Their little theater

“That will be 13, down on your left, sir,” the guide said seeing the tickets Colin held out.

Vyki was feeling uneasy as the guide’s eyes didn’t seem to leave her chest, only momentarily glancing up at her eyes before seeming to return back to her cleavage. ‘Even if it was at their eye level, it wasn’t appropriate for someone to stare,’ thought Vyki.

“Oh, dear, you seem to have dropped some popcorn,” Colin announced as he too looked Vyki clearly at her cleavage.

Vyki finally looked where they had and could now see the small pile of popcorn hanging out between her fake breasts. “Oh, geez! I’m sorry!” Pleaded Vyki as she looked for somewhere to put the bag.

However, Colin came to her aid before she could set it down, “don’t worry, dear, I got you.”

Vyki wasn’t thrilled with the idea of him picking popcorn out of her cleavage, but it wasn’t worse this his hand on her ass, so she just resigned herself to letting him, “thank you...” She cut her phrase short as her eyes grew wide when she realized he had moved closer to her to have his hand reach up to her chest. Instead, before she could do anything and as he held her buttocks firmly, he buried his face in her chest and began eating the kernels away.

Vyki was immediately aware of the spectacle but felt even further exposed as her groin erupted in varying vibrations which might have caused her knees to buckle again if it weren’t for Colin’s support around her hips. But the surprise of it all could stop her quiet out cry of “oh God,” as she felt her rod naturally engorge from the stimulation as it sent pleasuring tingles across her body.

“There. I think that got it all,” Colin said as he lifted his head and silenced the vibrations in Vyki’s Gadget. Looking up, he enjoyed watching her panting face as her body’s natural responses slowly died down.

“Enjoy the show,” squeaked the guide as their voice broke.

“Thank you, we will,” Colin said as he guided the still bewildered girl by her ass down the hall and whispered to her “they certain seemed to, didn’t they, slut?”

Looking back over her shoulder, she could see the guide still looking at her. Seeing their eyes move up from her ass to meet her face, she smiled at them.

The employee, seeing the exhibitionist girl smile at them, smiled back and gave an appreciative thumbs up before turning back to the next guests.

Seeing the guide pay her no more attention, Vyki turned back forward continuing under Colin’s guidance. “Yes, Sir, they did.”

“Good girl,” <BUZZ> Colin rewarded and enjoyed feeling her hip sway a bit more under his grasp as her stride adjusted to the stimulation but didn’t interrupt her gait.

Vyki was glad to finally reach their particular theater, #13, as it seemed the hallway continued on and on, and was glad when Colin finally removed his hand from her ass to open the door for her. With only a narrow hallway entering, Colin thankfully couldn’t walk next to her and didn’t make a move to put his hand back on her waist and instead just sent her forward.

Upon entering the theater, she was surprised at its diminutive size compared to the almost amphitheater sized rooms most of the major releases garnered. Looking around there were the 3 three rows up close to the screen that always seemed like they’d kill your neck. The rest of the theater went upstairs to less than a dozen rows and less than a score of seats wide with the single isle between.

“This one has been out for a while and wasn’t really a huge hit when it first came out, but I’ve still been wanting to see it,” Colin announced. “And hey, looks like we have the room to ourselves.”

Vyki couldn’t help but feel nervous from this prospect of being alone with him for a couple of hours in a large, dark room even if it is well lit at the moment.

“Go on up and get our seats warmed up, babe,” Colin said indicating the stairs.

Vyki cautiously walked up the steps in her heels with her hands full. Upon reaching about halfway up the small room, she stopped to go to the spot she understood to be optimal in most theaters.

“No, not there, keep going, girl,” Colin said loudly from the bottom of the empty room.

Vyki looked back and suddenly realized he had stayed behind and was watching her go up. With her hands full, the short flowing skirt, and her thong, she was sure he was getting a full show right up her dress. Shaking her head at yet another game of the pervert, she knew it was her role, and continued up the stairs.

She was sure he would stop her, but she made it all the way to the top without any other instructions for him and turned to look at him, “this okay, Sir?”

“I don’t know,” Colin said, “which side has the cleaner floor.”

Vyki rolled his eyes at him and saw nothing unusual down one side and then saw something coating the floor on the other. “Looks like someone spilled something over there, Sir.”

“Like what?” Colin asked.

“I don’t know, can’t tell, Sir,” Vyki replied exasperated.

“Take a closer look and guess, slut,” he instructed her somewhat impatiently.

Vyki turned her attention to the other side and tried to bend down to get a better look at the shadowy floor.

“DAMN!” echoed off the sound treated walls from the base of the room.

Vyki shot up as both she and Colin looked to the source of the exclamation.

“Boys, looks like the previews started early,” said a middle-aged looking guy to his two companions.

Vyki immediately sat down on the ‘cleaner’ side to hide her lower section from the new arrivals’ view as they chuckled uproariously while they took seats in the first elavated row.

Colin just smirked as he walked up the stairs to meet her. As he got to the top row, he slid in front of her knees as she sat in the first seat by the aisle. Vyki was surprised when he picked up the drink and popcorn from her, but she was even more surprised when he didn’t turn and sit next to her but instead kept going further down the row until he was over halfway to the wall. Colin set the drink down in the cupholder and placed the popcorn on the armrest, before patting the seat next to him.

Vyki looked down over the theater and saw the trio of guys sitting down in front going on about something. However, another couple had just come in, and was walking up the aisle as she felt the <zap> she anticipated. As they stopped halfway up, Vyki stood up and grasped her skirt around the hem to keep it down and walked down the row to sit next to her date; the click-clack of her heels on the hard floor announcing to the room her movement. Glancing down she could see every guy look up at her as she walked.

As Vyki approached Colin, he lifted the armrest next to him and put his arm up on the back of the empty seat next to him for her to sit down. Ensuring her dress was swept up under her, she sat down with her knees together and looked at the 3 guys straining to look as the other guy seemed to be getting an earful from his girlfriend. However, with her clearly seated with her date, everyone turned back to their own hushed conversations.

“Put this over there beside you,” Colin instructed handing her the large bag.

As she turned her head away from him, she felt his arm land on her shoulder and pull her into him. As she did, she found her shoulder leaning against his side as her body tilted towards him leaving her head close to his level. He then reached over with his freehand and pulled her chin to face his. Looking at him, she saw him getting closer and closer to her. Right before he got to her he whispered, “remember your role, slut.” As their lips met, she felt his hand leave her chin while he gently moved against her in a way she wasn’t completely disgusted by.

However, as his hand reached his pocket, her crotch erupted to a higher level, triggering an unmistakable moan into his lips. Colin immediately took full advantage of her temporary disorientation and pull her shoulder around to have her face him more as he pressed his tongue into her now open mouth. Colin varied the intensity and pattern wildly preventing Vyki from taking any opportunity to adapt or tune it out. He could almost use the control as a way to make music with her reactionary moans. ‘To her credit,’ Colin thought, ‘she is a hell of a kisser.’

Vyki’s mind was reeling in the pleasure running over her body. And with her eyes closed, she was easily envisioning an impassioned make out session with Daddy showing her how much he loved her. After he pulled her to him, she could feel him rub his hand up and down her back. While the corset and prosthetics prevented her from feeling the direct contact of him, she could easily feel the gentile motion and it was oddly comforting.