Page 16 of Brie's Submission
“Yes, Tono.”
During his instruction, Tono’s hands moved constantly over her skin, correcting, caressing, and teasing her. Brie kept taking quick glances at his magnetic eyes, captivated by them. He caught her several times but did not correct her.
Tono carefully instructed her on how to ‘kneel up’ and ‘kneel down’, what stance to take while at ‘rest’, and the kneeling position he preferred in a private setting. “Spread your legs in a tempting V for me and clasp your hands tightly behind your back so that I can enjoy those beautiful breasts.” When she did, he lightly grazed her nipples through the corset and her whole body tingled with sexual tension.
His final lesson was on how she should ‘present’ herself to him. “I need you on your hands and knees, back arched, chest forward, head down, legs spread far apart so everything is displayed for my pleasure.”
Just his description made her loins wet. She followed his instructions, but he nudged her legs out even farther and told her to arch her back more. The position was uncomfortable, but she had no doubt the view he had was revealing. She took a quick glance in the mirror. The line of her body reminded her of a cat in heat.
His hands caressed her ass underneath the skirt and then moved up her back to her hair. He grabbed at a handful of her brown curls and pulled her head back to kiss her. “You learn well, toriko.”
Ms. Clark ordered the girls to undress and kneel beside their Doms. Brie tried to remain graceful as she undid her corset and shimmied out of her skirt. She slowly unrolled her hose and stepped out of them. Brie walked over to Tono and knelt down sensually. She was desperate to see the look on Sir’s face, to know if he was displeased with her. However, she kept her eyes down and waited for her next instruction.
Sir stayed at the table, but addressed the girls individually. It was another round of humiliating critiques. None of them was spared, including Brie. Ms. Clark seemed especially disgusted with her. “Are you aware that you interacted with your Dom as if he was your intimate lover and not your superior? You were constantly looking him in the eye.”
Brie nodded her head once in acknowledgment. Master Coen spoke next. “You must remember your place, Miss Bennett. I believe your Dom was being overly lenient with you today. I also noticed you were stiff in your movements. Practice your transitions.”
Marquis Gray’s voice was smooth and dangerous. “You seem to have a power over your Doms that needs correction. I wouldn’t want to see it crushed, as it is a part of your charm. However, it needs to be reined in.”
Sir had only one comment. “Go home tonight and practice your transitions, as Master Coen suggested.”
“It will be my pleasure, Sir.” She looked into his eyes, hoping for a sign of approval, but his expression was nondescript.
He ordered, “Class, you will now present yourselves to your Doms and please them as they see fit.”
Brie hid her disappointment and immediately dropped to the floor. “Not here,” Tono said. He held out his hand and helped her up. “Move over to the mirror. I want you to watch me enjoy your body.” She allowed him to guide her and waited for his first command.
“Present yourself to me,” he said huskily. She got into position, straining to arch her back in a beautiful curved shape with her legs spread, just as he had instructed. She kept her head down, waiting for his next order.
Brie heard him undress and her loins burned with desire. There was something intoxicating about this Dom. It was obvious he had been handpicked for her based on the questionnaire she had filled out, but it was more than just his looks. She felt a deeper connection.
Tono positioned himself behind her and then commanded, “Look in the mirror.”
She lifted her head and looked into the reflection. His eyes radiated fiery lust, making her moan softly. He heard it and smiled. “Yes, let me hear your pleasure.”
Brie purred, “Yes, Tono.”
He grabbed her hair and pulled it back as he rubbed his hard shaft against her swollen pussy. Watching this beautiful man about to mount her was more than she could take. Her passionate cry echoed through the room when he held her waist and penetrated her. Tono’s cock was thick, giving her a satisfying sense of being filled. He plunged deeper into her willing depths. She moaned for him, loving the way he stroked her with his manhood.
Tono leaned forward and murmured, “Look me in the eye, my little sex slave.”
This Dom knew Brie’s desire and wanted her to get lost in his gaze. She stared into those gorgeous brown eyes as he took pleasure in her body, his thrusts hard and demanding.
“Toriko, you have the prettiest honey-colored eyes.” He added lustfully, “And I like the way your tits bounce with each thrust of my cock.”
She asked, not wanting to break his command, “May I look, Tono?”
“I want you to.”
She looked down at her dancing breasts. With each hard stroke, they bounced delightfully. It gave her a sense of power to know her breasts heightened his enjoyment. She gazed into his eyes again and smiled—her smile just for him. Tono was intoxicating.
“I shall plant my seed deep inside you, toriko.” She moaned loudly, wanting to feel his come bathe her insides. He took both hands and grabbed her buttocks, commanding that she arch her back farther, keeping her eyes on him as he came.
Then Tono released his passionate wrath on her body. She couldn’t breathe as he rammed her with his shaft. It was amazing and frightening, the way he owned her with his cock. She never broke eye contact with her Dom. She knew the moment he released his seed inside her and her entire body hummed with pleasure.
“Thank you, Tono, thank you…” she whispered.
He slowed down, but remained inside her. He looked at her in the mirror, commanding something with his eyes that he did not voice. Suddenly, the delayed contractions of a sweet orgasm took her and she caressed his manhood with her climax. Wetness flowed from inside her depths, spilling out when he disengaged from her.
