Page 53 of Her Sweet Surrender
Brie forced herself to remain still as she waited.
“Make no sound,” Hunter ordered.
Chills coursed down her spine as he placed his hand on her back.
When the strike came, the hard smack of the wooden paddle took her breath away. The impact reverberated through her body. Tears pricked her eyes and it took everything in her not to yelp.
Hunter set the paddle down and readjusted her skirt before turning her around to face him.
He looked her in the eyes when he told her, “You are forgiven.”
Brie could not express the power those words had over her. Even though her infraction had been slight and the punishment easy, relief flooded through her. Having it completely absolved pleased her submissive soul.
“Thank you.”
He nodded in acknowledgment, then commanded, “Bow to me.”
There was something in Hunter’s tone that made her insides quiver. She remembered having the same feeling when she’d scened with him on Kinky Eve.
She felt a driving and instinctual urge to bow at his feet and did so immediately.
“Do you submit to me for this scene?”
Brie felt goosebumps rise on her skin as she experienced a feeling of déjà vu. It was as if she was returning to those first days at the Training Center, back when she’d been asked to submit to Doms she hadn’t known personally.
It filled her with a sense of fearful excitement.
“Yes,” she replied confidently, but she trembled slightly knowing she had just consented to scene with him for the next hour.
“You may stand and face your Master.”
Brie stood before him, curious about what he had planned.
“Sir Davis tells me you enjoy bondage.”
“I do…” She hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to address him. “What should I call you?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Master, of course.”
She felt butterflies in her stomach. It was a challenge for her because it was the same title Sir used whenever they formally scened together. Although the title was common, for Brie it required another level of submission. She suspected Hunter knew that by the way he was staring at her expectantly.
Well, she’d come tonight to be challenged, so she answered firmly, “Yes, Master.”
“I will call you naiad. Do you know what that is?”
Brie shook her head.
“Water nymphs, which are said to inhabit rivers, springs, and waterfalls. They’re beautiful and lighthearted but can be dangerous to mortals.”
Again, she was charmed by his choice of a pet name and bowed to him. “I’m honored to be called such a name.”
He inclined his head with a slight smile on his lips. “Remove your clothes except for your panties, then turn away from me. Common safewords apply, but it’s up to you to use them.”
Brie understood two things without Hunter having to explain. “Green,” “yellow,” and “red” were her safewords, but he would not be checking on her because he expected her to call them out if necessary.
Taking a deep breath, Brie centered herself before the scene. She removed her corset and skirt with poised, unhurried movements, laying them in a neat pile on the floor beside her shoes.
She then turned away from him and waited with bated breath.
