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As I step into her bedroom, I can see that Ana is sobbing uncontrollably into her pillow, completely and utterly distraught.
"Jesus, Ana."
I feel the blood drain from my face because I'm shocked to the very core to see her like this. I need to find out exactly what's caused her to be so upset, although I have no doubt it is in some way connected to how I treated her tonight. I feel like a total shit. You heartless bastard, Grey. Look what you've done to this sweet girl. But she seemed fine when I left, just a little quiet. Why the fuck didn't she say something to me? She was a consenting adult. She could have said 'no' when I told her to come over for me to spank her, but she didn't. She could even have safe-worded, but she didn't. So I assumed she was okay with it all. Clearly I assumed wrongly.
She glances up at me and then squints at the harsh light, so I flick it off again, and quickly go to her side.
"What... are... you... doing... here?"
She's in such a state that she can barely get the words out between sobs.
I switch on the sidelight so I can see her better, but before I can speak, Kate is back on the case.
"Do you want me to throw this asshole out?" she asks Ana, fiercely hostile as she glares at me from the doorway.
I don't appreciate being treated this way, especially by a female, but now I see how upset Ana is, I guess I can understand Kate's protectiveness. But I just need her to butt out so I can sort this out - in private.
I'm thankful that Ana shakes her head to dismiss her friend, who then rolls her eyes in defeat. She really doesn't like me at all, but I can't blame her. I don't like me much at the moment either.
"Just holler if you need me," she says to Ana gently. Then she glares at me again. "Grey - your cards are marked."
She leaves us alone, but doesn't close the door completely.
I look down at Anastasia, and pass her a handkerchief from my pocket to wipe her eyes. Beautiful, sweet, Ana, reduced to this state by me, although I don't quite know why. So different from the other night when we had our first vanilla fuck, when she smiled at me and was so happy. Now this. Why?
"What's going on?" I quietly ask her.
"Why... are... you... here?" she asks. Her tears seem to be drying dried up, but her body is still heaving with dry sobs.
"Part of my role is to look after your needs. You said you wanted me to stay, so here I am. And yet I find you like this. I'm sure I'm responsible, but I have no idea why. Is it because I hit you?"
As she pulls herself up to sit and face me, she winces, clearly still in pain from her spanking.
"Did you take some Advil?"
She shakes her head. I resist scolding her for not following my earlier instructions to take some when I left, but instead get up to go and find some.
