Beth and Reid - Chapter Five - Sex Stories

Beth and Reid - Chapter Five

... the table of implements and picked up a small bag with a drawstring top, which rattled dully at his touch. He unlaced the string and dumped the contents out on the desk, at least two dozen wooden pegs. Beth had bought them on her shopping spree, originally coming in a pack of fifty that Beth had then halved, thinking fifty may have been overkill. In her reading she knew that pegs were used on submissives to pin erogenous zones, the pain driving them often into subspace and then increasing as the pegs were eventually removed. She watched as Reid now picked up a handful of them and stepped towards her. Without preamble he began to apply pegs to her breasts in quick succession, giving Beth very little time to acclimatise to the feeling and quickly overwhelming her senses. He began by applying a peg to each nipple, then four around the circumference of each areola, then six more radiating outwards on each breast. Beth’s breathing had quickly increased and she was now panting, each peg biting into her flesh only causing her to breathe harder. Without even realising it Beth had begun to groan softly, mewling grunts that left her body as the pegs clinched malleable skin and nerves. She glanced down at the pegs and thought that she bristled like a porcupine, the pegs quivering with each breath and her heart pummelling against her chest. This was the most pain that Reid had ever inflicted on her and Beth was amazed and disturbed at the profound effect it was having on her senses. She ...

... felt liquid warmth bathe the inside of her thighs and again felt slight alarm at how quickly her body responded to painful stimuli. Her legs teetered on her four inch stilettos and she feared she may collapse. Reid stood back to observe her adorned breasts and to watch Beth’s reaction. She felt shame course through her at his inspection and thought how she must look. Panting, moaning, naked, pegged. Waiting patiently to be used and fucked like a toy. Worst of all was she wanted him to continue, yearned for him to keep hurting and pushing her. ‘Lie down across the bed.’ he instructed. Beth walked on unsteady feet to the side of the bed and lay herself lengthwise across it, so that her head just touched the opposite edge, all the while keeping up a litany of small moans and grunts as the movement caused the pegs to jiggle as she walked. ‘Do you like the feeling of those pegs on your tits?’ he asked conversationally, returning to the desk and grabbing more objects. ‘Yes, Sir.’ Beth sighed, as she very much enjoyed the gnawing sensation of the wooden pegs grasping her flesh. With every breath they tweaked and tugged minutely, sending electric currents throughout her body towards her cunt. He walked around the bed to her where her head lay and slipped a blindfold over her eyes, blocking out the soft light in the room and cutting off her sight completely. It was soft black silk, simple but effective and with no sight to add to her senses Beth was more able to focus on the feelings ...