An American Submissive in Britain (23 page)

Ronnie and David followed her. “She’s just a child, Gina. Maybe you should be cutting her some slack,” Ronnie said. “After all, she’s still trying to come to terms with losing her dad.”

“What?” David exasperated. “Are you kidding? Why do you always defend her, no matter how she behaves? She should come back here right now and apologize to Gina.”

“It’s okay, David. I think it’s just best that I leave.” Gina put on her coat and walked to the front door. Before she opened it, she turned and faced Ronnie. “It may not have occurred to you, but I’ve lost my dad too. And if your daughter is still just a child, maybe you should watch the amount of alcohol she seems to consume. Her behavior might improve somewhat.”

With that, Gina opened the door and stepped out into the cold winter fog.

She hadn’t got to the end of the driveway before the tears started to pour down her face. She ignored David’s pleas for her to come back. All she’d wanted was to be a small part of her father’s other family. She’d wanted to welcome them with open arms, but it had all gone so horribly wrong.

Homesickness threatened to overwhelm her as she stumbled down the dark lane back toward the main road. Her mom and stepdad felt like a million miles away at this moment. She’d never missed them so much in her life.

She walked for what seemed like ages before she came to a road sign that she didn’t recognize at all. The fog had thickened considerably while she’d been at David’s house, and now, after walking for at least fifteen minutes, she had no idea where she was.

“Oh great, this night is getting better and better.” She looked all around her, and thankfully, saw a light in front of her, to her left, quite a distance from where she was, but it seemed to be the only one. It was probably a house, so she’d make her way over there and get some directions.

Gina left the road and started to cross what she thought was a field. Luckily it hadn’t rained recently, so the mud was quite dry, but the fog was much worse. She tripped several times, but managed not to fall. Then just as she thought she’d made some progress, the light went out.

“Oh no, please turn it on again,” she said out loud. “Oh shit, please turn it back on!” She’d shouted the last few words in exasperation, but the light stayed determinedly off.

Gina’s heart rate began to climb as she realized that she might actually be in quite a bit of trouble. It was pitch dark, she was completely lost, and the temperature seemed to be dropping quickly. What the hell was she going to do?

Then she remembered the cell phone Guy had given her. “God, Gina, you are such a jerk!” She opened her bag and fumbled around until she found it. “Please, God, have a signal,” she said, looking in the contacts to find Guy’s number.

“Yes”
she shouted as the number connected and started to ring.

The sense of relief almost caused her to start crying again when she heard her Dom’s voice on the line.

“Hello,” she said in a wobbly voice.

“Gina, what is it? What’s wrong?”

For a second, she didn’t know where to start.

“Gina, tell me where you are.”

“I…don’t know, Sir. It’s dark and cold, and I’m completely lost. I’m so sorry…”

“Okay, baby, I’m near and everything’s going to be fine. Now, take a breath and tell me calmly what happened.”

Gina breathed in and out, and then relayed the last couple of hours to Guy, but when she got to the darkness and the fog and being lost, her anxiety got the better of her, and her voice rose to a shriek.

“Please help me, Sir. I can’t see a thing, and there are strange noises out here, like yelping or something. The fog is really thick, and it’s freezing—”

“Listen to me now, sub.” It was a command, and it stopped Gina instantly. “The yelping is just the foxes, and they are absolutely harmless. Tell me exactly the way you went when you left the house.”

Gina told him all she could remember, but all she knew for sure is that she was standing in the middle of a field, shivering.

“I’m almost in Newmarket, so I’ll be with you in just a few minutes. I think I know exactly where you are, so stay right there. Don’t move at all. I’m going to stop the car when I think I’m near you, I’ll flash the headlights so you can see me. If I’m right in front of you, or fairly close, yell as loud as you can, but stay put, and I’ll come to you. I don’t want you tripping and falling. Okay?”

“Okay.”

He talked soothingly to her, right up until he stopped the car. He opened the door and flashed his headlights several times, then waited to see if he could hear her.

Gina almost jumped up and down when she saw the lights, and she yelled his name at the top of her voice.

She put the phone up to her ear. “Did you hear me?”

“I heard you sweetheart. Now, stay still; I’m coming.”

It only took him a few minutes to reach her, and when he did, she leapt into his arms and burst into tears of relief.

“I’ve got you; it’s okay, I’ve got you now,” he soothed, and steadying her, put an arm around her shoulder and led her safely back to the car.

“Are you hurt anywhere at all?” he asked.

“No, I’m just cold and damp and feeling really stupid,” she answered.

When he’d helped her into the seat, he went to the trunk and got a warm blanket and tucked it round her securely before getting in and driving them back to his place.

When he’d parked the car, he grabbed his cell and looked through the contacts. Gina heard someone answer, and realized Guy was speaking to David.

He reassured her brother that she was fine, and after a minute he hung up, having arranged for both Gina and David to meet the next afternoon.

Guy said nothing as he grabbed his bag from the back of the car and walked with Gina into the house, shutting the door behind them. Then he took her arm and led her straight upstairs to his bedroom.

He left her standing in the middle of the room while he sat on a large leather chair under the window.

“Gina, why did you not call me as soon as you had left the house?” he asked.

“I don’t know, I guess I was too angry and upset. I just wanted to be as far away from there as possible.”

“Do you know what could have happened to you, if you hadn’t been able to get hold of me?” His tone was controlled, but she could tell he was really upset with her. “Right behind where you were, there’s an old quarry. If you had fallen into that, you could have been killed.

“I told you to call me if there were any problems—any at all, and you did not follow my instructions until it was way too late.”

Gina knew she should have called him sooner, but all she wanted was for him to hold her and tell her it was okay now. She hadn’t hurt herself, so why wasn’t he comforting her?

“Look, I’m sorry, but it’s okay now and…”

The words died on her lips as Guy stood up and strode toward her. He pulled her jacket and shirt off, and then undid her bra and yanked it from her body in one fluid movement.

“Hey!” She tried to back away, but he held her firmly by the shoulders until she stopped moving.

“Keep still, sub, or this will take a lot longer.” Then he undid her skirt, removing it quickly, and pulled off her pantyhose, ripping them as he did so. Next, he pulled her panties down and growled at her to step out of them.

Taking her wrist, he marched her, naked, across to his chair and bent her unceremoniously over his lap.

“It is not okay, sub, and you are going to be punished for not doing as you were instructed and worrying both David and myself.”

“No!” she wailed, but it was useless. He began to spank her, his hand coming down hard and fast on her bottom. She struggled and cried out, calling him every name she could think of, but he carried on, until finally, she lay across him limply, tears pouring down her cheeks.

When he finally finished her spanking, her ass was burning, and all she wanted to do was run out of the room and never come back.

Guy lifted her up until she was standing and then put his arms around her. “It’s all over now, sweetheart,” he said in a low, soft voice.

Gina stood there, hating him, and yet wanting nothing more than to be with him, at the same time. How could she want him after that?

“You…How could you?” The words wouldn’t come, and she hiccupped, trying to get her crying under control.

He made her stand there until he knew for sure that she had calmed down, and then he picked her up in his arms and carried her to his bed. She flinched as her bottom touched the cool sheets, and he covered her with his thick comforter. He sat down beside her on the edge of the bed.

He stroked her cheek as he spoke, “Being a submissive means you do as your Dom has instructed you, no matter what. I am in charge of your well-being, and you put yourself in danger instead of letting me take care of you. You needed to be disciplined because of that.”

Gina thought about his words and let herself look at it from his point of view. Okay, maybe she should have called him and asked for his help a lot sooner. She’d been so upset at the time, and had just wanted to get as far away from that house as possible But if she were a proper submissive, his instructions would have been the first thing in her mind the moment she’d walked away, and she would have immediately picked up the cell and called him.

She had wanted the lifestyle of a submissive, and things like this were a part of that lifestyle. She had messed up, and now she had to take responsibility for that. If she didn’t, then she would be failing in her commitment to him.

Maybe he thought she had failed already.

“I’m very sorry, Sir. Please, will you forgive me, because I really need you to hug me right now?”

Guy leaned down and pulled her out of the comforter and onto his lap, cradling her against his chest while she snuggled up against him.

“Of course you’re forgiven, but you know, tonight wasn’t what I had in mind when I told you to conserve your energy.”

She managed a small laugh, but couldn’t help shivering while she sat on his lap.

Guy seemed to notice the goose bumps immediately. “Come on, change of plan.”

He stood up, depositing her onto the carpet, and then led her into the ensuite bathroom. The small room was a lot warmer, and he made her stand in front of the radiator while he ran her a bath. After rooting around in a couple of the drawers under the mirror, he found some moisturizing body wash and added it to the water so that bubbles formed instantly.

“I know how you women are about bubbles,” he said with a grin, sitting on the edge of the bath. He then pulled her over to stand next to him while they waited for it to finish filling.

His hands caressed her sore, tender bottom, and she wondered how it was going to react to the hot water.

She didn’t have to wait long to find out. When she stepped into the water and sat down, she hissed at the heat on her spanked skin.

Guy chuckled, and she scowled at him.

“Is that really a scowl you’re giving me, sweetheart?” he asked.

“No,
Sir
,” she growled, forcing her face to take on a nicer expression.

Guy roared with laughter and knelt next to the bath, picking up the soap and lathering his hands. He washed each of her limbs and then her back, soothing away all the tension with his large, efficient strokes.

Gina sighed with pleasure when he massaged the soap into her breasts then gasped, feeling her nipples pucker and harden as he played with each one, teasing them into hard points. He washed the soap away before he leaned down and flicked them both with his hot tongue. Her pussy contracted, reacting to his ministrations, and she ached for his hands to travel down and tend to her there as well. Her hips started to move from side to side, and she became more agitated with her need to have him inside her.

“Lie back and close your eyes,” Guy instructed, and with an effort, she did as she was told.

He spread her legs and put each one up on the side of the bath, and then ran his hands straight down over her mound. Without any warning, he pushed two fingers into her, his thumb rubbing over her clit as his fingers thrust in and out of her opening.

Gina gripped the side of the bath, shocked once again at how quickly her body had responded to him. Her body seemed to come alive under his touch, so much more than it ever had with anyone else. And with him out of town these last few days, she’d craved him even more so than before.

He pinched her clit and her hips bucked, then he bent his head and took each nipple into his mouth again, sucking and pulling on the taut buds until she thought she’d scream.

When he stopped and leaned back on his heels, she groaned.

“No…Please, Sir… More.”

Her eyes flew open as she felt her body being lifted from the tub. Guy turned her around and bent her over the bath, making sure her hands gripped the far side.

“Open your legs and present your ass to me, sub,” he said, his voice hoarse.

She did as he commanded, arching her back as much as she could, pushing her ass up for her Dom. Guy tore off his clothes as if wanting nothing between his body and hers. His cock sprang free from his jeans, and he rubbed it over her ass, causing her to moan with desire.

Hard hands grabbed her hips and he thrust into her, his huge shaft hitting the back of her cervix with the force of his entry. Gina went up on her toes, her body pushing back against him, her overwhelming need matching his.

She yelped when he slapped her thigh, hard.

“You do not move unless I tell you. Your body belongs to me now, and you will accept my cock whenever I desire. Do you understand who makes the decisions and who will obey them, sub?”

His voice was almost menacing, and Gina made her body stay absolutely still. “Yes, Sir, I understand.”

All at once, he started to fuck her hard, pummeling in and out of her pussy, the grip on her hips increasing until she was sure he would leave bruises on her. Amazingly, the thought delighted her.

He seemed to swell inside her, and she embraced the tightness as he pounded into her, each thrust making her breasts swing until his hands left her hips and took hold of them instead.

The orgasm built strong and fast and threatened to overwhelm her with its intensity. Then, when she was right at the edge, he changed positions, just slightly, and hit her right on her g-spot. She screamed as one of the hardest, most intense orgasms she’d ever had overtook her body entirely. The noise vibrated off the walls of the small bathroom, and Guy’s hands left her breasts to grab her hips once more, this time to stop her from collapsing underneath him.