Brie Discerns Master's Heart (After Graduation, #6) by Red Phoenix

eyes lit up. “You did it!”
    “I did it, Sir.”
    His warm laughter filled the office. “My babygirl, a famous filmmaker.”
    “Not yet, Sir, but soon.”
    He kissed her, still smiling when their lips met. “I think I will take the good producer at his word and arrange a quick trip. There is one place in particular we need to go,” he informed her, as he rested his hand on the small of her back and guided her down the hallway.
    “Where’s that Sir?” Brie had expected he would say Russia, but what came out of his mouth completely surprised her.
    “We need to revisit Nebraska.”
    Brie nearly tripped over her feet. “Nebraska, Sir?”
    “Something this important must be done in person.”
    In one fell swoop, he had sucked away all the joy she had previously felt. Speaking with her parents was going to be an exceedingly difficult conversation. “Very well, Sir.”
    “Take heart, little sub. I have someplace else in mind afterwards. A place I haven’t been to in years.”
    Now her interest was piqued. “Where’s that, Sir?”
    “That, téa, shall remain my secret. I know how you cherish surprises.”
    Brie groaned. She couldn’t stand not knowing and decided to probe with little questions. “Does it require a passport, Sir?”
    “I will not answer any questions on the subject,” he replied. But once they had left the building, Sir lifted her up and slung her over his shoulder, slapping her hard on the butt.
    Brie squealed, trying to wiggle out of his arms. “What was that for, Sir?”
    “That was your congratulations spanking.”
    Her attitude immediately changed. “Oh, well then, I’d like another, Sir.”
    “Too bad, my dear. You must wait.” He set her down with a smirk.
    “You are a cruel Master.” She pouted as a group of businesswomen hurried by, staring at them reproachfully.
    He leaned down and winked at one of them when he answered her. “Sometimes you must be cruel to be kind.”
    Brie took his hand and wove her fingers between his. “To be honest, Sir, I enjoy your cruel ways.”
    His eyes took on a mischievous glint as he squeezed her hand and walked her into an alley. “I suddenly have a craving for you, babygirl.”
    Brie’s loins tingled as she followed him. She glanced back, noting the people walking on the sidewalk less than fifteen yards away.
    “Panties off.”
    Her heart beat wildly as she stepped out of her panties and handed them to him. He slipped the thong into his jacket, before pushing her against the brick wall. “I want to taste you,” he growled huskily as he slipped his hand up her skirt.
    Brie leaned her head back against the wall and let out a quiet moan as his fingers began caressing her pussy.
    “That’s it, téa. Relax as I finger-fuck you in broad daylight.”
    She peeked at the crowds walking by, aroused by the wickedness of what the two of them were doing.
    Brie had to hold back her cry when his fingers slipped in and he began caressing her G-spot. “Let go,” he whispered hoarsely as he forced her orgasm with his powerful hand.
    She held nothing back, embracing the strange sensation as her body tensed and eventually released in a burst of intense pleasure. “Good girl,” he praised as he knelt down and tasted her dripping wet pussy. His groan was a total turn-on.
    She looked up at the patch of sky between buildings as Master continued to tease her clit with his tongue. Suddenly, she got an uneasy feeling and turned her head to see that an older gentleman had stopped in the alleyway to watch.
    “Sir…”
    Her Master gave her one last swirl of his tongue and then stood up, adjusting her skirt before wiping his mouth with relish. He leaned in and said lustfully, “Delicious,” before taking her hand and escorting Brie past the voyeur. Sir didn’t even glance in his direction, as if what they had done was a common occurrence that required no explanation.
    The two of them continued down the bustling street hand in hand, like any vanilla couple in