Things pick up a bit

After Vyki takes the couple in and then returns a few minutes later to direct them to Miss H, she has a few more minutes of idle time before the next group arrives. She takes the opportunity to look back at the Gadget app attached to the vibrator embedded in her body suit. She’s frustrated to see after all the vibration activations she’s been doing to discharge the battery, her movements have been enough to essentially counteract them and even add 1% net charge. She knew it was still a way from maxing out, but she was worried about what it would decide to do to suddenly discharge, so she added another wave to the rotation and decreased the idle time between activations by 5 seconds to gently increase frequency.

As she saved the updates, she heard the next group approaching and dropped into her sexy Mrs. Claus routine.

There were about 6 groups in that next round and then she found a pause again to check her app as it had triggered multiple times distracting her the first few bit, but she was able to maintain and got past it without too many of them noticing. Pleasantly, she was glad to see the charge had finally netted down 1%, so she was at least on the right path.

It was only a few more moments when she heard the next few people show up. “Well, this must be the place. There she is!” one guy in the quartet shouted out. To which Vyki replayed her Mrs. Claus script she had been working up yet again.

It was just before the first couple was ending that the next guests arrived and Vyki greeted them as well. This started a steady stream of couples and a few solos people staggering in one after the other, but Vyki was able to get them in and through easily enough that there was only around 5 or 6 waiting at a time.

However, after this revolving sequence had come through a rather cleanly dressed man in a sport coat and jean walked up smiling as Vyki gave her spiel with a smile. “Thanks, love, but how much for a quick shot with you?” he asked with an accent she wasn’t interested in placing. Something about him seemed oddly familiar, but she pushed it aside as she had seen so many faces in passing today, she was sure it was just another frequenter of the dungeon Paul had passed over the years.

She deflected his request as she had at least a half dozen times already, “thank you for the consideration, sir,” then with a gentle touch of her collar she continues, “but one of my directives is no pictures today. However, my husband would be more than happy to help your kinky shot happen.”

“Seems you got at least one picture here,” the man says holding up his phone with the photo announcement early. “Seems like a bit of bait & switch, lass. I came to get a shot with a sexy little number not some fat man.”

Vyki’s customer service experience kicked in as she politely tried to calm the situation, “well, it's unfortunate for the misunderstanding but these photos are for helping a good cause and the payment is only a donation ask. You can still get it done and not have to pay...” Vyki stopped abruptly as the man took a large stride around the side of the folding table and reached his hand around forcefully smacking her ass as he held her cheek in a firm grip.

“Now see here, birdie,” the man said to her forcefully with a chill running down Vyki’s spine as she felt the first warning vibration of her Gadget indicating an impending cycle. “I came here for a photo with a pretty young slut for Christmas and I intend to get one.”

Vyki was trying to control her breathing and hold back her carnal reactions as the vibrations assaulted her body while this continued to grip her. “I know what type of place this is and I know what type of slag you are no matter how much paint you wear. Rather than wait for the pornographer, we can just do the shot here.” The vile guy then pulls Vyki in tight to him as he holds up his camera at arm's length to look at it. “Smile, cunt!”

With the vibrating cycle subsiding, Vyki finally getting her wits about her, Vyki shouts “NO!” as she throws her hand up knocking his forearm causing him to drop his phone as hits the hard floor and goes sailing away.

“You bitch!” the man shouts as he goes scrambling for his phone.

As he goes scurrying across the floor, a very distinctive and hurried pace can be heard coming down the hall.

“You broke my screen; you twit I’m going to...” the man got out before being summarily interrupted.

Stepping in front of him a very icy and stern gaze, Mistress Heather looks directly at the man and says, “you’re going to what?”

Confused where this small woman came from yet chilled by her very presence, the man started, “that bitch over there tossed my phone and broke it!”

Heather took one glance at the visibly shaken Vyki as she shook her head ‘No’ in a somewhat panic as her heart was still racing. “And why would she do that?” Heather said turning back to the man.

“Hell if I know!” the man continued incessantly, “I was just here for a simple seasonal photo and she went off.”

“You tried to **** a picture of me!” Vyki said finally finding her voice.

Heather keyed up a mic on her discrete radio, “Eddy to check in. Pronto.”

“Well, of course I wanted a picture with her like your ad said, but she didn’t have to be a bitch about it.”

Without breaking eyes with the man, Heather asked, “were you a good girl and tell him you were forbidden from photos?”

Vyki wasn’t thrilled with the condescending tone while she stood behind her protective table and plainly stated, “yes, Miss H.”

Taking a step closer to the vile vermin she then asked, “and did he touch you?”

Vyki was a little apprehensive as she made it sound like it was some **** or something, but meekly answered, “yeess”

Heather whipped her head around, “did he touch or not, girly?”

“yes, Miss H,” Vyki continued as Miss H appeared not to be content with that short answer, “on....on my ass.” She finally said with a shiver.

“Oh the slut was jonesing for it,” the man said gaining Heather’s attention again, “I could hear moaning as I showed her who was boss.”

“bitch, I am the Boss,” Heather said taking another step towards him.

Looking down at the petite lady he chuckled said, “you and what army?”

At which point Heather immediately hit him in the gut knocking his wind out and doubling him over, after which she slapped him back hand across the face, tumbling him to the floor.

Pounding steps could then be heard as a mountain of man came rounding the corner in dead sprint. Coming to a stop and attention just behind Miss H, “yes, Mistress.”

“Seems we got a mister handsy here that can’t seem to hold his own phone,” Vyki explained standing over the man. Stepping away from the man on the floor, Heather spoke to the assembled waiting guests. “I apologize for those that had to see this, but I take series concern for the people under my care like our girl here. As witness to this interaction, do any of you dispute her recollection of what happened?”

The silent mass all quietly shook their heads ‘no’.

“Vyki, come over here,” Heather instructed.

“Now, you can either apologies to our girl here and walk out the way you came, or I can let Eddy here introduce to our gravel buffet in the front parking lot.” Heather offered. “Which will it be?”

“I’ll sue you!” the man yelled from the floor.

This triggered Eddy to move towards him as he quickly shouted, “no, no! I’m sorry.”

Heather gently grasped Eddy’s arm and he held where he was.

“No, you tell Vyki here you’re sorry,” Heather instructed.

The man started to stand up before Heather put her boot on his shoulder, “you can do it from down there.”

The vermin looked at Heather then to Vyki before looking up and up to Eddy from his prone position on his knees. He then turned back to the girl that caused all this in his mind and said to Vyki “I’m sorry, I tried to get a picture with you.”

Heather then abruptly moved her boot from his shoulder to the toe between his thighs, “you violated her space, you touched her intimately, and you tried to make her violate her rules forcefully,” she continued intently, “you better do better than that or all that lovely dental work is going to be trashed.”

Eddy flinched down at him for emphasis and the vermin continued, “I... I’m sorry for violating your space and grabbing your ass or get a picture without your consent.”

Heather then looked at Vyki and shrugged asking if she was content.

Vyki felt this had gone on enough and just nodded.

Heather then backed up and nodded for him to go. “And, Nigel,” she said as he walked away, “I ever catch near here again and I will let Eddy & Ty learn how to use a speculum on you. Eddy, make sure he doesn’t forget the way out and then come back and help Vyki get these fine people set up.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Eddy says as he moves one step behind Nigel.

Moving over to Vyki, Heather looks up to her and whispers, “you okay, deary?”

“Ya, I’m fine,” Vyki said, “guy just got a little handsy,” she said adjusting her skirt to make sure it was seated right. “Who was he anyway?”

“Nigel,” Heather said, “showed up a few months back at a social and showed up to a few events. Tried to connect with a few girls, but never happened. Seemed a bit odd, but never thought he’d push that far. Good riddance. Sorry you had to go through it.” Heather than held her hands, “you ready to get back to this or you need a break?”

“Nah, I’m good,” Vyki assured her.

“Folks, I’m very sorry for this disruption, and hope it doesn’t ruin your Christmas cheer,” Heather says to the crowd, “but Mrs. Claus here is ready to get you setup and spend some time with the Big Man to get your kink on and help out charity,” rising to a jubilant tone.

“Wahoo!!” came from the crowd as applause roared up while Vyki returned to her station behind the table. Vyki had seen the previous couple’s timer was up and called the next group and led them to the room, before coming back and taking the next set of info.