Page 166 of Brie's Submission
Brie’s voice shook as she made her vow to him. “I accept this symbol of your ownership and will wear it proudly for all to see, Sir.”
“And I shall wear this key as a symbol of our commitment,” he said, placing it around his neck. His next announcement filled the room. “You now belong to me.”
Brie felt the heat rise in the core of her being at his declaration. “I now belong to you, Master,” she agreed breathlessly.
“I accept your request to serve me and will honor your needs and desires. Trust that I will always put your best interests foremost in my dominance over you. Your happiness, health and well-being are in my care, and I will consciously tend to them because you are a part of me.”
A part of you…“Sir, I will honor and love you as I serve you to the best of my ability. My submission to you is freely given. I am now a part of you and will respect your dominance over me as our lives become one.” She leaned forward and kissed both of his feet as a gesture of her submission.
“Stand before your Master.”
Brie stood up, quivering with joy. Sir lifted her chin and kissed her in front of the crowd, to seal their commitment. The entire room broke out in applause as the chime rang out three times to end the ceremony.
As the last ring dissipated, Sir lifted her off the ground in a flurry of motion, cradling her against his chest. He walked towards his office, announcing to the other trainers as he passed, “I will be clearing out my things.”
Brie was unaware of anything but his masculine scent as she buried her face in his chest. That, and the sound of his confident stride echoing through the hallway. He did not speak as he opened the office door, carried her in, then locked it behind him.
Sir swept the items off his desk with one hand as he held her with the other. Then he gently set her down upon it. “Do you realize what you’ve just done?”
She looked up at him lovingly. “I could not deny my heart, Sir.” Then she added, “But I did not mean for you to resign from the Center.”
“There was no other option. Surely you understood that.”
She closed her eyes in guilty admission. “I did not think that far ahead.”
He chuckled softly. “No, you wouldn’t. You run on instinct—you always have.”
She braved his steady gaze, afraid to voice her next question but determined to ask. “Do your regret your decision?”
“Regret?” He rubbed his chin, seemingly giving thought to the question before answering. “Regret is not something I do. However, I am surprised to find myself in this predicament.” He looked at her accusingly. “For a submissive, you’ve never quite grasped the idea of following orders.”
She blushed, unable to defend herself.
“Mercifully, your disobedience was exactly what I required.”
Sir glanced around the room at the numerous bookshelves of leather-bound books, mementos, and pictures. Then he gazed down at her with a possessive smirk that melted her heart. “Mine.”
“All yours, Sir.”
She cried out in need when he grasped the back of her neck and pressed his lips against hers.My Master’s lips…
The contact sent her on a sub high all its own. His love, mixed with his dominance, was something she hadn’t experienced with Sir before.
He broke away from her and said huskily, “You cannot know the number of times I sat in this office, imagining what I would do if I had you all to myself.” He looked around. “Since this will no longer be mine once I leave, I think we should indulge my fantasies.”
“Your will is my pleasure,” she answered breathlessly.
He pulled on the key attached to her golden cuffs, breaking the string that held it. Then he undid the lock and unhooked the cuffs from her belt. “Time to break these in.”
Brie held out her arms to her Master and watched him tighten the cuffs around her wrists. Although they were made of metal, they had been crafted with rounded corners so they did not cut into her skin. The clicking sound as they locked into place made her wet. He must have sensed it because he slipped his hand between her legs, stroking her clit with his thumb. She moaned in appreciation, loving the feel of Sir’s touch.
He looked towards the ceiling and then lifted her off the desk. Holding her arms above her head, he secured the cuffs to a small hook attached to the ceiling—one she had never noticed before. It left her almost tiptoeing in a lean, beautiful pose. His hands traveled down the curves of her body as he whistled appreciatively.
“I’ve always found your body irresistible, Brie. From that very first meeting in the tobacco shop I knew I wanted to possess it… You.”
She whimpered when his mouth claimed her again. He was so totally male, completely enveloping her spirit. Sir pulled back and retrieved an item from his desk. It turned out to be a box cutter. She watched in fearful fascination as he meticulously cut each tie of her expensive corset and let it fall to the ground.
“Better,” he complimented as he cupped her breasts in his strong hands. He then removed the intricate arm bracelet and tossed it in the trash. Her long, brown curls tumbled down as the wolf comb found its home in the trash bin next to the dragon.
