[smut alert don't read if uncomfortable]

Roselyn was already so wet but his sudden took of position let her moan even louder and she unconsciously tried to lift her back just to be grabbed by her throat and pushed her down to the bed so strongly that her body was bounced back and the bed creaked.

Roselyn shuddered seeing John's eyes' familiar redness but she wanted to be on top and tried another time to change the position by lifting her back once again and placing her arm over his shoulder but her strength was nothing compared to how mighty his body was.

John didn't like that, he was the one in control, "don't make me punish you." His voice was so hoarse and low that Roselyn shivered in curiosity, a giggle escaped from her lips but little did she know that it would just awaken his rough dominant side.

With him still, on top of her, his eyebrow arched as he slipped inside her so hard and violently that Roselyn immediately regretted having laughed at all. He reached a deepness he never reached before and pain overtook the pleasure.

If that was the punishment Roselyn couldn't complain but just bear the pain until the pain would eventually turn into pleasure.

"Punis…" Roselyn tried to say lifting her neck and back once again but before she could finish her sentence he pulled her hair back having Roselyn whimper as he gave another hard thrust.

"Don't say things you can't endure, love." His voice sounded so different like if he was mad but at the same time, the euphoria and curiosity in Roselyn's body grew as a knot on her stomach formed. She could feel his member so hard and prominent inside her that she felt like if she would dare to move it may break her. Her folds were swollen and her entrance although stretched was tight as not used to be stretched that much.

Roselyn bit her lips before trying one last time to challenge his will by trying to push him down the bed, John groaned at her desperate tentative. Couldn't he understand that HE was the one in control? She seemed to have fun in trying to get him mad. Was she curious about the punishment?

He slipped out of her having her intimacy release air and a white substance dripped down the bed.

'Why would he slip out if I haven't reached my climax yet?' Roselyn wondered but soon enough her doubts found their answer when he jumped down the bed and quickly reached the near wall to remove few chains from it as he kept his gaze straight on Roselyn.

He was going to punish her. He played with the chains by swaying his hands as he walked toward his wife.

Roselyn opened her mouth willing to ask him what those were for but he shushed her. "Shush." He said pointing a finger near her lips.

As he grabbed the chain and tightened it Roselyn spotted three leather cuffs one in the middle and two in the extremities of the chain.

Roselyn frowned, staring at that weird object handled expertly by John and for a fraction of a second Roselyn regretted having dared to oppose his orders in the first place.

But she couldn't protest anymore nor could she apologize, he warned her three times yet her curiosity and rebelliousness dared to threaten him anyway so he could do nothing but satisfy her desire and curiosity and punish her.

Roselyn quietly skimmed through the chain and the cuff that now John stretched for few seconds before climbing over the bed and grab Roselyn's ankles. She unconsciously opposed to his gesture and departed abruptly her legs from his grip but John's frown and glower were enough to change Roselyn's approach into a more obedient one and bring back her ankles in John's hands.

"Good girl," he whispered to her as he planted a soft kiss all over her ankles before slipping the bigger leather cuff through her head.

The collar was tight around her neck and Roselyn could barely swallow down, thrill of fear and terror ran toward her spine when she felt the grip of the collar almost hurting her.

She froze when her gaze followed John's hands who now gripped around her wrinkles as he lifted her legs to finally wrap the remaining two leather cuffs around her wrinkles as well.

The cuffs impeded her any movement and kept her legs stretched and her neck bent. If she tried to oppose and move her head the cuff around her neck gripped more leading her to regret her decision.

"Now you can't move." John said staring at Roselyn's puzzled facial expression, and receiving no reply he whispered, "I warned you."

He indeed did warn her yet Roselyn was quite concerned about how dangerous and painful the grip of the cuffs could be when John would enter in her.

Roselyn forced herself to swallow down and she could feel the veins of her neck pulsing for the extreme tightness that trapped her neck and impeded any movement, she was not used to that.

John pushed her down the bed and with her legs kept spread open by the chains he slowly entered in her once again.

Roselyn felt the urge to move in anticipation of his thrust but the chain and cuffs around her ankles impeded her movement allowing her a deep entrance and the escapement of a loud moan.

Roselyn could feel her neck tensing at each moan she took and the veins in her neck pulsing and bloating forming a red mark on her smooth pale skin due to the tightness.

Roselyn's breath quickened as John's thrust intensified and she wanted to wrap her legs around his back but again the cuffs weren't letting her, somehow shivers of adrenaline arose from her thighs when the v shape openness of her legs just allowed her the right inclination to fully enjoy the pleasure of being penetrated.

Her being unable to move allowed him to fully control any position and drive her body in the right position to allow both of them the most pleasuring deep penetration.

Few more thrusts were taken until Roselyn whimpered out of both pleasure and pain as he fully entered in her with his entire member and she began to feel tingling all over her legs.

John decided to remove the cuffs around her ankles and as soon as he did he grabbed her ankles now free and pushed her closer to him so close that Roselyn felt his whole member inside her and she automatically arched her back and moaned out intensely.

Her legs finally were free to move, and John stretched her leg toward his shoulder to get even deeper and keep thrusting inside and out synchronizing his groans with Roselyn's moans.