Chapter II, Vegas, Baby!
The flight was quick, and checking in had been a breeze, thanks to the concierge at the front desk. All she had to do was mention the reserved company suite, and it was "Yes, Ms. Thomas, right this way Ms. Thomas." Cat had to smile as the tension melted away just being in Sin City. Staying in one of the most luxurious suites, and having her favorite pet along for the ride didn't hurt either. There was a bouquet of flowers and a note waiting for them when they finally made it to the room.
"Can't wait, call me, we'll donate some money at the tables when you get in. Love, Toni." said Cat, reading the card.
"Should I be jealous?" asked Sean.
"Pets don't get jealous, remember." She said, slapping his ass.
Sean made a grab for her as she moved to open the suitcases. Cat turned, stroking his face, then tipped her fingers ever so slightly, digging her index fingernail under his chin and lifting up, just enough to get his attention.
"You're in my territory now, Babe," a predatory smile gracing her lips, eyes darkening to steel. "Undress, unpack the cases, and bring me your things." Her clipped tone told Sean all he needed to know.
Sean let his clothes slip to the floor, then scooped them up to fold and put away. Working quickly, the cases were unpacked with efficiency and he was soon back before Cat, kneeling at her feet, black leather collar in mouth; gloves, lube and plug in hand.
"Ah, now that's better, but you were slow." said Cat, even though she knew he had moved quickly. Sean didn't say a word, he knew better. Cat took the collar from Sean's mouth, and fastened it around his neck, snug enough he would always be aware its presence. Sitting down on a convenient chair, Cat beckoned Sean over her lap.
He always felt like he was going to squash her when she did this, so it was up to him to keep himself taut and bear his own weight.
She took the gloves, toy and lube from him, pushing his head down. Sleek leather now encasing her fingers, Cat smiled. The the first crack of her hand rang out. Sean squirmed, as the stinging warmth spread. Her expert hand worked his ass, lifting each cheek in turn, not an ounce of flesh left untouched. There was a lovely bright pink color splashed with a few red hand prints when Cat finally finished. Tears glowed in Sean's eyes, and his cock was unbearably hard.
"Are you ready now, pet?" said Cat, sliding a glove off to rake her nails over his reddened ass. Sean barely stifled a groan, and tried not to move his hips or worse, rub his aching cock against her thigh.
Cat squirted lube on the fingers of her gloved hand, and thrust them against Sean's anus, rubbing, working two fingers in. Sliding her nails across his back, and up into his thick hair, grabbing a handful, hard. Sean groaned, and couldn't stop his hips from arching back to the fingers fucking his ass. Abruptly, she pulled her fingers free of his hot flesh. Sean whimpered and gasped at the same time, as Cat pushed the plug home, deep in his ass, seating it securely.
Now, all she had to do tonight was push a button on the small remote already in her purse, and Sean's ass would be discreetly abuzz anytime she desired, his cock springing to life, deliciously engorged.
"Now you're truly mine, for the entire weekend, remember?" Cat lazily stroked red skin with her nails as she spoke. "No guilt, no constraints or assumptions. Let yourself enjoy it all, you have my permission, Sean."
"Now, get my phone, it's playtime." Cat purred, patting his hot skin. Sean moved to obey, bringing the phone in his mouth, then kneeling as a footstool before her chair. Cat propped her feet up on the warm piece of personal furniture, dialed Toni, and chatted for a few minutes; they made plans to meet downstairs at their favorite bar. Nudging Sean's red ass with a spiked heel as the phone clicked shut, she ignored the illicit noise that followed.
"Get dressed, my pet, and leave the collar on." Cat's eyes narrowed, watching him crawl off to do her bidding.
Sean's face was flushed. He had expected this, but not as quick and demanding. Wearing the plug was one thing, it was hidden from view, but the collar would proclaim his submission. Strangely, he felt calm washing over his senses at that thought.
"Holy shit, I'm in for it tonight." Sean whispered to himself.
Cat touched up her lipstick, fluffed her long red hair back into place, then moved to stand by the door. "C'mon sweet stuff, Toni will be waiting."
Sean walked over, finishing up the buttons of his shirt. "Uh, does she...did you tell...what does she know about us?"
"Don't sweat it, pet." Cat smiled, "Toni is a dear friend, we have no secrets." Grabbing the card key, she left him to mull that over as they walked to the elevator doors.
The ride down was quiet, except for 'bong' of the floor level announcements.
Cat leaned in close, softly kissing Sean's lips, one hand moving to slip a finger through the small ring on the front of his collar, giving a tug as the doors slid open. A cacophony of sound slid over them; a humming buzz of people in excited conversation, the clink of ice in glasses, the ever present melody of slots beckoning, and people crying out, urging a player on, or in jubilation of a win.