( ana & christian )
⌠ ♚ ⌡ thesinsofchristiangrey
Christian had been slightly concerned at first with the arrangements that he had concocted with young and beautiful miss Anastasia Steele. She was eager to learn and had lowered her limits for him, but oh sometimes he honestly wondered if she understood fully the magnitude of the choice she had made becoming, well, his. She was young, sprightly, quite beautiful in fact and he was certain she would learn much under his tutelage. If you could even call it that.
Christian hummed slightly to himself as he arrived home after a long day working at GEH Inc. Business was long and arduous as usual but at least Mr. Grey planned on exploring his evening with the beautiful miss Steele. “Ana? Are you home?” He called out as he walked inside. Strange. He set his overcoat on the coat hanger in.the hallway, noting her shoes before stepping into the other room.
He heard movement in the playroom and stepped insife just in time to spot her about to put the tail in. “Anastasia. What have I told you about coming in here without permission?” He said, tone darkening. “Come here immediately. Bring that collar and leash and of course.the plug.” If she wanted to be a pet, then a pet she would be.
Kneeling in front of a tall mirror in one of her shorter skirts, Ana was just placing the tail over her covered bum to see how it would look. She wasn’t sure how she would get it in there without being wet first. Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the sound of Mr. Grey’s voice at the door, calling her over with that domineering tone that sent chills up and down through her body.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Grey.” She apologized meekly and got up from her knees. She then reached over and took the collar and leash that was displayed on top of one of the drawers. Completely forgetting about the fox ears she was still wearing, she padded over to Christian and then swiftly dropped back to her knees, lifting the items up for him.
“Sir?”











