Continue with Mistress’s plan

Vyki mulled Mistress’s question over in her mind. On one hand getting home would allow for this to finally end and she could finally free herself; maybe even be able to play with Molly. Thinking back to the last time Paul had actually mounted Molly, Vyki was amazed that it has only been less than two weeks, even with the week of abstinence. Vyki giggled a bit thinking they had definitely broken that abstinence now.

On the other hand, rather than ending this adventure with Mistress now, they could keep pressing things further, exploring this new side to her Mistress keeping this euphoric high going.

“Mistress, I will do what you had planned,” Vyki blurted out as she felt the pressure building below her. While she craved release, the novel and vivid experiences she had with her Mistress provided a thrill and excitement she craved more. That was at least the fading logic side told itself. The growing lust within her wanted to please Mistress and do whatever Mistress deigned appropriate.

Molly had to do a triple take at the feminine form writhing in the seat next to her. “Are you serious? You up for more?” Molly caught herself staring at the nearly exposed breast as the girl seemed to giggle her response euphorically like she was responded to a joke or something.

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki replied with a giggle as the tires migrated to a grooved road surface that seemed to intensify the trapped Gadgets actions. It was almost like the leather of the seat below her was tickling and teasing her bare ass.

While Molly was surprised, she knew Vyki wouldn’t put herself in a dangerous situation like that again but was almost scared by her own violent actions. Regardless, if Vyki was up for it by God she’d make her go through with it. “Ok, we’ll do it. First, get your phone out of your purse and charge it up. I might need you to have it later.” Molly’s protective streak was creeping in. She knew leaving the phone dead left Vyki more dependent on her, but she was shocked by how disconcerting she felt when she couldn’t call Vyki outside the store or even use it to locate her if something horrible did happen.

“Yes, Mistress,” Vyki said as she dutifully retrieved it and plugged it in. Seeing the screen light up with a giant ‘0%’; she at least knew it was working, but knew it would be a while before it was usable. However, some stress seemed to leave her as she knew at least that option would be returning.

Looking over at Vyki plugging in the phone, Molly knew a different clothing option would be needed. “That dress will have to be retired.”

Vyki was reminded of the broken strap and tried to see if she could at least tie the cut together. She continued to fiddle with the flapping tabs trying to figure out some way to attach it further.

“Don’t worry about it. When I bought these pants, I bought a dress, too. You can change into it.”

Vyki was a little surprised by the gesture, but welcomed it. “Thank you, Mistress.” Vyki would be glad to get out of this dress that was obviously too short and was reminded of how short it really was looking down and seeing a purple shiny triangle of her panties peeking out from the hem of her dress. Thinking about her panties and her dress sent another set of giggles through Vyki.

Molly just rolled her eyes at the giggling girl as she drove and thought, ‘don’t thank me yet’. “At our next stop, I’m just picking up an order, so I won’t need you inside. I’ll get you the dress and you can change in the backseat while I run inside.”

Vyki was surprised by the comment and looked at the backseat and the very large windows exposing it before looking at Mistress with complete shock. How in the world was she expected to change her dress in such an open space.

Molly caught the expression out of the corner of her eye and laughed at both of them. “Sorry, I forget that you haven’t grown up with a girl’s experiences.”

“Sorry, Mistress,” Vyki said hanging her head not sure what that had to do with changing public.

“It’s just an old trick with dresses and skirts. Just put the new dress on like a t-shirt, and slide down the old one as you slide the new one down,” Molly instructed like it was no big deal.

Vyki was still worried how this would work, but knew Mistress definitely had more experience and would trust her with it.

“Don’t worry! If the dress were a big flouncy thing, you could probably put it right over the other one, but this one isn’t that style. Regardless, just move them together and no one will be able to see anything.”

Vyki couldn’t hold back a moan when Mistress finished explaining as they hit a large bump in the road, but she managed to incorporate a “yes, Mistress,” to try to hide it.

To hear Vyki’s practically lustful response, Molly was wondering just how much of an exhibitionist she was. But, she did seem like she was getting more tense and they still had a bit to go to get to the pickup spot. Remembering how relaxed Vyki got in the store, Molly suggested, “why don’t you close your eyes, lean your head back and relax. You can think more of those happy thoughts you were thinking earlier in the store.”

Hearing Mistress’s command, Vyki responded with a “Yes, Mistress,” as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes as instructed. She had to take a few breaths to clear her mind enough of random thoughts to focus on the cartoons Mistress mentioned.

Molly was glad to see Vyki taking it so well. She worried it could just be shock, or denial, or something, but the little girl like giggle that came from her side as she drove down the highway seemed to make her feel like her girl was having fun and enjoying herself. Mistress figured she could push the last bit of her planned experiences if her little girl wanted it.

Vyki might regret it later, but for now Mistress would make sure she experienced the public slut experience she seemed to always dream of.