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***CHRISTIAN GR...
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I close the playroom door behind us.
"When you're in here, you are completely mine. To do with as I see fit. Do you understand?"
Anastasia nods.
I am beyond euphoric, beyond ecstatic, beyond elated. I am in the zone. I am the Dominant. Ana is my submissive.
This is my world. This is where I belong. I am in control. I know who I am. There is no confusion. I know how things work in this world.
And now Anastasia has entered my world, on my terms.
I am her Dom. She is my sub. She will be compliant for me, just for me, of her own free will. She trusts me. She is mine to do with as I wish. She will serve me. She exists only to pleasure me.
But I have to remember that she is in training, she is still transitioning into a submissive, so I must go easy on her. I must ensure her pleasure too, be-cause I wish her to continue as my sub for the foreseeable future.
"Take your shoes off," I order.
Clumsily she complies, and puts them down by the door.
"Good. Don't hesitate when I ask you to do something. Now I'm going to peel you out of this dress. Something I've wanted to do for a few days, if I recall. I want you to be comfortable with your body Anastasia. You have a beautiful body and I like to look at it. It is a joy to behold. In fact, I could gaze at you all day, and I want you unembarrassed and unashamed of your nakedness. Do you understand?"
"Yes." This won't do at all. Already she is displeasing me.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Do you mean that?" I demand. The words must come instantly from her; she shouldn't have to think about it. She has much to learn.
"Yes, Sir."
"Good. Lift your arms up over your head." I want her naked. Now.
This is what I wanted to do with that dress in the private dining room at The Heathman before she ran out on me. Now I get my wish. I pull her dress slowly up over her thighs, hips, over her body, then over her head. I stand back to examine her. Very nice. I like what I see. But she's biting her lip. I pull her chin to stop that because it does things to me, and I don't need that distraction right now.
I order her to turn around, and I'm pleased that she complies immediately this time. Good.
I undo her bra. I slowly edge the straps down her arms, savoring the feel of her beautiful satin skin. It's all mine, all for me.
I stand behind her and pull her long brown hair to one side to expose her neck. Mmm, that special unique Anastasia scent.
"You smell divine as ever Anastasia," I whisper, as I kiss that soft spot be-neath her ear.
