PART FIVE

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WARNING: choking,daddy kink,degradation,BDSM play 
Y/N POV

Spencer separated my legs and held down force so I couldn't move them back together. His hands roam up my skirt and his fingers snake up my thighs to my heat. He unclipped my body suit and hoisted my skirt up. I felt vulnerable to Spencer Reid in this moment. He took control over my body and I let him. "Say red if you need me to stop" he said in a more sweet way than the tone he was using before hand. "Yes daddy" I replied. Spencer stopped in that moment and looked at me with confusion and lust. His chest was rising up and down heavily as was mine. I yanked his tie again so he was closer. "What's the matter Spencie? Do you like when I call you daddy? Hmmm." I hummed in his ear. With those words spilling from my mouth he grabbed under my thighs and hoisted me up. I buckled my legs around his waist and out lips crashed again. He carried me to his bedroom and shut the door. "Get on your hands and knees on the bed. Now." He said to me. I knew what he wanted but I wasn't going to let him get it that easily. "Make me bitch" I spat back at him. He started walking towards me angrily. At this moment we were fighting for dominance. Both of us not wanting to be vulnerable to the other. he grabbed my hips and pushed me in the bed so I was lying on my back. "Don't make me put a collar around your neck and treat you like a pet sweetheart" he said to me coldly. I smirked at him still wanting to keep my dominance. "Sorry baby but you can't win me like that this easily" I said to him while smirking. I licked my lips as we stared at each other. At this moment in time it was only him and I. The moonlight illuminating the room through the split curtains that fell from his window. He grabbed me again and flipped me on my stomach. I laid flat as he took his tie off and tied my hands together. He gripped my hips tight and pulled my back side up while my chest was sinking into his mattress. Spencer pulled my skirt up and without warning brought his bare hand to my ass. I cried out at this movement. "You've been a very bad girl Y/N. Bad girls get punished." He said to me through his heavy breaths. "I'm not the only one who went to prison in this bedroom Spencie" I replied back. Hoping he would spank me again. I liked it. At this moment I could feel my heat dripping down my thighs slowly. It was cold against my hot flesh. I heard him fumbling with his belt. He ripped it off and that's when I knew I was utterly fucked. He brought his belt down against my ass hard. I whimpered but my heat grew wetter. I wondered if you could come just from this type of play. It excited me. I felt to knot in my stomach again as my heat pulsated begging to be touched. Begging for friction. Begging for Spencer. "Fuck me already daddy!" I screamed at him. He chuckled at my words. Was he really laughing at me. Fucking bitch. "Oh sweetheart you're so eager for me, do you want me to fuck you Y/N? You want to feel how good my cock would feel deep inside you? Your cunt couldn't handle it" and with that he thrusted hard inside of me. He was right. I almost couldn't take in his full length. He was big. I felt him deep inside of me. I cried out when he thrusted again harder inside my heat. "Remember to say red if I'm hurting you" he said gently. I replied "yes sir I remember" it catches me off guard how quickly he changes persona. He was sweet. "You look so beautiful like this Y/N. Bent down under me. You don't even know how much I control you right now" Spencer said. His tone was back to seductive. His voice was raspy as he was breathing so hard. He thrusted again. And again. And I could feel the tears starting to prickle down my cheeks. "Fuck Y/N you're so god damn tight" I loved the praise he gave me. "Oh shit Spencer you're so fucking huge, please touch me please daddy. Please" I begged him. Here Spencer was. Making me beg for him. I have never begged for a man before but oh god was he amazing. "Anything for you sweetheart" he said. And with that he reach a hand around my torso and his fingers touched my clit. "Oh fuck please right there daddy" I replied to his movements. He started circling my heart faster until I felt the knot form in my core. "Fuck Spence I'm going to cum" I breathed out shakily. He stopped. This mother fucker STOPPED. I whipped my head around my shoulder and he was chuckling at me once again. This made my chest heat up with anger. "What the fuck Spencer!" I yelled at him. He entered his cock once again hard and he got a grip on my hair and yanked my head back. With his other hand he gripped my throat and pulled me closer to him. My back was bent into a 'C' shape. He whispered in my ear again "bad girls don't get to come" and with that he released his grip and brought his hands back to my hips and thrusted again. Deep inside of me. I whimpered our at him and cried begging to come. "Maybe if you're a good girl tonight you can come sweetie" he said to me again sternly. With his words I started to push back and forth with my thighs. His through caught up as he mustered cuss words with the action. I went as fast as I could trying to act like a good girl so I could come. "F-fuuuck Y/N. Good girl" he mumbled out. "I'm going to come" he said and with those words he reached around and started to circle my clit again. I could feel the euphoria coming. My head was spinning and black dots appeared through my eyes. I whimpered about again sounding completely pathetic. I cunt pulsated around his twitching cock. "May I please come sir?" I begged. "Yes." He said coldly. And with that I released. Around him. Pins and needles covering my sweaty body. After I came down from my climax Spencer released inside of me. Good think I was on birth control. "Fuck sweetheart" he said.

Spencer pulled out of me and I fell to his mattress. Completely limp. My legs felt like jello and I was tired to the core. I watched Spencer shuffle to the bathroom and he returned with a wet cloth and he cleaned up the mess between my legs. He untied his tie around my hands and began to rub them as the pricking sensation came over. It was quiet. I did not know what to say. My words betrayed me. I rolled back over to my back and lied there. Spencer looked at me and I looked back "what the hell are you looking at" I said coldly to him. "You're just so beautiful Y/N"

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