On the Fourth Day of Christmas, Red Phoenix Gave to Me...

Enter today to win!On this tantalizing fourth day of Christmas I am sending one of my fans a fun "I googled it, Sir" lunch bag. Enjoy the inside joke every day on your lunch break. The topic of 'eating' has me thinking of Brie's experience at objectification - Enjoy! ;)

Question for Day 4: Share a moment when you acted with confidence despite what was happening.

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Excerpt from Brie Learns the Art of Submission:



It starts…The Dom came out of what Brie assumed was his study and answered the door. A flow of guests quickly filled the apartment with their gentlemanly voices. Just hearing them sent Brie’s body trembling, and she had to force herself to breathe slowly in the manner Tono had taught her. The men eventually made their way towards the girls and one last nervous sigh escaped Brie’s lips before they entered the room.The men treated the three naked girls as if they were a natural part of the decor. They talked business deals and discussed the upcoming national election. Brie heard their Dom offer the men drinks and knew that Mary was now the center of attention.Brie listened intently to the conversations floating about. She couldn’t resist. A girl could learn a lot from these influential men… Just when she was getting used to being a part of the scenery, one of the men moved over to the table and lightly brushed his hand against her nipple as he picked up a cracker. He then spooned caviar onto it. She felt an electrical jolt and blinked several times in response. Damn!This is going to be harder than I thought. As soon as he’d served himself, the table was surrounded by men who touched her casually as they partook of the expensive fish eggs. She desperately stared at the ceiling, reminding herself that she was an inanimate object that could not move, could not respond in any way to what was happening.“Nice centerpiece, Sebastian,” she heard.Her Dom replied, “Yes, I agree. You’ll never guess what it’s called.”“Do tell.”“Brie.”There was a deep chuckle, and then Brie felt a hand rove over her thigh to her sweet spot. A finger penetrated her vagina and it took everything in her to remain completely still as the finger swirled around and then withdrew. She heard the distinct sound of sucking, and the guest said with a tone of amusement, “I think I will have to sample some of this Brie later.”“I’ll make sure to set it aside for you.”Her loins contracted in pleasure at the statement. Brie did not understand why being treated in this way was such a turn-on, but there was no doubt the table she was lying on would show evidence of her arousal when she was finally allowed to move.