Dominic and Rosie
Rosie sat in the headmaster’s office. Everything had happened so quickly. The secretary had ushered a substitute into her room at the end of her morning planning and told her to report to the headmaster’s office. Although the secretary had been smiling, Rosie sat with a feeling of uneasiness in her stomach. Luckily, she had planned a light and fun day with the children to reset after extensive tests. Her entire classroom had been transitioned into game stations for the kids, and all she had to do was observe them engage in the game-like review activities. It was one of her best low-stress lesson plans, and she was quite salty about missing it for this surprise. Then, she remembered she had been called to the headmaster’s office unexpectedly. She couldn’t remember anything she’d done egregiously wrong. Wracking her brain for any hint of an issue that would require a meeting, she sighed and took a few deep breaths to calm her stomach.
Just as a scowl settled across her face, the door swung open and the headmaster appeared with Dominic closely behind him. Rosie popped up off her chair like a cork from a champagne bottle.
“Ms. Rose, no, no, stay seated,” the headmaster began gesturing for her to sit. Rosie was so stunned to see Dominic that all she could do was stand and stare at him. Dominic recognized her look and moved to her.
“My love, oh I know you must be anxious and this is quite a surprise, but I promise. Everything is lovely, isn’t that right, Chester?” With that Dominic clapped the headmaster on the shoulder. The men both nodded and smiled at Rosie.
“Just know that we have taken care of your classes, Ms. Rose. I’ll leave you two for a minute while I oversee the last details of your departure,” and with that, the headmaster turned on his heels and closed the door softly behind himself.”
Dominic placed a hand on Rosie’s collarbone. Giving a slight pressure, he pushed her to take her seat on the leather chair. Looking directly into her eyes, gave her a simple command. “Sit down, my wife.” As she did, he knelt and took her hands in his. Her breath was shaky as she worked to calm her breathing.
“Not knowing is a problem for you; I know this, my wife and I are going to help you with that problem. Surprises can be good. I’m disappointed that you haven’t learned this lesson in the last fourteen years. I am sorry for the subterfuge, my sweetest wife. I do know you enjoy the razor-thin blade of excitement my surprises provide for you. We will have been married fifteen years next week and to once again show you my commitment to you, we are going on an adventure. You will know nothing about it until you experience it. I want you and I to explore our trust in each other and the best way I can think to do that is to take you somewhere you have never been and ask you to go there as my submissive and stay in your role even when out in public. I know this has been a dream of yours, public service. I do not want to make it too obvious, but I think going somewhere and making you explore your role will be fun. What do you think? Will you go and celebrate with me?”
Rosie couldn’t answer. The tears of happiness were choking her and all she could do was sob. A surprise vacation as a submissive to her dominant? To be totally in his care and his charge? This was such a beautiful gift. She couldn’t even think of a better or more appropriate gift to celebrate their 15 years.
His dominance. Her submission. Their very own balance in the world. Lifting her face, she lunged to kiss him and threw her arms around his neck. “Yes, my love. Yes, yes, yes, a hundred times yes.”
Dominic stood up, lifting Rosie with him to twirl her around in a bear hug. “Well, then. Your first rule is no questions. Do you understand?” Rosie nodded while wiping the tears off her cheeks. “Let’s go, my Rose. Your chariot awaits.”
The secretary and the headmaster had her suitcase and jacket waiting for her when she exited the office on Dominic’s arm. With an exciting sendoff, she and Dom were out of the office and on their way to the airport.
“Your suitcase is packed with your essentials and a few toys. We will go through it when we get to the airport because I want you to know exactly what they will see in your carry-on bag.” Rosie clenched her thighs. The humiliation was so delicious. She was dressed modestly, as usual. So the dichotomy of her appearance and the extremity of the bag's contents were making her center light up like the Vegas strip. “There are several sizes of butt plug, your butterfly vibrator, a nice collection of paddles and whips, oh, yes, and I brought your cane just in case you have trouble and decide to act up. A few stripes on your thighs always do wonders for your attitude, isn’t that right, sweet one?”
Rosie cast her eyes in her lap, not daring to look up, but she smiled from ear to ear beneath her swath of dark hair.
Dominic threw the car into the park in the garage near the terminal and turned to face Rosie. Taking her face in his large hands he moved her face to look him directly in the eyes. “My sweet Rose, you have asked me previously to experiment with a 24-hour dynamic where every aspect of your life is controlled by me. I am asking you right now to voice your consent to me for this scene that will last more than 24 hours if you are willing.
We only have three days, but I intend for every second of that day for your mind and parts of your body to be filled by me and for my pleasure. Do you agree? Tell my, my sweetest Rose…” he pulled her face closer by the back of her neck and kissed her encasing her lips in the softest of embraces. She felt as if her entire being melted into him and as his tongue swirled around hers and explored every part of her mouth she gave the slightest motion to pull back and he broke his pull instantly, “Tell me my one’s heart.”
Bringing up her hands to cup his jaw, she looked deeply into his eyes and said, “My sweetest husband,” Rosie looked down, but when she looked back up to meet his gaze she had a mischievous smirk plastered on her full lips. She did little cheerleader moves with her arms and squealed with glee. “I can’t believe you are taking Vegas off my bucket list. You sneaky bastard–I’ve talked about this trip for years. Dom, you did it? We are going to Vegas on the last minute “Vegas or Bust” kinda adventure?”
“I did for you, my love.” Dom smiled; the genuine joy and happiness caused her to break her scene. He used the scene to express her love to her, sure. But what he loved, was her excitement and her joy. She did little cheerleader moves with her arms and squealed with glee. She was truly contagious. He took a deep breath and put his hands over hers. I always do it for you.” Looking her in the eyes, he steadied her with his gaze. “I adore your joy, my love, but I do need your consent too.”
Rosie cleared her throat and dropped her gaze again reverting to her role. “Of course, my husband. Yes.” And she spoke the words, “You have my consent. I am your willing and obedient one. Your counterbalance. Your conversation. You may use me as you please. All limits are paused for your consideration. I choose the word yellow to slow the scene and I used the word red to stop. I am your one.”
Dominic repeated her words back to her, “I have your consent, my willing one. Now, I will use you. I am surprised yet pleased by your pausing your limits. We will need to discuss this further, but for now, yellow means slow, and red means stop. You are my one.”
With that, Rosie knew the deal was sealed. Dom took a deep breath and began to set the scene, “Now, my sweetest Rose. Vegas is a town that is beneath your beauty and your purity. It is filth under my sweet Rose’s feet. However, we all know that roses do quite well in properly managed and curated filth, and just like those Roses, I am going to plant you in filth this weekend my love, but I want to take several steps to protect you from that side of things. For starters, you will change into the outfit provided for you in the carry-on. This is your only outfit and you will wear it every time you are in public. Underneath it, you will wear this,” Rosie’s eyes grew larger as he pulled out her corset, a nude-colored silk long-sleeved shirt, and a long petticoat that cut off right below her knee. He had also included her garter belt and what looked like some nice dark silk stockings. It was the most modest underclothing thing she had ever seen, except for her corset. Although she had her shape from the corset, the silk and skirt covered her up from neck to knee and the stockings meant the only thing visible after putting on her overdress would be her wrists and head.
Was this a new kink? She looked to Dominic and he held up the undergarments, “These will make sure that every single picture of your naked body that the TSA has of you is this way. Covered. Protected. They may have the images, but your form is controlled by us. This isn’t you. This is what we give them. That’s all They see no skin in real life and they briefly see your face. That’s it. For the rest of the trip, you are for me and my pleasure. That’s why you exist and you know I don’t like it when others enjoy you without my permission. That’s why I’ve added a scarf, face mask, gloves, and sunglasses to your kit. Once we are through security, I expect your hair to be covered and your germ-filtering mask on. If we are inside, you do not have to wear the sunglasses, but outside, you will wear them.”
Rosie smiled. “I understand, my one.” I will cover myself for your pleasure only.”
“Yes, there’s a good girl. Go get dressed and we’ll get through security. I’m excited to watch your blush as you realize they are viewing the assortment of toys in your case and that the only clothes you are taking with you are on your body and putting that together with the image of you. You are simply intoxicating, woman. Now, get changed.
When Rosie opened the bag on her lap in the stall she found a simple but elegant caftan. It was Sakura pink with pearl accents and the entire long-sleeved bodice was see-through white lace. Rosie laughed under her breath when she realized the deception. From a distance, it would appear she was nude under the lace, but up close, the silk undershirt protected her from anyone seeing even an inch of her skin. It was brilliant actually. The flowing skirt of the caftan reached down to just above her ankles. The cut of the cloth combined with the corset accented her hips and long legs. She was thrilled at how what the TSA would see, although she seriously doubted that they cared. She knew she wouldn’t if it was her job. But still, the idea of being completely covered and restricted from any lecherous gaze made her stomach knot up her heart pine for him even more.
Dominic took a breath as Rosie exited the bathroom. She was a vision, all soft pink and white lace. Her hair was pinned at the nape of her neck in a tight bun, but several soft tendrils had come loose around her flushed face. The only skin visible was her neck and face, everything else was covered, even if the form-fitting bodice looked more risqué than it was. He smiled even bigger as she made her way across the terminal.
As she pressed a billowing hug into his side, he kissed the top of her uncovered head and whispered right above her ear: “I’m going to enjoy putting some well-placed stripes on those thighs for forgetting your scarf. I hope you understand that.”
Rosie looked up startled. There was no scarf in the bag. What was going on? Was this a trick? Crap. She knew he wanted her to present problems to him, but she hated doing it (which spurred him on even more).
She shook her head and dropped her eyes, “My master. I saw no scarf. Perhaps I missed it and could check again?”
Dominic wasn’t surprised by this. He had the scarf in her pocket. He held it up to her and helped her pin it to the back of her head and wrap it gracefully around her neck. He then pulled out a broach made of silver and fastened it in place at her throat.
“You did that perfectly, my little one. It was indeed a test, but I very well remember a time when you would have said nothing and simply taken your punishment without a peep. For doing so well, I’m going to reward you between now and when we board the plane, you are going to orgasm. I’m not going to let you choose the time or place, but the good news is that you will orgasm before you get on that plane. You deserve a special treat for all the work you’ve done. Now, enjoy your humiliation through security. When you get through, go directly to the Night Ways bar. It’s very close to the gate. Stop at the restroom and put in a plug–I’ll let you choose the size for now. I will pronounce judgment on your choice so choose carefully, my sweet. You may not speak to me until I approach you at the bar. Nod and squeeze my hand if you understand.” Rosie did. “Now, go. I’ll see you in a few minutes.”
Dominic kissed her and escorted her to stand behind him in line. While waiting, he worked on his phone and made a phone call back the phone to put some business things in order. Rosie looked around at all the staff who would be looking at her sculpted body through the corset and underclothes. She wondered how obvious the whalebone would be or if they would be able to see how hard her nipples were or how wet her pussy felt.
Before long, it was over and no one had made a visible fuss although she had been selected for a special screening and had to be felt down by one of the female guards. When she cupped Rosie’s sex, Rosie looked up and looked directly into the crowd. Her eyes were met by Dominic. He stood at the end of the line watching her. He smiled when the pat down got intimate, but turned and walked towards the gate before she had gathered her things.
Rosie put herself back together and went directly to the restroom to put in the plug. He had given her a nice assortment, but making her choose was agony all of its own. Too small and she would be punished. Too big and he would admonish her for trying too hard. She also didn’t know how long she was going to have to wear it. She chose a mid-sized plug from her case and went into the stall. Retrieving some vaseline from her bag, she delicately scraped her finger around the rim and quickly moved to balance herself and smear some of the gel around the plug. It took a moment to work the device up into her. It was the type of plug that was flared so that when it seated, her sphincter contracted automatically around the cold steel base.
Resisting the urge to play with her clit, she delicately exited the stall and tiptoed to the sink to wash her hands. With no underwear, she had to fight gravity to keep the plug in place. The constant contraction and pressure were unrelenting and made her clit throb. She could imagine his cock deep in her occupying the place of the plug, but he would be warm and velvet hard and oh, so thick as he split her open.
Rosie moved carefully to the bar as directed by Dominic. There she found him sitting at a large mahogany mantle sipping what looked to be a Manhattan, his favorite drink. He raised his glass to her as she approached and she moved to sit next to him at the bar. Her drink, a wedding cake martini, sat waiting for her. Dominic leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.
“You are truly a vision, my darling. How beautiful you look this evening. I must say, pink is certainly your color. You look like a rose in full bloom. Is your drink to your satisfaction, my love?”
Rosie smiled and nodded at Dominic in the dim bar light. Her ass was on fire from the width of the plug, and sitting on it only drove it further into her aching core. “Good.” Now stand up and turn around so your backside is facing the bar. I need to check your plug.” She did as she was told and he quickly traced the line of her back to her ass. When he found the base of the plug inserted snuggly he gave it a tug and then pushed it back in to make her tight hole open and close again. “Which size did you choose, darling? This feels like the medium.” The lines around his eyes that made him look so handsome were only enhanced in the soft lighting. The tone of his voice was slightly threatening when he mentioned the size. Was he displeased?
“Are you not pleased with the size, my Master? I am happy.. to… change it for you.” Rosie stumbled as he fiddled with the plug and she felt her hole clench down trying to still the invasive movements.”
“No. I am pleased with your ambition. I’m just interested in how it will feel when you cum on my fingers in a few minutes. Think it will help or hurt your endeavors here?”
Rosie blushed and looked at the floor. “I always enjoy your attention, Master.”
“Oh, ho! Only a slut would want such things.” Dom laughed softly. “Let’s move over to that booth in the corner. I think I’m going to start you out with more privacy than you deserve, slut. Don’t worry. You will work your way up to cumming in full view of strangers this trip. Rest assured.”
Rosie’s stomach dropped. They had discussed this. She loved being treasured and praised but never shared. Dominic had requested that she allow him to bring others to worship her.
After a few minutes of small talk in the darkened booth, Dominic turned so that he faced Rosie while Rosie looked out towards the bartender. The mirrors around the booth were a cheap decorating trick to make the place look bigger, but it had the effect of showing Rosie her face, as Dominic began to move the skirts of her caftan aside.
“I told you I would reward you tonight before you got on the plane and I meant it.” He leaned over her whispering in her ear while sliding his hand down into her lap. “Lift your skirts and give me access, dear, slowly, slowly, that’s it. I just want to put my fingers right…here.”
He pressed against her center with the full intention of rubbing her clit and although his aim was a little high, he very quickly felt of her sex until he parted her lips with his fingers and was able to flick her engorged clit with his index finger. Dominic continued to whisper in her ear and stroke her back. From across the room, it would look like they were sharing a delicious secret or maybe even some heated words of lust. But up close, anyone from the bartender to a patron could see his hand disappear into her lap under the ruffles of her skirts.
Pressing a circle into her pubic bone, Dominic urged her with hushed tones, “There you are love. I can feel you slick.” Dominic pushed to the side delighting at how his fingers found her so hot and wet. He slipped two thick digits into her weeping slit and firmly curved them both towards her belly button. “I’m going to put some pressure here, but I will need you to do the work. Don’t make it too obvious, love.”
But Rosie needed little encouragement, the delicious intrusion in her ass, the scene of the bar, and being rewarded by her Master in public.
Dominic could feel how the large plug in her narrow passage pushed her pussy smaller and tighter. He could feel her clenching around him and he knew wiggling his digits over the ridge at the end of his middle finger would send her over the edge, so he did just that. At the same time, he pressed up with his thumb to put pressure on her clit.
Eyes wide, her rhythmic clenching ceased and she gripped his shoulder with her hand. Dominic chuckled as he felt her pussy release a gush of fluid. He wouldn’t be surprised if there was a wet spot on the back of her dress. Hopefully, all the fabric would cover it, but if not, oh well. She was getting exactly what she wanted out of this deal. The swiftness of her orgasm proved that.
He withdrew his fingers and immediately brought them to her lips. “Suck them, Rosie. Suck your juice off my fingers and understand that this is just your first taste of pussy on this trip. You have softened your limits and I am not going to let this opportunity pass me by. I have been incredibly pleased with you my love and I am going to prove that to you beyond a shadow of a doubt.” Dominic reached down and kissed her quickly to taste the wetness on her lips. She was intoxicating.

Dominic and Rosie’s anniversary adventure will continue.