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Excerpt from Brie Learns the Art of Submission:
Todd met her gaze
and said in an authoritative voice, “I have waited patiently for this day.”
Brie took a gasp
of air. “I don’t understand…”
“I will explain,
but first you must undress, leaving only your stockings.”
It seemed like a
dream as she gracefully removed her corset, skirt, shoes and panties, placing
them neatly on the floor. When she stood up, he looked her over and commented
simply, “Enchanting.”
Brie blushed for
no good reason.
“Bow at my feet, blossom.”
She did so
immediately and then felt his hand on her head. He stood there and remained
silent while the other Doms directed their subs to the ramps. She wasn’t sure
what he was waiting for.
“Master?”
“You will not
call me Master. I am Faelan to you.”
“Yes, Faelan.”
“Come over here, blossom.”
He led her away from the ramp and over to a corner of the room. “Lie on your
back.”
While Brie did as
he asked, she watched Faelan move over to a table and pick up several items
from it. When he turned back towards her, she quickly snapped her head back and
stared at the ceiling, trying to calm her breathing. She couldn’t believe Blue
Eyes was her Dom…
He walked into
her line of sight and held up a thin silver bracelet in the shape of an X. “The
prettiest bondage I could find.”
Brie crinkled her
brow, uncertain how it counted as bondage. She soon found out when he placed
one of her wrists into it, crossed her other wrist over it and then locked them
into place. Brie looked at her wrists, bound in thin silver, and smiled
appreciatively. “Beautiful…”
“Lay your arms
back above your head,” he ordered, then took a scarlet rope and bound her
ankles together. He took another tie and bound her knees.
He looked over
his work with approval. Then he held up a large, fluffy white feather and
twirled it between his fingers. “My instrument of pleasure for tonight.”
It took
everything in Brie not to burst out laughing. A feather? Seriously? She had been flogged and caned, and he was
going to tease her with a feather? Blue Eyes had no idea how pathetically cute
he was.
“Lift your head
up, blossom.”
She did as he
asked and he placed an eye mask over her head. It smelled of lavender. He placed it firmly over her eyes, blocking
all light, before gently laying her head back down on the spongy floor. The
blindfold, in addition to the bindings, had an effect on her. She was suddenly
very aware she was under his power.
She expected his
hands on her naked body, but instead he settled down beside her. The smell of
him was familiar—manly and intoxicating. “I will explain now, as I caress your
skin.”
Brie felt
hundreds of tickling points as he moved the feather over her breast. She gasped
in delight, surprised at the sensual feel of it. While the feather glided over
her skin, he drew her in with his low, masculine tone. “The moment you landed
in my arms at the front of the school, I became captivated by you.”
He used the tip
of the feather to tease her nipple. It hardened from the attention. Then she
felt the warmth of his lips on her nipple. It was just for an instant, and
suddenly the feather was back, teasing her again. She sighed in frustration.
“When I realized
you were training to be a submissive it was as if all the pieces of a puzzle
came together for me. My need to dominate finally made sense and my path was
clear. I contacted Thane Davis and expressed my desire to train at the school.
It wasn’t an easy sell because the class had started a few days before.”
He stopped, and
her attention focused on the caress of the feather against the side of her hip.
The tingling trail it left was followed by another warm kiss.
“I offered to
drop my advanced business classes for a semester and put in extra time to make
up for starting behind. It took convincing, but I finally got the Dominant
panel on my side.”
The feather moved
from her bound knees and slowly made its way between her legs. The delicate
touch of it drove her wild. She squirmed in pleasure as the feather touched her
mound. Then Brie stopped breathing, waiting for his lips. When she felt his
warm breath on her sex, she whimpered. His lips barely brushed her swollen clit
before he settled back beside her.
