in an extremely challenging suspension position the day before. Brie had filmed the outdoor session, enchanted that the Dom used the branch of a tree as support.
The brunette pixie got on her tiptoes and did a ballerina twirl. “Good as new.”
“I have to say, suspension in the wilderness certainly adds an element of magic to the whole experience.”
Arial smiled. “I do enjoy it whenever we have outdoor sessions. Being naked and bound in the warm sunlight is definitely arousing.”
Brie looked down at her own white mound and laughed. “Unlike your tanned self, my pussy would have burned to a crisp with that kind of exposure.”
Arial winked. “Oh, I remember the first day I experienced an intimate burn. Holy crap, that was intense!”
“Stop with all the jibber-jabber,” Mary griped. “The men are waiting for us.”
Brie hadn’t seen Mary so anxious or excited before. She hoped the scene would live up to Mary’s expectations and not end up being a painful disappointment. Mr. Gallant had warned them during training that there were some fantasies that might seem erotic, but were really a train-wreck waiting to happen—and Mary was famous for her train-wrecks. Brie dreaded witnessing another one.
Mary’s three Doms were eating breakfast at a table on the patio. Brie instantly recognized two of them. Rajah, one of the Gatekeepers she’d met on her first day, and the cowboy, Marcus, who had partaken of Mary’s lips. The third man was a lean, dark African. The three men stood up as they approached, and for the first time since she’d been there, all three Doms acknowledged Brie by looking her directly in the eye. She instinctively lowered hers, but realized that she needed to behave like a film director, not a sub. Brie met their gazes and smiled as she shook each of their hands.
“Thank you for allowing me to film you today, Rajah, Marcus and…”
The third Dom took her hand in both of his and nodded formally. “I am Kamau.”
She bowed instinctively—she couldn’t help herself. “Thank you, as well, Kamau.”
The entire party sat down, with Mary placing herself in between two of the Doms, looking mighty pleased with herself.
Rajah took Mary’s hand and turned it so her wrist was exposed. He lowered his head and bit down on it lightly as he stared at Brie with those mischievous green eyes. “We appreciate that our efforts will be recorded today. Not many women have the fortitude to attempt such a challenge.”
“I can’t wait,” Mary said, her eyes flashing with lust and excitement.
Marcus asked Brie, “Will you be filming several different angles for us?”
“I plan to film three. Two stationary cameras will capture all the action from underneath, while the other will capture Mary’s reaction to your multiple attention. I’ll film the action as well, using a wider angle.”
“Good,” Kamau stated. “I want to see the look on her face when I fuck her in the ass with two cocks already buried inside her pussy.”
“The most important shot is capturing that moment when the head of your shaft breaches her entrance for the first time. Then I will pull back to film the three of you thrusting into her.” Brie’s pussy responded just talking about the scene about to take place, and she felt a blush creep over her cheeks. “I also want to capture your individual expressions.”
The three men looked at each other and nodded. Marcus spoke for them. “That’s acceptable to us, Miss Bennett.”
“Excellent.” She turned to Mary. “Does that sound good to you?”
“Enough talk, already. I just want to get started, damn it.”
Brie noticed that Mary hadn’t eaten anything for breakfast, and assumed she was on a twenty-four hour fast to prepare herself for this three-cock invasion. While Brie liked the men well enough, there was no way she would ever have agreed to taking them all at once. However, she had a perverted sense of curiosity, wanting to know whether Mary would be able