Fifty Shades Of Grey: My Years With Elena #Explicit [Fifty Shades] #fanfic

CHAPTER TEN

I feel the blood drain from my face and my mouth goes dry. I want to speak; to apologise and beg forgiveness, but her expression is like nothing I have ever witnessed before. It's like she also grabbed a stone mask from the unit and put it on. Her face is set so hard, it's like granite.
"You've not only annoyed me this time, Christian, you've hurt my feelings." She hisses in an angry tone.
Oh no...
I swallow nervously. "I'm sorry ma'am, I really..."
She flicks the cane against my calf and I feel its sharp bite explode through my lower leg.
"AHHH!"
Goddammit! That hurt!
"QUIET!" She barks. "After everything we've been through...everything I've done for you...The last thing I ever expected was for you to judge me."
"And I feel like the world's biggest asshole, Elena. Please...I'll never do it again."
"Damn right you won't," She snarls. "Which is why I have to punish you so you never forget it."
I nod warily.
Fuck! I just have to man up and take one for the team, as manwhore Elliot would say...
"There'll be no music to distract you, no blindfold for you to hide behind and I won't be touching your bare skin or getting you off. This is purely for my satisfaction. Understand?" She growls.
I nod again.
If she's gonna keep hitting me I doubt I'll be getting turned on anyway...
And so it begins. She starts to quickly flick the cane up my right leg, from my ankle to my thigh. I squeeze my eyes shut and inhale deeply, desperately searching for the dark place in my soul where I've run to hide since I was three years old.
Holy fuck that hurts.
My right leg feels like it's on fire and as my brain is trying to deal with that, she starts on my left leg.
I writhe and pull against the metal bar with the inside of my elbows. I could easily lash out with my feet, but I'd hurt her. The irony isn't lost on me. Despite the pain she is putting me through, the thought of hurting her repulses me and the fact that I have upset her with a stupid brain to mouth malfunction, sickens me.
Hopefully, if I take this punishment, she'll forgive me and we can put it behind us and go back to how we were...
Both my legs are stinging so much, I don't even register she has stopped hitting me, until I suddenly feel her weight on my thighs. My eyes slide open and I find she has straddled me.
"How was that?" She enquires, sarcastically.
"It hurt like hell, if you really wanna know."
She smiles. "Good." Then her expression softens slightly. "You could have safeworded. You can always safeword, Christian."
"I know."
"So why didn't you?" She asks softly, as she begins to gently rock against my groin.
"I upset you. I deserved what I got."
She nods. "I appreciate you taking the punishment and not bailing when you had the chance. It shows me you are genuinely sorry."
"Oh I am. I truly am." I begin earnestly. "It was just a stupid remark. I was just thinking out loud. I honestly wasn't judging you."
She nods and continues to rock against me, and despite the pain in my legs and arms, I begin to respond - a slave to my body's over-fuelled testosterone hormones.
"Do you like that, Peachy?" She murmurs sexily, ice-blue eyes glimmering as I continue to harden under her hips.
I nod, my throat tight with emotion. She has never rubbed herself against me like this - she's always used her hands or an implement. I can feel the heat from between her legs through the material of my sweat pants. It feels incredible.
"Good," she breathes. "Then you'll like THIS even more."
She reaches down and grabs the hem of her black exercise vest and hauls it upwards. The vest has a built in support panel, making it needless for a bra...
JESUS...
...HOLY...
...CHRIST...
She flings her top away and her amazing breasts are finally laid out in all their glory in front of my eyes. Full, round, pink-tipped and just aching to be touched...
She runs her hands over them and then catches her nipples in the V between her index and middle fingers and tugs, closing her eyes in bliss and tipping her head back with a moan.
I let out a strangled moan in response and involuntarily pull hard on the bar, causing almost an electric shock to shoot up my arms and across my shoulders.
"Ahh! Fuck...ma'am..."
"Control Christian! I'm going to ride you now. HARD."
She leans forwards and grabs the seat either side of my ribs as she begins to rock hard and fast against me.
"Don't you dare come. You know what'll happen if you do." She pants.
How can I not come? I'm always fighting to control my orgasm, but I've never been in so much pain, so much mental torment, so turned on...and so close to her amazing naked breasts...
With a sudden gasp, she rides me faster, then she shrieks loudly and I feel her orgasm pulsate against my own throbbing groin. She continues to rub against me, riding out the crest of her orgasm, till finally spent, she collapses backwards against my legs.