When y/n ends up finding out that Spencer Reid isn't the innocent boy that she thought he was, the tables take a very quick turn. Finding out that even the most innocent baby she knew was apart of the BDSM community, it changed her whole perspective. But what she didn't see coming, was that paddle. Disclaimer: This is a BDSM story. I have done my research, and I appreciate everyone who reads this book. Specifically this one is my OC with a y/n name, but in the future there will be more diverse characters. Don't like this book? Check out my others!

"How many existentialists does it take to screw a lightbulb?" Spencer asked with a small laugh. Once again the room was silent. You faintly heard Agent Rossi mutter, "Don't." "2. One to change the light bulb and one to observe how it symbolizes an incandescent beacon of subjectivity in a netherworld of cosmic nothingness," he said. The room was silent still, until you laughed. His eyes looked up at yours in confusion. "Wouldn't they sit in the dark and hope that the bulb decided to light again? An existentialist would never change the bulb. He would allow the darkness to exist," you questioned. - #1 #spencerreid #1 #mgg #1 emilyprentiss