Page 47 of Brie's Submission
Ms. Clark raised her eyebrow. “We will get an accurate picture of your performance from Rytsar Durov, Miss Bennett. Each Dom fills out a full report on their submissive. By Monday you will know exactly how you rate.” The tone of her voice made it clear she thought Brie had overestimated herself.
Marquis Gray stood up and walked over to Brie, then handed over her fantasy journal. “Look through your entry and tell us which details you experienced today.”
She opened her beloved little book, loving it even more now that Rytsar had made its contents come to life. She glanced up and noticed each of the trainers appeared to have a copy of her entry. They had their pens poised and ready, making her wonder what they planned to jot down. It made her nervous.
Brie perused her fantasy before speaking. “Well, like I stated before, he did not look the part of an Indian warrior, but he certainly played the part well. He started the chase as soon as I exited the car, and threatened to cane me if I didn’t run.” Her nipples hardened as she recalled how fearful she’d been during the chase. “After he caught me, he tied me up and carried me to his ‘tepee’, where there was a raiding party waiting inside. I remember there was one man in particular who gave me the creeps and kept wanting to touch me. He must have been playing the rival warrior in my fantasy.”Pure genius, she thought. “My Dom left me alone for hours to hear their celebration. When Rytsar finally claimed me, he took me both vaginally and anally. He forced me to surrender to his desire, but he did it with tenderness like the warrior in my daydreams.” She felt the heat building between her legs just talking about it. She glanced up and noticed all three trainers writing furiously.
Brie decided not to mention the interruption by the police. “Since my fantasy pretty much stopped there, he added his own flair by making me come in front of his guests and then commanding me to give him fellatio. But the icing on the cake was when he tied me back up and took me on a horseback ride in the dark where I serviced him again next to a warm fire.” She sighed in contentment. “I don’t think it gets any better than that. Every part of my fantasy was played out…and then some.”
When Master Coen finished with his notes, he stated, “Normally, this is something you would do with your Dom afterwards, especially if it is the first time playing out a scene. It is important to go over the events together so you can let your Dominant know what you found stimulating, and if there was an important element missing or one that should be eliminated altogether.”
Brie nodded her head. She knew exactly what she would say to Rytsar if she could.Please, Rytsar, do itagain!
Sir came back with Lea. He looked over at Brie and nodded before heading back to his office. She stood up, trying to calm her rapidly beating heart. She wanted to look cool and detached for the panel, not like the helplessly devoted sub she was. She followed Sir, listening to his confident stride. It wouldn’t take much for her to forget what mattered and give in to her desire for him. Surely, he could feel it.
He gestured her inside, but left the door open this time. She was grateful—and disappointed. She started to kneel, but he stopped her.
“No, Miss Bennett. Sit in the chair.”
She moved to the chair, her hands trembling slightly when she grabbed the armrests. She shoved both hands into her lap as soon as she was seated. Brie kept her eyes downcast, afraid her face would express her deep need for him.
“Since I missed out on the discussion, the first thing I want to ask is how your encounter went today.”
She wondered how he would take her honest answer. “It was exceptional, Sir.”
“Good. I expected no less. When I mentioned to Durov that I had a unique sub training with us, he offered to evaluate you.”
Brie almost glanced up out of shock.Sir invited Rytsar to bid for me?
“I had two reasons, really,” he continued. “One, I was curious to see if he would agree with my assessment and two, I knew he would provide you with a complete experience.” Brie felt the blood rush to her cheeks. “I shall find out tomorrow exactly what he thought, but I am curious as to what you think he will say.”
“I’m unsure, Sir.”
“It is an easy question, Miss Bennett. Did you serve him well, or not?”
“I did my best, Sir.” She thought back to her hesitancy in the bathroom and her freak-out when he’d first tried to take her anally. “However, I remained true to myself.”
Sir chuckled with that low, masculine rumble she adored. “I’m glad to hear it. Now, on to the real reason I called you into the room. I want to discuss what happened to Miss Wilson and I need you to look me in the eye.”
Brie held her breath and stared into Sir’s eyes, becoming completely lost in them the instant she made eye contact.
“Miss Bennett, know that Miss Wilson is getting the best care. I fully expect that she will remain in the program. She was in the hands of a capable Dom who recognized what was taking place.”
Brie would have expected no less from Tono.
Sir picked up a pen and started to roll it between his fingers and thumb. She couldn’t help it—she imagined those fingers were playing with her nipple in the same manner and felt a gush of wetness between her legs.
“Naturally, seeing one of their comrades in such a state would be disconcerting for anyone. Do you have any questions or concerns?”
Brie swallowed, trying to concentrate on his words rather than his fingers. Her gaze traveled from his hand up to his face, lingering on those firm and commanding lips. She knew their taste and had felt their magic touch on her flesh…
“Miss Bennett.”
She quickly stared at her lap again, forcing herself to get a grip. “Naturally, I couldn’t help but wonder if it could happen to me, Sir.”
“But after talking to the panel?”
“I feel more confident that it won’t.” She braved another look at him. “Because I’m not one who can hide things.”
