felicity Winters the green light to send out the publicity statement about them. Now, they were mostly just sitting there ogling each other's naked bodies.
"Of course, Princess," Christian answered.
"Well, I know you have a playroom here because you mentioned it in our contract discussion. But why haven't you taken me in there yet?"
"That's a good question," Christian answered. "I'm not sure why, but I really wanted to fuck you here in my bedroom first. You're the first submissive who's ever been in here. But yeah, I want you in my playroom, too."
Actually, it was excellent timing for her to bring it up now. For one thing, Christian was still feeling a bit freaked out by all the new sensations and feelings he was experiencing. For another thing, they'd both been in the friend zone long enough, and he needed to get them in the right head space before tonight's scene at Down Under.
Anastasia told him, "I'd like that."
Christian nodded. Sternly, he told her, "Let's see how good you are at transitioning back into the Dom/sub zone. I've never taken a girlfriend into my playroom, and I don't intend to anytime soon."
It didn't take Anastasia long to process Christian's words and tone. A moment later, instead of verbally responding to him, she got up from the sofa where they'd been sitting since finishing their breakfast, and she knelt at his feet, keeping her eyes downcast.
Christian was very pleased with her response, but he didn't let her know it right away. Instead, he finished off what remained of his now very cold coffee.
Standing up, he told Anastasia, "You have permission to stand and walk. Follow me upstairs. When we enter the playroom, I want you on your knees again. You will only crawl when you're in there, unless I tell you otherwise."
Both of them were still completely naked as they walked through the penthouse and up the stairs. When they reached a door at the end of the hallway, he placed his palm on a panel and looked at the camera over the door. The door clicked open as the handprint and facial recognition software knew him. He had already gotten Taylor to add Anastasia to the system, but he didn't mention it to her yet.
When they entered the playroom, Anastasia immediately obeyed Christian by getting to her knees and assuming the kneeling submissive pose. He left her like that as he took his time preparing the room. He set everything up the way he wanted it, and then started a playlist. He was in the mood for Bach, followed by more Chopin. Not too loud, though. He wanted her attention to be on him, not the music. It was only there to subtly set the mood.
When he was satisfied, he walked back over to Anastasia, forcefully lifted her chin with his hand so that she was looking at his face, and told her, "In the future, when I tell you to meet me in the playroom, this is exactly where I want to find you, kneeling by the door just like this. You will be able to open the door the same way I just did. If you have clothes on when you enter this room, you can remove them in the bathroom right over there." He pointed to the door in the front corner of the room, adjacent to the entrance. "Never wear a stitch of clothing, nothing except your training collar, which you'll receive tonight. Do you understand, Princess?"
"Yes, Master," she responded.
His dick twitched, hearing her call him that. But he would just have to wait. He was going to get her good and ready first. He was saving her punishment for disrespecting him a year and a half ago for tonight, but he was going to have some fun with her here and now anyway. At Down Under tonight, he was going to give her a public flogging, followed by a public fucking. He knew she was craving the public humiliation, and he was going to give her everything they both wanted. But for now, he was going to spank her ass, not for punishment but for pleasure. Then, he was going to enjoy tying her up and playing with every inch of her delectable body. He had really been looking forward to this.
"To the spanking bench," he ordered her.
Anastasia crawled over to the spanking bench, which looked very similar to the ones she'd seen at Down Under. BB hadn't spanked her on one of them, but he had Jose on many occasions. He preferred binding her to the Saint Andrews Cross and flogging her there. Christian had a Saint Andrews Cross in his playroom, too, but he didn't plan to use it today.
Once Anastasia had climbed onto the spanking bench, Christian adjusted it as needed and bound Ana's wrists and ankles. He got behind her and admired her ass for a moment or two. Her legs were spread, and he had easy access to her glistening pussy. She was gorgeous, and that ass and cunt were all his. He was going to fuck both of them, and her mouth as well, at Down Under tonight while every Dom there watched and wanted what was his. Just the thought of it made him harder.
He took a mini suede flogger and ran it over her skin, just letting it tickle her. When she moaned, he shushed her. Harshly, he threatened, "If you can't be silent, I'll gag you."
Although he thought Anastasia would look hot with a ball gag, he didn't intend to use one on her today. What's more, he didn't mind her sexy moans, and he'd liked hearing her cry out his name during those half dozen orgasms he'd given her after they'd returned last night. But at the moment, he was enjoying his play room rules while pushing her to keep silent like she had at the fundraiser last night. He'd never enjoyed himself so much in his entire life, and he wanted to have more evenings out with her like that one. But she would have to learn how to take anything he gave her silently. So far, she was doing very well. He was incredibly impressed.
He began to flog her sexy ass, knowing that the mini flogger wasn't causing her any real discomfort. It was more for her pleasure, and his. There was no question that he was turning her on. Her pussy was now dripping.
"You're so wet, Princess," he commented teasingly. "You like my playroom, don't you?"
"Yes, Sir," she panted. So far, she was enjoying herself a lot, and she was so turned on by everything he was doing. Even his choice of music was sexy.
"What are your safe words?" he asked, just as a reminder to use them if needed. He wasn't planning anything very painful, so he didn't expect her to need them today. He already knew from months of observation that she was a masochist but not a pain slut.
Christian had not slowed down flogging her ass, so she was breathing hard as she answered, "Sardanapalus is red. Hamlet is yellow."
She looked so delicious with her ass in the air and her legs spread. He had to have a taste. Kneeling between her bent legs, he used only his tongue, pushing it into her dripping pussy. Then, he added his lips, sucking her nectar.
"Please, Sir!" Anastasia cried urgently. "I'm… I can't stop!"
Christian didn't slow down. If anything, he increased his attention as he tongued her clit. Anastasia shot off like a rocket. There was no holding it back as it overcame her. She did, however, manage to remain silent as she squeezed her eyes shut and enjoyed the very intense orgasm.
Christian licked all of her cream, and then stood up. He didn't speak as he walked over to the wall and took a wooden paddle that had holes drilled in it. Standing behind her again, he told her menacingly, "You will learn to wait, Princess. You will always wait until I say so. Your orgasms belong to me. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, Sir," she muttered ashamedly.
"Five smacks. Each time you come without permission, you get five smacks. Count for me." He didn't hold back. Using the paddle, he hit her ass, hard.
"One," Anastasia called out. The paddle stung, but she didn't mind it. She knew she'd earned this punishment. Truth be told, she enjoyed it. Her Master could paddle her ass like this anytime.
Christian didn't hesitate. Four more times, he swung the paddle, rotating from Anastasia's left and right butt cheeks. Each time, she called out the number of strikes. After the fifth strike, Christian dropped the paddle and tongued Anastasia's pussy again. This time, she held back her moan and tried with all her might not to come.
"Come for me," Christian ordered, speaking directly to her pussy before attaching his lips to her clit and sucking hard.
She wasn't silent as she released the powerful orgasm. A moan did escape her lips, but Christian allowed it.
He only gave her a few seconds to catch her breath, and her pussy was still spasming while he released her wrists and ankles.
"Climb down and crawl over to the bed," he ordered her. She did so shakily.
Christian had already prepared the bed with pieces of rope crisscrossing it. He had been looking forward to this for months and dreaming of having Anastasia in this room, just like this.
A couple of years ago, Christian had spent about a month in Japan on GEH business. During the days, he'd worked long hours which resulted in the launch of GEH-Tokyo. In the evenings, he'd spent time learning from an expert in Japanese rope bondage, known as Shibari. He'd expected to enjoy long hours in his playroom tying up his submissives, but as it turned out, he hadn't. Since his return from Japan, he hadn't had a submissive that he even wanted to bring to his penthouse, much less his playroom. He had only played with them at Down Under, and after tying up a couple of them on different occasions and not really getting the fulfillment out of it that he expected to, he'd given up the idea. Until a few months ago, he hadn't thought much more about Shibari.
But then, he'd started watching Princess Rose's scenes with the Brown Bear at Down Under. Really, their scenes were simple, straightforward, and usually the same. BB always bound her to the Saint Andrews Cross, flogged her with a suede flogger, and then provided aftercare in his private room. Well, his Bear Cub provided aftercare. Whatever. Christian had always wanted the scenes with Princess Rose to last longer and go further. He'd longed to see her tied up and at his mercy. Tonight, he would. Tonight, he would be the Dom to play with Princess Rose, and for the first time, all those bastards were going to see her. Really see her.
For the first time, Princess Rose was going to be stripped naked and fucked right there in front of them all. Tonight, he was going to claim her. He wouldn't do any Shibari tonight, but he would in weeks to come. He was going to perfect the art in his playroom before showing it off at Down Under. He had very high hopes that Anastasia would enjoy it and would want him to show off her luscious body as he tied her up.
When Anastasia was kneeling at the side of the bed, Christian ordered her, "Lie on the bed, across the ropes, on your stomach."
She obeyed, and Christian spent the next few minutes on the bed, first tying her hands and ankles behind her, and then continuing to tie the ropes together in criss-cross patterns across her body. When he was satisfied, he got off the bed and began to pull carefully on the ropes. Anastasia's body began to lift from the bed.
When he was satisfied that she was secure, and that she looked exactly as he wanted her to in her bindings, Christian lay down on the bed directly under her so that his very hard dick was under her face. For a few moments, he just lay there enjoying looking at her bindings, which not only left her breasts and cunt exposed, but also seemed to draw even more attention to them than usual. Her body was on display for him, and he liked it. A lot. With her arms and legs behind her like they were, her breasts stuck out further than usual, just begging for nipple clamps. He resisted the urge, knowing he was going to use nipple clamps tonight, and he didn't want her nipples to be over-sensitive later. Instead, adjusting the ropes, he lowered just her head so that she could wrap her lips around his erect cock. She didn't hesitate to do so.
This was better than he'd expected. She was suspended in the air, with her enticing mouth the only part of her making any contact with him. And damn, Anastasia knew how to give a blowjob. In Christian's opinion, this was the most erotic thing he'd ever done, and he'd done some crazy shit in his life. He felt himself getting close a lot faster than he wanted, and he didn't want to come yet, so he adjusted Anastasia's ropes so that her head lifted, and his dick popped out of her mouth. She didn't look happy about that, to his amusement. He didn't explain it to her, but he was determined to wait until tonight because he knew how much better it would be if he delayed his own pleasure. He would delay hers, too, of course, other than the two she'd just had.
Anastasia liked the feeling of being tied up, suspended, and helpless. In fact, the way Christian was playing with her now was exactly what she'd been hoping for. This was the kink she craved! And the way he'd just made her give him a blowjob had been hot. She wanted to make him come, but he didn't let her.
She tried very hard not to show her excitement when her Master slid from the bed, leaving her hanging there, and returned a moment later with a vibrating wand.
"You don't have permission to come," he warned her. "In fact, you won't come again until tonight. If you do, I'll double your punishment because I want you to be good and horny."
For the next half hour, he teased her body, bringing her close to orgasm, but never close enough. She was beginning to feel very stiff, so she was relieved when he lowered her to the bed and began untying her. Then, he spent at least twenty minutes massaging her shoulders, back, and legs, rubbing oil into her skin. She was in heaven. Still horny as hell, but she felt well cared for.
"It's time to get Cinderella ready for the ball," Christian announced. He had been looking forward to dressing her up for tonight almost as much as he'd been looking forward to everything they were going to do once they got there.
