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over
her small breasts. Brie couldn’t believe he was going to do it, but
then he did. The Dom snapped it down on her nipple. Sanders cried
out in painful pleasure, and he grunted. “You like that, don’t
you?” She nodded her head meekly.
    “Tell me what you want.”
    “I want you to whip me again…please.”
    Before her last word was out, he cracked it
over her other nipple. Sanders’ whimpering cry was erotic, and Brie
felt a wave of wetness between her legs. She was stunned that she
found the whipping scene so arousing.
    She sneaked a glance at Sir and saw that he
was watching Sanders intently. He scribbled something down in his
notebook while the Dom continued to whip and tease Sanders to
distraction. Brie turned her eyes back to the stage and watched as
he bent over, cupping Sanders’ chin to kiss her on the lips. The
chains made clinking noises as she attempted to move away from his
kiss.
    Sir asked, “Is she wet?”
    The Dom reached his hand between her legs
and growled. “Oh, yes, she’s dripping.”
    “You may release her.”
    He took Sanders out of the bindings with
tenderness. The way he treated her afterwards was gentle, as if he
was her lover. Sanders swayed a little as she found her legs again.
It was clear she was weak from the erotic tryst. Her Dom stood next
to her protectively.
    Sir stood up and addressed her. “Miss
Sanders, how do you feel right now?”
    “Excited, a little off balance.”
    “Would you want the Dom to continue with the
whipping?”
    “Yes,” she answered without hesitation.
    “Good. Thank him and sit back down.”
    Sanders opened her mouth to thank him, but
the Dom said clearly, “Suck me.”
    She looked back over at Sir questioningly,
but his expression was unreadable. Sanders obediently sank to her
knees and eased his large cock out of his briefs. She wrapped her
small hand around his shaft and opened her mouth wide. Her slurping
sounds filled the room as she sucked on his manhood. He put his
hand on the back of her head, forcing her to take it even deeper.
“That’s good. Swallow my come, little dove.”
    When Sanders had swallowed the last of his
essence, she stood up. They exchanged a look that surprised Brie.
The Dom clearly had affection for Sanders and she had seemed to
enjoy the way he played with her, but she was obviously turned off
by his looks.
    Sir spoke to her again. “Miss Sanders, would
you have preferred this scene had played out with somebody
else?”
    She answered quickly, “Yes.”
    The hairy man nodded to Sir and walked off
the stage. The chains disappeared upwards, clinking ominously.
Sanders quickly donned her clothes and returned to her seat. The
four remaining girls waited for their names to be called.
    “Miss Bennett.”
    Brie felt a chill go through her. What did
Sir have in store for her this time around?
     
     
    Brie’s
Breakthrough
     
    She climbed the stairs onto the stage and
faced the panel bravely.
    “Class,” Sir said, looking at the other
women. “Miss Bennett shared in her application that she was bullied
by classmates at the predominantly African American school she
attended as a child. Because of that, she has an unnatural fear of
anyone of African American descent.” Sir looked up at Brie. “Is
this true, Miss Bennett?”
    Brie nodded, cursing herself for putting it
in the application. As if Sir could read her mind, he said, “Do not
regret telling us your background. The more we know about you, the
faster your training will advance. Hiding parts of yourself will
only lead to difficulties later on. Do you understand?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “You noted that you do not like anal sex.
Why?”
    She looked down at her feet. “I’ve never
tried it, Sir. Truthfully, I don’t know if I like it or not, but it
sounds painful.”
    Sir looked at the group of women again.
“Part of a Dominant’s responsibility is to stretch and grow his Sub
without taking her too far.”
    Brie heard the steps of her new partner
walking up the