Page 122 of Brie's Submission
She slowed down, licking his frenulum with less vigor.
“Still too fast.”
She looked up at him with his cock still in her mouth. Was he trying to test her? She licked his shaft centimeter by slow centimeter, her concentration focused solely on his manhood. Everything else disappeared as she centered on pleasing him.
She felt his hand on her head. “That’s better, blossom.”
With that simple act, she was totally his submissive again. She moaned with his cock in her mouth, wanting to express her pleasure at being his for the day. She took delight in teasing his manhood and feeling it respond in her mouth—the taste of his pre-come, the warmth of the blood rushing to the area, his rigidness, the little jumps it made in her mouth when she hit just the right spot.
His hand guided her to a faster pace, and she understood he was going to allow her to swallow his essence. “Taste your Master’s pleasure,” he said, grabbing both sides of her head as he released his seed into her mouth. She swallowed rapidly, surprised that it had a fresh tang, not as bitter as most she had tasted. She held on to his shaft as she finished licking the entirety of it.
“That was good. Now stand before me.”
She gracefully stood up. His finger lifted her chin up and his crystal eyes gazed directly into hers. “Who is in charge of you?”
She bowed her head. “You are, Faelan.”
He lifted her chin again. “I may not have the experience of the other Domsyet, but I know parts of you they cannot. We are kindred spirits, you and I.”
She met his confident stare with trepidation. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“You fight against it, but you cannot hide from me.”
Faelan let go of her chin and started moving the chair and other instruments from the room. Then he turned to her. “I will show you what I mean, right now. Stand in the center and face the opposite wall.”
She turned away from him and stood there with a mixture of curiosity and anxiety.
To her surprise, he turned on the stereo. The music that erupted from the speakers had a driving beat, full of deep bass and drums. “Dance,” he commanded.
Brie felt a little silly, but she started wiggling her ass to the beat.
“No, close your eyes and give yourself over to the music.”
She closed her eyes as he’d commanded. She hadn’t heard music like it before. The beat demanded her movement, and the bass drove its vibrations straight to her loins. She relaxed and allowed it to carry her.
“That’s it, blossom…”
His praise heightened her pleasure as she danced for Faelan. The bass vibrated in her core, the electronic notes highlighting the score as she moved instinctually to the erotic rhythm.
Goose bumps rose on her skin when she felt his hot breath upon her shoulder. He pressed against her and started moving with her. The two gyrated together as a single unit, in time with the sensual beat. She looked down at his masculine arm wrapped around her waist, struck by how intensely male he was.
He moved away from her and ordered her to continue dancing. She did so reluctantly, wanting Faelan to continue his physical seduction of her. She closed her eyes again and moved to the rhythm, swaying her hips and moving her arms gracefully above her head, feeling totally, utterlyfemale.
Her nipples hardened as she felt his naked skin pressing against her, his firm cock tucked between her ass cheeks. Then she felt warm liquid down her front, and the scent of milk chocolate filled her nostrils. Her eyes popped open. She looked down and watched his chocolate-covered hands make dark trails over her white skin.
“Keep dancing,” he murmured.
They moved in sync with the music as he covered her chest in warm chocolate. He left for a second and then returned, his hands dripping with more of the sweet ambrosia. She put her hands over his and followed them as they trailed down her stomach and then moved to her waist, grabbing her aggressively. She laid her head back against his shoulder, giving in to the warm sensation of his chocolate caress.
He panted in her ear like an animal. Then she felt his masculine hand grasp her throat, holding her possessively. She was overcome by the gesture, loving the submissive emotion it provoked. “Release your animal, blossom,” he growled. He then pushed two fingers into her mouth and she started sucking them as they continued to grind to the music.
When the beat slowed, Faelan turned her around and pushed Brie to her knees, then joined her on the floor. He cupped her breasts in his hands and squeezed them together before licking and biting her chocolate flesh. Brie moaned raggedly, but her voice could not compete with the loud music filling her senses. The driving rhythm made her feel young, reckless, wild… She scratched her chocolaty fingernails down his chest. She looked down at his long, hard cock and cried, “I need…”
His lustful stare melted her loins. He turned her away from him, forcing her onto her hands and knees. Faelan grabbed her buttocks roughly, sexually, with only one thought in mind—to impale her with his manhood. She growled with animal passion as he delivered a powerful thrust. The two of them fucked to the aggressive beat of the music. His thrusts were demanding and she met every stroke by pushing against him, driving him in deeper. Needing more…
He sensed her unspoken desire and pushed her to the cold marble, shoving his cock deeper. She closed her eyes and accepted all of him.Possess me!
The two of them grunted as they copulated on the floor—and copulated was the proper term. Shewaslust—hungry, insatiable, ravenous. He met that unquenchable need, fucking her hard, picking her up and pushing her against walls, tables, chairs… He was rough with her, pulling her hair, grabbing her forcefully, slamming his cock into her repeatedly.
