Page 3 of Disciplining Dana

Being lifted like this was a somewhat unsettling sensation. Dana had gone rock climbing a few times, and she’d gone through belay training, but this… this was something else entirely. The bite of the leather into her skin, the fact she was entirely naked—not that that was a new experience for her in a club, but… still. Everything happening was the distraction she’d asked for in spades.

She came to a stop and looked around. Her feet weren’t far off the ground, but that didn’t make it any less unnerving. Which made what happened next even more so.

She fell forward.

At least that was her impression of what was happening. As she was pulled back by her waist, her legs jerked when she was momentarily thrown off-balance until she was flattened out face down, an unseen arm supporting her just under her knees.

Kurt’s face came into view. “Bend your legs back. Like you’re trying to do that yoga position I’ve seen you make.”

Dhanurasana. Kurt was asking for the bow pose, so she bent her legs at the knees, curling them back as far as she could. Kurt disappeared, and a moment later someone—she assumed it was him—was affixing restraints around her ankles. She stared forward, catching people looking on with curiosity as the two men worked behind her.

Snik, snik came a slight jerk to each leg, then the arm that had been supporting her vanished, and she was floating horizontally, legs kept in position by the ankle restraints, her body held aloft, captured in the biting straps of the harness clipped to the chains that disappeared into the ceiling.

Suspended.

Kurt returned, kneeling in front of her.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

Before he could say anything further, a pair of legs appeared to his side, and Master Eric’s voice drifted down.

“Okay, since this is her first time being suspended, we’ll be safe and limit this to twenty minutes max. Like I told you, you keep an eye on her, and if there’s any sign of discomfort, you haul her down.” He knelt beside Kurt to look into Dana’s eyes. “And you, young lady… you remember what I told you?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then don’t try and be a hero and tough your way through. If you start feeling numb, you say something, you hear me?”

“Yes, sir.”

He smiled. “Good girl.” Rising from her view, there was a short pause before she heard him say “Well, have fun!” and disappeared.

Once the man was gone, Kurt turned and brought a pair of his fingers under her chin. “So, let’s talk about what’s going to happen next.” His voice was warm, almost gentle. Given where they were, though, and what she anticipated was about to take place, the excitement it sent through her was deliciously electric.

“For the next twenty minutes I have you completely at my mercy. What I intend to do is turn that sweet little ass of yours a very bright red, and then, if you beg me nicely, I’ll make you come in front of all these nice people. Would you like that, Dana?”

“Would it matter if I said no?”

Kurt chuckled. “No, not really.”

“Then kinda pointless to ask, isn’t it?”

“I want you to feel like you’re invested in this.”

“Even if it isn’t true.”

“Well, that’s for you to decide, but still…”

He was setting the mood and doing a damned good job of it. Her body was tense, and though she couldn’t touch herself, she was sure her pussy was wet and swollen. Despite the tension from earlier, he sure as hell had delivered on his promise to distract her.

“So,” she said, eyes narrowing, “are you just gonna stare at me with that goofy smile or are you actually gonna do something?”

Now he laughed. “Oh, Dana”—he patted her cheek—“sometimes you make things so easy.” With that he stood and moved out of her line of sight.

Dana could hear him moving behind her, then it went quiet. The touch of his hand to her ass a moment later made her flinch, but he only began to rub in smooth, gentle circles, and the jolt of adrenaline that had shot through her quickly faded. He continued stroking, the graze of his calloused palm both soothing and frustrating in equal measure. That was exactly what he’d meant to do, but before she could let him know she was onto his game, his hand came away and crashed down without warning a millisecond later.

FUCK!

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