Page 199 of Brie's Submission
As Brie walked away, Laurel sang out childishly, “Brie’s got a crush on Mr. Reynolds…”
No doubt everyone in the tiny shop heard it, so Brie did the only thing she could. She held her head high, stuck out her chest with pride and walked out the doors with a smile on her lips.People can think what they want.
Sir was already home when she got there. He had her twirl in front of him so he could see the effects of his little game.
“You do look good without a bra, babygirl,” he complimented.
He slipped his hand under her skirt and caressed her ass cheek before teasing her clit with his middle finger. “Bet they all wanted to do that,” he growled before kissing her hard on the lips.
Brie closed her eyes, enjoying the magnetic pull of his dominance.
He withdrew abruptly to explain. “We will eat a light dinner before we head out. There are several people I have to meet with tonight at The Haven. But, rest assured, I also plan to scene with you while we are there.”
Brie let out an excited squeak. Scening in public with Sir was a dream come true!
“While I talk with them, feel free to walk around and observe the other performances. Let me know if there are any that stimulate you.”
“Sounds thrilling, Sir!”
His voice took on a serious tone. “I have also invited someone to join us there to talk with you.”
She wondered who it was, but noticed he wasn’t providing a name. Sir did like to keep her guessing. He enjoyed trifling with her intense curiosity, knowing it was a characteristic she needed to gain control over.
After their simple meal, which Brie struggled to eat because of her elation, Sir directed her to dress. She skipped down the hallway to the bedroom and saw that he had laid out a black leather halter top, shiny vinyl skirt, and crotchless panties with cutouts in the back to nicely frame her heart-shaped ass. Instead of his preferred garters and hose, he had picked out thigh-high boots to go with the ensemble. It gave her a much edgier look, making her wonder what he had planned for their scene. Sir was capable of anything.
He nodded his approval when he saw her. He had changed into black slacks and a solid black button-up shirt. He still looked formal, but with an edgier feel that matched hers. “The exact look I was going for. You look absolutely edible, téa.”
She basked under his lustful gaze. “Thank you, Master.”
Brie was not surprised to see The Haven parking lot full when they drove up. It was the ‘hot place’ to be for those in the local BDSM community. She was feeling a little nervous, though. With Sir being such a prominent member, all eyes would be on them tonight. It was a lot of pressure, especially knowing there were many out there who found Brie unworthy of Sir’s collar.
He chose you, she reminded herself as he opened the door and helped her out of the car. He pulled a black duffle bag out from the trunk and slung it over his shoulder before he escorted her to the club.
The sights and sounds of The Haven assaulted her senses. The place was packed and every alcove was already in use with various BDSM scenes being played out. Brie soon found herself surrounded as people crowded Sir, eager to talk to him. Brie kept her eyes on the floor, sensing that many of them were Doms. There was no way she was going to break protocol here.
After several minutes Sir insisted on moving along, guiding her with the back of his hand through the crowd. He walked her around the large center room, letting her glance at all the scenes available for her viewing pleasure in each alcove. She had to hide her shock when she saw Tono performing Kinbaku. A huge crowd had gathered to watch his artful performance. She had never admitted to anyone that Tono had been her choice at the Collaring Ceremony—up until the point she had met the eyes of his disapproving father as she had approached Tono with her collar. Brie had to force herself to remain calm, totally unprepared for meeting up with him.
Sir moved her onto the next scene. “You may enjoy watching Cat O’ Nines. She is well known for her intense play.”
Brie concentrated on the new scene, putting all her focus into it. The Domme’s dramatic show fascinated Brie. The performance was enhanced by the powerful music she chose to accompany her work, a haunting melody with intense instrumentals.
Cat O’ Nines’ submissive was strapped to a St. Andrew’s cross and already had red lash marks on his thighs and back.
She had just put down a cane and picked up a flogger with evil little knots on the end of each tail. She swung it in the air several times, showing the crowd her wicked-looking nine-tail before striking her submissive. His cry filled The Haven. Brie shifted uncomfortably, imagining that flogger making contact with her own skin.
The Domme played with her sub, striking several times and then cupping his ass or running her long nails between his legs. She continued like that, his cries of pleasure/pain building in intensity. Brie was horrified that she found it sexually arousing as welts appeared on his back.
There was a break in the action as Cat O’ Nines unbound him and turned him around to face the crowd. His strong erection made it obvious that he thoroughly enjoyed his Mistress’ attention. The Domme bound him again and began on his thighs, moving ever closer to his rigid cock. Brie was riveted.
“I must leave you, téa,” Sir said quietly. “Feel free to walk around and observe. Once I am done with this meeting, you and I will enjoy our own scene.”
Brie’s heart raced as he walked away.I hope it’s a short meeting.Just then, the masochistic sub roared out in pain, but Brie couldn’t bear to look and headed back to Tono’s scene instead.
The Asian Dom spent several minutes securing the girl’s legs and then moved to her arms. He was very precise, needing her body to be perfectly supported balanced by the rope because he was preparing to lift her in the air. Long ropes attached to her body were already slipped through the large metal ring hanging in the air. However, it was easy to see the girl was nervous. Tono stopped what he was doing and wrapped his arms around her, whispering something in her ear.
The girl’s face began to relax when she closed her eyes. Brie knew the sub was matching his breath and she found herself unconsciously doing the same. The instant she felt the harmony, Tono looked up and stared directly into her soul.
Brie stumbled backwards and then turned and ran to an alcove on the other side of the room. She pretended to watch a paddling session as she tried to regain her bearings. Brie hadn’t expected the connection with Tono to remain as strong. She knew in her heart she must eliminate the emotional ties that bound her to the gentle Dom, but she had no idea how.
