I lead you through the main floor of the club. We are going downstairs to a special event. This is my first time bringing a pet to this event and I am glad it is you. I want tonight to be very special and I think you will greatly enjoy what is in store for you.
We stop at the door and I choose the collar you will wear tonight. You balk a little as I choose the collar color that signals to everyone that they can touch you without asking my permission first. I give you a look that is both reassuring but is also a command. This is going to happen. You are nervous but it turns you on even more. Your little thing is hard and erect. I tease you by patting it and tug your chain to make you bend over so I can whisper in your ear that you are going to be a very good slut tonight. I tell you that you are going to be ridden hard and put up wet. I love watching you squirm and giggle.
I lead you through the main floor, weaving between as many people as I can. I can hear some of the other guests making comments and hear you yelp and giggle nervously as you are groped and touched. I am smiling, quite pleased at your experience. Several of the guests make comments of wanting to use you right now. I politely tell them that you will be downstairs at the special event. Some of them cheer at this, some of them pat your ass and tell you that they will be seeing you later. My favorite was when a good friend and fellow Domme tells you that she has a special strap-on that you will be introduced to later and you bite your lip and moan.
As much as I am enjoying this, we have an event to get to and I want to get you there. I've been to this event before and I am looking forward to watching you in it, using you myself as the thought of what is going to happen makes me wet, and the thought of you being used as you adore to be used makes me very pleased. We head downstairs and I knock on the red door that is adorned with a sign saying there is a special event tonight. A slot in the door opens and the voice on the other side asks if we have an invitation. I pull out my invitation, not that I need one...I am the cousin of the owner of the club, and we are ushered in. The man at the door sees your collar and gropes your push up bra I made you wear under your pretty pink shell. You groan like the greedy little slut you are and I chuckle. So does the doorman. He tells you in a deep, gruff voice that you are going to be used like the dirty little whore you are. I think you might just sink to the floor as your knees go weak and you nearly stumble. I smile and tug on your chain to lead you into the room more.
I take you to the man who is working as the "stable master" for the night. I pat your ass and tell you to be my good little slut and do everything you are told to do and I will see you soon. You look at me and I see the fear in your eyes. I kiss you and whisper to you that it will be alright. You don't know what is going to happen but your trust in me is absolute. If I tell you that it will be alright, you know it will be and that I will never do anything to hurt you or put you in a situation where you will be harmed and pushed beyond your limits. You meekly give me a "Yes, Mistress," and I pass your chain over to the stable master.