Page 119 of Brie's Submission
Auction Day: The Wolf Shows His Teeth
Brie pampered herself the morning before the auction. A long bubble bath with classical music made for a relaxed little submissive. She met Lea and Mary at the school and couldn’t help noticing the Center was buzzing with excitement.
“What’s going on?” she asked Mary.
“I don’t know. It’s weird. Even Ms. Clark is smiling.”
“An actual smile?”
Mary nodded slowly as if she couldn’t believe it, either.
Lea poked Brie in the ribs and pointed out that Sir and Marquis were having a private conversation and were actually laughing together. It was surreal.
When Ms. Clark came to get them, Brie saw her lips turned up in a jovial manner, even when she looked at Brie.Twilight Zone moment, for sure…Brie soon found herself on the stage, anxiously waiting to find out what the excitement was all about. She became distraught when she got the answer.
“This will be the last auction for this class of submissives. In honor of that, we will begin the bidding at one thousand dollars,” the auctioneer announced.
The last auction?She knew the class would be ending next week, but she’d assumed there would be a final auction. She hadn’t been prepared for things to end this fast!
There was a flurry of bidding and the numbers kept rising until she heard the auctioneer call out, “Sold to Faelan for two thousand, four hundred dollars.”
Her first thought was,Oh crap, that’s a lot of money!Her second was utter disbelief.Faelan?
He confidently walked onto the stage and took Brie’s arm. Her heart skipped a beat at his handling of her. The aura surrounding Blue Eyes was intensely male.
Brie followed him down the steps while the bidding began for Mary. The girl ended up in the hands of Captain. This time, he did not bother with the blindfold. She could not see the expression on Mary’s face when he went to retrieve her, but Brie sincerely hoped Mary would be kind to the man.
“Are you ready, blossom?”
Brie looked up into Faelan’s blue eyes and caught her breath. The intensity of his stare made him seem dangerous. She followed meekly behind him, her body quivering with excitement—and a little fear. There was definitely a dangerous vibe to him.
It turned out that Faelan drove an old Mustang convertible. He raised his eyebrow in a sexy manner when he opened the door, explaining to her, “Sucker for classics.”
When she’d sat down, he leaned over and buckled her into the seat, his lips just centimeters from hers. She could almost feel them on her mouth, but he pulled away and said, “Sucker for safety, too.”
Faelan wasn’t a speed demon like Tono, but he did punch it on the straightaways. Brie liked the rumble of the motor and the wind whipping through her hair. She felt a bit wild and stared at Faelan shamelessly.
He drove her to a side of town she hadn’t visited before. The community was made up of young professionals and had an energized feel to it. He pulled up to a small duplex and helped her out of the car.
A jogger passed by and waved. “Hey, Wallace, hot date?”
Blue Eyes gave him a friendly nod and responded, “Something like that.”
The man called back, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
Faelan leaned down and growled in her ear, “Oh, but I plan to.”
She shivered as he led her to his home. This was not the mild-mannered business student she knew from the Center.
His place was small, but filled with modern conveniences. It had a youthful feel. Brie watched him casually fling his keys on a hallway table and motion her to his side.
He said gruffly, “Kneel.”
She basked in the feeling of his dominance as she knelt before him and he placed his hand on her head. He spoke solemnly. “Tonight you will serve me well.”
Her loins tingled with pleasure and anticipation. “Yes, Faelan.”
“Take everything off but your panties.”
