175. Chapter 175

After The Mistress Always Spanks Twice, Again

By

UCSBdad

Disclaimer: Spank me if you will, but I'll always deny I own Castle. Rating: M Time: See above and below.

Author's note: Okay, this should be entitled Before, During, and After The Mistress Always Spanks Twice.

2009

"My safe word is apples." Castle said as he was led away, smiling all the while.

Detective Kate Beckett was furious. Not only had Castle fooled her and stolen her case notes so he could pursue his own stupid idea about the case, but he was taking nothing seriously. Being arrested for theft and obstruction of justice was serious. It wasn't one of his idiotic, sophomoric pranks like stealing a police horse while nude.

Worst of all, Kate was sure he'd get away with it. Of course, Castle is the mayor's friend. Montgomery will probably get a call from the mayor telling him that Castle's little escapade was just high spirits. Montgomery would have to let him go and Castle could go on with his life. And he'd have a nice story to tell all of his playboy friends about how he'd humiliated a hardworking cop. I can just see Castle talking to his drunken friends about how he'd fooled me. Knowing the size of Castle's ego, I'll probably end up as one of his conquests when he tells the story.

Kate was seething as she walked out of the library, happily watching Castle do a perp walk out of the library. It would have been better if Castle had acted like he was doing a perp walk. Instead, he was acting like he was proud of his foolish prank. Prank, hell! It was a crime.

He wants bondage? I'd be happy to give him some bondage. She imagined Castle handcuffed in the holding cell. I'd bend him over and spank him. I wonder if I should use a Taser on him. That would teach him.

Beckett smiled at the thought and then frowned. No! That's the difference between Castle and me. I respect the law, he doesn't. I could never do that.

But it is fun to think about it. She smiled again.

2010

Look at him, staring at her. Some leather clad dominatrix looks down her nose at him and he's fascinated. Really, he can't take his eyes off of her. I have to wonder if Castle could have a real relationship with a woman. Is he so into fantasy that he can't perform unless the woman he's with is a fantasy herself?

But I really can't see Castle as a submissive. His ego is too big for him to let some woman dominate him sexually. No, Castle would be the dominant in any relationship with a woman.

Kate smiled to herself. I can just see Castle and Lady Irina. Oh, she'd go along with it, all right. She's in this for the money and Castle has plenty of that. I can just see Castle dressed from head to toe in skin tight black leather. I do have to admit he has the body for it. She'd start by trying to dominate him, but he'd take charge soon enough. She'd find herself flat on her back in no time. Castle would be pulling that zipper down and getting his hands on her boobs. I wonder if those are fakes. Probably. You have to give the customer what he wants.

She imagined Castle and Irina making love. He'd have her out of that silly costume in no time, and have her legs spread for him. She'd be begging for it. Castle would make sure that would be part of the deal. "Please, master Rick. I need you! I need you inside of me. Now! I beg of you."

Kate shook her head. I'll never understand Castle. Sometime he's such a great guy and sometimes he's such a total asshole. I should quit trying to figure him out. It's enough that he's a good partner. That's all I need.

2011

Kate walked into her apartment and slammed the door. Hard. "Damn it! How could I have said that?"

We were locked up and cuffed together and I told him that he'd better not be enjoying himself while we were trying to push that damned chest. I lay in bed at night and wonder what it would be like to have Castle enjoy my body. I wonder what his body would be like. And then I say something stupid like that.

She walked into her bathroom and stripped, running the hot water in the tub at the same time. She stopped and looked at herself in the mirror. He'd enjoy this body. I have a good body. My boobs are only average, and they're not as perky as they were in my twenties, but I have great legs and…She turned around and looked over her shoulder…I have a great ass. She smiled at herself. And a good face as well. Castle would love to have me in bed.

She stared at her reflection. "No, Castle wouldn't just love to have you in bed, Kate. He loves you. He told you that. And everything he's done for the last three years proves he loves you. Why the hell can't I just admit it? I love Castle. Castle loves me. But I'm terrified of losing Castle and having my heart broken. I'm terrified of failing my mom by concentrating on Castle. I don't have room for both of them in my life."

I just wish he'd grab me, tie me up and fuck me senseless. I wish he'd stand there with all of my defenses in ruins and tell me that we were a couple and that we always would be.

I should talk to Dr. Burke about Castle.

2012

Beckett was nearly in tears as Castle stood there in the holding cell. She could see Gates and the officers who would take him to the Tombs out of the corner of her eye. She pushed him back in the holding cell where Gates and the rest couldn't see them and quickly kissed him. "I'm not giving up. Don't you give up either, Castle."

"Not a chance. But if this doesn't work out…"

"No!" She whispered fiercely. "Don't even think about it. I'm not losing you and you're not losing me." She leaned in, gently rubbing her boobs against his chest. "In another couple of days you're going to be back with me in your loft. I'm going to chain you to your bed and ravish you within an inch of your life. Everything and anything that you've ever wanted, I'm going to do. No limits. Think about it."

"The only thing I want is to have you with me. Everything else is secondary." He said with a smile.

"Detective Beckett!" Gates said sharply.

""Remember, Castle. Always." She whispered.

"Always."

2013

She was soaking wet when she got into the car. The pouring rain made the Manhattan night darker than ever.

"Did you walk here or swim?" Castle asked.

"Both." She said, her teeth chattering. She turned on the engine and turned the heater all the way up.

He pulled her across the seat and onto his lap. He ran his hands over her body. "Beckett, you're freezing. Don't you have a blanket?"

She shook her head.

"Let me get my jacket off." He struggled to get the jacket off and keep her on his lap. When he finally got it off, he started rubbing her head to dry her hair. Then he worked on her torso.

"I'll have the driest boobs in the city the way you're going." She said.

"You don't like this?" He teased.

"You know I hate it when you try to pamper me or spoil me." But she smiled when she said it.

He slid her handcuffs from her belt. "Maybe if you couldn't fight me off, I'd have a better chance of properly spoiling and pampering you." He waved the cuffs in her face.

"Dry boobs aren't so bad, I guess." She reached under her drenched sweater and unclasped her bra, then pulled the sweater up. Her nipples were stiff with both the cold and with passion. "I wonder if there's a nice warm mouth somewhere for these?" She asked.

She sat up straight on his lap so her boobs were at his mouth. He gently sucked one boob into his mouth and licked all around her nipple. She put her hand behind his head and pushed the boob into his mouth as far as it would go. She moaned into his ear. "That's so good. So good."

He ran his hand up and down her jeans clad thigh. He undid her belt and then the button on her jeans. She levered herself up and pulled her zipper down, then pushed her jeans and her panties down.

"I haven't made out in a car since I was a teenager." She whispered.

"Me either. I'm starting to be afraid your dad will see us."

She giggled, but still managed to push one leg out of her jeans. Then she went to work on his pants. "Oh! You are so ready aren't you?"

"Always." He pulled her close. "How could I possibly not be ready for you?"

She moaned again as he entered her. He pushed in and out of her, slowly, but passionately, keeping time by lightly patting her perfect ass. "This is better than a blanket." She whispered. "And I don't think you'll need any cuffs for this."

She climaxed just as she felt him come inside of her.

"Perfect." She whispered.

"You're prefect." He whispered back. "But we should get you back to the loft."

"Shower?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

2014

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He looked down at her, sprawled naked on their bed. "You hate not being in charge. Not being in control."

Kate smiled as she looked up at the man she so loved. "I want to do this because I do hate not being in control. I want to see what it's like."

She rolled over and he cuffed her hands behind her back. He took the blindfold and tied it over her eyes, then rolled her over on her back. He settled himself between her wide spread legs. "You know there's no way I could spank you or do anything to hurt you. I love you too much."

"I know. And I love you, too."

He gently kissed her lips, and ran his hands through her long, chestnut hair. She opened her mouth, but he refused to slide his tongue into her mouth and when she tried to push her tongue into his mouth, he moved to kiss her cheek.

"Rick! Please."

She rubbed her boobs against his chest and lifted her ass off of the bed, rubbing against him. "Please, Rick."

"Torture, isn't it?" He teased.

"Yes. I want you so badly. I need you. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"You'll never have to find out." He promised.

Be began kissing her boobs, first one and then the other, seeing how much he could take into his mouth. Then he pushed them together and sucked on both nipples, flicking them with his tongue.

"So good, Rick. So good."

He pulled his mouth off of her, causing her to groan in frustration. "No. Don't stop."

He moved down her body, being careful to start at the bullet wound between her breasts, then tracing the surgical scar that ran down her chest to her stomach.

"No, Rick. I hate that scar."

"And I love it. I love every part of my sexy, desirable, and hot wife."

He gently licked her belly and then moved to her mound. He ran his tongue up and down over her slit and then blew on her, causing her to shiver. He gently bit her clit and licked all around it.

"I'm getting close." She murmured. "Not too long. "

We worked his way back up her body until once again he was kissing her. This time he slid his tongue into her mouth and taste the familiar sweetness of her. He eased his erection into her, pushing all the way into her and not moving for long seconds. She began to move her hips up and down and he then moved with her. They climaxed together and he relaxed on top of her.

"Want me to take the blindfold and the cuffs off?"

"No. Just hold me. Don't stop holding me."

"Never."

2020

"Johanna! What are you doing to little James."

"Han'cuff him, Mommy. Like you an' Daddy do."

Kate blushed furiously as her husband roared with laughter.