Delay as long as possible

Vyki again considered the two choices and knew she had little time to make an impossibly shitty decision. Vyki was sure she had no good path forward, but perhaps the torment delayed can be a torment denied; either way, she was sure she didn’t want both.

She shivered when a shocking thought crossed her mind, ‘but wouldn’t a good slut want both?’ As she felt the elevator decelerating, she had no more time to think or ponder on these thoughts and had to act. Remembering the other qualification, she considered fighting it but also realized she wouldn’t gain anything as he had already seen it all and there was no one else parked that far up.

Feeling the elevator bounce, Vyki, in a panicked rush, reached under her skirt, grasped her thong, and shouted out louder than was needed in the small space, “I want you to take me home and fuck my ass.”

As the cab immediately settled, and the doors slowly opened, Vyki had to take a small step forward to keep her balance as her rewarding vibrations kicked on. Restricted by the panties on her ankles, she had to stand up and wave her arms to keep from falling even as she let the moan cry out from the fogging pleasure.

As the doors finally settled into their fully open position with a clink, Vyki finally regained her balance only to hear from behind her, “OH MY GAWD!” followed by a chorus of giggles.

Spinning around in shock, her steps were halted and minimized, but seeing the gaggle of half a dozen 20-something women caused her to lose what little balance she had and stumbled back into Colin. Colin immediately grasped the jewel of her plug and began guiding her out of the cab before the doors would close.

Unable to think or contemplate how to stop it, Vyki tottered forward under the pressure from behind. After a few tiny steps, Vyki was finally able to take free steps as her gifted panties slid off her oversized heels. However, that seemed to almost intensify her shame as they approached the shocked group of shoppers to be.

“Pardon us, ladies,” Colin said as he put out an arm and pressed Vyki forward. The women easily backed away still in awe of the brazen lady standing a foot higher than any of them as they shared more than one derogatory comment to each other in barely hushed tones.

Vyki’s mind was in complete overload. The fact her genitals were being stimulated and releasing a flood of hormones, and assaulting her mind with pleasurable sensations had severely dulled mental capacity. But to have that come immediately after professing wanting Sir to fuck her ass, and then to be encountered by this group of hot women laughing and gawking at her appearance. Part of her mind was happy to have the comfort of Sir taking control and guiding her by the sex toy buried in her ass as it rubbed against her prostate.

However, the announce observation from one of the young women, “oh gross! Is that semen on her panties?!?” Colin and Vyki both turned their heads to look behind. Vyki caught just a hint of a shiny globe on the gusset of the tiny panties before they fell into the crack at the doorway, lost to the world. In that moment, Vyki wished she could follow their descent to end this misery.

“Guess we’ll never know,” said another with a giggle.

“Oh, I’m pretty that skank had more than one load of spunk leaking out,” accused another as the group broke into laughter.

Again, Sir guiding her further away from the ongoing harassment and embarrassment, even as her pleasure centers flooded her brain that he was helping her feel much better.

“Hey, say what you want, but I hope I’m able to snag a young sugar daddy when I’m her age,” said another.

“Girl, you’d be a trashy ho just for some scratch?” came the previous voice.

“Oh, I’d never be that slutty in public, but if he was cute and had money, I might let him have his way in the bedroom,” the first came back with more laughter.

“Just need one with mommy issues to wrap around your titties,” said another.

Colin could see the banter tormenting Vyki and told her, “Ignore those vapid bitches, babe. They couldn’t possibly know how much you enjoy this.”

Vyki could continue to hear cackling and commentary as the elevator doors closed behind them, but her brain was not able to spend any cycles on it and just followed Sir’s directions. She tried to continue walking away enjoying Sir’s sexual caressing her ass as she swayed it invitingly for him as tears traced down her face.

Vyki hadn’t even realized they reached Sir’s car until the vibrations ceased and she audibly whimpered as she stumbled and leaned on the roof for support. She looked at Sir with complete desperation, before finally looking around and realizing how many people must have come to the mall since they went into the movie as cars lined ever spot around the floor and tightly squeezed in next to Sir’s Mercedees car door.

Colin was looking over his car for dings or scratches but was glad to not find any. However, he didn’t think he could open the passenger door and walked Vyki to the back of the car. “Wait here, girl,” Colin instructed.

Vyki was confused as to why she wasn’t getting into the car and began to break down thinking she didn’t answer him in time and he was about to make sure do both, she cried out, “but I told you wanted you to fuck my ass, Sir,” even as she started to bend down to get on her knees resigned to her fate.

“Easy there, pretty slut,” Colin said guiding her back to her full height. “I just need you to wait here while I pull the car out.”

“Oh, okay,” Vyki says vapidly as she feels a tingle while Sir rubs his hand up and down her thigh, becoming visibly distraught when he walks away to get in the car.

Seeing him pull out of the spot, Vyki suddenly has a severe sense of abandonment as his car disappeared behind the SUV parked next to there’s and she felt the dread of being alone in public again.

However, the elation she felt when the car backed up into view was evident on her face. When Sir rolled down the window and shouted out, “walk that sexy ass over here, slut,” Vyki was so happy to oblige. She was even more ecstatic as each exaggerated strut was met by an exhilarating vibration that seemed to make everything else disappear and let her mind stop worrying about other things.

Reaching the door, she bent down to pull the handle, but the door wouldn’t budget at all, and her anxiety shot up again. It was only when Sir called out, “lean in the window, slut,” that she realized he wasn’t trying to keep her out.

Practically hinging her body in half and bending down to get under the roof, she had to stick most of her body in and she was afraid he was about to tell her to climb in through the window.

Colin looked at the daft looking face who seemed **** and distant all at once. “Tell me again, what was it you wanted to do?”

Vyki paused and realized this was some game and repeated what she said before, “I want you to take me home and fuck my ass.” The moan was deafening as she felt the exquisite <BuZz> against her.

“That felt good, didn’t it, slut?” Colin asked the still panting lady.

Nodding emphatically before remembering her words, Vyki breathlessly said, “Yes, Sir.”

“You know, you can make yourself feel that good, can’t you?” Colin prodded the woman leaning into his car. However, when she looked at him quizzically and cocked her head to the side, he knew he was going to have to spell it out for her. “If you were to reach one of those pretty little fingers between your thighs, you could a special little button to make yourself feel that good, couldn’t you?” He said, leading the girl to water.

Colin nearly burst out laughing as she suddenly got timid and flush, nodding her head embarrassed, seemingly ignorant of the fact her naked ass and apparent pussy were sticking up in the air for anyone that walked by. “Then show me you can do it for yourself,” he instructed.

The girl quickly looked side to side as even trying to see someone through his car windows who might observe her but quickly received a <zap> for her delay, “do it!”

Flinching, Vyki timidly removed one hand from the car door she was leaning on and reached back sliding it between her thighs. Looking around again in hopes there would be some reason to stop this yet further debasement, but she reached up and found the activator and set her groin buzzing, stopping as she heard herself moan.

“See, you can give yourself that bit of pleasure too, can’t you slut?” Colin teased.

Vyki didn’t even think to stop herself as she blurted out the practiced line, “a slut enjoys feeling pleasure.”

“That’s right,” Colin says enjoying her volunteering that. “Do it again.”

Apprehensively, Vyki presses down again as she hadn’t moved her hand yet and moaned again before stopping that feeling. “Again,” Sir called out, and Vyki ran it again a little bit longer.

“Again,” Colin called out watching her pleasurable pained expression as she moaned through it.

“Do you enjoy that?” Colin asked.

Vyki hated herself for it being true, but desperately admitted, “yes, Sir.”

“Why?” Colin pressured.

“Because I should enjoy pleasure from my own body,” Vyki pulled from her training.

“That’s because you’re a.....?” Colin prompted.

Vyki cringed up and admitted, “I am a good cum slut, Sir.”

“Are you a good cum slut that wants me to fuck your ass?” Colin said enjoying her obvious torment.

Vyki didn’t want to go further down this route and just responded how she felt would get her out of this further by saying what he wanted, “yes, Sir.”

“Then let me hear you say it while you press your little button,” Colin said with a twinkle in his eye.

Vyki looked from side to side again, but nearly twisted her foot as she felt a <Zap> as she waited too long. Looking to Sir just smirking at her silently, she activated the button again and said “I’m a good cummmm slut that wants you (moan) to fuck my ass, Sir,” gasping as she released the activator.