Page 134 of Brie's Submission
“Looks a little too young and untried. Not what I want tonight. Take her away.”
I blurt out, “I may be untried, my Lord, but I am willing.”
He gives me a second glance. “Willing? What does that really mean coming from a little girl? You know not what you propose.” He motions me away, but I am determined.
“I am yours, my Lord, to use as you please.” I bow before him in complete supplication.
“I will not be gentle or kind,” he warns.
“Let me please you, my King.”
He snorts in amusement. “So be it.” He points to the old servant holding the flask of wine beside him. “Pleasure him with your mouth while I watch.”
My heart beats fiercely as I approach the servant. I have never given oral pleasures before and have no idea how to go about it. My King takes the wine flask from the stunned man and laughs as he sets it down on the table. “Been a long time, has it, Thomas?”
“Yes, Sire.”
“Good. Then this shouldn’t take long.” My King looks at me and says drolly, “Go on, girl. Please your King.”
I fumble at untying the man’s trousers and I hear my King chuckle unkindly. I pull down his pants, along with his undergarments, and am shocked at the largeness of his staff. I’ve never seen one before and find it intimidating.
“Go on, child,” my King commands, pushing me down on my knees before the old servant.
I open my mouth hesitantly and stick out my tongue, licking the end of his member. It twitches and I back away. I can hear the dissatisfied grunt of my King and quickly recover from my shock. I lick it again and a bitter taste fills my mouth. I do not retreat. Instead, I lick it more eagerly.
“Take him in your mouth.”
With my heart pounding, I open my lips and the old man’s shaft fills my mouth. My cry is muffled when he pushes himself in deeper.
“That’s it. Suck his staff with that virginal mouth until he comes.”
The old man grabs my head and starts thrusting his member harder and harder. I know my King is watching so I moan, holding the thick member with one hand. Suddenly, the rigid member begins pulsing in my mouth. The old man groans loudly as copious amounts of bitter fluid burst forth from his manhood.
“Swallow it all,” my King commands.
I swallow without question, distressed when some of the liquid escapes my lips. The servant pulls his shaft from my mouth with a satisfied sigh. I wipe the extra from my mouth, but my King growls, “I said swallow it all.”
I lick my hands, making sure to clean off all of the bitter liquid.
My King sits back in his chair and smiles wickedly at me. “That was entertaining, but I am not convinced you are worthy.”
While Thomas pulls up his trousers, I bow to my King. “How may I prove myself, Lord?”
“I assume you are a virgin.”
“Yes, my King.” I am completely prepared to sacrifice my virginity to my sovereign.
But he surprises me when he says, “You shall give your maidenhood to my priest. That would entertain me on so many levels.”
I gasp at his audaciousness, but dutifully answer, “It would be my pleasure, my Lord.”
He snaps his fingers. “Get young Father Christopher. Tell him… Tell him I have a special assignment only my priest can perform.”
I watch with frightened curiosity as the soldiers leave to retrieve the priest…
“Miss Bennett.”
Brie looked up from her journal and pouted.
