What To Read After FSOG: The Gemstone Collection Part Two (122 page)

Brie moaned as he slowly pushed into her. He was right; it was strangely exhilarating to be penetrated while tightly restricted. She couldn’t adjust or scream because the rope’s tight constriction didn’t allow for it. She could only lie there and enjoy his manly onslaught.

Brie felt delightfully helpless. Tears ran down her face from the sheer joy of her powerlessness. “I love it, Tono,” she breathed softly.

“I know, toriko. You and I are in harmony.” His cock stroked her leisurely at first and then he slowly built up to a burst of energy, letting out a flood of lust that left her breathless. She rode the wave of his lovemaking, thoroughly mesmerized. He groaned as he came, his hot seed bursting deep inside her. Then he stopped, his cock still hard. Just like the time before, her body began to tense around him and pleasant chills took over.

“Yes, my slave…”

She whimpered when her clit began to pulsate and then her inner muscles started their rhythmic dance around his cock as she climaxed. He kissed the nape of her neck, growling softly until her orgasm spent itself.

He caressed her ass as he pulled out, and then cleaned her again. Tono picked up the camera. “Look into the lens, little one. I want to capture that fresh-come look.”

She smiled at the camera with no need to pose. She was satiated and it radiated from her naturally.

“So beautiful, toriko,” he said repeatedly as he continued to shoot.

He put the camera down and grabbed another piece of rope. “Now, I will heighten your arousal.”

He told her to lean back. The way in which he had tied her arms allowed them to support her now. He took hold of her ankle and bent her leg so that her ankle rested against the inner thigh of the same leg. He bound them together and then spread her leg out, securing it to the other rope with another set of decorative knots. When he stepped away to get his camera, Brie couldn’t help herself. She tried to struggle against the constriction, but the jute held her tightly in its grip. A gush of wetness ran down the crease of her ass. She loved being at the mercy of the rope. Brie threw her head back and moaned in satisfaction.

“Don’t move. That’s lovely.” She lay perfectly still as he preserved her state of bliss on film. She thought he was going to start on the other leg and squealed when she felt him lick her sex.

“Oh, too much, too much!” Brie’s clit was extra sensitive in the wake of his pounding. She didn’t think her poor body could handle being eaten.

His chuckle was low and vibrated on her clit. “That is the beauty of the rope, little one. I am in control. I say when it is enough.” His tongue swirled around her clit and outer folds, tasting her juices. When he began sucking, it sent a shockwave through her. She tried to pull away, but all he had to do was hold down her untied leg and he was free to continue. She whimpered and begged him to stop as the feeling grew stronger. It didn’t feel like a normal orgasm approaching, and it unnerved her.

“Please, Tono. Stop,” she whimpered.

He ignored her pleas. Whatever it was, it was coming over her and she was powerless to prevent it. When it hit, time stopped for Brie. An ice-cold wave gripped her body and held her in its grasp. Her pussy contracted in response and refused to stop.

She made little mewing sounds, unable to speak—to think. She was at the mercy of this new orgasm, and Tono’s constant suction was the source. He kept her there for an undeterminable amount of time and then broke away. Slowly, she felt herself returning to earth.

He helped her sit up and wound the rope over her eyes to make a blindfold. He lay her back down, and she vaguely heard Tono moving around as he took more photos. Then his gentle hands took hold of her unbound ankle and began the process of restraining it. Her body trembled under his touch, familiar with the remarkable power he had over her.

Tono murmured praises as he took additional photos, but she was floating and could hardly make out what he was saying. She didn’t respond to him until she felt his lips on her clit again. “Ohhh…”

He took her on a journey back to that place where pleasure meets otherworldliness. His tongue kept her there for so long that she barely noticed when he broke away. But she smiled when she felt his manhood slide into her heaven to join her. Together, they rode the tide of pleasure as one. He was a part of her. They were conjoined in a way she had never experienced. If she had been able to, she would have wrapped her arms around him and drawn him even farther into herself.

Brie became lost in the sensations and was surprised when she opened her eyes to find herself in Tono’s bed, wrapped in his arms instead of the rope.

“You’re back.”

She looked into his brown eyes and sighed contentedly. “Whatever that was, whatever you did… It was amazing.”

“I’m glad you respond so well to the call of the jute, toriko. Most do not embrace it as fully as you.”

“How did I get here?” she asked, looking around his bedroom.

“I cut you from the ropes when I saw how deep you were into subspace. We’ve been lying together for over a half-hour.”

“I’m sorry.”

“No need to be, little one. Watching you fly is beautiful. I thoroughly enjoyed myself.”

A giant yawn escaped her lips. She covered her mouth and apologized again.

He put a finger to them. “No more apologies. I’m not surprised you are tired. You’ve had quite a journey.” His finger left a trail of tingling sensation on her lips. “I will call for a cab.”

She was disappointed he wanted her to leave so soon, and he must have read it on her face.

He smiled with open affection. “I want to drive you home, toriko, but it would not be deemed appropriate.” He tugged on the collar around her neck. “I cannot fraternize with you beyond the confines of the school until your training is complete.” He glanced over at the clock on his nightstand. “According to the clock, it’s getting close to twelve. Class ends at midnight, does it not?”

She nodded her head glumly.

“So, I will call the cab and while we wait for it to arrive, we can discuss the scene together. I promised your trainers we would, and I do not break my promises.” He looked deep into her eyes, “My word is my honor.”

“I know, Tono. That tongue of yours is honorable in so many ways.”

He threw back his head and laughed. It pleased her to hear his laughter. She wanted to hear more, but he got up to telephone the cab. As he walked away, she noticed he was naked. She admired his tight, round ass.
So fine.
An ass she wouldn’t mind waking up to every morning…

Twenty minutes later, she was back in her school uniform and heading to her apartment. She quickly texted Lea, figuring that she and Mary would just be leaving the Center.

Hey girl! You two wanna come to my place? We can film how our days went.

Her phone soon buzzed back.

Mary said she’ll come, but she isn’t going to record herself.

Tell her that she’s a pussy.

I told her, but also added that pussies are welcome at your place.

LOL…
That they are! See you soon.

Brie rested her head against the car window for the rest of the drive, lost in thought. Up until this point, her loyalty had belonged exclusively to Sir—it hadn’t even been in question. However, today Tono had managed to change that, and she was falling hard.

Staring out into the dark, Brie wondered if her heart could survive being devoted to two Masters, knowing one day that she would have to choose. A tear traveled down her cheek. She whispered into the night, the declaration spoken out of desperation. “I still love you, Sir.”

Brie On Display

B
rie was wrestling with her new feelings for Tono. The day she’d met Sir, she had known he was
the One
. Tono had simply been the gorgeous Dom she’d wanted to play with. However, after spending Auction Day with him, she couldn’t get Tono out of her mind…or her heart. He had introduced her to the seductive art of Kinbaku, or Japanese bondage. The call of the rope, combined with his skill, had opened her eyes to another world—one that now haunted her thoughts constantly.

Sir was a powerful magnet. Her soul longed to be dominated by him in every way. Tono’s call was different—more like the ocean. His beckoned her to lose herself in the waves of their harmony.

Her conflicting emotions caused her to be distracted at work. Mr. Reynolds jokingly commented as he handed the inventory sheet back to her, “Another exciting weekend, Brie?” She was in charge of ordering stock and, looking over the sheet, she saw that she’d forgotten to include several brands they were running low on.

Brie sighed. “I’m sorry.” Mr. Reynolds was a kind boss and rewarded her hard work with regular raises. She hated letting him down. “I’ll double-check the orders before I send them out.”

“See that you do,” Mr. Reynolds said, then as an afterthought he added, “You mentioned that you were taking training classes at night. Are you enrolled in extra film courses or something?”

Brie was unprepared for his question and just stood there, smiling like an idiot, while she formulated an answer. She played with the collar around her neck as she spoke. “Actually, the classes are going to help with my film career, Mr. Reynolds. Thank you for asking.”

She figured she wasn’t
really
lying. The documentary she was filming, based on her experiences at the Submissive Training Center, would help her career. She was confident she could snag the interest of someone in the industry when she was done. It was Brie’s destiny to open the eyes of America to the hidden lifestyle.

“So when is your boyfriend coming to the shop? I still haven’t given my approval yet,” Mr. Reynolds said teasingly.

His protective nature was endearing. However, there was no way the old man would approve of her new BDSM lifestyle, nor would he understand there wasn’t just one Dom she was attracted to at the moment. Nobody in the ‘vanilla world’ could relate to what she was going through. It was a lonely feeling.

Brie growled under her breath when she saw Blue Eyes at the door of the Training Center later that evening. He might think he was all cute with his daily flirting, but she had no patience for him now. Her heart was torn between two worthy men. That boy had absolutely no chance with her, and she needed to put a stop to it.

Brie took on a Mary-like stance, putting her hands on her waist and cocking her hip to one side. “Whatever you are trying to do here, Todd, it needs to stop! I have no interest in you.” She powered past him and headed towards the elevator.

“Has anyone ever told you how sexy you look when you’re pissed?” he called after her.

She had to bite her tongue to stop her foul-mouthed reply. Brie just threw her hand up in the air in a dismissive manner. Her training as a submissive definitely helped her maintain control as she escaped to the elevator.

She sat down in Mr. Gallant’s classroom, transfixed by the pile of papers on his desk—their evaluations from the last auction. What had Tono said? He was a Kinbakushi, after all; trained to bring his models to that spiritual level of harmony. Maybe it wasn’t unusual for him.

She held her breath as Mr. Gallant handed over her evaluation. “An eight, Miss Bennett? Highly unusual for your third auction. Take it as a compliment from an admirer, but do not let it go to your head. You have much to learn yet.”

She looked up at him. “I agree, Mr. Gallant.”

He nodded and moved on to pass out the remaining two packets. Brie dove into her evaluation, her heart pumping as she did. ‘Miss Bennett has a rare gift with the rope. Able to connect on a level seldom experienced by this Master.’ ‘Both independent and trusting.’

She finally got to his criticisms. ‘Hesitated to state need for urination. Spoiled several shots because of strained look.’ Brie giggled under her breath. ‘Lack of experience holds her back, but is charming to overcome as a Dom.’ Tono had added at the end of the evaluation, ‘Hope to work with toriko again. Could easily make a career of Kinbaku.’