Page 63 of Brie's Submission
Brie gratefully grasped his cock, hoping it would distract her from her throbbing nipples. She ran her tongue over his head, paying special attention to the frenulum, the stringy part Mr. Gallant had taught her about.
He groaned appreciatively. “Nice.”
While she stimulated him with her mouth, she caressed his balls with her hands. Then she moved southward and glided her finger over the soft skin between his cock and his anus. She started pressing against it and heard a rumble in his chest.
He squeezed the fullness of her breasts, which seemed to help ease the sharp pinch of the clamps. Brie could feel the pain slowly transforming into a dull, sensual ache. As it increased, the vibration in her ass began having a more positive effect. The combination of stimuli was mounting into another orgasm.
“Have you climaxed while deep-throating a man?” her Dom asked.
Brie disengaged from his cock. “No, Doctor.”
“Excellent. I like to enjoy firsts with my patients.” He placed his rigid member back in her mouth. “Keep the line of your throat straight for me.” She fully expected that he would begin thrusting and she tensed, but he was slow and gentle, pressing the back of her throat, but then pulling back and pressing again a little harder. “Relax, Miss Bennett. This is an easy pill to swallow.”
He sure had some cheesy doctor lines, but it was somewhat endearing. Brie obeyed him and opened her throat to his shaft. The head of his cock slid down halfway and then he stopped. After a few seconds, he pulled out so she could take a breath. “Well done. Let’s try that again, but this time I want to add extra stimulation.” He picked up the silver dildo from the tray. Brie snuck a quick peek and saw that only the giant syringe remained. She shuddered and looked back at the ceiling.
Her Dom smiled down at her. “Concentrate on your loins, Miss Bennett, while I enjoy that lusty throat of yours.” He turned on the dildo to full vibration, which was in harmony with the one vibrating in her ass. She opened her mouth to him and he inserted his cock, pushing past the resistance and deep into her throat.
He leaned over, positioning the vibrator against her needy clit. She twitched when it made contact and moaned softly, but the sound of her pleasure was muffled by his large cock. He moved the dildo over her clit slowly, teasingly.
Just as the blood started pounding in her head, he pulled out so she could catch a breath. “I enjoy the control you have over your throat,” he complimented. “I have a better understanding of why you received a seven for your first auction.”
It was news to Brie that the bidding Doms had been informed of their prior ratings. It explained the lack of enthusiasm at Mary’s auction. She couldn’t help wondering how this Dom would rate her, but those thoughts flew out of the window when his dick claimed her throat again.
He pressed the vibrator hard against her clit as he pushed deep into her. The buildup was rushing forward to a crescendo she couldn’t control. She almost gave in to it, but he pulled back and said soothingly, “Not yet, Miss Bennett. Not yet.”
Her body was a torrent of sensation from the harmonic vibrations of the toys, the dull, throbbing ache of the clamps, and the total feeling of possession as he forced his cock down her throat. She was willingly and completely at his mercy.
He played with her breasts again, tugging lightly on the clamps, making her instantly aware again of their painful bite. “Now we’re ready. Take several deep breaths. I want to savor it.”
She breathed in deeply, infusing her blood with oxygen, before opening her mouth to him. He slid his cock into her throat, deeper than before, and then pressed the vibrator against the side of her erect clit. Her whole body tensed as it readied itself for release.
“Concentrate on all the sensations, Miss Bennett. Live in the moment and succumb to them.”
Brie didn’t last long, her body desperate for the impending orgasm. Her pelvis lifted off the paper, her heart beating like a drum as the first contraction hit. She made guttural noises as her ass muscles clamped around the anal stimulator and her clit pulsed in time with it. His cock became still, deep in her throat, and then began its own pulsing rhythm. They were in sync as they climaxed together. Hers ended before his and she had to lie quietly, not allowing herself to panic as he finished his orgasm.
He slowly pulled out and then stroked her face as he leaned over to kiss her forehead. “Now, remember what I said. No more cocks down your throat for at least two days. Doctor’s orders.”
She stared up at him and smiled. He really did have an odd sense of humor she enjoyed.
That happy feeling disappeared when he went for the last item on the tray. He held up the large syringe and pushed on the plunger. Clear liquid dripped down the length of the needle. Her eyes widened in fear.
He looked down at her and grinned. “I put this out solely for your benefit, Miss Bennett. I assumed a woman afraid of doctors must be afraid of needles. It is simply a prop.”
Brie started giggling out of relief. The laughter soon became uncontrollable as tears ran down her face.
His green eyes sparkled with amusement. “I had you going, didn’t I?”
She nodded vigorously, unable to speak. She went to wipe the wetness from her eyes, but he stopped her.
Her Dom leaned down and kissed her tears away. “Nothing is as sweet as tears of laughter, Miss Bennett.”
Doctor Harris helped her with her clothes before he dressed himself. Then he surprised her by taking her out to a small but exclusive restaurant. Instead of spending the entire time fucking her, this Dom chose to make conversation over plates of Portobello ravioli and red wine. He asked about her film experience and didn’t laugh when she told him about her film shorts. He seemed genuinely interested in her beyond her submissive persona, and it impressed Brie.
As she watched him over dinner, however, Brie realized that Doctor Harris didn’t have a chance with her. Yes, he was witty and charming, but he lacked Sir’s intense stare and the slight smirk that made her want to quiver at his feet. She was excited when the time came to return to the Center.
Once again, the three girls detailed their experiences for the panel. During the debriefing, Brie found out that Lea had spent the day acting out the role of a private to a very demanding female sergeant, while Mary had played the reluctant hooker being wooed by a smooth-talking pimp. Brie was relieved that Mary had had a positive experience this time around—it had made the normally unpleasant woman much more animated and personable.
After Sir had dismissed them, Brie invited Lea to join her after class for a little female debriefing and drinks. Mary remained in her seat, checking through her purse for something. Just as the elevator doors began to close, Brie felt a twinge of guilt. She stuck her arm out to open the doors back up.
