Friday, August 26, 2011

Sexy Excerpt of The Understudy by Lisabet Sarai

THE UNDERSTUDY by Lisabet Sarai

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Blurb

Is there a future in playing stand-in to a slave?

Sarah Gladstone was thrilled to be offered her first real acting job at the Berks Summer Playhouse. She never expected to be working with theatre legend Geoffrey Hart. The charismatic actor quickly brings her under his spell, not to mention his control, as he initiates her into the dark delights of BDSM. He offers her far more than physical pleasure; they share a level of intimacy and trust beyond anything Sarah could have imagined.

According to the rumours, though, Geoff's heart is taken. Renowned actress Anne Merrill, his long time partner and submissive lover, has severed their relationship and Hart has escaped to the Berkshires to lick his emotional wounds. With her youth, inexperience, and girl-next-door persona, Sarah knows that she can't compete with the glamorous theatre veteran. She fears that she's just a substitute for the real object of Geoff's affections. As he draws her deeper into his intoxicating games of dominance and submission, Sarah wonders if she's willing to settle for the role of understudy in this perverse passion play.

Excerpt

“Sarah!” The edge in his voice cut through my blissful fog. “Are you all right?”

I realised the spanking had stopped. I craned my neck to look back at him. His radiant smile burned away the remains of my trance, though I still felt oddly relaxed. Delicate fingers wiped the tears from my cheeks.

“Yes, sir. I’m fine. Thank you, sir.”

Geoffrey’s laugh was full and genuine, without a trace of ridicule. “Very good, little one! I’m proud of you for taking your punishment so well.”

I glowed. He helped me to stand. As I wriggled my way out of his lap, I felt the hard bulk in his groin. He wanted me! Mousy inexperienced little Sarah Gladstone! My lust flooded back in a molten tide. More than anything―at that moment, even more than my own success―I wanted to feel that solid cock inside me.

“I think you’ve earned a reward,” he commented. “Arms up.”

I obeyed without thinking. He dragged my shirt over my head and tossed it on the chair.

“Turn around.” In an instant my skirt was unzipped and puddled around my ankles.

He paced a slow circle around my naked body. “Very nice,” he murmured. “Very nice indeed.”

My nipples peaked and my juices trickled down the inside of my thighs. I didn’t blush, though. I was beyond modesty.

“Your ass is the colour of Maine lobster,” he chuckled. “Does it hurt?”

“Some.” In truth, it felt hot and sore, pulsing like some scarlet lighthouse. Each pang, though, woke echoes in my cunt that balanced the pain.

Geoffrey continued to survey his handiwork, close enough that I could feel the heat from his body, but he didn’t make contact with my hungry skin. Touch me, please! I felt like screaming. But already I knew enough to remain silent.

“I expect that from now on you will be on time.”

“Yes, sir. I’ll try.” Please, please, please―the mantra rang in my mind. But I knew he was once again teaching me patience.

Suddenly he scooped me up in his arms, carried me into the other room and settled me on the bed. I hardly had a moment to appreciate his strength before he released me. I moaned in disappointment.

“Hush! I’ll be with you shortly.” He began to unbutton his shirt.

I watched, holding my breath, as he revealed a muscled chest and flat belly scattered with black curls. Next he unbuckled his belt. It whooshed as he drew it out of his belt loops. From out of nowhere came the thought of that belt laying stinging trails of pain across my bottom.

He heard my gasp and grinned at me. “Not tonight, sweet. Your ass already looks like raw hamburger.”

He unzipped his trousers and pushed them down over his lean hips. His cock arched up from his groin, straining toward the ceiling.

Oh, God! Saliva gathered in my mouth. I stared at the fat rod of flesh bobbing up and down each time he moved. I was dying to run my tongue along the veined shaft and across the rosy bulb. He came to stand beside the bed, that sumptuous cock inches from my fingers. I wanted to grab him, squeeze him, stroke him until he showered me with his sticky jism. His eyes stopped me.

“Don’t forget, girl. I’m in charge here.”

“Yes, sir. I know.”

“Good. Now put your hands over your head and grab hold of the bars.” The headboard of the colonial style maple bed featured ranks of vertical wooden spindles.

“Are you going to tie me up?” I couldn’t believe what I was saying. Everything was happening so fast. I was driving on the freeway without brakes, my own perverse desires looming up and rushing by as I sped along.

I knew he read the naked desire in my face. He chose not to mock me.

“No. I want to see if you can be still, without being bound. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes,” I whispered, wondering if I really could.

“Tonight I just want to use you, to fuck you. To see just what kind of a slut you are.”

He climbed on the bed and nudged my thighs apart with his own. His cock gleamed like a rod of steel.

He rubbed the knob back and forth in the slick groove of my pussy. I arched and ground myself against him, the movements waking echoes of his spanking.

“No!” He clamped his nails around my nipple.

“Ow!”

“I want you to lie still, as if you were bound, or drugged. No squirming around. No trying to come. You’ll come, I promise―I said you deserved a reward―but only when I want you to do so. Do you agree?”

Strange emotion welled up, tightening my chest. I could only nod.

“Trust me, little one. I won’t hurt you. Well, not much. Not more than you can bear. In return, I’ll lead you into a whole new world of pleasure.”

I gripped the wooden bars, watching him smooth a condom over the rampant length of that gorgeous cock. My pussy twitched and wept. I wanted him so badly I was ready to cry. Even more, though, I wanted to show him that I could obey.

Geoffrey positioned himself between my splayed thighs. “Remember, Sarah,” he said. “Be still.” Then he rammed his cock all the way into my cunt in one fierce stroke.


4 comments:

Lisabet Sarai said...

Hello, Roxanne,

Thanks so much for showcasing my steamy little scene.

It gets much hotter of course... but I don't want to give everything away!

heather said...

Wow, that was hott. Definitely plan on reading The Understudy!

wendydbooks said...

wow...great excerpt! Added to my TBR list!!

Lisabet Sarai said...

Hi, Heather and Wendy!

Thanks for dropping by. If you liked the excerpt, definitely get the book - you won't be disappointed!!