Dana loved her job. How couldn't she, she was essentially getting paid for pursuing her favourite hobby. Of course, not everything was always ideal, she didn't always get to choose her "customers", and she had to work up her dominant side even on days when she didn't feel much like it.

The clearest indicator of it being a good job was that she never felt frustrated at the end of the day. Tired, certainly, when she was having an off day, or a busy one, which didn't happen too often with their more limited membership numbers. At worst, though, she could end up feeling unfulfilled.

Not by lack of submissives, usually, but by lack of challenge, or by having to stop too early. Of course it would be unacceptable of her to push anyone into more than they were comfortable with. But the feeling nagged at her, at having to stop when she wanted to keep going, or having to watch when she was only there to advise or supervise, her fingertips tingling the whole time.

Luckily, it wasn't that hard to find an outlet.

Dana sat down in one of the leather chairs by the reception, waving off the intern as they headed out. By now, they were a few minutes past quitting time. The last member left a little while ago and she had already finished putting the playrooms in order. Most members were conscientious about putting everything back where they found it and only leaving out whatever needed cleaning.

She waited, with her legs crossed and her hands in her lap, holding onto patience for a little bit longer. Jessica's voice trailed over from the reception desk, as she filed away some paperwork, singing softly under her breath.

Finally, after a few minutes, the singing stopped, interrupted by a relieved sigh and the slight creak of the office chair when Jess leaned back. Dana pushed herself up right away, walking over and leaning forward on the desk. "All done?"

Jess smiled up at her, relaxed and slumped in her chair. "Yeah, I'm clocking out for real now."

"So... any plans for quitting time?" Dana asked with a smirk, slowly wandering around the desk.

"Nooo..." Jess answered slowly, her own smirk growing. "Why, do you need something?"

Dana rounded the desk and didn't stop once she was standing over her, one foot between hers, looking down. She reached towards her neck and slid two fingers into her collar, lightly tugging at it. "I need you."

Dana loved this moment. It worked every time. Jess' eyes lit up with an excited sparkle, her cheeks flushed and she let out an involuntary giggle. And still she tried to play it off. "Need me to do what, Dana?"

"To get off your cute ass and submit, before I make you." She leaned back, tugging at the collar to make her stand up. Jess quickly pushed herself out of her chair and went to follow her, before digging in her heel.

"Ah, wait, my headphones!" She quickly reached up and took out her wireless ear pieces, tossing them onto the desk. Dana waited just long enough before pulling her along again.

Dana led her into one of the playrooms in the back corner of the club. It was her favourite, a small, cozy one with a single window, looking out towards the nearby park rather than the street. She let go of the collar and first turned on, then dimmed the light in the room, while Jess slipped out of her flats.

It was dark out, the light from the streetlamps only slightly met the window, which otherwise showed a decent part of the clear night sky, and the few stars that could be seen from within the city. Just like the other rooms, the floor was carpeted and it was outfitted like the others, though the shelf had proper drawers, a slight upgrade from the boxes set in bare metal rows.

Dana opened one of the drawers and grabbed what she was looking for right away, handing the black ball-gag off to Jess on her way to the chairs. "Here. First, shush. Second, undress."

Jess followed the command without complaint, licking her lips before opening her mouth wide to push the gag inside, carefully buckling it behind her head without catching any of her long hair. Then, she pulled off her hoodie and set it down on one of the padded chairs, followed by her long skirt, setting them both down neatly. Finally, she sat on the other, waiting with her hands in her lap.

Dana was leaning her shoulder against the shelf, a length of rope thrown over her arm, another in her hands, playing with the end as she looked over her submissive, letting her eyes wander over her soft curves and her cute red underwear.

"Now, what should I do to you? I'm in the mood for a lot. I could tie you down to that chair right there. Or bind you real snug and have you crawl on the ground." She smiled confidently, holding Jess' eager look and watching her shift a little on the chair. "Hm, I guess I'll think of something fun soon. Let's just start simple. Turn around."

Rather than stand up straight, Jess got off the chair just to turn and kneel on it instead, facing the window. Dana approached behind her and ran the tips of her nails lightly over Jess' shoulder. "Give me your arms."

"Mh-mh." Jess shook her head. Even through the gag, she sounded smug.

"Oh, feeling a little bratty tonight?" Dana ran her hands down, past the blonde's elbows and to her sides. Even just setting her fingertips against her skin made Jess flinch and press her arms in to try and protect the most sensitive spots. She could hear her hold her breath in anticipation.

Dana dug her fingertips in and moved them just a bit, immediately causing Jess to twist and release a strained giggle, bending forward to try and get away from the touch. Dana quickly reached up, snapping for her arms and yanking them behind her. She grabbed her wrists strictly with one hand and pushed the other against her upper back, pushing her chest against the backrest of the chair.

"When I tell you to give me your arms, you do as your told," she whispered sharply. "Do I make myself clear?"

Jess nodded her head, then gasped softly when Dana squeezed her wrists more. "Say 'yes, miss'."

"Yhh, mmh."

"Good." Dana let go of her and leaned forward, brushing blonde hair aside to place a soft kiss on Jess' shoulder. "Good girl." She then lowered her voice a little more, hovering near her ear. "This okay?"

Jess hummed her approval and nodded briefly. Satisfied, Dana leaned back and took her wrists again, more gentle. She quickly wound rope around them, in the routine pattern, tying it off with a small knot safely out of reach of her fingers. She ran her hands up Jess' arms and wound the next length just underneath her elbows, continuing above them as well when she seemed comfortable, pulling that rope right and tying it off as well.

"Hm, let's see..." She reached around her torso, running her fingertips along the edge of her bra. "Should I leave it at that for around here? Or should I give the girls a little more?" Her hands slid up, cupping Jess' breasts. The blonde sighed quietly, relaxing into her touch. Just by running her thumbs over the fabric, Dana could feel her nipples standing hard against it.

"A little more, I think. I didn't get to do a harness all week." She leaned closer, looking down at Jess' chest over her shoulder.  She squeezed just a little, drawing a soft gasp from her. "Does that sound good to you?"

Jess nodded again, her own eyes fixed on Dana's hands, her fingers pressing into her soft mounds. Dana breathed a light kiss onto her neck before back away again to retrieve the rope she needed.

Rope harnesses were more intricate than simple ties and knots. It was the kind of thing Dana liked playing around with, but she didn't want to experiment to night, going for something she knew she could do well instead.

Rope led around Jessica's torso, above and below her chest first, pinning her arms to her back as well. It led over her shoulders, between her breasts and looped through the lower rope, before leading back up and over her shoulders again, then under and across, tying it off securely in the back, before Dana let her hair down again, satisfied with her work.

"Okay, think I'm done with your arms. Turn around." She stood back and watched Jess shift on the chair again, sitting down and stretching her legs out in front of her, now that she was no longer kneeling on them.

Dana looked her over again, watching her subtly shift her hands and test her bindings, but barely putting up any resistance, like she was just sitting down for a casual chat. It made her an easy to canvas to work on, but it was also a little unsatisfying not to see her struggle. At least, not yet.

"Okay, I know exactly what we're doing." Dana smirked and turned around to grab more rope again, to set to work tying up Jess' legs. Her ankles, then below her knees, and her thighs, running her fingertips over her soft skin between sets. She carefully tugged the rope taught, watching it squeeze into Jess' thighs, making it tight but not uncomfortable.

"There. Hope you're not getting bored yet." Jess chuckled softly and shook her head. "Good. Because now comes the fun part."

Dana put her fingers through the collar again and tugged at it to make Jess stand, steadying her with one hand on her waist. "But... the fun is on the other end of the room." She started to walk backwards, giving Jess enough time to react before she was really pulling her along.

Jess looked down at her bound legs and the carpeted floor ahead of her and bent her knees, daring a little hop, then another. Slowly, they made their way across the floor towards the opposite corner. Dana led, but had her eyes on her the entire time. In part to notice any slip-ups and steady her when necessary, in part to just enjoy her focused expression and the slight bounce of her hair.

Once they had reached the other side, Dana let go of the collar and brushed Jess' hair aside to cup her cheeks. "Good girl," she said in a low voice, placing a kiss on the gag. "Now, time to sit down again." She took a step away and pointed at the floor.

Jess bent her knees and felt her weight shift, looking down and shuffling in place, before looking up at Dana with an accusatory pout. "Whaaat? You've been doing so well!"

"Mmph!"

"Hey, no need to make a scene like that!" Dana stopped closer again. "Say 'please, miss, help me be a good girl and sit where you want me to sit'."

Jess growled softly, her pout turning into a glare.

"Okay, I'm pushing it," Dana acknowledged with a chuckle. She carefully helped Jess turn around so her back faced the wall, then steadied her with her arms across her back and her thighs, letting her lean against them so she could lower her carefully to the floor.

"There. Now just two more things." She quickly got back up and went back to the drawers, bringing two things along with her. The first, she set down next to Jess, noting the eager look following out. With the other, she crouched next to her, reaching for something on the wall.

The main reason for why this playroom was Dana's favourite was the cosiness of it. Most of the rooms were cozy, besides the one that was not, on purpose. This one, though, was small and had only the one window, with its walls painted a softer shade of red.

The other reason, though, was that not every room had the extra boards flat along the wall, painted to nearly blend in. Their purpose was to hold metal rings and other such anchor points, while still being mostly flush with the wall. And the spot she had sat Jess down was right at one of those rings.

Dana unlocked the padlock she had brought, fed it through the ring first, and then through the back of Jess' collar, before snapping it shut. Jess leaned back against the wall, once again easily getting comfortable in her ever more strict restraints.

"Comfy? Ready for the main event?" Dana asked as she straddled Jess' bound legs. The blonde nodded and quickly hummed her confirmation.

Reaching next to them, Dana picked up the massaging wand she had brought, uncoiled its cord, and plugged it into the socket right next to Jess' hip. She pressed the largest button on the device with her thumb and it buzzed to life.

Jess nearly held her breath, her posture becoming more tense in anticipation. Her eyes flicked up to meet Dana's before glancing back down, following the vibrating toy as Dana lowered the head towards her centre.

It pressed against her stomach first, drawing a fluttering whimper from behind the gag. "Say 'please'," Dana instructed firmly.

"Pwwhf!"

"Oh, that was fast." Dana lifted the toy off of Jess' stomach and lowered it gently against her thighs instead. Jess twisted and pushed her hips forward, trying to slip it against her crotch. "You're so obedient again all of a sudden. Wonder why."

"Hh-nh, pwfh!"

"You've been waiting for this, huh? You knew where this was going when I dragged you in here. Or maybe you've been hoping for it all day?"

Jess gave her a pleading look, tugging at the ropes.

"If I hadn't stayed behind, you'd have done this at home, am I right? Stuffed a gag in your mouth and played with your toys?" Dana leaned closer, turning the toy up by one level. "You are so adorable."

She pushed it flush against Jess' crotch. She flinched, curling up at first, pulling her legs in and trying to bend forward, only for the padlock to hold her collar in place. Then, her back arched and she let out a long moan, pushing her hips forward.

"It would be really mean if I turned it off now, huh?" Dana's smirk was met with another glare, which melted away quickly in the stimulation. "Yeah, don't worry, I don't feel like that much of a bitch today. I'll let you have one, maybe two, before we take a little break. Up to you how many you--"

She interrupted herself when she heard something behind her. She paused and listened over the buzz of the toy, now identifying the short, muffled ringtone. She looked to Jess, who looked back at her, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

"I'll go check. Here, tuck your legs in." She turned the toy down a level again and leaned it against Jess' thighs, the head still resting against her crotch, before she got up and headed back to the chairs.

She pulled Jess' phone from the pocket of her hoodie and looked at the caller ID before silencing it and putting it back, starting to walk back over. "It's the boss. But you're off the clock, she can wait," she said casually, walking back over.

She stopped as she felt a buzz in the pocket of her jeans. Slowly, she retrieved her phone and looked at the screen, before making eye contact with Jess. Hesitantly, she accepted the call.

"Uh, hey, boss."

"I can see the light," a firm, older voice said on the other side.

"What?"

"It's fifteen minutes past closing time. Why is there light in one of the playrooms?"

Dana felt her heart sink slightly. "We're uh... still cleaning up?"

"Mh-hm," the voice said, in a tone that indicated she definitely did not believe her. "What did I say about using the playrooms after hours?"

"Um... don't?"

"Don't," the boss confirmed sharply. "Now, since you're really just cleaning up, you won't mind if I come take a look?"

"No! I mean, you really don't need to!"

"I'm sure. Now, Danielle, finish what you're doing, untie Jessica, and go home. We'll talk about this tomorrow."

"S-sure. Good night, boss."

The call ended and Dana groaned, slumping as she sat down next to Jess. The blonde made a pitying look and rested her head on Dana's shoulder.

"Well, I'm really in for it now," she sighed as she took hold of the toy again, turning it back up.