Page 163 of Brie's Submission
“Do you know what Mary did?”
“Yeah. I can’t believe she would go after Faelan like that. What did he say to you afterwards?”
Brie sighed. “Well, he claims I’m the only one he wants to collar, but he admits he has the hots for the cow.”
“What about Tono? What happened with him?”
Brie rolled her eyes in an attempt to keep the tears from forming. “Oh, his dad thinks I’m no good.”
“That’s bullshit!” Lea blurted loudly. Several groups of people turned towards them and Lea clamped her hands over her mouth. “I’m sorry, Brie,” she whispered, “but I just can’t believe that. You are the best sub to graduate from this place. How can he say that?”
Brie struggled to say the words that rang in her head. “He says I have a ravenous soul…”
Lea wrapped Brie in her arms and pressed her against those very large breasts. “No! Don’t even go there. You have a beautiful soul and Tono is lucky to love you.”
Brie buried her head in Lea’s chest, suddenly feeling like a little kid. “I love him, Lea. I do, but…”
“But what, sweetie?” she asked, moving Brie’s hair out of the way so she could hear her better.
Brie said in the barest of whispers, “I don’t know if our love will be enough.”
Lea squeezed her then, long and hard. Brie could feel the blood pounding in her head from the lack of oxygen, but she didn’t move from her friend’s embrace until Lea let go. She held Brie by her shoulders and smiled. “What did the sadistic Dom say to his helplessly bound sub as he cut at her bonds with a machete?”
Brie shrugged, struggling to participate in Lea’s poor attempt at distraction.
Lea answered with a huge grin, “Tonight, we’re going vanilla!”
Brie shook her head at the terrible joke, but let a weak smile make its way to her face. Lea was always good for a laugh. “I’m going to miss you, girl.”
Lea protested. “Oh, no, you’re not getting rid of me that easy. Sorry, Stinky Cheese, you are stuck with me for life.”
Brie gave her an overenthusiastic hip bump that set her off balance. Lea was just about to return the favor when her face went slack and her jaw dropped.
“Radost moya.”
That deep sound reverberated through Brie and she turned slowly towards his voice. Rytsar Durov stood before her in all his Russian glory. She suddenly felt shy standing before the impressive Dom. Brie quickly looked to the floor and tried to calm her erratic pulse as she bowed before him.
Brie snuck a peek, and then smiled when she saw the mischievous glint in his eye. “My warrior returns,” she whispered.
His low rolling laughter filled the entire commons. “Radost moyahas grown up, I see.” He lifted Brie off the ground and crushed her to his chest. She’d forgotten how strong and muscular he was.
She wasn’t sure how to act, now that she knew he was a prominent Dom in Europe. It was as intimidating as she’d thought it would be. Brie looked up at him shyly, “It seems you speak English.”
He winked as he lifted her higher and kissed her hard on the lips. She was instantly transported back to her warrior fantasy, where he had fulfilled her every desire. It left her shaky and weak.
Rytsar placed her back on the ground and motioned to one of his entourage. The beefy bodyguard produced a package and handed it to Rytsar, who in turn handed it to Brie.
“This is for you, my little joy. In honor of your graduation.”
Brie slowly unwrapped the gold paper and lifted the lid of the box. Inside was an exquisite set of golden handcuffs encrusted with small jewels. She touched the multicolored stones in admiration. “Thank you, Rytsar. It’s stunning.”
“Something useful your Master might enjoy.” He looked up and motioned Sir over, then slapped him heartily on the back. “I cannot stay,moy droog. However, I wanted to congratulate you on training such a rare beauty. If she could handle Russian winters I would claim her for my own.”
Sir looked genuinely pleased when he answered Rytsar. “I am glad you came, Durov, although I am disappointed that you cannot stay. We should get together and catch up.”
“Yes. Drag your sorryzhopaout of this school for a couple of weeks and join me in Russia. I promise to show you a grandiose time.” He raised his hands in the air, spreading his arms wide.
Sir’s laughter warmed Brie’s heart. “Yes, well, some of us have to work for a living.”
