Page 160 of Brie's Submission
“My father is a master of Kinbaku. It seemed only natural that I should follow in his footsteps. You see, I have been trained by the best.”
The mention of his father threw Brie off, so she changed the subject. “What do you think of my film career?”
“I will support you fully, toriko. I have the unique ability to travel with you on location, no matter where you end up shooting. I can continue my photography and do seminars anywhere. Your career choice is not an issue for me.”
“But I thought you liked to stay in LA?”
“It is my preference, but not a necessity. I would enjoy seeing you succeed in your passion, and I desire to support you.”
She grabbed his cheeks and kissed him soundly. “It means a lot to me, Tono. More than you know.”
“I know your heart, little one.”
“So I assume we would be together twenty-four seven.”
He ran his fingertips down her neck and over the swell of her breasts. “I would have it no other way.”
“Your place?” she asked, with a touch of sarcastic acceptance.
“It matters little.” She looked at him in surprise. He answered her next question without being asked. “My contentment is not dependent on the location.”
Brie smiled, liking all of his answers so far. “Would you have a problem with me working at the tobacco shop until I get my big break?”
He surprised her when he said, “Yes.”
She was about to argue the point, but he caressed her cheek lovingly. “You should not work a retail job, toriko, when your career involves film. I expect you to devote your time fully to it.”
Brie broke out in a huge grin. “You would support me until I make it a success?”
“Of course, little slave. Your success is our success. However, I would require your beautiful form on my own film occasionally.”
She knocked him over with her enthusiastic embrace. They landed on the mat together, her laughter filling the small room. “I love you so much!”
Once the L-word was out, the room became silent. He slowly brushed a strand of hair from her face, looking at her with those warm, brown eyes. He said nothing, but his smile was radiant, like the sun. It thrilled her heart to see it.
Tono gently helped her up. He stood before her, taking off his jacket and laying it neatly on the floor. Then he proceeded to undress in front of her. She watched in admiration as he exposed his model-worthy body. When he was completely nude, he picked up his jacket and pulled a small piece of jute from a pocket. “Hold your wrists out, toriko.”
Brie struggled to hide her grin. The rope was so short. How could he possibly do anything impressive with such a small piece of rope? Tono’s eyes sparkled as he secured her wrists together in a cross pattern, leaving her arms open. He pushed her gently onto the mat and removed her thong first. He kissed it before placing it on the floor. He removed her heels next, slowly and reverently. Her stockings came off last.
Tono flipped her microskirt up and stroked her bare pussy. Brie’s body responded, automatically pressing against his hand, desiring more of his intimate touch.
“So beautiful,” he murmured. Instead of claiming her with his tongue, Tono stood and pulled Brie up. He leaned over and lifted her tied wrists over his head. With her arms around his neck and her face just inches from his, he picked her up. She automatically wrapped her legs around his naked hips and felt the sexual tension when her swollen lips made contact with his hard cock.
Tono danced with her in his arms, kissing her deeply as he kept time to a song only he could hear. His tongue drew her in like an undercurrent. She lost herself in the kiss, no longer aware of her surroundings.
Her pussy gently rocked against his shaft as he moved, causing a slow buildup that accented the song he created between them. “Oh, Tono,” she whispered.
He lifted her hips up and slowly slipped his cock into her. She threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy. He continued to dance with her, his cock planted deeply within.
Brie pulled on her bound wrists, drawing his lips back to hers. He moved in a circular pattern around the room, sliding himself in and out of her moist recess. Her building orgasm was approaching its peak. Brie braced her wrists against the back of his neck and rubbed her erect nipples against his sweaty skin. It proved his undoing and she felt his cock pulse rhythmically inside her as he groaned hoarsely.
The constant rubbing had sensitized her clit to near climax. She whispered, “Bite me, Tono,” needing his teeth to bring her over the edge.
He hesitated. “No.”
Tono chose to give her a passionate kiss. Brie readjusted and concentrated on the magic of his tongue. Soon her body shuddered in its own release. He continued to hold her in his arms afterwards, as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
Brie winced when the warning bell rang. She hated to break the spell, but time was running out and they had to talk about his father. “Tono…” She stopped, her heart pounding with dread as a deathlike silence filled the room.
