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She tugged his hand and laughed. “Oh, so I can tell you all about my grumpy boss and his adorable daughter and nobody’ll know?”
“Oh, I’ll give you grumpy boss, Ms. Conway.”
Melody’s cheeks flushed at his heated words. “Tell me about this?” She anxiously eyed the wooden wall, changing the subject in hopes of adjusting the tension in the room.
“Modified pillory into a half wall, the end goal is to keep the submissive comfortable for a longer session.” If the drawings were correct and with the right materials the plan was a collapsable wall with four or six spots for restrained submissives.
“Oh.” Melody stood behind the half partition, she grazed her hands over the materials seeming to familiarize herself with the texture.
“Bend at the waist until your stomach is pressed against the bottom pad.”
She did as he instructed, her hands supporting her balance leaving her on her hands and heels, with the padded stock at her waist.
He closed a wide board over her back, leaving her trapped at a ninety-degree angle. “Good?”
Melody nodded, and he continued. He took her arm and grasped it under the elbow. He wrapped a leather band with a D-ring around her elbow and walked around her repeating the process. He clipped them together with a short chain connected above, leaving her hands free but arms bound.
Its design was made to frustrate the sub, allowing them to feel unrestrained even though they were immobile. The goal was to watch them struggle when they tried to get out of the predicament they allowed themselves in.
“Let me know if anything pinches, I have more work to do on it.”
“Yes, Sir.” Melody wiggled around as much as the straps would allow. “I’ve never seen arm cuffs like this.”
“They’ll also hold ankles.” Wes slowly circled her, taking in the sight of Melody in the stocks.
He studied her form, looking with a critical eye at his work. Noting there was room between the padding and Melody’s hips. She was secure without pinching or squeezing uncomfortably.
“Now that you’re at my mercy, let's get to work.”
“It was a pleasure to meet you officially, Melody,” Zack said standing from the booth at Surrender after the club’s “new member munch” on Sunday.
“Me too. I’m glad the incident last week didn’t change your mind.” Melody winced at the memory and the seven times Master Isaiah called to check in and profusely apologize.
“Accidents happen, unfortunately. I am going to be sure there are better protocols in place for things like that. We’re stocking lambskin condoms and adding it to the supply shop.”
“That’s wonderful and I’m sure anyone else with an allergy will appreciate it. I did notice that the play bodysuits are clearly marked.” Fear of an allergic reaction was more a part of her than she wanted to admit.
“That was Wes’ doing.” They walked toward the club store. “After what happened he tore through the wearables and said they needed to be handled.”
Melody blushed, shaking her head and putting to memory to thank him. “I didn’t mean to cause a fuss.”
“You didn’t,” Wes’ voice intruded on their conversation.
She turned around and looked up at him. His blue button-down shirt strained at the sleeves as he crossed his arms. “I’m going to hear none of it. You got lucky, missy.”
“He’s right, Melody. It could have been worse. My business partner and I have decided that we’ll have an EpiPen in our medic bag and the staff will know how to administer it. It’s something that should have already been in place.”
“I’m a poster child for a cautionary tale,” Melody mumbled as she stuffed her hands in the pockets of her romper. All this attention wasn’t something she was used to or comfortable with. Melody Marie never enjoyed being in the spotlight; the shadows were nicer.
A sharp whistle call from across the club floor caught their attention and Zack nodded and held his hand up in acknowledgment. “I didn’t notice the time, sorry.” He clapped his hands together apologetically. “I believe we got everything squared away?”
“Yes, you have my information.”
“We have only two classes next month and if that goes well, we’ll talk about doing any others.”
“That sounds good.”
“I’ll have payment to you this week for both classes. Colton will have it behind the bar.” Zack waved at them both and walked away.
