Hello readers! This part kicked my butt. There's a lot of characters to deal with, and a lot of new stuff for people to encounter, a LOT of descriptions. And then, I fell asleep with this A/N half finished. I totally "meant" to post earlier. I'm sorry my time between postings has stretched out so far. I'm still working on it, but I NEED to find a job in the next two weeks, so that's why things are slow.

ANYWAY. Enough about me.. Warnings in this part for descriptions of extreme BDSM practices, NOT involving our boys. Each and every one of these acts (with the exception of the 'stable') is something I've personally witnessed. There shouldn't be anything too triggering, but any male readers will likely be crossing their legs and wincing. Sorry for the long author's note!

The ten of them all met up just outside the club, and Santana strode forward, straight up to the bouncers. “Excuse me,” she said brusquely. “My friends and I are on the VIP list.”

“Names?”

“Santana Lopez and guests. Eleven guests to be precise, two should already be here.”

“Uh-huh. Go ahead, Ms. Lopez. Show your IDs to the cashier, get your bracelets, and have a good night. Keep your subs close,” he advised.

“Bracelets?” Kurt asked Blaine quietly, standing at the back of the group with him. He caught a snowflake on his hand and watched it melt. It had just started to snow, and Kurt was suddenly thankful that they wouldn’t be outside for long.

“Yeah, we get bracelets that denote our status. The only one you’re getting is ‘claimed submissive’. That’s it. You can get bracelets for almost anything, honestly. Willing to go home with someone, gay, straight, just here to dance, buy me a drink and see where things go, all sorts of things.”

“Can I please get ‘just here to dance,’ too?” Kurt asked. “You said I could dance…”

“I’d rather you just wore the ‘claimed sub’ bands and danced with our group, maybe other people once in awhile, but if it really means a lot to you, you’ll need ‘gay,’ and ‘just here to dance,’ so that you attract men who want to dance, too.”

“What are you getting?” Kurt asked.

“Claimed Dominant,” Blaine said. “That’s it. I have no interest in dancing with anyone but you, and I don’t want people hitting on me at all.”

Kurt nodded. “Alright,” he said, point taken. “Taken submissive is fine. But…” his voice trailed off. “Sir, what’s that?”

Blaine looked over to the other side of the door, where a covered, fenced area held more than a dozen scantily clad men and women, all tied by leashes to a rail at about knee height. There appeared to be heat lamps at close intervals, so they didn‘t freeze in the falling snow. “Ah,” he said. He squeezed Kurt’s hand. “That would be the stables, my love,” he said quietly.

“Stables?” Kurt asked. “As in…”

“Pony boys and girls. Tied to a hitching rail, waiting patiently for their masters. The puppy and kitten baskets will likely be inside. Like I‘ve said, baby, not everyone treats their subs the same way.”

"But Sir, I remember from my classes that some people like being treated like pets. Don't they?" Kurt watched a pair of Doms at the front of the line with their subs on leashes crawling on hands and knees both dressed in animal drag, one with heelless hoofed boots and silver studded bridle and pony tack the other in a spotted sweater, knee and hand pads led by a leash like a dog, both had tailed butt plugs inserted.

Blaine nodded to the two pets waiting at the club doors. "Yes baby, some Doms like their subs to act like pets but they're like the two there, cherished and cared for. Not like the poor subs out in the stables, barely dressed for the weather and left alone and ignored." They were speaking softly, so as not to offend anyone.

Kurt stepped closer to the stable and stood on tip toe to get a better look. "Sir? You wouldn't ....I mean I wouldn't...."

Blaine quickly interrupted, "Oh, no, baby! Oh God, no! Never! I'd never dress you up like an animal, never ever worry about that. Like I said before, it‘s not my kink, not in the least."

Kurt nodded, but couldn’t tear his eyes from the sight. Blaine led him into the club, and Kurt pulled his ID out of his kilt when prompted, showing it to the girl behind the counter.

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“He’ll take claimed submissive. I would like claimed Dominant,” Blaine instructed. He took the bracelets and led Kurt into the club. He helped his submissive put on the glittery silver and black bracelets, twisted together, then put on his own glittery gold and black bracelets.

Kurt was shaking slightly, able to see the inside of the stables from their position as Blaine helped him out of his stylish jacket.

“Hey,” Blaine said. “Look at me, Kurt. Focus on me.” He tilted Kurt’s chin so the other man was looking at him. “There we go. Look, they’re fine. They’re warm from the heat lamps, they have water, they’re not going to freeze, it’s just not what you and I would enjoy. I don’t want you to think about that all night. There’s going to be a lot more here that’s going to surprise you. You’ve never been out to a club like this before, have you.”

Kurt shook his head. Dave certainly had never brought him to such a place. He’d heard about, read about, dog and pony play, but other than pictures, he hadn’t really ever experienced it. The clubs he’d frequented during his play rehearsals had been more bars with dance floors as opposed to actual clubs.

“Oh boy, this is going to be a fun night,” Blaine smiled and kissed him quickly. He was about to give both of their jackets over to the coat check when he felt an unexpected hand on his shoulder. He spun quickly, then grinned. “Mike!” he exclaimed. He pulled the muscular dancer in for a hug.

Mike Chang wrapped both arms around Blaine and hugged him tightly. “We have a booth over on the other side of the room. Tina and I will be sitting most of the night, so your jackets will be safe with us.” He was yelling to be heard above the music.

“Great!” Blaine exclaimed. He turned to Kurt, who nodded a silent greeting to Mike, his smile warm. “Let’s go have some fun!”

They were the last of their group into the club, and followed Mike over to the booth where his very, very pregnant submissive wife Tina sat comfortably, dressed in a beautiful asymmetrical black and white dress that flowed over her prominent baby bump.

“Tina!” Kurt exclaimed. He settled gingerly into the booth beside her, pulling her into a gentle hug. “It’s been forever!”

“I know!” she responded. “Been getting ready for the little one!”

“When are you due?” Kurt asked, surprised when she grabbed his hand and pressed it to her stomach. His eyes widened as the baby inside rolled and kicked.

“Any day now,” she said. “Literally. I think Mike’s hoping the bass beat breaks my water tonight. Me, I could think of better ways to end the evening, but I do want her out, that’s for sure.”

Kurt smiled. “It’s so good to see you. You look beautiful.”

“Thanks,” she smiled warmly and kissed his cheek. “So do you. So handsome. Go on, go dance. We can catch up later.”

Kurt gratefully got up from the booth, his bottom aching. Closer to the speakers now, the bass beat went through his body, and he grimaced as it increased the pain in his backside. He automatically put his hands behind him to press against his rear, when he caught Blaine’s eye. His Dom was doing the exact same thing. They both dropped their hands, realizing they were in public, and began to laugh.

“Let’s go get you a drink,” Blaine said. “You deserve it.” He twined his fingers through Kurt’s and tugged him over toward one of the club’s three bars. He was surprised to see a sign on the bar stating that only Dominants could order drinks. “Well, I’m glad I set that as a requirement for the evening,” he teased Kurt.

“I don’t understand, Sir,” Kurt murmured. “I thought subs had the same rights, except their jobs and stuff.” Despite being a Broadway star, he truly was innocent of a lot of the ways between subs and Doms.

“It’s for your safety,” the bartender said, noting the look on the submissive’s face. He leaned over, speaking to both of them. “In our experience, submissives aren’t…capable of moderation, especially submissives who are in subspace. Plus, as you know, in a place like this, you have to have a Dominant to speak for you, thus, only Dominants can order drinks. So!” he looked at Blaine. “What’ll you have?”

“What do you think we should have?” Blaine asked his submissive.

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Kurt smirked, having thought about this since the Lilac Switch episode at the apartment. “Sir, I think, since it’s close to Christmas and all, that you require a…Candy Cane.” Blaine wrinkled his nose. “You don’t like that? How about a….Cane and Abel? A….Citizen Cane? Or, my personal favorite, a Cane Toad.” He put an unnecessary emphasis on the word cane in each of the drink names.

“You are pushing it,” Blaine laughed. “Really pushing it.” He rubbed his nose against Kurt’s. “Fine.” He looked at the bartender. “I’ll have a Candy Cane, and he’ll have a…” he gave Kurt a wink. “A Royal Spanking.”

The bartender laughed. He whipped up both drinks in a flash, then leaned over again to talk to Blaine after taking his cash. “A word of caution, my friend. There are some rough sorts that frequent this place on fetish nights…you might want to keep your sub on a shorter leash. He’s a bit independent, if you know what I mean?”

Blaine nodded. This time, he didn’t take offense to the caution. “Thanks,” he said. He looked at Kurt. “Be on your best behavior tonight,” he said. He handed Kurt his drink. “That’s one.”

“That’s one,” Kurt echoed.

“To us,” Blaine said, lifting his glass.

“To us,” Kurt repeated, touching his glass to Blaine’s. He took a sip. “This is good,” he said appreciatively.

“Mmm-hmm,” Blaine smiled. “Let’s take these to the table and go dance. Tina will make sure that no one adds anything to them.”

They took a second, then third sip of their drinks as they sauntered back to the table, hand in hand. Once they’d dropped the drinks off with Tina, Blaine drew his submissive out onto the dance floor. Kurt showed off his dancing skills, and Blaine ground against him teasingly, keeping anyone else from even getting close to his sub. Kurt, for his part, only had eyes for Blaine, not even noticing when Nick and Jeff joined them.

Blaine grinned as Nick and Jeff joined in the dance, helping to fend off the men who naturally gravitated toward Kurt. It was amazing, really. He was completely unaware, completely unaffected by the presence of strange men. No, Kurt was oblivious, still a little in subspace, and letting the music flow through him, banishing all thought.

They all danced together until they needed a break, and went back to the booth to catch up with Mike and Tina, who were sitting there with Wes and Sophie. David and Carmen had disappeared some time ago, and privately, Blaine was certain where they were, but he didn’t mention it to any of the others. There were reasons the bathrooms were unisex in the club on fetish nights.

Kurt finished his drink, sitting silently beside Blaine. “Sir?” he asked quietly, speaking directly into Blaine’s ear. “May I go look around a bit?”

“Just don’t get into any trouble,” Blaine smiled. “And call me if you need me, I’ll be right here but my phone’s on vibrate if you get lost. It’s a bit crazy in here.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Kurt leaned in and kissed Blaine lightly. “I’ll be back soon.”

“Sounds good,” Blaine squeezed his hand. “Have fun.”

After walking around the dance floor, taking in all the people dancing, and the couples doing nearly indecent things to one another, Kurt wandered into another room of the club, needing a breather from the constant energy on the dance floor. Out there, it was nearly wall-to-wall people and his sore ass kept getting bumped. His eyes went wide as saucers when he realized that he’d wandered into the dungeon of the club.

His gut reaction was to back out, go back to the dance floor, crowds be damned. But then, he took a closer look into the room. What he saw truly intrigued him. He stepped closer, and was silently guided to a spectator’s area by a Dom dressed in black and carrying a rather harmful looking whip coiled on his side.

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He watched, fascinated, as a female Dom was working over her male submissive. The first thing Kurt noticed was that the man was naked. Not a stitch, other than his cuff, covered even an inch of his gorgeous, fit body. The only other things he wore couldn’t be called clothing. Kurt would put most of them into the realm of torture devices. For starters, he was cuffed to a St. Andrew’s cross, standing nearly on his toes to maintain the posture desired by his Dom. Nipple clamps made both of the sub’s tiny nipples distended and a deep red, almost purple. A long chain connected them, dangling just above the man’s navel. He was tanned and muscular, Kurt would venture to call him ripped. Beautiful.

He had a gag in his mouth, spreading his lips thickly around the phallic-shaped device. But none of that really shocked Kurt. No, what took Kurt by complete surprise, and had had him stepping forward, was the way the man’s cock and balls were being tortured. A hook and chain were connected to a ring pierced through the man’s frenulum, and weights were attached to the end of the chain. A ring locked around his balls held a similar weight on a chain. Kurt couldn’t believe the amount of stretching that was occurring. Not that he knew how long the man’s cock was normally, but it seemed to be stretched to abnormal proportions. How could that be comfortable? He tilted his head to the side, trying to figure out how it was even possible.

A cackling laugh brought him out of his revelry. The woman, the Dom, had taken off her high heels, leaving her standing a good eight inches shorter than her submissive. She took one of the blood red heels and hooked the stiletto over the chain connecting the nipple rings. The toe of the shoe bounced against the submissive’s cock when she pulled it back and dropped it.

His pained gasp wasn’t enough for her. She pulled another weight out of her toy bag, and dropped it into the toe of the stiletto. “That’s better,” came her voice. The only response came from the whimpering submissive, who was in obvious pain.

Kurt frowned. The man wasn’t in subspace. His Dom picked up a leather flogger and swung it at her sub’s cock, at his thighs, and down his legs. Every time it hit her high heel, her submissive moaned in pain, writhing against the cross.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed open, and locked on Kurt’s. Automatically, Kurt offered a sympathetic smile and a tiny finger-wave. The submissive nodded and wiggled his own fingers in acknowledgement.

The Dom froze. Slowly, she turned to face Kurt, an evil sneer on her pretty face. She crooked a finger at Kurt, beckoning him over. Kurt took a tentative step forward, willing to talk to the woman, to find out more.

Suddenly, Kurt found himself spun around and hoisted over a strong shoulder.. He squeaked in indignation at being manhandled, even as a muscular arm wrapped around his thighs. Whoever was carrying him turned and strode out of the dungeon, leaving a seething Dom in his wake.

“Lose something, Blainers?” the man asked, setting Kurt on his feet and spinning him to face Blaine, who was standing near the group‘s table chatting with Wes and David. Kurt stumbled into his Dom, dizzy and unsteady due to the speed and multiple position changes of the last few seconds.

“Did I…” Blaine looked up into the face of the security guard who had brought Kurt out of the dungeon. “Flint!” he exclaimed.

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Suddenly, the tall security guard was swarmed by former Warblers. Wes, David, Nick, and Jeff hugged the man.

Gripping Kurt around the waist, Blaine looked up at his old glee mate. "Flint, what the hell are you doing here?" he took in the dark polo shirt with the club emblem embroidered on the breast, "Are you working here?"

“Guilty as charged,” the former beat-boxing Warbler grinned. “Finishing my PhD in Economics at NYU and needed an evening job. Anyway, Blaine, you’d better keep a closer eye on this one. Going to get himself in a lot of trouble.”

Blaine frowned. “What happened?” he asked, even as the Dom from the dungeon stalked over, still barefoot, looking absolutely furious.

“I want him,” she said, pointing at Kurt. “He broke into my scene. He communicated with my sub. I’m going to take my single-tail to him, and make him pay for distracting my sub.”

Kurt looked confused, astonished, and quite scared as he slid behind Blaine. “I don’t understand,” he whispered.

“What’s there to understand?” she spat, practically screaming. “You inserted yourself into my scene. Which means you’re now part of it. So come with me and take your punishment like a man.” She held out her hand, fully expecting Kurt to be handed over.

Blaine shook his head. “No,” he said. “Not a chance.” He reached behind him, squeezing Kurt’s hand.

“My scenes are what bring people into this club!” she screeched, stomping her foot. “Until stupid little boys interrupt them ‘cause they haven’t been trained by their half-wit Doms!”

Santana stepped in, having seen everything from the dance floor. “Lynette!” she exclaimed, spinning the irate Dom to face her. She slapped the woman across the face. “Your scene skills rank somewhere between tying your shoelaces and not choking to death on your own drool! You have no right calling anyone a half-wit when on a good day you have a hard time aspiring to quarter-wit. In fact, I’d liken you to a lobotomy grenade. When you go off, you spread fuckwittedness like shrapnel. Now go away and leave my family alone.”

“This one’s in your family, Santana?” the woman spat.

"Yes Lynette, they all in my family. You want to make something of it?" Santana made a lunging feint at the other woman and smirked when she flinched.

Lynette started to make a retort when Flint stepped in. "Lynnie, just go back to your sub and finish your scene, we've got a line waiting to use the cross and Cole can‘t be too comfortable left alone in there. I'll reset the timer for you to make up for the interruption."

"No!" Lynette pointed directly at Kurt who tried to make himself look small behind Blaine. "I want baby boy hiding back there, he's what 18-19? Not even old enough to be in here, I’d wager. I want to wipe the innocence off his pretty face."

Kurt straightened up and mouthed back at the irate Dom, "Hey! I'll have you know I'm twenty-four, almost twenty-five! And I'll also have you know I'm not that inno…" Kurt trailed off as he watched the look that came over his Dom's face as Blaine silently warned him to shut up. "I...um...I'm gonna be quiet now...." he swallowed hard and looked at his toes.

"No Lynnie, you're going to go back to doing whatever you were doing. I'd hate to have to ask you to leave." Flint said leveling a look at the Dom.

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Lynette looked at the group and sneered, "I'll go back, but if I see pretty come near me again I call rights to use him as I see fit. And Santana, you know you and your little group of minions won't be able to do a damned thing about it."

Santana inspected her nails, feigning boredom. "Go crawl back into your grave you wannabe ghoul. Jeez! I keep telling my Evil Minions they need to fill the mouth with garlic after pounding in the stake, but do they listen? Noooo…” She sighed heavily. “....like I said before, go away."

Lynette opened her mouth to retort, but Blaine had other ideas.

“Look,” he said, holding up a hand, interrupting the conversation. “Let me handle this, okay? He’s my sub. But humiliation is a hard limit for him. So I’ll handle it in private.” He looked at Kurt. “Let’s go,” he said, taking his sub by the hand.

“Home?” Kurt asked, his voice small as he frowned. He was going to be punished for not understanding a rule that had never been explained to him? And what would Blaine do? His ass was already striped. Maybe they’d go wash his mouth out again. He could handle that, if he had to.

“No,” Blaine shook his head. “Upstairs.” There was a railing that surrounded the dance floor, on the second floor of the club, and there were a number of private alcoves.

“Okay,” Kurt nodded. He took Blaine’s hand, putting all his trust into the other man. Blaine led him to a staircase and up the stairs. “Sir, I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I didn’t know…”

“Shh,” Blaine said, offering a reassuring smile over his shoulder as he pulled Kurt into a dark alcove in a corner. “You never talk to someone involved in a scene,” he said quietly.

“But I didn’t,” Kurt said. “You gotta believe me, Sir! Her sub, he caught my eye while I was watching, and he was in so much pain, and it didn’t look like good pain, and…” Kurt took a deep breath. “When he met my eye, I literally did this,” he imitated his finger-wave from a few minutes before. “And he did the same. And then she turned around, and made the ‘come here’ motion. And that’s when Flint grabbed me.”

Blaine nodded. “Alright. Let’s rephrase my earlier comment. You never communicate with anyone in a scene unless you want to join in. And you’re not allowed to join in,” he said. “It’s against our rules.”

“Yes, Sir. I’m very sorry,” Kurt said. “Are you going to make me go home again? What did you choose for punishment?”

I hope you enjoyed this! Next part should be up pretty quickly, within a day or two. Please review!

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Ooh! I *knew* Kurt was going to get himself in trouble wandering around by himself! But I blame Blaine, at least in past - he knew Kurt had no experience with clubs like this, especially on fetish night, and he was even warned about it. He should never have let Kurt go off unescorted. Can't wait to see how Blaine is going to handle this.

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Sorry Blaine but you are a jerk, you can't punish Kurt for something he didn't hell no, wrong, all wrong... Poor Kurt.

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I hope I'm not wrong otherwise I'll be really pissed at Blaine again but I don't think he's planning to punish Kurt at all.

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Poor baby boy. So innocent.

Loved the chapter, as always. God, and I adore our Santana, her bitching people out is always my favourite thing^^ Well, apart from Kurt and Blaine, that is.

And Kurt in his sub state is really really sweet. I missed that a little bit, glad to see it's coming back :) Looking forward to the next chappy

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But Kurt didn't deserve the punishment. How could he know he was breaking the rule when it had been nonexistant at that time? It's not like Blaine had given Kurt sheet of paper with the rules in this club before they went there. Besides Blaine was totally irresponsible when he let Kurt, who is still in near subspace state, wander around the club alone, especially after all warnings he had got. Sometimes I wonder where he has his head... He isn't inexpirenced Dom, so what is his excuse?

I really like this chapter although it was hard to read about stables or that poor, tortured sub. I love Kurt from the end of this chapter - so contrite and sweet.

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I find it curious everyone is assuming Blaine is going to punish Kurt...

... that said, I am surprised Blaine did not sit down with Kurt while they were at home (noisy shiny clubs are not the best place for a frank conversation about club etiquette) and make sure he knew what the rules were. Or did he assume they were covered in his sub classes at WMHS?

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Oh Thalia..
I normally love this fic..but I feel it's getting derailed into making Kurt and Blaine into idiots to further the plot. Blaine had begged the other doms to keep an eye on Kurt, been warned by the bartender directly and he let Kurt just wander off? Um, have to call bs on that. Totally out of character. He'd seen how confused Kurt was by the stables, which are tame compared to things he could run into. I feel he would have been there to supervise Kurt's experiences and to answer questions he might have.
Love you and adore your writing ability and the only reason I'm posting this critique is you've been open to them before. Please let Blaine and Kurt stop working against one another and have them work with each other again.
Again, love you and love your AU.

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Finally caught up! I've been trying to catch up with this fic for a few days now and I love it :D :D :D

I've been reading on my phone so I haven't been able to review, but I think your writing is fantastic! Especially with how quickly you write. That's incredible to me because I myself am so slow.

I've had my fair share of disagreements with Blaine over the course of this fic, and maybe it's because I'm a sub myself and see things better through Kurt's eyes, but I really hope he doesn't punish Kurt for this. If he does I hope it's not too harsh. I feel like Kurt was completely innocent in this. He really was just offering some small comfort and politeness to a fellow sub. In Kurt's mind, there was nothing more too it. We all saw Kurt's ignorance to the way some things work earlier on, so it's not surprising he didn't know this either.

In my personal opinion I think they should just have a stern talk about things. Maybe Blaine should educate Kurt a little more on the workings of the club, since Kurt really did go out there with no warning whatsoever of what he could run into. It's not anyone's fault, just an unfortunate circumstance, but I don't think Kurt should be punished for not respecting rules he didn't know were there. I also think Blaine will be hesitant to punish Kurt what with all of the problems they've been having, since before I think he was a little trigger-happy with punishment.

I trust that whatever you do with this will make sense in the long run, because you always have a plan :) Thanks for sharing such a great fic with us

---Iggy xoxox

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If they can see the alcoves from the dance floor won't that mean Kurt's punishment can be seen by all the people on the dance floor level? What about the humiliation hard line? Blaine can't be planning on pushing that hard so soon can he?

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I was the one who said, a couple of chapters ago, that this story and this claim is all (or mostly) about punishment.. I hope this won't be another punishment 'cause I'm very tired of them! Plus, it's not even right.. Kurt can't be punished for something he doesn't intended to do! It's only a mistake! Mmm... It's like you wanna just make this story wordy.. (I'm telling you this cause I'm still reading and I will keep reading until the end. I'm already bonded to the story! But you could be better thought..)

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Maybe Kurt will get punished and maybe he won't. It does follow what the original prompter wanted.

Focus on aftercare
Blaine being completely oblivious to Kurt's sub nature until they'll living together.
If even after they get together Kurt's still hardheaded and sassy which results in frequent punishment.
Punishments other than spanking (especially corner time, loss of privileges, and early bedtime)

Going by the prompt even if Blaine had told Kurt about the rules, Kurt would have to be hard headed or overpowered by curiosity in order to get himself in trouble. I'm curious on what the punishment is going to be to make it different.

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oi, Blaine, WHY would you let Kurt go off by himself when you know he's never been to a club like this before and he's still not totally himself???

Answer: because Thali is an awesome writer who enjoys tugging at our Klaine feels! lol

honestly I love how out of his depth Kurt feels in this chapter, with the stables and watching that scene. Hoping for a long conversation between him and Blaine about things other people do but aren't a part of their relationship.

Can't wait to see what happens next! Most people seem to be thinking punishment but Blaine didn't say he'd punish Kurt he said he'd handle the situation. Although Kurt did get mouthy with that other Dom after Blaine told him to play nice tonight.

I don't know!! I will now stop guessing and just wait for another update to answer all my questions, lol.

~E

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I loved this update. I had a feeling Kurt was going to get himself into trouble.

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Ok so I was seriously worried when Lynette came up and demanded that Kurt be handed over. I never expected Blaine to actually do it but I thought it was like the rules of the club or something that would have been hard to avoid.

But when Santana turned around and just tore her down - that was fantastic. I cheered greatly at that. "Your scene skills rank somewhere between tying your shoelaces and not choking to death on your own drool!" That line had me practically crying with laughter.

And I felt really sorry for the sub in Lynette's scene. How you described him in the scene, in pain and not in subspace. That's tore some heartstrings, I'll tell you that.

I do hope they get everything sorted out ok for now though - because these boys so need a night to just be themselves without worry. What with the past few weeks for them, no Dominating or submitting, Burt's punishment, Blaine's caning, I reckon they need so much time to be the wonderful couple that they are.

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I loved santana in this, way to back up our boys :) I love kurt in his subby state, and I hope to see more of that. Speaking of which, I hope that instead of punishment blaine maybe just brings kurt into subspace in the alcove to make him feel safe, since he's probably a little thrown off by the club. Above all else in this fic I'm praying that the classes get them more in sync, letting blaine be a stronger dom and kurt finding comfort in submission. Also I cannot wait until their christmas presents ;) I look forward to seeing blaine dominate kurt in a powerful, sexual way that makes them both feel amazing :)

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If you ever edit this to post it somewhere in its entirety or something, perhaps you could add to the interchange when Kurt asks if he can go wander off by himself. It really didn't make sense when he simply asked and Blaine basically said "Bye, have fun" with only the instruction to call him if he needed him.

Blaine saw how unfamiliar Kurt was with this kind of club and anything that goes on there, and how unprepared he was for anything he might encounter. He'd been warned by every single staff member he encountered that he should keep his sub even closer than they were at the time which was right next to each other. All of those warnings along with Blaine making sure all the Doms would keep close tabs on Kurt for him really worked well to set up anticipation of danger and possible trouble. That was great and there were so many ways that they could get separated at that crowded club, and so many ways Blaine could have assumed that one of the many Doms in their group was still with Kurt while that Dom would be assuming that another one of them was still with him, etc. There are a lot of ways they could have gotten themselves ino the same exact situation in much more compelling ways that would also be much more in character for Blaine. Actually it wasn't really so much that it was out of character for Blaine to just say "sure go ahead" but it's more that it was out of place in the chapter. Blaine had just made a big deal of making sure that all of the Doms woul help him keep an eye on Kurt for him at all times. Then he received all of the warnings from every staff member. Then he just without any pause or concern said yes to Kurt wandering around completely alone and out of sight of any of them before any of them had even taken a look around yet. If he thought it woul b a good idea to let him get into trouble to test his own ability to push his boundaries or something, I think then it was out of character for Blaine because he obviously has some knowledge of what goes on at these clubs on fetish night and therefore would know that Kurt could actually get seriously hurt. Anyway... If you do someday edit this amazing story, it would be compelling and interesting if you wanted to change that part of it so that they got separated in a way that Blaine didn't make happen so readily and pretty neglectfully. I'm excited for the next part to see if Blaine was going to say something about this very thing anyway! And if he's going to punish Kurt for talking back to Lynnette instead of letting Blaine handle it, or if he's going to use the time alone in an alcove to educate Kurt about things that he should have educated Kurt about the club culture before they went there, or if he'll use the time alone to play a bit, or.... Ooh there are so many cool possibilities!

Also: I hope you get an AWESOME job, not just a job! I did a stint at Target while looking for a "real" job back in my field and it was enjoyable even if it didn't make enough to live on in this area if you're not a kid living with your parents, so I know about taking a job, any job when you have to. But if that happens then the awesome job will be just around the corner!

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Eeeee! So excited!

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Tor those coming in on the ~Keeping you up to date on Glee WIPs~ Tumblr blog....

Chapter 93 is up

http://gleedsm.livejournal.com/951.html?thread=719543#t719543

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