Halloween, Francine's Boutique
Dominant women from all over the Las Vegas area had been invited to come and bring their favorite pets with them. Sandra's building had three stories to it, and she had turned the top floor into a stage and night club type area for intermittent gatherings. It wasn't anything like a real club, but it was a place that dominant women could gather away from prying eyes and judgmental people like you'd find at more public lesbian clubs or bars in the area. This Halloween gathering was a special one this year. In addition to the pets and submissives being allowed to dress up, they would perform a dance routine for all the Dominant women in attendance.
Sandra, who owned Francine's stood by the bar area watching all her guests. When she saw Tara sitting by herself, she went over and sat down.
"Why are you alone tonight?" Sandra asked pulling a chair out to sit.
"I'm not alone, there's just only me at my table. Besides, I have my pet..." She said looking at her watch. "And I believe she's up next to perform."
"You sound very proud of her." Sandra inquired.
"Sandra, if you knew the whole story how she was before her submission to me, you'd have wondered how I refrained from killing and disposing of her body." Tara said with a smirk.
Sandra's eyes widened. "How did you break her?" She asked.
Tara smiled thinking back to the say they fought. "To start, she tried to pick a fight with me..."
Sandra smiled. "She had no idea about your martial arts background, did she?"
Tara chuckled. "No, she didn't. Suffice it to say, after I beat her, I talked, she listened, she submitted, and has been happy at my feet ever since."
"What makes her so dedicated?" Sandra asked.
Tara thought for a minute on how to answer her without giving anything away any details her life. "Suffice it to say that her life was devoid of any kind of support network. I became that support network and haven't regretted it in the least."
"I've seen the girls downstairs fitting her more than a few times. She has the look of a truly a devoted pet who loves her Mistress." Sandra said to her.
"She is, without a doubt, the greatest submissive I've ever trained." Tara told her with pride in her voice.
"Better than Kathy?" Sandra asked.
"Kathy is equal to her in the way that they both love their places with me. But Lindsey is better in the way that she had no formal training or experience as a submissive. She was a clean slate and was a joy to train." Tara told her.
Sandra smiled hearing Tara speak so fondly of Lindsey. She suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see who it was. Smiling, she stood and embraced the woman. "It's good to see you Karmen, I'm glad you made it."
"It's nice to be home, Sandra, even if it is just for a weekend. As much as I like LA, Vegas will still be my home." she replied. She looked over at Tara. "I don't believe I've had the pleasure, Karmen Westgate." She said extending her hand.
Tara stood and took her hand. "Tara Andrews, pleasure to meet you. Please, join me..."
Karmen sat down. "Modest kneel." She pointed to a spot and told her pet. "I apologize, but I don't recall ever having met you before." She said to Tara.
She watched as the submissive woman knelt next to Karmen. "This is my first-time attending Sandra's Halloween party. She's been after me to come for a couple years now, but life has conspired against me until tonight." Tara said with a smirk.
"Oh, I can imagine. There are times, I'd like to bitch slap life in the face for doing the same to me." Karmen said smiling. "May I buy you ladies some champagne?"
"Seven up for me, someone has to run this place tonight." Sandra said waving one of her submissives over.
Karmen looked at the submissive. "Champagne for Mistress Tara and I, and a seven up for your Mistress." The pet bowed her head in respect and walked off to get the drinks.
"Is your pet going to perform this year?" Sandra asked Karmen pointing to the Asian woman behind her.
"No. Michelle badly strained her back 6 weeks ago. So, I'm forcing her not to dance this year." Karmen replied. "Trust me, she wanted to, but since her employer is paying for the rehab and treatment, I told her that she will follow the treatment plan to the letter."
Tara looked up at the ceiling when she heard Tool's song "Sober" start to play. Smiling, she turned her attention to the stage. "What does she do?" she asked Karmen.
"She's a building inspector for LA county. She loves her job, but..." Karmen stopped talking as she saw the orange color crawl onto the stage. "Who is that, and what is she doing?"
Tara looked over at Sandra who was watching as well. "She's stalking her prey." Tara said as she stood and watched.
The woman on stage had painted her whole body up to resemble a tiger. Her slicked back hair was made up into two buns on the sides of her head where ears would be. Of course, she had painted her hair orange with black stripes. The performer had even gone so far as to put a tiger's tail buttplug in her ass. She was slowly getting up on the stage very much the same way a Tiger would move in the jungle. She wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing and wasn't ashamed in the least of her body. The people in the audience watched as she slowly climbed onto the stage to start her performance. She was crawling on her hands and toes to simulate how the big cat would move.
The dancer stalked from the club floor onto the stage towards her prey. The audience could see that she went all out with her body paint. Her hands and feet were painted to look like the pads that the big cat would have. She stalked forward; the first verse of the song started. She slid up the dancer's pole all the way to the top. She moved around it with ease. She was switching from her left hand and leg to her right with ease to the beat of the drums.
"Holy SHIT she's got to be strong to only use one leg and hand to keep her up there." Tara heard someone in front of her say. "I'm more amazed at her dexterity since she can switch hands in the middle of a routine." Someone else commented. Tara smiled even bigger as she watched and listened.
She spun with the music and never took her eyes off "her prey". She had moved halfway down the pole in the meantime. When the first chorus hit, she leaned backwards and planted her hands on the floor. She let go of the pole and did a pair of back flips over to the opposite side of the stage. When she landed, she instantly dropped on to the floor. Getting up and moving slowly, she was stalking her prey as she moved.
"She's incredible." Karmen said with amazement in her voice.
