Brie Masters Love in Submission: Submissive in Love (87 page)

Ms. Clark held up her fingers and counted down before hitting the record button. Baron took the cue and wrapped one arm around Brie’s torso, highlighting the contrast of their skin tones. He placed his other hand over her heart and chuckled. “It’s beating fast…”

Brie nodded.

“Have you ever tried a sex swing before?”

“No, Baron,” she answered, as she had during her initial session with him.

“Good,” he replied in a deep, soothing tone. “I enjoy introducing subs to new devices.”

From above, the equipment began its descent. Brie watched, her eyes growing wider when the swing stopped descending level with her.

She laughed nervously when Baron swept her off her feet. He looked down at her with that black leather mask covering half his face. Although she had long since come to trust him, Brie purposely tapped into dark memories of her childhood—Darius, the boy who had tortured her daily—and the fear became very real for her.

Darius had tainted her innocence and stolen a part of herself she would never get back…

“Trust me, kitten.”

Brie was grateful for Baron’s reminder. “I trust you,” she said aloud for the camera.

She relaxed in his arms as he placed her in the swing, helping her to put her feet in the stirrups. The swing comfortably supported her body as she lay suspended above the stage. Brie had forgotten how freeing a swing could be, and that it had a slight Kinbaku feel to it.

Since pleasuring him orally was not part of the scene this time, Baron had planned a different challenge for her. He leaned down and took Brie’s face in his hands. “Kiss me.”

When she lifted her head to kiss him, he pulled the swing closer so that her lips were only centimeters from his. The heat between her legs heightened her desire, and she ached for the simple contact—but Baron was in control.

Just before their lips met, he pushed her away. Brie giggled in surprise as she slowly swung away from him.

“I said kiss me,” he teased in a low, chocolatey voice that sent shivers down her spine.

Brie tilted her head back this time and he let their lips brush for the briefest of moments before pushing her away again. It was a playful game of cat and mouse.

Baron drove her wild with their
almost
kisses as her pussy continued to burn with building desire. The anticipation he created using simple denial was deliciously effective, and had her whole body trembling with need.

“Do you feel the heat?” he growled seductively, staring at her mound.

Brie moaned softly in response.

He moved away from the swing, stating, “Now it’s time I test your level of obedience, kitten.”

She lay there, swaying gently, knowing he was intent on making her fail his new test. Although she’d come quickly on the first night, Brie was an experienced sub now. For the film’s sake, she would eventually give in, but this time she was determined it would be on her
own
terms.

Baron returned with a confident smirk on his kissable lips. She saw that he held a portable version of what looked like a Magic Wand. He stood between her open legs and turned it on. “I plan to torture you with pleasure.”

Brie took a deep breath, realizing he wasn’t going to let her pretend for the camera. This was meant to be a worthy challenge for an experienced sub. She knew she was at a disadvantage because of the addictively helpless feeling the sex swing evoked. Brie was unable to resist when he placed the vibrator on her lace-covered mound and began moving it slowly up and down the length of her pussy.

Already hot and swollen from the generous amount of oil she’d applied, Brie threw her head back, more determined than ever to fight off the sensual vibration—but to no avail. In less than a minute, she cried out as her first climax hit.

Baron chuckled. “I’ll let you have the first one for free. Now you have to wait for permission to orgasm.”

Brie was mortified by her utter lack of control and smiled sheepishly up at him. “Yes, Baron.”

The experienced Dom had correctly gauged her overconfidence and what was needed to strip it away. With renewed determination, Brie braced herself as he pressed the vibrator against her sensitive clit.

“Look at me, kitten.”

Brie lifted her head to gaze at Baron. Those gentle hazel eyes behind the leather mask drew her in with their lust. She was caught like a rabbit in the hypnotic gaze of a predator, unable to resist what was about to happen. Baron licked his lips as he skillfully employed the vibrator, making her thighs shake as she tried to ward off the next orgasm.

She groaned, struggling to resist the pull of those magnetic eyes as he turned the vibration up. Then he changed the angle of the wand and all was lost. Baron’s smile spread—he knew she was close.

“Noooooooooo!” Brie panted as her body orgasmed again.

Baron tsked as he turned off the vibrator. “Now you must be punished for failing to obey a direct command.”

He left her swaying in the swing, alone on the stage, waiting for punishment. It was embarrassing that she hadn’t lasted any longer than the first time, but she couldn’t help admiring Baron’s skill at playing her so well.

Baron walked back onstage holding a large flogger in his hand. Although she normally loved the touch of the instrument, when used for punishment it took on a whole different feel.

“I’m sorry, Baron.”

“What did you do wrong, kitten?”

“I came without your permission.”

“As a responsible Dom, it is my duty and privilege to punish you for your disobedience. Lean back and lift your legs higher.”

She longed to close her eyes and take her punishment silently, but she knew Baron would not allow it. Instead, she kept her eyes on him and reluctantly lifted her legs to give him free access to her ass.

Originally, Baron had only lashed her once with the flogger, but this time he gave her five solid strokes. She whimpered, but took his punishment willingly. When he left the stage again, she recalled the ache she’d felt the first time, knowing she had disappointed Baron. She connected with those feelings now, letting the tears fall.

When she finally heard his footsteps on the stairs again, Brie wiped her eyes.

“Are you ready to obey me?”

“I
want
to obey you, Baron.”

“Then focus on me.”

Baron had the small wand clutched in one hand and rope in the other. He placed the vibrator against her clit and tied it securely, using creative rope work so that it remained snug against her pussy giving her no chance of escaping it.

He smiled at her as he turned it on. “A challenge worthy of a good sub.”

Brie jumped in the swing and then giggled when she felt the vibration, unsure how long she could outlast the constant stimulation.

The dark Dom moved up to her head and commanded with a smirk, “Kiss me.”

This time he did not push her away when she lifted her head and their lips met. Brie was grateful for the connection, but soon understood the danger of it when his tongue entered her mouth. Her pussy began pulsing again, needing release.

Brie moaned, but was determined not to fail this new challenge. Baron was ruthless as he plundered her mouth while the vibrator he’d secured teased her relentlessly. Even though she squirmed and moaned in desperate need of climax, she refused to come.

Eventually, Baron took pity on her and ordered her to orgasm.

Brie closed her eyes, letting the vibration consume all her senses. Her body twitched in the swing, releasing her sexual tension in rhythmic waves as they kissed.

She opened her eyes afterwards and purred, “Thank you, Baron.”

“My pleasure, kitten.”

Come to Me

B
rie felt really good about the shoot with Baron. She’d gone over the footage that very night and was extremely pleased by the shots Ms. Clark had been able to capture. The raw connection and struggle that had defined her original session with Baron had translated well in the new scene, yet the creative camera shots kept it tasteful and artistic.

Brie was in the middle of editing it when she heard her cell phone ring. She’d left a message for Lea earlier and knew the conversation was going to be a tricky one, so she let it go to voicemail, promising herself she’d call her friend back as soon as she was finished. She was determined that Lea was
not
going to end up with a broken heart.

Once the rough edit was complete, Brie gave herself a mental pep-talk before retrieving her phone from her purse. She wanted to scream when she saw that the missed call had actually been from Sir. His calls normally had a particular ringtone that she responded to immediately, but he’d had to call her from Lilly’s cell.

Brie hit play and put the phone to her ear. She closed her eyes when she heard Sir’s voice, ragged with emotion as if he’d been grieving.

He only said three words. “Come to me…”

She burst into tears and tried to call him back. Although she dialed the number multiple times, he never answered. Brie shivered, overcome with cold reality.

Sir needs me.

She left her bedroom, desperate for company, but Master Anderson was at the Academy heading the submissive training for the evening. She went out into his backyard and sat down in the exact spot Tono had taken on the morning of his surgery. Brie looked out over the Denver skyline, taking a deep breath to quell the rising fear inside her as the same thought kept echoing in her head:
Sir needs me
…

Brie knew Tono would be able to handle if she left, but she was deeply concerned about Faelan. Would he give up if she suddenly disappeared?

Closing her eyes, she slowed her breathing down even further. There was a solution. She just had to discover it. When it finally came to her, she felt a prickly sensation course through her body.

It was perfect—for everyone.

Brie pushed herself off the ground and hurried back to her room. She contacted Mr. Gallant, although the hour was late—too nervous to approach Captain with her idea until she’d run it by her former teacher. Although Mr. Gallant was agreeable to her plan, he was unsure if Captain would feel the same and suggested she call him straight away.

Brie dutifully called Captain next. She worried that he was already asleep when he didn’t answer, but she hung up and tried again, knowing time was of the essence. Her second attempt met with success, although he sounded annoyed. “Explain yourself.”

“Captain, I’m sorry to wake you but I need to ask your advice and a favor, if you’re agreeable.”

He listened patiently as she explained the situation with Faelan and her need for a substitute. “I’ve talked to Mr. Gallant, but he said only you would know if she’s ready.”

Captain took a long time to answer. “I would never have considered such an idea, but I understand the reason for your request. Before I say anything further, I need to talk to Miss Wilson.”

“Of course,” Brie agreed. “Due to the urgency of the situation, I’m going to go ahead and purchase her tickets, whether she uses them or not. Please stress to Mary that her wellbeing comes first.”

“Rest assured, Miss Bennett, my loyalties lie with Miss Wilson. I will only agree to what’s in her best interests.”

“Good,” Brie said, grateful for his frankness. “If Mary
does
agree to come, send me a text tomorrow and I will meet her at the airport.”

“Either way, I will call you, Miss Bennett.”

“Thank you, Captain.” An overwhelming sense of gratitude for the kind man caused Brie to choke up. “No matter what you decide, I will never forget your willingness to help.”

“Think nothing of it. Finish what you must do, and get some rest. You won’t be any good to your Master if you are dead on your feet.”

“Thank you. I’ll do my best to sleep,” she assured him, although she knew she was too wound up to rest.

Brie booked the flight for Mary and then called Autumn. To her relief, her friend was still up and answered quickly. “I’m actually surprised you’re still awake, girl.”

“I was watching anime on my computer,” Autumn confessed. “It’s kind of an obsession of mine.”

“I love anime too, so your secret’s safe with me. However, I do have a favor to ask.”