No, her partner is calling

Looking down the dark hallway to the dim lit alley, Vyki considers that she could get away from this throng of strangers that have already seen her revealing dance. Just a few steps and she could quietly leave; she could quietly go home and just forget all about this as an induced nightmare. At least, that’s what a dark recess of her mind was crying out for her to do. An almost distant voice shouting to return to isolating actions of her past life.

However, at that same moment, she felt a pulsing vibration return to her groin. Looking back to the dancing mass of bodies, she feels compelled to make herself available. Taking a few deliberate, sashaying steps towards the dance floor, feeling the click of her high heels against the hard floor and her mind begins replaying the looped vocal training track in time to her steps. However, when she feels another pulse, one new phrase goes through the floating fog of her mind: ‘Daddy’s calling.’ as the mantra bleeds into the pounding music of the club.

A small group of people dancing at the edge of the crowd see the hot lady with her brilliant sash and crown from earlier strutting towards them with a fire in her eyes. They quickly yelp and smile raising their hands in revelry, parting to let the wild princess into their midst they wave her over.

Vyki is thrilled to see others so happy to see her. As she steps into their circle, they quickly begin dancing in time around her. Vyki smiles, throws her hands up and begins to sway her hips to the music in response. However, she has a destination in mind and continues dancing in the direction of the VIP tables.

Seeing the determination of a woman on a mission, the crowd continues to part as the tall, crowned lady struts & swings her way across the floor. More than one man playfully grinds up against her, and while appreciates the sign of attraction, she is not restrained from moving forward. Even more people congratulate her along the way with several taking the moment to pat her on the back or arm, but several taking the opportunity to grope under her skirt at her bare ass.

Normally, Vyki might have been apprehensive or even offended by all this attention, but something in her told her this is what she would her girl to do and enjoy the pleasure of their caress of her tingling flesh on the way to her needed destination as she felt even more buzzes while she crossed the dance floor. The continued intimate stimulation did have the added benefit of refocusing her attention on her intended target & not losing track of her purpose for crossing the floor in the first place: Lou.

Reaching the edge of the dance floor where the roped off entrance is set; a large man smiles as she approaches and unhooks the ubiquitous velvet line. “Lou’s been looking for you, baby doll,” he announces over the fading music.

Vyki giggles back at him elated to her she’s wanted, “thank you!” as she continues up the steps, the thumping of the music begins to be overrun by her mental replaying of her all too familiar vocal mantra. Reaching the top, she looks back to the wall and sees herself again in the floor to ceiling mirror. Seeing her mostly bare shoulders, very revealing plunging neckline, flirtingly high hemline, and sexy tight waist, she smiles as she remembers she can make that girl do anything & she mentally hears her matching coinciding training line ‘Dressing slutty for their partner shows others how much they love their partner.’

The focus on her own visage is interrupted as a moan from the nearest table grabs her attention. In the shadows, she can barely make out a woman in a very impassioned pose as her compatriot's arm moves vigorously at the shoulder before disappearing behind the table. The man’s gaze temporarily catches Vyki’s eyes as he winks at her before continuing to suckle his partner’s neck as she rides a blissful wave.

Vyki’s own pulse quickens as she sees the passionate display, but realizes she has her own destination and can’t stop to gawk at the hot couple. Scanning the area, she can make out Lou looking out and around the club in apparent dismay fiddling with something in front of him nervously but focused on the crowd. With her target locked on, Vyki begins her sashay down the lit aisle. Her destination in focus, Vyki only takes briefly glances to the side at the shadowy tables only briefly registering the moving silhouettes as the activities seem to be progressively more and more carnal until the final table before Lou she can just make out the naked torso of a woman bouncing on her partner’s lap making it pretty obvious what is happening behind the covered table.

Finally reaching Lou’s table, Vyki can nearly hear her rapid pulse pounding in her ear with the club's music and her inner mantra. Lou is still frantically scanning the club in the other direction, fiddling with her phone in his hands, and hasn’t seen her approach. Stifling a small giggle, Vyki leans on the back of the booth’s bench, looking at the wall mirror she tries to have the visage strike a sultry pose before announcing, “Hello, Daddy!”

Lou was startled by her presence as he was afraid, she had run off or been roped into something more but was elated to see her standing there. “Vyki! You made it!” he responds giddily as he slides around the booth towards her.

Vyki closes her eyes and can barely contain her moan as Lou firmly grips her phone while he’s maneuvering around the table inadvertently running the pulses very high. As Lou stands up before her, the passion driving through stimulated body & the thrill of her partner’s pleasure at seeing her drives her to impulsively throw her arms around his neck and lean in for a deep kiss.

Barely able to shift his weight into an upright position before he is surprised attack in such an amazing way, Lou grasps around her waist & attempts to take a step back to brace himself against the onslaught. However, being up against the booth still, he has no room to maneuver and quickly loses his balance falling back onto the padded bench.

Feeling him fall before her and the safety of his muscular arm around her, Vyki lets her body fall with him enjoying the rush of the fall while still never leaving contact with his lips.

Once safely down on the bench and feeling the excited energy from her lips, Lou gently maneuvers the soft angel above him as he sits up.

Happily accepting her partner’s guidance, Vyki moves with his body and places one knee on either side of his hips straddling his lap. Once they were comfortably steady, she finally takes a moment to break their kiss for air and pants out a breathy “miss me, Daddy?” Before returning to press her slick, plush lips against his powerful pair in a continued dance of desire as she began to let her hands wander from around his neck down over his body. As her hands explored over his suit, Lou’s own passion encouraged him to begin running his hands up and down her dress.

As they continued to make out in the secluded shadowy seating, Vyki was encouraged as she could feel a pressure building in his pants pushing against her thigh. Venturing her hand further down her torso, she could feel one of his mirroring the motion down her back. Traversing past his belt, she can feel his hand caress over her skirt cupping her ass. Finally reaching the pressure poll pushing into her, Vyki attempts to slide it under his slacks, but that just results in her massaging over the covered sensitive flesh.

Instinctively, she grasps the rod to shift it upward, only to be shocked at the weight of the meat and pulls back in shock staring into Lou’s equally surprised eyes. Looking behind Lou, her dilated eyes can make out the obviously aroused woman in the mirror with the gapping mouth. While part of her wants to release her hand, a more vocal side calls out in her mind, ‘squeeze him; please him.’ As she stares into her reflections face, she reminds herself the girl in the mirror will do whatever she wants her to.