A man took the stage first. She’d seen him at the café before but never wearing what he wore now—a black cowboy hat, black leather vest, black pants, and black boots, though they looked more military than cowboy.
“I see some familiar faces and some new faces.” He glanced at her for a split second. “My brothers and I will be demonstrating Shibari for you tonight. How many of you are familiar with Shibari?”
A few hands went up.
“Excellent. Let me start with a warning. Please do not try this at home until you have proper training. Seriously, if you don’t know how to tie a half hitch to save your life, you won’t be able to safely bind your sub in the manner you are about to see demonstrated. That said…”
“There’s more to this stuff than I thought…Sir,” she whispered to Wade.
He smiled at the last word. “More than you can even imagine, sweetheart.”
The instructor motioned for his two brothers, who were dressed in the same attire as he, at the side of the stage. They moved behind a curtain that Mac hadn’t noticed before. When they came back into view, they weren’t alone. One of them carried a naked woman onto the stage. Her hair was short, very short, and blonde.
Mac guessed her to be about the same age as she was. Once again, she thought of what it might be like to be so exposed, with all eyes looking at her. What would it feel like? Would she be excited? Calm? Fearful?
As the brother with the microphone continued to talk about Shibari, Mac watched his two brothers place the naked female on a metal chair in the center of the stage. They parted her legs, opening her most private parts up for the audience to see. A single blonde strip of hair adorned the woman’s pussy.
“Always have at least two EMT shears with you before beginning any type of bondage play. Always.”
As if on cue, his brothers held up the scissors for the audience to see. The seriousness and care with how these men were approaching this with the woman stunned and pleased Mac. Sex had always been bumbling at best in her experience. This was elegant and intentional.
“The choice of rope for this type of bondage is varied, but we prefer…”
Mesmerized by all of it and imagining what the sub on display was feeling, Mac’s insides began to quake.
“Let’s show them that knot one more time, please. My brothers are very skilled and fast, but they need to slow down a bit for you to get the full effect.”
The one closest to him nodded. There was no animosity, no anger. The three men wanted to share. So did the woman. The two men operating the ropes proceeded to tie their sub’s arms behind her back in slow motion while the guy on the microphone continued his instruction.
Time and space seemed to meld into something new here at The Masters’ Chambers, on this stage, in this chair.
The man’s words didn’t seep in as much as what the actual demonstration did. As his brothers continued tying the woman up in the long red ropes
, dizziness took hold of Mac. The sub’s breasts were wrapped in a way that made them jut out. Subtly, the men pinched their woman’s nipples every so often, followed by the blonde licking her lips. Clearly, this woman was on fire.
“This can place the submissive into subspace…”
Mac found herself licking her own lips in unison with the woman.
Wade squeezed her neck. “What do you think so far?” he asked in a hushed tone.
“Amazing,” she breathed. “I can’t imagine what she’s feeling being onstage.”
“Easy now. Don’t be too anxious to get up on the stage.”
Her jaw dropped. “I didn’t mean I wanted to get up there.”
“Not tonight, but maybe one day.” He moved his free hand to her thigh, claiming it with splayed fingers. “Definitely not ready for the stage, doll, but I’ve got a surprise for you later.”
Her pussy betrayed her, soaking her panties.
Someone sat in the chair next to her, but she didn’t turn to see, unable to peel her eyes away from the utter beauty on the stage.
“Enjoying yourself?” a familiar voice asked, causing her to whip her head around.
Austin Wilde sat next to her, reminding her of her mission—finding Trent.
Chapter Six