Page 141 of Brie's Submission
Brie relaxed and gave in to the sensation. He ran the spur-like wheel over her exposed skin, acclimating her to its unique pleasure. Once he had her skin tingling from it, she heard his belt buckle being undone.
She was surprised to feel his shaft press against her pussy and immediately reacted. “I can’t!” Brie tried to scoot backwards, but he held her still. She cried out from inside the hood, “I can only couple with my trainer if other trainers are around, Master.”
He chuckled lightly as his tight grip on her loosened. “Ah, but I am not technically a staff member of the Center. The rules do not apply to me, young Brie.”
She nodded her head inside the hood and relaxed back on the table.
“Do not worry, I wouldn’t risk your training or my reputation,” he said soothingly as he began caressing her pussy with his massive cock. He spread her legs wider, coating his manhood with her juices as he readied Brie for penetration.
When he finally pushed the head of his large shaft inside her, she found herself grunting from effort. She’d forgotten just how big Master Anderson was and had to force her body to relax to a greater degree. Master was a challenging man to receive.
“So tight,” he exclaimed appreciatively as he pushed himself in deeper.
Brie could just imagine his immense manhood opening her up. The vision of it turned her on and she tilted her hips to further his progress.
“Good…” he growled hoarsely. Master Anderson began thrusting his dick into her, causing Brie to cry out. There was nothing like being filled past capacity to make a girl lose herself. Her senses blurred as Master Anderson fucked her with his mammoth cock. It pulled and tugged her into another reality. Soon she felt him shudder inside her warm depths.
It gave Brie an intoxicating sense of power. Not only could she take his manly shaft in its entirety, but she could bring him nirvana.
Master Anderson quickly disengaged and removed the hood. “The favor shall be returned later, but for now we must receive our guests.”
He helped her with her dress and teased her hair to maintain the just-fucked look. Then he cleaned his instrument before returning it to the wall.
He turned to her and grinned enchantingly. “Let the fun begin.”
The two walked into the foyer just in time to receive the first of his many guests. Brie about dropped to her knees when she opened the door to Mr. Holloway, the producer of two of the most popular cable series on TV. Her big chance stood before her, and all she could do was stare at him like a complete idiot.
Master Anderson came up behind her, placing his hand on the small of her back while holding out the other to give the producer’s a hearty shake. “I am glad you could make it, Mr. Holloway. I know Miss Bennett is grateful to make your acquaintance as well.”
“Ah, yes, Miss Bennett. The table trick.”
Brie blanched at his remark.
He seemed to find amusement in her discomfort and smiled. “So Gray didn’t tell you I was the designated lookout in case you failed in your task to be discreet.”
To hide her shock, she shook her head good-naturedly and asked, “May I take your coat, Mr. Holloway?”
He shrugged off his jacket and handed it to her, then dug into his shirt pocket and pulled out a card. “Gray says you are filming a documentary about the Center. I should have some time off in three months. Give me a call then and I’ll give it a look.”
Brie took the card and answered in a calm voice, “I will be sure to do that, thank you.” Thank heavens for her sub training! It saved her from falling all over him and making a fool of herself.
Within an hour, the house was full to capacity and Brie was running around serving drinks, along with exotic finger foods prepared by her two friends. She was floating on cloud nine. Mr. Holloway knew who she was and wanted to look at her documentary! Her break had finally come and it was all due to Marquis Gray, the man she’d nearly poisoned with her cooking earlier. She kissed the card and grinned to herself.
Brie suspected there were several submissives in attendance based on their postures and attentiveness to their ‘dates’. It became obvious when she walked into the study to care for her guests and found a submissive bent over an armchair, receiving a hard pounding. Seeing it so unexpectedly was both a shock and a turn-on.
The participants ignored her, so she quietly left the room and headed to the large entertainment area, where she was treated to another copulation scene. This time it was a young man taking a dick deep in the ass from a skinny but lusty Latino.
Master Anderson walked over to Brie, ignoring the erotic scene. “I have a friend I would like you to meet.” He guided her over to a scenic window where an Australian she’d served earlier was waiting. He was of Aboriginal ancestry, with a wide face and beautiful dark skin. His accent had delighted her when she’d heard it earlier but he was extremely quiet, so she asked a question in order to get him to speak. “What may I serve you?”
Master Anderson answered for him. “Actually, young Brie, the item he seeks is you.”
She was suddenly reminded of Rytsar’s party. However, this time her Master wanted to ‘share’. She glanced over at the young sub and saw the Latino had brought out a paddle. A party devoted to sub play… What a concept.
Brie turned to Master Anderson. She was open to the experience, so she bowed low at his feet. “What is your pleasure, Master?”
“That’s my beauty. Present yourself to us,” her Master commanded.
She immediately dropped to the floor before the men, her head down and her legs as open as her little black dress would allow. She felt them both caress her as they slowly removed her clothing. The Aborigine had a soft touch, light like a feather. It intrigued Brie, and she began to focus on his subtle caresses because of the delirious way they made her feel.
