Page 168 of Brie's Submission
Master was inside her…
His lips moved up to her neck as his shaft made its way farther in. Tears pooled in her eyes as his princely cock filled her mind, body, and soul. There was nothing more she wanted, nothing more she needed.
His mouth found hers again as he made his final push into her depths. They both cried out at the connection.
“May I, Master?” she whispered.
When he nodded, she wrapped her arms and legs around him. Sir grabbed her face and kissed her fiercely as he began stroking her with his shaft. Brie moaned in ecstasy. Nothing she’d experienced compared to this—nothing.
His thrusting came faster and faster as he gave in to his lust. She met him stroke for stroke, forcing him into her as deeply as her body would allow. “My Sir…”
He put his hand under the small of her back, tilting her hips more severely so that he could reach deeper inside her. She screamed out in pleasure as his cock claimed all of her. He fucked her, then—hard, deep, and without pity. She took it joyously, never wanting it to end, but then he commanded, “Come for your Master.”
“Yes…oh, yes!”
The instant his cock began its deep shuddering, Brie’s body responded by squeezing hard, caressing his manhood with her own intense orgasm. Reality blurred as she lost herself in him. Sir bit her neck as he shot his seed deep inside her, his love bursting throughout her entire body.
I have never known such bliss…
When he pulled away, she saw the look of vulnerability she’d seen several times before. This time, however, he did not hide it. He looked her in the eye. “You are mine, Brie Bennett. I will never let you go.”
After his pronouncement, he got up off the floor and went to his desk. He pulled something out of the drawer and came back to her with an impish grin. He took the top off the permanent marker and, with fluid strokes, wrote a word on her chest. He sat back with a self-satisfied smirk. Brie looked down and saw that he had written the wordMinein big, flowing letters.
He handed the pen to her. She smiled shyly as she wrote on his hairy chest. He nodded his approval when he read the word:Master.Sir fisted her hair and drew her to him, kissing her possessively. “Never forget that.”
She shook her head. “I won’t, Sir… I can’t.”
He commanded her to re-dress as he put on his clothes. When she came to her corset, she held it up to him and pouted.
Sir grinned lustfully and took it from her, then threw the useless piece of clothing in his box. “You won’t be needing it, babygirl. You already have on what I want you to wear.” He nodded at her chest.
Brie looked down at his word with pride. Yes, it was enough.
He hoisted the box, grabbing the golden cuffs from the hook as he walked towards the door. Sir looked over his office one last time. “It’s been a good run.” He escorted her out and locked it behind him.
Sir held out his right arm and she gratefully wrapped hers around it.
“Head held high, but at a respectful angle.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Chest out,” he commanded. Then Sir added with a captivating smirk, “Exude elegance and poise, confident in the knowledge you are mine.”
Brie hid her smile as they walked back to the commons, which was still full of people. The chatter stopped and the whole room became eerily silent as the crowd turned towards the couple. Brie scanned the masses, but saw no sign of Tono. She did notice Mary standing beside Faelan. He wore a look of sheer disbelief.
Sir gave Mr. Gallant the keys. “Call if I have forgotten anything or you have questions.”
“I will.” Mr. Gallant looked at Brie. “Are you happy, Miss Bennett?”
“Yes, Mr. Gallant. Very much so.”
“Fine. Then I wish you the best.” He nodded at Sir. “Both of you.”
“Thank you, Gallant,” Sir replied affably, moving towards the elevator.
Marquis Gray pressed the button for them and then stood to the side. When Brie snuck a glance, he nodded at her with the slightest hint of a smile.Did he know this would be my choice tonight?
When the elevator doors opened, the two walked into it and turned to face the assembly. Master Anderson held up his drink and toasted Sir. “Wishing you the best, Thane. You should know that your service to the Center has been greatly appreciated.”
