With consequences

Vyki continued to work through greeting people, taking names & details, guiding people to the room, and reminding people time was up with the abbreviated time, but every time she walked back it seemed like the line was never ending. One good thing is it seemed like with even the faster pace, there didn’t seem to be a large group overflowing at the end, so it's likely Gina’s process was working well now.

While sauntering up to the room taking about dozenth or so 1-minute group for their session, Vyki felt a quick vibration below much shorter than the routine she set up, but she quickly dismissed it. However, it happened again and then again, and she stopped mid-step worried something was wrong. She stood there for several moments before one of the quartet finally spoke up, “you okay, babe?”

Vyki realizing nothing was happening and nervously responded, “sorry, just thought I saw something,” and added a nervous giggle before proceeding on. She started with a slow tentative step and nothing happend, so she continued on. However, her next step in stride produced another vibration and the next as well. She had reached the door as the previous group was coming out laughing and she nervously held open the door for the quartet that had been following her.

With the new group finally in place, she turned back to head to the greeting table and took a small step and nothing happened. She was about to take another step when the familiar warning vibration of her planned schedule went off. She stood still for a moment and felt the now routine actions even as they triggered floods of hormones into her system.

Figuring it was just an oddity of the system, she proceeded back to the table to a frustrated looking Eddy. “Look, if you need to take a break, just say so. You don’t have to slow walk it to get some time to yourself,” he grumbled at her.

“Sorry, just got distracted I guess,” Vyki explained, “let’s keep at it. Looks like plenty of people to help out charity!” Vyki said referring to the seemingly perpetual line of people.

It was after about the next 3 groups as she was returning, Vyki felt the random vibration start again. About halfway back, it vibrated and she stopped suddenly again. Glancing up, she could see the waiting groups as well as the people in line & Eddy all stared at her abrupt movement, to which she nervously smiled and took a slow tentative step. With nothing happening, she went back to her steps but could feel the small vibrations 3 more times as she took the last few steps to the table.

Standing at the table, the vibrations seemed to have stopped, and she got down more info. With a timer going off, she called up the next group to follow her and immediately felt the vibration as she stepped out from behind the table. Feeling every eye on her, she continued forward to the room, her suit sending small vibrations the entire way.

Feeling a small reprieve as she let the group in, she stood there for a moment after the door closed behind them before she began her journey back. Having an inclination of a fear of what was happening, Vyki strode back to the table trying to ignore the near constant vibrations or the intensity increase as she hurried the last few steps to grasp her phone.

Pulling up her phone and looking at the app, a large lump filled in her throat as she heard a bark, “Vyki!” She nearly slammed her phone face down as she saw Eddy glaring at her. “You know Mistress doesn’t want you touching that unless it's an emergency!”

Vyki swallowed hard as she responded with a lame cover, “sorry, I thought I heard it vibrate; thought uh... Daddy might have sent me a message,” she replied timidly.

“Well, it didn’t,” Eddy replied and directed her, “go put it on the boxes behind us so you’re not tempted. We’ll hear it vibrate more definitively that way too.”

Vyki held her ground for a brief moment before Eddy opened his eyes in a stern look as he flinched his head toward her. Feeling threatened and unknowing even how to immediately fix it she replied, “yes, Sir,” as she turned put it behind her unable to hold back the moan as a vibration ran down the length of her cock as she looked at the screen one last time seeing the number in the upper right indicating the charge of the Vadget’s battery: 100%

“Leave it,” Eddy said catching her staring at the screen.

Knowing she’s caught, Vyki dropped the phone as she said “yes, Sir,” while she whipped back around and plastered a nervous smile on her face while she tried to try to control her panting.

She tried to minimize her movements as she was greeting and taking notes, almost appearing statuesque or modelling to the guests, but she tried to prevent the pendulums on her chest from moving when not needed. However, she couldn’t avoid that as even the smallest step, that wasn’t a slow glide, seemed to send enough of a charge to vibrate her crotch. While it wasn’t an appreciated stimulation, the idea of the batteries glued on her chest overloading was much less appealing.

This continued with every trip to and from the room as it seemed to drive her hormones racing through her body as her pulse elevated and her mind struggled to listen to even the most basic of names. However, about the time her body finally adapted to the stimulation, the next scheduled routine triggered shortly after a timer went off. Vyki was able to push through the onslaught and get them to the room right as the routine ended. Graciously, the trip back to the table found the device to be silent and allowed her to continue on.

Vyki was able to enjoy the reprieve from constant stimulation with every trip to and from the room for a couple of trips, but on her way back, the constant vibrations of every foot fall returned indicating the system had reached max charge again and began sending power to her vibrators instead of overloading her batteries.

Looking down the hall at the insistent row of revelers, Vyki could only hope time passed quickly as she felt her body naturally react to stimulation and her body was flooded with hormones and endorphins. Every few trips, the consistent onslaught would be punctuated with the deeper pulses stimulating her body’s lustful nature even higher only to be dropped suddenly and left in a state of idleness for a few steps only to be reinvigorated before long.

Before long, Vyki’s lust fueled mind quickly manifested its outlook by appearing giddy and happy. This worked well for her greeter roll; however, as her body was continually flooded with desire, the happiness moved to flirtiness as she began to take more notice of the scantily clad women made up for a risqué photo session. While some were more than happy to return the teasing, some were less than courteous, but Vyki just took it as women just in a bitchy mood and wasn’t even registering her own comments, light touching, or staring as anything other than playful banter.

However, soon more than one man picked up watching her more than friendly banter and worked to return it. Feeling a warm response, Vyki was enjoying these exchanges and more than once found herself using giggling innuendoes with more one man in a leather vest.

Not registering the natural jolt her body was getting from physical contact, Vyki would subconsciously reach her hand out to a guest when guiding them to the room. More than one guest gladly accepted the offer. Feeling this contact while getting her trapped rod stimulated quickly turned into a naturally pleasant occurrence for her.

These were soon amplified when a guest offered her his arm instead, and the flirty girl with the sexy dress was quickly seen walking the man to the room arm-in-arm. Feeling the man stroke up and down her gently as it was elevated with her raging hormones just caused her to giggle and lean into even more. Before long, Vyki was regularly walking men, couples, and even groups to the room with them regularly wrapping the arm around her waist as if they were on a date.

On seeing the familiarity with the guests, one particular man brought up again, “can’t I take your beauty into the room and have a memorable picture with an angel like you instead of your drab husband?” Which brought a giggle to Vyki as he had already been working his charms & jokes on her and she was long past feeling pain or focusing on much of what he said as her body was being assaulted by yet another routine round of vibrations. She had reached out to slap his arm lightly but found herself leaving her hand there as he told his joke. With her manicured hand grasp around his smooth arm, Vyki found herself subconsciously moving her hand up and down his arm mirroring the pattern the motors were running up and down her shaft. Her breathing deepened quickly as her eyes dilated while she lost focus staring through everyone into nothingness.

Eddy looking on and observing her seeming to look at the man longingly while stroking his arm, knew she was pushing boundaries. “Afraid she’s not available for photos,” Eddy said gently putting his hand protectively on Vyki’s shoulder.

Snapped out of her near delirium by Eddy touching her and finally registering the common question, Vyki giggled before reaching up for her collar to indicate, “sorry, Daddy’s rules,” then pouting “no fun for me,” before giggling at sounding so childish.

When it came time to take the man back for his session and she called him over, he readily came up and wrapped his arm around her, which had become a not-unpleasant common occurrence for Vyki as she handed him his slip. However, he failed to grasp it and it flittered to the ground. “Oh, let me get that for ya, Missy,” the man that wouldn’t have looked out of place in a biker bar side as he leaned down to pick it up. As he stood up, he let his hand slide up the back of Vyki’s leg causing a tingle to reverberate up her spin as her breath caught in her throat. She also found herself at a loss for words as he stopped with his palm grasping her ass cheek under her skirt, “over there, right, babe?” The man said pointing to the room as he guided Vyki via the grasp on her ass towards the door.

However, despite her mental state, Vyki’s body was assaulted every step with arousing vibrations and her cares & worries were severally diminished as she just tried to keep from tripping. Upon reaching the door, the rough man who stood eye to eye with her elevated height, turned to her and said, “I’m afraid this is where I must bid you ado, my angel,” then reached down and slowly drew her hand up by sliding his hand down from her shoulder to her wrist. He then leaned over and ever so slightly kissed her knuckle light, “au revoir, ma chérie excitée,” as he stood up and held her hand while he looked in the lady’s eyes as the door opened, “la prochaine fois, nous ferons l'amour.”

Vyki had no idea what he said but could feel an intensity coming off him she hadn’t felt in decades. Realizing he was holding her hand and still staring at her waiting for a response and the previous group stood in the door watching the event eagerly. Not know what to say, Vyki nervously giggled inanely as she nodded her head and said, “K.” The warm smile going across the strong man’s face told her she answered correctly, and she breathed deeply not really, she had been holding her breath since he grasped her wrist.

Then gently removed his hands from hers and turned to walk directly in causing the other group to stumble back to avoid him as the continued to look on at the apparent lovesick MILF holding her hands looking longing after the man. Realizing they were staring at her, Vyki nervously giggled again as she realized her hands were still elevated from where the man had held them and she gestured around the corner, “Mistress will have your photos and items around the corner.”

The two just nodded at her with grins like kittens eating a canary as they walked around the corner.

Vyki proceeded to walk back to her table, every step empowering her id to drive her little by little towards a lust filled haze.