Leather and Lace: Part 1 "Have Another Serving of BDSM Bondage" (BDSM Discoveries Series) Read Free Page B

the geographic center of their back yard holding a coffee cup. Mark had made it to the back door before she even started to move. He stood inside the closed glass door and just smiled. Expecting her to take off running for the door, or the guesthouse, Mark looked shocked when Diane dumped out the last of her coffee and stretched. Arms high to the sky, Diane felt very alive. She leisurely strolled towards the back door, enjoying the look on Marks face. Lawn mowers hummed on this beautiful Saturday morning. Diane knew Mike Reese would be out trimming his yard or something. She did not care. Diane walked up to the sliding glass door and found Mark had locked it. She peered in and saw him sitting in the dining room sipping his coffee. Mark looked up at her with an evil grin. Diane smiled back, knowing the front door wasn't locked. She walked around the corner of the house, pausing to check for passing cars or neighbors and walked to the door and stepped inside. Mark burst into laughter. Diane walked over to him, bent down and gave him a kiss and a naughty squeeze to the outline in his shorts.
    "I am not the same person I was yesterday Mister."
    "I can see. As a matter of fact, everyone could have seen!"
    Mark's comment followed Diane as she headed up the steps to take another shower.
    "Four?!"
    Lia seemed almost shocked.
    "Four at one time!"
    "Yes, it was the most incredible thing I have ever experienced."
    Lia took out a cigarette, lit it and drew a deep breath.
    "Well, tell me all about it, and I do mean all!"
    Diane shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Donatello's was a very nice bistro style restaurant. It was Mark and Diane's favorite. They had met Lia and Charles at the bar here four years ago. Mark and Charles were both lawyers, on opposite sides. One is a defense attorney the other a prosecutor. They hit it off immediately. For Diane and Lia it was a different story. Diane thought Lia was uppity, and Diane seemed aloof to Lia. It took some time, but they have since become the closest of friends. They share everything, but Diane was not sure about this.
Should I tell her everything?
    "I mean there's a lot to tell, and, well, it's a little embarrassing."
    After a long pause Lia spoke up.
    "Earth to Di, Hello?"
    "Sorry, I was just thinking."
    "I bet you were. So out with it!"
    "Not here, I would hate for prying ears to overhear, let's go to the house for some coffee."
    Lia and Diane stood, paid their bill and took the fifteen minute drive to Diane's house, making small talk, and generally avoiding the subject hanging in the air.
    Diane placed the tray of coffee and cookies on the table and took a seat across from Lia and took a deep breath.
    "Well, what do you want to know?"
    "Everything! Spill the beans! Who was there?"
    "Mark and three other men, that's all I know for sure."
    Diane spoke in an almost lecture style.
    "You don't know who they were!?"
    Lia was shocked but intrigued. Diane went on to tell the whole story as best she could. She told her about the notes, the outfits, the candles, and the mystery. Diane told her about entering the guesthouse, taking her seat, Mark approaching.
    "You should have seen him in that vest and those shorts."
    Lia just rolled her eyes. She knew how good Mark could look. She was the reason Mark wasn't supposed to wear those shorts out of the house. Lia made a comment to Diane about seeing him at the gym. The comment included words such as "Hunk" "Stud" and "Hubba Hubba." Diane made a rule about those shorts. Diane went on to give explicit detail about the restraints, the blindfold, couch, table, footstool, eight hands, four tongues, four hard members, and more orgasms than she could count.
    "Lia, I can't explain all the feeling I had that night. Fear, excitement, joy, trepidation, anticipation . . ."
    "Don't forget overwhelming pleasure!"
    "Yes, there was that!"
    Diane laughed to release the tension she was feeling. Diane took Lia upstairs and showed her the outfit she had worn.
    "Yes,