*I'm trying something a little different for the very last chap. Features BDSM, instead of the usual 'we use cuffs sometimes'. Don't like, just skip this chap..*

"Hey, how was work?" Linda smiled at her husband.

"Weird."

"Weird?"

"Yeah. We went to this weird sex-trafficking underground club or something like that. There was this lady who was in this dominatrix outfit, and she had a guy on a leash, like a dog. He was also in a diaper."

"Ew. I mean, I like bdsm as much as the next guy, but what is that? Sadism?"

"Something like-" Danny looked at Linda, a bit surprised. "You like all the parts of bdsm?"

"Yeah, except for sadism. I mean, bondage, been there, done that, lotsa fun. Discipline, spanking, not so weird. Don't like sadism, and- what's the other one?"

"Machoism."

"What's that again? Isn't that, um, y'know, male dominance?"

"No. BDSM is bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and machoism. And machoism is finding pleasure in pain."

"Oh... Well, the B, Ds, and that one S is fun."

Danny looked at her, a thought crossing her mind.


Linda wasn't quite sure how she ended up like this. She was lying on the bed, her hands cuffed above her head- an occurrence every once and awhile. But blindfolded? Her sight had never been restrained before; and Danny- he wasn't doing anything to help her case. His fingers ghosted over her body as he whispered dirty things in her ear. She whimpered, desperately needing to touch him.

Danny didn't know why he hadn't talked Linda into this before, because he found it a lot of fun. The fact Linda Couldn't see or do anything really drove his male-dominance part of the brain very insane.

Linda whimpered again and started grinding against her husband. "Danny..."

He stopped and put his hand on her hip, "you better stop that, or you won't be getting any."

Linda pouted, and wanted to argue, but she remembered the ground rule: Danny was in charge. "Yes, Danny."

"Good girl." He ghosted his finger on her right side, following a rib to her middle section. He hovered his finger down her abdomen, and right above her curls, bringing out another whimper.

Linda was getting frustrated, although she was on the brink of a high. She tried to hold off as long as she could, but the entire experience was just too much for her. She felt Danny's finger hover over where her leg connected to her hip, over her curls once again, and down her femur.

Danny smiled as he watched his wife shake, moaning his name and babbling incoherent words. Once she was finished, he shook his head. "You came, and I've barely even touched you!"

"See how much you turn me on?"

"I see." He smirked, satisfied with himself.

"Damn that nasty smirk of yours!"

The detective chuckled, "you can tell-"

"Yes, I can tell you're smirking. You always smirk after you make me cum."

He heard the slight bit of annoyance in her voice. He couldn't argue with that, so he hovered over her once again. He nibbled her ear as he talked dirt to her once again.

Linda tried to move her leg around Danny, but she couldn't lift it all the way. She moaned again, a mix of frustration and arousal. "Danny... touch me. Please?" She desperately begged, getting no response.

Truth be told, Danny was a little bit frustrated, as well, but he ignored it. He wanted Linda to suffer, which she certainly was. He took his finger and let it hover over Linda's nub, getting a frustrated sigh. He paused, thinking if he should be extremely mean. He quickly decided against it, wanting to have his release. Wait a minute. I want her to completely suffer...

Linda lifted her head when she didn't feel the ghosts of his fingers anymore, or him, for that matter. She so desperately wanted more, confused as to why he stopped. She struggled against the cuffs, not caring how it burned her skin. "Danny, touch me."

"You know the rule," Danny told her, sounding far off. "If you asked for more, you wouldn't get any."

"But- but, Danny!" Linda wined, wondering what the hell she had gotten into.

"You knew the rule. Now you're gonna stay there for a while and think about it."

"But-" she heard him walking around, then the noise stopped. She struggled against her confines, desperately needing to finish what Danny had barely started.

Danny hadn't gone away; he was standing in the room, arms crossed, watching his wife struggle. He watched her move her hips as she rubbed her thighs together, seemingly trying to get rid of the aching inside her. She bit her lip, whimpers coming from her mouth. What Danny wouldn't give to hear her thoughts...

He just up and left! I can't believe he just up and left! That bastard! That no good, dominant, sneaky... sexy... incredible... hard... So close... Linda's toes curled, her senses ready to pop. "Get your ass back in here, Reagan!" She yelled, hoping to get her husband back to her.

"What about the rule?" He strode to the bed, arms still crossed.

"I don't care about the freakin' rule! I broke it, so spank me!"

"Actually..." He hovered over, gaining an exasperated "finally!"

"Not so fast." He quickly unlocked the handcuffs, "turn over. On your knees and elbows.

Curious, Linda obeyed, she felt the handcuffs click to her wrists.

"Don't move." Danny instructed while he walked to the closet. He was going to need one of her scarves for this. He came back and tied the scarf to the cuffs, then the bed.

The blonde wondered what the heck he was doing, not sure if she was angry at herself or incredibly pleased for agreeing. She smiled when she felt Danny's hands on her bum, rubbing up and down. She knew what was coming, and was excited.

With each smack of his hand, the detective got harder. And with each hard smack, the nurse cane closer to another orgasm. She moaned and groaned, lunging forward with each loud pop!. Her thighs and bottom were bright red by the time she collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily.

Danny chuckled softly, rubbing her red skin. "I'll let you calm down. But there'll be more."

"More?" Linda breathed out, resting her head on the pillows.

A few minutes passed before Danny maneuvered his wife again, this time on her back, still handcuffed. He rubbed the small nub, and continued with his normal ministrations, until he couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh!" Linda sighed happily as Danny slid into her. She ground her hips again, getting no objection. The handcuffs burned her wrists, and she felt like her entire body was on fire. Since both of them were very aroused, they had their highs quickly, both at the same time.

Once they got the feeling back in their bodies, Danny took the cuffs and blindfold off Linda. A huge sigh came out of her, her chest rising and falling.

"Man! You are a mean person!" Linda complained, the skin in her wrists raw, stinging from the air and sweat.

Danny gently took her wrist, rubbing it softly. "Did you like it?"

Linda opened her mouth to answer, but hesitated. "It was different. And different is good, but... I really like touching you, y'know? And it was complete torture not being able to do that. And not being able to see... well, that was just evil."

"So... you didn't like it?" He looked at her, her face set in question.

"Every once in a while, I'd like it. Like, maybe, for the major holidays?"

Danny nodded, "just a question, which part did you like?"

"Oh, I liked the dirty talk part. I liked all of it, but it was so, incredibly slow!"

Danny laughed, "I know." He kissed her cheek, "I love you."

"I love you more."

"I love you most." He kissed her lips, both tired and sedated.

Linda closed her eyes as Danny slowly rubbed her wrists where the handcuffs had worn the skin down. "Danny?" She turned his head towards him. "I'm glad I married you. We really are living a happily ever after."

"Yes, we are. I'm glad I married you, too. Every day, I fall more in love with you."

Linda smiled and snuggled into his side. "I fall in love with you, every time you walk through the door, and you're okay, and in my arms again... good night. I love you, so, so much."

He kissed her forehead, smiling. "I love you too."


That's the end! Hope you enjoyed it! I really enjoyed writing chapters that have nothing to do with each other, so there will be a next book, most likely up today. It's called You Are On My Mind