Page 185 of Brie's Submission
“I’m not being callous, Todd. But this,” she gestured at the two of them, “doesn’t do either of us any good. We can’t change what happened. I—”
Faelan lifted his hand to caress her cheek. She turned her head to avoid his touch just as Mr. Reynolds opened the door of the shop and called out to her. “Brie, is this man harassing you? Do you want me to call the police?”
Brie shook her head. “No, everything is fine, Mr. Reynolds. We’re done here. I was just leaving.” She unlocked her car door and looked back at Faelan. “Don’t talk to me again. You’ll only get yourself in trouble.” She jumped into her car, grateful for her boss’ interruption.
On the drive home, she debated whether or not she should tell Sir. She decided against it. Faelan had been hurt enough, and Brie didn’t want to add to his pain by making Sir furious at him.
But how disconcerting to find out that Blue Eyes hadn’t fooled around with Mary. It didn’t change her heart, because she knew without a doubt she was with the right man. However, it made her sad.
She hoped Faelan would be able to move on. It would be a shame if Blue Eyes walked away from the lifestyle because of her. Sir had mentioned seeing Faelan’s natural talent and she’d had the pleasure of experiencing it herself. There was no doubt he would make some submissive very, very happy.
Sir was not home when she arrived. The first thing she did was undress so that she was naked except for the beautiful collar around her neck.
While she waited for him, she decided to cut up a salad. She might not be able to cook, but she was capable of cutting vegetables. As she searched through the refrigerator she noticed a lone tomato. It melted her heart. Sir hated the little red fruit, which could only mean one thing: he’d bought it specifically for her. She picked it up and kissed it before placing it back in the fridge to admire.
Once the salad was prepared she went to the door, choosing to greet Sir in the kneeling position he had assigned her at the Center. Her stomach was full of butterflies every time she heard the elevator open. A whole day away from Sir had her anxious to please her handsome Dom.
While she waited, she reflected on Mr. Reynolds’ revelation of the deep pain Sir carried. It made her love him all the more. If love could heal wounds, she would love Sir to wholeness.
Her heart sped up when she finally heard the key in the lock. She bowed her head when the door opened. She heard it shut and then felt Sir’s hand on her head, along with the familiar jolt of warm passion his touch inspired.
“Stand and serve your Master, téa.”
His words warmed her loins. She gracefully stood up and felt his finger under her chin. She lifted her head up and he kissed her. Brie’s soul sighed in contentment. “Welcome home, Master.”
“How was your day?” he asked as he placed his key on the counter and unbuttoned his jacket. She took it from him and hung it on the hook in the hallway.
“It was good, Sir. Jeff quit, which made the day so much nicer.”
Sir chuckled. “I can imagine Unc was pleased by that.”
“Yes, he was, Sir. Now I can train both replacements for him. I hope to do Mr. Reynolds justice by training hard workers.”
He smiled down at her. “No reason not to try, my optimistic little sub.” Sir handed her his briefcase. “Set it by the couch and wait for me there.”
While she followed his orders, he disappeared down the hallway. She stared out of the large window, thrilled by this new life of hers. Sir was an exceptional person, and not just an experienced Dom. He was caring and conscientious in everything he did. Truly, she was the luckiest sub in the world.
He returned wearing only black sweatpants. His toned chest begged to be caressed and kissed. Sir sat on the couch and motioned for her to lay her head on his knee. He began petting her hair as he had each night since her arrival. It was something she adored; the ritual made her feel especially cherished.
After more than a half hour in silence, he spoke. “Today was quite successful. I have procured another client. A large client, in fact. Now that I am free of the Training Center, I plan to expand my accounts overseas. Mark my words, your Master will become a prominent force in the business world, téa.”
She looked up at him, beaming with pride. “I am not surprised, Sir. You are exceptionally talented. I’m positive you would succeed in anything you tried your hand at.”
He caressed her cheek. “Such blind confidence, but I appreciate your certainty.” His finger traced the outline of her lips. “I must admit, it seems odd not to be at the Center tonight. Normally, I would be sifting through the paperwork of the new recruits.” His hand trailed down to her chest. “However, I find this far more pleasurable…”
Brie closed her eyes and purred inside as he fondled her breasts. Sir made her feel fiercely feminine and desirable. Her body responded to her Master, her loins longing for his cock, her nipples aching for his mouth’s attention.
“Are you ready to play my game, téa?”
Her heart beat rapidly when she answered. “Yes, Master.”
Sir’s cell phone rang on the counter. Its unusual ring made Sir stir on the couch. “Lie on the Tantra chair and play with yourself while I take this.”
Brie kissed his hand reverently before she got up and walked to the red chair. She lay down and closed her eyes as she ran her fingers over her ever-wettening pussy. Just knowing Sir was going to play with her had her close to coming.
Sir’s smooth voice filtered through her naughty thoughts. “This is an unexpected surprise.” She opened her eyes and was startled to see a serious look on his face. “I understand. No, I am grateful for the information.”
He hung up and glanced over at her. “Change of plans. I’ll be leaving for a bit. Have dinner waiting for me when I return. I don’t care what you make.”
