Casey's emerald eyes dilated to the size of saucers when she saw the strap on. As her gaze traveled upwards, it met Olivia's smirk head on. "You know, if I didn't know any better, I would swear you and that thing are joined at the hip," she quipped with a playful wink.

Olivia chuckled. "Flattery will get you nowhere, my dear." She crawled up onto the bed and made sure the handcuffs were secure around Casey's wrist. Casey knew her wife was thinking about the time, years ago, when she had somehow managed to loosen the cuffs when Olivia wasn't in the room (though if someone were to ask her how she did it, she would have no idea). "You know you're a bad girl," the older woman said as her fingertips traveled across Casey's flat stomach. "Bad girls deserve to be punished. Right?"

"Yes, Olivia," Casey murmured as a shiver of excitement ran through her body in response to Olivia's touch. It felt...electrifying.

"If you recount your crimes, I may consider having leniency on you. But that depends on what you admit to having done."

Casey sighed, biting her own bottom lip thoughtfully. "I assaulted a police officer, I evaded arrest, and I also seduced said cop."

"And?" Olivia prodded.

"And I obstructed justice by leaving a false trail."

Olivia smiled. She seemed satisfied with the answers Casey had given her. "Well, I was thinking about giving you leniency. That is, until you admitted to having seduced an officer. That is a very naughty crime. Very naughty, indeed." The brunette reached for the lamp next to the bed and dimmed the lights. "I sentence you to an entire night in my custody. If you behave, I'll let you go. If not, well, we will have this discussion again then, won't we?"

"Yes, Olivia," Casey murmured through partially gritted teeth. God, the older woman really knew how to drive her insane at times.

Olivia smiled and kissed her passionately, forcing her tongue past her lips and into her mouth. As Casey moaned softly, instantly arching against her, Olivia pinned her against the bed and slowly inserted the toy into her. Casey broke the kiss, letting out a little whimper of surprise. Olivia bit her. "Behave yourself," she warned. Having finished speaking, she kissed the younger woman again, more forcefully this time. Her hands rested on Casey's wrists, which Casey found to be quite unnecessary, seeing as how she was already handcuffed. Meanwhile, the brunette's body had her pinned to the bed.

"Olivia?" Casey asked quietly, looking into her wife's beautiful chocolate brown eyes.

"Yes?" Olivia responded.

"Are you mad at me?"

Olivia's brow knitted in confusion. "No, baby, I'm not mad. I thought you said you like it when I dominate you in the bedroom."

"I do," Casey replied quietly. "But you seem mad tonight."

Olivia smiled softly. "I'm not mad, sweetie. Quite the contrary, actually. I'm happy as a clam."

Casey giggled. Olivia's words made her feel much better, because she knew that the only time Olivia used cliches was when she was either super drunk or super horny. "Okay, then. Carry on."

"Oh I have your permission now, do I?" Olivia asked, laughing. "You're silly, baby," she said as she pressed her lips to Casey's once more. She began to move the huge toy inside of her, rocking her hips in a rhythmic motion.

Casey felt like she was in heaven. She was all alone with the woman she loved in one of the most beautiful places in the world, and she was receiving undivided attention. That, combined with the feel of the toy inside of her, was an incredible feeling. They quickly slipped into their own special rhythm. The room was almost silent, except for Casey's quiet moans of pleasure and Olivia's low panting. It wasn't long before Olivia had penetrated Casey with the entire toy, and her thrusts gradually became harder and faster. The closer Casey got to her breaking point, the louder her moans grew, and the more she fought against the handcuffs. She wished desperately that she could tug on Olivia's hair, but that was clearly impossible tonight. "Olivia," she whimpered, meeting Olivia's gaze.

Olivia nodded, understanding the cue that the redhead was trying to give her. She moved her hands to Casey's hips and continued to move inside of her, this time harder and faster, until Casey cried out her name and succumbed to an extremely powerful orgasm. Whimpers became moans, and moans became screams, until she was screaming louder than she ever had before. Olivia continued her thrusts, gradually slowing down, and, when Casey had collapsed beneath her, she slowed and finally withdrew from inside her. Seeing Casey close her eyes, Olivia brushed a stray red curl out of her wife's face. "Case, honey, if the cops show up tonight, I'm blaming you."

"It's your fault," Casey murmured breathlessly, her heart beating so rapidly that she wondered if it was trying to escape her chest. "When they ask what was going on in here, I'll tell them my wife is very talented at using giant strap ons."

Olivia rolled her eyes, laying down next to her. "Nine inches isn't exactly giant, sweetie."

"Oh no, not at all. It's just three quarters of a ruler, but nope, that's not huge at all."

"But you're able to take every inch," Olivia said, propping up on her side and gazing into Casey's emerald eyes.

Casey smiled softly. "I guess I got used to it..maybe. I don't know, babe, I don't know how stuff like that works. But I do know that I never was able to handle that much until being with you, so maybe it is possible to work up a tolerance or something like that."

"Well, either way, I love you more than anything in the world." Olivia kissed her gently on the lips. "You're my princess, my baby, and the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. I'll never stop loving you."

Casey moved closer to the older woman and laid her head on her chest. "And you are my queen, my sexy cop wife, and the woman I wouldn't trade for anything in the world. I'll never leave your side again, I promise."

"I hope not," Olivia murmured, kissing the top of Casey's head. "I love you. Never forget that."

"I love you too," Casey murmured, already falling asleep. Having gotten too comfortable in Olivia's arms, she hadn't even noticed that Olivia was still wearing the strap on.