My day started like most other weekdays, up at 6:30, in the shower, then getting ready for work, followed by a very busy and challenging day at work, after a 45 minute commute to work. The evening, after returning home from work, on this particular Thursday was wildly different. Tonight, I am actually packing for a long weekend vacation in Las Vegas. It is not your average, gambling, drinking, and partying excursion as one might think...No, it was going to be far more intense & rewarding, for this weekend, I was meeting my beautiful new submissive for the very first time.
After finishing my last minute packing I was off to a late evening flight to Vegas. I arrived shortly after 9:00PM, collected my luggage, picked up my rental car,then off to the Encore hotel. It is a deliciously exotic hotel, similar to a small tropical island, with beautiful scenery. I thought this would be the perfect place to spend time with my sweet baby girl, to show her off, and to enjoy as much of her and the Vegas night life as I could. I managed to get my luggage and belongings stowed away, and get to sleep at a reasonable hour. My little one will be arriving in the early afternoon, and I have to get everything ready.
The first day started at about 7:00AM, waking up, a nice small breakfast and coffee before my shower. Planning is all part of a Dominants role and I wanted to start early. I knew I had to be at the airport by 2pm, so I used every bit of time I could to make reservations for Dinner, get some flowers and succulents (her favorite), and some last minute things for the hotel room. Then it was time to organize the toys, cuffs, and rope for some very exciting play. I laid out each of 4 cuffs on the bed, next the now assembled spreader bar, a powerful smart wand, some locking clips for her nipples and clit, a blind fold, and a few other miscellaneous items. I packed a very small travel bag with an immediate gift for her on the ride to the hotel.
It is important to note a few things about being a Dominant, as well as a few things to note about submissive so. It isnât my place or position to control, coerce, or force anyone into doing anything, in fact those things will destroy any experiences with a submissive. Being a Dominant is about knowing the submissive you are working with, understanding their needs & desires, and knowing how to bring them into the head space to fully enjoy their interactions. A Dominant meeting a submissive for the first time isnât about treating the whole thing like a date, and asking the submissive what they would like to do or where they would like to go...at least at the beginning. There is nothing wrong with intimacy and falling in love, but the basis for the D/s at the beginning is setting expectations and structure, and then growing from there. If the submissive doesnât recognize you as a Dominant in the first few minutes of meeting, building to that can be quite difficult.
Now that things are in place, I have written my submissiveâs name (we will call her K) on a large white piece of poster board, along with a few hearts and creative things, I am off to the airport. I place the small travel bag in the drivers seat, and have only my wallet, keys, and the poster board in my hands, and I make my way to arrivals. The US Airways flight from California is arriving in 10 minutes, so I check the path from the gate that K will arrive in, and which luggage carrousel will be distributing the luggage. I plan the direction we will travel, and the easiest way back to the rental car, and notice a purple rose in a flower arrangement, which I purchase, discarding the rest leaving just the single rose. I position myself to be seen clearly, and wait patiently as the passengers begin arriving,waiting for my Beautiful K.
One by one, and in small groups they descend the escalator, and then I catch her eye. Her beautiful brown hair swaying with her stride, sparkling blue eyes, and the grin on her face as she reads the card I am holding, lighting up to a beautiful glow. Approaching her, watching her eyes following mine until she is close enough to wrap my arms around her, as she sighs into my grasp. I hug her with with a kiss on her forehead, handing her the purple rose. âDid you have a good flight baby girl?â, I asked...âYes Daddy!â, K responded enthusiastically. I took the carryon from her to hold on to it, and walked her to the luggage pickup, asking her to identify her suitcase for me, which I pick up and escort her out to the car. Watching her walking next to me and in front of me, noticing her rocking her hips in those well fitting denim jeans...knowing fondly that she wore them specifically for me to watch her ass. Watching her lean her nose down into the rose to smell it, I swing up close to her grabbing one entire side of her ass in my large hand, pivoting her around, squeezing her ass tightly as I lean down and kiss her.
Arriving at the car I ask her to hand me anything else she wants me to put in the trunk, and then wait by the passenger door. I load her luggage stowing is securely, then close the trunk, and walk around next to her, our eyes meeting each otherâs with vibrant electricity. I grab her tiny petite but well proportioned firm ass with both hands squeezing and kneading my fingers between her thighs picking her up and kissing her long and deeply. âI am to happy to see you, baby, Daddy has a special surprise for you in the carâ. I open the passenger door, letting her down slowly, and help her into the car, closing the door once she is settled. I walk around sliding into the drivers seat, picking up the small bag as I sit down. Without saying anything else, I open the bag in front of her, pulling out a small thin leather collar with a hint of purple lace around the edge, and a heart charm on the ring in the center, that reads âDaddyâs baby girlâ. âMay Daddy have your neck baby girl?â, I ask her, and I watch as looks at me, and the collar, almost trembling while considering the implication. Fighting a tiny bit of nervousness, disguised as excitement and anticipation, not knowing what will follow. K leaned in, and I slid the collar around her neck, careful not to catch her hair, and buckled and adjusted it with the charm dangling in front. I reached back into the bag, pulling out a leather leash, and handing it to her, asking her to hold it. âYou DO look beautiful in that collar Kâ, I comment before starting the car and beginning our trip to the hotel.
Once we were on our way, and we exchanged a few comments and talked about our flights, I looked over at her, smiles, and slid my right hand on top of her left leg. I let my hand slide back and forth a few times before running it all the way back to her hip, squeezing my finger between her thighs, grinding them against the seam of her jeans. âSomeone appears to be excited about this little vacation...I am just glad she knows that she is Mineâ, I comment specifically to tease her mind more and reinforce the fact she is wearing a collar Daddy bought her. With that comment alone, I began to feel a swell of warmth from between her thighs. I continue lightly teasing her as I tell her where we are staying, and that I have an exciting evening planned for us. I also inform her of a slightly artificial rule, for this trip, that she is welcome to call me Daddy when we are alone, but in public I want her to call me Sir. I enjoy being called Sir, quite a lot, but I am usually just as happy with Daddy. The whole purpose of this âruleâ is simply to reinforce in her mind that I want things a certain way, and that I want her to feel I am in control.
When we arrived at the hotel, I parked the car, asking K to remain in the car until I was able to get out her luggage. While loading the luggage up, I walked over to her door, opening it, asking her to hand me the leash. Taking it into my hand I locked it onto her new collar, and announced we were ready to head to our room. Toting her luggage as best I could, the leash in my hand dangling from her neck, we proceeded into the hotel, and headed toward our room. There were a few murmurs, and people staring at us, which I completely disregarded. âPeople are watching,do you really thing I should have this leash on?â, K asked cautiously. I spanked her ass, âDid you forget something Baby girl?â âMmm, what Daddy?â I sparked her ass harder, âSir, baby girl, and I do not care what others think, you are Mine!â. âYes, Sirâ, she responded.
Stopping at the door, I unlock it, and open the door. I told K to stand by the bed as finish putting away her luggage and clothes. She stopped at the bed seeing everything I had laid out, commenting on the succulents on the table by the bed. I want you to put those cuffs on your wrists and ankles, but leave all your clothes on. I watched her for a few moments, while opening her bags and pulling out her clothes, placing them in drawers. She watched me, nearly astonished that I was so bold as to indiscriminately open her bags and go through her things. She replied trembling and shaking lightly, âYes, Daddyâ. âGood girlâ, I responded, as I began pulling out her bras and panties. It was an exhilarating and empowering couple of moments. What I havenât mentioned is that while she is very excited and interested in a D/s or BDSM lifestyle, she has never experienced it first hand. Everything was new to her, not forced, but suggestively implied, and designed to push the boundaries of her comfort, without violating her trust. It was arousing watching her in those tight jeans bending over putting the cuffs on as I asked. Knowing her heart was racing with anticipation of what would come next. She looked back up at me, and I grabbed a pair of her panties, smelling them as she watched...âThese will be mine...after to cum in them...â, I said teasingly.
Once I finished putting most of her things away, and she had the cuffs on, she announced she had the cuffs on. I stopped what I was doing and walked over to her, checking her wrists and her ankles to make certain everything was secure, and I kissed her. âGood job, baby girlâ I told her, â now put your hands behind your back.â I turned her around, giving her ass a spank, knowing she would enjoy it, then locked the two wrist cuffs together. I turned her back around and sat her on the bed, instructing her to slide up on her back, and rest her head on the pillows. âWhat for?â She asked bluntly. I flipped her over and spanked her 2 more times, âNo sassing, baby girlâ, reluctantly she agreed. I grabbed the last pair of panties I put in the drawer, turned her around, and when she opened her mouth to say something, I popped the panties in her mouth, and slid her back up on the bed. While she watched I assembled the spreader bar, and locked her ankles to either end of the bar, the. I slowly opened the bar, extending it out fully, to the point her ankles were nearly on each edge of the bed. Then I took off my shirt, tossing it aside as I picked up my wand, turning it on to show her, before resting it on her leg.
I slowly increased the intensity of the wand, as I ran it up and down her pant legs, feeling her wiggling underneath me. I rested my leg on the spreader bar to minimize her movement, while holding her down. I continued to tease one leg then the other, sliding it up her side, and over her nipples almost poking through her top, letting the vibrations continue through her clothes. I continued almost silently, leaving plenty of space to hear the vibrations of the wand and her muffled moans. Then I began teasing down her hips closer and closer to the crotch of her jeans, resting against the apex of her mound, slowly caressing and stroking the wand against the seam of her jeans. I continued teasing her entire body, paying special attention to her pussy, making certain all of the vibrations being ground into her jeans were echoing throughout her pants, panties, and pink little treasure underneath. 20, and then 30 minutes passed, enjoying all of the teasing, knowing she was holding herself back, but trembling and shaking, fighting her body to resist and I tortured her with pleasure. Then as her breathing and moaning quickened, watching her hip rocking to meet the toy drawing out her orgasm from deep within her, getting to the point she wanted to get just the right attention to help her finally cum. I leaned over her, whispering in her ear..âYou know after you cum for Daddy, he is going to make it even more intense. Daddy wants you to cum like a naughty little slut!â Hearing her,watching her struggle, knowing it was seconds away, I continued coaxing her, be whispering naughty things in her ear until finally, I held the wand in just the right spot. She bucked and grinder her hips as best she could, and then it happened....moaning and screaming into the panties, again and again, her whole body shaking..I pulled the panties out and kissed her deeply, with her still moaning and grunting into me mouth.
Once her orgasms subsided I unfastened her pants and slid my hand inside her panties, petting her soaked dripping pussy, before thrusting 2 fingers inside her. I continued playing with her, teasing and torturing her, making her cum again on my fingers. As she recovered, I adjusted the spreader bar, bringing it in closer, then pulling her pants down to her thighs. I told her that Daddy was now going to have her ass. âPlease Daddy, I need itâ, she pleaded. I rolled her over and propped her up on her knees, then squirted the lube down the crack of her ass and on my cock. I slowly entered her ass, stretching her open, periodically spanking her and reaching between her legs, fingering her clit and pussy. We continued fucking through various positions and contortions for what turned out to be another hour, before we finally rested in each otherâs arm from exhaustion. âFuck, Daddy, I have never cum so hard or experienced anything quite like that in my entire life.â , she announced. âI am glad you enjoyed yourself baby girl, but that was just the start of your evening. We have reservations In 2 hours for dinner, we need to clean you up in the shower, and get your dressed for dinner.â, I replied. We snuggled and kissed for another 20 minutes, before finding ourselves fucking in the shower just not long after. Finally clean and exhausted, we dressed up and headed out for a very classy dinner, without a care or thought to the leather collar which remained on Kâs neck for the entire duration of our vacation, the leash applied when I really wanted to show her off or before a play session.
...wait to see what happens next...
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