do.
Master Anderson told her, “Mistress Isa would like you to speak.”
“Certainly…” Ms. Clark replied, pausing as she tried to figure out what Brie wanted. To have that kind of power over someone else was exhilarating.
“Well, as Master Anderson mentioned, I was a trainer at the Submissive Training Center. I’d like to note that I was the first woman on the panel and my influence led the Dominant training team at the Center to add a woman to their staff as well.”
Brie shrugged as if that meant nothing to her, but she knew she would pay a heavy price for putting Ms. Clark in this position, even though it had been Master Anderson’s original plan.
Ms. Clark forged forward. “I enjoy working with both male and female submissives and have spent time under a Dominatrix to expand my knowledge.”
Brie said nothing, but waved her hand, gesturing that she wanted to hear more.
It was obvious by the slight timbre of her voice that Ms. Clark was flustered. “I look forward to learning your expertise in acupuncture as well. The idea of using eastern knowledge to enhance BDSM play fascinates me.”
“As it should,” Brie said in a deep, alluring voice.
“I trust you will impart the techniques you employ to the staff,” Ms. Clark added hopefully.
“No.”
Ms. Clark gasped softly but said nothing.
Brie was so going to pay for this little ruse, but she couldn’t help herself. She prayed Master Anderson would protect her from Ms. Clark’s justified wrath.
She turned to face Baron, still keeping her voice low. “However, you I will teach.”
Ms. Clark looked up, an expression of disbelief on her face. The room was uncomfortably silent but Brie could feel Master Anderson’s amusement radiating from the man. Brie hoped he would earn Ms. Clark’s caning, not she.
Baron replied, “Surely, Mistress Isa, it would be best if the entire staff were familiar with your skills.”
“I agree,” Master Anderson stated. “Mistress Isa, would you consider demonstrating them on our sub Ms. Taylor right now?”
Brie paused, pretending to ponder his request. She knew Lea didn’t care for needles, and giggled to herself when she saw her friend twitch in her seat. Master Anderson was delightfully evil on so many levels, but she had something even better in mind.
“Come,” she commanded, gesturing to Ms. Clark instead.
From under the hood she watched the trainer’s stunned face. Ms. Clark looked to Master Anderson.
He walked over to her and Brie could hear him whisper in the trainer’s ear, “This is a good sign, Samantha. She approves of you.”
Ms. Clark didn’t hesitate. She stood and walked over to Brie. “Please enlighten us, Mistress Isa.”
Brie nodded. “As you wish…”
She threw back her hood and grinned at everyone.
Ms. Clark stared in stunned silence, as Lea jumped up from her seat and ran with her arms outstretched.
“It’s my Brie!”
Bad Joke
T he two girls hugged as Baron slowly clapped his hands. “Well played.”
Lea squeezed Brie tight, smothering her with her large bosom. “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe you’re really here!”
Brie giggled, disengaging herself in order to breathe. “Here in the flesh, girlfriend!”
“Miss Bennett.”
“Master Anderson made me do it,” Brie blurted to Ms. Clark, fully expecting to see the Domme’s harsh glare, but she could have sworn she saw a twinkle in those eyes instead. It threw her off and she smiled tentatively at the trainer.
Ms. Clark turned to Master Anderson. “I need to stop trusting you. Naturally I had my doubts when you said Mistress Isa was coming to join the Academy, so I researched her online and found a whole website devoted to the Dominatrix. I had to assume she was an actual person.”
Master Anderson grinned like a naughty boy. “I did have fun setting that little baby up. Gratifying to know you actually visited the site.”
“As did I,” Baron replied. “What else would you expect from your training