Free Brie Learns the Art of Submission: Submissive Training Center by Red Phoenix

smeared on her cheeks as if she’d been
crying, but she seemed peaceful. She sat down next to them and
started to eat.
    “Are you okay?” Brie asked.
    She looked up from her food and nodded. Then
she went back to eating in silence.
    “Are you planning on staying in the
program?” Teri asked.
    Again, she looked up and nodded, but didn’t
speak.
    Brie decided to ask her a question that
could not be answered with a simple yes or no. “So, my name is Brie
and this is Teri. What’s your name?”
    Taylor smiled and started playing with her
food instead of answering them. Brie looked over at Teri and
shrugged.
    Taylor pushed her plate over, and Brie saw
that she had spelled out the name ‘Lea’ in green beans.
    “Your name is Lea?” Brie asked.
    She nodded and took the plate back, stabbing
the green beans and eating them with gusto.
    “I guess she isn’t allowed to talk as part
of her punishment,” Teri commented.
    “Yep, that’s a safe bet,” Brie agreed. She
patted Lea on the back. “I’m glad you’re staying with us. I enjoy
your jokes.”
    Lea’s eyes sparkled. Brie could tell they
were going to be good friends.
    Soon after, Blonde Nemesis joined them. She,
too, was quiet. Brie examined her, trying to discern whether she
had coupled with Sir or not, but Blondie’s face was unreadable. The
girl picked up her plate and moved to another table to eat. Her
lack of gloating spoke volumes.
    Master Coen eventually came to the commons
to direct them to the second practicum. If Sir was planning to
dominate her tonight, this would be when he’d do it. The end of the
second night was fast approaching.
    The girls walked into the auditorium and sat
at the front, just as they had the night before. Sir did not waste
any time. “As with last night’s practicum, we want you to observe
and learn from your classmates. There is no point in repeating a
lesson when you are perfectly capable of learning from each
other.”
    Marquis Gray stood up and called out, “Miss
Wilson, you will be our first tonight.”
    She nodded in his direction, looking a bit
sheepish. Then she gracefully walked up the stairs to the stage and
turned towards the little group. Her eyes rested on Brie. There was
an unmistakable look of hatred in them. Good. Sir had not
shown her any ‘special treatment’. Brie smiled back at her
sweetly.
    Marquis Gray stated, “Miss Wilson, last
night you faced an activity you claimed to dislike with a Dom that
you did not find attractive. Tonight, the same partner will join
you on the stage to help you experience something unknown. We want
to see how you adapt to new situations and to what level you trust
your Dom.”
    Brie was confused. It did not seem that Sir
was going to take her after all. It robbed her of the joy she’d
been carrying all day. She struggled not to pout as she watched
Blondie get her wrists bound to her ankles and then be gagged by
her Dom, a man who resembled a scrawny computer nerd. It looked
extremely uncomfortable, but the girl never once lost her look of
serenity. Blondie responded to her Dom’s caresses, groaning in
pleasure when he took off her thong and started playing with her
pussy. “Don’t move,” he commanded.
    He began by teasing her with his fingers,
tongue…and teeth. She gave a muffled cry when he thrust his fingers
deep into her pussy. It was obvious from her abundant juices that
she was enjoying his attention. He finally released the gag and
commanded that she suck him dry. She eagerly latched on to his thin
cock and sucked with fervor.
    He had complete control over her because her
wrists were bound to her ankles. He thrust his shaft repeatedly
into her mouth, ordering her to take it deep. She moaned in
pleasure, apparently enjoying his rough treatment.
    Brie assumed he would come in her mouth, but
he abruptly stopped and left the stage for a couple of seconds. He
returned with a large purple dildo and told her to spread her legs
farther. He slowly inserted it into her