Free An American Submissive in Britain by Laney Rogers Page A

given her on her last birthday. “Could I use the word silver, Sir?” she asked.
    “Silver will be fine. Now, if you use that word, everything stops. We will discuss the problem, and you will be completely honest with me.”
    It was a statement, not a question, and Gina knew how important this was, to both of them.
    “Yes, Sir, I will,” she answered.
    “Good girl,” Guy replied and ran his hands gently over her still sore bottom.
    She was surprised at how those two words affected her. Even though he had punished her, she still needed, not just wanted, to please him.
    Every nerve in her body felt like it was on high alert, standing there with her back to Guy, secured firmly to his closet door.
    “Open your legs for me,” he said in a husky voice.
    She did as he asked, her arms stretching and becoming taut as the gap between her legs widened. He moved right up behind her and the fabric of his clothes brushed against her skin. The feeling of being trapped, not only by the hook on the door but by her Dom, was strangely exciting.
    She jumped when his hands encircled her waist. His body pushed against hers, and his fingers made their way down her body, over the slight roundness of her stomach, and then cupped her mound, the movement causing Gina to release a small gasp of pleasure.
    One hand continued its journey down between her open thighs and into her aching folds. Slowly, he began to stroke her, two fingers running back and forth through her wetness, and when he found her clit, he chuckled, feeling it swell under his intimate touch.
    Gina was shocked at how quickly her orgasm began to build; this never happened to her. But her thoughts were pushed to one side, and she let out a moan when the same two fingers suddenly pushed up inside her. Her pussy clenched around them, and her ass pressed against him when he withdrew and pushed back inside her.
    He slid them in and out again. “Does being restrained and trapped like this turn you on, Gina?” he asked.
    When she didn’t answer, he encircled her waist tightly with one hand and spanked her hard with the other.
    Gina yelped, but the pain only added to her arousal, the sting of his hand making her pussy throb with need.
    “Answer me, sub,” he growled.
    Her voice was hoarse when she replied, “Yes, Sir.”
    The hand that had spanked her slid back around, and his fingers ran through her folds and then found her clit once again. His other hand slid up from her waist and began to rub and pinch her taut, erect nipples.
    Low moans escaped her as he started to finger-fuck her in time with the pinching, and she teetered on the edge of an orgasm that she knew would burst from her at any second.
    His hand then moved from her nipples, ran down the side of her body, round to the back and over her red, stinging bottom. He spanked her on each cheek and then let his hand slide through her crack and up between her legs.
    Two fingers of one hand pinched her hot, swollen nub, and two from the other hand rammed up into her pussy, right at the same time. Gina let out a small scream as she came, her legs wanting to give way as spasm after spasm caused her pussy to grip Guy’s fingers inside her.
    When her body was finally spent, and she became still, he removed his fingers, leaving one hand around her waist as he released her from the hook and took off the restraints. He turned her around and pulled her to him, cradling her soft, compliant body against his own hard frame.
    He lifted her chin, and their eyes met. “I’m proud of you for trusting me enough to restrain you and enjoy your body to my satisfaction. Now, come and sit on the bed with me and rest.”
    He led her to the bed, and while she sat right next to him, he rubbed her shoulders and arms to make sure her circulation was good and then hugged her tightly to him again for a while. When he was satisfied that she had recovered fully, he stood, turned to his sub, and waited until she looked up at him, giving him her full