I sat back on the edge of the bed as Queen disappeared into the closet. A few moments later I heard her walk out and I sat up. My eyes widened as I saw her wearing black lingerie with matching thigh-high stockings. She gave me a seductive smile and walked over to me with her hands behind her back.

"Hi," she said in a small voice as she looked down at me.

I couldn't find the words to say so I shook my head in awe. I let my hands trail from her stockings to her exposed skin and finally to her panties. My hand snaked around her hip and I let out a large breath when it moved to her ass. On my knuckle, I felt something cold and metal, that caused me to look up at Queen.

"What is that?" I asked.

She gave me a bright smile and moved her hand in front of me. I smiled as I saw handcuffs dangling from her fingers and I stood up. She stepped back and moved her neck up to look at me and I bit my lip.

"You want to use those, Princess?" I asked.

"Mhmm, I do," she hummed happily.

"I'll put them on you," I said. I reached out to take it from her hands, but she took a step away from me and held her finger up.

"No, I'll put them on you," she corrected.

I raised my brows in surprise and looked at her. She was kidding, right? "I don't think I'm into that, Princess." I was never the type to be chained up, usually, I did it to others.

She smiled. "I had a feeling you'd say that but...you owe me my favor."

"From what?"

"I said yes to your proposal," she quipped.

"That's what we're going to do now?" I crossed my arms, looking down at her hopeful expression that made warmth flood through my chest. "Fine."

"Eeek!" She squealed excitedly. "I'm in charge. Let me change my persona." She scurried to the closet and came back a few moments later wearing one of my black suit jackets.

Her smiling and giggling were gone and she crossed her arms as she looked at me. "Strip," she commanded.

I was surprised at her sharp tone, but I swallowed a lump in my throat and did as she said. A few seconds later I was standing completely naked in front of her and her eyes drifted along every part of my body. She made no effort to hide it as she usually did and it made me wonder where my girl had suddenly disappeared to.

"Wha-"

"Did I say you could speak?" She asked.

I held back a laugh and spoke in a shaky tone. "You didn't say I couldn't speak."

"Don't fuck with me, Syn. I'll spank you," she said.

I could no longer hold it in anymore and broke out into a full-on laugh. The laugh was new to me and I was shocked as I heard myself. When I looked up at her she crossed her arms and looked at me seriously.

"What's funny?"

I cleared my throat and shook my head. I had no idea how she was staying this serious. I NEVER was the one to laugh more than her. "Umm...nothing."

She took slow steps toward me and the sound of her heels clicking echoed throughout the room. "Sana Cincinno," she chanted.

The room glowed with a red hue and I frowned. "What's that?" There weren't many spells that I didn't know and I was puzzled as to how she learned it before me.

"It's a spell that prevents sound from leaving this room," she said as she circled me slowly. I couldn't completely make out her features in the red room but I looked at her when she stopped and faced me. "Lay on the bed."

I followed her instructions as I fought every dominant bone in my body telling me to take control. She wanted this, so I'd give it to her. I laid my head onto the pillows and she came to the head of the bed. "Hands."

I held my arms out and she weaved the chain around a part of the headboard and my wrists. With a loud clicking noise they locked and I gently tugged them. If I wanted to I could probably break it, but I had a feeling she would be a bit upset at that.

She retreated from the bed and I watched her figure disappear into the closet once again. I had no idea what to expect from her as this was my first time doing something like this. I looked around at the red light in the room and my thoughts drifted to the parts of Hell that looked like this. That brought some comfort into my jumbled mind and I relaxed as much as I could while my hands were restrained. That's the first place I wanted to take Queen after we got married.

She returned to the room with a small box and set it on the nightstand. I almost asked what it was until I remembered she didn't want me speaking.

She pulled out a long black item and I furrowed my brows. "What's th-"

The item landed on my abdomen and created a sharp sting that made me groan. "It's a riding crop. And that was for speaking when I didn't say you could."

What the hell? The urge to take over and use these things on her increased, but I relaxed. Another, more controlling part of me wanted to see what she would do.

She pulled out another item from the bag and eyed it. "Hmm," she hummed as she lowered herself onto the bed. She held up the circular black item and slipped it onto my already erect member. I groaned as her hand made contact with it. She let her hand linger when she noticed my reaction but stood up again a few moments later.

Her hand disappeared into the mystery box once again and I heard the sound of a chain. When she pulled it out I groaned and shook my head. I knew what nipple clamps were, but I never used them and I wasn't excited to.

"My poor nipples," I said.

"Shh," she said and I rolled my eyes again. She placed the clamps onto my chest and I winced as I felt the cold pinching. Whenever I moved they somehow got tighter so I remained completely stiff.

Queen got up and looked back at the box in contemplation. After a few seconds, she looked back at me. "I don't think you want to use any of the rest of the things in here. At least not for you...unless?..." She pulled out an item and my eyes widened in shock.

"You better put that shit back!" I growled.

She giggled and set it down and I relaxed once again. I'd die before I let her use any of those on me. Queen sighed and removed my coat from her shoulders. I heard the clattering of her heels as she removed them and a few seconds later, she was beside me on the bed.

I closed my eyes as her tongue trailed along my abdomen and I involuntarily shivered. She flicked her tongue along my nipple and added pressure to the clamp and I groaned out at the intense feeling. Her mouth moved to my neck and she sucked and laid kisses in random places.

She lifted her head and looked down at me and my breath hitched. "Hi," she whispered.

I couldn't answer before her lips went onto mine and she kissed me slowly. My cock twitched as I savored her familiar taste. I could kiss her all day if she would let me. She pulled away and I was left dazed.

She grabbed a hair-tie from the nightstand and pulled her hair into a ponytail. I watched her as she trailed her hand along my thigh and a few moments later, her hand was at the base of my cock.

Her hand wrapped around me and she pumped her hand up and down my length and I threw my head back and tried to control my breathing. I was usually a lot better at it but I couldn't help the erratic breaths she was making me take.

My eyes widened as I felt her tongue along my lip. Her warm mouth enveloped my head and I groaned as she moved down my shaft. The item she placed around my penis began to seem like it was getting tighter around me and I felt my cock pulsating.

I don't know what it was today, but she woke up and decided to torture me in the best way possible.

I bobbed my head up and down as my tongue swirled around his length. I felt him writhing underneath me as he tried his best not to move and my heart fluttered.

With a loud groan from him, I tasted him in my mouth and sucked the remnants away. He was breathing heavily but to my surprise, he was still hard. It may have had something to do with the toy. Cleo didn't tell me how to use any of it. She just gave it to me as a wedding gift and all she told me was, "Never let sex become boring."

I didn't think sex with Syn could ever be boring, but I was curious to try the toys. I looked at Syn who still had his eyes shut and I figured we might as well have a happy ending.

I removed the item from his erect dick and it hardened more at my touch. He let out a loud groan and I straddled myself over his length. Using my hand, I gently guided him to my entrance and slid down slowly. I winced as I took in his large size but after being on top for a few moments, I adjusted.

He left out another moan when I removed the clamps on his chest and I smiled to myself. Syn closed his eyes again as I rode him and I took the chance to let myself go. I laid my hands on his chest and moved up and down.

Syn shivered underneath me signifying his release and I became undone at his movements. The sensation at my core built up to an increasingly escalating high and I moaned as my hips jerked.

"Fuck," I moaned as I came. After taking a few calming breaths I looked down at Syn to see him watching me and suddenly my confident and dominant side completely disappeared.

I got off of him and winced as my feet hit the cold floor. Even though the stocking covered my feet, it was freezing. I looked at Syn nervously and he raised a brow. "Are you going to do something to me if I uncuff you?" I asked.

He gave me a lazy smile and shook his head. "I would never do anything to hurt you."

"That's not what I asked," I whined.

He remained quiet and I hesitantly walked toward him. I felt like a sheep walking toward a lion and we all know how that story goes. I unlocked the cuffs and Syn removed his hands from it.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Mhmm."

"Are you mad?" I questioned again.

He looked up at me and sat up. Within seconds he was standing and looking down at me. I froze in anticipation of what he might do. He took a step toward me and I took one back.

To my surprise, he didn't take another step toward me. Instead, he turned towards the box and pulled out an item. "Lay down, Princess. It's my turn."

Fuck.