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Dec 2014: Brie's First Day of Submissive Training by Red Phoenix

To start off the month of December, we are going to take a trip back in time to the very first Brie book - the one that started it all!

As many of you know, I wrote this as a standalone novelette. I loved the concept of a college-like setting with submissive training being taught by the best Masters.

It was originally only meant to be a sneak peek into an alternate life-style, but readers demanded more after reading about her first day.



Excerpt from Brie's First Day of Submissive Training:
(Still FREE after all these years!)

“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?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“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?”

Fan made quoted pic for Brie's First Day...

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You can now get Sir's POV for free on Amazon!

I must say that I am very excited for two reasons. When I wrote this short story, it was purely as a gift to my fans. Many had wanted to read a story from Sir's POV, and I knew there was one scene in Brie Learns the Art of Submission that would be enhanced if readers knew his side of the story.

I wrote the scene for my blog tour for Brie Learns the Art of Submission, but it was broken into 5 pieces. Afterwards, peeps asked if they could get it in one document. I happily created a free version they could download on all the major sites.

Unfortunately, it takes a while to make things permanently free on Amazon. Since it was a gift to my fans, I was not comfortable taking any profit from it. When a fan suggested I donate it, I heard angels sing.

I am proud to say that my fans raised $763.70 for Children's Hospital of Colorado!

I donated the money as soon as it went free on Amazon's website. :)

On the Twenty-Fourth Day of Christmas Red Phoenix Gave to Me

The beginning of Brie, when she was brand new to submission...

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?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“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.”

On the Twenty-Second Day of Christmas Red Phoenix Gave to Me

A story of a girl in desperate need and the man endowed to help her...

I will admit it, there have been times when life didn't seem worth the struggle anymore. In response to that feeling, I wrote an erotic story dealing with a noble man who cares enough to step in when one girl tries to end it. Turns out he has a problem of 'epic proportions' that she was meant to resolve. 

* I have kept this one free because I feel there are people who need to hear the simple message, "Hang on, don't give up. It will get better." Make fun of me if you want, but that was truly the reason I wrote the story.

Red Phoenix: reaching out to others one erotic story at a time... ;)

Excerpt from And Then He Saved Me:
(Novelette is FREE on Amazon, B&N, Apple, and Smashwords.)

“I want to make love with you, Cyril.”

“We…can’t…,” he said between kisses.

“Don’t deny me, Cyril. I need this.”

“I can’t make love, it would only hurt you.”

Her kisses traveled down his chin to his neck. “Then hurt me.” She unbuttoned his pants, unzipping them slowly. His huge shaft was already straining to get out. She leaned over and kissed it tenderly.

Cyril pulled off his clothes, freeing his massive dick from its confines. Its immense stature looked ready to conquer the world. She grasped onto it with her hand, unable to encircle it completely. “You are a big man,” she purred. Lauren wrapped her lips around the head of it and moved up and down on his shaft. It was laughable how little she could actually take into her mouth, but Cyril groaned in pleasure. She stroked him using both hands to encircle his full circumference.

“Oh, Lauren. Just keep doing that and I will come for you.”

She immediately stopped. “No, Cyril. I need to feel you inside me.

“You’re too small,” he protested.

“I’m begging you. Please, I need this.”

The worried expression on his face slowly relaxed. “If we are really going to do this, I need to get something first. Why don’t you lie on the bed.”

Lauren giggled in excitement and tiptoed over to his large bed. She quickly stripped her clothes while Cyril hunted through his top dresser drawer, cursing as he searched.

“Where the hell is it? I know I had one left.” He finally held up his hand in triumph. She noticed the foil wrapped coin between his fingers. Cyril moved towards her, his cock looking like a sword. She tingled all over as he approached.

“Scoot to the edge of the bed for me.” Lauren eagerly complied, grabbing a strand of her hair and twirling it in anticipation when she settled back on the bed. Cyril stared at her naked body with a looked of reverence. “So delicate and lovely…” he murmured, as he knelt down on the floor beside the bed.

He moved between her legs and gently kissed her mound. She gasped, twisting the hair tighter around her finger when she felt his tongue flick the inside of her wet folds. He caressed her sex lavishly with his mouth, creating a fiery ache.

“I want you, Cyril,” she moaned.

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

“I’m desperate for you.” Her body trembled, needing his impossibly large hunk of manhood inside her. She watched in anticipation as he rolled the condom over his enormous cock and moved between her legs.

Cyril spread her wet outer lips, positioning his massive head against her opening. He pushed, but her willing body resisted. “Just a minute,” he said. Leaving her on the bed, he walked into the bathroom and came back with a tube of lubricant. “This should help.” He spread it liberally over the latex and then positioned his cock against her again. “You’ll need to relax.”

She nodded her head, propping herself up so she could watch the penetration. He tried to force himself into her entrance, but couldn’t make any progress. Cyril grabbed her hips and rocked his huge shaft against her harder. She groaned when his vast head finally disappeared into her pink recesses. It stretched her more than she had ever been stretched. She loved the ache it caused. “More, Cyril. I want more.”

He grunted and pulled out a little before pushing back in. She watched in fascination as his giant rod slowly powered its way into her. At one point, Lauren threw her head back on the pillow and started panting. His cock was demanding more than her body could give. “Do you want me to stop, Baby Girl?” he murmured.

She stopped breathing when he said that name. Lauren fought back emotional tears and said with conviction, “No. Please, I want to take all of it.” He licked his lips in concentration as he repositioned her and pushed in further. “Oohhh,” she moaned, shocked her body was able to take more of him. “Make me take all of you,” she purred.

Cyril groaned as he continued to force his massive shaft into her small frame. There was nothing else but his cock, stretching and prodding deeper. It would not rest until it claimed all of her and she needed it. She started moaning loudly as his shaft expanded her opening beyond capacity. “Are you in yet?” she gasped.

“Almost, Baby.”

“Good, I can’t wait until you start fucking me with your huge cock.”

He grunted in response and lifted her ass off the bed cupping her buttocks. With a demanding thrust, he pushed the last of his shaft into her making her scream out in pleasure-pain. “Oh, that feels good. I love it!” she exclaimed, staring at the impossibly large cock between her legs. The lips of her pussy stretched to near tearing. Her clit splayed out and vulnerable. Lauren looked up at Cyril and smiled.

“Are you ready for me to start thrusting?” he growled softly.

 

On the Eighteenth Day of Christmas Red Phoenix Gave to Me

Two people stranded together in the snow for days... 

After a snowstorm in February, I decided to play out what would happen with two friends who are forced to be alone together. One has a crush on the other and a variety of ways to show her how he truly feels...

Excerpt from Blissfully Snowbound: 
(Novelette is FREE on Amazon, B&N, Apple, and Smashwords, click here)

“After last night’s kiss? No way.”

She blushed, thinking back on the experience. “It was a fluke. It’s the whole stolen kiss thing. That’s all it was.”

“Wanna prove it?”

She scoffed at him. “Yeah, right.”

“No, seriously. If we kiss and we don’t both feel something, I’ll stop hounding you. Cross my heart.” Dan made a cross motion over his heart and smiled charmingly.

“You’re pathetic, you know that?”

“I think you’re chicken because you know I’m right.”

“Don’t start with me. You know I hate being called a chicken.”

He nodded with a grin. “Yes, I do.”

Jenny rolled her eyes and walked over to Dan. Here in the daylight with no romantic fire things would be different. He tried to put his arms around her, but she stopped him. “You said nothing about hugging, mister. A kiss. That’s it.”

A smile played across his lips. “Fine.” Dan put his hands behind his back and waited.

She tried to calm the butterflies as she tiptoed up to kiss him. For a second she hesitated, afraid that he might be right—but no. She knew better and needed to prove it. Jenny gently pressed her mouth against his firm lips. He snuck a hand around and grasped the back of her neck. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she felt fireworks go off. The desire she had felt all night instantly reignited. She unwillingly moaned and had to pull away. It was disconcerting.

Dan’s hair fell in his eyes and he brushed it back all cute-like. “Well?”

Jenny turned from him. “Didn’t feel a thing.”

He snuck up behind her and growled softly in her ear, “Yeah, I’m buying that.”

Her heart raced when she felt the warmth of his breath on her neck. “Please don’t.”

“Don’t what?” Dan asked, as he moved her hair aside and gently kissed the back of her neck.

She felt an electric jolt travel straight to her groin. “Don’t make me want you.”

Dan chuckled warmly. “But you already do.”

Jenny closed her eyes. Her body was desperate for more, but they couldn’t. It wasn’t in the cards for them. She pulled away and pretended to straighten the kitchen.

Dan let out a frustrated sigh. “Okay, you win. I’ll stop hounding you.”

She felt almost disappointed. “Good, why don’t we finish our poker game?”

“Fine,” Dan grumbled. Then he added condescendingly, “I don’t see the point. You are so behind now you don’t have a chance of catching up.”

“Oh yeah? We’ll see about that.” She dealt out the cards. In no time flat, she was out of pretzels. “How did you do that?”

“I’m on a winning streak and you’re not.”

Jenny pouted. She hated to lose and today it was especially humiliating. “I demand a rematch.”

“Nope. You need collateral in order to play. I do have a suggestion though. You could bet with clothing.”

“Strip poker? You can’t be serious.”

“I am completely serious,” Dan answered with a devilish glint in his eye. He started dealing out the cards. “You in?”

So much for him giving up on getting her in bed, but Jenny eagerly took up the challenge. “Okay, but only if I can pull out of the game at any time.”

“It’s a deal.”

Jenny was pleasantly surprised when she beat his hand. “Since I’m the winner, I get to pick the piece of clothing,” she announced.

“Okay by me.”

“Your sweater.”

Dan kept a straight face as he pulled it over his head. Jenny couldn’t help gazing at his naked chest. She had only seen him shirtless from a distance once when she watched him play basketball outside Kelly’s apartment. His defined chest with blond curls was quite distracting, and she had to look away.

“Your turn to deal.”

Jenny looked down at the cards. Seeing his skin unnerved her. Jenny shuffled the cards and dealt them out. It seemed her luck had changed for good when she won the next hand too. “Your belt.”

“Interesting choice,” Dan replied, as he undid the buckle and whipped it out of the belt loops. The sound of the buckle hitting the floor made her blush. She was glad he couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

Dan dealt the next hand. Jenny won with a pair of queens. She whistled enthusiastically. “I am on a roll now, baby! Socks next.”

“Both?”

“Yep.”

He dutifully took off his socks, exposing the manly fur on his feet. Dan wiggled his toes for her benefit. She quickly dealt out the next hand and then stopped. Was he losing on purpose? Jenny raised her eyebrow and stared at him.

“What?”

“My sudden winning streak seems a little suspicious.”

“I see. You doubt your own card skills.”

Jenny puckered her lips in concentration. She finished dealing and let out a happy squeal when she saw her hand, totally forgetting to keep a poker face. Jenny laid down two aces in triumph and then gasped when Dan showed her a three of a kind. He grinned mischievously. “Take off your top.”

She shook her head. “I can’t.”

“Do not shirk on a bet, Jenny. It’s bad manners.”

In a quick move so she wouldn’t second-guess herself, Jenny whipped off her sweater. She was grateful that her bra hid her assets. Jenny looked over at the fire, not wanting to see the expression on Dan’s face.

“Nice. Not quite what I was expecting, but nice.”

Jenny glanced down at her chest and burned with mortification. She had forgotten she was wearing her ancient smiley face bra. It was her most comfortable intimate apparel, but definitely not her sexiest. Ryan never cared what she wore.

“Enough gawking. Just deal the cards.”

Dan chuckled and dealt the next hand. Jenny’s heart raced. She had three Jacks and laid them down with a whoop. Dan smiled and showed her a flush. “Bra.”

Jenny sputtered. “Not the bra. Let me take off my socks.”

“Nope. The bra that keeps smiling back at me must go.”

Jenny’s hands trembled as she unclasped the back and slowly let her favorite bra fall from her shoulders. Dan’s expression changed from amusement to adoration in the blink of an eye.

On the Thirteenth Day of Christmas Red Phoenix Gave to Me

A Romantically Sweet Seduction...

Troy has returned for Amy, but he only has a few days to win her back. He pulls out all the stops to impress and delight her. I wrote this for all the people who love romance with their sex.

Excerpt from the short story Lover Mine: 
(Short Story is FREE on Amazon, B&N, Apple, and Smashwords. The entire series is available for only 4.99, click here)

“I didn’t realize you were an art buff, Aims.”

Her laughter was sweet. “I’m not. I just have a few I really like. What’s your favorite painting?”

Troy stopped in front of a huge canvas. It was completely white except for a red splotch in the lower right corner. “This is more my speed.”

“Hmm…what does it say to you?”

“Oops.”

“Oops?”

“Yeah, oops I was just getting ready to paint my masterpiece and tripped, pouring this stupid red paint on it.”

Amy grinned. “I can see you are quite the art aficionado.”

“Yes, people all over the world eagerly await my opinion. You may not know this, but I have ruined many an artist’s career with just one bad review.”

She squeezed his hand. “You’re right, I never understood what an important man you are.”

Troy leaned down and kissed her in front of the red splotch painting. He knew it would become his favorite piece of art after this.

The two walked around the museum, trying to outdo each other in their attempts to sound knowledgeable as they discussed the different pieces. Every now and then, Troy lightly touched her breasts, bending over to look closely at a sculpture or gave a quick caress of her shapely ass as he moved up behind her. He couldn’t help it; she was just that intoxicating.

Amy didn’t seem to mind. In fact, several times she leaned into his body, pressing those lovely nipples against his skin. The two of them were shameless in the way they teased each other. Troy noticed one of the guards grinning at them. Oh yeah, buddy. You wish you were me.

After the art museum, Troy drove Amy to one of the tallest high-rises in the city. He took her all the way to the top. “This restaurant is supposed to have the best view of downtown,” he informed her on the long elevator ride up.

Amy appeared nauseous. “I hate heights,” she whispered.

He caressed her cheek, chuckling softly. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. You have a thick window pane protecting you.”

“Still…” she sighed.

When the elevator doors opened, she hesitated. Troy guided her in with his hand on the small of her back. The restaurant was impressive with its circular shape and scenic windows. When the host asked where they would like to sit, Troy automatically asked for a table near a window. When Amy squeezed his hand painfully, he quickly changed his answer. “Actually, let’s have a table at the center. He led them to a small table smack in the middle of the large restaurant.

Troy complained jokingly as they sat down, “What’s the point of eating at the top of the world if you can’t see it?” He noticed she was staring intently at her menu. She looked a little green. “Hey Aims, are you okay? Really, we don’t have to eat here. I didn’t know you were so scared of heights.”

She looked up at him, her eyes dilated with fear. “It’s okay.”

Troy put his menu down. “No, Amy. This is supposed to be a romantic meal. If you are scared to death it kind of defeats the purpose.”

“Let’s walk over to the edge. Maybe if I see it, it won’t be so bad.”

“Are you sure?”

Amy stuck her chin up bravely. “Yes.”

Troy took her trembling hand and walked her over to the nearest window. He could feel her pull back the closer they got. “You okay?”

“Yep.”

Troy put his arms around her. “I got ya. It really is a beautiful view, Aims.”

She made tiny steps up to the window and then finally took a peek. “Wow.”

“Yeah, pretty amazing isn’t it.”

“Everything seems different from up here.” She pointed, “Look, there’s the museum.”

“And right over there is my hotel.” Troy pointed to the Grand Hotel a few blocks down.

“Wow, you’re staying at a swanky place, lover.”

“Want to see it after dinner?”

Amy gave him a knowing smile. “What? You want to show me your bed that vibrates for a quarter?”

“Costs five bucks at this place, but the vibration lasts for hours,” he answered.