As a young woman I longed to know the secrets of sex, to be able to please every man I was with, much like a Geisha. I decided to write a short story of a young girl learning the art of submission. What makes this story unique is that you go through her classes with her, experiencing what she learns one lesson at a time.
Excerpt from Brie's First Day of Submissive Training: (Novelette is FREE on Amazon, B&N, Apple, and Smashwords.For the complete 9-part series in one novel, click here.)
She climbed the stairs onto the stage and faced the panel bravely.
“Class,” Sir said, looking at the other women. “Miss Bennett shared in her application that she was bullied by classmates at the predominantly African American school she attended as a child. Because of that, she has an unnatural fear of anyone of African American descent.” Sir looked up at Brie. “Is this true, Miss Bennett?”
Brie nodded, cursing herself for putting it in the application. As if Sir could read her mind, he said, “Do not regret telling us your background. The more we know about you, the faster your training will advance. Hiding parts of yourself will only lead to difficulties later on. Do you understand?”
“You noted that you do not like anal sex. Why?”
She looked down at her feet. “I’ve never tried it, Sir. Truthfully, I don’t know if I like it or not, but it sounds painful.”
Sir looked at the group of women again. “Part of a Dominant’s responsibility is to stretch and grow his Sub without taking her too far.”
Brie heard the steps of her new partner walking up the stairs. The man moved up behind her and wrapped his right arm around the front of her waist in a possessive manner. She looked down and was not surprised to see his skin was the color of dark chocolate.
His voice was a low rumble next to her ear. “Are you ready for me?”
Brie’s breath came in short gasps. She wasn’t prepared to do this… He turned her around and tilted her head up. “Are you ready?”
She looked up into his dark hazel eyes. Brie expected to see anger and hatred reflected in them, her irrational fear kicking in, but they were filled with lust—lust for her. She nodded. He grazed his thumb across her lips before his mouth came down on hers. His thick lips felt different and he had a spicier smell to his musk. Neither was unpleasant.
After the kiss, Brie’s new Dom held her arm up and stroked the outline of her curves, causing her skin to tingle as his hand made its way down to her hips. His dark skin contrasted beautifully against her creamy white.
Having this man touch her intimately felt forbidden, even though her rational mind knew differently. She decided to give in to the feeling—wanting to feel wicked. When he kissed her again, she moaned into his mouth, letting his tongue claim her.
She heard movement on the stage. When he broke the embrace, she saw that a bed and small table had been placed near them. There were things laid out on the table, but she couldn’t tell what.
The Dom began untying her leather top. Soon her chest was exposed to the audience. Brie looked away, not wanting to acknowledge that she had observers. She realized, however, that Sir was studying her with interest. She remembered his critique and made a conscious choice to be more vocal with this Dom.
She put her hand on the man’s shoulder as he helped her step out of the skirt and hose. Then he lifted her up and placed her on the bed. “On all fours,” he commanded. Brie saw the lubricant on the small table and began shaking all over. She struggled to breathe as she got on her hands and knees, frightened that what came next would hurt. A small whimper escaped her lips as he joined her on the bed.
Her Dom ran his hand over her back for reassurance. “There is no reason to be frightened. I’m not going to hurt you.” He picked up an object from the table. “Have you seen one of these before?”
She looked at the item in his hand. It looked like a short phallus with a flanged end that was decorated with a large blue crystal. Brie answered quietly, “No.”
He seemed amused and nodded his head. “It has an unromantic name, but is an enjoyable piece of equipment.”
Brie tried to calm her erratic heartbeat. She was grateful that he was being understanding and patient with her. “What is it?” she asked.
“It’s called a butt plug.”
Brie looked up at him nervously.
Sir interrupted the scene to talk to the other students. “As you can see, her Dom has chosen a smaller device, since this is her first time.” The other girls nodded as if they understood, but Brie couldn’t miss the relief on their faces at knowing they weren’t the ones up on stage.
She watched in a combination of fear and fascination as the Dom covered it in lubricant. “Lay your head on the pillow but keep your ass in the air. I want you to look back towards me.”
Brie did as he asked, the position making her anus more accessible to him and easier for everyone else to see. She held her breath as he moved down between her legs. What he held in his hand was way bigger than the thing she had played with. She closed her eyes, determined to be brave.
“No, open them,” he demanded gently.
She looked at him, realizing that being silent and shutting her eyes to get through it was not allowed. Her Dom needed and wanted Brie to communicate with him.
She fought the urge to bite her lip as she felt the cold tip of the plug push against her sphincter. She gasped when he slowly eased it inside her, stretching her tight hole, and then grunted in discomfort as he gently forced it farther in.
He pulled the plug out slightly and then pushed it back in. The movement seemed to loosen her muscles and the toy advanced farther inside her. He continued the process, moving slowly and allowing her body to adjust. Despite the small diameter of the plug, it felt as if there was a full-sized shaft inside her. She couldn’t imagine what a real cock would feel like.
Brie panted as she continued to adjust to the ever-widening girth of the plug. Just when she didn’t think her ass could stretch any more, she hit the stopper. Her anus clamped around it. The plug wasn’t going anywhere until her Dom pulled it out. He bent down and kissed her ass cheeks. “It looks beautiful from here.”
She envisioned her butt in the air, with a blue crystal where her asshole should be. Maybe it did look pretty. At least he was pleased. Brie tingled with a feeling of accomplishment. She’d taken the foreign object inside her. It certainly felt strange, but it did not hurt.
“Lay down on your back now,” he growled lustfully.
She shivered with excitement, knowing he had something else in mind. She lay down and looked up at her handsome Dom. He looked so strong and powerful standing over her. She trembled when he pulled down his briefs and she saw his manhood for the first time. It was a lighter shade than the rest of him and incredibly thick. “I am going to take you with the plug still in place.” He must have read the fear in her eyes, because he caressed her cheek and said, “Do you want to please me?”
Brie’s loins quivered in response. Yes, she did want to please him, but not if it would hurt. She thought back to what Sir had said. He’d told the class that a good Dominant knew the limits of his or her sub. Did she trust this man not to harm her? She looked up into those hazel eyes again and had no doubt. She opened her legs to him.
Her dark-skinned Dom climbed between them. Even though she didn’t mean to, she bit her lip when his cock entered her. His thickness would have filled her up on its own, but the added plug made her pussy so tight that it felt as if it was her first time.
He gently thrust his substantial girth inside her taut opening, allowing Brie’s body to get used to the constricted feeling. After he’d fully penetrated her with his length, he began stroking her with his shaft. He used it like an instrument, rubbing her in places she hadn’t been touched before. She vocalized for him then, letting him know how good it felt.
His thrusts became more focused and intense, rubbing on one spot in particular that gave her goose bumps. “Come for me. I want to feel your pussy come all over my dark shaft.”