Page 113 of Brie's Submission
Lea squealed after they left his classroom. “Another field trip!”
Brie couldn’t hide her excitement. “I wonder what we’ll be asked to do this time. I love outdoor practicums!”
Mary scoffed, “It sounds dumb to me.”
Brie frowned. “Why do you have to put everything down? You never give anything a chance, even though you end up enjoying it.”
“Hey, don’t knock how I approach life. If I expect the worst, when it happens I’m not disappointed.”
Brie shook her head. “That sounds like a depressing way to live.”
Mary snorted. “It works for me. If things go well then it’s an unexpected surprise, and I’m happy about it.”
Brie stopped in the middle of the hallway. “What if, by expecting things to go badly, you guarantee they do?”
Lea piped in, “Yeah, like what if you’re creating your own reality with your negative thinking?”
Mary rolled her eyes. “If that were true, I would never experience anything good. The fact that I do shoots your little theory to hell. Why do you two even care, anyway?”
“Because your negative attitude affects us,” Lea answered.
Mary growled angrily, “Andthisis why I hate women! I don’t want to hold hands and skip around pretending everything is wonderful. It’s dumb.”
“No, you’re dumb!” Lea snapped.
Her venomous outburst surprised Brie. They couldn’t afford to fight—not now. This was their last week together.
Maybe that’s why Mary is acting hostile.What if Mary didn’t want their time together to end any more than she did?
Brie stopped again and turned on them both. “Enough! We are here to support each other. Tonight, we are going to kick butt on our tasks. Our trainers will talk about our awesomeness for years, do you understand me?”
Lea smiled at her. “Uh-huh! Kicking ass and taking names…”
“You two are so juvenile,” Mary said contemptuously as she walked ahead of the two. Then she looked back and added with a wink, “Of course, I’m going to kick better butt than either of you. It’ll bemyname the trainers will be talking about for years.”
Brie pulled the belt from her coat discreetly, folding it in half. When Mary wasn’t looking, she whipped her ass with it. “You wish! It’s Brie all the way, woman.”
Mary jumped away in surprise and then faced her with a grin. “Stinky cheese? I think not.” She scooted to the side when Brie tried to hit her again.
Lea giggled adorably. “Yes, you will be remembered as Mary Quite Contrary and Stinky Brie, but it will be Lea the Lovely that will stand above the rest.”
“Bend over, Lea. I must beat you for that,” Brie commanded.
They heard a door open and Faelan popped his head out of the classroom. His voice was unusually stern. “Youareaware that we can hear every word you say.”
Brie instantly apologized, bowing her head in mortification. How embarrassing to have had Blue Eyes, along with the other training Dominants, hear their feminine exchange.
He replied, “As penance, you three must go home tonight and strap on a vibrator at full blast for a half-hour without coming.” He disappeared back into the classroom.
As the three hurried to the commons, Lea whispered, “Do you think he was serious?”
Brie shrugged. “I’m not sure.”
Sir greeted the girls with a nod of his head. If he had heard their ruckus, he didn’t mention it. However, Brie felt certain he would hear of it later.
He said pleasantly, “Mr. Gallant spoke to you about rituals. Tonight I will assign each of you a ritual I expect you to follow at the beginning of each session for the remainder of your training.”
He addressed Mary first. “As soon as you enter the room, you are to move to the side and bow low with your arms outstretched on the floor. You are not allowed to speak or move until one of the trainers acknowledges you. Do so now.”
