Brie Learns Restraint (After Graduation, #5) (20 page)

Brie moaned softly as he applied just the right amount of pressure with the jute. He turned her around to show the class how to attach the rope in the back, and then positioned her to face the crowd again.

Tono lightly touched her pussy with two of his fingertips as he adjusted the rope. It seemed unintentional, until he explained to the class, “A simple touch in erogenous zones while you work has the power to drive your partner wild.”

Brie bit her lip and nodded. She heard giggles coming from some of the ladies in the group. Oh, yes—she knew they wanted him to touch
their
erogenous zones.

Tono handed out a length of jute to each individual in the class. “It is important to know how the jute feels on your own skin, whether you plan to do the binding or have the binding done to you. My first assignment requires you to take off your shoes and socks so that you can bind your own ankles together.” There were many nervous chuckles as people followed his instructions.

To demonstrate the procedure, he had Brie sit on a chair. She watched in amusement as the class made humorous attempts to bind themselves according to Tono’s directions. Brie noticed there was one female who seemed especially quick to catch on, but the majority had about as much talent as Brie herself did. It was entertaining to watch.

She observed Tono correct and encourage each person individually. His patience was extraordinary. It was truly an honor for Brie to be a part of this introduction into Kinbaku. She wondered if the students understood they had a gifted Master in their midst.

Tono ended the class by untying Brie from the jute with lingering caresses and plenty of kissing. She could feel the sexual tension rise in the room, and suspected many of the couples would be experiencing passionate encounters of their own after class.

He commanded Brie to dress, and then had the class thank her for the demonstration. She blushed at their applause and bowed to Tono.

The applause increased, with a few enthusiastic hollers to round out his accolades. It took a full half-hour before the classroom emptied. His students felt the need to personally thank him before they left. It was gratifying to hear their enthusiasm and impressions of the first night of class.

Brie was surprised when several of the women came over to thank her, as well.

“It was lovely to watch your connection together.”

“Miss Toriko, I hope my husband and I can create that kind of harmony.”

Brie smiled. “I am sure you will,” she encouraged. “The breathing is crucial and very sexy.”

“Yes, it was sexy to watch! How long have you two been together?”

Brie wasn’t sure how to answer, and chose to willfully misdirect instead. “Actually, this is our first class…”

Once the classroom had cleared out, Tono held out his hand to her. She walked into his embrace and the two simply drank in the joy of the experience.

“This is a good thing, Tono.”

“Yes, it is, toriko.”

“Thank you for letting me be a part of it.”

“The pleasure is mine, little slave.”

He picked up the rope and smiled as he bundled each strand. “I am surprised to find that teaching the correct method to those new to the art is as satisfying as teaching advanced skills to the experienced.”

“They are lucky to have this opportunity,” Brie said, looking forward to next week’s class. “Truth is, I feel lucky too.”

He kissed her on the lips before handing her the last bundle of jute. “We make a good team, you and I.”

She fell into a comfortable routine with Tono that second week. Brie did not live each day in quiet desperation for Sir’s return, choosing instead to embrace the unique life experience Tono offered.

However, Brie was still overjoyed when Sunday rolled around, knowing she would get to hear Sir’s voice. The day held special excitement because not only was she going to get to speak with Sir in the morning, but she had an interview set up with the girls that afternoon. She had decided they should gather at Mary’s apartment, believing the tight-lipped woman would be more open if she was in her own environment. It would also serve to feed Brie’s curiosity about what kind of place Mary had.

Just before she left for the gym that morning, Brie inserted the pussy jewelry and rubbed the gold appreciatively. The beautiful piece fit as if it were made for her and had the added benefit of teasing her clit with its slight pressure. She decided to wear a half shirt and flattering shorts to match her sexy attire.

Brie left the house quietly, being careful not to wake Tono. She remained silent until she slipped into her car, where she spotted a small pot of purple and yellow flowers sitting on the passenger seat. Brie picked the small pot up and cradled it in her arms. They were crocuses, the flower Sir had mentioned in his poem. She knew their name, having googled it after reading his romantic words.

Brie looked at Tono’s home and smiled. She had no idea when he had placed Sir’s gift in her car, but she would be sure to thank him on her return.

It thrilled her to have received so many thoughtful gifts from her Master. Not only the sexy jewelry and the romantic poem, but now she could add flowers to the list. She lifted the colorful flowers to her nose and kissed the delicate petals. “I love you, Sir!”

It was with a joyous heart that she pulled up to the workout center with a single crocus tucked behind her ear. But once she entered the building, she stopped dead in her tracks. “It can’t be…”

He tilted his head slightly and asked, “It can’t be what?”

Brie didn’t waste a second, jumping into his arms with utter abandon. “Sir!”

He held her tight, rocking her back and forth in his embrace. “So you’re glad to see me?”

“Best present ever!” she exclaimed. “I got your flowers this morning, but I never dreamed I would see you today.”

Still holding her with one hand, he lifted her chin and kissed her in front of everyone in the gym. Her whole body tingled with electricity and for a moment, time stood still as she reveled in their soul connection.

Brie wanted to protest when Sir finally put her back on the ground. He looked down at her tenderly, touching the flower in her hair. She tiptoed to kiss Sir again, but stopped when she noticed the color completely drain from his face.

Sir growled under his breath. “What is
she
doing here?”

Unforeseen

B
rie entered the gym wearing her special jewelry underneath her sweats. She’d modeled it in the bathroom earlier that morning. It was beautiful, making her look as if she had a clit of gold. None of the blue glass showed—just the shiny jewelry and the thin black thong with a stylish gold clasp in back. She twirled several times to admire it from every angle before slipping on her sweatpants.

With each step, her outer lips rubbed against the glass, causing a subtle pressure on her clit and making Brie acutely aware of the jewelry’s presence.
I feel you, Sir…
she thought with a smile on her lips as she made her way to the car.

The gym was busy, as was usual that early in the morning. Brie found an unoccupied elliptical and started running.

Oh, the rubbing…

Brie closed her eyes and fantasized about her Sir.

She was bound with her arms high above her.

“Open,” he commanded, placing a cloth gag in her mouth and tying it tightly behind her head. “There will be no kissing or speaking, although you are allowed to moan.”

He disappeared from her line of sight. She could hear him rifling through his assortment of instruments and tools, but Sir returned with nothing in his hands.

When he saw her look of surprise, he gave her a sexy smirk. “Don’t you remember, Brie? I told you I believe in the power of touch…”

His hands caressed her skin, sending electric flutterings throughout her body. “You’ve missed your Master’s touch, haven’t you?”

She nodded, then moaned into her gag when he cupped her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples. He bent down and took one into his mouth. The contact created a deep ache—a desperation to connect, to be filled with him, body and soul.

Brie groaned, pressing herself into him as he began to suck. Sir broke the suction and stood back, smiling mischievously. “I can sense your need. Shall I tease you some more?”

She shook her head, knowing he would not listen to her.

Sir came back to her and slipped his hand between her legs, rolling his finger over her swollen clit. Brie threw her head back and moaned loudly. It wouldn’t take much…and then her Master knelt down.

Brie squirmed in her bindings when she felt Sir kiss her clit reverently.

Oh, God, sweet torture!

“So good…” he murmured gruffly. Sir rapidly flicked his tongue over her clit, setting it on fire with his expertise.

She looked down at his face, buried in her hairless pussy, and felt the stirrings of an orgasm.

Brie started running faster, teasing her clit with the jewelry as she exercised and fantasized for all she was worth.

Make me come, Sir!
she cried in her head.

Heart racing, pussy throbbing, she let her fantasy take it up a notch. Sir moved behind her and fingered her anus. “I’m going to fuck your ass, my dear. No foreplay, just good old-fashioned thrusting from a hard cock. Do you think you can handle it?”

Brie nodded, whimpering when he placed his rigid member against her tight hole.

Sir grabbed her waist and, with one solid thrust, forced the length of his cock deep inside her.

Brie let out a small cry when she came.

“Are you all right?”

Brie looked over at the elliptical beside her. It was the stately older woman she had become good acquaintances with. On the second day, Elizabeth had struck up a conversation after they were done exercising. The lady seemed nice and not overly intrusive, so that Brie had come to look forward to their short conversations every morning. It made it that much more embarrassing to be caught orgasming in front of her now.

“I think I might have tweaked a muscle. It’s nothing, really,” Brie said, trying to control her blush.

“You need to be sure to listen to your body, young lady. Don’t overdo it.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Brie agreed. She increased the resistance on the machine and closed her eyes to shut out the rest of the world.
Sir, I’m so naughty!
Do you want me to be naughty again?