Always room for improvement

She had only a moment to process when she heard, “slut, get me a water.” Realizing it was Gin behind her, she stood back up and with a plastered smile said, “yes, a water, Sir Gin.” She then proceeded to strut out trying to just get away from them.

Vyki took her time walking to the feast area and getting back, definitely finding any excuse to take her time. Whether looking at what food was brought or listening to her heels echo off the wall. She saw another couple in the hall but just smiled and nodded as she passed them before stepping into the room.

Walking over to Sir Gin, Vyki handed him the bottle. “Your water, Sir.”

Gin looked up at the tall red head with a smirk and said, “thank you, babe.”

Vyki swallowed hard and looked over at Doc Mock, but he just gave a knowing smirk & nod. Vyki then leaned in again and gave Sir Gin a kiss on the lips and said, “no, thank you, Sir Gin.“

Vyki then stood up, and asked, “is there anything else I can get you, Sir?”

“No, slut,” Mock answered, “rest your feet.”

“Thank you, Doc Mock Sir,” Vyki said returning to the large pillow.

Vyki was barely a blue to decide on a scene to watch and admire the flogging technique before Lance said, “actually, Vyki, a water would be nice; grab me one.”

Vyki closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself, “Yes, Mr. Lance. I will gladly get you a water.” Standing up and fixing her dress, she got one step before Mick interrupted her.

“The last time you got water, you took significantly longer,” Mick observed.

“Oh?” Vyki asked feigning ignorance, “I didn’t notice, Doc Mock, Sir.”

“Will, I did,” Mick said curtly. “Based on your pace in here, your first time for Ian seems practical. You will NOT dilly dally, girl.”

“Yes, Sir, I will be right back.”

“Oh, I’m sure you will,” Mock admonished. “For very 5 seconds you’re later than your first run, you will get a spanking.”

“What?!?” Vyki asked excitedly before quickly recovering, “sir????”

“It’s simple training technique, girl. Be quick about your service or you will receive a punishment,” Mock continued to explain and as he saw Vyki consider debating the matter he added, “I suggest you get going as the timer is already running and I imagine you want to avoid ending up over Lance’s lap.”

Vyki contemplated things but her mind was not running sharp enough to come up with a proper response and her head just told her to hurry & get the water to avoid the issue all together. And she turned to move quickly to the door.

“And if run or don’t keep that proper form Heather mentioned, I’ll have her come back out here and give your thighs a deep red reminder.”

Vyki stuttered her step thinking about Heather’s sadistic streak and moved back to her sexy sway, “yes, Doc Mock, Sir.”

Once she was out of the play room, Vyki chanced moving a little faster to make up some time. However, when she made it into the feasting room, there was a couple discussing something over by the fridge. At first glance, the two seemed a bit out of place for here but would have looked normal in any suburban mall. They seemed not to notice Vyki until she walked up behind the couple and tried to politely squeak out, “excuse me, could I get to the fridge.”

The guy was facing Vyki’s direction to start with and when she spoke his attention moved from his companion to Vyki and his eyes bugged out and mouth dropped open. The girl realized where they were standing and started saying “oh, sorry,” and turned to move but stopped as soon as she saw Vyki as well. She paused after she examined Vyki’s look as well; her eyes stopping as Vyki’s barely covered chest as they were at her eye level anyway.

Vyki glanced down worried something was really wrong, but realized it was her attire they were staring at and for the first time since she came in here she felt really exposed again. As it was, the couple was still blocking the door and Vyki was trying to figure out how to cover herself and get them to move so she could get out of here. “Um, I’m really sorry, but I need to get a water for Mr. Lance, so may I, please?”

The girl finally snapped out of her focus and said, “oh, right,” and shifted to the side. Seeing the guy with here still standing not seeming to hear anything, the girl swatted his arm to get his attention. He finally moved his head to look at the girl breaking out of his daze at Vyki. Suddenly realizing what had been being said and that he was standing next to the fridge, he grabbed the door and opened it for Vyki as he stepped out of the way.

“Thank you, sir,” Vyki said as she leaned in, truly frustrated that they kept all the bottled water on the bottom shelf as she was **** to bend over sticking her ass out to get the stupid water. Standing back up she smiled at the couple and while part of her felt she should introduce herself, she really felt that she didn’t want to hang around and said, “thank you again,” as she turned to strut out.

Halfway to the door, Vyki could hear, “no! I do not have nearly that much chutzpah to wear a dress like that.” Vyki felt like telling her this was not her chosen attire, but just kept going. Catching a bit more of the conversation, “babe, I’d need surgery to have a figure like that.” Vyki felt oddly proud of that as she heard that and smiled a bit more. Yes, she was fake up top, and the corset did some compression, but she worked hard on her legs & ass; it was kind of rewarding to hear it and she felt a bit more sway & pop to her steps as the pride washed over her. Stepping out she heard the last statement right before the door closed behind her, “I don’t care that she’s probably a whore, we didn’t come here for you to pay someone else for sex.”

Vyki nearly tripped as her focus was thinking about the fact the new couple actually thought she was a prostitute, but it was more the argument in her head pointing out to a vanilla couple she is closer to a street walker than a mall walker. Vyki took a few breaths before stepping back into the scene room reminding herself, she wasn’t out of place here and somewhat tame. Putting a smile back on her face she opened the door and tried to keep her sexy strut as she moved over to Lance and handed him his water, “your water, Mr. Lance.”

Lance then continued their little dance, “thank you, Vyki.” Feeling oddly confident and turned on by the observation of the couple, Vyki genuinely smiled as she leaned over and kissed Lance a bit longer before saying, “no, thank you, Mr. Lance.” Standing back up Vyki was pleased to see the big smile on Lances face and turned to go sit on her pillow.

“Was wondering if we lost you there, girl,” Mock said ominously next to her and Vyki suddenly remembered his warning before. He would not actually expect to do that with a new girl? Looking at Mock’s face in panic, she could see he meant to make good on his threat. “That was 22 seconds longer than you needed to be.” Vyki swallowed hard hopping he just used it as an example. “We’ll be generous for your first time,” Vyki was happy to hear until he continued, “we’ll round down this time to just 4 swats on your ass.”

Vyki looked around the group in shock trying to figure out if this was just some cruel joke and they were going to back out of it, but she didn’t know how to get out of it and get home still.