First contact

After she dried herself with the very fluffy towels, Cassy took a good look at the clothes she brought. She had no idea what was appropriate for this hotel, but a little black dress can't be too wrong. The neckline framed her breasts nicely and the dress hugged her waist before it flared in a wide, kneelength skirt. Not too daring, not too shy. Or so she hoped. Now, the collar. She took it out to her purse and activated it. A screen showed up on her tablet, asking which color she would like. Green or black? Maybe she could just watch at first? But green still needed her consent for anything, so it should be safe, right? She didn't come all this way just to chicken out now. Green it was. It felt strangely scaring and comforting at the same time when the collar clicked in place around her neck.

She decides to take her purse with the tablet with her. When she entered the dining room, a waiter asked for her room number and led her to a table in the bright front room. She noticed there was a second dining room, the light a bit dimmed there. "What is this room?" She asked the young man. "We try to accomodate all guests, so in this room here, you won't see any obvious play going on, apart from individual clothing choices. We ask all guests who which to continue their play throughout the meals to take it to the other room. There are kneeling pads, bowls and restrictions ready as well. There is also a second buffet." She thanked the man and looked around. Same as everything so far, the differences were subtle. Collared people watching their dining companions take the first bite, some sitting a bit uncomfortably. The outfits gave it away, though. From suits and gowns over shirts and shorts to lingerie and naked, everything could be seen.

Cassy made her way to the buffet, delighted by the variety of dishes. Alone for the food, this weekend trip was its money worth. Just as she had filled her plate and scanned the buffet for amy delicacy she might have missed, a deep voice asked "may i join you for dinner?" She turned around and found herself face to face, or rather face to chest, with a tall man, maybe in his early thirties, as herself. Blue eyes under dark hair watched her reaction, his lips curved to a warm smile. "Sure", she managed and returned to her table, him walking next to her. "I'm Aaron" he introduced himself. "Cassy, nice to meet you", she managed, suddenly very nervous again. This was really happening!

"First time here?" He asked as they sat down.