Free Brie's Montana Dreams (Submissive in Love, #4) by Red Phoenix Page B

future reference, my sacred pussy is off-limits to the likes of you .”
    Mary rolled her eyes as she rubbed the bar of soap over her tanned breasts. The rest of their shared shower experience was performed in silence, but the two snuck amused looks at each other while the rest of the subs continued to break out in spontaneous giggles.
    As Brie toweled off, she glanced around and noticed that the other subs, both male and female, had perfect tans. Nude sunbathing seemed to be the norm at the commune and their even skin tone certainly made for an exceedingly pleasant look. Brie looked down at her swimsuit lines, realizing she would stand out among the others tonight, and she suddenly felt very vanilla.
    However, she knew that confidence was key as a submissive, so instead of seeing it as a liability, she decided to embrace her multi-shading. It made her unique, a rarity among the submissives here. She wasn’t one of them, which would make her more attractive to some of the Dominants.
    Brie still hadn’t gotten used to the fact that not one of the Doms had looked at her in a sexual way since she’d entered the commune. She understood why, but hadn’t realized until now how much she depended on that sexual tension to give her energy. Being a ghost was not freeing for her at all. On the contrary, it had proven to be completely exhausting.
    “Girls, as you know, this is Brie’s first time as a toy. Any advice for her?” Mary asked, in a show of unexpected of kindness.
    One of the girls answered, “Being a toy always takes me into subspace. There is just something about being treated roughly with no regard that’s a total turn-on for me.”
    “Yeah, I second that,” an older woman agreed. “I like the feeling of being used. You mean nothing to them in that moment, other than the hole you provide.”
    “That’s sexy to you?” Brie asked hesitantly.
    “Objectification is hot. Have you tried it?”
    “No…not really, but I was a platter once.” All of the submissives chuckled at her answer, and really, she couldn’t blame them.
    “A platter, huh? Well, you aren’t going to be experiencing platter action tonight, little girl,” a male chimed in, snapping his towel on Brie’s ass.
    Brie squealed and the group laughed again.
    “Enough of this racket,” Gannon barked, walking in on the group.
    For a fraction of a second, Brie almost covered herself with her hands, but resisted the urge when she noticed everyone standing to attention. She straightened her back and put her hands to her sides in an open and inviting manner.
    “The dungeon is nearly ready. Have yourself prepared to join me in five minutes.” He looked briefly at Brie, infusing her with a sense of responsibility and excitement. This wasn’t just about her experiencing objectification for her own benefit; her role tonight was to please the Doms of the commune who would partake of her.
    “You will be on the farthest end, Miss Bennett.”
    She nodded and looked at her feet, a feeling of exhilaration coursing through her for the first time. This was something she had never experienced—never dreamed of experiencing. In order to honor Sir’s command to give herself over to this with no reservations, she knew she had to change her state of mind.
    I am a submissive, my very nature is to serve, and I’m being asked to serve the Dominants of this commune. It is my pleasure to serve and please them. I will embrace my duty with an open mind and full heart. This is what my Master commands of me. This is his desire—and mine.
    Mary bumped her shoulder. “It’s time, girl. Hell, this may be the most exciting thing you ever do, Stinky Cheese.”
    The interior of the lodge had been completely altered. The long sectional couch in the middle was gone, replaced by all kinds of different play furniture from spanking benches, whipping posts and St Andrew’s crosses to wooden A-frames and cages. Some of the furniture Brie had never seen before, and could only