Haidee, the sub with the fishnet bodysuit from the den

As the door swung open, but Vyki and Fiona lifted their heads up to look to the open door to see who was stepping in. Visions of Greg’s earlier beat down ran through Vyki’s head as her body froze in fear, while Fiona’s memory of having to sleep in the pet cage overnight in the garage froze her body sure she had pissed Daddy off again. However, both slightly relaxed as the saw the spike of the patent leather boot’s heel step into the room.

“There you are!” the lady in the fishnet bodysuit Vyki recognized from Dante’s Den when Molly left for her migraine. “I should have known you corrupted another little girl to play with in here.”

“Haidee!!!” Fiona whined up at the girl, “I was just giving her a tour and she was.... nice to me.” Vyki was a little surprised to see the normally bubbly Fi suddenly timid and shy.

“Regardless, your daddy is looking for you. He’s packing up to go,” Haidee informed her.

“Oh crap!” Fiona said in a panic as she was sure Daddy was going to be pissed at her for making him stay too late. Before Vyki could even realize what was going on, Fiona rolled over onto her hands and knees so she could stand up. As she did, a squishy sound was heard before a plopping sound filled the small room as Vyki’s buried fingers slid out of Fiona’s wet slit. “Sorry,” Fiona said timidly as she looked at Vyki still laying on the floor as she stood up and literally ran past Haidee out the door. An anonymous sound could be heard from outside the door as a stern voice yelled out, “no running in the school halls!!” right before a door slammed shut.

Vyki looked up a Haidee as she looked down at her with a very judgmental sneer with her hands on her hips. “You must be the new girl Vyki,” Haidee said.

“Um, yes, sorry,” Vyki said as she sat up before using the furniture to stand up.

“I have strict orders to escort you to the front since you’re not a member,” Haidee informed her.

“What?!?” Vyki announced as it sounded like she was about to be kicked out.

“Ya, Miss H has strict rules about newbies not wondering around and disturbing scenes or offending people so I’m to make sure you don’t fuck up before you can get your ride home,” Haidee explained.

“Oh,” Vyki almost chuckled thinking about how she had probably been here more often than Haidee but couldn’t let her know. “K,” Vyki continued as she dusted off her dress and stepped towards the door.

“Uh uh uh,” Haidee said blocking the door with her body and holding a finger up to the new girl. “You clean up the mess you two made before you leave the scene. No one else needs to touch your fluids and deal with your stank.”

Vyki turned to look at the busted chair but more obvious was the remnant of puddles from Fiona’s WAP and orgasms on the desk, the chair, and the floor. “The cleaning supplies are there on the shelf. Give it a good scrub down,” Haidee instructed. Cleaning a station wasn’t new to Vyki, but she was surprised at just how much Fiona trailed around. There was even a fresh puddle where they had been lying together.

Grabbing the roll of thick shop-grade paper towels and industrial cleaner/sanitizer, Vyki proceeded to clean all the surfaces and areas under Haidee’s watchful glare. After Vyki got every surface clear and sanitized, she proceeds to try to recover the chair.

“Good job at disinfecting,” Haidee lauded, “but don’t worry about the chair. It was a piece of junk, and it will just add to the ambiance.”

“K,” Vyki replied as she moved to exit but Haidee still stood in her way.

“You did that rather well,” Haidee commented with a conspiratorial smile, “ever considered being a maid servant? My house could use a good cleaning and I know Sir would appreciate the show.”

“Um, thanks but not really my thing. Can we go now?” Vyki pleaded trying not to make a scene.

Haidee took a step towards Vyki to stand directly in front of her, “I’d even by you a cute little maid outfit; it’d be more covering than your current dress,” Haidee teased as she looked down over Vyki’s outfit, “well, a little more.”

“Nah, I’m good,” Vyki countered straightening up her stance and steeling her glare at Haidee.

Haidee giggled in response, “fair enough, hottie. Let’s get you up front to your ride.”

“Thanks,” Vyki said enjoying the view from behind Haidee as she led the way out of the study room and through the school room.

Once in the hall, Haidee took a position to Vyki’s side as they strutted around the building back towards the front. Haidee broke into small talk with, “so, what do you think of our little playland?”

Vyki responded honestly, “it seems really fun. Lots neat and interesting things to do.”

“Think you’d come back again,” Haidee asked as they made several strides towards the front.

“I have a feeling I’d be back at some point in time,” Vyki replied.

Putting her hands behind her back, Haidee playfully leaned towards Vyki with a conspiratorial whisper, “if you do, I know at least one Dom that would love a chance to play with you.”

“Really?” Vyki asked genuinely surprised.

“Yes,” Haidee replied with a giggle. “Sir tends to like taller girls and ones not afraid to show some skin in scantly clothed attire,” Haidee replied gesturing to her outfit.

Vyki hadn’t put it together before, but Haidee’s heels were only a little taller than Vyki’s and Vyki didn’t have to really look down at her. Being with Molly all day, she had forgotten that most women were closer to Fiona’s height than hers and that it was a bit of an abnormality. “Huh,” Vyki said pondering, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Haidee let a several more clicks of their heels echo through the hall before she finally brought up, “so, is that thing on your neck just for show or have a meaning?”

Vyki instinctively reached for the collar still locked on her neck she had gotten so used to. She had noticed Haidee’s earlier and rightly assumed it was for her relationship, but she understood how Haidee could have questions with her being new and no one with her. “Um, yes, Daddy Lou gave me a collar of protection while I’m finding my way. Mostly a look but don’t touch thing.”

“Ah,” Haidee said appreciatively, “well, I’m sure Sir could work out an arrangement with your daddy.” As they got near the door to the first room, Haidee asked one more question, “so, your daddy okay with touching girls then?”

Vyki blushed remembering the situation Haidee found her and Fiona in. “No explicit rule against it,” Vyki reasoned.

Haidee chuckled as she opened the door, “devious! I like it; you and I could have bratty fun together.” Haidee grasped Vyki’s ass as she pushed Vyki into the room in front of her.

A high pitched “Vyki!!!” erupted through the room as Fiona came running towards them. She slid out of flip flops and her white leather coat flapped open as she sprinted on the balls of her feet over to her new friend grasping her in a big hug. Vyki was only slightly surprised not to see anything under Fiona’s coat. “I’m glad you made it back here before I had to leave,” Fiona announced as she grasped Vyki’s arm and walked her over to the front. “Thank you again for the playtime! I had so much fun.”

“I did, too,” Vyki admitted to the bubbly girl next to her.

“Would you want to do it again sometime?” Fiona asked her timidly.

Vyki giggled back at her, “I told you before: definitely!”

“Oh good!” Fiona said, “I was afraid I just dreamed that part. It was hard to tell where it went from real to imaginary. The unicorns and rainbows were a good clue, but it was hazy before that.”

Vyki just shook her head at Fiona’s ramblings and giggled as she felt her high pigtails swing from side to side.

“Daddy!” Fiona said excitedly, “this is my new friend, Vyki!”

Vyki hadn’t even realized he was standing there until Fiona said something.

Greg just chuckled at Fiona, “yes, sweety, I remember meeting her earlier.”

“Well, ya, but she wasn’t really my friend then, Daddy,” Fiona playfully countered.

“Fair enough,” Greg smiled, “you have fun with my girl?” Greg asked Vyki.

Vyki swallowed hard and nodded her head hoping he wasn’t about to get upset. However, she was shocked when she felt a quirt against her ass as she heard Heather quip, “when a Dom asks you a question, you say your response, girl. He can’t hear your head rattle.” Vyki didn’t even see where Heather came from, but she rubbed her bottom and replied, “yes, Miss H,” to try to satiate her.

Heather than looked at Vyki impatiently, “well do it or I’ll swat ya again until you understand proper decorum.”

“Yes, Miss H,” Vyki responded quickly before turning back to Greg, “yes, Mr. Greg, we had fun.”

“Good I’m glad,” Greg replied. “I wish we could stay and talk more, but I’m beat, and I still need to drive us home. Not as young as I once was.”

“Yes, Sir,” Vyki ventured, “I think we’re leaving soon too,” she said glancing at the four whorsemen.

Mock was belted out though, “don’t know what you’re thinking, girlie. We close the place down when we get here.”

“Oh,” Vyki responded timidly.

“Don’t worry,” Ian responded, “we’ll get you home well before sunrise.”

Vyki just stared at them in disbelief trying to figure out how much longer she had. However, she quickly felt another swat to her ass. “We’ll go through a whole etiquette lesson if we have to, slut,” Heather said. “Thank the man for his generosity.”

Vyki was quickly growing tiresome of Heather but responded, “yes, Miss H,” before turning to Ian, “thank you for giving me a ride home, Sir Ian.”

Fiona could see the predicament Vyki was about to fall in and pleaded with Greg, “since we’re leaving, could we give her a ride home, Daddy?”

Vyki was suddenly thrilled with the idea of maybe getting out of all this even earlier and looked to Greg as her latest savior. “You’re staying out at Paul & Molly’s place, right?”

“Yes, Mr. Greg, Sir,” Vyki tried to put on her best submissive behavior to win this.

“Sweety,” he said turning to Fiona, “that’s all the way on the other side of town. I can’t make that drive tonight or else we all might end up in the ER.”

Vyki looked downtrodden and Fiona pouted before her eyes lit up, “oh, Daddy! Could we have a sleepover?!?” Fiona then pulled Vyki down and whispered in her ear, the childlike innocence was gone and a husky tone that Vyki was sure closer to her natural speech broke through, “Daddy’s cock will pound your pussy so hard you won’t walk right for a week.” Fiona then pulled away and looked at Vyki with an ecstatic, almost maniacal, yet childlike grin. Vyki just stared at her with complete fear thinking about Greg taking her ass or worse finding out who she really is.

“I’m always up for having another girl over,” Greg commented with a grin knowing exactly what Fiona just said to Vyki without even having to hear it. “What do you say, girl? Up for a night at our place than I can drive you home after a good night's rest?”