by Red Phoenix
“I have to admit, I never would have guessed the Blonde Nemesis would end up becoming one of my dearest friends.”
Mary picked up her wine glass, snickering. “The world sure is a fucked up place.” She glanced at Sir having momentarily forgotten her place and immediately apologized. “Please excuse my language, Sir Davis.”
He nodded. “Apology accepted. I, for one, agree with your assessment.”
Mary smiled to herself and took another sip of her wine just as the ceremony began.
Brie clapped along with everyone else as all the winners walked up to receive their awards. She clapped even louder when Finn accepted the prestigious Landmark Award.
When she finally heard her name called, it felt as if time stood still. Brie glanced at Mary and then Sir and smiled.
She stood up feeling like the queen of the world.
Brie took her time, walking slowly as silence enveloped the room. No one made a sound as she ascended the stairs and took the plaque that the emcee handed to her.
She turned to face the assembly and smiled warmly at the crowd, unaffected by their icy silence.
This was her moment.
Glancing at Sir, she gave him a grateful nod before beginning her speech. “I am honored to receive this award tonight. This documentary sprang from my need to share my deep respect and passion for BDSM. But the award for Most Compelling Living Subjects of a Documentary is not about the lifestyle. Instead, it recognizes the people who practice it.”
Brie paused and scanned the room, wanting them to hear her next words.
“In a world full of pressure to meet archaic societal norms, BDSM brings a healthy alternative to those who are open-minded. No longer forced into the shadows of society, this film celebrates people who are courageous enough to be true to themselves and their sexual desires. There is no shame in embracing the entirety of who we are and living out that truth with like-minded people. Shame only comes to those who are afraid of what they will find when they face their secret desires. I believe that is what drives their need to cast BDSM and those who practice it in a bad light.”
Brie held up the plaque. “So, I am happy to accept this award for everyone who participated in the documentary and for all those courageous souls who live out this dynamic every day in their real lives. Here’s to living a full and authentic life!”
Sir and Mary stood up and started clapping, while the entire assembly watched in hostile silence.
Then, from far across the room, one person stood up to join Sir and Mary, clapping his hands loudly. Brie was shocked when she saw who it was.
Darius…
The boy who had traumatized her as a child was the only one who was brave enough to acknowledge her now—possibly end his budding acting career.
In that moment, she felt a profound connection to him. While she could never forget what he’d done to her in the past, she admired the man he’d become.
Brie left the stage, exuding elegance and poise, holding her head high, but at a respectful angle as she approached Sir.
“Magnificent,” he said as he helped her back to her seat.
Brie felt invincible as she scanned the room and caught several people staring at her despite themselves.
Message received, she thought.
On their way out, she saw Finn outside the hotel by himself, taking a smoke. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, she asked Sir and Mary to wait while she spoke to him.
“Finn, I just want to say how gratef—”
“What the hell is wrong with you? You’ve been following me around like a puppy the whole evening. It’s pathetic,” he snarled with disgust, throwing his cigarette to the ground and crushing it with his foot. “I have zero interest in you or anything you have to say. Your little stunt tonight accomplished nothing. Get the hell away from me…”
Finn turned his back on her and walked back into the hotel.
Brie stood there for a moment, stunned.
It hadn’t been Finn, after all…
She walked back to Sir and Mary, rocked by the revelation.
“What did Finn have to say, babygirl?”
She looked up at him and frowned. “He’s firmly in Holloway’s camp.”
“I could have told you that,” Mary snorted. “Did you really think he was the one behind all this? You’re going to have to think way bigger, woman. Someone like Finn doesn’t have the influence or the balls to go against Holloway.”
Brie sighed. “I guess it doesn’t matter.”
Looking back at the hotel she smiled, feeling the thrill of victory. “None of them had power over me tonight, and now they know it.”
Sir wrapped his arm around her. It was evident how proud he was of her.
“You slayed them all, babygirl.”
Precious Gifts
Brie was still flying high from her success the night before when she set out on her morning walk.
When she came across the old woman and her little dog, she waved enthusiastically to her and was greeted with a frown. With a flash of inspiration, Brie suddenly knew what she could do to help.
After returning home, she spoke with the vet clinic they used for Shadow, knowing it would be within walking distance for the old woman. The staff there were amazingly kind and open to Brie’s idea. Together, they worked out the details and payment plan so that any of the bills would go to Brie.
She then jumped onto her computer and created an official-looking coupon for a free vet checkup. Knowing the woman didn’t accept handouts, this seemed like the perfect solution to get the dog the care it needed without making the woman feel beholden to anyone. The receptionist was prepared to receive the coupon as if it were an everyday occurrence, and she assured Brie they would make sure the dog was well taken care of.
Satisfied the little dog would get the help it needed, Brie decided to concentrate on the woman herself. Brie wanted to give her something but realized the item had to be practical and small or the woman wouldn’t accept it.
Unsure what homeless people actually needed, Brie googled it and was excited to find a website detailing the most needed items for the homeless. Interestingly, socks were on the top of the list. It wasn’t something Brie had even considered, but it made sense to her, knowing how much the woman walked each day gathering plastic bottles to redeem for cash.
Taking Hope with her to the store, Brie stared at the large display of socks, unsure about which pair to buy. “Should we go practical or cute?” she asked, holding up two different pairs of socks to Hope. One was plain white with a reinforced toe and heel, while the other was purple and had pretty daisies printed on it.
“What do you think, sweet pea?”
Hope naturally went for the colorful one.
“That’s what I was thinking, too,” Brie agreed. She went to put the plain ones back but suddenly had second thoughts. “Maybe I’ll get both and let her decide.” In the checkout line, she noticed a squeaky dog toy and quickly added it to her purchases.
Knowing the woman’s routine, Brie decided the safest place to leave the gifts anonymously was in the trash bin itself. The old woman was guaranteed to look inside it when other people would not.
But, to make sure she received it. Brie would have to leave extra early to drop it off. Waking up an hour early the next morning, Brie quietly slipped out of bed, giddy with excitement.
She dressed in the dark, and was about to head out the bedroom door when she heard Sir say, “Come here.”
Brie immediately turned and approached the bed, unhappy that in her excitement, she had unknowingly woken him.
Sir reached up and caressed her cheek in the dark. “It is a beautiful thing you are doing.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Pulling her closer, he planted a warm kiss on her lips. “I plan to reward you when you return.”
Brie’s heart fluttered at the thought. “I’m looking forward to it.”
He lightly grazed her breast with his fingertips before l
etting her go. “I’ll be thinking of you while I wait.”
Just like that, he had her entire body humming with sexual desire. She smiled at him in the dark before leaving to grab her little package and head out.
Brie walked on the path lit up with streetlights, going straight to the garbage can. She carefully placed the gift and coupon, wrapped in red paper, into the trash bin with a note attached that read, Help for Your Dog. She placed an empty water bottle beside it so there was no chance the woman would miss it.
Brie then returned home and took her walk at the normal time, not wanting to alter her routine in any way that might incite suspicion. But, in her excitement, she must have walked a little faster because the woman wasn’t there when she passed by the trash can.
Thankfully, Brie spotted her in the parking lot nearby, heading toward the can with her little dog.
Brie waved, calling out a cheery hello like normal and the woman frowned like she always did.
Turning away from her, Brie grinned with excitement. She could just imagine the smile on the woman’s face when she opened the unexpected gifts.
There was a lightness in Brie’s step as she continued her walk. Everything about the morning suddenly seemed more colorful and beautiful. Even the ocean waves sounded more enticing.
Now confident the old woman’s canine companion would be getting the help it needed, her entire outlook on things changed.
The best part was knowing that Sir was waiting for her at the end of her walk. Taking a quick peek into the trashcan on her way back, Brie verified that the gift was gone and hurried home.
She was surprised to find the house was quiet when she entered, so she tiptoed to the bedroom to see if Sir had fallen back asleep. Instead, she found him lying on the bed, playing with himself.
Brie stood in the doorway, transfixed as she watched her Master stroke his rigid shaft in the natural light shining into the room.
Sir glanced up.
The power of his intense stare caused goosebumps to rise on her skin. He continued to stroke himself as he looked at her. His shaft was wet with precome, letting her know he was close to the edge.
“Come to me,” he commanded in a low voice.
Brie’s heart raced as she approached the bed. She fully expected Sir to order her to suck his cock, but he growled lustfully, “Strip.”
With graceful movements, she slipped out of her clothes, then trembled with excitement as she waited for his next command.
“Lay beside me,” he ordered, his voice hoarse with lust.
Climbing into bed beside Sir, she continued to watch as he stroked himself. It was a rare and incredibly intimate moment.
“Do you like watching?”
She glanced up at him, giving him a seductive smile. “I do, Sir.”
Brie’s heart skipped a beat when he took her hand and placed it on his shaft while he continued to stroke himself.
When she grasped his shaft tightly, matching his rhythm, she was delighted to see another bead of precome form on the tip of his shaft.
“I’m close,” he groaned, stroking his cock slower.
Brie met his rhythm, excited at the idea of watching him come.
Instead, he abruptly stopped and ordered her to ride his shaft. “I need to feel that wet pussy.”
Brie obediently straddled him, moaning in excitement as his hard shaft entered her pussy. Sir grabbed her hips and pushed himself deep inside of her.
“I love watching you fuck me,” he growled.
Taking this position always had the hint of a power play to it. Just like sucking his cock, riding his shaft made her feel like she had power over him.
Knowing Sir was teetering on the edge, she decided to tease herself with his shaft, well aware that it would drive him wild. She grasped his cock and lifted herself so she could rub her wet pussy with the tip of his cock.
He groaned as she flicked her clit with just the head of his shaft.
“Naughty girl,” he murmured huskily as he watched her use his cock to play with herself.
Sensing how turned-on he was, she pressed his cock against her opening and slowly impaled herself onto his shaft. He threw his head back, letting out a tortured groan.
That masculine groan was music to her ears.
Brie ground herself against him, forcing his cock as deep as she could, then she slowly lifted herself.
Sir grabbed her hips again, watching intently as she sank back down on his cock. This time, he guided her movements as she moved up and down on his shaft.
He was very strategic, making sure the angle of his cock rubbed against her swollen G-spot as she rode him.
“Come with me,” he commanded after several minutes. “I’ll count down.”
Her eyes widened, excited by the idea. Placing her hands on his chest for leverage, she prepared herself for the challenge.
“Are you ready, babygirl?”
“So, so ready.”
His eyes flashed with intensity as he began slowly counting down. “Five…four…”
Brie kept her eyes on him and concentrated on the fullness of his shaft as he repeatedly rubbed her G-spot. Her nipples hardened realizing her Master was about to come inside her.
“Three…two…” he continued in that deep, gravelly voice that made her pussy ache with desire.
Then he paused for a moment.
Her entire body was on fire as she waited for permission to give in to her climax.
Sir’s voice was strained when he finally called out, “…one.”
Brie closed her eyes, moaning in pleasure when she felt him start to come inside her. His shaft pulsed with each release. That feeling sent her over the edge, her inner muscles contracting around his shaft as she joined him in orgasm.
She opened her eyes, finding it extremely erotic to gaze down into his eyes as they climaxed together.
Sir reached up to pull her down so he could feel her naked chest against his as the last pulses of their orgasms ended. Their connection was so intimate, she lay there in his arms, not wanting the moment to end.
Listening to his rapid heartbeat, Brie smiled. “Thank you for my reward, Sir. May I request an encore?”
His chest reverberated with a low chuckle. “You are a greedy thing.”
She lifted her head and answered without shame. “I am, Sir.”
Feeling nostalgic after Hope’s recent birthday, Brie got out the basket of wedding gifts they’d received and laid them on the bed. Only weeks after their wedding, Sir had almost died in the plane crash and their lives stopped.
Looking through the cards reminded Brie of that joyous moment when they first had become man and wife—before the tragedy.
She’d had no idea then what was coming…
Feeling wistful, she sat down on the bed and opened the card from Sir’s cousin Benito. Brie hadn’t known him personally at the time, but he’d become very dear to her after their recent visit to Italy.
She chuckled when she remembered the long talk the two of them had as he drove her back from Gino’s to meet Sir at the hospital just before Nonna’s surgery. At the time, Benito had been so worried about Nonna that he couldn’t stop drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. Brie had found it endearing.
Looking at his wedding card now, she couldn’t have known how much he would mean to her.
Brie naturally gravitated to Tono’s card next and picked it up. He had painted a flower on the front of the card. She ran her hand over it and felt his calming presence surround her. She opened the card, tears coming to her eyes when she read his words.
A solemn vow of support
Given to my chosen family
Tono honored that vow soon after writing it, rushing to Brie’s side when Sir was fighting for his life. Despite having chosen Sir as her Master, their special bond remained unbreakable. Brie could not imagine her life without the Kinbaku Master in it. Kissing the card tenderly, she set Tono’s card aside, wanting to frame it.
Brie chuckled as sh
e picked up Master Anderson’s card. It had a bare-chested photo of him holding Cayenne. Grinning, she opened the card to read what he had written.
What do you give the couple who has everything? A date to weed with us in the buff!
Naturally, they’d never taken him up on that invitation, but Brie loved the photo and added it to the pile to be framed.
She grabbed the silver envelope next, having forgotten who’d given it to them. Inside were Marquis Gray’s handwritten words:
The Gift of a Traditional Thai Cooking Class for Two
(Tomato and egg dishes are lacking)
She laughed. Marquis Gray had a rare sense of humor that few people knew existed because he was so intense.
Unfortunately, because of the crash, they never took the cooking course he had purchased for them. With a new baby on the way, she was unsure if they ever would.
“Such a shame…” she muttered as she set it down and selected another card.
The card was from Mr. Gallant.
Cash is customary but too impersonal for a couple we both hold in high esteem
Our gift to the newlyweds
A jump off the Bridge to Nowhere
Enjoy
Brie tsked as she picked up the gift card for a bungee jump for two. Although the idea both scared and excited her, she knew there was no way would they be doing this anytime soon.
The next card happened to be Captain’s present of a gift certificate for a hot air balloon ride for two. She shook her head, placing them in the growing pile of unused gifts.
“Another fun event we’ll never experience…”
She reached out for the red envelope from Baron. She opened it up and stared at the simple message.
An invitation to teach.
Reading those words stirred a longing inside her.
Sir had talked about doing lessons with Baron, but it had never worked out because life kept interrupting their plans.
But Sir deserved the opportunity to teach again.
Staring at the card, Brie promised herself that she would give him that chance.
“Your Master said I would find you here,” the Russian growled, interrupting her thoughts. “But, this was not what I expected you’d be doing.”
