Page 33 of Brie's Submission
“Are you ready for more?”
Her heart quickened. “Yes, Master.”
His baritone laugh caused her juices to flow. “Ah, I like hearing that word come out of your mouth.” She heard him discard the glove and assumed he was picking up the flogger. In her mind, it was a jet black one with fifty tails. She could just imagine how she looked, her hands still at her neck bound by the black silk, her eyes covered in lace, her chest panting rapidly, the skin on her back red from the leather. Then there was Marquis Gray, poised behind her, ready to lash her with the menacing-looking flogger. What were the other girls thinking? How did it make Sir feel?
Brie cleared her mind and readied herself for the first hit. She hadthoughtshe was ready, but she was not. The multiple tails hit the right side of her back with a loud thud, and she yelped.
“Color?” he asked.
“Yellow.”
“Perfect.” Her Dom stroked her hair with his free hand, causing a river of tender sensations. “Your endorphins are starting to flow now. Do you feel it?”
She nodded, hoping he would continue stroking her hair, but he pulled back and announced, “I am going to flog you on the other side now. Give in to the sensation. Embrace it.” She heard the movement in the air before she felt the impact. A loud thud echoed in her head. This time, she whimpered softly. Although his swing had been a little harder, it left her feeling warm.
“Color?”
“Yellowish green.”
He chuckled. “I think you are properly warmed up, pearl.”
He moved away from her and then the sound of Mozart suddenly filled the auditorium. He placed something in front of her and said, “Lean against it. You’ll need the support when you enter subspace.” She leaned her chest against what must have been a stool.
He stood behind her and said soothingly, “Enjoy the ride.”
She took a deep breath, feeling almost lightheaded. There was no fear, only excitement for what was about to happen. The rain of blows began in steady rhythm with the music. Each thud of contact sent waves of electricity through her body. The sensation started at the point of contact, but grew as it flowed through her. It reminded her of a drop of rain landing in still water. Tears of pleasure squeezed themselves through the blindfold as she let the music and sensations carry her.
Brie was disappointed when he stopped. He lightly brushed the curve of her neck with his fingers. She moaned softly at the intimate contact. Then he took the silk hanging from her wrists and teased her skin with the ends of it. She purred as the cool silk trailed over her warm back. Her whole body focused on the erotic feel of it.
“Color?” he growled lustfully. It was obvious from the tone of his voice that he found his role sexually exciting.
“Green, Master. Oh, so very green.”
“More then?”
“Please…”
She readjusted herself against the stool, biting her lower lip as she waited. The music had changed to a slower melody, and Marquis Gray adjusted his lashes accordingly. They were coming harder now, bringing with them jolts of electrical sensation. A tingling started in her toes, then slowly rose through her body until it seemed to burst from her head. She moaned in spiritual ecstasy. It was intense, like an orgasm.
She was barely aware when he stopped and tried talking to her. Brie had to concentrate to make out his words. “Nod if you are still green.”
With great effort, she nodded slightly.
“Good, pearl. I think that is enough for your first time.”
Brie slowly shook her head.
“You are going to have to trust me that you’ve had enough.”
“Please, Master,” she managed to whisper.
He chuckled lustfully. “Begging for it, are we?”
A Cuddle & Dismissal
She heard him throw the flogger in the chest, and then he gently untied her wrists. She put them down, but her arms felt like foreign objects. Marquis Gray picked her up in his thin but deceptively strong arms and carried her from the stage. Instead of returning Brie to her seat, he carried her to the back of the auditorium, where she heard an assistant open a door.
He put her down on a soft bed and then lay beside her, pulling her close to him. She could feel the rigidness of his cock through his thick jeans as it rested against her buttocks. Marquis untied the blindfold, and she saw they were in a small room lit by soft candlelight. He used the lace of her blindfold to caress her skin, starting with her shoulder, moving over her breasts, lingering near her bellybutton. She lay there with her eyes closed in total bliss, focusing on the delicious sensation.
