Brie's Tokyo Tryst (Submissive in Love, #1) (7 page)

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 more with each new pass…

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

“That’s nice,” Sir complimented.

Tono grunted his agreement. She 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 moaned 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
shaft 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 cock 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 happily 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 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 head of his cock, then rubbed her cheek lovingly against his
rigid shaft, like a cat. She bowed lower to give attention to his
balls and to caress the perineum, the soft area between his scrotum
and anus, with feather-light kisses. She felt his whole body
stiffen, his enjoyment of that particular stimulus obvious.

Brie saw a drop of his precome 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 becoming shallow and fast.

She turned her head and kept her lips closed
as she rubbed them up and down the length of his shaft, 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.

“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 Tono apologetically.

If he minded, his face did not show it. Tono
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 watch 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 cruel, 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 eagerly 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
senses. 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.

“That’s my good girl, fly…” Sir said
gruffly, kissing her inner thigh as he rolled the spiky instrument
over the arch of her foot.

“Ahhh…” she gasped, welcoming the challenge
of the Wartenberg wheel because it helped her to fly higher into
subspace.

The smell of smoke from the candle signaled
that Tono had finished his creation. His warm lips teased her,
kissing her cheeks, forehead and the tip of her nose. “You are
beautiful, toriko,” he whispered, before kissing her passionately
on the lips.

She opened her eyes and stared into his. The
use of his chosen sub name for her surprised Brie and had an
amorous effect, making her pussy respond with waves of undeniable
desire.

“I think it’s time to change this up,
Nosaka.”

Sir put the wheel down on the table and the
two Doms switched places. Sir pulled her head farther off the edge
and stroked her throat with his fingers. “I will fuck your face
slowly, téa.”

“Let me blindfold her first,” Tono
suggested, taking his silk sash and tying it securely over her
eyes. It smelled of him.

Brie laid her head back down, now completely
reliant on her other senses.

“You were successful in denying your
desire,” Sir complimented her. “Now it’s time to embrace it—don’t
hold anything back.”

She lay there, waiting. When nothing
happened, she wondered if the two Doms were communicating
silently.

OMG, what were they planning for her now?
Breathe, Brie, breathe…

“Open,” Sir commanded.

Brie parted her lips to take in his hard
shaft. Her tongue met with the distinctive tang of Sir’s precome—a
taste she adored—then flickered against the underside of his cock.
He pushed his shaft deeper into her throat and groaned, making her
gush with wetness at hearing his need.

She was completely unprepared when she felt
Tono’s tongue press against her pussy. She moaned on Sir’s manhood
as her body violently released the pent-up orgasm she’d been so
valiantly fighting. Her pussy lifted into the air of its own
accord, bouncing up and down in rhythmic motion, in time with her
pulsing orgasm.

Tono stayed with her, licking and sucking
her clit as it quivered. She struggled against Sir’s cock, her body
unable to handle the intense stimulation.

“Be still.”

Brie froze, telling herself that to accept
the intense stimulation, she had to transcend it. She forced her
body to relax and embraced Tono’s oral caress while Sir pressed his
shaft deep into her throat.

A second orgasm rolled through Brie in a
matter of seconds.

“Good girl,” Sir praised her as he pulled
out. “I want you to keep coming until I tell you to stop.”

There was a time when she would have
celebrated such a command, but experience had taught her how
challenging it actually was. She understood that this was the very
same test as earlier, just in reverse.

Sir eased his cock back into her mouth.
“Suck.”

Brie obediently began to suck, and found
Tono matching her rhythm between her legs. The synergy of the act
initiated another orgasm, and Brie desperately struggled not to
move as her body was rocked by it.

Tono murmured his approval. “Her come is so
sweet.”

“Again,” Sir commanded softly. He grabbed
her throat with one hand, pressing down on it as he began to make
slow love to her mouth.

The feeling of total possession, forced
submission and tender love-making was a combination that completely
undid her.

Brie moaned as Tono brought her to another
orgasm, one that refused to end. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably
as she rode each wave. Sir added to the intensity by holding her in
his tight grasp, his cock thrust far down her throat.