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Chapter 3 – A Sub's Vacation
Martine loved Las Vegas. She loved the lights, the people, the action, but most of all she loved the adrenaline rush of what she had planned for sonya. Sonya had never been to Vegas before and even though she had seen Vegas on TV, she still could not believe that such a place existed.
After they checked into the hotel room, Martine and Sonya took a long, leisurely soak in the huge garden/Jacuzzi in their room. Sonya was also amazed at how relaxed her Mistress seemed to be. Martine had never been this nice to her and she was lapping it up.
"Come here pet," Martine cooed. Sonya scooted over closed to her Mistress. Martine slipped her fingers between sonya's legs. "Open wide for me, love." Sonya smiled and opened her legs wide, while her Mistress slipped two fingers into her soft, smooth, wet pussy.
"Get on your hands and knees, pet." Sonya scrambled to obey, turning her ass to her Mistress and her face towards the open window of their room.
Martine lathered up her fingers with the liquid bath gel on the side of tub and eased two fingers in sonya's ass, fucking them in deep. She pulled them out and looked. "Good girl, you remembered your instructions for this morning."
"Yes Ma'am, two enemas." Sonya blushed. Martine had to laugh. No matter what all she did to sonya, she still turned red and blushed like an innocent.
"Would you like to cum, pet?"
"Oh yes Ma'am, please?"
"Perhaps later … if you are very good, today."
"Yes, Ma'am, thank you Ma'am." Sonya sighed. Martine stepped out of tub, walked around to sonya, and grabbing up the little patch of hair on the top of her head, pulled her face up and slapped her hard. "That sighing had better stop now." She slapped sonya again.
Tears sprang to sonya's eyes. "I am sorry Ma'am."
"Well, we both agree on that. Now get out and put on the shorts I put out for you and the little daisy mae top." She looked down at her pet. "And no thong, either."
After dressing in her almost top and shorts and slipped on her sandals, sonya looked at herself in the mirror. I look like a scalped streetwalker, she said to herself. Martine slipped on a nice skirt and top and her new pair of Manolo's.
"Let's go, pet," Martine said, snapping the leash onto sonya's collar. Sonya gasped in horror. She could not believe that the Mistress would take her out on a leash in public. "Something wrong, pet? Are you ashamed for people to know that I am your Owner?"
"N-n-n-no Ma'am. I am sorry," sonya said quickly.
Martine just laughed. "This is Vegas. Who will notice?" And she opened the door to go out with her now-reluctant sub following. The elevator doors opened and the duo got on the elevator with several other people.
One of the men snickered and said, "Nice pet, lady."
Martine smiled at him. "What do you say to the nice gentleman, dear?"
Sonya whimpered out a quiet, "thank you sir."
"I don't think he heard you."
Sonya said much louder, "THANK YOU SIR."
Everyone in the elevator laughed. Poor sonya just bit her lip.
The taxi took them to the darker side of Vegas to a small casino where Martine had come before. The men there smiled when she walked in with sonya, still on her leash. She walked over to the blackjack table, said, "I want my pet to play, will you all watch her for me?"
William, the dealer, said, "Sure … but does it have money to play?" The other men at the table laughed.
Martine reached into her bag and pulled out two hundred-dollar bills and gave them to sonya. "Don't lose this, pet." Then she pushed sonya into the chair and wrapped her leash around the back and hooked it.
Martine strolled off to the slot machines, found a nice $5 one, fed it $100 and started playing.
The dealer took the money from sonya and gave her some tokens and explained to her how the game was played. It didn't take long for the girl to lose the money. "Oh what am I going to do," she wailed.
One of the men beside her, said, "I will loan a little to get you back in the game so you can recoup your losses." Within the next hour, sonya had lost the $200 Martine had given her, plus another $600 to the men at the table.
When Martine walked back to the table after hitting a nice jackpot, she saw sonya sitting there, sobbing. "Well, I guess this means you lost, pet."
William started laughing. "Ah, it lost more than that, lady."
"WHAT?" Martine shouted.
"It owes every man here $100."
Sonya sobbed louder. She wasn't sure what upset her more, that she owed money or that one of the men she owed money to kept calling her "it."
"Well, that puts you in a little dilemma, doesn't it?" Sonya nodded. "As far as I can see, the only way these men MIGHT let you off the hook is if you use that cute little body of yours to repay them."
William slapped down a CLOSED sign on his table. "Let's take this game to a private room in the back." Martine unhooked sonya's leash and they followed William and the five other men from the table. After they got in the private room, they all sat down, watching and waiting.
Martine unhooked the leash from sonya's collar. "Strip bitch and pay off your debts." Martine sat down, with a large smile on her face and waited to see what sonya would do.
Biting her lip, sonya took off her shorts and shirt. A collective moan of appreciation for her taut body, full tits, and shaven cunt spread over the room. Sonya approached William. "Sir? How can I repay you?"
Looking at Martine, who flashed him an anything goes hand motion, William said, "You can start by sucking my cock."
In a flash, sonya was down on her knees in front of William, opening his fly and pulling out his cock. She gently licked it to get it nice and wet before she started sucking it deep into her mouth and throat. William grabbed on to little hair hold and moved her head up and down his hard cock.
Another man from table stood up and moved behind sonya. He got dropped his pants and got down on his knees and pushed his cock into her with one big push. Back and forth, the two men fucked her. It didn't take long for them to cum, one down her throat, the other deep in her cunt.
Another man from the table slipped down his pants and pulled sonya over to straddle him. Yet another stood on the sofa beside them and pushed her mouth down on his cock. The last man stood and dropped his pants. He walked behind them and spat on his hand and then rubbed it on the head of his cock. He was not gentle as he pushed it into her ass. The man with his cock in her mouth loved the feeling on his cock when she screamed on it as the man fucked her ass hard and deep.
Martine could not resist; she slipped a hand under her skirt and started rubbing her wet pussy while she watched her sub get fucked every which way but loose in every hole. William walked over to her and said, "I could help you with that."
Martine gave him her drop-dead, cold smile. "I would sooner fuck a dog."
William reached back and backhanded her, "bitch that can be arranged."
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