Page 145 of Brie's Submission
Brie’s breathing came in short gasps. Mistress gently laid Brie’s hand on her lap and started slowly circling the inside of her palm. “Five…four…three…” Brie thighs squeezed together of their own accord. “Two…” The chill washed over her. “One…”
Brie cried out as her pussy started pulsating. Her orgasm was subtle, but it was definitely a real orgasm.
“Good sub.” Mistress patted her palm before standing up. Brie waited several minutes before Ms. Clark took off the blindfold. Brie noticed she was fully dressed.
“What did you think, Miss Bennett?”
Brie suddenly understood how Ms. Clark must have felt when Brie had made her orgasm through cunnilingus. It was weird to have experienced pleasure at the hands of an unwanted partner. But the experience itself had been amazing. To come without any stimulation to her pussy had been extraordinary and she was grateful for the experience.
“I liked it very much, Mistress.”
“Call me by my trainer title.”
The scene was officially over. “Yes, Ms. Clark.”
“I’m glad to hear you enjoyed it. Dress—we have a short stop before you can leave.”
Brie quickly dressed, keeping her eyes to the floor as she followed Ms. Clark out of the room. They walked back down the hallway straight to Sir’s office.
Ms. Clark knocked on the frame of the door. “We are done.”
Sir looked up from his desk. “How did it go?”
“I found her quite easy to manipulate, quite easy indeed. I consider our Miss Bennett to be a hypnosis slut.”
And the old Ms. Clark returns…
Sir turned his attention to Brie. “Miss Bennett, what did you think of the experience?”
Despite Ms. Clark’s insult, she smiled into Sir’s gorgeous eyes. “It was amazing, Sir.”
He nodded to her in a fatherly way. “Excellent. You are dismissed. Expect my call in the morning.” He looked at Ms. Clark. “Please stay behind. I would like to talk with you.”
Brie couldn’t wait to spend time with Sir without prying eyes, and would have skipped down the hallway if her shoes had allowed it.
Serving her Khan
Brie received a text message at precisely eight o’clock the next morning:Dress in clothes provided. Prepare your body for your Dom. I will come by to pick you up at 6 PM.
She couldn’t even think straight after that. Spending a whole night with Sir was unimaginable! She fumbled her way through work. Mr. Reynolds was startled when her drawer came up fifteen dollars short.
“What’s going on, Brie? This is so unlike you.”
As embarrassing as it was, she didn’t really care. She would be in Sir’s arms tonight. “Mr. Reynolds, can I just pay you the fifteen dollars?”
“That’s not how it works, Brie. I have to write you up, per store policy.”
She smiled. “Okay. Do whatever you have to.”
Mr. Reynolds shook his head. “What’s happened?”
Brie giggled and blurted, “I have a hot date tonight!”
He frowned, but she could tell it was forced. “A hot date is not an excuse for a short drawer.”
“Honest, I will try to keep more focused tomorrow, but I feel too wonderful to care right now.”
“I think you should stay home tomorrow,” he stated.
