Beth and Reid - Chapter Five - Sex Stories

Beth and Reid - Chapter Five

... table, angling it away from the bed so it cast a soft but reflective glow throughout the room. He began to meticulously take out each item of her toy box and lay them on the desk, one by one. ‘Clothes off, slut,’ he commanded without looking at her. Beth tugged her dress over her head and removed her bra, then hesitated. ‘Heels on or off?’ she queried quietly, wondering if she would get in trouble for asking. He turned behind to glance at her, as if appraising. Beth resisted the impulse to cover herself. ‘On.’ he answered decisively, returning to his unpacking. Beth now saw the contents of her toy box laid out in plain sight and felt her toes curl in excitement. The only thing missing was the riding crop. Being that it was too long to fit in the wooden box, Beth had stashed it at the bottom of the suitcase underneath all the clothes. Reid now dug it out and held it up to the light to examine it closer. Made of braided black leather, it was about three feet long from handle to tip and had the classic folded flap of leather at the end. Though traditionally created to urge horses on with a quick flick, riding crops had definitely been appropriated by the BDSM community. Reid swung the crop through the air experimentally a few times, testing the heft and elasticity of it. The whistle it made as it sliced through the air made Beth quiver in fear and anticipation. Seeming satisfied, a charged look shot in Beth’s direction, he placed it at the end of the row of toys and walked the ...

... few steps to stand before her. Still dressed in his full suit he looked imposing and controlling, magnified by Beth’s nakedness before him. He stopped and ran the back of his hand lightly over her throat and the rise of one breast, gently, teasingly. He felt Beth shiver under his touch. He brought the hand up to lightly cup Beth’s chin and looked into her eyes. ‘If at any point you want me to stop, for any reason whatsoever, you need to use your safe word.’ His face was earnest and Beth alternatively felt trepidation and lust, knowing that what was coming was surely going to test her limits, but also love and appreciation at his concern. She nodded to show she understood. ‘Yes, Sir,’ she answered clearly, surprised that her voice came out as steady as it did. They had discussed safe words and Reid had asked Beth to choose one. After thinking over hundreds and not finding any that didn’t seem weird or awkward to say out loud Beth had decided to stick with the basics and use the fairly common colour code many newbies adopted. Green for fine, yellow for slow down or stop and red for stop immediately. She hoped that their use would never be necessary, and also wasn’t sure if she was prepared to do anything dangerous enough to require them, but it was better to be safe than sorry. She also felt that Reid took comfort in the knowledge that she had them at her disposal, making him less conscientious about his role as Dom. He nodded, satisfied that Beth understood. He walked back to ...