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Noelle approached her house with caution. Her sister was supposed to be with her to pick up her clothes. The process of separating her life from her husband was longer and more painful than she expected.

She knocked and Dan opened the door. He looked as stricken as she did. He swallowed, the uncertainty in his reminded her why she was leaving. She wasn’t getting what she needed. Noelle stepped inside the house she spent the last five years making her own, no longer.

The door closed and her tension reached a peak. “I’ll go and — “

“Kneel.”

She turned and faced him. “Pardon?”

His chin jutted upward, hands on his hips. “Kneel.”

“Dan, I don’t think — “

He stepped closer to her, so close she felt his heat. “Kneel.”

She lowered to her knees, dropping her purse beside her. She remained silent with her eyes trained on him. Dan stepped in front of her, his fingers digging into her hair. “You’re so beautiful Noelle. I want to show you I can take control of you. Ready?”

Her heart thudded in her chest. This was what she wanted, right? Was it too little too late? Screw it. “Show me.”

He tugged her head back, a surprised cry on her lips. “Further hesitation will be punished. Your safe word is divorce.” A smile tugged at his lips, and she smiled with him. “Crawl to our bedroom. You can kiss me there.”

Noelle stared at him with wide eyes. “Crawl?”

“One, don’t argue just move.”

“One what?”

“Two.”

She dropped to her hands and crawled to the bedroom, then sat on her feet staring at the bed they shared for five years. Dan grabbed her hair and tugged. “You may stand, but I want you to lean on the dresser.”

Her heart was beating out of her chest while she followed his commands. He stood behind her, hands winding around her, resting on the fastener of her jeans, his mouth near her ear. “Remember your safe word.” He moved slowly, unbuttoning her pants, pulling them to her ankles giving her time to stop him.

Noelle rolled the word to end the game around her mouth. He asked for consent with the directive. “Keep going.” Her voice was raw, hoarse. The excited feeling foreign. What would he do? She couldn’t wait to find out.

He slapped his hand against her ass. “One.” A second jolt. “Two. Punishment for hesitation. Turn and kiss me, Noelle.”

She straightened, twisting and falling into his arms. He caught her, pulling her to his chest. His lips hovered over hers, and she stretched to kiss him even as her pants trapped her feet, threatening to pull her down. He didn’t move, he let her open her lips, pressing her tongue to his mouth, inside, then he kissed her. Dan’s kiss wasn’t why she fell in love with him, but it was why she went to bed with him. Long before she loved him.

She pulled away panting. “Don’t let go of me, my feet are twisted in my pants, I will fall on my face.”

He brushed her hair from her eyes. “You’re going to have to trust me today. Stop trying to control everything. That’s what you wanted.”

She did, she wanted to lose control, but it frightened her. Noelle faced her husband, faced her fears and desires. “I’ll try.”

“You’ll do it or you’ll be punished until you learn.”

He picked her up and set her on their bed. “Take off your shirt.”

She stared at him still grappling to give up control. Had she been holding on too tightly? Was he unable to give her this before because of her reactions?

“Now, Noelle.” His voice cracked her thoughts. “Unless you are using your safe word.” The latter was softer, almost sad as if he thought she would stop him.

She pulled the soft cotton over her head, leaving her in mismatched bra and panties, both boring black. “I would have worn… if I’d known.”

“I don’t care about your underwear.” He held up a scrap of cloth. “Maybe this will help you submit.” Dan wrapped the cloth over her eyes, tying it behind her head.

She opened her mouth, closed it, like a fish floundering out of its element. Her heart rate calmed, as he rubbed her shoulders and arms.

“There’s my good girl. Next punishment stands at two. Do you want it now or wait?”

She wanted more than two slaps. “I’ll wait until it’s higher.”

“Okay.” There was laughter in that word and she imagined the smile on his lips. Dan had a great smile, infectious laughter. She missed that the last few weeks after she left.

She licked her lips, about to ask if he had a plan, when he interrupted her. “Hands behind your back. You still have too much control.” With practiced hands, he tied her wrists together behind her, then he kissed her. He kissed her as if there was nothing else going on, her pants around her ankles, her hands tied behind her back, and plunged into darkness.

As Dan teased her mouth, he unhooked the front clasp of her bra, baring her breasts. He caressed her nipples, gentle touches with his fingers, then his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her from the ground. “We need to move, all my toys are over this way and you’re here, it’s inconvenient.” He set her back on the bed, and the sound of chain, a light chain graced her ears.

She gasped when one clamp closed on her nipple. He clasped the other, admiring his handiwork..

“Are they too tight? Or loose?”

“Fine. Good.” The pain thrummed through her, excited her pulse. She wanted more, she wanted him to touch between her legs. To roll her over and fuck her.

He jostled the chain. “I need to change how I’ve restrained your arms.” His body bumped hers as he untied her. “Hands on your lap wrists together. Good girl.” He wrapped them in the silk ties again. “Now I’ll help you lie down.”

Once she was on her back, he lifted her hips to put a wedge under her, so her knees dangled over the edge. If she wasn’t wearing panties she’d be on display. Dan’s fingers brushed over the damp cotton between her legs. “It’s turning you on at least; a relief to me since you are uncharacteristically quiet.”

“Trying not to get more punishment?” Noelle ventured, mostly she waited to see what he would do.

“Since your pants are in the way, it’s harder to remove your panties, so.” A clatter, the snip of scissors cutting away the fabric made her shiver. One the right side the cool metal brushed her skin, making her shiver. He pulled them away from her body, exposing her. “Good thing I have scissors, looks like you need a trim. You’ve been letting yourself go.” He tsked as he trimmed her pubic hair back, she hadn’t considered her appearance since she left.

“Careful,” she said, lifting her head as the metal brushed her.

“Three, you will trust me.”

Noelle dropped back. “Shit. Sorry.”

“Don’t worry as soon as I finish this, your punishment will begin.”

Only three slaps, she was disappointed. He had a cloth to brush the hair from between her legs. She wanted to protest the mess he was making on the floor, but the soft touch was arousing and made it hard to keep track of her thoughts.

Dan grasped under her knees and dragged her a few inches closer to the edge of the bed. “Not one question about your punishment.” The air from his words brushed over her almost bare pussy lips. This was close to pleasure, not punishment. His mouth was on her and fuck, it wasn’t punishment. There was no foreplay, just his mouth sucking her clit, his tongue lathing the soft center.

Noelle squirmed trying to push up harder against him. “This isn’t punishment,” she ground between clenched teeth.

“Wait for it.” He flicked his tongue against her, alternating between licking and sucking, until her body was so hot she couldn’t stand it. She was so close, her moans bouncing off the walls and he stopped.

“Don’t stop.” She whined, twisting her useless hands.

“That’s one.” His finger flicked over her clit, making her jolt.

“One?”

“One denied orgasm. Two left, but I’ll give your body some time to cool down.” Dan’s weight pressed the mattress down on her right, his fingers ran lightly over her belly, between her breasts.

She was throbbing, wanting to beg him. But would that get her more punishment? Three denied orgasms would be painful. A fourth? Damn him. She twisted under his soft touches as her body ached for the denied release.

“I asked your sister not to accompany you today.”

“And she agreed?”

“Since you told her why you were leaving me, I told her I planned to give you what you wanted. She helped me plan this scene. She’s kinkier than you if you weren’t aware.”

“I didn’t know details.”

“I guess she didn’t take you to any sex clubs.”

“Sex club? My sister goes to a sex club?”

“She has a couple she is friends with.” He jiggled one of her clamps, making her gasp. “After I push you to the edge again, I’ll release these and see you scream.”

“What will you do next?”

His weight lifted away from the bed. “You’ll find out if you let go of control.”

“Right, sorry.”

“Wait for it.” He said again, as something hard pressed between her legs. “Ready?”

She whimpered, but her legs parted as far as her jeans would let her. “Please.”

He laughed, and pushed a dildo into her. Covered in lube at least, but he wasn’t gentle, again no work up to it, no tease. He was just driving, pushing, demanding.

“Fuck, fuck.” Her hips twisted, then moved with him.

“Do you like it that rough?” He growled in her ear.

“Yes, you know I do.”

“Good, don’t come, or I’ll find a harsher punishment.”

As she closed in on climax, she almost didn’t care. But her moans gave her away again and he yanked it from her pussy, leaving her throbbing still. “Bastard,” she moaned.

He twisted the nipple clamp. “Actually, let’s leave you like this instead.” He pushed the dildo back inside her and left her filled. Before she protested, he unclamped one of the nipple clamps and the blood rushed back in. She tried to bring her restrained hands to grab herself, but he pushed her away, covering the ache with is mouth, soothing it with his tongue. Except it hurt worse.

“Dan, please.”

“Just making sure the blood is flowing.” He pulled the second side off and sucked the nipple into his mouth while she screeched.

“Was that the third punishment?” she asked, hopefully.

He wiggled the dildo, massaging her inner walls. “No, that was only for my fun. Watching you scream was great. The third should be fast.”

He disappeared again and she heard the vibrator before it touched her. It was powerful enough to dig up concrete she thought as he exposed her clit and pressed the smooth shell to her body.

The vibrations shot right to her core, shaking her from the inside. She needed to come so damn bad, she didn’t know if she could hold off this time. It might take her over before either of them could stop it.

But as it was going to wash over her, he pulled away and she lifted her head. “No, please, Dan, I need to come.”

“Do you?” he said. “Do you need it?”

“Please, you’ve punished me. Three times.”

“I did. Now you have to make me come.”

“Please, fuck me. Put your fingers on my clit while you bang me.”

“No, I’ve always wanted to dirty your pretty little mouth.” He pulled the wedge from her legs and helped her sit up so it was under head.

“I’ve given you blow jobs.” She listened to the rustling of his clothes as he undressed.

“But you’ve never swallowed my cum. If you do that, I’ll make you come.”

Noelle’s body went slack. Swallow? That was something that she struggled with. She took a deep breath and gave him control. “You’re in charge.”

“Good girl.” He straddled her body and pressed his dick against her lips. She opened her mouth and he slid himself inside. “God, I should video us because I don’t know if anything will be hotter. Okay maybe when I fill you with my cum.”

Noelle wanted to tell him to hurry, but she obviously couldn’t as he slid in and out of her mouth, slow, controlled. After the way he fucked her with the dildo the control was unexpected. She moved the only thing she could, her tongue along the base of his cock, around the head. She moaned, telegraphing that she was enjoying herself. And deep down under the layer of frustration this was what she wanted, what she’d requested. But she needed that orgasm.

He moved faster, his hand wrapped around the base as he fucked her mouth. And before too long, before her lips became numb, she felt him tense. “I’m going to come. If you aren’t ready, lean your head back.”

She pressed tighter on him, letting him know she was ready for what he had. And he thrust again, exploding in her mouth. She closed her eyes and her hands curled into fists as she gulped down his cream. Damn it, she forced herself to take deep breaths to keep from gagging on it.

He pulled from her mouth and she shook her head, wishing for a drink. But she remembered she earned her reward.

“I get to come,” she whispered.

“You do.” There was amusement in this voice, that wasn’t lost on her, but she couldn’t worry about it. Ahe wanted her orgasm too damn badly.

The vibrator came to life again, pressing to her clit, as Dan grasped the dildo and moved it in and out. She stretched her neck, moaning. “Yes, thank you. Fuck.”

“Oh you’re very welcome.” He brushed his lips over hers and twisted the vibrator until she moaned. Then he resumed thrusting the dildo.

Orgasm came quickly, being teased so damn long, it shook through her like a wildfire. A sudden shudder, that rushed through her, leaving her wanting more. She licked her lips, about to ask, when he spoke, “That was so beautiful to watch, I need to see you come again.” HIs lips brushed over hers. “And again and again and again.”

She was about to swear, when Dan stopped fucking her. He grabbed her hands and helped her push the dildo against her. “Hold that for me, sweetheart. We need one more thing.”

“What do we need?”

“There’s one part of you that hasn’t been filled yet.” He yanked her pants off her ankles, freeing her, but something cool and slippery pressed between her ass cheeks. “What do you think?”

“You’re in charge,” she managed. He pushed the anal plug into her. It was something they played with a bit during their marriage, but not much. When he moved the fake dick in her again, it was an entirely new sensation.

“I am in charge. Let’s see you come until you can’t move or I get hard enough to fuck you.”

The combination of sensations and promises pushed her over again. This time her nerves sustained the fire, her body shaking everywhere until she thought she may lose consciousness. The next climax followed quickly, then another, until her body went quiet. She was lost in a white light, her body still, despite the continued attention.

“Noelle,” Dan hissed, pinched her nipple. She slammed back into her body, rocketing again under his teasing.

“Fuck,” she shrieked as another climax crashed into her. “Please.”

“One more, sweetheart. Let me see you come once more.” Dan removed the vibrator and used his fingers on her. He tossed the dildo away and his mouth came down on her pussy. “Come for me, he crooned, teasing her with his mouth.

Noelle shook so hard she thought she might shake off the bed. White light filed her senses, as she screamed, pleasure so good it hurt, hurting so much it felt good. Then Dan slammed into her, burying himself in her cunt. Skin to skin that she missed for the last month. He held her, whispering to her while he made love to her. “I love you Noelle, if this is what you need, I can take control. I can force you to give up control. Did you like giving it over to me? Did you like me denying?”

“I can give up control. I trust you to take care of me.” She held tight to him.

“I’ve always wanted to take care of you, but you wouldn’t let me. I should have been more forceful. Now I know, I know how to give you want you need.” He rocked his hips against her, carrying them away.

She couldn’t possibly orgasm again, her body drained of all pleasure. But as he moved, his fingers came to her clit and she felt the stirring again in her belly. It spread as he loved her, until she was shivering, until she was crying. “I love you too Dan. I missed you. I’m sorry I didn’t trust you. Can I come back?”

“Yes, sweetheart. You’re all I wanted. Come with me.”

His fingers pressed harder, and she wrapped her legs around him, and they came together, their moans mingling as they kissed.