The echoing made his hair stand on end and he looked around and then laughed at himself. He was giving himself the heebie-jeebies for nothing. The... he heard it, a long, low whistle. It was in the distance but still clear as day. His blood ran cold, he wasn’t alone. Quickening his step, Shane made his way to the exit and rattled at the door. Locked. How in the hell could he leave? He tried another door. And another. The panic was rising within him as another whistle pierced the night, the. "Well that should be ... interesting. To say the least. Uh ... Sierra?" Yes, love?" Why did you tell her that, uh, I am ... um... ?"I could practically feel the blush on his face. "Good? Can't blame a girl for wanting to flaunt what she's got. Isabela's practically green with envy. I couldn't help myself." I giggled, and felt him relax slightly.His hand was still in my hair, and he took advantage to tilt my head a bit and press a kiss to my ear. I cocked my head further, encouraging him, then. Leather straps lay discarded on thefloor ... just what I need! With feather touch, nothing more than butterflykiss, I tie the leather to his wrist and to the bedpost. First one, than theother hand. I smile and move to His feet, which I secure to the bottombedposts. This time I will have Him on my terms! I lie between Hislegs and inhale His warm, male aroma. With closed eyes I touch my cheek to Hisleg, lightly, just feeling soft caress of His heat. Laying on my stomach withmy arms imprisoned. “Well, what’s your pleasure, my sexy mistress?” Patricia asked her new master. She then removed her wedding ring, adding, “As my new master, wear this, since I’ll ‘trust and obey’ you for this weekend. Right, Honey?” My beautiful wife looked to me for approval. I responded, “Hey, a promise is a promise! You must honor it. I’ll be watching and filming!” I winked. What an anniversary!All four of us sat on the now-disheveled bed: two naked red hot sexy goddesses, and two happy, grateful.