the way Parker commands me to go to him makes me stop giggling and nervously slide towards him. as soon as I'm basically touching him he grabs my chin making me look at him.
"phoebe, I didn't want to have to do this but your giving me no choice." he sighs
" do what! what are you gonna do!" I say quite freaked out.
" lay across my lap."
" what why." I question confused as to where this is going.
" please just listen to me for once." he sighs clearly frustrated
" No, not until you tell me what the hell your gonna do to me." I stand my ground
" I'm gonna punish you for misbehaving."
"punish me!? how?!"
"I'm going to spank you and your going to count." he says very seriously
" why the fuck would you do that to me!?" I shout moving back to the other side of the couch.
" I wasn't going to go into this yet, but I guess I have no choice now. phoebe, I'm a dominant.
"what the hell is a dominant?" I question
after he is finishes explaining the world of BDSM to me I'm quite freaked out. I am now slightly scared of parker but at the same time I'm intrigued. after sitting there quietly staring at my hand for a few minutes parker reaches for me and I pull away. he sighs and gets up walking to his room. when he walks back out he has the painting in his hand. he tells me he's taking me back to Maddison's house.
the car ride was uncomfortably quiet and I honestly couldn't wait for it to be over. before I get out of the car he looks at me then kisses my forehead before whispering sorry. I trudge up the stairs of her front porch carrying the painting. I don't even have to open the door because Maddison beat me to it. once up in her bedroom she grills me about the date and why I look upset. I explain everything to her and she then proceeds to try to convince me to end things with him. I get a little pissy at her and storm out of her room. I crawl into the bed in the guest bedroom and spent most of the night staring at the ceiling trying to get my thoughts under control.
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two years later.........
today is my eighteenth birthday. after that night at parkers I never spoke to him again. he tried to talk to me but I would never respond. I've had that painting at the back of my closet since that night. I finally found out why mom disappeared for a few days back then as well, apparently she had a cancer scare. luckily it was just a false alarm. I told my parent it didn't want to do anything for my birthday so here I am sitting in my bedroom packing my bags. the one thing I did want for my birthday was a place of my own. I'm so excited to actually be moving into the city, but I'm not excited to be in the apartment right below my bother. he lives in the pent house at Escala, which apparently belonged to my dad when he was younger. I don't have a pent house, but I got to help with the designing of it since it used to be multiple apartments. I really don't need that much space but my dad wanted only the best for his little girl.
Once i am all finished packing we head over to Escala. I decided not to take any of my furniture along and just buy new stuff. After getting to the apartment and getting my stuff inside it doesn't take long for teddy to make his way down to help with putting all my new furniture together. My mom ordered a pizza for us all to have for dinner and we devour it in a matter of minutes. Before long I am saying good bye to my family and heading to my couch to process the fact that I am now on my own.
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Christian's POV
"Christian, honey are you okay?" Ana asks me as we head back to the house.
"I cant believe you convinced me to let her move out." I say shaking my head.
"We let Theodore move out at 18 so it was only fair to give her that option as well."
" she is my baby girl and I was..... am not ready for this." I say while gripping the steering wheel so tight my knuckles turn white.
"I know Christian, but it isn't about if we are ready for it. It's about if she's ready for it." She says laying her hand on my shoulder.
"Ugh... back when she was just a baby I never thought it would be this hard seeing her grow up. Can she just go back to being that adorable little baby forever."
"I know, it's hard for me too, but hey look at the bright side..... no kids in the house means we can break out the red room again." She smirks
" really now. I thought we agreed that part of our relation was done for good?" I say raising an eyebrow
"Well that was back when the kids were still around. Now they are grown and out of the house so I don't see why we can't bring that part of us back. We just have to make sure the door is lock whenever the kids come over."
"Oh, Ana you never cease to amaze me. I guess we will need to do a little red room shopping then." I chuckle.
The rest of the driver to the house is pretty quiet. The thought of my daughter being eighteen and living on her own still bugs me and will continue to for a while. Also the thought of having Ana tied up in the red room again is giving me a good distraction that i thoroughly enjoy. It shouldn't be to hard to step back into my Dominant shoes.
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Hey guys yeah I skipped two years into the future and that is because where I want this story to go I could do while Phoebe was still sixteen. Hopefully now I'll be able to get moving with this story a little faster. As always if you have any suggestions or constructive criticism please don't hesitate to comment. Also if your enjoying my story please be sure to vote :)
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Fifty Shades of Phoebe Grey
FanfictionPhoebe grey, Daughter of Christian grey finds herself introduced into a world/lifestyle that she never knew existed. One that her father was a part of long before she was born. Now she must do everything she can to hide that side of her from her fat...