After more than two years since Beth discovered she was a sub, her and Reid had shared some of the most intense, gratifying and intimate sexual experi...nces of their lives. Those first months of beginning their joint exploration into BDSM was like some blurry, orgasm-fuelled dream. It had brought Beth and Reid closer then she thought was even possible, considering they had already been married for over ten years and she had marvelled out how their relationship had grown and deepened, mutual. . please fuck me. I need you... I need your cock, Sir. Please... " you say, louder this time. "That's much better. I want you to always use your words - you know how it turns you on and how it pleases me," I tell you. "Yes Sir," you say. I lean forward and kiss your neck right where your neck meets your shoulder. A hot spot for you and I know it all too well. "Ohhh..." you moan as a shudder races through you, from the spot I kissed you to your clit and back up to your brain. I hear the ropes. Great clouds of black smoke roiled down the hall toward us. I slammed the door shut and said to her, "Get your boots on and a heavy coat. Find a head covering. Get back into our bedroom where we slept last night and wait with the door partly open." I grabbed a heavy chair and jammed it tightly against the door under the doorknob.I barely had the chair in place when there came a loud banging at the door. I hurried to the peephole and stared out. Two uniformed police and the concierge who first. Julie smiled not fooled. She knew me.“Your husband is a mastermind and blessed by Moon Mother,” Scout mumbled, truly impressed with me.“He impresses me too,” Zetia mimicked.“Well, in the absence of any immediate threats perhaps our master should look at what the enemy is doing now?” Julie said with a slightly mocking tone.I ignored her and kissed Julie, and then pulled Zetia in for a kiss too. “I am so glad you both are unhurt.”“He is a little worked up,” Julie explained to Zetia.“I can tell,”.