Page 144 of Brie's Submission
“Let my fingers help you to unwind.”
Brie took a deep breath and forced her muscles to relax. She put herself in the mind of a submissive. This wasn’t about her—it was about giving in to the experience Mistress was creating. It was okay if her body enjoyed the stimulation.
“That’s better… Listen to my voice and relax for your Mistress. Let the tension drip from your fingertips to the floor.”
Brie lay there willingly in the hands of her Domme. The woman had a way with her delicate but sure touch, to which Brie’s body responded. It wasn’t long before she was floating on a blanket of calm.
Mistress laid a weighted blindfold over her eyes. It served not only to blind, but also to lightly hold her head in place. Surprisingly, it was comforting and Brie felt another layer of resistance fall away.
“Do you smell the candles?” Mistress asked.
“Yes, they smell of vanilla.”
“Odd. They are jasmine.”
Brie could just pick up the slightest hint of jasmine.
“Jasmine aids in opening all your senses. Concentrate on the smell and let it unlock your mental boundaries.”
Brie was unsure if Mistress was playing a trick on her, but when she inhaled again, she definitely detected the distinct aroma and drew it into her body.
“Have you ever orgasmed to palm stimulation?”
Brie would have shaken her head because she was feeling so relaxed, but the blindfold prevented it so she answered verbally. “No, Mistress.”
“Spread your legs apart slightly so that your clit is exposed to the air.” Mistress helped her to position her legs and cooed soothingly, “A lovely cunny…one that deserves to climax.”
Hearing those erotic words come from Ms. Clark’s lips helped Brie to understand Lea’s crush on the woman. Whether the trainer was faking it or not, Brie’s pussy appreciated her suggestion and was beginning to feel the heat.
Mistress took Brie’s right hand and turned it palm side up. She lightly traced her fingernails over the contours of the sub’s hand. It sent shivers throughout Brie’s entire body.
Ms. Clark said soothingly, “As I stimulate your palm you will begin to feel an ever-increasing temperature rise in your loins. I want you to resist it. I do not want you to come until I give you permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
She began making concentric circles in Brie’s palm. Every time she reached the middle, the burning in Brie’s groin intensified. “Resist it,” Mistress reminded her gently.
Brie’s palm tingled with an electrical current that traveled up her arm and into her core. When Mistress took her hand away for a second, Brie’s pussy began to throb. She gasped when the fingertip returned and continued its sensual stimulation.
“Is your pussy wet?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Is your pussy eager?”
Brie moaned, “Yes, Mistress.”
“Do you feel that burn deep inside?”
Brie’s inner muscles contracted lightly in response. “Yes, Mistress.”
“Concentrate on your nipples. Are they tightening in anticipation?”
Brie felt her nipples push against the corset as they squeezed into hard buds. Her body was primed and ready for the sexless orgasm.
Mistress stopped what she was doing and brought Brie’s hand to her lips. Brie felt the lightest breath of warm, moist air on her skin and whimpered.
“This time, I am going to count down from five. When I reach one, you will come.”
