The Pet Show (Open)

[RotheAllure]

She was coated in His seed by the time He finished with her, with an ample amout covering both Red and Yellow. The command to clean themselves was quickly followed, until Black felt the tap to her shoulder and heard the snap of His fingers.

It was time for her to get dressed. The slightest of nods was His answer as she climbed to her feet. She would have to be quick, and a shower was not going to be had. Disappearing into the adjoining bathroom, Black washed, her face, hands, arms, shoulders, everywhere His seed clung to her. She using her slender fingers , dripping wet now from the water, to comb thru her long crimson mane.

It took her some minutes longer than Blue to appear in her stunning ebony black gown, (another pic of that black gown) but surely the wait was worth it. She looked every ounce a lady and a slut, wrapped up in a black silken encased package. The gown shimmered on her skin, her wild, firey mane had been pulled back and braided, a ribbon of black silk entwined within. Black knew that Vincent liked using her long, thick braid as a leash at times, but that did not negate the fact that in her hand she held a gold chain that already had been locked to her collar. It was a subtle reminder to herself, and to any who knew, that she was fully, and completely enslaved to her Master, willing to lock the chain that signified her slavery around her own throat for Him.

Her head was held up, yet her eyes were lowered, showing her respect and loyalty to her Master. Approaching Him, she did allow her eyes to meet Blue's, and admire her beauty, a hint of a smile tickling her lips. She then stepped before her Master, lowering her to place a kiss upon His chest, just over His heart, her bowed head beneath His, where always she should be, beneath Him. Her golden chain was lain in His hand, and she stepped back, turning to face the Visitor.

"Allow me to formally Greet You and Welcome You to Master's suite" Black's voice was deep, melodic, and soft. She stepped away from His side and stood before the Visitor, lowering to one knee, careful not to wrinkle her gown, and taking the man's hand, her lips brush each finger in a soft, quivering kiss. Slowly standing once more, and taking a step back. "I trust that Orange, Purple, Green, and Blue, have taken care of You while Master was otherwise occupied. Please know that any of Master's pets are available to You, as long as permission is granted, and of course permission had already been given for any of the greeting pets to please You."

Black was ever the diplomat. It was her way of telling Marc that He would need to simply ask before laying hand in any way other than platonic upon one of Vincent's pets. The girls were often allowed use by another, but it was never their own decision. Always, it was HIS.

"May I prepare You a drink before we begin our evening Sir?" she quietly asked, meeting the eyes of the visitor for the first time, her dark eyes gleaming.

 

[Hardisty]

As black questioned if Marc would like a drink, he responded with "Sure ill take a Vodka and coke please"
Black arose, smoothing out any wrinkles that her dress had formed, and slowly walked over to the bar at the far side of the room.

Her eyes never above Vince's as she passed him, she knew her place, and even seemed pleased to be the way she was. A slut by nature it would seem.

Marc rose to his feet and greeted Vince with a quick hand shake, though he knew Vince would not speak, he only ever talked through on of his girls.

Moving to colect his drink from the bar.
Raising it to his lips, and taking a small drink.
"So how long you recon it'll be before we get this show underway?" he questioned

Black had returned to the side of Vince where she stood, silent, still. Like a dog, waiting for its next command. While the others all worked to clean and prepare there attire.

Purple sat, alone in the corner, she knew that any hope of making an appearance tonight was lost. She would be left alone, with no doubt a task to perform. Nevertheless it would be done with a smile, and would as always end with a thankyou.

 

[Stegral]

Green

Although confused by Master Vince taking White, Green understood the nod. Thank you Master
Quickly but graciously Green stood & went to her space to change into formal wear.
Noting Black had donned her Gold chain & Blue the Silver chain, Green was confused which to present herself wearing to Master after putting on her deep green gown, studded with Jade stones (Pic of gown ) & placing her feet into beautiful shoes. Green took both her Silver collar with silver leash & her Green lace collar with the braided green leash with her.
Coming into the main room she bowed her head to all, being the lowest of Masters pets. Walking slowly she tried to plead with Black with her eyes to help decide on a collar before presenting them Master, knowing He would be displeased with her inability to know what was expected yet not wanting to displease Him by choosing improperly. By presenting them to Master Vince, Green was hoping He understood her confusion & would not punish her for not knowing if He wanted each pet with a different collar & leash or if all below Black were to be similar.
Formal accompaniment was unusual for Green as her formal training as a pet with Master Vince was still unfinished, but being properly submissive Green already understood proper etiquette, Green could just not yet anticipate Master Vince's needs like Black could.
Keeping her head bowed, she crossed the space between herself & Master Vince to be collared as He wished.

 

[littlewaif]

Yellow sulkily curled on the floor, but for the most part, the sulkiness was played up. She was still blissfully licking cum from between her fingers, and suckling it out of her hair. When Vincent left, she would still run to the door, ass waggling softly and wish him a sweet goodbye, thanking him for his punishment and his cum. None of his girls resented him for their punishments. Yellow was already making plans for after he was gone. She would clean up the suite until it was sparkling... And take a bath. She wanted to be lovely and pristine, a fresh slate when he returned

 

[RotheAllure]

"A Vodka and Coke as You wish" Black nodded, turning, meeting her Master's gaze for only a moment before her eyes quickly lowered in submission. With a silent step, Black did not wear heels like the others, instead she had on suede black thigh high boots, studded with gold, with a lower heel, it was a request of hers that He allowed her to enjoy, hence her footsteps were quieter than the others when moving across the marbled floor.

The drink was mixed, using only the best Vodka money could buy, Black bringing it back to the Visitor. If she had been in anything other than the elegant and expensive gown, she would have lowered to her knees and offered the drink, only when so attired was she allowed to stay upon her feet when offering. Her head down, that long crimson braid falling over her shoulder, she held the drink for the Visitor to take, returning to her Master's side once He did.

She heard the quiet click of heels approaching and looked up, seeing Green slowly making her way toward Vincent. In her hands she held 2 collars and leashes, the sparkling silver, and the gorgeous green lace. Black could see the confusion in Green's eyes. If Vincent had not been present at the moment, if He had been otherwise engaged, Black would have made the decision for Green, but she could not in this case. Both would look magnificent on her, but Black could see the fear in Green's gaze. She was afraid He would be displeased that she could not chose. Black nodded ever so slightly, wanting to let her slave sister know that she was making the right move by coming to Him. To decide on her own would not be tolerated. Black only had the gold color for such occassion, Blue only had the silver. Green was special in that she had a choice.

Behind them, still in Vincent's private chambers, Black could hear Yellow still tasting of Vincent's seed, and Red, busily getting herself ready. A soft hiss in her ear alerted her that White wanted attention, a flick of that forked tongue almost startled her into giggling. Black loved Vincent's White, and dared to reach up and tickle gently under the magnificent reptile's chin for a moment.

"So how long you recon it'll be before we get this show underway?"

"Sir, once Red and Orange have joined us, we will be making our way down into the main Club. Both Purple, whom You are already aware, and Yellow, will not be joining us this evening, for both have fallen from favor this night. But I am sure You will be able to enjoy their company once their punishments are complete, perhaps tomorrow" Black knew what to say, and how to say it. That deeply seated dominant feature showing slightly thru.

"If Master permits, would there be a particular pet You perhaps would like to accompany You this night?"

Black knew that Vincent liked showing off His pets. All knew to whom they belonged, each bore a gold or silver pendant from their collars, with an engraved V upon. There were no questions to whom these girls served. Often Vincent was envied for His beautiful and obediant pets.

 

[Stegral]

Green

Seeing the nod from her sister Black, it was understood she would not help.
Seeing pleasure from Black rather than worry eased Greens mind slightly.
Slowing her pace, Green comes to Her Masters feet, head bowed almost unnaturally as she offers her hands, palms up & open, presenting the collars & leashes for his choosing as she bends to one knee then the other before Him, ensuring her dress does not crease or catch as it flows out around her, her hands held up above her head level for His comfort to see & choose which to adorn her with this evening.

"For You Master, to choose of lace or metal for my neck this evening"

(OOC: Sorry if is upsets anyone but I cannot write well for other characters as Roth can)

 

[RotheAllure]

(Your post was perfect Green/Stegral)

 

[Hardisty]

"If Master permits, would there be a particular pet You perhaps would like to accompany You this night?"

Marc Glanced around the room, he couldnt not make a decission as to which girl he would like. All of them looked so great.

"Cant say there is a girl who i would prefer! Perhaps we should let Vince decide, i mean after all, they are his to do as he wishes"

With that Marc turned to look at Vince, awaiting some form of response.

By this time Marc had finished his drink, and placed the now empty glass on a table, to the left of the suite.

 

[LitShark]

Vince’s eyes shot over at Black, full of shock and a twinge of disappointment. Though he usually used her as his voice he whispered slowly into Blue’s ear. Blue giggled slightly to herself, daintily covering her mouth as she did so. Once she had regained her composure she began to speak.

“My Master is somewhat confused by your question Sir Marc. If you mean ‘This show’ as in the Pet Show, opening ceremonies begin tomorrow morning and the competition begins in the afternoon. If you mean the show of us going to greet competitors who will be arriving tonight we are ready at this moment,” Blue stifled a giggle as she turned to Black, “Master wishes to remind Black that Red and Orange will not be joining us tonight as they do not match his outfit. But perhaps she is still seeing stars from her orgasm master gave her not long ago!”

Blue erupted in giggles once again. As she had been speaking Vince was helping Green with her collar selection. He unclasped the silver chain from her silver collar and unfastened the green lace braid from her green lacey collar that she wore most of the time and joined the two, silver chain, green collar.

Vince’s eyes held no malice toward Green for her confusion, nor was he angry at Black for her misunderstanding. A little bit of humiliation in front of company would ensure that she didn’t make the mistake again, just as Vince’s tying Green’s collar incredibly tight with the little green ribbon that laced up the back would ensure that next time she would remember what collar and leash went with her formal gown.

Vince looked up at Marc with a somewhat apologetic smile that seemed to say “women!”. A light laugh escaped through Vince’s nose as he took up the final chain and gestured to the door.

There were pets and Masters to welcome.

 

[Stegral]

Green

Chaisting herself mentally she remembered vaugely that the silver collar was to be worn to ANY gala event, leashes were to be different, showing status.

Black had on her Gold collar & leash due to her being Masters most prized and this position was well earned. Black ALWAYS knew what he wanted, how to articulate everything, how to help her sisters understand things & keep us proper for Master Vince.
Blue had on her silver signifying she was NOT alpha, but the silver leash attached to the silver collar showed she was the next after Black.
My green lace collar showed I was not as prized as the others but still partially equal to Blue as we both wore the same leash.

Feeling the collar tighten, ensuring she would NOT make the same mistake again, barely gasping out "Thank you Master" as Green felt the clasp of the leash attaching itself to the knotting in the lace.
Green turned quickly on her knees, head still bowed, to sit at the feet of her Master, leash in his hand, trailing up the back, under her hair to it's connection to Green's collar. Feeling it move with His gesture, Green came up to her feet quickly, fearing punishment from not responding quickly enough for Master Vince, the collar & leash thing still fresh in the air.

 

[Hardisty]

Standing up prepared to leave with Vince and some of the girls.
"Well then, lets go tend to our competitors then, shall we?"

Marc moved towards the door, and as could be expected one of the girl's ,already stood, preparing to open the door for her master.

Marc just smirked as he thought "He really has it well made with these girls"
Each girl knew her job, her place. Marc still could not get his head around this fact.

He often just simply ignored it, taking it for granted that, thats just how hes always known Vince... To be lavished by women at all times.

Some of the competitors cars and trailors could be seen through on of the tinted windows in the hall way.
Eager to meet this years competition, continued down the hall, knowing Vince would folow shortly afterwards.

 

[poohlive]

Carl nodded as one of the girls came over with another drink. The waitresses looked cute enough, dressed for the festive occasion with collars and corsets and leather. A few seemed more comfortable inside of the accessories than others, which probably told worlds about their experience.

He sipped at his drink, fruity and filled with alcohol.

She stood by his side, as she always did. Sometimes it felt like taking a small child out. Her hand had never left him, always in his hand, or on his back. It was as if that touch were the only thing keeping her here. If it somehow broke, she might just be scared enough and run away from here, screaming her head off.

Poor thing. He looked over at his pet. She wore the dress he put out for her, sparkling and elegant, yet simple. The collar on her neck black, simple, but it framed her so well. He leaned in, kissing that neck, letting his teeth graze across her flesh.

Fire danced in his eyes as he leaned away, "I know... but try to have some fun. This is just a meet and greet, after all. I am sure it won't be so crowded when you have to perform."

In truth though, he didn't think many of the people were here for the competition. He hadn't see many competitors at all. A few posers, some people here to meet the girls, some here just to oogle at flesh or steal free booze, but no real competitors.

Maybe the others didn't show up at this little pre-celebration. Maybe there were no others, it was just him and his pet this year. That would mean they automatically won, how great would that be.

He didn't think it would happen, but at the moment even he felt a little uncomfortable with the amount of participants, or lack thereof.

"You thirsty, do you want anything to drink?" He asked, turning back to her. She looked good enough to eat in that dress. Perhaps having no one show up wouldn't be so bad after all. He could just take her up to their room and have his own little meet and greet.

"You're not wearing any panties, are you?" His hand slid up her thigh. When she showered he laid out the dress for her, the shoes, the collar. He didn't want her wearing any panties, he loved the idea of her shaved cunt out there, under only a simple layer of clothing.

His hand reached under her dress, feeling only her soft wet sex, nothing else, "Such a bad little girl. Hmmm, I love it."

 

[LitShark]

Vincent

Vince led his girls out of his suite after Marc. On the way out Vince shot a glare at Purple who was holding the door. He loved delaying her punishments as long as possible, particularly when she deserved it. For her the anticipation and guilt of being on His bad side was worse than the punishment itself. As the door closed behind them Vince heard Yellow scampering after to wish them goodbye but he paid her no mind.

The express elevator came quickly, hence the name and in a flash they were back on the casino level. Vince calmly strolled out into the colorful and brightly lit lobby his pets trailing behind, very much the accessories to his well planned outfit.

Vince’s sharp green eyes scanned the casino for more people like themselves who would stand out from this crowd of money flushing “normies” milling mindlessly about with undeserved senses of importance.

 

[littlewaif]

Vince had assigned each of the girls a scent. Yellow loved this. Scent is the sense most tied to emotion and memory, and Vince must have known this upon making this choice. Yellow's scent was a vibrant, stinging, and sweet infusion of lemon and ginger. She took her small yellow box, one of the few items the girls took when travelling and opened it. There was a gentle shampoo, balt salts, and a rough bar of natural soap in her scent therein. She sat a bath to running, and as it did, she went to clean up around the house. She found Purple distraught in the living room. Most of Yellow's burden had been aleviated by her encounter with Vince, so although the disappoinment of being absent tomorrow nagged at her, the tummy-tossing worry of uncertainty was gone. She kissed her sister's fingers as encouragement. Red and Orange were attending to other matters, and no one had the kind of motivation to put themselves right with their Master as Yellow did at the moment, so they relaxed and enjoyed the luxurious suite as Yellow set to tidying. She surveyed the floor for any spilled droplets of cum from Vince's previous copious amount of seed, and finding only a little in the carpet, she knelt to suckle it directly from the fibers. She remade the bed to right the wrinkles Black's squirming, tugging, and thourough fucking had put into the sheets and blankets, and she put away everything that Vince had left on the floors and dresser as he had gotten ready for the evening. Vince knew he need not clean up after himself, and this is exactly as the girls would have it. It was simply not his job. She heard her bath water rising and went to gently shut off the faucets. She slipped into the steaming water and purred as it cleaned her. She washed out her thin, silky hair after making sure she'd obtained every tiny bit of cum she could salvage from it and combed it away from her beautiful eastern face as she continued to clean herself. She made the bath short but thourough, her skin radiant when she stepped out. She wrapped herself in her yellow towel and dried her hair, then set back off to see what she could straighten in the hotel room.

 

[TinyDuchess]

Her heart was pounding, whether it was from excitement or from fear Audrey wasn't quite sure. Her demure hazel eyes flitted nervously across the sea of faces that filled the reception hall. She couldn't recall ever having this many butterflies in her tummy before. Perhaps she had been crazy to think she could accomplish such a feat. What was she thinking when she suggested they take part in the competion this year? But then she recalled the absolute delight that had spread across his features the morning she had mentioned it and she knew why she had said yes. She had wanted to please him, as any good pet should.

The feel of Carl's lips against her skin drew her from her thoughts. The graceful line of her neck arched to the gentle nipping of his teeth. She stepped closer to him her hand on his arm.

He must have sensed her nervousness when he whispered to her, "I know... but try to have some fun. This is just a meet and greet, after all. I am sure it won't be so crowded when you have to perform."

She forced a trembling smile to her lips, hoping that he was right. The heat and want in his eyes did not go unnoticed and she felt a rush of warmth flow through her body. The fact that Carl took pleasure in her appearance always delighted her. She knew tonight was an opportunity to make a good impression on the judges, and impress them she would. The dress her had picked out for her was nothing less than stunning.

"You thirsty, do you want anything to drink?"

"No, thank you, Master" Audrey replied softly. The thought of putting anything into her stomach at the moment, seemed less than wise.

A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine as Carls hand slid up her thigh.

"You're not wearing any panties, are you?", he asked with a hint of seriousness.

She gave a soft shake of her head in response, unable to find the breath to utter the word no. She had dress only in what he had provided for her, knowing better than to challenge his wishes unspoken though they may have been.

His fingers had already found the answer to his question, and they teased lightly at her flushed sex. Audrey's knees buckled and her grip tightened on Carl's arm. His touch always had that effect on her. In his touch Carl had the power to render her powerless, but then again that was why he was Master and she his pet.

"Such a bad little girl. Hmmm, I love it."

She felt a warm blush creep into her cheeks at his words and she lowered her head. Her eyes glazed over in pleasure, her earlier nervousness now pushed to the far recesses of her mind

 

[LitShark]

Vincent’s eyes had become that of a hawk searching for prey. He knew very few other Dominants like himself other than Marc, but knew that he could spot the quiet content in the eyes of a diligent sub from miles away. His piercing green eyes were drawn to one young girl, clinging to the arm of the man beside her as if he were the last floating remnants of a violent shipwreck. Her eyes rolled in her head in pleasure. Vince couldn’t be certain from where he was standing but it looked as though the man was touching her beneath her lovely dress.

One second was all he needed, when she glanced up even for a moment he had her, trapped in his gaze like a doe looking into the brights of a semi. Yes, she was his pet and she was here for the competition. Vince tapped Marc in the chest and pointed directly at the girl, never releasing her eyes from his crippling stare for a moment. When he pointed at her he noticed the fear, shame and nervousness that clouded her lovely hazel orbs. Vince loved having that power over women, especially women who weren’t his. He began his slow deliberate approach much like a tiger stalking a fallen gazelle.

 

[poohlive]

He thought for a moment of teasing her. Already she was in that fine line of agony and ecstacy so many submissive women go through. A public place with people watching, and here she could barely stand as his hard rough fingers danced against her sex.

He heard her sigh, saw her bite her lower lip, almost whimpering. He should stop, but he didn't want to. He wanted to see how far she could go, would she beg for him to stop, or keep going? She seemed even more shy now, dropping down and protecting herself against him. Her whole body touched his, electrified by him.

He did stop though. He let go, her dress moving back into place, nothing out of the ordinary. The only few people who had seen thought nothing of it, except for those who knew the lifestyle, and the look of submission on a women. They would have know where his hand had been.

He saw the man approaching, his motions fluid and lithe. Carl smiled at the man, recognizing him from the website.

"You must be Vincent," He said, holding out his hand to shake, "It is a pleasure to meet you. I was getting worried for a moment, I didn't think anyone would show up."

He turned to his girl, "This is my entry... audrey. she has been looking forward to this for a long time. audrey, say hello."

 

[LitShark]

Vincent maintained eye contact with young Audrey even as her owner introduced himself without offering a name. As he extended his hand to Vincent his girls moved forward and took turns kneeling and gently kissing his coarse hand.

“Yes Sir you are correct, this is Master Vincent.” Introductions were easy Blue felt comfortable speaking for him without guidance, besides he was busy eye-fucking this man’s pet. “It is a pleasure to meet you Mr….”

Blue trailed off, she had noticed the man had neglected to give a name. Though her Master wouldn’t speak to this man, He wouldn’t even acknowledge him if he displayed poor manners. Not to mention the adverse effects it would have on poor Audrey’s judgment to have a Master with poor manners.

Vince must have noticed, but it didn’t bother him yet. He was going to enjoy sampling this little beauty to be sure. Yes, being a judge was going to be fun.

 

[TinyDuchess]

Carl's fingers were steadily pushing Audrey to that treacherous place where she was losing her battle for self-control. Every stroke of his fingers sent sparks of electricity throughout her body. The tempo of his fingers increased and Audrey had to bit her lip to hold back the moan that threatened to escape her. The last thing she needed at this point was to attract attention to herself, at least not tonight.

She looked up only for the briefest of moments, and her gaze locked with another mans eyes. He was dressed in full blue regalia, done up as though he was a god among men. There was something about the look in his eyes that sent a cold shiver through her, yet she could not take her eyes from him. It was not at all unpleasant, she in fact found his lustful gaze to be quite exciting but it frightened her as well. He was no ordinary man, that, she could tell straight away. He seemed to exude an aura of unquestionable authority.

When he tapped the man next to him pointed straight at her, Audrey blushed. Lowering her gaze quickly, she turned her attentions back to her Master. When he removed his hand from between her thighs, it was a bittersweet moment. Part of her felt relieved, grateful that now no one had the chance to watch their little game. On the other hand, she was saddened to have his fingers leave her warm flesh so soon.

As her dress slipped back into place, Audrey allowed her vision to follow that of Carl. She watched nervously as the man dressed in blue approached them, his harsh gaze still upon her. She quickly moved to stand behind Carl, hiding herself out of some childlike instinct.

She stayed there behind Carl, her face nuzzled again his back, even as he made introductions.

"You must be Vincent. It is a pleasure to meet you. I was getting worried for a moment, I didn't think anyone would show up."

He then turned to her, stepping aside for her to present herself.

"This is my entry... Audrey. she has been looking forward to this for a long time. Audrey, say hello."

Master Vincent. Audrey recognized the name instantly, he was one of the top judges. If she was going to win this thing, she would have to push all other things aside, especially her nervousness. At the moment he was making it increasingly hard for her to focus her attention on the task put forth by Carl, as she found herself becoming increasingly aroused. That was something the distrubed her deeply.

Shaking her head softly, Audrey fought to regain her composure. In one swift yet graceful moment, she had lowered herself to her knees. Leaning forward she pressed small kisses to the tops of Master Vincent's shoes just as she had been taught, before rising to her feet. Though her movements were confident, there was an audible quiver in her voice as she spoke.

" Hello Master Vincent. My Master, Carl Olson and I are both pleased to meet you."

With that she took a step back and her hand once again snaked it way into the crook of Carl's arm.

 

[Stegral]

Mistress Janella & Puppy Peter

Mistress Janella strutted into the lobby of the posh Hotel, Her "Pet" on his leash beside Her, looking around She sees a few contestants of whom she will seek out after registering.
Mistress Janella notes there are no quad's yet in the show... Or at least not yet, as well trained as Her's.
If you can pull your eyes off the 6ft+ leather clad beauty your eyes will find her guard dog. Buff naked, Puppy Peter is postured on knees & hands, beside his Mistress, watching for unwelcomed persons, he wears (see attachments), a casual dog face mask, locked collar, show leash, knee pads & paw gloves.
Puppy's tail is resemblance of a dobe or rottie's as it is a short attachment to his butt plug. Puppy peter is in his restraints (see pic) to keep him from possibly jumping if he gets defensive. Puppy takes his role VERY seriously.
As Her girls are waiting to take up the baggage & cage, She bends to be sure Puppy is comfy. Puppy has been trained to keep his feet up by his bum, but She will still keep him in bondage until the show, so She checks the fine ropes that bind him this way & smile in satisfaction as you hear Her converse with Her pet. Still crouching you hear Her say:
"Good Puppy, You are behaving very well. would you like a treat?"
you see the stump of a tail start to wag & hear a slight whimper...
"Very Good Puppy, no words, I am very pleased"
as you see Her smile & offer a biscut of some sort to the human dog as it graciously tilts his head & licks the treat from her hand. Holding it in his mouth he looks at Her, waiting...
"Very good again Puppy, Yes you may have your treat."
Promptly the puppy drops to the floor, legs to either side of his body, "paws" in front of him as he now leans on his elbows to devour his treat, leaving no crumbs as he licks at the floor to be sure.
She scratches him behind the "ears" of his hood feeling the mane of hair coming out from the ties at the back of it. A murmur of pleasure escapes Her lips before She stands to sign in.

"I assume the registrants sign in here?"
The poor boy behind the desk shakes his head & stammers his apologies.
"I am very sorry Mistress.... Your beauty is quite stunning & the poise of your dog is remarkable. Please sign here & your entry shall be noted. Do you have any others to enter or is he the only one?"

"Yes he is the only one for this show. I do have others that will not be participating, but will be with us at various times. Thank you."

After signing the forms, nodding to the girls to follow the bellhop, Mistress & puppy go into the main area to "Mingle"

 

[cutelilsub]

Red

"Don't match His outfit! What the...i just can't believe i'm missing out on this night just because of my colour!" Red mumbled to herself as she paced around the suite. In her time with Master Vincent this had never happened before, left behind because of her colour! She didn't know whether it was because she had rarely has the opporutnity to attend an event so large and formal as this one was and wasn't familiar with how things worked, but this was really bothering her.
Tears began to well up in Red's big brown eyes as she walked back and forth in front of the huge windows of the suite that overlooked the lights of Sin City. Her reflection in the glass echoed the complete sadness that had overtaken her and she was reminded of a past that was filled with abandonment and lonliness...that is until her Master had claimed her...

Red had been brought up in a simpler world that was light years away from the opulance of this place. She would have been what one called "trailer trash" from all outside appearances, but she had never felt that the title suited her in any way. Not that she was a boastful, proud person in any manner at all, it was just that she knew she was destined to be more, to be someone. These thoughts were the only thing that kept her going at times

Red's parents had divorced at a time in her life when she was entering puberty and was just beginning to find her place in the world seperate from them...discovering her independance.
Her father, though a good provider, was all but absent from her life as a child and now he was gone completely. All her life she had craved the attention of that stern man, always looking for his approval but never really finding it. Though her mother was a very loving woman who had always cared for her and shown her affection and attention now, due to their monitary circumstances after the divorce, had to go to work full time and wasn't there for Red when she needed her most. In her young mind it was just another person who was abandoning her.

Due to her fierce stubborn side and fiery temper (her red hair was no coincidence), Red made a decision right then that she would never depend on another human being again for anything. Staunch in her belief that this was what was needed to go forward she built up a wall to hide her true feelings, her softer needy side. She became a tough little girl with a will of iron and felt she was in control of herself and everything around her. From all outward appearances, Red seemed like a very confident, self assured person and grew into a highly independant if not somewhat aloof young woman.
Relationships didn't come easily to Red since she became unable to let anyone in, never letting them see who she really was behind the facade of bravery. For this reason she was alone most of her days and rarely interacted with the people around her. She never really felt that she fit in with them anyway and resigned herself to a life of near solitude and distance from others.
As she reached her late teens and early twenties, though, Red realized that she was a highly sexual person and that became her only connection with the world around her. Her mind was completely able to seperate sex from emotions and therefore began to have many encounters with people for whom she had no feeling, no real connection or intimacy. This suited her just fine since she knew that they would only hurt her or leave her anyway if she let them in. They would see her vulnerable side, the one that just wanted to be taken care of, the one that wanted to belong....to someone...

Red's musings were interrupted by Yellow who was busily rushing around the suite tidying up. She was brought back to the present, to her life as it was here and now, the life she loved...where she belonged...

 

[poohlive]

The cascade of women bending to kiss his hand seemed overwhelming. He smiled at each one, noticing he wasn't going to get to talk to Vincent. Apparently there was a code he was not familiar with.

He turned, happy to see his own pet making introductions for him. It seemed almost right, to have him be introduced by his pet to Vincent's pet for Vincent. Was there ettiquette against Doms? He didn't know, he'd never heard anything. Apparently so, he widened his eyes.

"I'm glad to have met all of you," He said, nodding to the pets surrounding Vincent. Vincent seemed to be preoccupied with someone else though. His audrey. The way his eyes just ran all over her. Carl knew that look, he'd done it himself when he first saw her.

she knew what to do, nice, polite, a little bit of breathlessness, but she moved back to put her arm in the crook of his own. He smiled, taking in her scent.

"Thank you," He whispered against her ear.

 

[RotheAllure]

Black's novice mistake was still haunting her, even as she lowered to her knees careful of her gown, to brush her lips to the hand of the Man before her. What had she been thinking?? She knew damned well who was accompanying them, and Marc, altho being a stranger, had not upset her in any way. Why had she slipped? Her mind, as she followed Vincent and Blue and Green down to the main floor, was twisting and whirring, if it had been any other night, Vincent surely would have noticed her shame, perhaps He did, He never missed much, but so much else appeared before Him as the doors to the elevator swung open.

She was still thinking and pondering as her lips, warm and quivering, touched and then kissed the hand of the Man, a light caress of each finger given in greeting. Her eyes lifted, meeting those of the Man, a soft smile playing over her lips as she moved back and stood up, stepping back to the side, and just behind Vincent.

Carl, she had heard the name, not that it ever would leave her lips. Sir was what she was required to call any Dominant. And Carl's pet was simply stunning. Black could feel that little bit of nervousness coming from her, but that was normal, and actually quite becoming, she thought, Vincent surely would sense it, and enjoy it. Black's eyes moved from the pet back to the Master, He was handsome, and she liked His voice, deep, soothing almost. For a breif moment she wondered what being with Him would be like, what belonging to Him would be like. It was a natural thought, especially for Black, who tried to fight what she was born to be for so long, until Vincent took hold of her. She wasn't sure she ever could belong to another, but the thought sometimes snuck into her mind every so often.

It was funny, that thought had not crossed her mind when meeting Marc, not that Marc was not handsome or Dominant, He surely was. Just some people struck Black, Vincent had the first moment she had met His gaze, she chained, in a cage, raging against what she was. She had gone silent when Vincent approached, caught in His nearly electric gaze of those green eyes. Carl was another that struck Black, she could almost feed off the Dominance that flowed from Him.

Another caught Black's gaze for a moment, she reluctantly pulling her eyes from Carl. It was a Mistress and Her pet, striding into the main room. Black watched, and leaned in to Vincent to whisper "Please note the Mistress and Her pet, Master" Vincent did not like to miss the entrance of people, especially the more interesting, and the Woman surely was interesting. Black went quiet again, smiling at both Green and Blue, glad that she were not alone in the midst of this, for once. Her body was still flush and weak from His fucking, and His making her hold back as she had, Black may have been the alpha of Vincent's pets, but she never lorded that over the others. She loved them as her sisters and best friends. And she reached out to touch Green, and the Blue for a moment, as a reassurance to them and herself

 

[Stegral]

Green

Green quivered slightly as Black reached out to touch her.
Green was quite nervous & her sister Black could sense it, as always.
Green had the utmost respect for Black, she was always there for any of them, when she could be.
Green reached up to contact with Black, adding a bit of confidence to herself as she did. Nodding to Black her thanks of concern, Black surely must have realized how out of place Green felt. Green was normally not "shown" as her place was the finances, counting the cash & seeing it was all accounted for, so Master Vincent continued to be comfortable in his lifestyle & look after his girls.
Almost regestering our thoughts, even though he was otherwise engaged, Green felt her leash drop. Taking it quickly but gracefully as it was to NEVER touch the floor, Green attached it to her wrist before acknowledging what it meant.
"Thank You Master, I will retrieve your chips for the tables"
Bowing slightly & backing away a few steps before turning & strutting off to the cashier for the case Master had put aside earlier that holds a large amount of "play money" to be spread around easily at the tables.
On her way Green sneaks a glance at the stunning woman & the male on his hands & knees beside her, naked except for his "adornments" Green feels a need stir within her that has been overlooked for so long. Green's needs have been stifled due to her use as more business type than pleasure slave and Master Vince made that quite clear at the begining of her time with him that Green would not be enjoyed by Him as He enjoys the others, due to her place. Until now Green had no problems hearing or watching Master & His choice of the moment, sometimes she was grateful she was not sexual, but this male drew feelings that made her blush slightly.
Shaking her head Green focous's on the task at hand & continues her strut to the cashier's window to complete her task.
"Master Vince's case please" Rasing her head slightly to show the cashier the charm engraved with a "V" showing her ownership.

 

[littlewaif]

Once Yellow couldn't find anything to do around the hotel room, being clean, and having cleaned everything in the quarters, she paced around. Yellow was a little bit high maintainence, only in that she loved attention and hated, HATED being left behind. She went and laid on the windowsill, looking out over the crazy neon anthill of Vegas and feeling snuffly and sullen.