"Oh, I'm sorry sir. I don't how, but it simply slipped my mind." The hell it did.

"Did it," I growl.

"No one is perfect sir," she says in a disparaging tone. She is doing this shit on purpose. No one forgets about not coming into my room.

"Playroom, now." I bark making every attempt to look incensed. I catch the victorious smile as she turns and leaves, worse she leaves my bedroom door open.

I find myself shaking with anticipation as I make my way to the playroom. In nine months I have never had cause or reason to punish her. I open the door and storm in. "Pick your tool for your punishment." I offer as she clearly has one in mind. She doesn't do anything without careful consideration and planning. She walks over to me with a paddle and sneaks a look at me. "You are just piling it on," I say with a growl. "Whipping bench," I say as I grab a few things I need to make this a memorable night.

"Safewords," I ask as I strap her to the bench.

"Yellow and red, sir." I hear the anticipation in her voice. She's told me she has a high pain tolerance but I've never had a reason to test her limits.

"Yellow and red," I repeat.

"Yes, sir." Before she can take a breath I bring the paddle down hard on the left ass cheek. I watch her and listen closely to how she reacts. She squirms on the bench and I catch the moment she unleashes enough juice to coat her labia. Could she be any more beautiful? I pull my cock out of my jeans and ram it home with all I'm worth. This wasn't in the plans just yet, but after what I just witnessed there is no going back. I fuck her hard and fast bringing the paddle down on her right ass cheeks. I feel her walls grip me and I know she's close to cuming. I drop the paddle and massage her ass still fucking her; she lets out a small whimper and shudders with pleasure as she cums around my dick coating it in her juices. She is wet, soaking wet, it's dripping down her legs.

"Did I give you permission to cum," I ask in near whisper.

"No sir." She moans. She doesn't give a fuck that she just came without permission.

"Let me make something clear… cum without my permission again and you will not be able to sit for a week. That I hazard will make life at work and in court very difficult." I use my Dom voice for the first time tonight. With her, it's not all that necessary, but today this is. This is what she wants and I'm giving it to her. She is topping from the bottom but right now I do not care.

"Yes, Sir." Her voice shakes with anticipation.

"Good," I growl picking up the paddle. I lube up the vibrating butt plug and pour a generous amount on my finger and insert it into her anus. She lets out a low moan but I heard it. I push the plug in and turn it on to the lowest setting. She squirms and I bring the paddle down on her ass. "Stay still." I bark. I massage her pink ass and fuck me, what a sight. I bring down the paddle again on her other ass cheek and how she's staying still is beyond me. Despite telling her she can't cum, I'm going to be making every effort to make her cum. I turn up the plug to the next setting and push my dick back into her pussy. Fuck me it is tight, wet and hot in there. I drop the paddle and use my palm to spank her while stroking in and out of her.

Her back is covered in a light sheen of sweat, her fists are clenched to the point her knuckles are white. I bring my finger round and pinch her clit. Her back tenses and I see a small bead of sweat make it's way down her back. I turn up the plug to the highest setting, grip her hips and piston my cock into her over and over again. I grit my teeth to stop myself from cuming. I let out a growl every time I push back in. She is so wet the hair around my genitals is soaked in her juices. This is the longest I've gone without cuming and I have no intention of letting up anytime soon. I pull out and give myself a minute. I hear the breath of relief she releases like I'm giving her a break. She mewls when I push a vibrator in and turn it to the medium setting. I stand back watching intently, I'm punishing myself as much as her. My balls are full to the point of bursting, my penis is engorged and beyond painful and yet I'm not ready to cum.

I pull the vibrator out and push myself back in and pay attention to the clock on the wall as a distraction. For the next ten minutes, I fuck her relentless and I know I can no longer hold on. "Cum for me." Before the words have completely left my mouth. Her body quakes under me. Her back is arched, as much as she can in this position. After a while, she releases the breath she was holding as she detonated under me. She is still shaking as I empty myself into her. I pull out and stumble backwards watching as my cock still ejaculate sperm after sperm.

Her body is completely limp on the bench as I untie her; I carry her to her room and lay her on her side before grabbing some arnica cream for the backside. I rub it gently on her backside and collapse in the chair in her room. I smile to myself, as I know I will never have to worry about losing her soon. My mind drifts back to the night we first met properly. I knew of her but never had the chance to meet her.

11 MONTHS EARLIER

"Elena." I kiss her cheek.

"Elena." I hear someone behind me call and I am pissed and ready to rip whomever it is a new asshole. Except my mouth snaps shut when I see whom it is.

"Miss. Steele." I damn near purr.

"Mr. Grey." She does and eyes me up like a piece steak. "Elena, you have been avoiding my phone calls," she says in a not so happy tone. Elena looks worried why I don't know.

"Mr. Grey," She says pulling a folder out of her bag. "I know you have a sub at the moment… but when you are free please take a look at my profile." She says giving Elena a dirty look. I turn my glare on Elena.

"Miss. Steele, I have been free for six months and I have to say I'm surprised you are since Elena told me this morning you were still in a contract with Grant Abbott. I say still glaring at Elena who refuses to meet my eyes.

"I have been free for eight months and in that time I've asked Mrs. Lincoln more times than I care to count to give you my file and she always told me you had a sub.

"Elena," I growl. I quickly realize we are standing in the doorway to the private room of the Mile High Club. I move us inside and turn to Elena. "Care to explain?" I ask bristling with anger.

"You two are not suitable for each other I was just saving us the waste of time. I take out my phone and get out a generic copy of my contract.

"Miss. Steele could you type in your email address and sent a copy of my contract to yourself." She does very quickly. "Please have a seat." I say pulling out a chair for her. "Elena, sit down," I growl taking a seat opposite Miss. Steele. For a year, I have wanted a contract with her and every time Elena found excuses. Only to find she wanted me too, I always knew we'd be perfect for each other. She ended her last three contracts because her Doms fell in love with her. The very reason I have ended most of my contracts. My last sub, Susannah was the same after six months of being my sub. I first heard about her from Elena when she joked that Ana was my female equivalent as she ended contracts for the same reasons I did. She was just my type and yet Elena found excuses, well today no more.

From the corner of my eye I see Elena sinking into her chair as Ana and I go through each other's contracts. Fuck she is perfect for me; all of my rules will not apply to her as she takes very good care of herself. She exercises five days a week and is very health conscious when it comes to food. She doesn't need a car or money or clothes from me. At 25 she is a top litigator at Grey and Associates, yes I know she works for my father but fuck it the woman has got my cock hard and we have yet to touch. "Please explain this to me." I turn looking at Elena. "You have a copy of this, that much I know." I slam Miss. Steele's contract on the table.

"The 15 didn't bother me I knew after a while they will fall for you and will be gone. I thought after time, you'd be sick and tired of that and come back to me." I grimace at that and I see her deflate a little bit more.

"I made it clear it was never going to happen," I say softly. "I value you as a friend, that was all. It was never going to change." I add. "What has Miss. Steele got to do with this?"

"She is perfect for you and falling for you was never going to happen. You two could do this for years. Years where no medical treatment could reverse my age." She looks at Miss. Steele with contempt and jealousy.

"Miss. Steele, will you like to talk about this in a proper setting." I stand to help her out of her chair. I have nothing to say to Elena at the moment. "I will call you when I'm ready to talk."

When I did finally call her it was to end our personal and business relationship. Ana wanted full disclosure before we signed anything, meaning I had to tell her about my history with Elena. She got the gist of it at the Mile High Club, but at the penthouse, she wanted to hear everything and I told her. She tore into me and then opened my eyes to Elena's manipulation of me over the years. As a lawyer she has a way with words and used them to show me Elena's real intention, it wasn't hard to do as I had just witnessed Elena's lies and manipulation to keep me.

She, at first, tried to use her relationship with my mother to change my mind. Ana tried to get me to come clean with my parents but I couldn't no matter how hard she tried. It made Elena bolder in her attempts to get me back. Eventually, we came up with a plan that did the trick, I told my parents she was stealing from me. I had my finance department manipulate her financial papers and showed it to my parents and that did it. My mom called her a lie and a thief in front her customers and her business over the next few months took a big hit. I felt bad, Ana, on the other hand, didn't blink.

I open my eyes to find myself still in the chair I was in last night. I can't believe I feel asleep in the chair, my back on the other hand can. "Good morning Mr. Grey." Ana greets with a smile. She lays on her back and stretches out only to wince.

"Feeling sore," I ask with barely disguised elation.

"Deliciously so. I should break your rules more often." She says sitting up with a serene smile. "I am going to run a bath before I make breakfast… if that is okay with you." She says with her head bowed.

"That is fine, you need to soak your muscles. I have plans for your body this afternoon."

"Thank you, sir," she says with a moan. It's a wonder how she quickly goes in and out of sub-mode. I have to admit I have done away with more of my strict rules outside the playroom and given her more freedom to me. She is a joy to talk to and we when we start to argue about business… boy, can she give me a run for my money. As a corporate lawyer, she knows business as much as I do when it comes to mergers and acquisitions. Her speciality though is corporate lawsuits. With it being a Sunday I am going to have her in the playroom for most of today. We will break for lunch and go right back in.

A month later she was out of my life. I wanted a relationship, not so much a hearts and flowers type thing. I wanted us to spend our weekdays together, I wanted us to go out in public, attend functions together. I wanted the world to know she was mine. We will still have the playroom whenever we wanted, but she wanted none of that and left. It took months for me to admit to Flynn and myself; I had fallen for her, me Christian Grey had fallen for a sub. I had parted ways with eleven subs for the same infraction and here I was mourning the loss of her for the same infraction.

I find myself attending another social engagement, this one for my father's law firm. I am here solely because she might be. I haven't seen her almost four months and it was killing me, she's refused all attempts to talk. I miss her wit, I miss her smile, I miss our talks, I miss her giggle, I miss her cooking, I miss the way she chewed the end of her pen when she worked, I miss her. "Bourbon, neat," I order looking around the room for her. When I turn to pick up my drink, there she is standing next to me.