Thursday 5 June 2014

KINKY PLAYLIST - Red Phoenix #6


Brie's Playlist #6


"Falling" by Mike Posner

This is Mary’s song to Brie. She has a love/hate relationship with Brie. Part of her longs to have a real relationship with another woman, but she has been hurt too many times to trust anyone. Mary believes that Brie is out to destroy her, but she secretly holds out hope Brie will prove her wrong.

Excerpt from Brie Embraces the Heart of Submission (Mary Attempts to Open Up):

Brie picked up one of the snow globes and watched the glitter swirl around the little redheaded mermaid. When Mary came back with their drinks, Brie asked, “So you’re into Disney, huh?”
Mary gave her a nasty look. “Yeah. You got a problem with that?”
“No. It just isn’t something I would have expected from such a tough bitch like you.”
Mary’s expression softened as she handed Brie the drink and took the globe from her. “I love everything Disney. I’m a serious collector.”
Lea glanced around the room. “No doubt! I’d say you’re like a crazy obsessive collector.”
Before Mary could take offense, Brie held up her glass. “Here’s to the Three Musketeers—Mary the Mediocre, Lea the Lame and Brie the Beloved.”
“Brie the Bitch is more like it,” Mary snapped.
Lea rolled her eyes. “Mary, you show no spark of creativity. Clearly, it’s Brie the Butt.”
All three laughed as they clinked glasses, and Brie forced down Mary’s favorite drink. She hid her shudder as she swallowed it, and then got to work setting up the camera and light reflectors while the other two chatted. She focused on the moment instead of on Sir, whom she had left at the apartment all alone. It had nearly killed her to leave him.
“Okay, my plan is to keep things the same as we’ve always done. We’re simply going to sit and talk like we used to after every session. No need to notice the camera. This is just about subbies getting together to dish.”
Mary nodded her approval. “Good. I would have punched you in the throat if you’d tried to get a close-up of a tear or something.”
Lea laughed. “Are you even capable of crying, Mary?”
“No, that ability died long ago,” she quipped, taking a sip of her drink.

It was an honest answer given lightly, but with deep significance. Brie instantly thought of the little girl Mary had once been, and her heart ached for her. This was going to be a difficult interview. She hoped Mary would be resilient enough to survive it.

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