Brie Submits to her Master (After Graduation, #2) (6 page)

Brie gasped in surprise. It was exhilarating to actually see the flame as she felt its heat. “Oh, Sir…”

“Do you
like, téa?”

She looked into his flaming eyes. “Very much, Master.”

“My fiery goddess,” he growled as he caressed her other thigh. Brie held her breath as she watched him set fire to her skin. The flames danced upon her body before he swept them away. It was extremely sensual on a level she had not experienced before. She could feel the excitement of the crowd as they watched Sir skillfully control the fire to the graceful rhythm of the music.

He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “This may feel a little hotter, my dear. Nipples are sensitive bits.”

She looked at him in fear. “Master…”

He smiled down at her, his eyes blazing orange. “Do you trust me?”

She did not hesitate this time. “Completely, Master.”

“As it should be.”

Brie noticed that Sir picked up a towel and soaked it with water before announcing to the crowd. “You know you have a superior sub when she will let you do this.”

He swirled the cotton tip over her right nipple, leaving only a trace of the fuel. He put it down and returned to her. With a sinuous movement, he tapped the flame on the tip of her erect nipple and Brie cried out as the fire consumed it. In an instant Sir swept the flame away with the damp towel and his warm mouth had encased her nipple. He sucked hard as the crowd went wild.

When he pulled away, Brie whimpered in protest, wanting more.

“Would you like me to light the other one?” he
asked, his voice hoarse with desire.

“Please, Master.”

He repeated the performance, letting it burn on her left nipple a second longer. Brie’s pussy contracted in pleasure when she felt the coolness of the towel and the warmth of his lips as they landed on her nipple. Sir reached between her legs. “So wet,” he murmured as he kissed her, stroking her clit gently with his finger.

This time when he pulled away, her pussy was pulsing with need. Instead of relieving the ache, Sir placed a large blanket over her. He kissed her forehead. “Allow yourself to enjoy the aftereffects of fire play, téa.”

Sir began cleaning the area, but continually came back to touch and whisper his praise of her as he gave her sips of water. People began to disperse, but there were a few who remained. Brie was certain they were subs who wished that they could trade places with her.

Brie stared at the ceiling and smiled.
Luckiest sub in the world
.

A Desperate Move

Once Sir was assured Brie was fine to move about, he informed her that he had one last meeting to attend. “I do not care for leaving you so soon, téa. You may continue to observe the other scenes or retire in the back to be alone for a few minutes.” He tilted her chin up and graced her with his stunning smile. “I admire your trust in me, little sub. It was beautiful to witness.”

“You have earned my trust, Master. I would do anything you ask.”

“Then I ask that you trust your natural instinct, téa.” He put his hand gently on her chest. “If you ever feel a checking in your spirit telling you to stop, I expect you to honor it.”

She
looked into his magnetic eyes. “I will, Master. I promise.”

He nodded. “Good.”

Sir turned her around and smacked her on the ass. “Now, go off and find something you want Master to try.”

She
glanced back at him and grinned. “If it pleases you, Sir.”

Brie wandered through the crowds
searching for something unusual, something that called to her pussy—so to speak.

“Brie…”

She peered to her left and saw Faelan standing beside her. Her heart jumped into her throat. “Go away!”

“I won’t touch you and I won’t stop you if you walk away, but I need you to hear me out.”

Brie backed away, looking around desperately for Sir, but he was nowhere in sight. “Mr. Wallace, I got in serious trouble the last time I talked to you.”

“You weren’t the only one, Brie, and I am sorry. I should have talked to Davis first as per protocol. However, I did get permission to talk with you tonight in this public area. There’s no reason to be concerned.”

Brie scanned the crowd again, unsure if it was really okay to talk to him, but then she remembered Master saying that he wanted her to meet with someone tonight. Faelan interrupted her thoughts, stating, “Brie, you need to listen. I
need
you to understand.”

She frowned, not understanding what possible good it could do. However, Sir wanted her to speak with him so it was her duty to listen. “Understand what, Mr. Wallace? Nothing you say
can change what’s transpired. I don’t see how talking will help either of us.” She stared at the floor, unsure where to look in a situation like this.

“Brie, I’m sorry for any pain I’ve caused you.” Faelan’s voice caught. “But you should know that you’ve changed my life.
Given me direction and hope. I can’t stand the thought of you not knowing the significance of what you have done or how I feel about you.”

She
looked up into his soulful blue eyes. “Okay, I forgive you.”

He shook his head violently. “No, I will not be satisfied until you understand.”

Brie crossed her arms, sighing irritably. “Fine! You said you didn’t have relations with Mary. I believe you, but I will never understand why you didn’t tell me that night. Why did you avoid the question and act like I was in the wrong for questioning you about it?”

“Because you were wrong to question me.
It was the same as saying you didn’t trust me. I don’t know Mary, why would I jeopardize
us
, what
we
had, for a stranger? It upset me that you understood me so little.”

She frowned. “But it wasn’t just that. During the interview, you were so flippant with your answers, as if you didn’t care enough to take the interview seriously—or me for that matter.”

“I thought you were mine,” he answered candidly. “I thought the interview was simply a formality for us.” He moved to touch her, but stopped himself. “You and I… we are meant for each other. Two people cut from the same cloth. I knew it when I met you. Damn it, Brie! I thought you felt the same way.”

She looked at him with renewed sympathy, but stuck to her guns. “You seemed so overconfident that night, like I was more of a conquest, not someone you actually cared for. And then the way you acted with Mary…”

“I fucked up that night, blossom. I admit that. But you need to know where I’ve been, why you mean so much to me.”

Faelan’s potential confession frightened her. Brie glanced around again, searching for Sir in the crowd.

He spoke in a low tone so that others could not hear. “I killed someone, blossom.” She didn’t believe what she’d just heard, so she inched closer to hear him more clearly. “At sixteen, I killed a boy my age while driving home at night. I was lighting a cigarette and the match fell. I ran a red light, but didn’t know it until I looked up and saw the other car just before I crashed into it. The poor kid never had a chance.” He stopped, taking a ragged breath.

Brie said nothing, but in her head she imagined the other kid, eyes wide in horror as his death raced towards him, no way out.

“It should have been me. I should have been the one to die that night. No way should that kid have paid for my carelessness.”

“That’s so awful…”
she said sorrowfully.

His blue eyes had a haunted look when he spoke. “I will never forget the terror on his face in the glare of the headlights or the sound at impact.” He shuddered and abruptly turned away from her.

Brie was tempted to touch his shoulder in order to comfort him, but she resisted the urge, knowing it could be misconstrued by others.

When
Faelan faced her again, he’d regained his composure. “Brie, I have lived every day since then imprisoned in a wall of guilt and self-hatred. It ruined any chance at a normal life and I often wished I was dead. Until you happened.”

She shook her head. “I didn’t do anything.”

He smiled at her. “The day you fell into my arms I felt a spark of life, a connection. Then when I saw you at the beach and realized what you were training to be, everything fell into place. I
knew
I was meant to be your Dom and I was single-minded in my quest to win you over. Even Davis agreed. Why else would he allow me to join the training, take me under his wing and give me additional lessons? Why?”

“I don’t know. I can’t answer that.”

“Of course you can’t,” he said in a reasonable voice. “Because you and I are meant to be together.”

“No! I did my best not to lead you on,” she protested.

“But it made me want you all the more. You felt the chemistry between us, you can’t deny it.”

“Chemistry does not equal love—”

“We hardly had any time together, Brie. I am certain if we spent quality time together, you would feel differently.”

Brie growled in frustration. “You’re not thinking straight. I have already made my decision. There is no going back now. That’s the problem. You’re so sure about things that you never
listen
.”

He held up his hands in agreement. “Okay. You’re right. Go
ahead, it’s your turn to talk. I’m listening.”

Brie knew her words would not be easy for
Faelan to hear, but she needed to be completely honest with him. “Yes, it’s true. I felt an attraction towards you, but my heart was already taken. Even I didn’t realize how completely until the night of the ceremony.”

“You said ‘felt’ as if in the past. Are you saying you don’t feel attracted to me now? Can you honestly say that?” he insisted.

“There you go again…
listen
to me, Mr. Wallace. I am in love with someone else. I have already chosen the man I will serve. I’m sorry about what happened to you in the past, truly I am. But it doesn’t change anything. You have to move on.”

He shook his head and smiled sadly. “Brie, you and I never had time to get to know each other on a personal level. I want that. I want you to know the real me. Reject me if you must, but do it with a full understanding of who I am. Do not base it on a few encounters during a couple of scenes.”

The vulnerability he was displaying physically hurt Brie. She had never suspected the depth of his feelings. It made what she had to do so much harder.

Brie took a deep breath before beginning. “I believe that everything that happened on graduation night—”

Then she heard
his
voice behind her. “What are you doing, téa?” Sir’s tone was controlled, but accusatory.

Brie felt her stomach drop, realizing she had made a terrible mistake. “Mr. Wallace…
said you gave him permission to speak with me. I thought he was the one I was supposed to meet with tonight, Master.”

Sir’s reply was simple and direct. “Have I given you permission to speak to Mr. Wallace?”

Brie’s lip trembled. “No, Master.”

Sir faced Faelan and shot his next words at him. “Mr. Wallace, you have ignored my edict. I directed you not to speak with my submissive. The fact you had the audacity to lie to her
on top of it illustrates your lack of maturity and decorum. Leave now. But let me be perfectly clear, you are not to communicate with Miss Bennett or come within fifty yards of her. Do you understand?”

The entire club had become silent as the scene played out between the three of them. The crowd respectfully watched the confrontation. Faelan glanced around, possibly looking for supporters among the group, but found none.
He nodded curtly to Sir, but his eyes traveled back to Brie. “Don’t reject me, blossom. Not without getting to know me first.”

“That’s it!” Sir roared. He gestured to the manager of the club and two staff members surrounded Faelan, taking hold of his arms and physically forcing him out of the club.

As he was being dragged out, Faelan yelled, “I love you, Brie! I love you more than he ever could. You have to give me a chance. We’re meant for each other…”

Sir’s neck pulsed with rage, but he did not respond. Instead, he turned his attention back on her. “You were told
not
to speak to Mr. Wallace.”

It was humiliating having the entire club witness her mistake, but Brie was far more crushed having failed Sir a second time. Would he disown her now?

She wanted to fall at his feet and beg forgiveness, but it would only anger him further. So she stated with conviction, “I was misled, Sir. I will not let that happen again.”

He snarled, “It is obvious that the boy is in need of correction.” Sir looked around and motioned the club owner to him. “Until Mr. Wallace learns respect, he has no business being amongst others in the community.”

“Understood, Sir Davis. You don’t have to worry about seeing his face around here again.”

Brie couldn’t help hearing the discontented sighs of several of the
submissives around her. Faelan was a favorite among the eligible subs.