You'll Never Be Whole Until You Lose Control- Spencer Reid

Chapter 37: Downtown

"When I look you in the eyes, it takes me right back

Yeah, your future helps me move on from my dark past" Downtown, Foster the People

Summary: Spencer pushes Anna's limits

18+ as always

Spencer

I fastened the pink ball gag, careful not to get Anna's thick hair in the buckle. She sighed as she relaxed into my touch, submitting to me so easily. She looked beyond beautiful, her innocent features so stark compared to what we were doing. The matching baby pink collar was affixed to her throat above the rose quartz pendant I had bought her, and the only thing she donned was a flimsy pink negligee. Her legs were spread on my bed and tied to the posts. However, I left her hands resting at her sides.

"There," I said, smoothing her hair, "you look so beautiful on display for me."

This was all her idea; orgasm denial. She wanted me to bring her to the edge of an orgasm and pull away the stimulation at the last second. Over and over again.

"Pleeeease, Spencer," she had whined, pulling on my arm. "It'll be fun."

My first reaction was to chastise her for being a truly disgusting little girl. That, however, only spurred the enigma on. It was easy to give into her needs; they matched mine, too.

She was giving herself to me to break.

I could only oblige her wishes.

"Show me that you know your non-verbal safe word," I said, hovering above her.

She lifted her hand and with two fingers, she tapped my shoulder twice.

"Good girl," I placed a kiss on her forehead. "Please use it if it becomes too much, I won't be mad or-"

The two fingers came to rest upon my lips. Her eyes pleaded, 'you worry too much, Spencer.'

"I'm serious, sweetheart," I said again. She moved to cup my cheek in her hand, rubbing her thumb over my lips. I held her hand against my face. "Daddy will not be disappointed in you, not now or ever." It was important for me that she knew that she could withdraw her consent at any time, and that the scene would end right there.

Her hand fell back upon the bed, and she gazed up at me with green eyes brimming with excitement. I had lined up the toys I planned on using beside her: the wand vibrator and the rose quartz dildo, as well as lubricant that had peppermint oil in it to make her clitoris even more sensitive. I opened the lube and put some on my finger before parting her glistening folds to the bundle of nerves at her crest. She whimpered at the contact. I rubbed it in with soft circles, watching her pink skin redden and become engorged.

"So beautiful," I mused, patting her mound gently. I put the bottle of lube on the nightstand and reached for the vibrator. I clicked it on and it roared to life on the lowest setting. "Are you ready, my love?"

She nodded enthusiastically.

I grinned wickedly as I pressed the vibrator against her clitoris. A cry came from the back of her throat and her hips jutted against the toy.

"Try and stay still, sweetheart," I cooed, reaching up to stroke her hair. I could feel the arousal coming off of her body in waves. Heat steamed off of her pale skin, her face blooming scarlet. It was a beautiful sight to see her so helpless. I fed off of it like a parasite. "That's my good girl," I said as I turned the toy up.

Broken cries came from her lips and saliva began to pool on her chin. She couldn't help the way her body writhed against the restraints. A sheen of sweat beaded at her brow. Her hands wrung in the bedsheets, gripping them for dear life. Waves of pleasure crashed through her stunning form.