She loved going to Vegas. There was something about the city for her. Something that made her feel stronger... sexier....empowered. This girl's weekend away was just what she needed to recharge. She arrived a few days ahead of her friends, craving that alone time to enjoy the feelings her adopted home town always brought. This city was all sex to her. This is where she learned about love, where she lost her virginity and where she discovered her sexual power. Every time she returned...the power surged, strengthened and overtook her.
This first night was just for her. She took her time getting dressed. She felt sexy, alive and...hungry...her clothes reflected that. She wasn't looking for trouble, but she knew it would find her...the thought sent a shiver down her spine. She looked in the mirror, happy with the outfit...then the nipple clamps laying on the bed caught her eye...hmmmm...should she? That evil grin spread across her face...she looked at the plunging neckline of her dress...the chain would show. Chuckling, she attached to clamps to her tingling nipples...not too tight...but enough to keep her nipples rock hard and aching...perfect.
She headed down to the casino to play a little poker. She grinned with satisfaction as heads turned while she walked through the casino. Her nipples tingled and strained against the deep crimson red demi bra she wore. If you looked close you could see the silver chain connecting her nipple clamps nestled between her ample cleavage....and more than a few guys were looking close. She grabbed a drink and sat down at a poker machine. She plunked in quarters and played a few hands while enjoying the views. She loved to watch people. Restless, she got up and strolled around the casino, grabbed another drink, and watched the lounge act from the door.
Her mind wandered as she listened to the Wayne Newton impersonator. Then she saw him. He was sitting at a poker table...completely absorbed in the game. By the looks on the other players' faces he was winning. She wandered over to watch the game. He was handsome, but real. Dark hair, on the long side...brown eyes like melting chocolate. He had that look about him...manly...not pretty. His smug grin confirmed that he was winning...but the rye smile was what interested her...what was so funny? A seat opened at the table and she joined the game.
Their eyes met...and his dipped down to her cleavage and the silver chain nestled there. He looked back at her and raised an eyebrow in question. Her answering grin was enough to create a host of other questions. The game continued...both the poker and their flirting. He seemed to fold almost every hand but the huge pile of chips showed he'd been very lucky. Another chair opened and he moved over to join her.
"I'm Max."
She grinned. "I'm trouble. But you can call me Kitty."
"What do you say we make this game a little more interesting Kitty?"
Kitty grinned and leaned closer to him...pressing the clamps and bra hard against her sensitive nipples. She drew in a sharp breath. His eyes went directly to the silver chain...and back to her face.
Kitty grinned, almost guiltily... "What did you have in mind Max?"
Max leaned closer and "accidentally" bumped Kitty's breast with his arm...the contact made her hard nipple tingle and ache.
"Oh I can think of a few things I'd like to learn about you...why don't we start there?"
They were the last two players at the table. The dealer waited while they added the side bet to their chips on the table. Max was all confidence and vigour. "I win...you let me feel what is under that slinky black dress that is making you gasp so sweetly...You win...and I'm your slave for the night."
Kitty was intrigued....slave for a night...her night...alone...in Vegas...
"It's a deal"
The cards were dealt. Kitty looked at her hand...hmmm...2 pair...she grinned up at Max. Max looked at his hand...Full house...Ace's high...he looked down at the table...grinned...looked down Kitty's cleavage and tossed his cards in.
"I fold"
She laid her pairs down and grinned...
"Well Max...I guess that makes you mine for the night."
He grinned...looked deep into her eyes and replied, "Yes Ma'am, looks that way".
Hmmm...what should I do with him first? How far would he take the slave role? What trouble could she get into? So many options.
"Well Max, lets go." She jumped off her chair and strode through the casino toward the shops.
He loved the way her ass swayed as she strode through the casino...she had a great ass, full and round...the short black dress swinging as she walked...flashing little peaks at the crimson garter she wore...mmm...this was going to be a fun night.
"Max. I want to shop. How far are you willing to take this slave bet?"
"I am at your command...Mistress. I will do anything you bid."
Kitty grinned. "Excellent! That is what I wanted to hear Max. You will be rewarded for correct responses and punished for anything that displeases me."
He swallowed the grin and lowered his eyes...he'd always wanted to try being submissive...especially to a saucy redhead. "Yes Ma'am"
They went into a shoe store and Kitty chose 3 pairs of high heeled shoes then sat on the bench. She waited. Max collected her choices then came to sit with her.