An American Submissive in Britain

by Laney Rogers

Andy knelt in front of his submissive and spread her legs wide. He then buried his head between them and made Becky groan as his tongue flicked hard over her swollen clit.

  Guy lifted Gina down from the bar and placed her carefully on the wooden floor. “I think now would be a good time for us to retire to your room,” he said. “Hurry up and get your clothes; I have a burning need to feel my cock inside your pussy, and waiting is not my strong point.”

  Gina quickly went to her discarded clothes and scooped them and her bag into her arms. She followed him through the double doors that led to the stairway, embarrassingly aware of her nakedness as she walked up the steep stairs behind him.

  Guy turned around and pulled her to him, lifting her into his arms, and proceeded to march down the hallway to her room.

  Flustered, Gina scrambled inside her bag and retrieved the key, then handed it to him. He balanced her in one arm with no trouble at all and, after kicking the door shut behind them, placed her on the large four-poster bed.

  Taking a step back, his eyes traveled over her heated, aroused body. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, Gina,” he asked in a soft voice.

  Gina was tempted to make some flippant remark about her body, or her face. She didn’t think she was beautiful at all, maybe passably pretty on a good day, but she didn’t want to argue with him. “Thank you for thinking that, Sir,” she whispered, feeling exposed and vulnerable but hot with desire as he approached the bed.

  Guy ran his hands from her feet to the tops of her thighs, his touch making her limbs shake with need. When he lowered his head and took each of her aching nipples in his mouth, in turn, she let out a sigh of contentment. Her fingers entwined themselves in his hair when he started to lick and blow on the taut buds, but to her dismay, he stopped, taking her arms and placing them over her head.

  “What is your safe word, Gina?”

  “Silver, Sir,” she replied, her pulse quickening immediately. Need burned within her. She didn’t want to talk about a safe word, she just wanted him to be inside her again.

  Guy stood and pulled two black Velcro cuffs from his jeans pocket, each one attached to a long, thin piece of cord. “Turn over, Gina,” he ordered.

  Her stomach lurched, but she did as she was told, keeping her hands stretched out above her head. He secured the cuffs to each of her wrists and tied each long strip to the wooden posts on either side of the bed. She heard him move down toward the other end and then some rustling when he retrieved something else from a pocket.

  She started to panic when he pulled her legs apart and attached two more cuffs, this time to her ankles, and then attached each to the bedposts at the bottom of the bed. She twisted away from him, trying to free herself from his grasp.

  “No, please, I can’t…I’m scared.”

  “Are you in pain, Gina?”

  She stopped writhing. “No, Sir…but I’ve always had either my hands or legs free.”

  “I have left plenty of slack with all four of your restraints. Can you trust me enough to know that I will not leave you for a second and will take care of you before anything else at all times?”

  “I… Yes, I think so,” she whispered.

  “Good girl,” he answered, stroking her back and her ass with his large, gentle hands, calming his sub until her body was still.

  “Now, kneel up for me, sweetheart, I want you on all fours.”

  Gina knelt for her Dom, her legs spread wide, knowing everything was exposed to him, to do with as he pleased. Her anxiety fought with the need that burned inside her as she waited for whatever would happen next.

  Guy placed a hand in the middle of her back and gently, but firmly pushed the top half of her body down, so her bottom was high in the air. She felt the bed give as he knelt behind her, spreading her labia with warm, strong fingers.

  “Ohh,” she gasped when his tongue pushed inside her, probing and licking, as he flicked over her clit, her body bucking each time he did so.

  Frustration overwhelmed her when he stopped. “No! More, please more,” she begged, gripping the covers in exasperation.

  “My little sub must learn patience,” Guy said and slapped both her ass cheeks before standing up. “You will come when I let you, and not when you wish,” he added, taking a small packet from his pocket at the front of his jeans.

  Gina wondered, briefly, how many more things he had stashed away in his clothing. He must have stocked up using Andy’s toy bag, and now here she was, bound, and at his mercy. He could overpower her, there was no doubt. She could make no decisions over what was to happen, but instead of anger or fear at that notion, she felt desire, wanting to submit to him and for him to have complete control over her.

  Not knowing what to expect, Gina wasn’t prepared for hands sliding down her ass cheeks and then parting them. Realization dawned quickly, and real fear gripped her, replacing the desire instantly.

  “Silver! Silver!” she cried out, knowing what he intended couldn’t be allowed to happen.

  Immediately, Guy stopped and came to the side of the bed next to her head.

  He knelt down and began to stroke her hair. “Someone hurt you in the past.”

  It was a statement, not a question. Guy knew immediately by the way her body had frozen and her instant panic. But he knew that, as her Dom, it was his job to calm her fear and help her to overcome her past experiences.

  Gina nodded, her eyes squeezed tightly shut, willing him to abandon the idea entirely. Her eyes opened, and she turned to look at her Dom when he spoke again.

  “I need to undo whatever some idiot did to you in the past. All I want to use is a butt plug, sweetheart. It’s just a small one, and it’ll help stretch you for when we take things a little further. Can you trust me to do this, Gina? If you want to use your safe word, everything stops, no matter what.”

  She gazed into serious brown eyes that she knew instinctively she could trust. He wouldn’t hurt her, she believed that completely. It was only the past that was getting in the way, and she so wanted to please him.

  “Okay,” was her barely audible reply.

  “Brave girl, I’m proud of you.”

  He showed her the butt plug and the little tube of lubrication that came with it. She nodded and gave him a small smile, and he kissed her from the top of her head, right down her back and over her bottom, causing the tension to ease, and Gina giggled as his lips made her body tingle with ticklish pleasure.

  Guy applied the lube and then pressed the plug gently but firmly against her tender hole. Instinctively, she pushed against it, but after only a couple of seconds, it plopped in and Gina gave a gasp as muscles and nerves sprang to life, sending jolts of arousal like electrical pulses straight to her pussy.

  She blushed furiously when she realized that the plug actually felt good to her, but Guy gave her no time to wonder at her reaction. He stood beside her and stripped off his clothes, his mammoth erection standing tall and proud.

  Gina knew that all she wanted was for him to be inside her, but with the plug as well, it might be too much.

  He walked to the end of the bed and knelt behind her, finding her clit again with his fingers. He rubbed over the swollen nub, back and forth, until she cried out with need.

  When his cock pressed against her vaginal entrance, she tensed. “There won’t be room; you’re too big,” she said, her voice shaking.

  “You can take all of me, beautiful. I want to be inside you, and I usually get what I want.”

  He pushed, just a little at a time, and she hitched a breath, feeling so full with him and the butt plug, but he carried on farther and farther until his huge manhood was buried deep inside her.

  “Don’t move, sub. Let me do the work.”

  Gina tried to keep as still as she could, but when Guy pulled out and then thrust back into her, she couldn’t help pushing back against him. It felt incredible. The nerves around the plug yielded little pulses of pleasure that mingled with her rapidly building orgasm, which she knew woul
d send her careening over the edge very soon.

  “I said don’t move.” He spanked her as he began to pound in and out of her swollen pussy, and she gripped the covers with both hands, making her body stay still at his command.

  When he reached down and moved the butt plug in rhythm with his pumping erection, she moaned, almost overwhelmed with the need to come.

  It was like he read her mind. “Do you want to come now, Gina? Does my sub want to spill her juices around my cock?”

  “Yes…God yes…please,” she cried out.

  “You may move against me, sweetheart; I want you to come for me, now.”

  Gina didn’t need telling twice. Her body met his, thrust for thrust, and the third time their bodies collided, she came, her screams filling the room and echoing off the walls.

  Her orgasm continued, wave after wave, while Guy held onto her hips and hammered into her, his fingers digging into her tender flesh until he came with a bellow of satisfaction.

  After he pumped the last of his seed into her, he allowed his body to rest carefully over hers, his cock still impaling her, both of them breathing heavily.

  Guy stroked her hair, watching her as she came down from her orgasm, and when he felt she was ready, he pulled slowly out of her pussy. She whimpered at the loss, and even though he wanted nothing more than to stay exactly where he was, he knew that aftercare was what was required now.

  Gina barely reacted when he removed the plug and quickly disposed of it. It took only seconds to undo the cuffs from her wrists and ankles, and then he lifted her into his arms and settled himself on the bed where he placed her on his lap and wrapped the bed covers securely around her.

  Her eyes had been closed the whole time, but when he kissed her mouth as she lay in his arms, she opened them, blinked a couple of times and gave him a lazy smile, snuggling up against him.

  Guy brushed her hair away from her face and ran his hand over her cheek. “Hey, sweetheart, how are you doing?”

  “I…I don’t know how to describe it. My body is still tingling, but all I want to do is stay here all wrapped up and not move for hours.”

  Guy chuckled. “It sounds like a great plan, but we have to get back to your house in a while. I have a plan of my own to carry out.”

  Gina frowned. “What plan?”

  He sat her in a more upright position. “What plan…?”

  Recognizing the tone of voice he had used, she instantly realized her slip. “What plan, Sir,” she corrected.

  “That’s more like it,” he replied with a grin. “After that disastrous meeting with your sister, I took it upon myself to get in contact with your brother. I wanted to know if you should expect the same reaction from him because, believe me, I was not about to let that happen again. But as it turns out, I was pleasantly surprised.”

  Gina sat bolt upright and looked at Guy with an expression of surprise and worry. The covers had fallen away, and he took in her full, rounded breasts, the nipples still a dark red from his attentions. Her lips were swollen and her hair tousled, and at that moment, Guy understood that whatever this was that was growing between them, for him, it was more than a couple of weeks of Dom/sub fun.

  “What did he say?” Gina asked nervously.

  “You’ll be able to talk to him about anything you want in just a little while, because he’ll be at the cottage to meet you and see you sign the papers.”

  She pushed the covers back and wriggled out of his lap, jumping off the bed and standing in front of him with her hands on her hips. “You called him without even mentioning it to me, and now I’m supposed to meet him today? Shit, I don’t believe it. Did it ever occur to you that I might not be ready to meet another member of my family yet? Oh God, this is just great.”

  Guy watched his angry, worried sub pace up and down a couple of times before he got off the bed. He met her halfway across the room and put his hands on her shoulders.

  “I should put you over my knee for speaking to me that way, but I appreciate the fact that this has come as a surprise, and I’ll let it go this time.” He tilted her chin up with his finger ‘til their eyes met. “Gina, I want you to have a good experience with your family. By speaking to him first, I can reassure you that he is looking forward to meeting you very much and has torn a strip off his sister for her behavior toward you.

  “Part of my job as your Dom is to look out for your best interests and to find the best way to help you overcome any difficulties you might have. As my submissive, can you let me do that?”

  Gina thought over his words. It really was all or nothing with a Dom/sub relationship. She had to relinquish all the control to her Dominant, or it couldn’t work. It was time to get off the fence and submit her whole self—both physically and emotionally. If Guy was willing to give this his all, then so would she.

  “Yes, Sir, I want you to do that for me. I want to submit to you completely.”

  As the words left her lips, something inside Gina shifted. When she had realized that BDSM was something that was missing from her life, there had always been a small, nagging part of her that had questioned whether she could give herself entirely.

  Standing there in front of Guy, that feeling finally left her and she knew without a doubt that all she wanted, was this lifestyle. She couldn’t go back to what she’d had before, no matter what.

  Guy pulled her to him, crushing her breasts against his chest and taking her mouth with his. Gina let him willingly, needing this big, dominant man to control every part of her. Once his mouth released hers, he grinned at her, breathless.

  He then smacked her ass, “Have a quick shower; I’ll be waiting for you downstairs.”

  Gina scolded herself over the fact that she was disappointed he did not want to join her in the shower.

  * * * *

  The warm water felt refreshing, but while she washed herself, Gina’s practical side kicked in and she forced herself to look at the facts sensibly, away from the temptation of her Dom.

  Guy had been wonderful, helping her to become a true submissive, but she had to accept that this was only a temporary arrangement.

  Maybe it was his ability as a Dom that attracted her to him so much.

  Yeah, right, sure it is, she thought, absolutely no personal attraction between us at all. Who was she kidding?

  With a sigh, she got out of the shower, dried and dressed, and went downstairs to spend more time with the man she could not afford to fall for.

  Chapter Eight

  Standing in her new house once again, it began to hit Gina that this beautiful property was actually hers. The question now: what was she going to do with it?

  Guy had brought the relevant papers with him, and after they had walked through all the rooms again, including the basement, much to Gina’s dismay, they both sat on the window seat in the kitchen while Gina signed her name on every document, wanting to get the paperwork over with before her brother showed up.

  Guy had gone along with her wishes, but had been insistent about her going down the stairs into the darkness below the kitchen. He had held her hand tightly and had shown her exactly where the light switch was. Although she had felt a little shaky, she was proud of herself for not freaking out this time and making another fool of herself.

  Guy checked over the papers to make sure everything was in order and then officially handed over the keys. “Congratulations, you now own a property in England,” he said, pulling Gina onto his lap astride him, and then proceeded to let both his hands travel under her sweater, each one finding a soft breast and rapidly tightening nipple.

  Gina let out a small moan when he took each bud between thumb and finger, flicking and then rubbing them until they ached with the now familiar desire that Guy seemed able to instill in her whenever he touched any part of her body.

  She wondered how he managed to have such an immediate effect on her. No one had ever been close to making her feel so aroused just by playing with her breasts.

  When his mouth replac
ed his fingers, heat seared from her nipples to her pussy in one fluid feeling, and she wriggled around on his lap, trying to get him to release her in case her new half-brother decided to arrive at that moment. That was just what she needed, for him to walk in and find her having an orgasm in her recently inherited kitchen.

  One strong arm wrapped around her like a band of iron and secured her hands behind her back while his other hand spanked her bottom hard. She stopped moving and then gasped when his spanking hand began to pull her leggings down over her ass with ease. Before she had a chance to move or complain, he pushed her panties to one side and slid two large fingers into her pussy, which began to pulsate with the heat of her arousal. All the while, his mouth played with her nipples, flicking them with his hot tongue and sucking on the hard, red buds ‘til she thought she’d scream with delight.

  Her whole body was under his command; she had no control over herself or her reactions anymore.

  He thrust his fingers in and out of her wetness, and she felt yet another orgasm rising within her.

  When his mouth moved away from her breasts, she whimpered. “Who do these breasts belong to?” he growled.

  “Y…You, Sir,” she managed, panting.

  His thumb slid over her clit. “And who does this pussy belong to, sub?” Guy demanded.

  “It belongs to you, Sir.”

  At her answer, he took his thumb and finger and pinched her clit. She cried out as she came, and her head fell forward on to his chest for support. Ripples of pleasure moved right through her body, and another orgasm ripped through her, sending her over the edge again. This time she cried out Guy’s name when he sucked on one rosy pink bud and rubbed her over sensitized, swollen clit with his thumb.

  He let her ease back down slowly, murmuring soft words to her about how beautiful she was when she came and stroking her long, thick hair.

  The trembling in her body finally came to a stop, and they sat together, Gina still astride him with her head now buried in his shoulder.

  After cuddling with his sub for quite some time, Guy took a look at his watch and then gently lifted her to her feet and adjusted her clothing as best he could.