Kinky Collection of Confidants

Through the buzzed door, Molly & Vyki stepped immediately into the Feast Room and an array of partially eaten trays and dishes of food where they added their contributions. One might almost have mistaken it for a Southern potluck at the local auxiliary club or church if you ignored the artistic photographs in paintings along the way depicting nearly naked men in women in various forms of bondage & sex acts. Molly thought how it was always impressive that the shots and artwork were always done to leave the intimate bits strategically covered, almost as a subtle reminder that nudity wasn’t allowed up here. The sparse patrons around the room would also belie the kinky nature of this establishment as most were either in some form of leather or revealing outfits. The soundtrack up front was also dropped in volume here to clearly allow the natural audio of the activities in the back rooms to travel through these thinner walls allow the cracks & screams of pleasurable pain to echo off the exterior brick wall.

One particular girl in a very loose sheet that may have once been a toga leapt up and ran squealing over to the couple, “Oh Me Gee!! MOLLY!!!!” Wrapping Molly in a large hug having forgone attempting to hold the sheet up, her red and welted breast fell into view before coming into contact with Molly.

Molly could feel the heat from her old friend pulsing through her thin shirt, “oof! Hey, Fi!!” Molly said returning the hug.

Fi broke the hug and stood up giving Molly a quick kiss on the lips, her long brunette ponytails hanging out to the side, her face still appearing flush from recent activities. “Damn it's been too long, honey! Your Daddy going to be here soon??”

Molly shook her head at the ABDL fan that refused to fall out of that mold, “No, Master was called out of town on business. However,” Molly said backing away and pulling Vyki over to them, “this is my sister-in-law Vyki. Vyki, this is my friend Fiona.”

“Oh my God, I didn’t know you had a sister!!!” Fi said, keeping her naive character going as she turned to give Vyki a big hug.

This was not the first time Vyki had ever met Fiona, but it was definitely the first time she had met her like this. It was several times before Fiona met Paul where she felt comfortable enough to hug the ‘strange man’. To immediately be en-wrapped by her was more familiar than Vyki expected as she never received this treatment in the years of knowing her as Paul. However, Vyki was happy to return the hug and enjoyed feeling the warmth of Fiona’s bare back as her voluptuous chest pressed into Vyki’s diminutive-in-comparison fake breasts.

As they pulled back, Fi asked Vyki, “does that mean Mr. Paul is your brover??” Fi didn’t give a chance to respond as she kept up her mindset, “that must have really sucked growing up with him!! He can be mean....” Fi kind of trailed off the last bit rubbing her bottom as she remembered a particularly painful session. “Oh no!! Pleazz don’t tell your brover!! Or Daddy!! I don’t want to get in trouble again!!!”

Vyki giggled a bit at the obvious brat act, especially as she could remember the activity and the very red & bruising palm prints Paul left behind. “Oh, I’m sure your secret is safe with me.”

“Oh great!!” Fi responded. At that moment, the light flickered off Vyki’s tag into Fiona’s eyes and caught her rapt attention. “Oh wow!! Are you a Princess?!?!?” She said as she figured her tag.

“Uh, no, it was just on the tag Daddy Lou gave to me,” Vyki said as she looked down on it. “I was wearing a Scottish princess costume at the time.”

“You’re Daddy Lou’s little princess?!? How sweet!! He is so amazing! You are soooooo lucky!!!” Fi continued her manic rambling but then shifted to a conspiratorial tone & moved in closer, “I just hope for your Daddy’s sake you’re nicer than your brover; he’s a meany.” Vyki was still trying to process that when Fi jumped back to her manic state, “ooo!! We could to talk our Daddies and maybe we could all play together sometime!! Wouldn’t that be fun???”

Vyki was going to try to politely deflect when they heard a low rumble, “alright, baby girl, let the poor girls at least breath before you go planning out their next year; they just got here and I’m almost ready for round two. Give them some room and get me a drink. We can plan things later.”

“Yes, Daddy!” Fi chirped as she scurried over to the fridge.

“Thanks, Mr. Greg!” Molly said to the man in a leather vest and jeans on the couch that Vyki could recall having several tandem flogging and spanking sessions with over the years, “Always great to see your lovely Fiona!”

Fiona literally skipped back over to her Daddy and plopped on the couch, handing him the bottle of water. Greg grabbed her nipple and brought her in for a deep kiss.

Vyki took this distraction to move whisper into Molly’s ear, “why did I get in so much trouble for my dress when she’s in here practically naked?!?”

Molly looked at Vyki like he was nuts and whispered back, “first off, she’s in here; second, have you not look at yourself?”

Vyki looked down and she could see the shadows of her cleavage, but it was hard to see much else, “what? You wear clingy dresses all the time.”

Molly looked at her with total shock and surprise, “you really don’t know?”

“Know what?”

Molly took Vyki’s hand and **** her over to the adjoining girls’ room. Vyki got really apprehensive as that was a strictly no Doms safe space and had never even looked in there. Walking in, she quickly saw why as one of the girl’s was changing into her scene-wear and just waved as the two came in from the Feast Room before she returned to her outfit change.

Molly **** over to the full-length mirror and had Vyki stand in front of it. Vyki was a little apprehensive but was rather proud she was passing as well as she could. However, as she looked closer in the dimly lit room, Vyki could make out the outline of her nipples and the shade of her thong. “Oh crud,” Vyki uttered.

“Ya, sis, that ain’t the half of it,” Molly then turned on the torch lamp next to the mirror and Vyki’s face felt white as her eyes bulged out in shock.

Looking in the mirror, Vyki could clearly see her breasts, corset, and thong almost like the dress was just tinting her outfit. “Oh my god!” Vyki exclaimed, “turn it off!” while she tried to use her arms to cover herself up.

Molly shut off the light and just shook her head as she explained, “that’s what you looked like in the front room. That’s why Heather had such an issue.”

“Seriously??” Vyki stood there still covering herself.

Molly could tell Vyki was possibly going to freak out at this, so she activated the Gadget app, and turned up a bit, “yup, and in the Feast Room too.”

Vyki grinned nervously, “guess that was why Greg was staring?”

“Probably,” Molly confirmed as she stepped closer to Vyki and placed her hand on Vyki’s shoulder revving up the Gadget a bit more, “and out front.”

Vyki’s memory of movement in the shadows and realizing some vagrant saw that as her pulse and breathing increase.

Molly moved around behind her and wrapped her arms around her hugged from behind as she drastically increased the Gadget while she whispered in her ear, “in the hardware store, my little slut.”

Vyki suddenly felt her rod harden under its vibrations and Molly’s intimate touching but also was remembering all those guys staring at her and Molly as the made out. All those guys watching her strut in there.

“That’s right, you were my hot, sexy, slut showing off her body to all those poor men for me.” Molly continued to whisper.

Vyki’s mind then remembered the accident on the way into the store, Mr. Hank in the parking lot, they all saw her as an exhibitionist slut. Vyki’s mind was having a real hard time processing the embarrassment but physical pleasure; the mental image of a woman walking like that was exhilarating, but to know it was herself.

Molly could see the turmoil building in Vyki’s eyes and the mirror and spun her around. Looking directly into Vyki’s eyes, Molly spoke firmly to stop the spiral, “since you seem to be surprised by this, you seem to be worried about it. However, so many people have seen you, you need to already accept it and not freak out.” Molly then took the blade and twisted it a bit further, “just remember what a wise Dom once told me: hold your head up high, walk with your normal, elegant gait, most will not even notice you. Dressing slutty just shows your partner how much you love them.” Molly could tell this was finally landing and it looked like Vyki was close to climax, “and you love me, right?”

Vyki nodded her head vigorously, “oh, God, yes!”

Molly pulled the vibrations back s bit to keep Vyki from going over but kept eyes locked with her, “now since you came in here, multiple people have seen the sexy, confident lady and readily accepted her as someone new, right? “

Vyki nodded again.

Molly brought it back a little bit, “now if you freak out or suddenly look nervous, people will find that change weird and odd. They’re more likely to out you under scrutiny than, right?”

Another nod from Vyki.

“What you are wearing is perfectly normal for here. You look amazing! You’re beautiful! You’re sexy! Own it like the confident slut I know you trained for. Show me what you have done for me; make me proud, got it?”

A moan escaped Vyki’s lips as she nodded her affirmation.

Molly backed up but left the Vadget at a varying rate but on the lower half of its power curve, “K, I’m parched and need a drink. You wanna stay here and wait or go with me.”

“Water,” Vyki squeaked before clearing throat, “I could use some water.”

“Sounds good. Let’s do this,” Molly said grasping Vyki’s hand and shaking it to let her know she’s with her and walked out.

Vyki smiled wiping a tear and held her head up as Molly opened the door.

Stepping out, Vyki was pleasantly surprised to find the room empty. Apparently, everyone went to have fun or left. Molly immediately poured herself some sweet tea and handed Vyki a water bottle.

Taking a few short swigs, the lingering hormones from the continued stimulation in her groin and the extra natural chemicals she didn’t realize were coursing through her veins, Vyki was feeling very comfortable again. After finishing her tea, Molly beckoned Vyki to the door, “come on, let me give you a ‘tour’ since you’re new here,” Molly said with a wink.

Vyki giggled as she got into the spirit, “OK, sis,” and winked back as Molly took her arm in arm to the first scene area.