CPOV

My name is Christian Grey. I don't know why I introduced myself, I'm extremely well known as a businessman from Seattle. I was once known for just being one of the youngest self-made billionaires, but that all changed a year ago when I was royally fucked over by someone I thought I trusted. You see, I am a dominant in the BDSM lifestyle. It was a dirty little secret of mine that I didn't want anyone to know about. What can I say, a man loves his privacy, but now the entire world knows me as Christian Grey, the kinky fucker. Elena Lincoln is the woman who taught me about the lifestyle. She introduced me to BDSM when I was 15 years old. Yes, under the age of consent. She warped my mind, manipulated me, and it messed me up pretty badly. Eventually, Elena trained me to be a dominant, but unbeknownst to me, she still controlled everything I did. It wasn't until last year when I would no longer allow her to control me anymore. Elena made a pass at me, which backfired on her. I told her I wouldn't fuck her and I would find my own submissives from then on. She became extremely upset by this, and decided to out me as a dominant to the entire world during one of my live press conferences. I have my submissives sign NDAs, so they can't speak about our relationship or me, but Elena didn't. I didn't think to have her sign anything, once I became well known, because I didn't think she would ever cross me like this.

I remember it like it was yesterday, not that I could forget as the video went viral. I have millions of hits on Youtube, and all the social media sites went crazy, giving my PR team the nightmare from hell. It was a major headache. No matter how hard they tried to pull the footage, a new video would pop up within minutes.
My family was horrified, not with me as I thought they would be, but towards that vile bitch.
Because Cruella DeVil was my mother's best friend and used her to get to me, my mother was most affected by this and blames herself for the abuse I suffered, though I never saw it as that. I was just a horny adolescent boy with no control over his hormones. All I wanted was a pussy to stick my cock into, and she was willing to let me, as long as I played the little submissive.
The secret was always a burden, but I enjoyed it; women at my beck and call, always willing to do whatever freaking, kinky shit I wanted.
Little did the bitch know, that her outing me was my gain. Business is booming, and the women are coming in faster than I can blink, especially now that they know I'm not gay.

I took it very hard when it first happened, though. I locked myself away in my ivory tower and thought my business, my life, was over. Everything I worked so hard to achieve was ruined. Or so I thought. My assistant was the one who gave me the idea of capitalizing on it and turning it into, not only a positive, but a profit.
Anastasia Steele is my assistant. She prefers Ana, but I call her Anastasia just piss her off, since I know she doesn't like it. She has been with me for so long that we have a very weird friendship. She is the only woman I am close to, and yes, she does call me Christian. After the story of my sex life broke, she refused to call me sir or Mr. Grey, unless we are dealing with business. I love it when we are in a meeting, or I have someone in my office, because she has to act professional. The sour look on her face when she's forced to call me sir makes me laugh, on the inside of course, as I wouldn't put it passed her to kick my ass.
The most annoying part of her being my assistant, is that men are always vying for her attention, and saying some dumb shit, which pisses me off. My brother, Elliot, is the worst. He is a joker and is always getting on Anastasia's case when he visits. He loved it when the scandal broke, and he has not let up on the jokes and dumb ass comments regarding it.

The only thing people don't know, is my preference to how I want my submissive to look. If the public found out, I would get hounded by my exact type of women, and I don't need to add to the list of fan-mail and crazy stalkers. My worst fear is, if my type comes out, Anastasia will no longer want to be a part of my life. She is what I call, sub-perfection, apart from the smart mouth and attitude, she embodies everything I look for in a submissive and then some.
When I first hired Anastasia, she had just finished high school, and GEH was nothing more than an idea. I could not afford a professional assistant at the time, but hiring her was the best thing I could have done. Now, 6 years later, she has graduated college and kicks ass at my company daily.
About a week after the scandal broke, Anastasia came to my apartment and basically screamed at me to stop sulking. She forced me to shower, shave, dress, and eat.
Since that day, I have been better than before.

I still remember what she said, regarding the public knowing about my world, my kinky lifestyle.

"Christian, you should make money from all of this." She joked. "Just think, you could create your own kinky fuckery line and make a killing."

I know she was expecting me to laugh at how stupid she sounded, but a light bulb went off in my head. She made a smart ass comment and rolled her eyes at my agreeing with her. The temptation to spank her was unbearable, but I would never mess with her like that, she's my friend. Not to mention, she's feisty, not a quality I look for in a woman, but on her it suits. I added a kinky division to GEH and now I am the number one supplier for all things kink. My line is GreyAna, as I thought my assistant deserved a bit of the credit since it was her idea. She is now, not only my assistant, but the head designer for the kinky range of all things GreyAna. She even designs the lingerie. I caught her doodling during a boring ass financial meeting about starting GreyAna, and I allowed my curiosity to get the best of me. She had drawn lingerie, very kinky lingerie. She thought I was full of shit when I wanted her to create the lingerie line, but her designs have skyrocketed GreyAna sales.

Now, under a year after unveiling the collection, women everywhere want panties and sex toys from me, even though all I do is give the final say on the designs, but whatever, it's making me even more money like you wouldn't believe.
I guess sex really does sell