“Hello Madam, I’m a really big fan of yours and I was hoping you could sign this,” I said as I set down the pink dog collar on the table. “I watch all your videos, they’re my favorites, wow, I can’t believe I’m actually talking to you!” I smiled, my heart racing. She was dressed in a black corset and leather skirt, it was just like one of her videos.

Mistress Laura smiled as she looked me up and down, her eyes lingering on my chest, I had worn a short crop top that came right up to my breasts, it was black, with the words “Kinkcon virgin” written across it in red letters. Mistress Laura smiled as she read it.

“I love meeting my fans, if you don’t mind me asking, is this collar for someone special or will it be around that pretty neck of yours?” She said and I felt my cheeks start to flush.

“It’s for me, it’d be an honor to wear a collar you signed Madam,” I said, trying not to sound too nervous. Mistress Laura nodded, taking a moment before turning in her chair to face me fully, crossing her boot clad legs and placing her hands in her lap.

“Beg,” she said, a playful smirk on her lips. I felt my knees go weak, she looked just like she does in those videos I had been watching with a vibrator pressed against my clit the day before. I took a breath before I got down on my knees, looking up at her as I found my voice.

“Please madam, will you sign this collar for me. So that I can wear it while dreaming of being your good submissive girl,” I said, my cheeks bright red. She gave me a sweet smile as she reached out and patted my head.

“Oh, you are just too cute! I bet you’re a very good girl aren’t you. Of course I’ll sign this for you!”

I smiled at that, and she grabbed a sharpie she had tucked in her lovely cleavage. I couldn’t help but stare at her a little, I couldn’t believe I was really this close to her.

“My eyes are up here missy,” she said, and my eyes snapped up to meet hers. I stuttered as I tried to apologize for staring but before I could recover she laughed and leaned in closer to me.

“I’m just teasing you,” she said, then lowering her voice almost to a whisper she said “good little fans can stare at my titties all they want, just try not to drool. Oh, and you can call me mistressss.”

I smiled, laughing as I nodded a little too enthusiastically. “Yes mistress.” I felt a shiver go through my body as I uttered the words.

“And what should I call you?” She asked leaning her chin against her hand.

“Slut,” I said quickly, then blushed and went on, “or, well my name is Bella but I like it when you call your subs slut and if you wanted to call me that too I wouldn’t mind, well I’d actually like it but maybe it’s a bit too much for me to ask. I’m kinda new to the scene and don’t know-“

She shushed me gently, pressing her finger against my lips. “You don’t have to be embarrassed or shy with me, sssslut,” she let that word hang in the air a minute, I felt my skin tingle hearing her say it to me. She started stroking my cheek and her touch made me melt. “You kinkcon virgins are so cute. I could just eat you up.”

She sat back up while I tried not to start touching myself right there on the con floor. She grabbed the collar and signed her name in big letters across the front of the collar and then held it up in front of me. “May I?” She asked and I nodded yes.

“Oh god yes, please mistress,” I breathed and lifted my hair out of the way as she fastened the collar around my neck. “Thank you mistress, I’ll never take it off,” I said and she smiled at that.

“Oh anything fan,” she said, “although, if you really want to say thank you I think you know the proper way to do it, slut.”

“R-really? Can I really?” My eyes lit up. Mistress Laura laughed and gave me a small nod.

“That’s right, you may kiss my boot slut,” she said, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms. I smiled wide and nodded.

“Oh, thank you mistress,” I said as I bent forward and pressed my lips against her leather boot, I covered her boot in kisses, mumbling thank yous over and over again until she put up a hand signaling me to stop.

“I’ve got a q and a coming up and will have to go now, but let me leave you with one more gift,” she said, then she put her finger under my chin, tilting my head all the back as she leans over me. “Open,” she said, her thumb nudging my lower lip and I open my mouth wide. I watched as she pressed her lips together, then slowly she let a glob of spit form on her lips and it dripped down, into my waiting mouth. I shuddered, moaning as I tasted her spit. She nudged my mouth closed, and I eagerly swallowed it down.

“Mmm, oh god… thank you,” I panted, so fucking excited. “Please, let me serve you, use me,” I said, squirming as I kneeled in front of her, squeezing my thighs together. She smiled, patting my head.

“Well, I guess I could always use a slut to help me demonstrate some techniques during the q and a, do you think you’re ready for that? Getting tied up, possibly spanked or flogged in front of a crowd?” She raised an eyebrow and I nodded.

“God yes please, anything for you,” I said, and mistress Laura gave me a small nod. She grabbed her bag, pulling out a short leather leash. She clippedit to my collar and stood up.

“Perfect, then follow me slut,” she said, and she began to lead me through the convention floor on a leash, and I followed eagerly. “I’m going to have so much fun with you,” she said as we walk.

“Mm, yes mistress, thank you mistress,” I moaned, excited to find out exactly how she planned to use me. It was like a dream come true.