“Oh, I know exactly.”
***
On the main floor the party was in full swing. Not a piece of heavy equipment was empty while a couple of impromptu play stations had been set up here and there. At the bar we spotted Dena and Spencer. Another lady was with them. Ben led me over there, my leash firmly in hand. The closer we got I noticed Spencer too had a leash that was attached to a collar around Dena’s throat. Her hair was tousled, and she also was without her mask. She quietly sipped on a drink while Spencer and the other woman talked, apparently another dom friend of his.
Dena’s face was flushed and her nervousness gone. It was like she had at last found her natural element. We hugged each other, promising to tell all later. But then both of our leashes were tugged and we found ourselves st
