Brie Masters Love in Submission: Submissive in Love (7 page)

Brie could not hold back the tears when she realized halfway through that his choice of song was meant as an apology to her. Sir refused to look in her direction as he sang of love and the darkness of inner demons that still haunted his soul. When it ended, the room was silent.

Sir put down the mic and turned to face her. She stood up and walked into his open arms.

“I don’t mean to hurt you, Brie,” he whispered, kissing her forehead. She let out a deep sigh of emotional release, grateful that their connection had been reestablished.

Tono watched their private scene play out before him, and said nothing as he collected the mics and tambourine, depositing them back in the box.

“Shall we go, then?”

Sir shook his head. “No, Ren. My sub has a debt that must be paid.”

Paying her Debt

B
rie trembled in Sir’s arms, knowing that playtime was about begin, but having no idea what he had planned. Sir let go of her and picked up the backpack. “Did you bring anything, Nosaka?”

Tono nodded, producing a length of jute from inside his kimono.

“That will do nicely.” Sir surprised Brie when he abruptly pulled off his T-shirt, exposing his manly chest. Then her Master sat down on the couch, and with an ominous grin, he slowly unbuttoned his pants.

Brie ached just watching Sir undress in front of her. When he commanded, “On your knees, téa. Right where you stand,” she instantly dropped to a kneeling position.

“Take off your top.”

Brie gracefully removed her blouse and folded it, laying it on the floor beside her. When she looked up, he nodded at her bra. “All of it.”

She unfastened her bra next and laid it on top of the blouse, waiting anxiously for his next order.

“Hands behind your back.”

She thrust her breasts forward proudly, her nipples hardening under the appreciative gaze of her Master. The fact that Tono was also in the room only added to her excitement.

“Nosaka, bind téa’s chest so that her breasts present nicely and secure her hands behind her back.”

Brie’s heart rate increased as she felt Tono approach and heard the swish of silk as he separated his kimono to kneel behind her. In a voice both commanding and calm, he ordered, “Wrists together.”

Brie looked at her Master while Tono began the slow and sensual process of binding her. Sir’s eyes remained trained on her as she was lulled and seduced by the jute.

Tono knew just how to caress and tease her as he placed the rope under her breasts, adjusting it carefully with gentle hands. The jute slid over her skin flirtatiously, tugging against her with each pull and tie of the rope, constricting her movement further with each new pass…

Brie moaned with pleasure when he laced the rope around her forearms and tightened it, forcing her chest farther forward.

“That’s perfect,” Sir complimented.

Tono grunted his agreement. Brie swayed under the Kinbaku Master’s fluid movements, the call of his jute beckoning her to give in to its seductive power. She awakened from the provocative trance he’d created when Sir stood up, his cock stiff and ready before her.

“Come to your Master and open those pretty lips.”

Brie moved slowly to remain graceful and alluring, as she made her way over to him on her knees with her arms bound. Once she reached him, she looked up at her Master innocently and opened her lips wide.

He smiled down at her. “Do you remember the first time you sucked my cock, téa?”

She purred in response.

Sir eased his shaft into her mouth. “I want you to suck my cock exactly the way you did that first time.”

Brie kept her eyes on him as she took his shaft deeply. Sir moved her hair to the side and held her head so he could watch her. She pulled back and took him deeper.

“That’s it, téa…”

She swallowed, allowing the head of his cock to travel down her taut throat, forcing him deeper until her lips touched the very base of his shaft. Once there, she rocked gently back and forth, letting her throat caress his manhood with its tight constriction.

When Brie pulled back to catch her breath, she let him drop from her mouth and looked up, smiling at her Master.

“Again, babygirl.”

Brie eagerly obliged, taking several deep breaths before opening her lips and taking him back in her mouth. This time Sir guided her using his hands, thrusting slowly. She stared up at him with love. Being taken like this took her to a different level of submission, one where she was purely female in the most primal form.

He pulled out and pushed her head back, running his fingers through her hair as he praised, “My good girl…”

Sir asked her to stand, then grasped her throat possessively. “I think it is time you attended to our host,” he whispered, turning her around to face Tono. He undressed her completely, only leaving her collar.

“Kneel before him with your legs spread open.”

Brie walked over to Tono, her heart beating faster with each step. The Asian Dom stared at her with an amorous gaze as she knelt down before him, spreading herself open as Sir had commanded.

“Please Nosaka with your lips, but do not open them, téa.”

Tono loosened his sash and opened his kimono. Brie took in his toned body, then smiled to herself when she saw his arousal. She watched with admiration as he removed his underwear, exposing his erection.

Brie was grateful to be allowed the honor of ministering to his masculine need.

With lips that lightly teased, she kissed his cock, making her way from the base to the tip of his shaft. Brie looked up when she heard his intake of breath, and smiled when she saw the passionate look in his eye.

She used her soft lips to tease the frenulum and smooth head of his cock, then rubbed her cheek lovingly against his rigid shaft, like a feline. She bowed lower to give attention to his balls and to caress the perineum, the soft area underneath his scrotum, with feather-light kisses. She felt his whole body stiffen, his enjoyment of her attention obvious.

Brie saw a drop of his pre-come on the end of his shaft and rubbed her lips against it. She looked up at him, licking her lips seductively as she tasted his excitement. Tono groaned, his breath coming shallow and fast.

She turned her head and kept her lips closed as she rubbed them up and down the length of him, mimicking the motion and pace of slow thrusting. When he fisted her hair and pressed her lips harder against his cock, increasing the pace, her pussy tightened in pleasure, responding to his possessive grip.

That was when Sir knelt down behind her…

Brie moaned on Tono’s shaft when Sir began to caress her clit, swirling her juices to slicken the sensitive flesh before briskly rubbing against it. Brie’s breath quickly increased, meeting Tono’s as they rode the tension building inside them both.

“Concentrate,” Sir commanded.

Brie realized that she had stopped the motion on Tono’s shaft, and resumed the pace she’d had before, looking up at him apologetically.

If Tono minded, his face didn’t show it. He gazed down at her, the two in sync as their orgasms threatened to peak. Sir pulled his fingers away, allowing her to regain control of her body. Brie copied his actions by pulling away from Tono’s cock.

Sir started up again, his touch slower and lighter. Brie shuddered, her libido now heightened and much easier to manipulate—just the way Sir liked it.

“Nosaka, reach into the bag there,” he commanded.

Tono moved away from Brie, pulling out a large red candle.

“The lighter is in the front pocket,” Sir informed him, as he returned to her clit and teased it relentlessly with his vigorous rubbing. “Place them on the table.”

Brie held her breath, forcing her orgasm back as she watched Tono put down the beloved tools for wax play.

“Good girl,” Sir growled in her ear, reaching forward and tugging on her nipples.

She groaned with pleasure and frustration, her pussy contracting in response to the manipulation, ruining her previous restraint. “Master…”

Sir chuckled, knowing that she was struggling to obey him. He added a bite on her neck to make things nearly impossible. Brie’s whole body stiffened, so close to coming that tears formed in her eyes.

“Please.”

Sir wrapped his hand around her throat, lifting her head so she looked him in the eyes. “Please what, téa?”

“Release…” she begged through gritted teeth, as he increased the pace and pressure on her clit.

“No.”

She shuddered again. Sometimes her Master was a cruel man, but there was always purpose behind his actions—a method to his madness.

“Shall I test your resolve, téa?”

She shook her head, but answered dutifully, “If it pleases you, Master.”

“I question your sincerity, little sub.”

Brie took a deep breath, realizing he was not jesting. With renewed conviction, she responded, “It would be my honor to have my resolve tested, Master.”

“Good.” He swirled his finger against her clit, slowly and rhythmically, drawing her close to the edge again. Brie concentrated on a dark spot on the ceiling, putting all her energy into that black spot to get through his torturous teasing.

Sir released his hold on her and pulled out a Wartenberg wheel from the backpack. The smile on his face was dangerously wicked when he held it up for her to see. The spiked instrument was a challenging tool, and her skin tingled with fearful anticipation.

“Lay her on the couch, Nosaka, with her head near the end.”

Tono cradled her in his arms as he picked her up gently and laid her per Sir’s instruction, adjusting her bound arms to a more comfortable position before he lit the candle on the table. She trembled where she lay, her pussy aching with desire at the thought of enduring both Doms’ ‘tests’.

Sir seated himself between her thighs and lightly ran his fingers up her leg. “Such soft, delicate skin…”

Tono picked up the candle, which now had a pool of melted wax. He knelt beside her and lifted the candle over her chest. “Close your eyes, Brie.”

She did so, anticipating the burning drip of the hot wax and the wicked prickling of the Wartenberg wheel, wondering which of the two she would feel first.

However, the Doms were in control, and they surprised her.

Tono’s gentle lips descended on hers as Sir kissed her inner thigh, slowly moving upwards. Brie was unprepared for such tender contact, and her control melted under their attention. When Sir fingered her pussy again, she lifted her pelvis out of his reach to prevent a cascading orgasm.

“No, téa. You must remain still.”

Brie slowly settled her ass back onto the couch, gasping softly when his fingers returned. When Tono slipped his tongue into her mouth, her pussy began its prelude to an orgasmic dance without her permission.

The sharp prick of the wheel ran across the top of her mound as hot wax dripped onto her left nipple, shocking her senses and helping her to regain power over her body. Brie moaned, the explicit combination of pleasure and pain teasing her. The hot liquid rolled down the side of her breast before cooling into hard wax.

Sir rolled the wicked wheel down her left thigh, pressing hard enough to make her skin break out in tingling goosebumps while Tono brushed his hand slightly over her right breast, adding to her chills.

When the Asian Dom covered her nipple with the hot liquid, Brie arched her back in pleasure, loving the momentary burn followed by the ticklish trails the wax created. Sir focused his attention on her clit as Tono began crafting a simple design of a large flower on her stomach. The fact that Tono could excite Brie with the wax while making her a beautiful piece of artwork in the process totally enchanted her. But she tensed when Sir resumed his sensual rubbing of her clit as he teasingly tortured the sensitive soles of her feet with the wheel.

Sir challenged her further when he rolled the spiky instrument over the outside of her thigh and the shapely swell of her ass, applying more pressure than before. Brie realized she could fight against the impending orgasm he was building, or transcend it. She forced herself to relax against her Master’s insistent caress, letting the fire between her legs burn hotter.

Rather than focusing on resisting the orgasm, she concentrated on the burn of the wax, the needle points of the wheel, and allowed those sensations to carry her.