Control

"Control"

Chapter One: The Game's Afoot

John Black sat in his office at Basic Black. Unable to get his wife, Marlena Evans out of his mind. They had both been preoccupied lately with work and other commitments and hadn't spent much if any time together in recent weeks. Their sex life, what there was of it, was reduced to whipping off a quickie before collapsing. But tonight was going to change all that, tonight they would spend time together and reconnect, he would see to it. John glanced at his watch it was nearly three o'clock, there wouldn't be much time to prepare everything, he would have to work fast. He called in reservations and orders from the office. He buzzed his secretary, canceling the remainder of his appointments, informing her he would be out of the office and out of reach for the next several hours, with that he was on his way.

He made the necessary stops along the way, some taking a little longer than others but he arrived at the penthouse ahead of schedule, with everything in tow. John set to work immediately arranging and coordinating, he took a quick hot shower, his mind still formulating tonight's events. He checked the time, four fifteen, time to call Doc. He sat down on the bed wrapped in just a towel and hit the number on speed dial for her office as he waited patiently for the secretary to answer. He looked down to see that he was already pitching a tent, just thinking about her.

Marlena sat at her desk, trying to concentrate on her work. The file in her lap failed to keep her mind from wandering to thoughts of her husband. To his soft warm lips, his hard chest, his strong arms, her mind wandered lower; a slight grin appeared on her lips before she was abruptly sn frn from her reverie by the intercom. "Doctor Evans, it's Mr. Black on line one." Marlena removed her glasses and leaned forward, depressing the button, "Thank you Amanda. Did you finish typing those letters I gave you earlier?" "Yes, Doctor Evans, I finished them some time ago." "Alright, thank you. You can leave now, I think I can handle it from here." "Thank you and goodnight Doctor Evans." "Goodnight Amanda."

Marlena pulled her earring off and smiled, John must have sensed she was thinking of him, placing the receiver to her ear, "Hi, sailor." "Hey, pretty lady." "I was just thinking about you." "Really?" "Uh huh." "Just what were you thinking?" John tried desperately to sound coy. "Well, I was thinking that it's been far too long since we spent any real time together." "Ah, great minds think alike." "Really?" "Uh huh." Marlena giggled. "What time are you leaving your office?" Marlena glanced at her watch, it was four twenty one, "I need to finish reading and dictating this file before I leave, I'd say around five." "Okay, leave at precisely five o'clock, not a minute before, is that clear?" Marlena felt a quiver come over her at the tone of his voice. He sounded so forceful and demanding, she recognized the tone. "Is that clear?" His bark jarred her back to reality, "Yes, yes sir perfectly clear." "Good girl. Once you're here, I think you'll know what to do." She could hear the grin in voice. Then he was gone.

Marlena hung up the receiver with an unsteady hand. Great! If she couldn't concentrate before that phone call, how on earth was she supposed to now? Her pussy began to throb and grow wetter with the thought of him. She buckled down and got through it somehow. It was six minutes to five when she finished, remaining at her desk, not daring leave before the designated time. Her mind raced with thoughts of what John had planned for this evening. She knew that tone he'd used with her on the phone and it only meant one thing, that tonight he was in control.

John finished drying off and dressing, he wanted to look bes best tonight. He dressed entirely in black. Combed his hair, wishing he'd stopped off for a quick trim. He was getting a tad bit shaggy. He cleaned up and prepared the bathroom for her to use next and he went back into the bedroom, putting the finishing touches on everything. It wouldn't be long now until she was here and she as his. His cock stirred in his trousers, he rubbed it a little, telling himself to be patient, not to give in to either himself or to her. He wanted to make tonight last as long as possible.

She shivered both from excitement and a little from fear. Fear because of the last time they'd played this little game, when she had been the one in control. Goose pimples danced over Marlena's skin as she remembered how she had tortured and tormented him. Teased him endlessly, relentlessly until she had John so frenzied he ripped every piece of clothing she had on trying to get them off her, he went at her like a savage beast. Gosh that was hot, she giggled to herself and then looked at her watch again. He'd warned her that when the tables were turned, she would most assuredly pay for her torments. She tingled from head to toe and could feel the wetness beginning to soak through her panties, her hands absent-mindedly roamed over her breasts; she could feel her nipples even through her jacket. Five o'clock on the dot, she scooped up her purse and briefcase and dashed out of her office.

Trying to obey the speed limit and traffic laws was difficult for Marlena as she sped to the penthouse in her little black Mercedes. She pushed the button to the elevator repeatedly, as if it would make it come any faster, she laughed to herself how John always chided her about it. At last the doors opened and she got in and closed the doors. She paced impatiently in the elevator as it slowly made it ascent, she never remembered it taking this long before. Finally she arrived and stepped out, keys alrean han hand and hurried to the door.

Once inside, the downstairs was dark except for the lighting along the stairs, immediately she kicked off her shoes and pulled off her earrings. Marlena's O factory senses where hit with the distinct smell of roses, her eyes caught sight of something on the floor, Rose pedals. There was a trof tof them leading up the stairs, she smiled and followed the line up the staircase and straight to their bedroom door. She paused for a moment listening, but she heard nothing. Slowly she turned the doorknob and peered inside the room. Several candles made a warm, soft glow. Romantic music played softly in the background.

She slowly entered, closing the door behind her. Looking around Marlena didn't see John anywhere. She called out tentatively, "John, honey, are you here?" No answer. Suddenly she felt his hot breath against her neck, as his arm curled in front of her holding a glass of champagne. "Sip this, relax and stand still, I just want to look at you for a moment." His words were lin eln electrical impulse coursing through her body. She sipped her champagne and tried her best to stand still, she couldn't see him, he must still be behind her, she could feel his eyes on her. She wished he would move to where she could at least see him, this was driving her crazy knowing he was behind her, looking at her and she wasn't supposed to move.

John knew that staying out of her line of sight, with her knowing he was looking at her would be almost too much for Marlena to bare. His cock was hard as a rock now, he had to resist the temptation to just throw her onto the bed and fuck her brains out right now. No, no, he had to get control of himself, tonight he was going to pay her back for her cruel taunting, bring her to a frenzy of lust and desire and have her on her knees begging for it before he was done with her. The thought of her on her knees, begging to be fucked made his cock throb even more, he fought to ignore it, for now.

He had been silent for so long now, she wondered if he was still there. She started to turn her head to look and see, when he growled into her ear, "I said to stand still, are you disobeying me?" Marlena snapped to attention, "No, sir." He still stood behind her so that she couldn't see him smiling. "Oh, I think you were deliberately disobeying me." He moved in closer to her ear and spoke softer, "I think you will need to be punished for that infraction." He heard her gasp softly. "But later, now I have other plans for you precious. I want you to keep your eyes forward and I want you to strip for me." Marlena her her knees growing weak and hearcingcing, "Yes, sir."

Even though what she really wanted to do was, to rip off her clothing, fall at his feet and beg him to fuck her she wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. She could play little games of her own, she began to slowly undress, taking her time, teasing him. John stood behind her, he knew she what she was up to and he would have none of it. He was in charge tonight, he called the shots not her. He grew impatient with her and reached out and smacked her hard across the ass, "Faster." John loved being in control of her, having her jumping through hoops if he so desired and tonight he desired that and more from her.

Marlena squealed, gasping in shock. She moved more quickly now, she knew she wouldn't get away with anything tonight, he meant business. She would simply have to take whatever he gave her and enjoy it and she would too, despite all the torture she was about to endure. As the warm of her ass cheek began to resonate outwards and her clit throbbed even more. She loved it when he was demanding and forceful. Soon she was unhooking her bra and tossing it on the chair along with the rest of her clothing. She could hear his breathing behind her, it was more rapid and shallow now, and she could feel his eyes as he gazed over her naked form before him. Slowly she moved her silk panties down over her hips, wriggling ever so slightly to give him a little show, she heard him groan and clear his at aat as she stepped out of them.

"Be still." His voice was in her ear again. Marlena could barely stand, her legs trembled beneath her, her nipples standing proudly erect in the cool air. She forced herself to focus her eyes ahead. She knew he wanted to look at her. After a time she heard him moving and she caught sight of him moving around for a frontal view. His arms folded across his chest, his eyes scrutinizing and dark he slowly walked all the way around her, like a predator stalking it's prey. She could feel her juices further down her inner thighs, her pussy ached and her clit throbbed. Now John was behind her again, out of sight.

Another long silence, she quivered as goose pimples rose and receded everywhere across her flesh. "Go into the bathroom and take a shower. Powder, perfume, blow dry, whatever you need to do. You have exactly twenty minutes and I’m timing you." His hand made contact with her ass cheek, giving it a light swat and pushing her in the direction of the bathroom. Marlena went inside, shoot John a naughty little grin as she disappeared behind the bathroom door.

Chapter Two…..coming soon