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intense. Her heart raced.
    “Your meals will be brought to your room. You will not speak to the person who delivers them. When I give you permission, you may eat and drink what I allow.” Her protest died in her throat when he nudged her into another swing. Her wrists ached.
    “If you disobey any of these instructions, or others I give you during training, you will be punished until you learn to discipline yourself.”
    Fear rippled down her spine.
    “You take my meaning. Good. I don’t enjoy giving pain, but I have no scruples about administering it. What you’re experiencing now is only the smallest example of what you might expect.”
    She believed him. He’d been successful in demonstrating who had the upper hand, coolly trussing her and letting her hang while he sat comfortably.
    “On the other hand, as you go through training and succeed at your tasks, you’ll be rewarded. One hand,” He ran his finger along the tendons of her left hand. “Discipline and pain. On the other hand,” he murmured as he traced the curve of her right arm from wrist to armpit. Her skin quivered as she waited for him to touch her breast.
    “Success means rewards. Good feelings about yourself and your efforts.” She swallowed, eager to feel a taste of that particular reward.
    He stepped away. “The choice is yours.”
    She bit back a groan.
    She felt him check the handcuffs then heard him move to the door. “I’ll be back later.”
    “You’re going to leave me like this?” she wailed.
    “Think about the choices you want to make.
    He was through the door while she still spluttered. How could he leave her alone?
    And more important, when was he coming back?
    She tried to roll her shoulders. That didn’t work. She tried standing on one foot, then the other, but that didn’t relax the cramping in her legs. She tried to blank out her discomfort with thoughts of what she’d be doing if she hadn’t listened to Kendra and come to Sweet Discipline .
    Damn Kenny!
    For a few moments, it felt good to blame her friend for her predicament, but it was nobody’s fault but her own. Kendra had warned her. She’d disregarded that warning and insisted Kendra recommend her. Even at the last moment, Kendra had cautioned her. So now, she had no one to blame but herself.
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    Bonnie Hamre
    She was here because she wanted to be here. She’d made a deliberate commitment to changing her body, her outlook, and her future. She wanted to change. She kept telling herself that. She’d envied Kendra her svelte and sexy figure and wanted the same for herself. And that went double for Kendra’s very active sex life. What wild sex had Kenny been talking about? New positions? Had she also learned new techniques while she was here?
    What was Adrian going to teach her? She couldn’t ignore being aroused when he talked of sex. Sex with him? How?
    Was it possible to have sex while she hung like a slab of meat?
    If Adrian put her legs around his waist, supported her while he thrust into her…
    She imagined how it would feel, unable to do anything but take his banging into her, do nothing but clamp him within her thighs and pull him closer.
    Heat, then moisture gathered between her legs. Her hips moved with imagined thrusts. Was Adrian hard? Long, thick? What was he like as a lover? Would he satisfy her or be interested only in his own pleasure? Maybe he got off on arousing clients and then leaving them to stew, frustrated. Just like this. The thought made her angry.
    She wouldn’t think about him as a man with his own sexual needs. She’d use him like any piece of equipment in this room. She’d absorb what he could teach her and then use it for her own needs.
    She closed her eyes and mentally superimposed Jack’s face over Adrian’s. Yeah, that could work. Many women fantasized making love with another man while having sex. She could do that. She’d think about Jack and what she wanted to do with him.
    Time passed. She thought about sex, deliberately