Page 46 of Brie's Submission
Ms. Clark started the panel’s discussion. “Even though we don’t have Miss Wilson with us, it is imperative we go over your scenes tonight. I’ll start with you, Ms. Taylor. How would you rate your experience today?”
Lea grinned. “I would definitely give it a nine. My Dom looked and talked like a real doctor. He even had his room set up to look like an examination room, complete with table, paper gown and chilled air. There were a few times I forgot it wasn’t real.”
“Excellent. And you, Miss Bennett?”
Brie answered with her eyes cast downward, determined to never look Ms. Clark in the eye again unless the woman specifically asked. “It was a ten. Although there weren’t any tepees or feathers, his creativity and thoroughness made it real for me. Just like Lea, there were times that it was so real that it was disconcerting, but I liked that feeling.”
“I would expect no less from Rytsar Durov. He has an exceptional reputation.” Ms. Clark huffed. “Still can’t believe he lowered himself by fraternizing with a beginner. Miss Bennett, you are lucky he happened to be in town and—apparently—bored.”
“Yes, Ms. Clark.”
Brie would have to hang on to Sir’s advice to remain true to herself if she ever met Rytsar again. It would be hard not to be a bundle of nerves around someone so well respected in the Dom/sub community.
Ms. Clark returned her attention to Lea. “What was the main aspect of your encounter that made it a success, Ms. Taylor?”
Lea shivered in pleasure when she answered. “I loved the way he experimented with unusual toys and kept telling me, ‘Relax, this won’t hurt a bit.’ Gives me chills just thinking about it.”
“So there was never a time you were scared or distrustful of your Dom during the scene?”
“Well, I was nervous at times but never scared. Yeah, I trusted him.” She added with a wink, “He was my doctor, after all.”
Ms. Clark remarked dryly, “Don’t try to be cute, Ms. Taylor.” Lea nodded her head, properly chastised.
“What about you, Miss Bennett?”
“Well, I about died when I saw the horse and he took me for a ride on the beach at night. However, I think what made it real was when he forced me to take him anally. I wasn’t prepared for that and was frightened at first. I truly felt like a virgin being taken by my warrior.”
“Yes, Rytsar understands a woman’s psyche well,” Ms. Clark commented, almost wistfully. It made Brie wonder if Ms. Clark had spent time with Rytsar Durov herself.
Master Coen asked, “Was there anything you found challenging or uncomfortable to obey, Miss Bennett?”
She thought about it and sighed. “Actually, there was one thing. He wanted me to go to the bathroom while he was still in the room. It made me squeamish and I balked at first.”
“There should be no hesitation on such a simple request. It’s a harmless power play,” Ms. Clark admonished. For some reason, Brie suddenly had an image of the Mistress peeing in front of Rytsar, and she struggled not to laugh.
“You need to think on why that caused you to hesitate before obeying your Dom,” Marquis Gray told her. “You may dismiss it as nothing, but my experience suggests something deeper is involved.”
“I will do as you ask. Thank you, Marquis Gray.” He believed in her potential as a submissive and had defended her when others had insisted on her dismissal. She respected Marquis’ opinion and was determined to take his advice to heart.
Ms. Clark asked Lea, “Were there any struggles for you, Ms. Taylor?”
“Nope. My Dom was awesome! The way he explained the procedures and what he was going to do with his instruments was so damn sexy. I totally trusted him.”
Brie shuddered inside. She hated doctors, and the thought of one sticking anything into her was anything but sexy. Lea was proof that every woman had her own idea of what made the perfect fantasy.
Sir rejoined the panel, but did not sit down. Brie heard the ding of the elevator and knew Tono had left the building. “I would like to talk to each of the girls alone, starting with Ms. Taylor.” He turned to her and gave his familiar, “Follow.”
Lea popped out of her seat and walked behind him, leaving Brie alone with the three other trainers. Normally, that would have been intimidating, but all Brie could focus on was the fact that she would get time alone with Sir.
The three trainers grilled her on specifics and asked her to rate herself. That proved a difficult question for Brie to answer. She thought back over the entire night and realized she’d pretty much concentrated on enjoying the experience instead of pleasing her Dom. “I guess maybe a six.”
“Why that number?” Master Coen asked.
“Well, I know I’m inexperienced, and to be honest, I was having too much fun. I wasn’t concentrating enough on my Dom.”
“A sub’s obvious enjoyment is always appreciated,” Marquis Gray stated.
Master Coen disagreed strongly. “Butnotat the expense of the Dom’s.”
