Brie Surrenders her Heart (After Graduation, #8)

  “Dang, girl—sounds like I missed all the action!”

  Brie gave her an unsympathetic look. “Like I’m going to feel sorry for you, all tied up with Tono. But yes, it was amazing,” she said wistfully. “So romantic, the way he stopped midway through backhanding her and said ‘No’. But even more astonishing was seeing Mary really cry.”

  “Blonde Nemesis sobbing? I don’t believe it.”

  Brie had seen the spark between them, and said with confidence, “Mark my words, Lea. I see a collaring in their future.”

  Lea’s Erotic Surprise

  The last day of production, Sir sent Brie an unusual text as they were wrapping up: Go to the boutique next to the studio.

  With a little googling, Brie found the closest shop and headed there when she was done for the day. Even though it had been an exhausting week, she couldn’t wait to discover what Sir had planned for the evening.

  A little bell rang above the doorway, announcing her entrance into the boutique, but there wasn’t a soul in the shop. She looked around and saw a gamut of sexy clothing, from catsuits and lingerie to full-length gowns.

  “Hello?”

  Brie moved up to the counter and saw a large box with a small envelope attached. Her name was on it. She took it off and read:

  Go to the flower shop by our apartment.

  Bring the box but do not open it.

  Brie picked up the giant box, grinning as she clutched it. What lay inside could be an evening gown, which meant a night out, or naughty lingerie for indoor play.

  Clever Sir.

  She texted him as soon as she was in the car. He responded with an extra assignment for her.

  Put your feet on the dashboard on either side of the steering wheel.

  Play with yourself until you’re on the brink of orgasm.

  Proceed to the flower shop.

  Brie looked around at the busy sidewalk. She was nervous about masturbating in public, but did not want to fail Sir. She gingerly placed her high heels on either side of the wheel and scooted down a little so she wouldn’t be as obvious.

  Brie only received a few blank stares, so she reached between her legs and under her panties.

  She suddenly understood the exhilaration of her assignment. Doing something wicked in broad daylight with the very real threat of detection was arousing in the extreme, which was also cruel, given the fact she wasn’t supposed to orgasm.

  Brie slipped her finger inside her pussy and coated it with her juices before pulling out and playing with her clit. It was already erect and sensitive. She swirled her finger over the responsive nub before giving it a good flicking.

  Brie whimpered and had to stop. She was too turned on to tease herself that way. Using two fingers, she slid in and out of her pussy, gliding her slick fingers over the folds of her outer lips, only brushing her clit lightly on occasion. Oh, yes, that felt good—like a relaxing back-rub for the loins.

  But she knew that was not what Sir had asked of her. Brie returned to the quick flicking, seeing how long she could take it. Her pussy began to burn with need, demanding a quick release to end the torment. She was inclined to spoil it, but resisted the urge.

  Just a little longer.

  She made the mistake of looking up and meeting the gaze of a man walking past. The unexpected connection sent her over the edge. She squeaked, removing her fingers and scrambling to sit up, her pussy beginning to climax.

  No, no, no…

  Brie did the only thing she could think to stop the tidal wave. She slapped her face hard. The pain brought her off the precipice and back down to earth. Success!

  The man was still staring at her. Brie took her two fingers and slipped them into her mouth, sucking off her remaining juices. “Yum,” she mouthed before buckling up and starting the car.

  She headed to the flower shop with a mischievous grin on her face. Sometimes it was wickedly fun to be bad.

  Thank you, Sir.

  Brie kept glancing at the box as she drove. Wrapped packages presented a terrible temptation. Sir knew the added torture he was putting Brie through by preventing her from taking a peek. He was probably at home, sipping a martini, amused by the thought of it.

  Brie entered the tiny flower shop and went up to the girl at the counter, but was unsure what to say to her.

  “Are you Miss Bennett?” the woman finally asked, after looking Brie over.

  Brie smiled in relief. “I am, but how did you know?”

  “I was told to look for a particular necklace.”

  Brie fingered her collar and smiled. “I love this necklace.”

  “It is quite lovely. I haven’t seen one like it before,” the shopkeeper replied as she handed Brie a single stem covered in a series of delicate orchids.

  Brie took it and examined the blossoms, admiring the perfection of each individual flower. “This is stunning.”

  “Yes, it is. I was instructed to pick only the best for you.”

  Brie didn’t see a card with further instructions, so she asked, “Is there anything else?”

  “No, this is all.”

  Brie was slightly confused. Orchids reminded her of Tono, but that couldn’t be right, so she texted Sir after leaving the shop. Unfortunately, she got no response. Was he up in the apartment, waiting for her?

  She stared at the orchid again, remembering the haiku Tono had written. It had mentioned an erotic gift… But OMG—if she was wrong and showed up at Tono’s place uninvited? It would be all kinds of embarrassing.

  Playing it safe, Brie made a quick stop by the apartment. She wasn’t surprised to see it dark and silent. She checked every room just to be sure before getting into her car and heading to the Kinbaku master’s place.

  Now her imagination was running amok. Why would Sir have Brie spend time at Tono Nosaka’s? She remembered he had mentioned that Lea’s birthday gift was linked to Tono’s.

  Damn! Whatever they have planned is going to be freakin’ amazing!

  Brie pulled up to Tono’s house and stared at it, feeling disappointed. His house was dark too. She got out of the car, assuming that Sir had left a card for her on the doorstep. However, as she approached she noticed a slight flickering through the window, as well as the hypnotic sound of a lone flute.

  She knocked lightly, trembling all over as she waited for Tono to open the door. Instead, Lea graced the doorway dressed in a vibrant red kimono, her lips stylized in black to look like those of a geisha.

  “Miss Bennett,” she said in a formal voice, “please come in.”

  Brie stepped through the entrance with her large present, which Lea took from her before shutting the door.

  The room was a fairyland of red candles.

  “Lea, this is beautiful!”

  “Kind of you to say, Miss Bennett,” Lea said, trying to hide her grin. “I am here to clean and prepare you for the evening.”

  That sounded deliciously promising.

  “Please follow me,” Lea directed, leading Brie to Tono’s bedroom.

  Brie whispered, “What’s going on?”

  “I have waited months for this, Miss Bennett. I’m not about to spoil the surprise now,” Lea informed her. “So be quiet and enjoy my preparations.”

  Brie giggled under her breath. The sexual tension flowing from Lea told her that this was going to be better than anything she had imagined. Brie just hoped the evening wouldn’t end in a bad joke.

  Lea undressed her slowly, laying her clothes on the bed. She then spent an hour cleaning her body, shaving her intimate parts and fixing her hair. All the months of stress slowly evaporated under Lea’s gentle hands.

  “I like the look of your brand,” Lea purred, lightly tracing the mark. It ached at her touch, but Brie found it strangely erotic.

  “Does it still hurt?” Lea asked.

  “Not as bad as it did. To be honest, the branding itself didn’t hurt nearly as much as the weeks after.” Brie looked behind her, wishing she could see it. “Still, I love wearing his mark
and I love looking at his.”

  “Sir has one too?”

  Brie suddenly felt guilty, as if she had given away a privileged secret. “Forget I said anything. Please…”

  Lea could tell she was upset and assured her, “Don’t worry, Brie. I’m going to see it tonight anyway.”

  Brie gasped and turned to face her. “What?”

  Lea cursed herself as she turned Brie back around. “Forget I said anything. Enough talk.”

  Lea giggled to herself as she continued her sensual preparations. When her friend had finished, she gave Brie a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Now to unwrap your gift, birthday girl.”

  Brie tore into the package. Had it been anyone but Lea, she would have shown more decorum, but her best friend knew how wrapped gifts intrigued Brie. She lifted the lid and found a kimono that matched Lea’s, but in black. It was covered in intricate embroidery. Brie realized on closer inspection that there were tiny orchids covering the silk. “This is unreal,” she exclaimed, picking it up to put it on. She twirled around, feeling the cool silk flap lightly against her warm skin. She felt so wonderfully spoiled that she hugged herself.

  “Miss Bennett, although it is beautiful on you, I need to complete your dress,” Lea said, returning to her formal persona. She slid the garment off Brie’s shoulders and laid it back on the bed.

  Lea took a pair of stockings, garters and lacy crotchless panties from the box. She helped Brie into them and then finished with the kimono, tying the sash tight around Brie’s waist. Lea stood back and looked at her with the pride of a mother.

  “Simply gorgeous, just as I envisioned.” She dragged Brie to the mirror and they stood side by side. Lea had a red kimono and black lips, and Brie was her complement, wearing a black kimono and red geisha lips.

  “We make a beautiful pair,” Brie said, laying her head on Lea’s large chest.

  “We always have,” she replied, smiling at Brie in the mirror. “And now for your big surprise. I’m getting goosebumps just thinking about it.”

  Brie saw actual bumps on Lea’s arm. “What are you planning to do to me?” she questioned, suddenly worried.

  “Just you wait, Brie. I’ve watched you from the beginning of training. I know what you like. I think tonight will top everything. Everything!”

  “Please—give me a hint, at least.”

  Lea led Brie out of the room. “You’re just going to have to trust me.”

  Trust Lea?

  Sir and Tono stood waiting for her. Both men were naked from the waist up, which was heavenly to behold. Sir was dressed only in black silk pants, and Tono in red.

  Brie noticed two rings hanging from the ceiling above them. They were new, and gave Brie an inkling of what was in store.

  “You look breathtaking, téa,” Sir said, holding out his hand. Brie glided over to her Master on a cloud of wondrous expectation.

  “Lea,” Tono called. Lea followed suit and walked over to stand beside the Asian Dom, her smile wide and beaming.

  “So it’s téa and Lea tonight, is it?” Brie commented.

  “Yes,” Tono replied smoothly. “It is not unusual for two girls to share an experience of Kinbaku.”

  Brie looked at Lea, barely able to contain her excitement. “Kinbaku together?”

  Lea grinned. “Not exactly…”

  Sir turned Brie’s head and kissed her, sending little ripples of electricity through her already humming body. His low whisper sent chills through her. “Stand below the ring, hands behind your back, and wait.”

  She walked under it, looking up to make sure she was in the exact spot. Brie put her hands behind her back and smiled as Lea did the same, facing her, not more than two feet away.

  Tono picked up a length of jute and unwound it. Just hearing it hit the floor made Brie’s pussy wet. He came up behind Lea and secured the rope just under her breasts. Lea looked at Brie without speaking. The glint of lust in her eyes said it all.

  Brie shivered when she felt Sir’s lips next to her ear. “I want you to watch.”

  He kissed her neck, scratching her skin with his five o’clock shadow, as though he knew he was driving her crazy with the contact. Brie watched as Tono expertly wrapped Lea in jute, taking away her freedom to move, to breathe deeply. Her own body ached to feel the rope and she swayed slightly in need of it.

  “Completely still, téa,” Sir commanded as he knelt down. Brie cried out passionately when he bit her on the ass.

  Lea gasped. “Oh, Brie. That little cry of yours turns me on.”

  Tono swiped his finger between Lea’s legs and commented casually, “Yes, it does.”

  Brie bit her lip, liking this dynamic already.

  Tono looped a length of the jute down between Lea’s legs on one side of her outer lip and cinched it tight, and then he brought down another, leaving her pussy unobstructed for his pleasure. Brie did not miss the light touches he placed on Lea’s mound as he worked, or the glazed look in Lea’s eyes as she began to give in to the seduction of the rope.

  He pulled at her kimono, uncovering Lea’s impressive breasts in an artful manner. The way he exposed her was so sensual that Brie felt a gush of wetness. Watching her best friend enjoying Tono’s expertise was intensely arousing.

  Sir rubbed his middle finger against Brie’s clit. It pulsed with desire. “No coming yet, téa. Not until your Master gives permission.” He caressed her with more enthusiasm, making Brie whimper. She closed her eyes and laid her head back against his shoulder, trying to be good.

  When she opened them again, she saw that Lea’s hands were bound above her head, the rope anchored to the ring in the ceiling. Lea looked like a Japanese doll decorated in jute. “You’re beautiful, Lea,” Brie told her.

  Lea smiled slowly, the rope already having its euphoric effect on her.

  Brie’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Tono approach her with a new length of jute. Sir left Brie’s side, moving over to Lea. He opened a case and began laying out a series of attachments.

  A violet wand…

  Tono slipped the kimono off her shoulders, letting it drape over the sash. He then lifted her arms. Brie trembled, waiting for the first caress of the rope. As with Lea, he placed the first under her breasts. When he cinched it tight, she gasped involuntarily. It had been a while since her body had embraced the call of the jute.

  “I feel your need,” Tono stated quietly, as he slowly crisscrossed the rope to lift and separate her breasts. She sighed, loving the tight and pleasing constriction.

  Tono bound Brie in a different pattern than Lea’s, leaving her back free of rope. As he worked, his hands teased but did not touch her mound. The spell of his seductive binding began to lift her soul. She let out a soft, contented moan. The slapping of the jute, the tugging, and the tight caress were sending her ever higher.

  “Delicious, isn’t it?” Lea whispered.

  Brie nodded, not wanting to disturb the rush.

  The buzz of the violet wand began, and Lea whimpered. Both girls were familiar with the distinctive sound. Brie opened her eyes and smiled at Lea. She was going to love Sir’s electric touch.

  Sir turned the device to medium, knowing Lea’s affinity for it, and slowly moved the device up the inside of her leg. Lea started shaking as he got closer to her pussy. She stiffened and Brie could have sworn she orgasmed.

  Brie cried out as she struggled to deny herself her own climax, and was surprised when no one reprimanded Lea for her lack of control. How was that fair?

  Sir started up Lea’s other leg, forcing Brie to take a deep breath. It was proving to be a challenging night. Again, Lea started shaking as Sir made his way up her inner thigh.

  Fortunately, Tono distracted Brie, taking her wrists and quickly binding them together before looping the rope over the ring. As he pulled the jute taut, Brie was struck by a feeling of elegant femininity mixed with total helplessness.

  “Ooh…” she moaned. She felt long and lean, with no ability to resist her Master’s desire
s—the perfect combination.

  Sir finished off his play with Lea by turning up the power and brushing her nipples. Lea screamed in surprise and then started giggling. It was so infectious that Brie couldn’t help but giggle with her.

  “Oh, Brie, that was good, so good…” she sighed when he was done.

  Sir looked across at Brie and said, “And now it’s your turn.” Sir carefully cleaned off the equipment and put it back in the case. Instead of bringing it with him, he walked over empty-handed, letting Brie know he had something else in mind for her.

  Brie swayed in her bindings. There was no escaping whatever he planned to do. It was thrilling. Tono had done an excellent job of restraining her. She looked at Lea and mouthed the words, “Help me!”

  Lea purred at her. “Never.”

  As Tono passed to return to Lea, he grazed his fingers lightly against Brie’s nipple, sending tendrils of fire down to her groin.

  Brie heard Sir unzip his bag, and then the distinctive thud as the end of the bullwhip hit the floor. Her body tingled all over. Will he be gentle or rough?

  Lea’s eyes lit up. Being so close to each other made it almost as if they were experiencing each action as one.

  Tono’s home was unique, with high ceilings. They were perfect for Kinbaku as well as accommodating a bullwhip. Brie heard Sir warming up as the end of the bullwhip snapped near her.

  Brie found the whip challenging, like no other tool Sir used. It forced her to a level of submission she struggled to maintain. Her fear was real, but her trust absolute.

  She was hyperventilating, but did not become aware of it until Tono spoke softly. “Breathe with me…”

  His simple command was a welcomed reminder. She closed her eyes and listened for Tono’s breath, which brought instant calm to her soul. She quickly became in sync with him and, with a stroke of genius, she told Lea, “Breathe with us.”

  The three became one as they took deep, soul-refreshing breaths.

  Sir approached Brie and gently pushed her hair forward, exposing her back to him. “Are you ready, téa?”

  “Yes, Master,” she breathed out in a calm voice.