She bowed on the ground before him. “I understand, Master. I will not lie to you again.”

  “No, you will not. Look at me.” Brie looked up at his imposing stature, afraid and in awe of him. “I must know the real motivation behind your deception.”

  She swallowed once, to force her throat to relax enough that she could speak. “I did not want Mr. Wallace to get in trouble, Master. I felt guilty that I caused him pain by choosing you, and I didn’t want to add to it by making you angry with him.”

  “Foolish,” he growled. “Wallace is a grown man. He knows the protocol. If he chooses to ignore it, he must suffer the consequences.”

  Her heart sank for Faelan. Instead of sparing Todd, she was certain she had made things much worse for him. “I understand, Master. I was wrong and deserve to be punished.”

  “Yes, your willful disobedience must be addressed.”

  As much as she hated being disciplined by Sir, she craved it, because it would put her right with him. Harmony with Master was all she wanted, and she would do anything to get it back.

  “Get ready for work. You will spend the day out of contact with me. When you return home, I want you to remain fully dressed while you wait. I will dole out my correction tonight.”

  Sir grabbed his key and left the apartment. Brie slowly pulled herself up off the floor and headed to the bathroom. Her sense of failure was so great, she could taste it in her mouth.

  The day was a trial. Mr. Reynolds knew there was something wrong, but wisely chose not to get involved. Instead, he interviewed the owner’s family members applying for the job. Since there were four of them, it gave her boss some control over who would be working with him. Brie took care of the front, and spent the rest of the time taking inventory to keep her mind off her troubles.

  It made for a long and terrible day. She dreaded going home to Sir, but longed to be in his good graces again. This would be her first punishment by her Master. Would he be like Ms. Clark, and use an instrument to bring pain? The thought frightened her, but she would willingly submit to his authority and endure it.

  When she arrived home, she had to wait in the oppressive silence of the apartment. It was actually humiliating not to undress because it only highlighted the fact she was not pleasing to Sir. She knelt by the door and listened to the lonely ticking of the clock in the kitchen. Each tick accentuated the dread building in her heart.

  He came home just as the sun disappeared behind the horizon. The apartment was dark when Sir opened the door. He flicked on the light and walked past Brie, setting his key on the counter. She heard his retreating footsteps as he walked to his room.

  Several minutes later, Sir returned and addressed her. His voice was detached and unemotional. “I will not touch you until your punishment is complete.”

  Not to have his reassuring touch made this horrible moment all that harder, and a tear fell down her cheek.

  “Why are you being corrected?”

  “I failed to tell you of my interaction with Mr. Wallace, Master.”

  “Why is that unacceptable?”

  “No Dom is allowed to interact with me without your consent. My silence is the same as lying, Master.”

  “Are you repentant?”

  “Yes, Master.” A sob escaped her lips. “I am deeply sorry.”

  “Then I shall correct your repentant heart,” he replied. Sir proceeded to place a ball gag in her mouth and secured it tightly around her head, being careful not to touch her with his hands. “The gag represents your willful silence.”

  Her jaw stretched uncomfortably to accommodate the gag, and then the saliva began to build. She understood it was an appropriate instrument of punishment for her transgression.

  “You acted like a disobedient child, therefore I shall treat you like one. Go to the kitchen and get the bag of rice.”

  She quickly retrieved the rice and handed it over to him with her head bowed. She couldn’t imagine what he had in mind.

  Sir took a handful of rice and spread it in a line on the floor. Then he took a second handful and covered the line with another layer. He handed the bag back to her. “Put it away and return to me.”

  She did so with trepidation. What did the rice represent?

  “Because you are unworthy to be naked before me, pull your pants up so that your knees are exposed.” She did so, watching with mortification as a long strand of saliva escaped her mouth and dribbled slowly to the floor when she bent over to roll up her jeans.

  “I do not enjoy punishing you.”

  She actually felt bad that her actions were forcing Sir to do this, and bowed her head lower in shame.

  “Kneel on the rice with your weight resting on your knees.”

  Brie knelt down slowly, positioning both knees on the hard little pellets. It didn’t become painful until she did as he commanded and put her full weight on her knees. She moaned in distress, the ball gag muffling her cry of discomfort.

  “You will remain this way for twenty minutes.”

  He went to the couch and began his work. She watched from the floor, trying to ignore the agony each tiny grain caused as it dug mercilessly into her knees. It seemed unreal that something so miniscule could cause such considerable pain.

  As the clock ticked away the minutes, she tried to blink away the tears. Although it hurt, it was knowing she’d disappointed Sir that made the punishment truly unbearable. Thinking on it, she realized that not mentioning her encounter with Faelan was the same as putting the boy before Sir. It was glaringly clear to her now.

  Being completely open and honest with Master was the only thing that mattered. How it affected others was not her concern. Brie accepted the pain as her obligation as a disobedient submissive. She would learn from it and would not let it happen again.

  When the twenty minutes were up, Sir spoke to her again. “Get up and retrieve the broom and dustpan. Clean up your mess and then come stand before me.”

  Brie could not stand up because of the debilitating pain, and was forced to roll to one side. She brushed off the rice still clinging to her skin and pulled her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around them, rocking gently to comfort herself. Once the torturous ache had subsided enough for her to stand, she picked herself up and did his bidding before presenting herself before Master.

  Sir put his work down and stood up, holding a small towel in his hand. He undid the ball gag, and cleaned up the copious amounts of spittle that came with it. Once she was presentable again, he spoke.

  “Have you learned your lesson?”

  “Yes, Master. I will not keep anything from you in the future.”

  “Fine. You may undress, then.”

  With stiff movements, she took off her clothes and laid them in a neat pile beside her.

  Sir held out his hands to her. “It’s okay, téa. I forgive you.”

  Brie broke out in a sob and fell into his arms. He picked her up and carried her to his bedroom, then laid her down on the bed. After he’d shed his clothes Sir joined her, gathering her into his protective embrace. She could not stop the tears as she cried against his chest. Sir allowed her to weep, holding her tight. Eventually he whispered, “Hush now, Brie. You are my good girl.”

  There was no hot sex afterwards, no sexual games, just a Master holding his repentant submissive in the dark.

  “I love you, Sir.” Being reconnected with him was like being given a new lease of life. She felt she would burst with joy.

  Sir nuzzled her neck and then bit down hard. She instantly became putty. “Tomorrow we are going to visit the Training Center.”

  “Why, Sir?” She gasped as he began sucking on the delicate skin of her throat.

  “There is something I want to show you.” Brie whimpered in pleasure, a host of images filling her mind. “Oh yes, my little sub. It’s about to get rough for you…”

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  Brie’s new life is just beginning. Be on the lookout for the next chapter of Brie’s romantic adventures after th
e Submissive Training Center. ~Red Phoenix

  Red Phoenix is the author of:

  Brie Learns the Art of Submission

  (Available in eBook and paperback)

  (Submissive Exploration—A young woman enters a world of new experiences when she enrolls in the Submissive Training Center)

  Blissfully Undone

  (Available in eBook and paperback)

  (Snowy Fun—Two people find themselves snowbound in a cabin where hidden love can flourish, taking one couple on a sensual journey into ménage a trois)

  Sensual Erotica: The Erotic Love Story of Amy and Troy

  (Available in eBook and soon in paperback)

  (Sexual Adventures—True love reigns, but fate continually throws Troy and Amy into the arms of others)

  (Novellas and Novelettes available as eBooks)

  Novellas

  His Scottish Pet: Dom of the Ages

  (Scottish Dom—A sexy Dom escapes to Scotland in the late 1400s. He encounters a waif who has potential to free him from his tragic curse)

  Varick: The Reckoning

  (Savory Vampire—A dark, sexy vampire story. The hero navigates the dangerous world he has been thrust into with lusty passion and a pure heart)

  Novelettes

  Keeper of the Wolf Clan

  (Sexual Secrets—A virginal werewolf must act as the clan’s mysterious Keeper)

  In 9 Days

  (Sweet Romance—A young girl falls in love with the new student nicknamed The Freak)

  9 Days and Counting

  (Sacrificial Love—The sequel to In 9 Days delves into the emotional reunion of two longtime lovers)

  And Then He Saved Me

  (Saving Tenderness—When a young girl tries to kill herself, a man of great character intervenes with a love that heals)

  Play With Me at Noon

  (Seeking Fulfillment—A desperate wife lives out her fantasies by taking five different men in five days)

  You can find Red on:

  Twitter: @redphoenix69

  Website: RedPhoenix69.com

  Facebook: Red Phoenix

  Table of Contents

  Her First Lesson with Master

  Lesson Two: The Heart

  Misguided Service

  Lesson Three: A Matter of Ego

  A Little Restraint

  The Wolf Returns

  Repentance

  About the Author

 


 

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