Brie's Submission (4-6)

By: Red Phoenix

Brie’s Submission:Books 4–6

Try Me: Brie’s Submission #4


As always, I must give love and thanks to MrRed,

the man behind my fantasies.

I also want to thank the many fans who have sent

cards, hand-crafted art, and special gifts.

Your sweet spirits and kind ways have blown me away.

I keep each one I’ve had the honor to receive,

and I cherish them deeply.


A heated Russian night and a little Kinbaku

Russian intrigue and startling revelations await the young submissive. The bond between Brie and her new Master grows deeper as he opens up about his mysterious past. Rytsar Durov reveals the truth behind his dominant nature, making her shiver in fear and pure pleasure as her ultimate fantasy comes true.

New Toy

Sir walked into the bedroom nonchalantly, while Brie stumbled over herself as she followed behind him. The knowledge that they were headed to Russia to see the Dom, Rytsar Durov, had her completely discombobulated.

Master commanded her to lie on the bed, her legs spread open for him. She did as he’d asked, watching while he retrieved something from his extensive rack of toys in the back of his closet. Although most Doms displayed their instruments, Sir seemed to enjoy the suspense of his sub not knowing what he would use until the scene was about to begin.

He came out holding up a white device that looked suspiciously like an oversized microphone. Were they going to sing karaoke together? A burst of laughter nearly escaped her lips, but she squelched it.

“I can tell by the amusement on your face that you have no idea what this is,” Sir stated.

She nodded, trying to look properly serious.

He held up the device, which had a round head that tapered into a long handle and a short electrical cord that hung from it. There was nothing sexy or kinky about it. “This is a tool of choice for Durov. I feel you should be familiar with it before we go. There is no doubt in my mind that it will be used while we are there.”

Whatever it was, the toy was clunky and unsexy. Brie couldn’t imagine why the Russian Dom would prefer it.

Sir stripped before plugging in the toy and joining her on the bed. “It only has two speeds.”

He flipped it on and a low rumbling emanated from the toy. A vibrator… Her whole body suddenly tensed. Is that huge thing going inside?

Sir’s laughter filled the room as if she’d voiced her fear aloud. “No, téa. This is an external toy.”

Brie relaxed back on the pillow, breathing a sigh of relief. However, she couldn’t miss the mischievous glint in his eyes when he ordered, “Open your legs wider.”

Now she was nervous.

He announced, “I think the lower one should prove enough for you.”

Brie was surprised, considering she always used the highest setting on her little bullet vibrator. A low vibration was just an irritating tease. Maybe that’s part of Sir’s evil plan…

Sir placed it on her clit. It, and all of the surrounding area, rumbled with the low but intense vibration. She moaned softly. It was pleasant.

When he adjusted the angle slightly, her clit instantly became erect and began to quiver. Brie settled farther into the pillow, her back naturally arching in pleasure.

“You like the feel of the Hitachi, do you?”

Brie sighed with satisfaction. “It’s very nice, Master.”

His eyes got that mischievous look again, causing her concern. “I want you to give in to the orgasm. Don’t force it, just let it come naturally.”

Her breath quickened. This wasn’t going to be a session of orgasm denial, so why was Sir wearing an impish grin?

She closed her eyes and concentrated on the intense, all-encompassing vibration. She mentally embraced the stimulation and Brie could feel the spark burst into flame as the orgasm started to build in her core. It wasn’t coming in a rush; no, this was a slow burn that could not be denied because of the sheer size of the toy. Her clit could not escape the teasing vibrations.

Brie opened her eyes and her heart skipped a beat at the lust in her Master’s stare. It was obvious he enjoyed bringing her to climax. However, the look held something more she could not define—it made her feel that this was both an act of love for her and dominance over her.

Without any struggle, she reached the edge. “I’m coming, Master,” she purred as her hips lifted slightly of their own accord. Sir kept the vibrator directly on her clit throughout her climax, making it almost too intense.

When it ended she melted onto the bed, but only momentarily, for Master was not finished. His wicked grin widened when she started to whimper.

Brie’s freshly-come pussy could not handle the intense stimulation of the vibrator now. “Please, Master. Too much.”

“I command you to take it,” he stated.

Brie squirmed under the vibrator, but there was no escaping the giant head. Her clit burned in protest and she instinctively moved away, but Sir’s hand landed on her pelvis.

“Stop moving.”

When Brie became still, he lifted his hand from her. However, the intensity of the vibration was driving her insane and she protested again, “Too much, too much!”

Sir leaned forward and said in a husky whisper, “Harness that feeling and come for me.”

Brie’s bottom lip quivered. How could she? It was so concentrated it was almost painful. Thankfully, the lesson of the beam came to her. During her session with the violet wand, Sir had instructed her to hold onto a pole. If the stimulation became too much, all she had to do was let go. Having that level of control had helped her tolerate more intense stimulation.

This situation was similar in that Sir was giving her a level of control again. He was not holding her down; Master had commanded she remain motionless of her own will.

With great effort, Brie stopped fighting the vibration. She willed her body to relax and give in to the stimulation, to embrace it. Slowly, her muscles obeyed and the vibration went from painful to wanted. She arched her back and pressed herself into the toy.

“Good girl,” he murmured.

Brie let out a loud whimper as the second, far stronger orgasm took hold of her body and wrung her out with its powerful contractions. She was trembling afterwards, still writhing from the merciless vibration.

Her eyes began watering. “Please, Master! No more…”

“One more, téa.”

She groaned in protest, but mentally accepted his command. Brie closed her eyes and calmed her feeling of panic. One more… Sir is asking for only one more. Brie slowed her breathing until it was deep and even. Once she was calm, she could better concentrate on the intense fire between her legs.

Having already come twice in rapid succession, it did not take her long to urge the third once she’d embraced it. The final orgasm felt like an exorcism when it struck. Her thighs began shaking violently. She screamed when Sir slipped his finger into her pussy and her muscles repeatedly clamped around him when she climaxed. This one went on forever, ebbing and then returning with a vengeance as the vibrator rumbled on.

Finally, the toy was lifted off her clit and she melted into the pillow, tears in her eyes. Brie never knew orgasms could be like that—extreme, but equally torturous.

Sir turned it off and put the device down. “God, you are beautiful when you come like that.”

She slowly turned her head towards him, every movement an effort.

He swept away a strand of her sweat-drenched hair. “Impressive, téa.”

Her body so wrung out that even talking was difficult, Brie whispered, “What is that thing called, Master?”

He smirked. “A Magic Wand.”

She snorted and looked up at the ceiling. “More like a Merciless Wand.”

“If it’s merciless you want, it’s merciless you shall have.”

Before Brie could voice a protest, Sir moved between her legs and thrust his hard cock into her. She cried out as he began fucking her over-stimulated pussy.

“You are hot like fire, woman!”

Brie’s clit was still buzzing from the vibrator, and his forceful thrusts just added to the dizzying effect.

“I’m going to come, and come hard,” her Master proclaimed.

Her screams were more like whimpers as he revved up for the final act. The sound of their sex was enticingly juicy because of how wet and excited she was.

“Master, I…” she began, but lost all train of thought as he pounded his cock into her like a jackhammer. Only three words followed: “Oh…my…God!”

He grunted like a ravenous lion as he gave in to his desire, pumping his seed deep within her. Master pressed up against her sex with the last thrust and her pussy gave its final encore, a fluttering climax to milk his cock.

Sir kissed a tear that remained on her cheek. “And that, my dear, concludes your introduction to the Magic Wand.”

A Little Dish on Clark

Brie held up her philosophy textbook from college. “Why do I still have this? I’ll never use it.”

Lea giggled. “Give it to charity. I’m sure some poor college student would appreciate not spending a hundred bucks for the book.”

Brie turned it over and looked at the price tag. “A hundred and eighteen bucks, girl.” She flipped through the pages. “I think I cracked it open maybe…um…three times. The teacher didn’t like teaching from books.” She tossed it in the ‘give away’ pile and dug back into the box.