A/N: So this is just a piece of some original erotica of mine that happens to be BDSM. It's mild. It's what I like so I hope you can enjoy it as well.

After their family dinner was over, Wade Evans cleared the dishes while Isabelle, his wife, helped Kelly, their daughter, get ready for bed. After Wade finished up in the kitchen, he entered the living room to find Belle sitting on the couch, head back, eyes closed.

He smirked to himself as he crossed the room, “Tired?”

“A little,” she answered, eyes still closed. She heard something unlock, slide open then shut again.

“Kelly in bed?”

“Fast asleep.”

“You ready for bed?” Wade asked, standing above her. She smiled mischievously.

“Yes sir, Mr. Evans,” she said clearly as she felt something thick lay across her eyes. She put her head up and felt Wade tie, what she knew now was a blindfold on her. She couldn't see anything at all.

“Open your mouth,” he demanded. Isabelle did as she was told. Wade placed the ball gag into her mouth and looped the leather strap through the D-ring in the back. He walked around the couch and grinned when he saw the purple ball in her mouth. “Get up,” he said wrenching her off the couch. He pulled her over to the sideboard and unlocked the top drawer. He pulled out some red silk rope. He pulled her arms behind her back and wrapped the rope several times around her wrists then between her hands. When he was satisfied with her bonds, he turned her around, “walk. It's a straight shot.”

Isabelle took tentative steps forward, stumbling whenever Wade shoved her forward. She stopped when he pulled on her wrist bonds. She heard him jangling keys and then a door open. Wade pulled her toward him on the landing. He flipped the lights on and shut the basement door and locked it.

“There are seven steps then a right turn then four more steps,” Wade informed her. “Go,” he ordered. Isabelle took one step at a time. “Stop,” he said once they reached the bottom. Wade untied her arms and began to undress her. She had changed after work into a simple wrap dress. He untied the strings and pulled it from her body. He opened her bra and pulled it from her arms and then slid her panties down her legs and had her step out of them. He took her sandals off as well. Wade grabbed her arm and lead her over to the wall on the far side of the room. “Step up,” he said. Isabelle raised her leg and her foot found a stool. “Raise your arms,” he ordered and she followed her instructions. She felt the cold shackles fasten around her wrists, then she felt the stool move away. Wade reached up and removed the blindfold and ball gag before bending down and attaching shackles to both of her ankles; spreading her legs wide. Wade grinned at her devilishly as he turned to a table he had beside her spot on the wall. He grabbed his leather riding crop. It was 18” long and the popper on the end was about two inches wide. She gasped as he lightly slapped her left breast with it. “You like that?” he asked her. She was silent. He slapped her right breast harder than the left. “Do you?” Isabelle nodded. “I can't hear a fucking nod,” he growled as he snapped her pussy with the popper. “Do you like that?”

“Yes sir, Mr. Evans,” she moaned.

“Oh, you like that?” Wade asked as she snapped her pussy again.

“Yes sir, Mr. Evans,” Isabelle moaned again.

“Prove it,” he stated as he flipped the crop over and shoved her handle into her wetness. She moaned loudly. Wade fucked her with the crop handle as her body writhed against the wall she was shackled to. “Scream bitch. I didn't soundproof this room for fucking nothing,” Wade demanded as he jammed the crop handle into her faster and deeper. “You better cum for me,” he said as he began to play with her erect clit.

“Yes sir, Mr. Evans,” Isabelle screamed as he worked her body in to a frenzy. When she began to cum Wade continued to fuck her relentlessly with the crop handle; even through her aftershocks. When he finally stopped moving he slipped it from her and shoved it into her mouth.

“Suck it clean,” he told her. “I know you like the way your pussy tastes.” Isabelle did as she was told. When Wade was satisfied with how she cleaned the handle he pulled it from her mouth. She watched as Wade went over to the small deep freezer they had in the corner. He pulled something out and put it behind his back.

“Fuck!” she screamed as she felt him slid an ice cold glass dildo into her hot pussy. Wade moved it in and out of her faster and faster until she covered the dildo and his hand in her pussy juice. She moaned when he slid the dildo into her mouth for her to suck it. He pulled it from her mouth then unshackled her ankles and brought the stool back. He removed the shackles from her wrist and pulled her across the room.

Standing there in the floor was a tower. It consisted of a long pole on a tripod formation base for sturdiness. Wade turned Isabelle around and backed her into it. He shackled her into the ankle restraints; her legs about two feet apart. Then he shackled her arms behind her back then finally he fastened the neck restraint around her. He stepped in front of her and kissed her deeply, his hand kneading her breasts. He stepped away from her and removed his clothes. Her breath hitched at the sight of his herculean cock. He stepped forward again and without warning he slammed into her waiting pussy.

“You like this dick?” Wade asked as he moved in and out of her slick folds. She moaned. “I,” he slammed into her completely, “can't,” he slammed again, “hear,” he said crashing in to her again, “you,” he said as he pushed his massive cock to the hilt into her tight, wet pussy and held it there. “Now, do you like this dick?” he questioned again.

“Yes sir, Mr. Evans,” she shuddered in pleasure. Wade grinned and started fucking her again. He moved inside of her as fast as he could; feeling her walls grip and flutter around him. When he felt her about to cum, he slid out and she groaned at the loss. She watched as he added an attachment to the tower she was affixed to. She gasped in anticipation when he adorned the attachment with an electrosex wand. He plugged the wand into the wall then turned it on the lowest setting and she moaned at the vibrating pulse against her clit.

“You wanna cum for me?” he asked sexily.

“Yes sir, Mr. Evans,” she nodded.

“You gonna cum hard for me?” he asked as he turned the wand up.

“Yes sir, Mr. Evans,” she moaned as she began to grind her pussy against the wand's bulbous head.

“Don't disappoint me, bitch,” Wade said as he turned the wand all the way up on it's highest setting. He sat down in a chair in front of the forced orgasm tower and watched her grind her pussy against the wand. “I want to fucking hear you,” he said as he began to stroke his rigid cock. Isabelle watching him, began to grind harder and harder on the wand.

“FUCK!” she screamed as she continued to work her hips.

“Whose pussy is that?” Wade's husky voice asked as he gripped his cock and stroked the full length of it.

“Yours, Mr. Evans,” she shuddered out as an orgasm ripped through her body. “Fuck, fuck, yes!”

Wade feeling his balls getting heavy and his shaft throbbing, rose from his chair and stood in from of her as she kept grinding her dripping pussy on the wand. He stroked harder and harder until he finally erupted all over her breasts, stomach and pussy. Isabelle gushed cum all over the head of wand again and they stared at each other with total fulfillment in their eyes. Wade removed her restraints and pulled her into his arms.

“You ok?” he asked, brushing her hair out of her face.

“I'm perfect,” she smiled.

“Can you walk?”

“I'm good.”

“Alright, come on,” Wade said taking her by the hand. In the closet at the bottom of the stairs were two robes. He helped her into hers before he slipped into his own. He took her hand again and led her from the basement. He locked the door again before they headed upstairs.

Once inside their bedroom, he drew a bubble bath in their over-sized tub. He helped her out of her robe and into the tub. He discarded his own and got into the tub behind her. Isabelle laid her back against his chest and they both just lay there; spent.

“I love you, Wade,” she said breaking their comfortable silence.

“I love you too,” he said kissing the top of her head. He wrapped his arms around her tightly. “You're literally the coolest chick I know.”

“You better believe it,” Isabelle chuckled. She turned her head and captured his lips in a fiery kiss. Wade turned her around to face him and she straddled his lap. She grinned when they both gasped when he entered into her. They moved slowly and sensuously together. Locking fingers and eyes and reconnecting on an emotional level as equals. When they both had climaxed; she climbed out and then helped him. He let out the water before grabbing a towel and drying her body off. She did the same for him.

Wade helped her into a pair of cotton boy shorts and one of his t-shirts and she helped him in to a pair of flannel sleep pants. They climbed into bed and embraced each other.

“I love you, Wade,” Isabelle said her head against his chest.

“I love you too, Isabelle,” Wade said his head resting atop her head. “Go to sleep.”

“Goodnight, Mr. Evans” she chuckled, closing her eyes.

“Night, Mrs. Evans,” he laughed, closing his as well.