All He Desires: The Invitation (#1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

to put in place. First, you're here either because you were invited or happened to come across an ad in the paper. Your being here now is a privilege.” He stepped to the side and gestured to the man and woman who were busy talking amongst themselves. “By now, you've probably noticed the couple behind me. Try to ignore them for the time being while they set up. I'll be explaining everything in a short while. If you haven't done so already, turn your cell phones off. I ask that you keep all questions until the end of the demo.”
    A demo? I glanced around the room, noticing a few screens lighting up as individuals took out their cell phones, likely to turn them off. Returning my attention to the stage, I had to wonder what they had planned. By now, there was more than enough rope to build a yarn ball that would make any cat happy.
    I exhaled when the woman untied her robe, letting it fall to her feet. Underneath the thin layer of clothing, she was completely nude. My heart skipped a beat. I know what this is. I'd read about it. Hell, I'd even fantasized about it. It was the same reason why Dennis had bought those cuffs along with bed restraints. He's a...a...
    “I'm Master Logan,” my client said, “and this is Master Devlin and his lovely wife, Marisa. In tonight's demo we'll be covering safe rope play. A lot has been confused in fiction these days, so we're trying to do demos more than we did a year ago. Bondage can be a very powerful thing, but it must be treated with respect. Like all things, there is a right and wrong way to bind the one you love.”
    He's a dom... Holy fuck, the man that had been coming to my kitchen was...a dom. I shivered, and while my mind told me to run, my feet were planted firmly on the ground.
    As the couple took their places, Logan continued to address the crowd, all the while looking in my direction.
    “Now, there are two different kinds of rope that are acceptable for rope play—nylon and cotton. The kind you use will all comes down to what you plan to do with it. I personally prefer nylon as it's softer and you can untie the knots instead of having to cut your sub out, as you usually have to do with cotton. However, with nylon, the knots tend to slip unless you're a good knotsman such as myself and Master Devlin here. That said, your mileage may vary.”
    “Yeah,” Devlin scoffed. “But I still prefer cotton. Gives me a good reason to do some knife play after we're done.”
    “See what I mean, folks? To each their own. We're only concerned about rope play for this evening though.” My client, Logan, picked up one of the ropes, running it through his fingers. “Now, until you and your sub, or partner, get comfortable with rope play, I suggest using rope that's three-eighths of an inch thick. It's a decent size, and once you've gotten used to it, you can then decide if you want to go thicker or not. Some doms prefer a thick rope so it covers more area. Others prefer to expose as much skin as possible. Again, this all comes down to personal preference.”
      As he spoke, Devlin and Marisa stepped back a bit. I watched, fascinated by the long length of rope and how Devlin was masterfully capable of tying various knots without getting tangled in it himself. The rope must've been at least forty feet long.
    He started by folding the rope in half and tying a knot, that, by the look of it, sat against the nape of her neck. Once each end of the rope was draped over either of her shoulders, Devlin then tied a knot between Marisa's breasts. Followed by another, and finally a third. I shivered when I realized the third knot was placed right over Marisa's clit.
    She squirmed when Devlin ordered her to turn around. As she did, I couldn't ignore the smile on his face or the grin on Logan's. They may have been binding her with rope, but from where I was standing, she didn't seem to mind it at all.
    It's hard to say how many knots he'd tied by the time the rope play became something more. It