<p>Katie took her husband’s hand and said, “Come with me.”</p><p>Rowen was about to unleash an exhausted sigh when he saw the look on his wife’s face. She wasn’t dragging him away for an annoying task. She was dragging him away for something fun. He got up and smiled as Katie pulled him down the hallway and through the bedroom door.</p><p>“Will you do me a favor?” she asked while running a finger down his chest.</p><p>“Of course,” he said.</p><p>“Will you get naked for me?”</p><p>Rowen nodded and reached up to take his clothes off as quickly as possible. He couldn’t remember the last time his wife if 15 years had dragged him to the bedroom for sex and he didn’t want Katie changing her mind.</p><p>“Thank you,” Katie said as she played with his chest hair. “Will you lie in the bed for me?”</p><p>Rowen turned, pulled the covers aside, and hopped into their four post bed.</p><p>Katie approached with a smile on her face, gently opened the nightstand drawer, and pulled out a black satin sleeping mask. “Will you put this on for me?”</p><p>Rowen took the sleeping mask from his wife and hastily pulled it over his eyes, plunging him into darkness.</p><p>“I want to be a little but naughty tonight, Rowen. Will you do that for me?” she asked. “Will you let me be a little bit naughty?”</p><p>“Yes,” he said as his heart pounded. Katie had never really been naughty, despite his constant pleas for them to spice up their sex life.</p><p>Rowen heard the sound of something metal being pulled from the nightstand drawer and he tensed up. He wasn’t sure what his wife had in mind and he wasn’t particularly interested in suffering any sort of pain.</p><p>“I want to be in control tonight, Rowen, so I’m going to cuff you to the bed. Okay? Will you let me do that? Will you let me cuff you?” she asked.</p><p>“Absolutely,” Rowen said as his worry washed away. He loved that his wife wanted to indulge in a little BDSM.</p><p>He felt the cool steel of the cuffs around his left wrist and heard her cuff the other end to a bed post. She repeated the process with his other hand and both his legs, leaving him spread-eagled and feeling more vulnerable than he expected.</p><p>“It’s okay,” Katie said. “I’m not going to hurt you. We’re just going to have a little fun.”</p><p>Rowen instinctively pulled against the cuffs. He wasn’t really trying to escape, he just wanted to know if it was possible. He quickly discovered it was not. He wasn’t going anywhere until his wife decided he could.</p><p>“Do you remember that conversation we had a month ago, Rowen?” Katie asked as she ran her fingers up his thigh. “Well, I guess it was more of a fight. Do you remember that, Rowen?”</p><p>The tone of her voice made him a little nervous, in no small part because Rowen remembered the fight. He’d expressed his frustration with their sex life in a fairly poor manner by largely blaming his wife and focusing on the fact that she no longer dressed like she used to. He complained that despite having a great body she rarely showed it off, instead choosing to wear loose sweaters and baggy pants. He’d complained that it seemed like she was trying to repel him instead of being inviting, which would have assisted their sex life.</p><p>“Yes, I remember,” he said.</p><p>Katie’s fingers traced over his stomach, which was quite a bit larger than when they’d gotten married. During their argument she’d been quick to point out that he was quite the hypocrite for criticizing her clothing choices while he’d done very little to maintain his body, which was entirely correct. Rowen had gotten so lost in his own frustrations that he hadn’t bothered to consider that his wife might not have been enamored with the idea of putting in a great deal of effort to look good for a man that didn’t seem willing to put in much effort to look good for her.</p><p>“I’ve been thinking about that fight,” Katie said as she ran her fingers up his chest and caressed his face. “And I feel bad. I was so critical of you, and the truth is you were right. I don’t make as much effort as I used to. I always choose the more comfortable clothes over the clothes that look good. So I’ve decided I’m going to give you what you want. What you deserve, really,” she said.</p><p>“Really?” Rowen said.</p><p>“Absolutely,” she said. “In a way, I should be thanking you for talking to me about it, because you’re right, I do look good. I’ve stayed in great shape. I look better than most women my age and I look a lot better than most of our friends, if I’m being honest.”</p><p>“Yes, you do,” Rowen said as he smiled. “You really do.”</p><p>“I want you to stay here while I change into something, okay? I did a little shopping and I want to show you one of the outfits I bought,” Katie said as she patted his thigh and walked away.</p><p>Rowen heard the closet door open as he tried to imagine what his wife could be changing into. She was a little older now so she probably wouldn’t dress like she was in her mid 20s, but there were so many ways for a woman her age to look hot. He couldn’t believe his good fortune and he was amazed that their fight, which had been exceptionally unpleasant, had resulted in such a wonderful turn of events that promised to spice up their sex life in a big way.</p><p>A few minutes later Katie returned to the bedside and said, “There’s just one more thing I need to do.”</p><p>Rowen felt a cool piece of metal slide over his cock and balls. “What are you doing?” he said.</p><p>“There’s nothing to worry about, Rowen,” Katie said as she fitted what felt like a ring around his genitals. “This is necessary.”</p><p>“Necessary for what? What are you doing?” Rowen asked.</p><p>Katie took his penis in her hand and pushed it into what felt like a metal cage.</p><p>“Ow, Katie, that hurts,” Rowen said. “Stop. Please. What are you doing to my cock?”</p><p>“The first time is always the hardest,” Katie said.</p><p>Rowen thrashed in the bed but the handcuffs made it impossible to move. The blindfold made it impossible to see. He was completely at his wife’s mercy and she clearly wasn’t going to let up until she’d accomplished whatever she’d set out to do.</p><p>Rowen heard a quiet click and Katie released his genitals as she said, “There we go. How does it feel?”</p><p>“How does what feel?” he asked.</p><p>“Your cock, Rowen. How does it feel? Does it hurt? We can’t have it hurting. I don’t want to damage it,” Katie said.</p><p>“Katie, what the fuck did you do?” Rowen asked as he thrashed even harder against the cuffs.</p><p>“Rowen, if you answer my question I’ll take the blindfold off and let you see what I did. Now, how does it feel?” she asked.</p><p>“It feels heavy and kind of cold, but otherwise I guess it’s fine,” he said.</p><p>Katie lifted the blindfold off and Rowen stared down at his cock, which was encased in a small metal cage.</p><p>“What the fuck is that?” he asked. “What did you do?”</p><p>Katie smiled and leaned forward to show off her cleavage. Her big natural breasts looked absolutely splendid in a low cut red wrap top and what must have been a push-up bra. She wore a short, skintight white skirt with it and had put on a pair of high heels for the first time in what felt like years.</p><p>“You look amazing,” Rowen said as his eyes roamed over his wife’s body. It was the kind of outfit that would invite criticism for being overtly slutty or even trashy, but Rowen loved it. It was how she used to dress in their younger days and it was how she looked in his imagination when he fantasized about her.</p><p>“Thank you,” Katie said. “I feel amazing, too. I really do. I’d forgotten what it’s like to feel sexy, to be honest with you, so I really am thankful to you for that fight we had. It wasn’t pleasant, but the more I thought about it the more I wondered why I was working so hard not to feel sexy. It seemed like such a waste.”</p><p>Rowen looked between his legs again and then back up at his wife. “What’s with the prison for my cock?”</p><p>“That’s your punishment,” Katie said.</p><p>“My punishment?” Rowen asked.</p><p>“That’s right, Rowen. You were the epitome of a pigheaded male when you told me I needed to dress slutty for you. You thought if I put on a tight top and a short skirt our sex life would suddenly be hot again? Did you even consider doing a little work of your own, Rowen? How about doing a few sit ups? How about drinking a few less beers every week? You weren’t wrong, though. I was suppressing my sexuality. I was hiding my body, a body that I work hard to maintain. I’m not hiding it anymore. I’m going to show it off and the chastity cage is going to ensure that your dick doesn’t get to enjoy it,” Katie explained.</p><p>“Take it off, Katie,” Rowen said. “Unlock me right now.”</p><p>“No, Rowen. You’re staying in that cage until I decide you to get to cum, and if you find some way to unlock yourself I’m divorcing you. I’ve already had the papers drawn up. You’re going to accept your punishment and do your time or you’re never going to see this body again,” Katie said.</p><p>Rowen was about to argue further when Katie straddled him. Her skirt rode up to reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties. It also revealed that she’d shaved her pussy.</p><p>Katie saw him staring between her legs and said, “Do you like it? I’ve never shaved my pussy before. I kind of like it. It makes me feel like a pornstar.”</p><p>Rowen looked up at her with utter disbelief on his face. The woman sitting astride him was acting nothing like the woman he’d known for the latter half of their marriage.</p><p>Katie reached up, ran her hands through her dark brown hair, arched her back and began to ride Rowen like she actually was a pornstar. She moaned like she used to when they’d have sex, like she was thoroughly enjoying herself and well on the way to a great orgasm.</p><p>“Katie, fuck, it hurts. Stop, it hurts,” Rowen said as he felt a sudden pain emanating from between his legs.</p><p>“Awww, poor baby,” Katie said as she leaned forward. She kissed his neck and ground her pussy over his caged cock. She enveloped him in her wetness and Rowen groaned as the pain increased. “Isn’t this what you want me to be, Rowen? Don’t you want your wife to be a pornstar in the bedroom? Don’t you want me to sit on your cock and ride you like you’re God’s gift to women?”</p><p>“Yes,” he said. “Does that make me an asshole?”</p><p>Katie smiled and sat up again. She ran her hands over her breasts in the tight red top and then through her hair once more. “No, sweetheart. It makes you a man, and there’s nothing wrong with that. In fact, if you make it through your punishment I’ll be the woman you want me to be. I’ll be your pornstar in the bedroom. I’ll ride your dick and milk you with my pussy while I’m dressed like a whore. I’ll even cum on your cock. I’m not going to do it tonight, though. I’m not going to do it tomorrow now. I’m probably not going to do it this month or next month. A punishment isn’t effective if it’s not painful, right?”</p><p>Rowen thrashed one more time. He put all his strength into it. He tried to tear the bed apart, but all he succeeded in doing was making his wrists sore.</p><p>“Do you feel better now?” Katie asked.</p><p>“Not really,” Rowen said.</p><p>She leaned down and kissed him. He refused to engage at first. He wanted to show how upset he was. He wanted to punish her for trying to punish him. He couldn’t hold back, though. Her lips felt so good, and when her tongue brushed against them Rowen folded. He gave in. He opened his mouth. He kissed his wife. When she sucked on his tongue he groaned and felt that same surge of pain between his legs.</p><p>“I need you to know that I’m serious about the divorce, Rowen. The papers are on the kitchen table and I have copies. If you can’t be a man about taking your punishment our marriage is over. Do you understand?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” he said. He still planned on finding some way out of the cage without pissing her off, but he certainly believed his wife was seriously annoyed and might actually follow through with divorcing him if he angered her enough. Rowen knew he didn’t want that outcome. He knew Katie tolerated a lot from him. He knew he wouldn’t come close to landing someone as beautiful as her, and it seemed that there was a rather dirty side of her that she was ready to unleash if he was willing to suffer through the punishment she’d dreamed up for him.</p><p>“Good. I’m going to release you from the handcuffs and I’d like you to change into something decent-looking,” Katie explained.</p><p>“Why?” Rowen asked.</p><p>She climbed off of him, smiled, and said, “We’re going out.” She fixed her skirt, ran her fingers through her hair, and turned to the side to show off a truly mouth-watering profile view. “Don’t you want to take me out and show me off? Don’t you want to show everyone what a hot piece of ass you’re married to?”</p><p>He couldn’t tell if she was fucking with him or trying to get him to say something stupid, but he definitely wanted to do those things. The pleasure of it was significantly dampened by the cage around his cock, but he absolutely wanted to take his beautiful wife out and show her off.</p><p>“I’d like that, yes,” he said.</p><p>Katie pulled a key from the nightstand drawer, walked to the end of the bed, and bent over to flash her beautiful cleavage as she unlocked his feet. “I know what you like, Rowen. We’ve been married for fifteen years. Of course I know what you like. I’m going to give it to you. I’m going to let you take me out and show me off. I’m going to put my beautiful tits on display in a bar. I’m going to make sure every man your age is insanely jealous of you.”</p><p>Rowen couldn’t help but get aroused just thinking about it, producing a mild surge of pain thanks to the chastity cage.</p><p>Katie freed his other foot and crawled into the bed to straddle him once more. She leaned forward and he got a close up view of her breasts in the beautiful red top as she unlocked his left wrist before moving to the right.</p><p>“Are you going to be good for me, Rowen? Are you going to get dressed and take me out if I unlock you?” she asked.</p><p>Rowen couldn’t think of another option. Plus, he’d almost certainly have some version of fun if they went out.</p><p>“Yes, I’ll be good,” he said.</p><p>Katie turned the key and freed his wrist. As soon as he was free from the cuff Rowen reached up and grabbed her tits, only to be rewarded with a viciously painful slap across the face.</p><p>Katie glowered at him and said, “You said you’d be good, Rowen. Did I say you could grope me? Did I say you could treat me like a piece of meat?”</p><p>“You said you’d be my pornstar,” he replied.</p><p>“I said I’d do that once you served your punishment, Rowen. Don’t touch me like that again until I’ve given you permission. Do you understand?”</p><p>“Yes. Sorry,” he said.</p><p>Katie climbed off of him and said, “Get dressed.”</p><p>Rowen reached up to rub his face. There was some serious force behind the slap she’d delivered. Maybe she really was serious about punishing him.</p>