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

Lea wrapped her legs around the man’s great waist
and threw her head back in what looked like pleasure. It was odd to
watch the scene play out without her vocalizations and helped
reinforce the lesson Brie had learned the night before. She
definitely needed to communicate effectively with her Doms.
    He dripped the candle onto Lea’s pussy,
covering it, and his cock, with the wax. He groaned in pleasure and
did it again before blowing out the candle. He braced himself and
then started ramming his dick into her. It was oddly fascinating
watching the body fat of the man move in waves as he pounded her
fiercely.
    Other than short gasps, nothing escaped
Lea’s lips. Only his cries of passion echoed in the auditorium. He
clutched her and finished with solid thrusts. Brie didn’t know how
Lea had stayed silent through her pounding.
    After he had pulled out, he leaned down and
handed Lea a new candle. “I want you to come,” he said in a hoarse
voice.
    Lea grabbed it and began stroking herself
with the same rapid pace her Dom had used when he’d fucked her. He
rubbed her clit relentlessly with his beefy fingers. Soon Lea’s
hips were convulsing in a rhythmic motion. Still, no sound came
from her lips. Brie was impressed. Whatever Marquis Gray had done
must have had a profound impact on her. Lea was doing everything in
her power to stay in the program, and Brie was pleased.
    Lea bowed to her Dom afterwards and quickly
got dressed. She sat down, positively glowing. It was obvious she
had enjoyed herself. Brie leaned over and whispered, “I thought of
a joke for you.”
    Lea looked at her and smiled
encouragingly.
    “A masochist begs a sadist, ‘Please hurt
me’. The sadist looks over with an evil smile and answers,
‘No’.”
    Lea turned a deep shade of red and swallowed
several times, trying not to laugh. For a second, Brie was afraid
she was going break her silence. Instead, she patted Brie’s hand in
appreciation.
    Yep, we’re going to be good friends.
    Sir addressed the class again. “Ms. Taylor,
you showed excellent control. I am glad to see you taking your
lessons seriously. You followed your Dom’s lead and enjoyed
yourself in the process. Is that a fair assessment?”
    Lea nodded her head.
    “Excellent. Then we shall move on.”
    Brie’s heart was beating rapidly. There were
only two girls left, and once she stepped onto the stage she would
finally know if Sir planned to be her partner. Unfortunately,
Marquis Gray called out Sanders’ name next.
    “Good luck,” Brie whispered to Teri as she
got up from her chair. Her hairy partner stood on the stage,
waiting for her. Sanders’ Dom was a giant teddy bear of a man, all
fur and muscle. Brie noticed that she paused on the stairs before
continuing up.
    The Dom had been tender with Teri after
their little whipping lesson on the first night. It was obvious he
had feelings for her. Unfortunately, it was equally obvious those
feelings were not returned by the tiny brunette.
    This time he was not carrying a whip.
Instead, he was holding what looked like a delicate chain. Brie
couldn’t begin to guess what he was planning to do with it. “Take
off your top and put your hands behind your neck.”
    Again, Teri hesitated. She slowly removed
her corset and let it fall to the floor. She looked over at Sir
before taking a deep breath. Teri clasped her hands behind her
neck. He tied them together with a simple black ribbon. The pose
looked quite sensual to Brie.
    “Do you know what these are?” he asked in a
deep baritone.
    Teri shook her head.
    “These are nipple clamps. They have a bit of
a bite to them.”
    He went to caress her breast with his large
hand, but she shook her head. “No…I mean, red.”
    Marquis Gray spoke up. “Miss Sanders, are
you refusing the lesson?”
    “Yes.”
    “May I ask why?”
    “I felt all confused after last night’s
whipping. I liked it at the time, but later I didn’t. I don’t care
for the feeling of not being in