Brie Learns the Art of Submission: Submissive Training Center (38 page)

Brie found herself equally caught up in the
scene. She cringed when the Dom traced one finger down Lea’s neck,
lingering around the swell of her breasts and then tickling her
bellybutton. He dragged his fingers up the insides of her thighs,
teasing as he got ever closer to her sex. She was begging for more
when he stopped and removed the talons. Next, he picked up a small
metal whip with two tails made of metal chains. He glided them over
her skin, causing her to whimper and gasp.

Just when Brie thought Lea couldn’t take any
more, Dominus untied her and commanded that she present herself.
She moved unsteadily as she got down on all fours and offered
herself to him. He opened his robe and engulfed them both, hiding
their movements under the cloak. It was incredibly erotic to hear
her passionate moans but not see what was happening underneath.

Brie bit her lip, aching with need. Their
cries of a shared orgasm soon filled the tiny theater. Brie sat
back, frustrated and unsatisfied. She would have to give
electricity a try. Until tonight, it hadn’t interested her in the
least.

After their scene, the stage was cleared and
reset with a bed and side table. Brie crossed her fingers. The
sexual tension straining in her body screamed to be unleashed.

“Miss Bennett, make your way to the stage,”
Sir instructed.

Brie had to compose herself, straightening
her skirt and walking slowly up the steps. From the other side she
saw Baron climbing the stairs. Brie quickly glanced down at the
floor, excited at the prospect of another session with him.

When he reached her side, he ran his fingers
over her arm. She loved the sharp contrast of his chocolate skin
against her creamy white. “Baron,” she purred, lifting her eyes to
look into his beautiful hazel ones.

“We meet again,” he said with a grin.

She echoed his smile, grateful to be
partnered with her dark Dom. However, Brie was so hot and bothered
she was worried that she would not be able to hold back her orgasm
if he demanded it of her. Especially when his thick lips landed on
her mouth and that wicked tongue tasted her. She trembled in his
arms, a hotbed of lustful desire.

He ordered her to undress. As she folded her
clothes in a tidy heap, he removed his briefs, exposing his thick
shaft. He sat down on the bed and motioned her to him. She walked
over, swaying her hips sensually, wondering how he was going to use
her.

“Kneel.”

She immediately bowed at his feet and he
tied a blindfold over her eyes. She heard him move farther onto the
bed, and then he directed her, “Come to me. Lick my balls and suck
my cock, kitten, before I ask you to impale yourself.”

Brie purred, loving his command. She held
out her hands and found the edge of the bed. She crawled onto it
and made her way between his legs. She kept her ass in the air as
she bent down to lick his balls. They were salty from sweat. She
caressed both with her tongue, moaning as she pleased him with her
mouth, needing him to hear her pleasure.

“Suck me.”

She took his shaft in one hand and
repositioned herself over his cock. Gliding her lips over his
shaft, she fluttered her tongue over the frenulum. His intake of
breath turned her on and she sucked him with more enthusiasm. Soon,
however, he commanded her to stop.

“Impale yourself, kitten.”

Brie’s loins contracted in pleasure. She
blindly climbed on top of Baron and rubbed her moist pussy over his
shaft. Bracing her legs, she slowly guided the head of his generous
manhood into her. Brie paused just before she descended onto his
hard cock, letting it fill her completely. She ground herself onto
his base and sighed in contentment.

Baron grabbed her hips and began pumping her
up and down on his shaft. “I have something new planned. Something
you haven’t tried before.”

Her interest was piqued. Whatever it was,
she completely trusted Baron.

“Lay your head on my chest,” he ordered
huskily.

With his cock still lodged inside her, Brie
laid her cheek against Baron’s muscular frame. He wrapped his arms
around her possessively and held her there. She could hear his
heart beating loud and clear, bringing a sense of peace to her
neediness.

Then she felt
his
touch…

Brie gasped when he ran his hand over the
curve of her ass. The trail of tingling sensations left in the wake
of his hand left her with no doubt who it was. She whispered,
“Sir…”

“Yes, Brie.”

Her whole body became an electrical current,
making it almost impossible to breathe.

“You will be taking both of us at the same
time,” he said smoothly, as his hand continued to leave a trail of
fire on her skin.

“Yes, Sir.” She licked her lips, not quite
believing what was happening. She had been whipped, spanked, and
even fucked by a colossal cock, but
never
by two men at
once.

The idea of taking Sir with Baron still deep
inside her was frighteningly erotic and it made her gush with
wetness. “She’s ready, Thane,” she heard Baron say beneath her.

Sir confidently replied, “I know she is. I
can tell she’s hungry for it.”

Brie heard the slippery sound of lube and
imagined Sir coating his princely cock with his masculine hand.
Brie whimpered softly into Baron’s chest.

“Relax, kitten.” Baron chuckled lightly.
“You are about to please your two favorite Doms. A submissive’s
dream.”

The bed moved as Sir positioned himself
behind her. He lightly touched her tight hole, coating it with lube
before he slipped a finger inside. She mewed softly as his finger
covered the walls of her taut ass. It felt completely different
from before. Her pussy was already stretched fully by Baron’s thick
shaft, making Sir’s simple finger penetration more pronounced.

“Relax, Brie. I always start off slow,” Sir
reminded her.

His rich voice calmed her and she felt her
body respond to it. She was desperate to feel Sir inside her. “I
need
to please you, Sir,” she implored.

“You will,” he replied confidently.

He pressed the head of his shaft against her
tight sphincter. Her body resisted his invasion, even though she
longed for it. He began slapping her ass lightly. “Let me in,
Brie.” The gentle slapping relaxed her muscles and she gasped as
the tip of his cock disappeared inside.

“Good girl,” Baron praised beneath her. His
hands ran lightly over her skin as Sir pressed his shaft deeper
into her ass.

Sir’s grunts of pleasure almost undid Brie.
Her body willingly opened itself up even though it was being
stretched beyond capacity. She felt him push in farther and she
whimpered.

“You’re so sexy, kitten,” Baron murmured,
lifting his head up and finding her lips. They kissed as Sir gently
thrust his shaft deeper into her tight ass. She groaned into
Baron’s mouth, excited to be taking both cocks at once.

“Put your hands behind your back,” Sir
commanded.

When Brie did, he crossed her small wrists
and held them against her back with one hand. The feeling of
restraint excited Brie and she felt another wave of moisture coat
Baron’s cock.

“She likes that,” Baron commented.

“I know exactly what this submissive needs.”
Sir grabbed a fistful of her hair with his other hand and turned
her face towards him. His kiss was demanding and passionate. A
flood of emotion passed between their lips. When he pulled away,
she was shaking from the intensity of it.

He immediately began stroking her ass with
his rigid cock as he held her wrists behind her back. After several
lengthy thrusts, Baron took hold of her hips and joined Sir, the
two thrusting in opposite rhythms.

Brie’s whole body tingled as she took the
manly thrusts of both Doms. The heated groans and grunts of the two
Dominants blessed her submissive heart. She soon joined her voice
with theirs as her body relaxed and took their passionate
assault.

After several minutes of the pounding, Sir
let go of her wrists and asked Baron to help him. She felt Baron
lift her by the torso while Sir gathered her into his arms and held
her against his chest. It gave the three completely new angles to
enjoy and allowed Baron access to her clit. His hand reached
between her legs and began stoking the fire. “There is no escape,”
she heard him growl.

She whimpered against Sir as Baron flicked
his fingers expertly, making her pussy sing. “You come first,” Sir
commanded. Both men stopped thrusting.

Baron concentrated on her clit while Sir let
his hands rove over her breasts, caressing, pinching and tugging.
“Come for me, Brie,” Sir whispered.

Brie leaned against his shoulder, letting
out of cry of frustration and deep emotion. “Yes,” he growled into
her neck. “Let it out, Brie. Release…”

Her body contracted violently against both
cocks, caressing them with her orgasm. Sir pushed her back down
onto Baron and the two men began thrusting into her. Her body was
now open and ready to receive their gifts. Brie verbalized her
ecstasy as Baron climaxed inside her, the auditorium echoing with
her impassioned cries.

Sir slowly pulled out. “I am going to come
all over your sweet ass.” She felt the burst of warm liquid on her
skin. It felt as if he was marking her as his, and she moaned in
delight. He rubbed his cock over her, spreading his seed on her
skin.

Once he had moved away, Baron lifted her off
his spent shaft. She took the blindfold off and dressed, purposely
leaving Sir’s essence on her. She stood between the two Doms and
faced the panel.

Master Coen asked, “How would you rate the
scene, Miss Bennett?”

“A nine.”

“What did you find particularly satisfying
about it?”

“It was heady trying something new, but the
opportunity to please two Doms… Over the top.”

Ms. Clark responded dryly, “It is a highly
unusual scenario, Miss Bennett. I wouldn’t get used to it.”

“Most Doms will
not
share a female
like that,” Marquis Gray stated with a hint of disdain.

Brie wondered if it was jealousy on his part
or a rivalry between him and Sir. Brie remembered that Marquis had
warned her once that he would never DP her with Sir.

Master Coen answered, “It is different in
training circumstances and you know it. Get off your high-horse,
Gray.” Then Master Coen glared at Brie, as if to say,
This is
all your fault!

The new trainer, Master Anderson, took the
reins. “Your interest in pleasing both Doms is admirable, Miss
Bennett. However, I noticed one was more attended to than the
other.”

Brie blanched. Had she been obvious? If so,
there was a chance she could be kicked out of the program now that
she had riled Master Coen up again. “Master Anderson, I don’t
understand. Can you please explain?” she asked.

“It appeared to me that your attention was
focused mainly on Baron, so that Headmaster Davis was forced to
demand his needs.”

Marquis Gray looked at the new trainer in
disbelief, but said nothing.

“Actually, Thane took over the scene. He
overflexed his dominance, but you’ll get no complaints from me
about kitten.” Baron leaned over and kissed Brie full on the lips,
leaving her smiling with relief when he pulled away.

Ms. Clark brushed the whole topic away with
one simple comment. “It doesn’t matter. The next time Miss Bennett
enjoys double penetration, it will most likely be with two
dildos.”

Sir sounded amused when he replied, “Quite
right.”

He placed his hand momentarily on the small
of Brie’s back, directing her off the stage, and then he dropped
his hand away. To lose Sir’s touch again was devastating, and it
highlighted that she was still very much his devoted sub.

Oh, Sir…

Brie was set to give Blue Eyes, a.k.a. Todd
Wallace, a piece of her mind and she knew it wasn’t going to be
pretty. However, it was imperative she make that boy understand he
needed to leave her (and anyone even remotely connected to her)
alone.

But as she walked up to the doors of the
Center, she noticed Blue Eyes wasn’t there. She was thrown by the
disappointment she felt as she opened the door for herself and
walked inside the school. She shook her head, berating her stupid
emotions.
Good grief, Brie, it’s what you wanted. You just
psyched yourself for a big blowout and didn’t get it. Boo
hoo.

She sat down in class and Lea immediately
asked, “What’s wrong, Brie?”

“Nothing. Why?”

Mary quipped, “Oh, I don’t know. You look
like your cat just died or something.”

Brie turned her back on them both.
“Whatever.”

“Gee, Brie, you’re starting to sound like
me,” Mary sniped.

Thankfully, Mr. Gallant started the class
and stopped the unwelcomed conversation. “BDSM clubs have specific
rules that must be followed. Each club is different, but there are
some basics you should follow. Normally, only those invited to the
club by a friend can attend. Random gawkers are
not
appreciated. If you witness something shocking to you, keep it to
yourself or leave. Standing around watching the scene with your jaw
hanging open or telling others how uncomfortable you feel watching
it is considered rude.

“You should also be aware that drugs and
alcohol are not allowed. They are unnecessary and dangerous in this
environment. Normally, there is no sex allowed for either the
spectators or performers.”

He noticed Mary’s look of disbelief and
asked, “Does that surprise you, Miss Wilson?”

She nodded. “It does, Mr. Gallant. I assumed
everyone was having sex in those places.”

“A common misconception,” he replied.
“Although there are a few clubs that do allow the performers to
engage in sexual play during a scene, it is unusual.”