FOUR
Brenda and Christian met to discuss the particulars.
Christian knew it was important to discuss everything.
He let her know that she would be staying at his penthouse from Friday to Sunday.
He didn't expect her to sleep with him.
In fact no one slept in his bed but him.
She would have her own room.
Her own space.
He had a play room where everything would take place.
He would show her that room before anything happened.
Brenda had no idea he had a room devoted to this.
She was anxious to see what was in it.
He made sure she knew again that she would be perfectly safe.
If she did not like something, just say the safe word.
That safe word was red.
He started to question her. "Are you ok with oral?"
"I don't have a lot of experience."
"You can learn."
Brenda had only done it a couple of times.
It was something special she would give Sonny.
He never asked, she just did it.
He didn't mind giving her oral and often.
Christian continued. "Anal?"
"No."
He nodded. "Spankings?"
"Spankings not beatings."
He grinned. "I would never beat you."
"I wouldn't let you either."
"Is there anything other than what we discussed that you would rather I not do."
"Kissing. I don't want to kiss."
That caught him off guard. "As in lips?"
Brenda nodded. "No kissing."
She actually got that from Pretty Woman but he didn't know that.
It would keep things really impersonal.
He nodded. "Ok, no kissing. I should also let you know that I don't like to be touched on my chest. You can touch every other place but not my chest."
"If you don't mind me asking, why not?"
"I was abused by my crack whore mother's boyfriend. It was my biological mother."
She didn't ask anymore questions.
She just agreed. "Ok."
They discussed a couple of other things before he brought up money.
He wrote down a figure and showed it to her.
Her eyes got big. "A month, that's fine."
"No, it's every week."
She was taken aback. "That's an insane amount of money."
"You'll earn it."
After that, things happened quickly.
They both got tested on the Monday they got back in town.
The tests came back pretty quick because of improved technology.
No issues for either one.
Brenda was already on birth control.
She had an IUD which was checked by a doctor Christian worked with.
She was at a hospital so Brenda had no problem letting her check her out.
Brenda ended up quitting her job.
There was no way they were going to let her off every weekend, plus she wouldn't need to work anymore.
On Tuesday, Brenda moved out of the hotel.
Christian set her up with a condo.
He hired movers to move all of her things and that was that.
She had no idea what it looked like but anything was better than that motel.
As it turns out, it was so nice.
It was fully furnished.
He called her once she was settled, to get her opinion on it.
"Do you like it?"
"It's really nice. Did it come fully furnished?"
"No, I hired a decorator."
She was confused. "I just accepted your proposal Sunday."
"I hired her a while ago."
She smiled. "Because you knew I'd say yes."
"I kinda figured you would."
She started laughing. "They did a good job."
"I'm happy you like it."
Brenda looked around.
It was a two bedroom condo.
It had a two car garage.
"I guess I am a kept woman now."
He laughed. "Get acquainted with your new place. I'll be in touch."
"Ok, bye."
She hung up.
He was not done because the next morning she received a new car.
A brand new Audi.
That explains the two car garage, because he knew how much she loved her Porsche, and would not be giving it up.
She was just about to call him, when his personal shopper showed up with her assistant.
They brought an insane amount of clothes, shoes, and lingerie.
She had no idea how they even knew her size.
By the time they left, her closet had quite a few new additions.
She also made sure to take Brenda's measurements for future reference.
Brenda looked at all of the clothes.
They were all designer items.
Chanel, Versace, Chloe, Marc Jacobs, just to name a few.
She guessed he wanted her to dress a certain way too.
They even brought accessories and designer workout gear.
He definitely liked his women dressed in the very best.
He was paying for it, so whatever.
On Thursday she headed to the spa.
It was an appointment he set up.
Her hair was colored and trimmed, she received a facial, a manicure and pedicure, and a waxing.
Brenda didn't want to be bare, so she made sure they left the smallest amount of hair.
She knew he liked bare, but she told him that she needed a little hair.
He was fine with it.
Brenda was waiting for her nails and toes to dry when she noticed a blonde middle aged woman walking towards her.
She had seen her before.
The casting.
She sat down next to her.
"Hello, I'm Elena."
"Hi, I'm Brenda."
"Christian's friend?"
"Yeah, something like that."
Elena smiled. "Yeah, something like that. Did you find everything satisfactory?"
"Yes, everyone has been great."
Her eyes roamed over Brenda.
She nodded. "Well, let me know if you need anything."
She left.
Brenda thought that was odd.
It was like she was sizing her up.
What was her problem?
She just shook her head.
About twenty minutes later she left.
He called her later on that night.
He asked how everything went.
She assured him that everything went fine.
"So, when I show up do we just have sex for three days straight?"
He laughed. "No, I don't have that kind of energy."
She sighed. "Good. I was a little worried."
"We'll hang out just like we did in New Orleans. Come to my house tomorrow morning."
"Ok."
"You don't have to bring any clothes, just toiletries."
"Will I be walking around naked?"
He laughed again. "No. Are you nervous?"
"Yes. Wouldn't you be?"
"No and don't be. You'll have fun."
"Grey-"
He interrupted. "I like that. You calling me Grey but you can call me Christian if you'd like."
"Ok, but I was wondering, what happens when it's that time of the month? Will I be off? Do we substitute days?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."
Christian didn't care if she was on her period, he would still fuck her.
She didn't need to know that at this time,
He was sure she had never done that before.
If she had, she would not have asked.
"Get some sleep, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Ok, goodnight…."
Brenda made it to Christian's early the next morning.
He had just finished working out.
He showered and showed her where she would be sleeping.
It was a very nice spacious room.
The reason she didn't need to bring any clothes, because there was a closet full.
He said his personal shopper was responsible.
She even purchased lounge wear for her.
Brenda had to admit she had great taste.
Brenda brought her own makeup, but she had plenty in the bathroom.
All brand new and different kinds of foundations too.
There were all types of designer perfumes too.
Yeah, she was definitely a kept woman.
She looked at him. "You really take care of your submissives."
He nodded. "Because they take care of me."
She laughed. "What am I going to have to do?"
"Nothing you don't want to do. Come on, Miss Jones has prepared breakfast."
After breakfast he took her to his playroom to show her around.
This room was next door to his room.
Miss Jones and Taylor's room were on the other side of the Penthouse.
Her room was on the same side as his.
He entered a code and pressed his thumb against the electronic pad located outside of the door.
He opened the door.
To say she was shocked would be an understatement.
She was expecting just a regular room.
It was not a regular room.
The decor was different from the rest of the penthouse, which was really modern.
This room had dark hardwood floors, a bed in the center, covered in red satin sheets.
The whole room was red.
Dark red.
There were also contraptions hanging to the left.
Drawers filled with vibrators, anal plugs, nipple rings.
He made sure she knew they were all new.
She knew what everything was, thanks to the research she did.
Christian walked up to her as she was looking through the drawers.
"You're not going to run off are you?"
She shook her head. "It's just a lot to take in."
"I'm a weird motherfucker aren't I?"
She smiled. "You are a mystery."
They left a little while later.
Christian was taking her out.
He went into his room to get dressed.
Brenda went back into her room and as soon as the door closed, she slid down its length.
She covered her mouth.
What in the fuck was she doing?
She could finally let it out.
That room was insane.
She had seen a lot of the things on the internet but to see them in real life was scary.
This was some serious shit.
She grabbed her purse, opened the door, and peeked out.
She didn't see anyone.
She left as quickly as she could.
She made it down to the parking garage but stopped.
He had given her no reason to believe he would hurt her.
They went over every single detail.
If this was something she was going to do she had to trust him, or else she should leave.
She turned and entered the code to get back on the elevator and headed back up…
Brenda didn't see anyone when she returned, so she went back into her bedroom and got dressed.
Taylor didn't drive, it was just her and Christian.
He had old school R&B playing on the radio.
He said it was Al Green.
He said that he typically listened to whatever, he didn't like one type of music.
It depended on his mood.
She had no idea where they were going.
He wouldn't tell her.
He just told her to dress casually.
He had on jeans and a t-shirt.
She was also wearing jeans, a tank, and heels.
They both had on jackets.
It was a little cool out.
They eventually pulled up to a building and got out.
She followed him inside and they rode the elevator to the top floor.
She followed him over to a door that led to the outside.
They were on the rooftop and there sat a helicopter.
Her eyes widened. "Are we riding in that?"
He nodded. "We are."
There were two men waiting.
She assumed one was the pilot.
They told him everything was ready.
He helped her get inside.
He got in next to her in the pilot's seat.
"Grey, where is the pilot?"
"You are looking at him."
"You are joking right?"
"No."
"Do you know how to operate this?"
"For our sake I hope so."
He instructed her to buckle up.
She did as instructed. "How…long…have you been flying?"
He smiled and started clicking switches and pressing buttons. "Today is my first time."
"That is not funny!"
The helicopter started up and she grabbed whatever she could find, which was the seat, and closed her eyes.
Minutes later she felt it lifting up.
"Open your eyes, Brenda!"
"I can't! I don't want to see!"
"You've been on an airplane before!"
"Yes, but this is different!"
"Open your eyes! Look at this view!"
She opened one eye and then the second.
"Oh my God, we are so high up! Oh my God!"
He laughed. "Relax, we are fine!"
Relax? Was he crazy?
She was as stiff as a board.
She felt like if she moved they were going to fall.
She barely moved her head.
She was so scared.
Christian started telling her about all of the buildings.
After a while, she relaxed and was able to really take everything in.
The more time they spent in the air, the more comfortable she felt.
She was still scared but ultimately she was able to enjoy it.
He was an excellent pilot, well he didn't crash so that's what she measured him by.
They spent about forty five minutes in the air.
He took her to lunch afterwards.
"I had no idea you knew how to fly anything."
"There is a lot we don't know about each other. Why did you leave this morning?"
Her eyes widened. "You knew?"
"There isn't too much I don't know, especially when it happens in my home."
She got quiet.
"Be honest. Did the room scare you?"
"It was a lot."
"Brenda, I knew you were going to have a reaction to it."
"I guess I'm not the first, so you knew what to expect."
"No one has ever ran away."
"I came back."
He laughed. "Brenda, I'm not going to hurt you. Anything you don't like just say the word. Also if you don't want to do it, you can back out."
"I'm not going to back out. I'm too damn curious now."
He smiled.
She continued. "What is sex like with you?"
"I can use some improvement."
She laughed…..