Page 81 of Brie's Submission
Brie laughed, but shut right up when Ms. Clark walked in and told them it was time to line up. Mary was the first called onto the stage. Brie held her breath when the bidding started, worried that Mary would suffer another mortifying auction. The bidding started off slowly after the announcer had mentioned her feminine condition, but Brie finally heard, “Going once… Going twice… Sold to Master Cox for five hundred dollars.”
Lea was next on stage. After a flurry of bidding, she was handed over to a Dom called Torres for six hundred. It appeared that as their training advanced, so did their bids.
When the announcer called her name, Brie hesitated. She had not heard Tono’s voice once during the auction. She walked onto the stage with her gaze glued to the floor for Ms. Clark’s benefit.
“Miss Bennett is twenty-two with a bachelor’s degree in filmmaking outside these walls. Her trainers describe her as unique and pliable.”
Brie felt a rush of heat settle on her cheeks. Such positive praise from the trainers was unexpected.
When the bidding began, Tono’s warm voice filled the large room and she had to squelch the urge to smile by pinching herself. Several other Doms challenged his bid, and Brie felt a brush of panic at the prospect of Tono being outbid again.
“Going once… Going twice… Sold to Tono Nosaka for nine hundred dollars.”
It took everything in Brie not to squeal with joy. She was Tono’s for the entire day!
Her whole body flushed when he walked up and took her hand. “Come with me, toriko.” She walked beside him, giddy with excitement.
Sir concluded the auction, but Tono did not move. After the room had cleared out, he approached the panel of trainers. “I am requesting to keep Miss Bennett longer than normal. I plan to do a full shoot and do not want to feel rushed. I understand the importance of the debriefing, but I promise to discuss the session afterwards, just as she would with all of you.”
“This is highly unusual, Tono Nosaka,” Ms. Clark complained.
Sir replied, “You do realize that the debriefing includes the other students. She will miss out on that.”
“I do understand, Headmaster Davis,” Tono answered respectfully. “However, I believe that Miss Bennett will benefit from a full session, given her interest in bondage.”
Master Coen spoke up, “I agree. It would be a beneficial experience for our student.”
“Mr. Nosaka, why would you need more than eight hours for a shoot?” Sir asked skeptically.
Tono tilted his head. “Obviously, you are not familiar with the rituals I practice both before and after a session.”
Marquis Gray looked at Brie with eyes she could not read. “Before we discuss this further, we need to know if Miss Bennett is willing to do a shoot with you.”
Tono turned to her, gracing Brie with his devastating chocolate gaze. “Toriko, would you allow me to photograph our session as I expose you to the art of Kinbaku?”
Brie couldn’t hide her excitement when she answered, “Yes, Tono. I would like that very much.”
Ms. Clark added her two cents. “Since this is a unique opportunity for Miss Bennett, I believe it merits missing one night’s debriefing.”
“I concur,” Marquis said quietly.
Sir stared at Tono without speaking. An uncomfortable span of time passed before he stated, “You have permission to keep her until midnight, when class officially ends.”
Tono bowed to Sir and guided Brie towards the elevator. His touch was soothing and electric at the same time. She found it difficult not to stare at him like a puppy dog.
It turned out that Tono drove a sleek, silver Nissan. He opened the door for her, but didn’t let her enter the car. “Kiss me, toriko.”
She tiptoed and pressed her lips against his. Tono’s arms enfolded her as they kissed. The chemistry between them was its own living organism, a third party wrapping itself around the two. When he pulled away, she had to catch her breath.
“While you are with me today, you have permission to look me in the eye. In fact, I would prefer it, little slave.” His hand grazed her cheek.
He motioned her inside his sports car and insisted she buckle up. She soon found out why when he took off. Tono liked speed, and his car was made to break the law. She squeaked several times during the drive, making him chuckle. It was obvious he was enjoying giving her an adrenaline rush of a different kind.
His tiny, unassuming home was in an older part of LA. Whereas his car was flashy and screamed success, his home was humble. The front was a simple rock garden. Inside, Brie was surprised to see it was mostly open with only a few walls, much like a studio apartment. The floors were a dark wood and the furniture sparse. His home radiated peace and tranquility. She was decidedly impressed.
A door opened from the backyard, and a beautiful Asian girl entered. She bowed to Tono. “It is ready, Master.”
“Thank you, Akira. You may wait in the bedroom.”
