Has Vyki give a euphoric retelling

Molly didn’t want him to focus on the nasty nature of some women and figured she tease some more enjoyment out of him, so she slid around the semi-circular booth and bounced next to him.

Vyki was ripped from her sullen state as she felt the cushion under launch her up as she saw a playfully mischievous grin on Molly’s face as she landed on the cushion next to her. Vyki couldn’t help but giggle at the playful act and the quick high the unexpected bounce gave her.

Molly couldn’t help but join the infectious giggle, thrilled to see the negative mood wiped so quickly from her husband. Surreptitiously holding her phone discreetly under the table, Molly started a subtle vibration as she asked, “so.... tell me more about this dalliance in the men’s room.”

Vyki blushed heavily as she turned away before looking back at Molly through the veil of her wig.

Molly pushed back the red hair to hook behind his ear as she said, “tell Mistress everything, little girl,” as she slowly increased the vibrations.

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki found herself answering to the title usually used for Molly noticing the pace of their rapid breathing matched. “I don’t remember exactly why, but he asked if I had a condom and I told him about the one from the gas station owner in my purse.”

Molly felt there was a whole story she was missing why he ended up with a condom from the gas station but elected to put a pin in it for the moment, and just steadily raised the speed ramping him up further. “And what did he do with that?”

Vyki was having a hard time focusing and trying to fight through her fog to remember through the fog at the time was not going to happen, “I’m not sure because he then pinned me against the wall and began kissing me.” Vyki said with her eyes distant as she touched her lips remembering the passion.

“Then what?” Molly panted as she sped up a bit further.

“He started undoing his pants, but was frustrated by something and walked me over to the sinks.” Vyki said a bit confused of the recollection. “He bent me over and,” Vyki giggled a bit, “I didn’t see him for a moment, but he put something between my feet and I saw him pop up behind my ass after that.”

“Were you scared? Did you want to leave?” Molly asked concerned.

Remembering back, Vyki couldn’t remember thinking anything like that and wondered why she didn’t and just shook her head, “no.” She answered surprising herself, “he wanted something, and I wanted to give it to please him.” Vyki moaned as she felt a rush of warmth wash over her as the speed jumped up for a bit.

Molly realized her excitement at his statement caused her to move the slider too fast and pulled it back and recovered with, “and what did he want?”

“To fuck me,” Vyki admitted with a bit of rush her brain not noticing the increase this time as she moaned.

“To just put his cock in you?” Molly asked prompted to get him to admit more.

“No.” Vyki answered plainly.

Molly risked a simple jolt under the vibrations and corrected, “No, what, slut?”

“No, Mistress,” Vyki said staring into her controllers wild eyes.

“Good girl,” Molly told the excited girl before her and rewarded her with more stimulation. “How did he want to fuck my slut?”

“In the ass, Mistress,” Vyki admitted, her heart racing tied to her Mistress’s eyes.

Their nostrils flaring in sync, Molly was pulled into the slut’s bright blue eyes. “And did he, slut?”

Vyki moaned as the vibration increased as she answered, “Yes, Mistress.”

“Tell me what he did, slut.”

“He slid his wrapped cock deep in my ass, Mistress.”

“Sir’s manly cock and your slutty ass,” Molly emphasized remembering the hotness of her own training.

Vyki nodded silently but whimpered when she felt the shock.

“Say it, cunt.” Molly demanded; she would have probably surprised herself if she weren’t lost in her own arousal haze.

“Sir slid his manly cock deep into my greedy slutty ass, Mistress Molly,” quickly answered trying to anticipate her Mistress’s pleasure.

“Did you let him cum inside you?” Molly asked in horny anticipation.

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki quickly answered only to regret the short response as she felt the jolt again even as the sensations against her cock increase driving her closer to the edge.

“When I tell you describe your actions to me, your bimbo ass better give me full sentences and not just yes or no; understood?” Molly strictly instructed.

“Yes, Mistress Molly, this slut understands she should give full sentences,” Vyki quickly rambled out to try to satisfy her Mistress.

“Now, try again did you let him cum inside you?”

“Yes, Mistress Molly, this slut fucked Sir’s manly cock until it exploded while deep inside her.” Vyki responded drawing on ideal responses Paul had demanded of his submissive.

Instinctively, Molly reached between her own thighs at her hot wetness as she asked, “can you feel it if you rub your clit, slut?”

“No, Mistress,” Vyki answered as she reached down and touched the front of her panties, “it’s too thiiiiiiick....” Vyki moaned surprisingly not expecting the sensation of more intensity from the vibration before it suddenly stopped, and she looked at Mistress with pure shock.

“Oh, really, slut?”

Vyki started rubbing the front of her panties again and couldn’t really feel anything. “No, Mistress, right now I caaaaaan’t,” Vyki started normally as she was trying to feel things but when the vibrations started the sensations were amplified as she pressed, but when it stopped, she looked down at her crotch in surprised and back to her Mistress.

“Interesting lesson,” Molly said conspiratorially. “Apparently pressing on your clit only makes a difference if your Gadget is active; is that right?”

“Yes, Mistress...” Vyki said; shock evident on her face. Further weary crossed her face as she felt a jolt as her Mistress just raised an eyebrow at her and indicated she wanted more. “Yes, Mistress Molly, this slut can only affect her clit when you activate her Gadget.”

“Good girl,” Molly emphasized with an additional vibration and left it running for a bit. “It’s been a while since you came, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki responded remembering her hot night with Daddy.

“But you’ve experience so much since then haven’t?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki replied thinking of all the trysts since last night: the random demo mode, the gas station owner, Mistress’s teasing, the waiter in the bathroom, now. All of it was driving her lust-filled mind to think of nothing else.

“Makes you a horny little slut, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki admitted panting again as she stared into her Mistress’s eyes.

“You want to cum, don’t you, slut?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki said. However, the vibrations stopped and she whimpered.

“Tell me what you want, slut,” Molly said drawing on her numerous ‘training’ and ‘play’ sessions where she was teased by Paul, Bill, and so much other delicious partners.

Whimpering, Vyki responding, “I want to cum, Mistress.”

“Good girl,” Molly replied turning the vibration back on, “play with your clit.”

“Now, I will keep this going, and I might let you cum if you stay a good girl.”

“Please let me cum, Mistress.”

“Close your eyes and keep playing with your clit, slut”

“Yes, MIstress,” Vyki said as she closed her eyes.

“Now, do you remember our waiter’s name?”

Vyki’s fogged brain tried to break into recent memories to try to recall what he had said, his name tag, something. Finally it flashed in her head, “Richard, Mistress,” Vyki announced proudly.

“Good girl,” Molly said as she slightly increased the ministrations which were than amplified with Vyki rubbing her ‘clit’. “And what was the thing you did for him?”

“Sucked his cock clean, Mistress,” Vyki replied proudly as the vibrations increased again.

“Right! You cleaned up all the cum out of him like a good cumslut.” Molly said loving drawing this out as she slowly inched along the circular booth to the other side while Vyki was further lost in her thoughts. “Now tell me, slut Vyki, does the name ‘Richard’ have any nicknames?"

Vyki said the first one that came to mind, “’Rich’, Mistress.”

“Well, that is one,” Molly replied but cut right to the chase. “Another one is ‘Dick’. So it’s safe to say you were a cumslut for Dick, right?”

Vyki wasn’t exactly proud or embarrassed by it at the moment as it was just a fact that existed; she was more concerned with her current situation and orgasming than something trivial like past actions. “Yes, Mistress.”

“So, as you work yourself up to that glorious goal of cumming for your Mistress, I want you to whisper to yourself ‘I want to be a slut for Dick.’” Molly saw her face cringe at that even though she kept her eyes closed and continued rubbing her crotch. “It’s just words, slut,” Molly said in a mocking tone echoing back another one of Paul’s phrases to her over the years, “it doesn’t mean anything unless you believe it.” Seeing her face twist at the statement, Molly dropped the other shoe saying, “and when you are ready to actually cum, you need to let me know by saying ‘I am a slut for Dick’ and open your eyes when you do orgasm. Understood, slut?”

Vyki’s head was swimming in hormones and worried what this was going to mean but didn’t have time to debate with herself as she felt things coming closer, “yes, Mistress,” and immediately started into her instructions with “I want to be a slut for Dick.” She immediately moaned after it as she felt the speed increase started pressing further on her panties and continued, “I want to....”

While Vyki continued rubbing herself and practicing her new mantra, Molly saw the waiter peak around the corner as if to discreetly check on them. She waved her arm up in a motion for the cheque before turning back to her new play toy. Molly slowly increased the speed with each utterance. She could tell the slut was getting closer and closer to her peak and kept driving her closer.

Vyki could feel the euphoria building in her and the pressure driving higher and higher as she repeated her line for her Mistress inadvertently internalizing it as she rubbed her clit more and more amplifying her Mistress’s pleasure she gave her. She could feel a nagging sensation from a deep recess of her mind of some distant whining voice, but the fog quickly enveloped it as she felt her glorious peak coming.

All at once, Vyki was surprised by the explosion of sensations as her long held release finally let go and she practically shouted, “I’m a slut for dick,” as she shot her eyes open to accept her Mistress’s gift as totally joy took her over. As the bright world suddenly came into focus, she realized she was looking up and saw the wide eyes of the waiter staring at her. Embarrassment and shame crushed down on Vyki as her orgasm quickly waned as she removed her hand from her crotch and buried her face looking down into her palms. Only holding back the whimper from the continued vibrations in hopes that the silence might allow her to disappear in her hands or the Earth would swallow her whole even as she felt her clit twitch into its confines and pool form in her panties as her cum slowly dribbled into the minuscule gusset.

Only briefly looking at the check, Molly held it up with her credit card to the opened mouth waiter staring at the hottest, sluttiest woman he’d ever known, let alone actually been able to fuck. Realizing he was understandably distracted, Molly tapped the man with her credit card and said, “here,......... Dick.”

Vyki ventured to spread two of her fingers enough to look at her Mistress only to whimper as another shiver washed up and down her spine while yet more semen leaked into her panties.

“Oh, yes, ma’am, I’ll be right back,” Richard said as he turned away and immediately went to go swipe the card.

As the waiter walked away, Molly smugly turned off the vibrations and echoed Paul’s common question to her plaything, “enjoy yourself, slut?”