The Killer Wore Leather: An S/M Mystery

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Many People Wanted Mack Steel...But Who Wanted Him Dead?

In Manhattan's Grand Sterling Hotel, home of the annual Mr. and Ms. Global Leather contest, last year's hunky but haughty winner lies dead on the floor of his suite, mysteriously wearing only a pair of frilly, bright yellow panties. Cormac "Mack" Steel made a lot of enemies during his year wearing the studded leather sash, not the least being his co-winner Mistress Ravenfyre. But she is not alone—there are over three ...

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Overview


Many People Wanted Mack Steel...But Who Wanted Him Dead?

In Manhattan's Grand Sterling Hotel, home of the annual Mr. and Ms. Global Leather contest, last year's hunky but haughty winner lies dead on the floor of his suite, mysteriously wearing only a pair of frilly, bright yellow panties. Cormac "Mack" Steel made a lot of enemies during his year wearing the studded leather sash, not the least being his co-winner Mistress Ravenfyre. But she is not alone—there are over three thousand attendees from all over the world at this year's event, some of whom had very personal issues with the fallen leather world royalty.

Enter Detective Rebecca Feldblum, who must navigate a world of doms and subs, masters and mistresses, pups and trainers, leather, latex and lingerie, to discover who murdered the late Mack Steel—and hopefully do it before the weekend is over and everyone goes home.

Hailed as "fifty shades of funny," The Killer Wore Leather is a murder mystery only Laura Antoniou could write. In addition to the million-selling Marketplace series of erotic novels, Laura's work has been translated into Spanish, German, Hebrew, Japanese and Korean. She resides in New York City.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Erotica fans will best appreciate Antoniou’s mystery set at a Manhattan convention devoted to BDSM (bondage, discipline, dominance, submission, sadism, masochism). When Cormac “Mack” Steel, the previous year’s winner of the title of Mr. Global Leather, is found in his hotel room stabbed to death with an unusual three-bladed weapon, NYPD Det. Rebecca Feldblum takes on the high-profile case. Personal complications arise after the investigation brings the detective back in touch with a former lover, Trudy, who ended the relationship because Feldblum chose to join “a fascist, patriarchal system of oppression,” i.e., the police. Tongue-in-cheek humor—two organizations have the acronyms PISS and ASS (the Pansexual Institute for Sexual Studies and the American Sexuality Society)—compensates only in part for routine police work. Antoniou (The Marketplace and other erotic novels) is a BDSM scholar. Agent: Lori Perkins, L. Perkins Agency. (Mar.)
From the Publisher

"This is, hands-down, the best novel, in any genre, that I have read in quite a long time. I reveled in the mystery; the MCs were sympathetic and whip-smart (for the most part). The background setting of the "Mr. and Ms. Global Leather (and Bootblack) Contest" is a brilliant device for introducing vanilla readers to the leather, BDSM-lite, and fetishist scenes without, in any way, being heavy-handed, or too much for the ordinary mystery reader to handle."
Rainbow Book Awards

"Written by Laura Antoniou, this murder mystery is set at a very well observed fetish fair. A dry sense of humor permeates the novel and the author clearly knows her subject."
Erotic Trade Only, Issue 115

"Exploring the erotic world of BDSM personalities and leather kinks makes for a lovely whodunit and a much more modern game of Clue."
The Advocate

"Nearly the entire book takes place at the New York hotel where the leather and kink contest is being held, a wise narrative choice that keeps the story contained and gives potential suspects reason to interact with the victim and each other. Antoniou does a fine job translating the leather and kink scene into a difficult setting for the police to navigate."
Foreword Reviews

"The Killer Wore Leather is an amusing and leisurely paced murder mystery that will leave you in stitches and a more informed person about the ever popular BDSM scene."
Night Owl Reviews

Really, if you enjoy mystery novels, want a look into the BDSM lifestyle or are just involved in BDSM yourself, I think you’d really enjoy The Killer Wore Leather.
Pop My Cherry

"Sexy, funny, a swanky procession of leathered-up masters and slaves with names like Mistress Ravenfyre, Lord Laertes, Master Zenu, Wolfboy, Prairie Master and LeatherDreamz – what's not to love?"
Bay Area Reporter

"The Killer Wore Leather lets readers explores the private world of BDSM personalities and leather kinks."
AVN

"Well written, intelligent, laugh-out-loud funny at times, and poignant when it needs to be. It offers a message about tolerance without being heavy-handed, and is an all-around interesting story. If you enjoy mysteries and aren’t afraid of something a little edgy, definitely pick up this book!"
—Chicks Dig Books

"A tremendous amount of care and detail is offered up so that readers can easily slide right into the story. The moment I began this novel, I was swept into the leather world, jam-packed with lots of vivid detail and hilarious, real-world characters. From check-in to murder, from sleuthing for clues to finding true love, the Grand Sterling Hotel is hopping with leather of every persuasion via non-stop entertainment."
—Rose Caraway

"Great characters, excellently told story, unexpected twists and turns, fun dialog … My recommendation is if you like mysteries, get the book. If you are into the Leather scene, get the book. If you are kinky, into D/s, into BDSM, scene sometimes… get the book. If you know how to read, get the book."
Butchtastic

"Anyone who is a fan of mysteries, Laura Antoniou’s writing, looking for a book that revolves around BDSM that isn’t erotica or just looking for an amazing book to read will get a kick out of this!"
—Fox in the Flowers

"Oh my goodness, what a sexy, funny, clever tale Laura Antoniou has managed to collar here! It's a little bit tongue-in-cheek, a little bit knowing-wink, and a little bit eye-opening peek, all depending on how readers orient themselves to the tale."
—Beauty in Ruins

"If you are looking for a mystery that is choc full of humor, knowledge about what really goes on at leather conventions ( I have always wanted to know!) and just a plain great story, then don't miss this seriously funny and captivating read. (Just don't plan on sleeping or getting your deadlines completed on time!)"
—Erzabet Bishop

"The Killer Wore Leather is amazingly right-on with enough acerbic cynicism to capture my attention all the way through."
— Cleo Dubois

"Well paced with fun yet sexy descriptions of every type of fetishist that you are likely to find in the Fetish/BDSM scene. Not lacking in mystery either as I found this light-hearted story still surprisingly gripping. A genius balance of kink, humour and mystery."
— llellsee

"The whodunnit cracks along at a rapid pace with twists and turns, clues and hints. Like all good mysteries, it keeps you guessing right to the end when you exclaim ‘but of course!’ Giving away any more of the story would be a spoiler but, take my word for it, buy the book and settle in for a very enjoyable time.”
Skin Two

"The Killer Wore Leather is a deliciously tongue-in-cheek murder mystery set at a leather convention, allowing readers into this private world of personalities and peccadiloes. The kinkiest game of clue ever with a sex toy as the murder weapon and every leather man and woman lacks an alibi. Cleverly crafted and highly humorous, Antoniou is at her wicked best in this pageturning fetish fest."
Erotica Readers and Writers Association

"Written by lesbian author and fetish specialist Laura Antoniou, this fresh, funny S&M thriller is an astutely observed satire set in a world we know oh-so-well [...] This book is the real kinky deal. Antoniou brings readers into the leather community as only an insider could. Antonio’s brilliant humor doesn’t allow anyone to take themselves too seriously. Seamlessly translating BDSM community customs The Killer Wore Leather has something for everyone, from the mystery reader who has no interest or knowledge about BDSM to the experienced leather person who will delight in the insider jokes. The Killer Wore Leather is a novel that only Laura Antoniou could write."
-Curve Magazine

"If you can’t tell, I really enjoyed this book! I found The Killer Wore Leather hilarious and a decent murder mystery. I think whether you’re a 30-year “Olde Guarde” veteran of the leather bar, or someone who just discovered kink, this book is going to entertain you, as it doesn’t require insider knowledge, but it definitely rewards you if you’re the slightest bit familiar with the titleholder circuit, or Fetlife, or BDSM event scene. This book clocks in at 402 pages, but it is a fast read. I bought the dead tree version, but you can get it in just about any format available… and if the publisher manages to get Karen Ultra-Domme to do the audio version, I’m so there, because I swear I could hear her voice reading this to me the entire time!"
–Chicago Den

"A police procedural with fresh, funny take on the fetish underground."
—James Lear, author of The Back Passage

"If knitters, bibliophiles, and teatotalers can have their mystery mavens, why not the BDSM leather world? And who better to deliver it than Laura Antoniou? Her finely honed rapier whit and keen eye for all things madcap makes The Killer Wore Leather one meaty tale of murder, mystery, and mayhem. Frankly, you're suspect if you overlook it."
–Debra Hyde, author of Lambda Award winner, The Story of L

"This may well be the best book of the year – The Killer Wore Leather is 50 shades of hilarious!"
–Glenda Rider, Producer, International Ms. Leather

"Lately it’s easier to find someone to hurt me consensually than to make me laugh, so I’m just tickled pink that Laura Antoniou, primarily known for her top-shelf erotica, has decided to render us helpless with laughter in a new comic murder mystery, The Killer Wore Leather. No one gets a pass, and no ego goes unpricked. The author has a keen eye for the posturing and paradoxes of the leather world, yet there’s nothing malicious here. Because it is obvious that the book is a love letter of sorts. Antoniou doesn’t overlook anybody’s contribution to making the kinky world go ‘round. Not just the contestants and judges, but the harried producers, the dedicated volunteers and the oft-neglected vendors — all of them get a moment in the spotlight to share their unique perspectives. The Killer Wore Leather comes just in the nick of time for me. Fifty Shades of Grey stopped being funny around page 34, so thank you, Laura, for giving me something that’s supposed to make me laugh!"
–Kate KInsey, author of Red

"If you've ever experienced a Leather Contest - from the inside, outside, or somewhere in-between - you must read this book. A perfect parody (or should I say, telling lens?) on the community, with a gripping murder mystery wrapped around it. I was hooked immediately, in between my knowing-head-nods and embarrassed guffaws."
–kd diamond, International Ms. Bootblack 2011

"Laura Antoniou has a winner in The Killer Wore Leather. Her grasp of the leather contest scene is erie. She captures all the fun and all the drama of these events. You'll swear you've alreaqdy met many of her characters. I thouroughly enjoyed reading this book, it really made me laugh." –Chuck Renslow, Executive Producer International Mr. Leather

"After decades of delightfully decadent kinky prose, Ms. Antoniou now tantalizes by tickling the funny-bone and leading us through a delightfully twisty, tangled web of intrigue, leather, murder, mayhem and kink. With a sharp eye and a sharper wit, she manages to draw the reader into the underground world of BDSM, build a mystery, lovingly skewer the denizens of the dungeon and tell a tale that will keep you guessing until the very end. Whether you're a jaded veteran of perversion or simply a fan of a good whodunit, The Killer Wore Leather is sure to enslave you with its charm and humor as you submit to this masterful storyteller!"
–Mollena Williams, Ms. San Francisco Leather 2009, International Ms Leather 2010

"One of the funniest books I've read in years; folks will find bits and pieces of themselves and some of their friends in these pages. Antoniou manages to skewer anyone and anything in the Leather Community equally, all the while weaving good detective work with fabulous writing, and there's a happy ending to boot!"
– Viola Johnson, author of To Love, To Obey, To Serve, Librarian of the Carter-Johnson Leather Library, Mom and Grandmom to the Leather Tribe

"Bravo, Laura, for holding up a fun house mirror to the Leather Community! Like all good humor, these pages contain a bone of truth that makes us laugh at ourselves while delivering a satirical bite.
Titleholders, this is a great read when traveling to your next contest or run, with caricatures of almost every type in our Community, from the controlling slave Bitsy to the self important, Gay titleholder, Mack Steele. Download it to your Kindle and enjoy it en route. "
–Hugh B Russell, International LeatherSIR 2010

"With The Killer Wore Leather Laura Antoniou takes on the mystery genre with aplomb. It's a riveting story set in the leather and kink worlds that doesn't succumb to the sensationalist approaches other less well crafted novels might have embraced. I love mysteries, and I love this book.
–Race Bannon, Author, Learning the Ropes

From The Critics

"Exploring the erotic world of BDSM personalities and leather kinks makes for a lovely whodunit and a much more modern game of Clue."
The Advocate

"Nearly the entire book takes place at the New York hotel where the leather and kink contest is being held, a wise narrative choice that keeps the story contained and gives potential suspects reason to interact with the victim and each other. Antoniou does a fine job translating the leather and kink scene into a difficult setting for the police to navigate."
-Foreword Reviews

"Sexy, funny, a swanky procession of leathered-up masters and slaves with names like Mistress Ravenfyre, Lord Laertes, Master Zenu, Wolfboy, Prairie Master and LeatherDreamz – what's not to love?"
-Bay Area Reporter

"Well paced with fun yet sexy descriptions of every type of fetishist that you are likely to find in the Fetish/BDSM scene. Not lacking in mystery either as I found this light-hearted story still surprisingly gripping. A genius balance of kink, humour and mystery."
— llellsee

"The Killer Wore Leather is a deliciously tongue-in-cheek murder mystery set at a leather convention, allowing readers into this private world of personalities and peccadiloes. The kinkiest game of clue ever with a sex toy as the murder weapon and every leather man and woman lacks an alibi. Cleverly crafted and highly humorous, Antoniou is at her wicked best in this pageturning fetish fest."
Erotica Readers and Writers Association

"Written by lesbian author and fetish specialist Laura Antoniou, this fresh, funny S&M thriller is an astutely observed satire set in a world we know oh-so-well [...] This book is the real kinky deal. Antoniou brings readers into the leather community as only an insider could. Antonio’s brilliant humor doesn’t allow anyone to take themselves too seriously. Seamlessly translating BDSM community customs The Killer Wore Leather has something for everyone, from the mystery reader who has no interest or knowledge about BDSM to the experienced leather person who will delight in the insider jokes. The Killer Wore Leather is a novel that only Laura Antoniou could write."
-Curve Magazine

"If you can’t tell, I really enjoyed this book! I found The Killer Wore Leather hilarious and a decent murder mystery. I think whether you’re a 30-year “Olde Guarde” veteran of the leather bar, or someone who just discovered kink, this book is going to entertain you, as it doesn’t require insider knowledge, but it definitely rewards you if you’re the slightest bit familiar with the titleholder circuit, or Fetlife, or BDSM event scene. This book clocks in at 402 pages, but it is a fast read. I bought the dead tree version, but you can get it in just about any format available… and if the publisher manages to get Karen Ultra-Domme to do the audio version, I’m so there, because I swear I could hear her voice reading this to me the entire time!"
–Chicago Den

"A police procedural with fresh, funny take on the fetish underground."
—James Lear, author of The Back Passage

"If knitters, bibliophiles, and teatotalers can have their mystery mavens, why not the BDSM leather world? And who better to deliver it than Laura Antoniou? Her finely honed rapier whit and keen eye for all things madcap makes The Killer Wore Leather one meaty tale of murder, mystery, and mayhem. Frankly, you're suspect if you overlook it."
–Debra Hyde, author of Lambda Award winner, The Story of L

"This may well be the best book of the year – The Killer Wore Leather is 50 shades of hilarious!"
–Glenda Rider, Producer, International Ms. Leather

"Lately it’s easier to find someone to hurt me consensually than to make me laugh, so I’m just tickled pink that Laura Antoniou, primarily known for her top-shelf erotica, has decided to render us helpless with laughter in a new comic murder mystery, The Killer Wore Leather. No one gets a pass, and no ego goes unpricked. The author has a keen eye for the posturing and paradoxes of the leather world, yet there’s nothing malicious here. Because it is obvious that the book is a love letter of sorts. Antoniou doesn’t overlook anybody’s contribution to making the kinky world go ‘round. Not just the contestants and judges, but the harried producers, the dedicated volunteers and the oft-neglected vendors — all of them get a moment in the spotlight to share their unique perspectives. The Killer Wore Leather comes just in the nick of time for me. Fifty Shades of Grey stopped being funny around page 34, so thank you, Laura, for giving me something that’s supposed to make me laugh!"
–Kate KInsey, author of Red

"If you've ever experienced a Leather Contest - from the inside, outside, or somewhere in-between - you must read this book. A perfect parody (or should I say, telling lens?) on the community, with a gripping murder mystery wrapped around it. I was hooked immediately, in between my knowing-head-nods and embarrassed guffaws."
–kd diamond, International Ms. Bootblack 2011

"Laura Antoniou has a winner in The Killer Wore Leather. Her grasp of the leather contest scene is erie. She captures all the fun and all the drama of these events. You'll swear you've alreaqdy met many of her characters. I thouroughly enjoyed reading this book, it really made me laugh." –Chuck Renslow, Executive Producer International Mr. Leather

"After decades of delightfully decadent kinky prose, Ms. Antoniou now tantalizes by tickling the funny-bone and leading us through a delightfully twisty, tangled web of intrigue, leather, murder, mayhem and kink. With a sharp eye and a sharper wit, she manages to draw the reader into the underground world of BDSM, build a mystery, lovingly skewer the denizens of the dungeon and tell a tale that will keep you guessing until the very end. Whether you're a jaded veteran of perversion or simply a fan of a good whodunit, The Killer Wore Leather is sure to enslave you with its charm and humor as you submit to this masterful storyteller!"
–Mollena Williams, Ms. San Francisco Leather 2009, International Ms Leather 2010

"One of the funniest books I've read in years; folks will find bits and pieces of themselves and some of their friends in these pages. Antoniou manages to skewer anyone and anything in the Leather Community equally, all the while weaving good detective work with fabulous writing, and there's a happy ending to boot!"
– Viola Johnson, author of To Love, To Obey, To Serve, Librarian of the Carter-Johnson Leather Library, Mom and Grandmom to the Leather Tribe

"Bravo, Laura, for holding up a fun house mirror to the Leather Community! Like all good humor, these pages contain a bone of truth that makes us laugh at ourselves while delivering a satirical bite.
Titleholders, this is a great read when traveling to your next contest or run, with caricatures of almost every type in our Community, from the controlling slave Bitsy to the self important, Gay titleholder, Mack Steele. Download it to your Kindle and enjoy it en route. "
–Hugh B Russell, International LeatherSIR 2010

"With The Killer Wore Leather Laura Antoniou takes on the mystery genre with aplomb. It's a riveting story set in the leather and kink worlds that doesn't succumb to the sensationalist approaches other less well crafted novels might have embraced. I love mysteries, and I love this book.
–Race Bannon, Author, Learning the Ropes

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781573449304
  • Publisher: Cleis Press
  • Publication date: 3/12/2013
  • Pages: 400
  • Product dimensions: 5.50 (w) x 7.90 (h) x 1.10 (d)

Meet the Author


Laura Antoniou authored the well known Marketplace series of erotic novels, She has also edited the groundbreaking Leatherwomen anthologies, and writes scholarly work on BDSM. Her work has been translated into Spanish, German, Hebrew, Japanese and Korean. She resides in New York, NY.
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The Killer Wore Leather

An S/M Mystery
By Laura Antoniou

Cleis Press

Copyright © 2013 Laura Antoniou
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9781573449304

Chapter One

The multi story atrium of the Grand Sterling Hotel was buzzing with arrivals lining up at the registration desks and at the purple and black draped tables still being set up before the main elevator banks. Five people wearing black t-shirts emblazoned with VOLUNTEER were frantically stuffing stacks of postcards, bookmarks, safe sex kits packaged in little matchbook-like folders and samples of flavored body oils into plastic bags while others were struggling to make label printers and laptops share outlets and table space. Above them, suspended on wires, was a large flag with alternating black and blue stripes and one white one in the middle; in the upper left hand corner was a bright red heart.
It clashed slightly with the purple draping on the tables.
"I registered online under the name Glasser, but I want Lady Stringent on my badge."
"Did you get my e-mail about needing adjoining rooms? I need it for my Daddy's two slaves, they're arriving tomorrow and they might bring a service dog."
"Where do instructors register?"
"Your website never worked for me, can I still get the early bird discount?"
"When are the NA meetings?"
"Where are the quiet rooms?"
"Where are the dungeons?"
"Is the sit-down dinner formal leather, or can you wear casual clothes?"
A frighteningly large woman rose up from where she'd been unpacking a box of lanyards and shouted over the din. Her high, quarterdeck voice easily overwhelmed the crowd of questioners and her sheer bulk intimidated most of them as well. Maureen Olmstead was a hell of a lot of woman – almost five foot ten and easily two-hundred and seventy pounds, much of it molded into a plus-size corset that hefted her generous, pale breasts into a stunning display of cleavage. A net of colorful beaded wire was draped over her long auburn hair; her dark brown eyes narrowed as she took control of the situation.
"Registration will begin in ten minutes! A through M over there, N through Z over there! Instructors, judges, contestants, press and guests, in the office behind me! Printed schedules are late, either check the master schedule on the website or keep your panties on until we get them here! Street legal clothing everywhere but the dungeons and no discounts, we are sold out!"
For a moment, the small crowd just stared at her, perhaps buffeted by the sheer force of her personality. Then, meekly, most of them sorted themselves out into appropriate lines, checked their smart phones and tablets or wandered off.
Maureen adjusted her designer gold-framed glasses and handed the box of lanyards to one of her volunteer force.
"I don't know what we'd do without you, Bitsy," said a harried looking man behind her.
"That's Slave Bitsy," she corrected. "And don't you forget it." At thirty-nine years, Ms. Maureen "Bitsy" Olmstead was getting sick and tired of looking for the right partner, and she wanted to make sure everyone knew she was a slave, just in case Master Wonderful showed up. She plumped up her ample breasts, fluffed out her hair a little under the beads and checked her nails. Impeccable. "Hey!" she cried, pointing. "Don't touch the bags! You'll get one when you register!"
The man in leather pants, shirt, tie and cap drew his hand back quickly and muttered, "Sorry." He obediently shrank back into the line, a bundle of keys jangling on his left hip, and Bitsy turned her attention to her staff. It takes a real slave to run things, she thought for the tenth time that day.


In the conference room behind Bitsy and her army of volunteers, Earl Stemple, producer of the Mr. and Ms. Global Leather (and Bootblack) Contest, stared at the logistics board and checked off boxes as voices reported to him over the headset he wore crookedly. A Bluetooth earpiece was stuck over his left ear; the radio headset was adjusted so one earpiece was on his right. His tight blue Levis were marked with different colored inks, as he would absently wipe the markers across his waist or thighs as he toggled the talk button for the headset or searched for his holstered cell phone. A stocky yet surprisingly agile man, he went back and forth from charts to laptop and conversation to commands, his thick fingers twirling the dry erase markers or stabbing at keyboards as necessary. Twelve half-drunk cups of coffee were scattered over the large conference table, all of them his.
"Tell the dungeon crew we need a spanking bench in Seneca room by ten AM tomorrow. They can have it back later." Click. "Where's our shuttle from the airport? Have him call in please." Click. "What do you mean, there's no hospitality suite? It's room 2001! Call Roger at the front desk, they should be setting up coffee service in there now." Click. "Send all contestants to the Oneida room, tell them to see Boy Jack. No, the other Boy Jack. Send any judges to me in the main office, OK? Where is the other Boy Jack, anyway? I got arrivals stacking up!"
Earl sighed and shook his head, circling a few names on his board. As usual, important people were missing. That was the problem with any event managed by a volunteer staff; people giving their time mostly felt it was theirs to take back as well. Not that he was a volunteer; he had the honor and curse of being the sole paid staff member of the Global Leather empire, consisting of the contest(s) and fetish ball, the souvenir sales, and the Global Leather Foundation, which gave modest amounts of money to several well chosen modest charities. Estimates of how much he made were often wildly off base, as his regular hate mail would attest. Just this morning, he'd gotten a message on KinkyNet, the largest pansexual online space for the BDSM crowd. It read, in typical online style, "u suk! Bloodsucker making millions off the community, u shuld give tkts to people who cant afford them not everyone is rich like u. titles r shit."
Yeah. Titles are shit, but you want a free ticket, you ass. Millions! Wouldn't that be nice? They complained at the registration and contest fees and the prices of the t-shirts but they never wondered how much money it cost to get a hotel in midtown Manhattan, purchase event insurance, cater dinners, rent stage and dungeon equipment, fly in dozens of famous names, and feed hungry judges and contestants. Plus, he had to staff and supply the hospitality room full of free snacks and drinks for volunteers, instructors entertainers, and print thousands of flyers and brochures and schedules...speaking of which...
"Bitsy, did the schedules come in yet?" Click.
"Yeah, we just got 'em now!"
Last minute changes, of course, due to the flakiness of some of the instructors. Earl scratched his scalp under thinning sandy hair. It was probably best that the person originally scheduled to teach “Dark Fantasy Role-playing” decided to stay home because he was having a panic attack. Earl made a note to take that name off the potential invite list.
"Earl! We got a problem," crackled a voice over the radio headset. "Dr. Westfield never made his flight."
The keynote speaker? "Repeat that?"
"I just heard from Greg in the van. He's at the airport. Westfield was not on the flight we booked for him! What should he do now?"
"Tell Greg to continue the pickups." Earl clicked a few times and called his judge wrangler, Boi Jack. "Jack! Call Westfield and find out where he is, he missed his flight. If he needs help rebooking, can you handle that?"
"Um, sure, Earl, but you should know I'm on my way to the lobby, looks like Ravenfyre and Steel arrived at the same time."
Earl cursed and knocked his Bluetooth earpiece off. "OK, I'm on my way. Try to keep them apart before they kill each other!"


Nancy Nichols wanted to be somewhere else. A crane collapse maybe, or a nice, juicy story-of-the-moment that would guarantee a front page burst, a page-three story and a nice pick-up by AP. Maybe this hotel has bedbugs, she mused hopefully, peering up through the layers of suspended light fixtures in the atrium. For some reason, readers were just fascinated by bedbug infestations. That would be a funny headline; bedbugs frighten the freaks.
A...person...walked past her dressed in a fox costume. Head-to-foot, big bushy tail, velvety paws on their hands, pointy nose and ears. What on earth did that have to do with leather? Or the big girl behind the desk in her enormous corset and medieval headwear – Victoria's Secret was safe from her. Where did one find lingerie in huge sizes? Almost everyone else seemed dressed in fairly standard street clothes, many of then dragging fairly standard cheap luggage as they waited patiently in lines. Not exactly the corner of Sodom Street and Gomorrah Avenue.
Not that she expected it to be. "For crying out loud, Vic, this is so tired! No one cares about a bunch of freaky people getting dressed up and playing spanking games anymore. Don't you watch TV? There had to be ten CSI episodes alone about how normal these people are! All in prime time!!"
Vic, her editor, boss and nemesis, didn't even argue. "Then do a story about how normal it all is. The fashion show is Friday, and there's a fetish ball, whatever that is, on Saturday; you'll get Donny for two hours. Get some nice PG-13 pictures for a slide show."
The New York Record loved slide shows and videos on their website. Every story seemed to need one, especially if it involved celebrities, fashion, cooking, accidental nudity or gory tragedies. Stories in the physical paper even had little code boxes people could scan to take their mobile devices right to the in-depth online version. So far, tracking showed that most readers would stay for up to fifteen seconds of advertisements to see ten pictures of, oh, a crane collapse or the latest antics of a celebrity chef having a kitchen accident. Longer, one assumed, if it involved their fashionable clothing being set on fire and falling off.
I shouldn't have come today, she thought. Tomorrow is when the actual event starts. She had thought to get some behind-the-scenes color, but so far there were few opportunities to talk to anyone connected to the event. Miss Massive seemed to be running the show at registration, and all she'd managed to snarl out was that press passes would be available shortly. Nancy had pulled some names off the website for the contest, amused by some of the noms de kinky – she couldn't wait to meet Lord Laertes or Chava Negilla.
"Excuse me, but I think we are colleagues," said a thin, reedy voice from next to her. She turned, hoping it wasn't someone from the News or Post; this might be a stupid story, but it would be hers, dammit. She immediately knew she was safe. The man standing next to her was dressed in badly fitted black leather pants, cinched around his tiny waist and adding to the wrinkles on his black cotton uniform shirt, which was buttoned all the way up to his scrawny neck. A black leather vest was layered on top of the shirt, covered with small cloisonné pins, like the ones you picked up at Disney. These seemed to lack cartoon characters.
Intense dark eyes circled by deep shadows gazed at her with a fascination she read as a kind of hunger. Oily black hair was plastered on his skull; if he'd owned the slightest bit of menace at all, he might have carried off a role as a sinister Nazi interrogator. Instead, he gave off waves of neediness. He was extending something to her; she took a business card and glanced at it.
"I'm Cary Gordon, Leather Today. The official newspaper of the leather/BDSM community."
Oy, Nancy thought. Took Journalism 101 in college twenty years ago, did you? But she plastered her reporter smile on. "Nichols, NY Record. Good to meet ya, Cary. Since you're in the know, maybe you can introduce me around." Because masochism doesn't just belong to you whips and chains people, she added silently. And sometimes, a local guide would manage to cut down the legwork real fast. Find two, three colorful people who look good in their sexy clothing, get a few quotes, and knock this puppy off before dinner.
"I'd be delighted!" he gushed. "It's so rare to see mainstream press attending our little affairs. I hope you aren't here for some sensational look-at-the-freaks story?"
You and me both, brother. "Nah, I think we're beyond that these days, don't you? At least in New York. I'm more into human interest – who are the people who go to these things, what does Mr. And Ms. Global Leather actually do the rest of the year? That sort of thing."
"Well, you're in luck! I know everyone!"
Nancy caught movement out of the corner of her eye and pointed. "How about them?"
It looked like a meeting of the Jets and Sharks. On one side, two men; on the other side, two women and a man. It was instantly clear who the gang leaders were.
"Those are last year's winners!" Cary supplied earnestly, taking pictures with his cell phone. "That's Mack Steel, with the sash on, and the woman with the red hair is Mistress Ravenfyre. They're judges for this year's contest, you know, the old winners are always judges for the next year."
Nancy watched the man in the black leather, silver studded sash and the woman in the very tight emerald green sundress and strappy sandals and knew something else about these two.
"They hate each other," she said, with some measure of delight.
Cary sighed with a hangdog nod. "I'm afraid they do," he said.
Nancy chuckled and snapped a few photos herself.


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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 6, 2013

    Review from Sommer Marsden: I really can't say enough good thing

    Review from Sommer Marsden:
    I really can't say enough good things about this book! I loved it. Tongue in cheek and cheeks in assless leather chaps, The Killer Wore Leather is fun and sexy and beyond entertaining. An honest to goodness mystery wrapped in a fabulously kinky setting. It's the most fun (paired with a glass of wine) I've had--with my clothes on--in ages!

    And can I just say, I ♥ Slave Bitsy! We see eye to eye on bondage and our dominants. When I finally got the full bulk of her part of the story I was downright giddy. Bitsy and I could hang. I'd like to buy her a beer or three.

    Overall, wonderful book. I'll definitely be reading more Laura Antoniou.

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  • Posted April 29, 2013

    The Killer Wore Leather: An S/M Mystery Ms. Antoniou has definit

    The Killer Wore Leather: An S/M Mystery Ms. Antoniou has definitively demonstrated that even in a murder mystery, scared cow makes the best hamburger! This is a vibrant tale with well developed characters and an insider's look at the world of Leather and BDSM conventions and contests.

    Set in a swank Manhattan hotel, our author spins a compelling yarn about the murder of the retiring Global Mr. Leather, Mack Steel. It seems that Mack has made enemies of practically every part of the kink community with his abrasive personality and bigoted views, opening up potential pool of suspects so wide that the investigation detective despairs of finding killer before the crowd disperses back to their respective locales making the task almost infinitely more difficult. Add in the heat from the brass, journalists trying to make their mark, the producers, and protesters and the pot quickly bubbles on its way to boiling over.

    This is also the tale of our protagonist, Detective Rebecca Feldblum of the Midtown East Precinct, who despite being one of the few "out" lesbian detectives in NYC is dismayed to find out that she has been handed this case. Her lieutenant's belief that these are "her people," grates on her because she believes nothing could be farther from the truth. It is equally the story of Nancy Nichols, a jaded journalist who wishes she had been assigned almost any other story than the Global Mr. and Ms. Global leather and Bootblack contest, at least until the murder is discovered. As we watch their investigations unfold, viewing the spectacle of a world of dominants, masters and mistresses; submissives and slaves; boys and bois (oops, I almost forgot the bootblacks!) dressed in leather, latex, lingerie or nothing at all through the eyes of the uninitiated, it morphs into an all too human view into the world of conventions and title competitions. In an environment where appearances are often more important than substance, we get an insight into the human relationships and learn that what looks laughable can actually be a deep, meaningful, and satisfying exploration of the human condition.

    If you have ever attended a kink convention, or for that matter any kind of convention with a contest, you will delight in finding your own local personalities featured in this story, I know I did! This is a well-crafted story by an internationally renowned author, and it is every bit the story I expected from Laura Antoniou and more. Belly up to the bar and grab this one, it is funny and satisfying on many levels and I, for one, hope we see a lot more of Rebecca and Nancy.

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  • Posted April 2, 2013

    Writing is not my strong point (I've never reviewed a book on-li

    Writing is not my strong point (I've never reviewed a book on-line), but I love to read and Laura Antoniou's The Killer Wore Leather is funny, smart, sexy and a boat-load of fun!

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  • Posted March 20, 2013

    You will like this book. You may even love this book, the way I

    You will like this book.
    You may even love this book, the way I do. What I'm saying is that you don't have to be part of the kink community to enjoy The Killer Wore Leather. You can learn about it along with Nancy, the reporter who feels put upon to have to cover such a dog of an event: the Mr. and Ms. Global Leather and Boot Black contest. You'll like it because, here's the deal: it's a murder mystery, and you like murder mysteries.
    And, if you happen to be a part of said kink community, you will LOVE it for its hilarious representation, hey, you might even see yourself caricatured within its pages -- you know your friends will... And actually, if you've ever been to a convention of any size, academic, science fiction, romance, engineering, you name it, the book translates.
    I have been a fan of Laura Antoniou's writing and wit since I picked up my first Marketplace book way back when. She's a brilliant teller of tales who knows how to turn a phrase -- turn it on its ear. Not only is the plot riviting (because you really do want to know who killed Mac Steele, ass that he is -- and when you think you know, you're wrong...just saying) but the book is laugh-out-loud funny. From Boy Jack to Boy Jack (yes, there are two) to the fabulous acronyms for all the groups and organizations (be sure to spell them out as you read!) you won't be able to put this book down and you won't be able to stop laughing.
    Writing comedy is a real gift. This book holds its own well with the likes of Christopher Buckley, Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams, (oh, and maybe a little Damn You, Autocorrect, too) not for its content, but for it's wit, style and outrageous humor. I'm not going to rehash the plot. Others have already done that. Simply know that you will like the book, regardless of who you are or where you come from. So do yourself a favor and give yourself a little present.
    In full disclosure, I was given an advanced reader copy by the publisher--but I would have loved it just as much if I'd bought it with my own hard-earned money...

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 20, 2013

    I laughed the entire way.  Witty, eloquent, entertaining and wel

    I laughed the entire way.  Witty, eloquent, entertaining and well worth every dollar.

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  • Posted March 19, 2013

    My partner and I are reading this book aloud to each other, and

    My partner and I are reading this book aloud to each other, and we love it.  The characters are rich, funny and in depth.  We care for so many of the characters that we don't want any of them to be the killer and it's very reminiscent of people in the scene.   There have been times where we say loudly, "oh I know who that is."  It's very believable and accurate.  If you are in the scene great, if you aren't and are curious great.  She treats each of the kinks with a kid glove so to speak, in that you understand more fully who and why people do these things.  I can't spoil the ending because we are reading the book slowly, savoring each word and scene.  We hope that Laura continues writing more mysteries, we don't want the book to end, but we so desperately want to find out who did the deed.

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  • Posted March 19, 2013

    I have been a fan of Laura¿s Marketplace series for years and I

    I have been a fan of Laura’s Marketplace series for years and I just love a good murder mystery. So when I heard LA was writing a murder mystery I eagerly awaited publication. Laura did not disappoint with her first move into this genre. Not only does she provide us with a great murder mystery but also treats us to an insider’s satirical look into the kink community. The book is full of brilliantly descriptive characters that leap off the page. By far my favorites were the two women, experiencing their first exposure to the world of kink: Det. Rebecca Feldblum and reporter Nancy Nichols. Being a novice to the kink community my thoughts and comments very much mirrored theirs. I so loved the whole “Zodian” aspect, maybe because this is the aspect of the community I know best and she hit the ball out of the park with her parody. The twist with Mickey Abraham had me laughing so hard I almost fell out of my chair, just imagining how such a revelation would go over. I know slave Bitsy too...only by another name... don’t we all? This book has everything good murder mysteries need, deviously fun sub-plots, characters that make you care, and shocking twists and turns, leading to the surprise whodunit. Laura provides us with all of this with a side of kinky thrown in too...blissful reading...pure bliss! If you have not read it yet...go get it now, you will not regret it.

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  • Posted March 13, 2013

    I could not put this book down! Laura has a way of drawing you i

    I could not put this book down! Laura has a way of drawing you into the setting she has created and make you care about the characters within. She has done a wonderful job in weaving a story that is amusing, mysterious, exciting, and a facetious take on a community that needs to learn to laugh at itself. I truly hope she will continue in this genre and revive the characters of Rebecca and Dominick in future novels

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 13, 2013

    What a great read! You don't have to be into S/M to enjoy this

    What a great read! You don't have to be into S/M to enjoy this book. If you have ever been part of building a public event, you will identify with the people inhabiting Laura Antoniou's "The Killer wore Leather". From passionate soccer mom to science fiction filk singer, everyone has something and Antoniou's uninhibited handling of the hubris egos and codified moirés that go into creating the "Global Leather Contest" are spot on and hilarious! I'm thinking of starting a Mickey Abraham fan club...

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  • Posted March 13, 2013

    A new genre and yet another amazing book. In usual style nothing

    A new genre and yet another amazing book. In usual style nothing was held back and I found myself laughing so hard in parts the book should have come with a drink warning. I couldn't put it down and even missed an event because of it, but I am sure the Leather community will forgive me.

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