Page 129 of Brie's Submission
Truly, life doesn’t get better than this…
The End Approaches
Even though it was nearly five a.m., the girls were still partying hard. Five weeks of submissive training meant they had a lot to celebrate. Mary had even given Brie permission to turn the camera back on so that she could record their conversation for her documentary.
“But if you dare get mushy on me, that thing is trash,” Mary warned, pointing to Brie’s movie camera.
“Got it. I promise to treat you like the heartless bitch you are, Mary,” Brie joked.
“Fine. See that you do.”
Lea jumped on the couch and asked, “So, Brie, are you really going to pick a Master on graduation day?”
“Absolutely. My heart has been torn into pieces. For my sanity, I need to give myself to one Dom.” She nudged Lea with her shoulder. “How about you?”
Her best friend’s ample chest turned a deep shade of red, along with her face. Brie knew something was up. “What’s going on?”
Lea fiddled with her corset as she talked. “Ms. Clark kind of suggested I might be a good candidate for their Dom training.”
“What! You, a Dom?”
Lea broke out in giggles. “No, silly. I would help the Doms practice.”
“You have got to be kidding!” Mary shouted.
Brie gave her the evil eye. The last thing she needed was Mr. Nguyen knocking on her door and telling her to keep it down.
Mary frowned at her, but spoke softly to Lea. “You with all those Doms-in-training? In your dreams… They’ll never accept you.”
Lea stuck her chin up. “Shows how much you know. I’ve already been accepted. I start in two weeks.”
“Fuck me!” Mary snapped. “How did you manage that?”
Lea grinned. “It pays to be nice.”
Brie shook her head. “Damn girl, you’re lucky. Wish Ms. Clark liked me…”
Mary huffed angrily. “What some people won’t do to get what they want.”
Brie tugged on a lock of her blonde hair. “You’re just jealous. I can totally see you going down on Ms. Clark if you thought it would get you what you wanted.”
“Yeah, well you tried it, and see how far it got you.” Mary raised her eyebrow. “And just what do you think I want anyway, Miss Know-It-All?”
Brie looked her over carefully. “I think you are more like me than you want to admit. I bet you’re chomping at the bit to be collared by some hunky Dom, but you’re too chicken.”
Mary snorted in disgust. “Ha! Shows how much you know. There is no way I would settle down with one Master. Not when I have a whole world of Dominants yet to be explored.” She waved Brie off dismissively. “I think you’re an idiot.”
“Oh, don’t hold back. Tell me what you really think,” Brie said, laughing.
Mary sat down next to her, suddenly looking serious. “No, you shouldn’t let anyone collar you at the graduation ceremony. You’ve had so little experience. There are way better Doms out there.”
“Are you kidding me? The Submissive Training Center attracts the very best. I’m confident I’ve already met my Master… I just haven’t decided which one.”
“Well, like I said, you are a fool.” Mary got up to mix herself a drink.
Lea put her hand on Brie’s shoulder. “Even though Mary is socially inept, I agree with her, Brie. You should live a little before you settle down.”
“Et tu, Brute?” Brie complained. “I don’t think either of you understand how hard this has been on me. Ineedto serve one Dom. It gets so intense sometimes, I feel like I can’t breathe.”
