A/N: Hey guys, so I've always quite liked the Fifty Shades Trilogy but I've always wondered what the story would be like if Ana was already a Sub when she met Christian - would they still fall in love? Or would the story play out differently? I hope you like this, please read and review :)


Christian's POV:

"Elena, we've been over this several times now. Will you please stop trying to set me up with your friends. I'm looking for a Sub, not a date." I knew the frustration was clear in my voice but I was tired of repeating myself. Why didn't she just get it?

"Oh, my dear Christian, you don't understand!" Elena laughed on the other end of the phone and I gritted my teeth as my inner Dom threatened to make itself known and beat her with a cane for laughing at me.

Easy, boy. She taught you everything you know, remember? That was true. Dammit.

I tried to reign in my annoyance and give her a fighting chance to explain herself. "What do you mean?"

She giggled again. "The woman I wish for you to meet is a Sub herself."

I nearly choked. "What? You want to set me up with another Sub?" I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Elena, you promised you wouldn't do this anymore."

"When did I promise that?" she was being deliberately obtuse and I was ready to snap.

"After the disaster with Caroline...and Tammy...and Kim. Remember them? The three Subs you recommended for me and they were all appalling, if not in need of mental institution!" my voice rose to a yell.

"Oh Christian, do lower your voice. I can still put a flogger to your back, mark my words." Her voice went cold and I knew not to go any further. Elena was a good friend but you didn't want her as your enemy. "Now, if you will stop acting like a sulking adolescent, you will find out that this woman is different."

"I've heard that before." I grumbled under my breath. Unfortunately, she heard me.

"Stop interrupting!" she snapped; I quickly shut up. "Please Christian, do this for me. She is almost the definition of submissive. She's new to our life - she's only been a Sub two years - but I hear she's very eager to learn and the best part: she's only ever safe-worded once...in four Dom/Sub relationships."

That got my interest. "Are you serious? Is this girl mad? What made her safe-word?"

"No Christian, she's not mad - she's just a very good Sub. I'm not sure on the details but from what I've heard, her Dom wanted to do something with fire that didn't sound too great to her. If you meet her, you can ask."

"I don't know..." I hesitated. Oh c'mon boy, why are you jumping at the chance? You haven't fucked in 8 months. What are you, abstinent?

Oh, fuck off! I snapped back, returning my attention back to the conversation.

"Christian, what have you got to lose? Just meet her and if you don't like her, you can just say no."

"Oh, alright then. Where and what time?"

I could hear her grinning on the other end. "Excellent. Come to mine at 6:30pm today."

I glanced at my watch. "6:30pm? That's only two hours from now!"

"And I expect to see you then. Goodbye, Christian." With that, she hung up, leaving me listening to the dial tone and nothing more. That woman was just so irritating; how I dealt with her as my Sub, I'll never know.

"Taylor!" I yelled and he appeared almost immediately.

"Yes, sir?"

"I need to be at Elena Lincoln's in two hours. Get the Audi ready for the road in ten minutes."

"Very good, sir. Anything else?"

I shook my head and he disappeared. Taylor would be an excellent submissive - for Elena, not for me. I don't do same sex BDSM relationships like some Dom's do. Shame he wasn't into this lifestyle; I'm sure she'd enjoy him.


I arrived at Elena's ten minutes early and sighed as I gazed through the car window at the house. This place held a lot of memories for me.

"Taylor, I'll probably be a couple of hours but stay close by; I'll ring when I'm ready to leave."

"Yes, sir."

I climbed out of the car and made my way slowly towards the door. Before I could knock, the door flew open and Elena stood there, beaming at me.

"Christian! I wasn't sure if you'd actually turn up." She leant forward and kissed both my cheeks before leading me into the hallway. It was the same as I remembered it: dark wood floors, cream walls decorated with tasteful art and soft lightening.

"Of course, Elena. I said I would be. So, where is this amazing Sub of yours?"

Elena grinned again. "She's right through here."

She led me into her sitting room and my gaze fell immediately upon the young woman seated on one of the two love seats. Her head was bowed, eyes fixed on her hands which were folded carefully in her lap. My inner Dom growled. She's already perfect. Look at her position; completely submissive: no eye contact, no flinching or fidgeting and she hasn't spoken yet. Full marks, my boy.

I analysed her carefully, my eyes running over her body. Her hair was long and curled softly around her breasts, a dark brunette; just what I required. Her skin was pale and creamy, and already I longed to feel it beneath my hands. She wore a pair of tight jeans that clung to her thighs and her magenta top accented her round, full breasts. From what little I could see of her face, it was clear she was wearing minimal makeup, proving her to be a natural beauty. I wonder what she tastes like...

Shut it! I hissed at the my Dom. That is hardly appropriate for a first meeting!

Elena smiled at me and gestured to the woman. "Christian, this is Anastasia. Ana, you can look up."

On command, the young woman - Anastasia - lifted her head and I reeled back as I got my first full look at her face. Her lips were full and pink and her nose was small and sweet; then I found her eyes. They were a beautiful blue, like pools of crystal clear water. I felt as if I could see all the way down to her soul and I really liked what I saw; she quickly stood up to shake my hand but never made complete eye contact.

"Hello, Anastasia." I saw how she grimaced slightly at the use of her full name but she didn't comment or correct me.

"Hello, sir." Her voice was soft and gentle, like a trickling stream. I felt calmed by her presence alone.

Elena nudged me slightly and I glared at her; she frowned back before turning to Anastasia. "Would you like a drink of anything?"

Anastasia smiled slightly. "Water would be fine, thank you."

Elena nodded. "Christian?"

"I'd like a glass of white wine, please."

"Of course. I'll be right back." She left Anastasia and myself alone.

"So...Anastasia," she glanced up into my eyes and then quickly away. "I assume you know why you're here."

She nodded. "Yes, sir."

"And you've been a Sub two years, correct?"

She seemed surprised but nodded anyway. "That's right, sir."

"Why did your last relationship end?" I didn't really want to know about her other relationships but these were necessary questions.

She blushed delicately but she answered me anyway. "My Dom broke our contract, sir. I didn't feel as if I could trust him after that."

I frowned down at her. "What do you mean, broke your contract?"

She lowered her eyes and became fixated with her shoes. "If it's all the same to you sir, I'd rather not talk about it."

My eyes narrowed. "Anastsia." My voice was a warning and I saw her tense immediately. "Tell me." It wasn't a question.

Finally, she lifted her head and for the first time, she met my grey eyes full on; I felt a shiver run down my spine and a twitch in my pants. She really was beautiful.

"He rented me off to another Dom...without telling me beforehand. And the other Dom had a few friends with him..."

Anger flashed through me like lightening. I may not know this girl but no Sub deserved that! It was one Sub, one Dom, unless otherwise agreed. To send her off like some cheap hooker was inexcusable.

"When you say 'a few friends', how many..." I couldn't bring myself to finish the sentence.

"I mean him plus two others, sir." Her voice shook as I attempted to reign in my disgust. This topic was obviously difficult for her and suddenly I felt bad for forcing her to tell me.

"I'm sorry, Anastasia." I softened my voice but she just shook her head and threw me a half smile.

"It's fine, sir."

Elena reentered the room then, laden with a tray carrying two glasses of wine and one iced water.

"Oh please, both of you sit down already. I do so hate leaving people standing around." Anastasia immediately sat down and I sunk slowly into one of the armchairs opposite her. Elena set the tray down and handed out our drinks before taking a seat herself.

"So my dear," she smiled at Anastasia but it looked a little strained. "I've heard your currently looking for a new Dom?"

"We are forward aren't we, Elena." I hissed, mortified on Anastasia's behalf. At least when I'd been discussing it with her, I had been slightly more delicate.

"Hush, Christian." Elena barely glanced at me and I knew now she was in full interview mode. Being a Domme herself, she knew what to look for in a new Sub.

I opened my answer to snap back but Anastasia beat me to it. "Really, it's okay sir." She turned to Elena. "That's right, ma'am."

"And how long ago was your last relationship?"

Anastasia did a quick sum in her head and then replied, "It was six months ago."

Elena whistled and I could understand why. Though it's true that it has been longer for me, there was never a shortage of Subs for a Dom like me; I was just very specific. However, for Subs, they had to wait for a Dom to become available but that could take months and Subs had certain needs they needed to be addressed in order to cope or purge emotions they wanted rid of. Six months was a long time to leave those neeeds unaddressed.

"You've had no offers from Doms in that time?" I asked.

She shrugged. "I had one but his needs were...um, different to mine."

Elena frowned. "Different how?" Anastasia started to squirm and I saw a flush rising in her cheeks. I already felt bad for making her tell me abour her last Dom, I wouldn't do this as well.

"It's fine, Anastasia. You don't have to answer that."

She blew out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, sir."

I inclined my head. "You're welcome. Now, I do have to ask: is it true you've only used a safe-word once?"

She giggled and I couldn't help the smile that cracked my lips. Her laugh was as beautiful as her face, if not more so.

"Every Dom I've met has asked me that. Yes sir, it is true. I try to avoid displeasing my Dom; besides, I'm pretty much up for anything."

Take her! Take her now! I was desperately trying to ignore the voice in my head but Anastasia's last comment has my Dom chomping at the bit.

"Well, I'm sure Christian loves the sound of that." Elena's snide comment broke me from my spell and I glared at her, a snarl forming on my lips. But secretly I was grateful for her input. Who knows what I would have done otherwise.


It was nine o'clock by the time Elena allowed us to leave. All I wanted was to go home and think through everything I'd learnt; I quickly rang Taylor and he promised to be outside in ten minutes. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. Please just get me home.

"Excuse me, sir."

I opened my eyes to see Anastasia waiting to move past me to grab her coat. I reached up and took hold of her coat. "Allow me."

She blinked at me in surprised but turned around and let me help her into her coat. I lifted her heavy hair up out of her collar and as I did, I caught the scent of apples and strawberries; she smelt delicious.

"Thank you, sir." She whispered but she didn't turn around. My inner-Dom chuckled. She's waiting for your command, boy. Don't mess this up. For the first time tonight, I listened to him and slowly leant forward until my breath brushed against her neck. I felt her shiver and couldn't help victorious smile that spread across my face. I gently ran my lips over her spine and heard a small moan escape her mouth.

"You smell divine, Anastasia." I murmured as my tongue trailed over her skin. "I couldn't resist a taste." Her answer was another moan.

I pulled back and I saw her shoulder's slump, as if she was disappointed. We can't have that now, can we?

"Turn around." I ordered her and she obeyed without hesitation, her eyes lowered. "Look at me." Her head swept up and she met my gaze, her own eyes questioning and clouded with lust.

It was that look in her eyes that pushed me over the edge and I grabbed her face between my hands and pushed my mouth against hers. The kiss was rough, my tongue forcing itself between her lips and exploring her mouth. She instantly responded, parting her mouth to allow me easier access but she kept her arms by her sides; Elena had clearly briefed her about my 'touching issues'. Her lips tasted more exquisite than her skin and now, I wanted more than nothing to fuck her hard and fast, to tie her up and spank her firm arse.

I groaned against her lips. "I want you, Anastasia."

"What about the paperwork, sir? Don't we need a contract first?"

"Forget about the contract for tonight. Please, Ana."

She smiled against my mouth. "Yes."