back door.
Brie sighed in frustration, attracting the attention of Razor. He glanced up at her with those dangerous, steel-blue eyes and she stopped breathing for a moment. He was all kinds of scary.
Without the reassuring presence of Mary and Faelan, Brie decided to leave the ceremony. She escaped to the bedroom, where she undressed and crawled into bed after performing her assigned nightly ritual.
Sir’s presence seemed to remain in the room, tempting her. Brie was excited by the activities she’d witnessed and slipped her finger between her legs, stroking her clit jewelry. “Oh Sir, if only you were here.”
The subtle throbbing of her clit was pleasing and she was tempted to let herself go and stop the terrible ache in her loins. Just a little more pressure…
The creak of the door opening stopped her cold. With her heart pounding, she opened her eyes and saw the door ajar but no one standing in the doorway. She sighed in relief, but let out a squeal of terror when the black cat jumped on her bed.
“Oh, thank goodness it’s just you!” she cried, holding out her hand to the cat. He sauntered slowly up to her, rubbing his cheek against her in a possessive manner. She gathered him in her arms, laughing at herself. “You scared me to death, you bad, bad boy.”
He began purring, oblivious of the fright he’d just given her.
Brie scratched him under the chin, grateful for the distraction. “I guess I should thank you. You just saved me from disobeying my Master.”
Her Challenge
B rie was surprised when Rajah came to her during breakfast and told her to meet with Master Gannon directly. She excused herself, giving Mary a confused look as she followed Rajah to Gannon’s office.
“Miss Bennett, please sit down.”
She sat, folding her hands in her lap to hide her nervousness. “What’s this about, Gannon?”
“I normally do not allow phone calls, but Sir Davis has asked to speak to you. Because of the unusual circumstances, I have granted him the favor. You may call him on my private phone. Get me when you’re done.”
It felt as if the ground was falling out from under her. Something bad had happened to Sir’s mother, she was sure of it. However, she kept her voice calm as she took the phone from him. “Thank you, Gannon.”
He left the room, shutting the door quietly behind him.
Brie stared at the cell phone, afraid to make the call to Sir but dutifully calling nonetheless. Her stomach fluttered on hearing his rich voice.
“Hello, this is Thane Davis.”
“Sir.”
“Ah, Brie. It’s good to hear from you.”
“Is everything all right?” she asked uneasily.
“Yes, babygirl. Rest assured, there’s no need for you to be concerned.”
“Then why the phone call, Sir?”
“Master Gannon called a few days ago and made a suggestion that I have been mulling over. I’ve decided you would benefit from the experience and have given him my permission.”
She felt a thrill of excitement. “Permission for what, Sir?”
“I’ve been told they are having a dungeon event.”
“Yes, it’s tonight! It’s a quarterly event at The Sanctuary. Quite the to-do, so I’ve been told.”
“Tell me more.”
She smiled, happy to share with him. “They transform their main room into a dungeon, and give each of the subs a role to play.”
“What kind of roles?”
“Some get to clean the equipment after each use, a few serve food and drink throughout the event, there’s even a group who act as toys, but the rest get to be dungeon playmates.”
“It sounds like an interesting setup.”
“I agree, Sir. I was afraid I’d have to miss out, because I hadn’t been invited to observe the event.”
“Well, Master Gannon feels you cannot fully appreciate the importance of what The Sanctuary provides to its community unless you are a participating member, and he does not want you leaving there without getting a taste of his vision.”
“Did he tell you how he wanted me to participate