by Laney Rogers
Chapter Six
Guy dropped the paddle on the chair to his right and took in the body of his new submissive bent over, legs spread, before him. Her ass was made for spanking, there was no doubt about that. Her cheeks had turned a beautiful reddish pink color that he knew he would never tire of seeing. Her lush breasts spilled out on either side of her body, and her long dark hair flowed onto the table.
His rock-hard cock felt like it was going to explode. All he wanted to do was hold onto her hair and take her from behind, bury himself in her ‘til she milked him dry, but he had to be careful. Too much too soon was never a good thing, and it was concerning to him that the more time he spent with this little submissive, the more he became attached to her.
There was just something about her.
Shit, he was like a love-struck teenager. Get a grip on yourself, for fuck’s sake, he thought.
He lifted Gina up from the table and into his arms. Her eyes were still closed, and he smiled to himself. There was nothing nicer than having a curvy submissive warm against your body.
He went to a small side table in the corner of the room near the kitchen fireplace and grabbed a soft blanket from the pile there. Settling himself in a comfy armchair, he unclipped her cuffs, removed them, and then wrapped her in the blanket and held her for several minutes, until she looked shyly up at him.
“Hi,” she said quietly.
“Hi, yourself. Are you okay?” he asked.
“Oh, yes,” she sighed.
He chuckled.
Gina frowned. “Apart from my bottom, that is. Actually, that stings a whole lot.”
“Hmm, well, I could put some lotion on it, but I think I have a better idea. Can you stand up, or are you shaky?”
“Oh, I’m fine, really.” She stood up and wrapped the blanket around her.
Guy rose and walked over to the coat, still hanging on the back of the chair. “Put this on, instead of the blanket. It’s time for that walk, unless you want to talk about how cold it is,” he said, one eyebrow raised in question.
“I really don’t want to say anything about the temperature at all right now, Sir,” she replied drily, removing the blanket and folding it neatly before placing it on the arm of the chair they’d sat in.
Guy grinned. She really was adorable. He hadn’t expected this at all. He was starting to feel a genuine attachment to her, after just a couple of days. Life really could be strange at times.
After helping her on with the coat, which reached her lower calves, he switched on a couple of lights by the back door.
He opened it and then scooped Gina up into his arms. “Right, let’s go.”
“You’re going to carry me, Sir?”
“Of course, it’s far too cold for you to walk!” He took in her outraged expression and gave her a huge grin. “A very sensible person told me that just a little while ago.”
He pulled the door shut with his foot and strode off down a narrow path, lit by small spotlights in the ground. Guy was pleased with the way things had progressed that evening. His new little sub had embraced everything that had happened, and it warmed him to see how much trust she had shown in him already.
Watching her come earlier on his sofa had been beautiful. Her eyes had been tight shut, and her cheeks flushed. He was proud of her for letting go of her inhibitions, even with Andy and Becky right there, as it was obviously a new situation for her.
He wondered how she would react to what he had in mind now. She felt soft and pliant in his arms, a feeling he loved but had gone without for quite some time.
When he reached the softly lit patio, he placed Gina on one of the thick rugs surrounding the hot tub. Flicking a switch, the tub sprang to life, and he checked the temperature before turning to his sub to gauge her reaction.
“How do you like my newest addition to the back garden?” he asked with a grin. “You are going to be the very first person to try it.”
Gina smiled. “Aren’t you going to get in, Sir? I think I might be lonely in there all by myself.”
“Oh, I can assure you, you won’t be lonely, sub. Now, in you get.”
Guy pulled the coat off Gina and lifted her, naked, into his hot tub. The warmth of the water was wonderful, and Gina sank under the bubbles, feeling her body temperature rise to a comfortable level within seconds.
She glanced up and saw Guy flicking another switch on the brick wall surrounding the patio area. A couple of seconds later, two elegant heaters built into the brick began to glow orange, spreading warmth into the cool air that she could feel on her shoulders as she reclined on the submerged seat circling the edge of the tub.
“Come here, sub.” It was said in a soft, yet commanding voice, leaving Gina in no doubt that whatever happened out here, it would be at his command.
She crossed the tub and stood, looking up at her Dom, the water just up to the underside of her breasts. Her nipples hardened just at the way he was studying her, and a deep need to touch him filled her with desire.
Guy smiled as he stared at the hard, red buds pointing toward him. “Kneel up on the seat, sweetheart. I need your mouth to be around my cock.”
Gina clumsily knelt up on the ledge. Giving a blowjob had always been something she felt she didn’t do that well. John had always complained that she didn’t put enough effort into it or was doing it wrong, and after a while, she had shied away from even attempting to please him.
Guy must have noticed her apprehension. “You look like you might have had a bad experience or two in the past. Let’s see if we can exorcise that worry. I’d be glad to help,” he added, with a grin.
His easy manner calmed her, and she watched as Guy removed his shirt, the muscles in his broad shoulders rippling when he reached behind him to throw the material on one of the benches arranged by the brick wall.
He undid his jeans and his rock-hard member sprang forward. Gina could feel the hotness between her legs that had nothing at all to do with the warm water bubbling around her.
His cock was long and thick, and Gina wondered if she would be able to take all of him in her mouth. The thought of letting him down, seeing disappointment in his eyes was something that didn’t bear thinking about even though she had known him such a short time.
Guy removed his jeans, obviously not having bothered with underwear, and tossed them in the same direction as the shirt. He came to her and sat on one of the thick rugs at the edge of the tub, letting his legs go in the water, his feet resting on either side of Gina.
“Go ahead, sub. Take me in your mouth.”
She bent over, her breasts floating in the warm water, and tentatively took his hard shaft in her mouth.
“Good girl,” he encouraged in his deep voice. When she began to suck in earnest, he stroked her hair. “Slow down so you can enjoy this too, little one. Lick it from one end to the other, nice and slowly, then take just the end and play for a while.”
Gina did as he wished, taking the tip in her mouth and sucking gently. When she ran her tongue around the rim, she was gratified to hear him suck in his breath and tense his body.
Wow, maybe she was not too bad at this after all.
Taking more of him in her mouth, she hitched a breath when she felt Guy’s hands on her breasts. His fingers played with her over sensitive nipples, twisting them and gently pinching the buds, and she emitted a small groaning noise around his cock as sparks of desire flew from her breasts to her rapidly tingling pussy.
Instinctively, her hand moved from the edge of the tub and cupped his heavy balls. She began to massage them in time with the sucking motion of her lips. His hand moved from her breast and entwined in her hair, his body becoming tenser and tenser with every passing second.
His voice vibrated through her. “I think it’s time to stop, sweetheart. I want to finish inside you. Right now,” he commanded in a rough tone.
Gina released him, and he jumped into the water, moving straight behind her. Lifting her easily out of the warmth and bubbles, he
bent her over the edge, her breasts squashed against the rug he had just vacated. With her bottom in the air, he pushed her legs apart and then grabbed her hands, holding them over her head with one of his own. His hot, hard cock pushed against the opening of her vagina.
“Please” she begged, knowing at that second that she had never wanted to feel a man inside her so much.
Guy slapped her ass, and she hissed at the sting.
“Silence,” he growled.
Suddenly, he thrust deep inside her, filling her aching pussy with his erection. She cried out, the shock of taking all of him so quickly almost overwhelming her. But after a few seconds, her pussy clenched around his member, and he gave a satisfied grunt. Her responsive body obviously delighted him, and as he withdrew, he reached round with his free hand to rub a finger over her swollen clit.
Gasping at the overwhelming pleasure, Gina closed her eyes, knowing that at this rate she was going to climax very quickly.
He hammered into her again, his finger swirling over her nub again and again in perfect time with his thick cock that relentlessly pounded into her cunt.
Just as she teetered on the edge, he stopped and removed his finger.
She groaned with frustration. “No, please don’t…” she begged.
This time he spanked her hard. “Whose body is this?” he demanded.
Really? He was really going to ask her these questions right now?
“Yours, Sir,” she gasped, knowing full well that she should have kept silent, that he was testing her, teaching her to give up her control and bend to his will.
“That’s right, Gina, your body belongs to me now,” he said, spanking her twice more. Then without another word, he rammed into her, making her cry out. His hand closed over her mound, and two fingers found her clit, which seemed to burn with need.
He pounded into her, and she could feel herself losing all control, his body hot and wet on hers. He gave a massive thrust, his fingers pressed down on her clit, and she screamed, her orgasm completely enveloping her, wave upon wave of sensation pouring over her. Her hips tried to buck against his hard frame, but his body weight held her still, as he continued to thrust in and out of her.
She soon felt his body tense, and he let go of her hands, gripping her waist as he gave three more huge thrusts before letting out a deep groan of release.
Gina didn’t move. She actually didn’t know if she could, her legs were shaking so much. Nothing had ever felt like that before, and her body lay over the edge of the hot tub, limp and spent.
After a minute, Guy pulled out of her, and she felt the loss immediately. Even in the warm bubbles, she began to shake, wanting so much to feel his warmth against her, preferably for the rest of time.
“Come on, sweetheart, time to get you out,” he said from above her. Warm hands went under her arms, and she was scooped out of the water as if she weighed nothing.
He carried her to one of the benches set against the brick wall and sat down with her in his lap. Reaching over to a low table, a couple of feet from the bench, he grasped a huge fluffy towel and covered her with it. After tucking it around her, he grabbed another and began to dry the wet tendrils of hair that surrounded her face, then put the towel over his shoulders and began rubbing her dry with the first.
Gina had never felt so taken care of in her entire adult life. She snuggled into him, and he chuckled, tending to every part of her, laughing out loud as he dried under her arms and discovered she was ticklish.
With the warmth of the heaters and Guy’s ministrations, she was soon completely dry, and he exchanged the towel for a thick blanket. Gina was amazed at the organization he had gone to, making sure everything was at hand, and she watched him, a lazy smile on her face, as he dried himself off and got dressed.
“I think it’s time we rejoined the others,” he said, and picking her up, still covered by the blanket, he held her close to his body and returned to the house.
* * * *
Andy was in the kitchen when Guy and Gina came in. He glanced up, smiling. “I made some hot chocolate. I thought Gina might need warming up.”
Gina squirmed in Guy’s arms, embarrassed at the fact that Andy seemed to know exactly where they’d been and obviously what they’d been doing.
“I’m okay, really, I can manage, Sir,” she said, trying to wriggle out of his arms.
“Good girl for remembering the ‘Sir’, but you are going to stay where you are ‘til I decide to put you down.”
Shit, these Doms were bossy. She must look ridiculous being held like a small child. However, not wanting to be bent back over the kitchen table and spanked for arguing again, this time in front of Andy, she decided to keep still.
“Sounds great,” Guy remarked to his friend. “I’m going to put my feisty sub where I want her, and I’ll be back to give you a hand.”
Gina gave a humph, and Guy laughed.
He marched down the hallway and into the sitting room. Becky was curled up on one of the sofas, her eyes closed, wrapped in a warm blanket like Gina’s. Her hair was tousled, and she looked as contented and spent as Gina felt.
Guy placed her on the other couch and made sure the blanket was tucked around her body. “You stay put, and I’ll bring you some chocolate, sweetheart.”
She loved the way he called her that in his British accent. “Yes, Sir,” she whispered, trying not to disturb Becky.
Guy closed the door behind him, and Becky’s eyes flickered open. “It’s okay, I’m not asleep,” she murmured. “Are you alright? I mean, how was it? Um, did he go easy on you…?” Becky stumbled over her words as if embarrassed.
Gina smiled at her reassuringly. “Oh God, everything was…I don’t know… Amazing? That’s the best word I can think of right now.” Gina stretched her legs, then curled up under the blanket, the warmth of the fire on her face as her smile turned to a huge grin.
“Wow, well, from your expression, I think congratulations are in order.”
“Why thank you,” Gina laughed. After a few seconds, her tone took on a more serious edge. “Can I ask you something, Becky?”
“Of course.”
“I’ve read about them, of course, but was the dungeon awful? I mean, was it a punishment or something? I was horrified when I found out Andy was taking you down there. I mean, why would Guy have a dungeon at his home, if there’s a club nearby?”
“Oh no, it’s nothing like that. I think he just wanted a place where people could play when they came to visit. I mean, certain parts of my anatomy are sore, don’t get me wrong. But I wasn’t in any trouble. I feel wonderful, let me assure you.”
“It still sounds scary to me. He said I wasn’t ready for that yet, so I hope he goes on thinking that for a long time.”
Becky’s face turned serious. “Well, just make sure, if he does bring up the subject again, that you explain that you haven’t had any experience playing in a dungeon, okay? Although, seeing as its Guy we’re talking about, I’m sure he’ll ask you a hundred questions about your body and give you a two hour lecture before you try it out. He’s a real stickler for safety.”
Both women jumped when the door opened and the two Doms walked in with steaming mugs of hot chocolate.
“Who’s a stickler for safety?” Guy asked, placing a bright red mug in Gina’s hands.
He looked at both subs in turn, waiting for an answer.
Catching sight of Becky’s worry at being caught making fun of Guy’s safety rules, Gina decided to answer for them both. “I just asked Becky about the dungeon. I’ve never been in one, and the thought of it kind of scared me. Becky was just explaining about it and saying I’d be fine because you were so careful about safety, Sir.”
“Hmm. I could have sworn I heard the word stickler, but seeing as my dungeon was the topic, I’ll let it go.” Gina saw the relief on Becky’s face and then turned back to her Dom as he spoke, “We’ll certainly have to try it out soon, as you’re showing so much interest, little sub.”
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sp; Gina’s heart sank as she drank a mouthful of the chocolate. “That sounds great, Sir,” she managed. Shit. That was the second time he had obviously overheard her conversation when he wasn’t meant to. Did he have ESP or something?
Guy broke into laughter and sat down on the sofa. “Your enthusiasm is overwhelming me. Have another sip, then put the mug down and come here.”
Gina took a large gulp from the mug, placed the cup on the side table, and delicately moved toward her Dom. He tutted and pulled her unceremoniously onto his lap, together with the blanket.
“Andy. I think the remote is over by you, if you would do the honors.”
“Certainly,” Andy replied with a grin. Looking at Becky, he frowned and tapped his lap. She frowned back, obviously not wanting to move from her warm, comfortable spot at the end of their sofa.
Without batting an eyelid, Andy grabbed his obstinate sub, pulled her over his knee instead of onto it, and pulled the blanket from her body.
“Subs do as their Doms wish every time, pet, not when they feel like it.” With that, Andy proceeded to spank Becky four times, extremely hard, two heavy swats on each cheek.
Gina tried not to stare, but she couldn’t seem to peel her eyes away from his enormous hands. Guys were large and muscular enough, her bottom could testify to that, but Andy’s were like boats! Becky’s ass must be on fire, even after just four spanks.
After Andy had finished, Becky knelt up on the sofa, her face full of remorse. “I’m sorry, Sir,” she said in a soft voice.
“Get up on here now, sub,” he growled, and she immediately climbed onto his lap and curled up against him like a kitten. “You’re forgiven,” he said and kissed her on the top of her blonde curls.
Gina caught the look that passed between the two of them and, again, felt a tinge of jealousy at the closeness and love they shared, and the obvious success of their BDSM relationship.
Maybe she and Guy would end up—it was a ridiculous thought not worth finishing. In less than two weeks, she would return to the States and he would carry on with his life here in Britain. She would always be grateful to him for offering to help her grow accustomed to this lifestyle. She had learned a lot just in the last day, not to mention how incredible the sex had been. But that was all it could be, two weeks with Guy, and then back to her life in America.