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Beth and Reid - Chapter Seven

New toys, new tests, new tortures...

Beth squeezed her legs together in anticipation.  The plane touched down and as the pilot throttled back, the roar of the engines filled the cabin and the vibrations of the plane reverberated through Beth’s core. She couldn’t help but break into a huge grin.

It was her anniversary.  Now married thirteen years Beth and Reid had managed to score an entire weekend kid free!  They had chosen Melbourne for the trip away and were planning to eat, drink, and - as far as Beth was concerned - fuck like bunnies.  She had been anticipating this trip for weeks and couldn’t believe it was here!

In her suitcase she had packed the embossed wooden box of her sex toys and, despite a fleeting irrational fear that airport security would somehow be alerted to her vibrator, ropes, butt plug and lube tucked discreetly away under some clothes, they had now landed without incident and Beth couldn’t wait for the day to begin.

~

They wandered aimlessly.  Melbourne was renowned for art and culture and arm in arm they took in the boho alleys filled with street art and the scent of coffee.  It was early winter and Reid wore a grey blazer with a maroon scarf and Beth thought he looked sexy as hell, the touches of grey in his beard and temples giving him a ‘hot-for-professor’ vibe she found quite alluring.  Beth herself sauntered through the streets in a leather jacket and tight jeans, black knee-high leather boots finishing her look of sophisticated winter chic.

After checking into the hotel and dumping their luggage they had left to explore the main streets of Melbourne and Beth was impressed with the food and overall atmosphere of the city.  They had hopped on a tram much to Beth’s delight and did a full loop of the central CBD.  They now meandered through back streets, though after a while Beth became aware that they weren’t just exploring and that Reid seemed to be looking for something.  She started to pay more attention to their surroundings. It was apparent only a few minutes later that Reid had had a destination in mind.  On a side street not far from where they had gotten off the tram they rounded a corner and came to the side entrance of a sex shop.

Beth blushed but also felt a thrill tingle up her spine.  Clear now that Reid had been leading her here all along, he shot her a mischievous grin, Google Maps obviously his co-conspirator. She hesitated only a moment before entering after him, her pulse suddenly racing. 

She had only been to a sex shop once with her friend Ally who had helped ease her gently – but with much joking at her expense – into the BDSM lifestyle.  It was where Beth had bought her riding crop – which she had unfortunately been unable to fit in the suitcase – and the butt-plug that lay nestled in the toy box back in their hotel room. She pushed through the plastic curtains and into the main showroom floor.  A young man with a man-bun stood behind the front counter but on seeing a couple walk in, left them on their own for the moment for which Beth was grateful.

Reid came up beside her and tucked an arm around her waist inside her leather jacket, squeezing her waist firmly.  He leaned in close to her ear.

“Whatever you buy in here now, I will use on you tonight,” he whispered, making Beth’s heart leap with excitement. Though it only lasted a moment, as she realised that it was up to her to choose what she wanted him to use on her, what turned her on.  Just like the porn he had made her pick, this was another test, another way to make her expose her whorish needs to Reid while he watched on silently.  She breathed deep and tried to be annoyed with him but instead had to appreciate his slyness.  She looked around.

A modern store, its walls were adorned with a boggling array of sexual aids.  Beth scanned the space quickly, taking in the displays.  There seemed to be a system to the outlay of the merchandise.  Pornography lined one wall in neat rows, both DVD’s and magazines, though Beth wondered mildly that hard-copy porn could hardly be profitable these days with such easy access to streaming services.  She wandered further in to the store, beginning to look closer at the shelves, keenly aware of Reid trailing behind her silently, his eyes registering everything she touched and looked at.

Another corner held what seemed to be role-play gear.  Naughty nurse outfits, she-devil horns, French maid.  Beth screwed up her face as she found them a bit tacky. She moved on.  She kept an eye out for black leather, rubber, red velvet, those indicators that the store held a BDSM section, but it appeared this store was very ‘mainstream’ and Beth tried to not be disappointed. She reached the back of the shop and almost the entire back wall of the store held a profuse number of vibrators and dildos.  Beth stopped and stared. She had the weirdest feeling that it looked familiar and suddenly stared giggling.

“What?” Reid asked, surprised at her reaction.

“It looks like an Apple store!” She chuckled.  Reid frowned and then turned to look at the display then broke into a smile too.  The sleek, silicone coated sex toys did indeed look like the newest displays at an Apple store.  Clean white boxes with simple, silver stamped labels.  Some devices came attached with remote controls and white cords reminiscent of iPhone earbuds.  Reid whispered in her ear conspiratorially.

“Careful, the guy at the Genius Bar is watching us!”  Beth giggled harder and shot a glance at Mr. Man-Bun who was watching them out of the corner of his eye.  Her smile quickly fell however when Reid’s hand came up and laid gently on the back of her neck.  An innocuous gesture to an outsider, Beth felt and saw the change come over him.  He looked at her, all former mirth gone.

“Focus.” He ordered.  Beth sobered and did as was told, returning her gaze to the sex toys before her.  Thinking back to her one and only vibrator tucked in the toy box in their hotel room, she realised she had been severely limiting herself.  ‘Mr Buzzy’ was a simple silver sheath, with the only feature being adjustable speeds ranging from mild to… slightly less mild.  Her eyes bulged a little at the vibrators she saw before her. The variations in size, shape, textures, colours and features had her more than a little bewildered and she stepped forward to begin reading the details on the packaging.  She lost herself for some time as she read the boxes on how each device would deliver the best orgasms of her life and blah, blah, blah.  The whole time Reid stood back and watched her like a hawk.

She found one that she liked the look of as she recognised it as a ‘rabbit’ style vibrator, with a penis-shaped clear silicone shaft and an extra ‘sticky-out’ bit at the top.  She knew that the pretence was that the shaft stimulated her on the inside while the ’ears’ of the rabbit vibrated against either side of her clit. Ooo! Waterproof! She read on the box happily as her current tendency to squirt made her worry occasionally that Mr. Buzzy would eventually electrocute her snatch.

She turned to look at Reid, box in her hands, ready to ask what he thought and the look in his eyes made her go weak.  While silent, Reid had been anything but disinterested and the smouldering look he gave her made her want to return to the hotel as soon as possible.  She became brave and instead of asking for permission, tucked her new rabbit under her arm, thoroughly decided.  The look Reid gave her was one of approval…. and anticipation.

As they left the store, Beth suddenly realised something. “Oh.” She said softly, a little sad.

“What?” Reid asked.

“What about Mr. Buzzy? I feel bad for replacing him after so many years of loyal service.” Reid couldn’t help but chuckle, but the look in his eyes was shadowed.

“Oh, it’s fine. There is a place for Mr. Buzzy too…”

~

Beth showered.  They were headed out for a fancy dinner tonight and Beth had jumped in the shower first, luxuriating in the endless hotel hot water and lack of nagging kids screaming questions through the shower screen.

She was just rinsing shampoo out of her hair when she heard the shower screen open.  Without warning, she felt Reid’s strong hand grab her by the back of the neck and push her roughly into the corner of the shower, pressing her face up against the cool shower tiles with unexpected force.

Taken aback but not alarmed, Beth waited, her heart suddenly beating faster.  Using his feet, Reid kicked her legs apart, widening the gap between her thighs.  With her face pressed firmly against the shower tiles, Reid’s sure grip ensuring she was not able to turn her head or move in the slightest, she could do nothing as she felt a rigid, foreign object forced between her legs from behind.  She realised with a start that Reid held her new vibrator – waterproof thankfully – and was working it into her unexpecting cunt.

Beth started panting and lifted her legs slightly to give her new toy easier ingress to her rapidly lubricating cunt. Without worrying about being gentle, Reid forced the length of her new vibrator all the way inside her and Beth couldn’t help but groan.  Comparable in size to Reid’s own cock, it filled her nicely and she felt the prongs of the rabbit's" ears find the crevice towards the front of her body and nestle themselves comfortably on either side of her clit.

Without giving her time to get used to the feeling Reid began pumping the vibrator in and out of her body, her cunt becoming slicker by the second.  Beth moaned.  It felt so good, and he hadn’t even turned it on yet!  As if reading her mind she felt the vibrator come to life inside her as Reid switched it on.  Beth’s moans sky rocketed instantly as the powerful rabbit put Mr Buzzy to shame and Beth felt herself nearing orgasm almost immediately.  Reid continued to slowly plunge the vibrator in and out of her now juicy gash, her hot cum mingling with the steaming water that continued to pour out of the shower.  The rabbit ears teased at her clit as it moved away and back again with Reid’s ministrations, keeping her from reaching orgasm immediately yet she felt herself nearing nonetheless.

Concentrating on the feeling of the vibrator Reid fucked her with, she felt him come closer behind her, now placing his forearm across the back of her shoulders and pushing her even further into the shower wall, slowly beginning to crush the breath out of her lungs.  She felt his cock at her back and his lips at her ear.

“You better not be trying to cum yet, whore.”  His words made her spine tingle, even as she struggled to draw a complete breath.

“No, Sir.” She gasped.  Though she didn’t know how she could possibly stop herself if he continued to fuck her pussy with the vibrator the way he already was.

“Do you like your new toy, slut?” He murmured huskily in her ear.  Beth tried to nod in answer but still could not move, pinned helplessly by Reid’s muscled forearm.

“Oh, yes, Sir.” 

“Tell me what you like about it?”

“I like the way you fuck me with it, Sir.” Beth panted.

“You do, do you?” Reid pushed it again all the way in and Beth felt it drive forcefully against her cervix.  She groaned.  Rather than pull it back out however, Reid instead began to grind it in circles deep inside her.  A different sensation altogether, Beth whimpered in pleasure.  With the rabbit ears now in full contact with her clit, Beth felt her orgasm climbing swiftly.

“Oh fuck, Sir! I’m going to cum, Sir!” She cried breathlessly.

As if in defiance of his own previous warning, Reid ground the vibrator even harder against Beth’s cunt, her wails intensifying.  Reid knew her far too well though and when her cries stopped altogether, her breath held knowing that her orgasm was about to come crashing upon her, Reid ripped the vibrator from her clenched cunt and left her pinned against the shower wall to writhe in thwarted desperation. Her breath now a squeak, Beth could do nothing but sob silently at Reid’s treatment of her. 

The sudden release of his arm from her shoulders nearly caused Beth to slip to the floor but she caught herself just in time, her legs like jelly under her.  She breathed in a deep breath and tried to recover her composure.  She heard a door close and turned to see that Reid had left the shower and the bathroom altogether, almost as if he had never been there if it weren’t for the now aching emptiness of her cunt. Beth thought fleetingly of rubbing her clit to make herself come as she had been so close but immediately thought better of it.  He had told her not to come and so she would do as he said.

She was sure he would reward her for it later.

~

They walked home from dinner, their hotel not far from the restaurant they had just eaten at, her heels clicking softly as they strolled. Dinner had been great. Armenian! Beth had never had Armenian food and she had loved it.  They walked hand in hand in the cool Melbourne night air.  Beth shivered.

She wore a black skirt – sans underwear as instructed by Reid – and the breeze lifted her skirts gently to caress the inside of her thighs.  Her butt-plug again nestled snug inside her, she admitted to herself that her shivering was not due in total to the cold breeze.  While walking quietly, her mind was a jumble of lurid images, the butt-plug massaging her insides only adding to the lasciviousness of her thoughts.  What would he do to her tonight? What would he make her do?  There were still so many things they had yet to try!

It was with her thoughts so distracted that she blindly followed Reid into a dark alley.  She looked up as the shadows of tall buildings either side of them cast them both into deep shadow.

“What…? Did we make a wrong turn?” Beth asked with a slight frown and turned to look for Reid’s confirmation, expecting to see him getting out his phone to check Google Maps.  She instead saw him let go of her hand and lean casually against one side of the alley wall, hands in pockets, watching her.

“Lift up your skirt.”

Beth exhaled slowly.  This was it. Reid her husband was gone and instead, had left Reid the Dom in his place.  She realised that she was staring and hadn’t responded to his instruction.  She glanced around.  The alley was deserted, though they were only about three steps from the footpath.  It was dark, but not so dark that Beth could not see the stony expression on Reid’s face at how long she was taking to follow his command.  She took a deep breath.

Turning to face Reid fully, her legs slightly apart, she ran her hands along the tops of her thighs, partly to stop them shaking, and partly to begin gathering the fabric of her skirt into her now sweating palms.  She continued to ruck up the material of her skirt, keeping her eyes on Reid while he watched her implacably.  The skirt was now just covering her sex and brushing the curve of her ass cheeks and she paused, her eyes darting to the street they had just come from.  If anyone was to walk past them they would both be clearly visible.  She steeled herself however and lifted the skirt higher, exposing her cunt to the cool night air and feeling the breeze against her bare ass cheeks.

She clenched her cunt and ass at the feeling of being so exposed and felt the butt-plug jump inside her. She stood there. Skirt around her hips, her creamy flesh seeming to glow in the dark.  She waited for further instruction but Reid just stood silently watching her.  With another cool breeze, Beth shivered as she realised the chill in the air was cooling the slow, unctuous trickle of cum that had begun to leak down the inside of her thighs.

She waited.  Seconds felt like hours as she stood there, waiting.  Beth could hear the pounding of her own heartbeat in her ears, which was why she at first didn’t hear them coming.  With mounting horror, Beth realised that the distinct sound of footsteps was quickly approaching where she and Reid waited, her vulgar display clearly visible to anyone careless enough to glance in her direction.

They neared closer. Beth began to tremble.  She stared at Reid waiting for a command, a reaction, anything!  He didn’t budge.  The footsteps were so close now and Beth new that at any second she would be revealed as the whore that she was to a complete stranger!

She didn’t move.

Reid’s gaze held her as firmly as any rope and she kept her skirt raised above her hips, her weeping cunt and plugged ass on full display for the approaching local to view.  Before she knew it the footsteps were right outside the alley! She refused to look away from Reid and she sensed the stranger – a man, she guessed from the heavy tread – walk past them.  A faint glow illuminated the both of them for the briefest of seconds as the man had seemed to be texting and walking at the same time.  Beth waited a good five seconds after he passed before releasing the breath she hadn’t realised she had been holding. 

She was given little reprieve however as Reid was quickly upon her, grabbing her roughly by the shoulders and slamming her hard against the wall, fingers suddenly thrust into her bare cunt.  Beth had to stop herself from screaming in surprise, shock and lust.

“Did you like your little performance just now, slut?” He growled in her ear, biting her neck for emphasis. “Do you like being my pet whore?” He bit her again, harder this time, his fingers pounding at her drooling gash.  Beth wanted to scream, to cry out in ecstasy. With Reid’s fingers jammed inside her, he pushed at the walls of her cunt and the butt-plug in her ass wriggled and shifted with every thrust.  She threw her arms around his neck and lifted herself fully off the ground, wrapping her legs around his waist and spreading her legs whorishly. 

Reid bent his head to kiss her, his tongue deep in her mouth, his beard scratching at Beth’s soft lips.  He devoured her.  With his mouth on hers, her moans of pleasure were muted, but not for long, as Beth felt herself nearing the orgasm she was denied earlier.  She broke off the kiss.

“Sir,” she whispered breathlessly, “Can I come, Sir?”

Reid’s fingers stilled inside her and Beth felt immediately cheated.  He leaned back to look her in the eyes, dark pools in an already shadowed face.

“You can come,” he began, but before Beth could feel triumphant, he added a catch.  “But you need to do it yourself.  You need to fuck yourself on my fingers.” He finished.  He gave the three fingers buried deep inside her a slight wiggle for emphasis.

Beth felt her face flame in the darkness.  She was at odds with herself.  On one hand, she wanted to come so bad, having been left unsatisfied for hours, but on the other, she baulked at the notion of rutting up and down on Reid’s immobile fingers like some kind of bitch in heat.  She didn’t want to have to make the decision and wiggled her hips slightly in an attempt to get Reid’s hand moving again.

He was like stone.  She realised now that this was another test, another pushing of her boundaries.  If she had lifted her skirts to the world only minutes before, would she now do this?  Beth’s last shred of dignity left her as she knew the answer immediately. 

Of course she would.

She began slowly, using her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as leverage to lift herself slightly up and then down again.  The fresh gush of hot, clear liquid that exited her body with the action only served to deepen Beth’s shame more, as evidence that fucking herself on Reid’s fingers was exactly the sort of thing that turned her on.  She moved faster, rising up and then thrusting her cunt down hard against Reid’s waiting fingers, over and over. She looked into his eyes, not wavering as her actions became more and more frenzied, relentlessly pounding her streaming gash onto Reid’s unmoving fingers again and again. She moaned loudly, beyond the point of caring if someone heard or saw her.  She felt it.  As torrents of cum gushed out of her with each thrust, Beth felt her elusive orgasm peaking.

“Oh fuck, Sir!  I’m coming, Sir!” she gasped.

“Come for me, you dirty fucking bitch.” He growled in her face.  “Grind yourself on those fingers like some fucking animal.  Fuck yourself like the desperate cum slut that you are!”

With Reid’s taunts in her ears she did just that and came with an animalistic growl, her hips bucking and cunt twitching around his fingers, cum dripping from hand to wrist.  Lost in the high of her orgasm, she buried her face in Reid’s chest and felt him pull his hand from between her legs, instead wrapping them both around her and supporting her, the strength now gone from her arms and legs.  After a few moments, with Beth still breathing heavily, Reid gently helped her to stand, her legs a little wobbly under her. 

She looked up to smile in gratitude, expecting to see her husband return the expression, however was surprised to see the hardness in his face.  Reid the Dom was still very much in control and that was when Beth realised that the night was not over, and it had only really just begun.

~

Beth had trouble remembering the walk back to the hotel from the alley.  Her mind was too busy.  While still feeling the rush of endorphins from finally being able to come, she also felt anxiety over what the rest of the night would entail.  She was also strangely disappointed.  She had already come once tonight, what if the build-up, the anticipation did not make her experience tonight as… fulfilling as they had been other times Reid had fully taken on his Dom role?

She worried that by being greedy and making herself come earlier, she had cheated herself out of greater pleasure later.  For the first time in what felt like a lifetime they had the time, privacy and freedom to really indulge in the type of BDSM play Beth craved and she had to go and spoil it all by coming too soon like a… well, like a cum slut.  That thought at least made her smile ruefully.

They arrived back at the room and before Reid could command her otherwise, she went to the toilet as she felt like tonight was going to take a while and wanted to not be interrupted.  She tended to her needs, in the process being vividly reminded of the butt-plug that was still very much wedged inside her.

She exited the bathroom to find Reid shirtless, barefoot, and wearing only grey sweatpants.  He stood before the bed, arms relaxed at his sides, a single lamp in the corner casting the only light in the room and throwing Reid into deep relief.  Just behind him on the bed – now denuded of covers – were the neatly arranged objects from her toy box.  The sight of her blindfold, rope, cloth gag, and pegs all made her heart leap in her chest.  She spied Mr. Buzzy lying on the white sheet, looking quite small and sad as next to it lay her new rabbit vibrator, pride of place in the middle of the arrangement.

“Take off your clothes.”

It was said quietly, but with a vehemence that set Beth’s skin to tingling.  She did as instructed, whipping off skirt, top, bra and heels. 

“Lie down with your arms above your head,” he continued.

Beth wanted to leap the distance to the bed from where she stood in her eagerness to do as he said, her cunt already slick with renewed desire, however she managed to surprise herself with a stately walk instead.  She lay in the centre of the bed, raising her arms above her head, causing her breasts to stretch and jiggle invitingly.  Reid watched her and she saw the desire simmering in his eyes as he looked at her.  Perfectly in control however, he picked up the blindfold from the end of the toy display and slipped it easily over her eyes, blocking Reid and the room from view.

Beth inhaled deep.  Being blindfolded was always an immediate trigger for her Zen.  There was something about having her sight taken from her, of feeling the anticipation of not knowing what would happen next, but having complete and utter trust in that lack of awareness.  With a sigh like she hadn’t exhaled in a lifetime, Beth felt her Zen descend upon her like a mist.  To a person who had never experienced it, sub-space was near impossible to put into words.  That higher plane of consciousness, almost like an out-of-body experience, consumed her.

She bathed in it.

Like a drug, the sedative-like effect of her Zen soothed her.  She felt the firm but gentle touch of Reid’s hands as he began wrapping rope around her wrists.  Oddly, despite her Zen so calming and peaceful, as the rope bit into her flesh and he pulled her arms tight against the headboard, Beth’s heart began to pound in her chest and her juicy cunt seeped between her thighs to the pristine sheets below her.  A contradiction to be sure, but a delicious one at that.

She let herself be restrained, her arms now stretched crucifixion style either side of her and the rope wrapped around the bedhead.  Unable to move, she waited patiently, her ears becoming more sensitive to sounds.  She felt Reid come near her and hands began to caress her breasts.  She sighed with pleasure, Reid’s hands determined and purposeful on her body.  She felt rope draped across her chest and expected it to travel to tie her ankles the same as her wrists but was surprised when Reid began to loop the rope around a breast.

Beth’s breasts were generous and Reid took advantage of that fact now by wrapping the rope thrice wise around her right breast, then moving to do the same to the left.  Her breath quickened.  So far Reid had only used the rope to restrain her, this bondage of her tits was new.  The rope serving as a tourniquet, Beth felt the pinching of the rope a new sensation that drew her attention.  Unlike the pegs which pinched delicately like tiny jaws, the rope around each tit caused an overall ache, dull yet pervasive.  Not tight enough to constrict blood flow completely, they were however very secure and unable to slip off even if she stretched and breathed deep.

She felt herself slide deeper into her Zen.  The combination of sensory deprivation and pain seeming to melt her.  She floated. Aroused, yet content. Peaceful, but highly aware of the sensations coursing through her body.

“Knees up!” he barked at her.  She jumped at the sudden command, but did as ordered.  She slid her bare feet against the smooth sheets and brought her heels up towards her ass cheeks.  She knew that the motion now left her cunt and plugged ass open to view at Reid’s leisure and she felt the heady mix of shame and desire add to the already intoxicating cocktail of her Zen.  She felt him begin to loop the rope around the tops of her thighs and around the front of her shins, effectively making her unable to unbend her legs for the duration of their session or until he decided to release her.

It was then that Beth realised she was becoming light-headed.  With each new addition to the scene, Beth’s breathing had increased in anticipation, almost to the point of hyperventilating.  Trying to ignore Reid for a moment as he finished tying off her other leg, she focused on calming her breathing.  It had been so long since they had done anything this elaborate that Beth was drunk on the sensations.  She slowed her breathing and tried to remain focused.

Now finished with the ropes, Beth felt Reid kneel before her on the bed, between her thighs and in front of her splayed cunt.  She felt his hand come between her thighs.

“You’re so fucking wet,” Reid marvelled, his hand cupping the entirety of her sex.  “Whose cunt is this?” He asked, his voice hard.

“It’s yours, Sir,” Beth answered automatically.

His hand moved to pinch the end of her plug where it jutted from her body and gave it a light tug.

“Who does this ass belong to?”

“It belongs to you, Sir.”

“You know I’m going to make you scream tonight, don’t you, slut?” As if to give his words weight, he pushed two fingers inside her aching cunt and Beth arched her back off the bed in pleasure, straining against the binds that held her wrists and causing the rope around her tits to pinch delectably.

“Yes, Sir. I do, Sir,” she moaned.  Reid’s fingers began to pound her weeping hole, harder and faster and Beth felt the oncoming surge. 

“Are you going to gush for me again, slut?  Come on, bitch, I wanna feel you squirt all over my hand.” He growled.  Beth had no trouble complying and as Reid’s fingers kneaded her insides roughly a hot jet of cum gushed out to soak his hand.  He did not stop however and as Beth moaned louder and louder, wave after wave of cum lapped over his hands to soak the bed where he knelt. 

“You are such a dirty fucking slut, making such a fucking mess, aren't you?”

“Oh fuck, yes, Sir. I am, Sir!” She wailed as renewed torrents flooded the bed where she lay.   Reid removed his fingers from her throbbing pussy and began to tease at the plug in her ass.  He alternated tugging and twisting it around inside her, teasing at the opening of her ass to watch her involuntarily clench around it.  Beth moaned at the sensation.

“Do you like it when I play with your asshole?” Reid mused.  It was clear that he was planning to take his time tonight and let her torture drag out.  He seemed unhurried and a small corner of Beth’s mind marvelled at his self-control.

“Oh yes, Sir,” she breathed in answer.  She was past feeling embarrassed about how much she enjoyed anal play, at least when her Zen freed her to do so.

“Would you like me to fuck your ass tonight?”

“Yes please, Sir.” She nodded emphatically.

“Hmm, eventually.” He agreed casually, the implication that he was far from finished with her.  “But first, I believe I said I would make you scream.”

Beth shivered in anticipation as she felt Reid shift on the bed, coming closer to her face.

“Open,” he instructed and Beth opened her mouth eagerly, equally expecting cock or gag.   Reid chose gag and she felt the cloth gag placed between her jaws and she lifted her head slightly to allow Reid to tie is securely behind her head. “Now you can scream as loud as you want, whore… or as loud as I make you.”

Now no longer able to speak, she simply nodded her head.  She felt Reid lift off the bed and heard some rustling further down, the anticipation of not knowing what would come next adding to the sweetness.  He returned to between her legs and she felt him pinch the soft skin at the join where her ass cheeks met the tops of her thighs.  She felt the bite of a peg being placed on that tender skin and thrilled at the pinpricks of pain.  He moved to other leg and over the next minute placed eight pegs along the delicate flesh of her inner thighs.  It was such a sensitive area to peg and Beth found herself mewling through the gag with pain and delight, pulling at the ropes that bound her.

While distracted by the teeth of the pegs nibbling her flesh, she was unprepared for the sudden thrust of her vibrator into her engorged cunt.  She screamed.  Both in surprise and ecstasy and was glad that the gag muffled her cries.  Reid began to push the vibrator in and out of her cunt slowly and switched it on.  It had multiple settings and Reid scrolled through the options, eventually settling on one that started as a low hum and then built in intensity, only then falling back to its lowest setting over and over again.

Reid languidly fucked her pussy with her new vibrator, Beth no longer screaming but instead groaning deeply as she allowed herself to be fucked, spreading her bound legs even wider apart.  The rigid silicone of her vibrator rasped against the steel of her butt-plug, only thin membranes of flesh separating the two and Beth lost herself in the sensations, happy to let Reid take his time.  She didn’t know how long it was later when she felt Reid’s other hand again begin to tease at her butt-plug, her moans hitching up another notch.   He gently pulled it past the point of resistance and it popped out of her body, her asshole finally able to close completely after its hours of obstruction.

She was worried for a moment at its loss but immediately felt pressure again at her opening which spread easily from its plug training all night.  With a sharp intake of breath, Beth felt her asshole stretched wide, the object much bigger than her butt-plug and realised that Reid had lubed up her old vibrator and was now fucking both her ass and her cunt with the both of them.

It felt incredible.

Beth's moans began anew and she found herself straining at her bonds, biting at the gag in her mouth.  While still slow, Reid’s controlled ministrations of both devices had her nearing orgasm and she worried that while gagged, she would not be able to ask for permission.  She trusted Reid however and gave herself over to the sensations.

With increasing speed, Reid switched on the second vibrator lodged firmly in her ass and mixing with the vibrations from the rabbit already inside her, Beth began to scream.  With dual vibrators pulsing in and out of her body, she had never felt so full, so stretched. He began to fuck her harder and faster.  The silicone and plastic of both vibrators was harder than she expected and they jostled for space inside her, almost fighting against one another and pummelling her poor cunt and ass in the process.  She screamed louder, her orgasm building to its peak.

Reid pounded her holes relentlessly and just when Beth thought she could not take anymore, Reid – somehow managing to control both vibrators with one hand – ripped the pegs free from the tender flesh of her inner thighs.  Her screams reverberated in her ears as she came hard, her orgasm in crescendo with the blood that rushed back to the deprived skin of her thighs.  Reid did not stop however and ramping both vibrators up to their highest setting, pushed them both in as deep as they could go, holding them there, the ears of her rabbit encapsulating her already throbbing and engorged clit until she came again, her entire body, bucking and twitching against its confines, her screams ululating through the cloth gag.

Satisfied that she was spent, Reid extricated both devices from her as she slumped back to the sheets, her arms and legs limp against the ropes that held them.  Through her orgasm-fuelled haze, l she felt the weight of Reid straddle her chest, his thighs butted up against her armpits.  With rough hands, he pulled the gag from her mouth and shoved his cock between her slack lips. She took it willingly and allowed her throat to relax as Reid fucked mouth hard and fast, ignoring the choking and gagging sounds she couldn’t help but make.  With both hands he grabbed fistfuls of hair and thrust himself over and over into her mouth, slamming his hips against her face in an attempt to get his cock as far down her throat as possible.

With a strangled cry he spurted hot, thick cum down her throat.  She sucked even as she swallowed, urging more and more cum out of his throbbing cock and she felt him shudder all over, his cock twitching and pulsing against the roof of her mouth.  

She waited patiently, cock in mouth for Reid to recover, while gently using the flat of her tongue to coax out the last pearls of cum and lick him clean.  He eventually pulled himself free of her mouth and eased himself off her chest.  She felt him collapse to the bed beside her, breathing heavily.

Beth did not know how long they lay there, it’s possible they even dozed off for a few moments, both of them spent and satisfied.  It was Reid sitting up and moving away from the bed that roused her and she heard him go to the next room and heard the tap running.  It was then she realised how incredibly thirsty she was and was glad when she heard Reid come back into the room and press a cup gently to her lips.  She drank thirstily, attempting to awkwardly lean forward against the ropes that bound her wrists.

He placed the cup on the bedside table and lay on the bed beside her, close and comforting.

“I’m going to have to gag you again.” He stated.  His voice sounded strange.  Not quite the Dom but not quite her husband either.  Mostly he sounded drained.  He must have sensed rather than saw the frown behind her blindfold as he explained gently.  “You’ve been tied up for some time now, and I believe it is going to hurt when I untie you.” 

As he spoke Beth felt his hand cup one of her bound breasts and realised she could only just feel it.  While he had not tied the rope so tight to constrict her blood flow completely, she had nonetheless become quite numb.  Not trusting herself to speak, she nodded in assent and he replaced the now damp cloth between her teeth, not bothering to tie the ends and instead pushing them in too, filling her mouth completely.

He moved to her legs first and untied the ropes that held her calves tight against the backs of her thighs.  She did not feel the rush of blood back to her legs when untied, however the pain she experienced when she stretched both legs out straight after their long encumbrance made her groan through the gag in her mouth.  They ached monstrously and she knew she would be sore tomorrow.

He then moved to her wrists and untied them both, allowing her to pull her arms towards her chest and feel her tits for herself.  They felt cool to the touch, and hard, the ropes bulging them out almost obscenely.  She was glad she still wore the blindfold.

“Are you ready?” he asked.  She nodded again.  He moved his hands to the ropes that bound her breasts and began unwinding the loops.  With each loop Beth felt the blood rushing back to the area and her groans began anew.  She rode the pain like a wave, keening through the growing ache of sensation returning to her tits.  She was glad for the gag.

Finally she was freed.  She pulled the gag from her mouth and the blindfold from her eyes and slowly, painfully, she curled herself around Reid where he lay next her.  She was too tired to speak, despite wanting to tell her husband how grateful she was for him and how much she loved him. 

Instead, she fell asleep in his arms, sated and replete.

 

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