Mine

"You haven't been very nice today." I wasn't accusing, just making a statement. I stood over the bed, looking plaintively at the woman I loved with my whole heart. Today had been a rough day and she had been cross at every turn. We had argued over little things more than once, with her leaving in a huff before resolving the disagreements. Finally, when we got home, she had gone straight into the bedroom without so much as a word to me.

"I know, and I'm sorry. I've just been so stressed out and everything feels like too much. Im sorry for taking it out on you." She sat up a little in bed, giving me her full attention.

Crystal's sincerity was real but it wasn't enough. It wasn't what I needed to feel better. After weeks in our high stress jobs with no real breaks, we were both at our breaking point.

"I think you need to be punished." I knew that was what I needed. I needed to watch her squirm, to feel her surrender and see her lose herself in waves of pleasure. I needed the release that only came from knowing she was mine.

Her eyes locked with mine before they shifted downward and I knew she needed it as much as I did. Sometimes I thought she did this on purpose so that I would punish her and give her the cathartic release she craved. I pulled all the covers off the bed and dropped them on the floor, leaving her sitting in the middle of a now empty bed.

"Take off your clothes. I want to see all of you." She did as I asked and I watched as each article of clothing was tossed aside, leaving only her, vulnerable and beautiful, sitting on the bed awaiting further instructions. She had automatically assumed the classic submissive position - sitting with her behind on her heels, hands carefully placed upturned in her lap. I had to resist the urge to climb into bed beside her and pull her in for a long kiss - while that would have felt amazing, I knew that wasn't what we needed. Instead, I reached for our bag of toys. I pulled out the wrist restraints and quickly buckled them onto her wrists, leaving them sitting on her lap once I had finished. I ran my fingertips down her neck, tracing her collarbone and the swell of her breast. As I neared her nipple, she sucked in a breath and closed her eyes, waiting for contact that did not come immediately. Instead, I removed my hand from her body and retrieved the blindfold from our bedside table. Crystal's eyes widened as I pulled out the blindfold, but she didn't object, and let me place it over her eyes, preventing her from seeing what was coming.

"Crystal. Why are you being punished today?"

Her response was slightly breathless with anticipation. "I was short with you. I did not communicate as well as I should have. I know better." I reached behind me for the necklace with nipple clamps. I pinched her nipple, pulling it into a hard bud before clamping down.

She gave a satisfying whimper at the contact and I leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Good girl." As a reward, I lowered my mouth to her other nipple, tracing around it with my tongue, then sucking it into my mouth and brushing my teeth against it.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"I want to make it right. I want to show you that I can be better."

I took her other nipple between my fingers, clamping down and again receiving a slight whimper in response. "That's right," I said.

"Get up on your knees'" I directed. From the corner of the bed, I pulled out a silk sash tied to the bed frame. Leaving her barely enough room to pull back, I bent her over and tied the sash to her wrists, taking care to make sure she could still grip the bed when she needed to... and I knew she would need to.

I ran my hands lightly down her back, around her gorgeous ass and then down her thighs. I loved this feeling and I knew she did too - the soft touch of my fingertips grazing against her skin. The contrast of the softness now with what was to come.

"Spread your legs for me. Let me see how wet you are." She obeyed instantly and I knew she wanted me to touch her, but she hadn't earned that privilege yet. "Good," I stated simply, seeing the glistening pink folds that told me she was more than ready. Settling in behind her, I squeezed each ass cheek just a little before leaning over her to run my hands back up her back and around to her breasts, feeling the weight of each in my hands. She gasped a little when I tugged on the chains, and I relished the thought of the jolt she had just received to her clit. I felt her legs shift and knees widen a little as she prepared for what was coming. She was ready and I was soaking wet already from anticipation.

I pulled her legs apart even more and buckled her ankles tightly into the spreader bar that kept her wide open for me. I stood back and admired my handiwork while I quickly got undressed and put on my favorite strap-on. It wasn't very long but it was thick enough to make her gasp when it finally entered her later and I wanted that satisfaction, needed to hear her submission. I wanted her to feel it pressed against her while I administered her punishment so she knew it was coming. I ran my hands up her thighs and near her center and she rewarded me with a thrust of her hips and a slight moan. I redirected my fingers to her pussy, sliding them up and down her slit, spreading the wetness up to her clit and around its hood. More desperately now, she rocked her hips into my hands, searching for a release that I wasn't ready for her to have.

I withdrew from her soaked core and ran my hands around her ass, mentally making note of where I wanted the first blow to land. Settling on a pale spot just above her thigh, I brought the leather paddle down with a resounding smack. Her fingers dug into the sheets as she arched her back and lifted her ass into the air - she wanted more. I obliged, smacking her ass in different places then rubbing and kneading the areas starting to pink. With every whoosh of air, I heard her sharp intake of breath and it emboldened me to go faster, harder, paying special attention to the area of her thighs that protected her sopping pussy lips. Her reddening ass cheeks satisfied my need a bit and I felt my own hips start to buck with every slap. Her breathing became raspy and her hips were writhing with pleasure but I needed to hear her voice.

Finally, she cried out, begging me to let her cum, "baby, please... please I need you..." I moved behind her and eased the tip of our toy into her. Easy clearly wasn't what she wanted - she pushed herself into me hard and fast, taking the whole dildo inside her and crying out. I grabbed her hips and pushed her back, spreading her cheeks as I watched the toy slowly disappear inside her. I felt her shudder and knew she had to be close. She rocked back and forth a bit, but knew better than to try to control the pacing a second time.

"That's my girl. You know you don't get to cum yet." Again, I slowly pulled out of her, then back in, still holding on to her hips to keep her from taking what she wanted. This time, when I was fully inside her, I reached around to pull on her chains while grinding circles with my hips before very slowly pulling her hips away from mine. She whimpered loudly and I caved - I just wanted to hear her.

"Tell me you're mine," I demanded and she complied quickly, her desperation mounting. That's what I needed. I released her hips and met her energy, thrusting hard and fast, watching her knuckles whiten as she cried out with the intensity of her release.

I unbuckled her ankles while watching her breathing return to normal, then removed the wrist restraints and my strap on. She turned to lay on her back, and I crawled on top of her, allowing her to wrap her legs around my waist. I removed the nipple clamps, the last remnants of the previous activity. Running my fingers through her hair, then tracing her chin and down her neck, I kissed her gently and pressed my body against hers. "Mine." I said simply, resting my forehead on hers.

"Always."