A timid response

The lady’s eyes were very wide as she looked up at Vyki’s very imposing figure, her eyes unflinching. “I...I’m s-sorry.”

“Not me, idiot,” Vyki said, “him,” nodding towards Eddy not taking her eyes off the lady.

The quickly turned her head towards the very large gentleman that never seemed nearly as imposing as the lady in the low-cut, costume mini-dress felt right at the moment, “I’mm... s-s-sorry, S-sir. I a-acted in-n-napropriately,” Then turned back to the fiery red head that had not stopped looking at her and smiled nervously.

Without turning from the lady, Vyki asked, “that good enough for you, Eddy?”

“Eh, I dunno, she was kinda bitchy,” Eddy replied; however, after Vyki turned her glare on him, he quickly shifted, “no, it’s good.” As Vyki’s attention turned back to the lady, the timer went off letting them know the current session was up. Eddy quickly picked up the timer, “I got it!” and went running to the room to get out of it.

“Good,” Vyki said with a sickly-sweet tone, “now that is done, can we get a name for the slip, or would you like me to be... creative... and assign you one?”

“F-Feleena,” the lady said.

“Are you saying your name’s ‘Feleena’,” Vyki said patronizingly, before baby tone, “or just a cute kitten girl?”

Feleena’s eyes went wide thinking this crazy lady might actually try to act on it, “No, no... its my name.”

“Great!” Vyki said standing up straight after writing her name on it and dropping back into polite hostess mode, “and your contact information?” Putting down her info and putting in ‘1’ for duration, Vyki told her to wait on the side and talked to the next group.

As Vyki gets their information, Eddy returns and helps out with the next set of guests. When it comes to Feleena’s turn, Vyki grabs her information and escorts her up to the shoot. “Now go in there and be the best possible girl for your trainer and maybe he won’t have to hear about your indiscretions,” Vyki said with a wink to her.

“Yes, ma’am,” Feleena said timidly as she pulled open the door before turning back to Vyki. “How did you know Sir Bill is my trainer?”

Vyki leaned in with a sly grin as she whispered in her ear, “I’m wearing an emerald gem.”

Pulling back a bit she could see the girl’s confused face as she searched her earrings or jewelry for gemstones for understanding, before Vyki turned around giving an extra sway to her hips swishing up her skirt as she walked away and winked to the girl over her shoulder; Feleena stood in shock before she heard her trainer’s voice call out from inside, “whoever is next get in here; we don’t need to be kept waiting,” and nervously walked inside.

Coming back to the table, Vyki had a very pleased look on her face as sensually slid in with her skirt flipping wildly side to side. However, her demeanor quickly changed as she saw a trench coat piled on the floor. “Eddy, what’s that doing here?”

Eddy stopped talking to the current group of guests to look at the coat and then her quizically, “its the one you asked me to hold for your little femme friend as you rushed her in to the photo.”

“But you didn’t take it to her when she was done?!?” Vyki asked incredulously.

Eddy looked at her definitely, “do I look like a chamber maid? You were dealing with the bitch, and I told your friend to come get it after she got her pictures from Mistress, so she didn’t have to face the kerfuffle you were dealing with.”

Vyki knew it had been plenty long and Caroleta should have been back by now, “Fuck!” she said and grabbed the pile as she rushed over to Miss H’s after photo area to see if she was still there.

Hearing the quick shuffle of feet, Heather was surprised to see Vyki round the corner caring a pile of clothes and looking very flustered. “Something wrong, deary?”

“Uhm, maybe, Miss H,” Vyki said panting, “the little femme boy in pink that just had their picture taken with Santa, where did they go?” Vyki asked as she scanned the waiting few groups not seeing the not-so-subtle pink outfit.

Frustrated, Heather replied to the out of place girl, “I tell her like I told you, the flow is for people to come out of the shoot and then go out the exit to keep a very orderly and straightforward experience for everyone. If she has something over at your desk, she can go out the exit and then come back in through the front.” With more direct frustration, she then directed the mature girl to needed to be, “now, you need to get back to your station and handle things up front as our greeter or I can call your Daddy about not doing your job well; the poor thing is probably waiting over there for her coat right now.”

“Sorry, Miss H,” the last thing she needed was Lou being called right now, “I’ll get right over there.”

“Good girl,” Miss H said as she saw the sexy little number going swishing away.

Vyki nearly collided with Feleena as she came out of the room in near tears rubbing her bottom. She just gave Vyki an intense stare as she moved around the corner. Vyki then encountered Eddy bringing in a trio of boys to the shoot, “did my friend happen to show up looking for this coat?”

“No, hadn’t seen the cutie,” Eddy said as he let the next group in.

Vyki nervously walked back to the table and set the coat & shoes down on the floor as she felt a timed vibration run over her in time to see the next guest walk up to the table and tried to focus on them hoping Caroleta showed up soon.

Earlier as Caroleta floated out of the photo session being told by the dark-haired girl her time was up, she was still amazed she had actually done all those poses. She could still feel the scruff of his fake beard on her face and the heat of his palm print on her ass cheek; she had to focus on her walk as her tiny tool throbbed in its cage to keep from tripping on the impractical slippers.

Stepping out of the room she nearly collided with the mountain of a man that had been helping Miss Vyki, “sorry, sir,” she said timidly as she tried to go around him to get her coat.

Eddy gently, yet forcefully, pressed her bare shoulder and indicated her to go the other, “go see Mistress Heather for your picture and donation.”

“Yes, sir, I just need to grab my coat,” Caroleta felt nervous in her non-passing state of femme-boy.

“You can get that after you work with Mistress,” Eddy said firmly as he directed the next guest in.

Caroleta was going to protest further until the arm that was as big as her head pointed straight out behind her and his face gave her a very menacing look. “yes, sir,” Caroleta said quietly as she turned around and shuffled in the direction she was told.

Coming around the corner she could see a few of the people that had been in front of her in line standing around waiting near a table with a very formidable woman sitting behind the table.

“Hello, deary! Aren’t you just the cutest,” Heather gushed to the timid sissy walking around the corner, “did the little girl tell Santa all she wanted for Christmas?”

Caroleta blushed at the patronizing tone the woman used even as she felt her cage fighting back against her pulsating flesh, “yes, Ma’am.”

“That’s excellent!” Heather gushed as she continued, “now, your individual thumb drive will be out momentarily with your personal photos on them of you and the Big Man. We kindly ask for donation of $20 to help out the charity and can accept cash, card, or most major electronic payment services. How much did your mommy send with you to give?”

The belittling childish tone was embarrassing and calling everyone’s attention to her ridiculous state as she could feel herself trying to break through her steel-like confines. “$20 is fine, ma’am,” Caroleta agreed as she opened up her purse to find her bifold and pull out a $20 bill.

“Awww, thank you ever so much, deary,” Heather gushed, “and her is a receipt for you to give your mommy for her records when you get home.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” Caroleta says stuffing the paper in her purse, “I left my coat over at the other station; I’ll be right back for my pictures.”

“No,” Heather said firmly as she saw the feminine person head towards the photo shoot. “No one goes back that direction. Your pictures will be out in a moment. Once you have them, you can go out the exit and then come back in the main door you did earlier and get your coat from them then.”

“Buh...” was all Caroleta could get out before the woman cut her off.

“No, buts, missy!” Heather said very forcefully. “Now you be a big girl and wait right here with the others for Miss H and you might get a sucker with your pictures for being a good girl.”

“Y-yess, Miss H,” Caroleta said nervously as she turned and timidly stood over near the other waiting members. She could hear their hushed whispers and giggles, and she was hoping the floor would just swallow her up as she felt a small damp spot forming in her panties.

Caroleta tried to wait as patiently as she could in a vein attempt hoping to blend into the background that her outfit would never allow. The previous groups had gotten their pictures and more groups had shown up while she waited even more people came in grinning at her as she met their eyes before she looked back at the floor. One exception was woman who looked rather upset and seemed to be almost as uncomfortable as Caroleta, but she couldn’t make out why as she seemed very normal and put together. However, as the woman rubbed her shapely bottom, Caroleta got an impression before she heard her name called out from the lady behind the table, “Caroleta??”

“Yes, Miss H,” Caroleta said shuffling up to the table.

“Here are your pictures, deary,” Heather said handing her the drive, “and here is your sucker for being such a good girl and waiting patiently for her.”

Caroleta took the drive and fumbled with the sucker before dropping it on the table as she saw what it was. The red & white stripes normally reserved for candy canes this time of year, was placed on a stick and shaped in a very realistic falic shape. Glancing around to seeing everyone know staring at the commotion, Caroleta grabbed her things and started to make a move towards the front before being stopped by Miss H.

“NO!” Barked out Heather, “Exit is that way girl! Or do I need to spank you and shove that sucker somewhere else?”

“Sorry, Miss H,” Caroleta said as she shuffled quickly to the very industrial looking door labelled ‘EXIT’. Upon slamming the break bar and opening the door, Caroleta was surprised to find herself at the other end of the parking lot from the entrance. Glancing over to the well-lit doors she could see a large flow of people crowding into the line. She was thankful for the early nights this time of year as she stood near shadows with the door closed behind her. However, she also noticed this placed her just a few feet from her car.

While Caroleta did love that coat and would miss the descent shoes, she knew her change of clothes was in the trunk of her car. And although the parking lot was too well lit to change here, she could get somewhere more secluded to remove this ridiculous outfit and come back for clothes another time.