I was walking around the Friday night mixer at the local underground bondage clubhouse. There were more booths than normal and more people also. I watched a rope tying exhibition for a while. The lady had on tight shorts and a long sleeved form fitting blouse.
The rope work was excellent. It also highlighted her form as well as restrained her. The rope bra caused the blouse to cling even tighter to her breasts. The tents made by her hard nipples, showed how much she was enjoying the experience. The rope panties gave her an excellent camel toe.
I turned to move to the next booth and froze. My younger sister was standing close to the counter. Her attention was on the young woman wearing cuffs and strung up on a wide spreader bar with a shorter one between her ankles. She also had on shorts and a blouse. No nudity was getting to be a theme lately.
Kala, my sister, had on a short leather vest and a short black wrap around skirt. I smiled at the cuffs on her wrists and ankles. They were the cheap Velcro ones with the fake padlocks. She also had on a similar collar. The dog bone gag hanging around her neck was of better quality.
I eased up behind her and cleared my throat. She jumped and spun around to run into me. I grabbed her by the upper arms and steadied her. It took her a few seconds to get her feet under her. I had never seen her in heels before. I didn't think she had much experience wearing them.
"Chuck, uh, what, uh, are you doing here?"
"I was going to ask you the same thing," I replied with a big smile. "I love the outfit."
Her eyes went to my dark gray dress shirt and black slacks. "Uh, you're dressed a little different yourself."
"My usual twice a month get up for meetings," I replied with a wink.
"Uh, how long have you been coming to these things?"
Before I could reply, a friend of mine showed up to slip an arm around my waist. She kissed me on the cheek and looked at my sister. "Who is this beautiful newbie?"
"This is Kala and yes, I think she is a newbie but we hadn't got that far yet," I replied and looked at my sister. "This is Rita, a playmate of mine."
Kala's eyes had been on Rita. She was taking in the gold collar around her neck and the loose fitting silk sheath dress that ended just above her knees. The main thing that held her attention were the knee high boots with spiked heels.
Her eyes jumped up to Rita's face. With a slight blush she said, "Yes, this is only my second time to something like this."
Rita smiled and said, "Are you a submissive? It is so hard to tell at times. You're dressed like one."
"I, uh, I," Kala stammered and looked at me quickly.
With raised eyebrows, I said, "I was wondering the same thing."
Rita licked her lips and whispered, "I'd love to top her, even if I am a bottom."
"Top? Bottom?" Kala whispered and then groaned as what the older woman meant filter through her nervousness.
"Maybe I can arrange something," I said to Rita and my sister's eyes grew very wide.
Rita looked at me and asked, "Is she a playmate of yours?"
"Not yet," I replied with a wink at my sister.
Kala groaned deeply and Rita chuckled. "I think she likes that idea."
"I, I, I'm his sister," Kala blurted out.
"Chuck, I didn't know you were that kinky," Rita said looking at me hard.
"Not yet, but you never know about me," I replied as I held eye contact with my sister.
Kala groaned again and looked away quickly.
Rita laughed and leaned closer to me to whispered, "Call me, in either case."
"Will do," I said as she turned and walked away.
Kala's eyes followed Rita. A moment later, she looked at me and then looked away again. "I need to go home," she said quickly.
"What interested you so much about the lady behind you?" I asked, ignoring what she said about going home.
She looked over her shoulder and then turned halfway around. She shook her head and then sighed. "The bars at her wrists and ankles."
"Spreader bars," I supplied. "They come in all sizes and types."
Kala's eyes went over the display to either side of the woman. "I'll have to look them up on the Internet," she said a moment later.
"You could ask me, I know about most of them," I replied with a grin.
Her head snapped around my way. "Where..." she started to ask and then shook her head. "Never mind."
"Rita looks awesome strung up naked like that lady is and looks even better in a set where she is on her knees with her wrist on the same bar as her ankles," I said to see my sister's reaction.
Her eyes went wide as she whispered, "Naked," and then she looked thoughtful for a second. The blush that followed was a deep red. "She, she, she," she stammered and then shivered hard.
"Yeah, that second position does pretty much show everything and allows space to play with it all," I said softly.
Kala groaned long and loud as her hips gave several jerks. I was wondering if she had just come or what as she hurried away in the direction of the exit.
*****
A little while later, I ran into Rita again. She was sitting at a table off to the side and sipping from a coffee mug. I sat down next to her and asked, "What have you got planned for later?"
"What do you have in mind?" She asked in reply.
I smiled and said, "My sister."
"That has my attention."
I chuckled. "She was showing a marked interest in spreader bars."
"You already know they are an interest of mine."
"Oh yeah. You show well in a set," I said and then winked. "Especially in that single bar set."
Rita groaned softly. "That was my first time in that position."
"I think my sister had a small orgasm when I told her about you in that position."
Rita looked at me hard for a second and then shivered. "I wonder if she was thinking of me in that position or herself."
With a soft chuckle, I replied, "There is only one way to find out."
Rita gave out with a soft whimpering moan as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. As I dialed my sister's number I said, "It can be show and tell in either case."
Kala answered her phone. "What do you want?" She asked quickly.
"Are you at home?" I asked in reply.
"I'm sitting in my car in the driveway."
