Chapter 1: Introduction and background
Greetings. This is a true accounting of my recent long weekend in Las Vegas. It has been transcribed from the daily journal I was required to keep of my servitude along with additional documentation I was provided with afterwards. It was put into a story format at the request of my dominant, Sir Michael. The dialog is as best I can recall at what was said at the time, some of conversations therefore are paraphrased when I cannot recollect the exact words. This is not good reading for the faint of heart.
I am Bobbie. In addition to Sir Michael and me, there were others participating in the weekend activities but by agreement I do not know their identities. Hopefully, you know my servitude history from reading Eight Days in a Binding Contract, a similar journal of a real week I spent as a bondage submissive in 2023, my first experience in such a life. If you have not, doing so may help make better sense of this journal and in it you can view the extensive contract that sets out the permissions, desires, limits, and safety parameters we agreed upon then and would govern this weekend too.
And if you have read it, you may recall that I was a 46-year-old straight male who spent a total of eight days in San Diego exploring my fantasy of bondage, discipline and forced sexual use by others via my best friend, a 48-year-old gay man and some of his gay friends. That narrative ended with the mention that Sir Michael and I might want to do this again. We had recently been discussing in earnest just how and when such another trip to his home could occur and what it would entail. We were at the point of looking at potential dates in July or August of 2024 when another opportunity presented itself for my fantasies and kinks to be fulfilled in a better venue a little sooner.
I am still the COO for a manufacturing company in North Carolina. I needed to attend a trade show in Las Vegas, May 7-9. During one of my regular phone conversations with Mike I mentioned I would be in Vegas. As best friends dating back to college, we had met up at other conferences in Las Vegas in years past as it is a short, cheap flight from San Diego to Las Vegas for him and he gets to visit with friends he has in the area as well as enjoying the Vegas nightlife and shows with me on my company tab (most nights I am entertaining customers and venders and Mike tags along, we have a great time).
One of Mike's buddies who lives in Vegas and his partner enjoy a Dom/Sub BDSM lifestyle. Sir Michael had discussed with him ideas for my servitude and discipline while he was planning my previous San Diego trip. I had been ultimately subjected to many of his friend's suggestions. Sir Michael had then shared my journal with him afterwards, so he knows my story. Upon learning I was traveling to Las Vegas, Mike let his buddy know I was coming to town.
His friend and his partner own a large estate home in the Vegas vicinity. The home has a substantial, well-appointed playroom, i.e., dungeon, that they and their friends use to entertain themselves. Mike, while not into the BDSM lifestyle, had on previous occasions stayed at their home and had seen the dungeon, telling me about it to tantalize me. His friend reminded Mike that they still have a tight circle of gay Dom/sub couples who usually in pairs of three or four, meet up at their home about once a month for a weekend of BDSM debauchery. Mike was told it is usually quite a party, often with different themes, but regardless includes bondage, discipline, and sex. He suggested Mike should bring me and I could be their featured entertainment for the weekend. They would match the weekend to align with the completion of my trade show.
Sir Michael made the offer to me. I did not give an immediate yes to the invitation. It sounded exciting but the number of people that might be attending was large, about eight to ten men along with Sir Michael and me, maybe even more, an overwhelming number. I was also not sure what being the 'featured entertainment' might entail, but I could visualize everything from bliss to horror. But in the end, especially since Sir Michael thought this would really be perfect for my 'warped fantasies,' as he put it, and that he would remain in charge of me as outlined in our contract, I agreed.
In the time between the San Diego trip and the Las Vegas trip not much had changed in my life, I am still happily married to a wonderful woman. She is not into bondage and certainly not into discipline and torture, but once or twice a year she will indulge me by securing me to the bed or wrapping me in stretch-wrap and then sexually playing with me. This has happened twice since San Diego, and both times were fantastic. Otherwise, I satisfied my urges with secret self-bondage, or by watching BDSM videos and reading stories on-line, none to excess. Most of my phone conversations with Mike, usually about twice a week are not about BDSM, but just our lives in general, although talk about our sex lives, wants and desires creep into our chats occasionally. Health-wise Sir Michael has remained extremely healthy and 'undetectable.' Over the course of the past year, my health and fitness has also remained excellent. I have lost about ten pounds, now weighing in at 171; not bad for my 5'10" height. The weight loss is attributed to both my diet and daily trips to the gym each morning before work. I still have all my hair. Both Mike's and my careers continue to be successful and fulfilling. I still contend with the high stress of running a business. My bondage fantasies remain my release.
Chapter 2: The Palace Signing
{Thursday 4:30 pm - 6:30 pm}
I had a successful trade show. Mike had flown in on Tuesday, part way through the show and had checked in at his friend's home. He made it downtown to meet up with me on Wednesday for one of my 'dinner and drinks' meetings along with a few others from my company staff, sponsored by a vender who wanted to be a supplier to us. This meant the vender team was picking up the tab, nice for all of us. We then when on to catch a comedy show. At the conclusion of the evening Mike made final arrangements for picking me up at my hotel on Thursday afternoon to take me to his friend's home. I would be flying home on Sunday.
During the Expo/Conference I also had been doing my best to follow my pre-instructions given to me by Sir Michael, specifically to avoid large meals, especially one's with fatty meats, i.e., forgo the big steak and order chicken or fish; skip the dairy and spicy foods. Eating vegetables and fruits was encouraged along with beans and whole grains if I could. I was also to take a fiber supplement like Metamucil. They actually make orange flavored Gummies that are pretty good. Apparently, all these things help regulate and minimize bowel activities which makes anal play more pleasant for the top. Obviously, during my stay he planned to be using my butthole again.
I was picked up around 4:00 PM by Sir Michael in his rental car. While the true adventure wasn't to begin till later in the evening or the next morning, I was handed a blindfold and told to put it on. I was not to know where the home was located, not for the protection of the owners, but to support my fantasy and desire for anonymity. It was about a half hour drive from the hotel. As we drove our conversations were mostly about my business at the conference and we didn't talk about the weekend to come until we were almost at the villa. That short discussion was that I would meet and visually see our host and then the three of us would go over addendums to the 'contract' and discuss house rules for me and what in general to expect. As we neared our arrival, I was instructed to take off the blindfold so I could see the house as we approached.
Wow. This was quite a home. It sits on what I guess to be about five to seven acres of ground. There were other homes nearby, but also on like sized lots so you could not really see one home from another. As you drove up the driveway, the land around it was beautifully landscaped, of course in a desert climate style, but still with very lush gardens and trees. Sir Michael points out the trees and plants as we go, proud of his knowledge, "That's an African sumac, that's bay laurel, these are date palm trees" and so on about other plantings, some sprouting beautiful flowers. The home is palatial. It sits about two-thirds back on the lot with the drive splitting as we approach, with one leg heading to the four-car garage on the side of the house and the other to a circle ending by the front entryway. The circle has an exquisitely landscape fountain area in the middle of the loop. The home is a tasteful Mediterranean style with numerous arches featured in its stucco walls and a low-pitched terra-cotta roof. It's big, with balconies and mosaic touches that scream wealth. This is definitely a multi-million-dollar home by my estimation. I'm told in addition to the master suite, it has five additional bedrooms suites, each with their own bath and small sitting areas. I won't get to see any of these during my stay.
We are met at the door by Sir Michael's friend. He gives his friend a hug and then introduces me to him. "This is Bobbie, I also call him Bitch, Cunt, and Pussy. You can call him whatever you want, it's your home," he said with a laugh. There is not a return introduction of his friend to me. I didn't know what to expect appearance wise of his friend, as I hadn't given it any previous thought. I would guess he was just a little older than us, in his early fifties. Fit, tall, maybe six feet, reasonably good looking. Dressed in slacks and a white golf shirt. A successful, distinguished look about him.
His friend says, "Lets head to my office." and we entered. The foyer itself is amazing with an arched two-story high ceiling with exquisite trim and decorations. I am walked through the main house which is of an open floorplan design. It is breathtaking, both the building features and furnishings, stunning yet not ostentatious. I have been fairly successful in my career and as a result have a very nice home, but nothing like this. As we move further within, beyond the main gathering areas, I can see a huge open kitchen area also well suited for entertaining. Through the windows lining the dining room and pool table/game area you can see the backyard where there is a lavish swimming pool surrounded by a large patio area with lots of lounge chairs, a couple of gazebos and a cabana, obviously the area where their outside entertaining occurs. It too is lush with desert greenery.
We reach his office which has both his desk and a work/conference table. I'm told to take a seat at the table, and I do. There are three sets of papers which are sets of Sir Michael's and my original contract now with a set of addendums I was to consider and agree. I am told to pick up my copy and I recognize the first page of the document. There has been a minor change, an addition two lines at the bottom, 'Amended' and a date.
A Servitude Contract
Enter into between
Sir Master Michael
Dominant
&
His Bitch, Bobbie
Submissive
on this Friday, May 12, 2023
Amended
Thursday, May 9, 2024
Mike and his friend picked up their copies too and Sir Michael went over the changes. He advised that the contract, as originally written, that I had previously agreed takes up the bulk of what I have in front of me. It was the last two pages that have the amendments that we need to go over. He asked first if I have any questions about the main document which I did not, so he directs me to the last two pages, which are as follows:
Amendments:
Section 11 (Add) The parties agree to extend the contract effective time period to include Thursday, May 9, 2024 to Sunday, May 12, 2024.
Section 14 (Add) The locations to be used shall also include the property and home of a friend of the Dominant located in the Las Vegas area.
Section 15.10 (Add/Strike) The Submissive shall service the friends or guests of the Dominant at any location of the Dominant's choosing. The Submissive may (strike 'will') be bound/restrained/blindfolded during these encounters.
Section 15.12 (Add) Under his supervision the Dominant may use others to secure the bonds.
Section 15.14 (Add) The Dominant may elect to use his guests to be the near-by watch of the Submissive while he is bound, gagged or in restrictive sleeping or be watched via attended monitors.
Section 15.18 (Add/Strike) The Submissive may (strike 'will') be bound, restrained and blindfolded during these encounters and this is by the Submissive's expressed request and consent.
Section 15.19 The Submissive will take a daily regimen of 40mg Cialis (Tadalafil) to help assure he can be rigid when required.
Appendix 1 Obedience: (Add) The Submissive shall address the Dominant as Sir Michael or Master. He shall address the dominant host and any dominant guests as Master or if appropriate as Mistress. He shall address the submissive host and any submissive guests as Sir, as the Submissive is subservient to them.
