Asks to share the subby role

As Molly led Vyki into the spare bedroom, she guided her over to the bed and helped her up onto the bed. “As cut as these shoes are, I think it’s time to drop you back to a bit more reasonable heel,” Molly said as she knelt and worked to remove her platforms. “Something more like a 6” stiletto or something,” she continued with a giggle.

As Vyki’s feet were removed from the heavy shoes, she gladly flexed and moved them. While she was no stranger to them, even having the hollow forms on her feet always added weight. She was so entranced in just relaxing and enjoying her feet’s freedom, she didn’t even notice the other room’s occupant's activity until she spoke up.

“That was fucking amazing, hun,” Molly said as she wiped down the disconnected harness with some disinfectant cloth. She then sat down next to her lover on the bed and looked at her caringly, “but I was wondering if you’d be open to doing something a bit different,” Molly stated apprehensively.

Seeing the girls walk around the corner and hearing the bedroom door close, Lou grasped his pants and stood up & hurriedly walking to the guest bath not even bothering to do up his pants. Once in the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror trying to understand how he got to such a surreal place.

He briefly contemplated just making an excuse and leaving, but this whole experience has been a more enjoyably physical relationship than he’d had in years. However, looking down he wasn’t sure if the years had been as kind and if he’d be able to perform as he once did.

Reaching into his pocket, he fished out the little baggy of the few tiny blue pills Sal had given him at work. The old coot had given him a hard time as Lou was apparently not as good as he thought he was about hiding his excitement after Molly had called him about a date with Vyki. He had been afraid that Molly wasn’t really okay with it but her setting up the ‘submissive date’ seemed to enshrine her support of it. He wasn’t really sure how this poly stuff was supposed to work but he was definitely enjoying it so far.

He was afraid he ruined it before he ever started after work blew up with that after Christmas shoppers' brawl that his client required him to be the interface with the police about. He paced and nervously waited in their open home trying to get a response when Vyki finally showed up elated to see him.

If they were really so into this, he was going to try and give it his all. And if he had to take a prescription **** that the feds approved of to perform tonight, he was going to do it. Sliding the tiny blue pill and washing it down with water, he was not going to let the girls down.

Lou figured the girls would be a bit and he’d need some time too, so he took care of his other bodily needs and ensured his wardrobe and appearance were up to snuff.

Hearing the bathroom door, Molly burst into action figuring she only had a small amount of time. She’d explain it by showing Vyki but she needed some things from their room first. Diving into Vyki’s wardrobe, she grabbed her robe and some black heels taking them out to her seated lover. “Here, hold these and come with me. I’ll explain in a moment,” Molly cryptic ally instructed as she moved to the door to quietly open it.

Looking back, she saw Vyki about to say something but held up her finger to indicate silence as she waved her to follow her across the house. Molly then quietly moved quickly across the hard floor while Vyki ran her bare feet along the ground moving quickly on the balls of her feet, unable to stop her hips from swinging as she held onto her robe and heels.

Once in their bedroom, Molly directed Vyki to sit on the bed, “have a seat on the bed and put your robe & heels on, I’m going to change so I can show you what I had in mind.”

“Um, okay,” Vyki said still trying to understand what she was going on about but proceeded to slip on the high pumps then enveloping herself in the satin robe. While the robe wasn’t overly thick, she was surprised at how warm it was in contrast to the open air; feeling almost comforted by it.

Stepping out of their closet, Molly was pleasantly surprised to see Vyki rubbing up and down her arms caressing her body through the smooth robe that matched her own. Not sure what better way to get her attention, Molly gently cleared her throat.

Vyki almost jolted out of her self review as her mind seemed to have wondered when Molly grabbed her attention. Looking her up and down, Vyki was a little surprised to see that outfit. It was far from an unusual attire for her to be seen wearing around this house, but it was a sharp divination from the shirt and jeans she had just been wearing.

Standing before Vyki, Molly was wearing a pink colored robe that mirrored the lavender one Vyki wore. In addition, Molly’s black 6-inch pumps remarkably resembled Vyki’s pair. Molly slowly sauntered over to her. “What we just did in there was amazing, hun! And thank you so much for that,” Molly gushed grasping her lover's hands. “But, as enjoyable as that was, I just felt so... inadequate and... out classed by Lou’s sheer magnitude. I felt I had to really over play it and almost try to over play the ‘Dom’ side just to compare to his power.”

Vyki wasn’t sure how she could say that as she felt underpowered the whole time, but she could tell it was important to her partner, so she kept listening.

Molly took a deep sigh and continued, “but I didn’t feel like we were done, and...” Molly was feeling very apprehensive at this point, “I was hoping you’d let me kneel by your side as sort of your... peer.... your sister subbie, if you will. Both taking care of your Daddy and making sure he enjoys it.” Molly bit her lip before finally saying, “would you share your Daddy with me, hun?”

Vyki sat there for a brief moment and thought about how exhilarating it was when Paul had two girls kneeling before him. While a brief bit of jealousy creeped across her face, she was reminded how even with Paul having both Molly and {ex} eagerly serving him and at times almost fighting for his attention, he always came back to Molly. Before long, {ex} was shortly engaged with making sure Molly was pleased as well as Paul. Even going so far as to check in with each other afterwards to make sure they were doing good and on the same page. She was sure that if they did this right, they could both bring Daddy pleasure while enjoying each other. Standing up, and holding Molly’s hand, Vyki responds, “I can’t think of another slut I’d rather please Daddy with,” but they both immediately froze as her voice had just broken during the conversation. “Shit!” Vyki’s lowering voice said as panic washed over her face.

“Wait! I think I saw your inhaler over here,” Molly said as she walked over to Paul’s side of the bed where Katie had left the inhaler this morning. “Here,” she said handing it to Vyki.

Silently, Vyki signed a ‘thank you’ and then took two hits of the inhaler, holding it in each time. “This okay?” Vyki said, testing her voice.

“That sounds great, girlie!” Molly said taking the inhaler back from her as she also realized that Vyki needed to fix her makeup a bit. “Looks like you could use a refresher of your lipstick, hun.”

“Oh, uh, okay,” Vyki replied as she let Molly grab her tools and refreshed their looks. While she did that, she also took down Vyki’s ponytails, fluffing out her hair as she brushed it. When finished, Molly leaned over her shoulder and looked in the mirror with her, “what do you think?”

Vyki was pleasantly surprised with her work. She wasn’t sure it was up to Katie’s professionalism but seeing her looking in the mirror smiling next to her brought on a warm smile she didn’t expect to feel. “Looks great, hun.”

“Good,” Molly said turning to face Vyki who turned to face her in return, “I have one other thing to ask you.” Molly then stood up and reached into the pocket. “Would it be okay if you put this on me?” she asked holding out her tagged collar.

“Oh, uhm, sure,” Vyki said standing up and taking the collar from her. As Molly turned around and Vyki worked to get the collar around her, Vyki was surprised that even though Paul had done this hundreds of times and she’d done it to herself dozens of times with her nails, something about doing this now with her manicured nails felt novel and unique.

Molly then turned back around and lightly holding the tag on the collar, looked at Vyki and said, “thank you,” as she leaned in for a kiss.

While the kiss wasn’t chaste, it wasn’t the deepest or most passionate they ever had. Molly was actually a little surprised at how sweet it was; almost more like a close friend than a lover. She dwelled on it for a moment, but realized Vyki had backed away and asked, “you ready to go see Daddy?”

Molly then giggled and said, “absolutely,” and grasped her hand lightly.

Hand in hand, they gently squeezed each other's as they smiled and Vyki lead her out to the living room to talk to Daddy.

Lou had been sitting on the couch, his leg bouncing nervously as he looked down the hall at the spare bedroom trying to figure out what Molly could actually be planning in there and what her plan was. He was startled to hear the master bedroom door open behind him as he hadn’t realized the girls had moved while he was refreshing himself.

Bolting up off the couch to confront whoever was coming in from the other room, he was surprised to see Vyki with her hair down above her abbreviated robe; something about the bedroom attire seemed almost more alluring than her playful nakedness before. However, he was even more surprised to see Molly following her out in very similar attire. He followed them intently with his eyes and mouth slightly agape as they stood in front of him.

Vyki looked to her ‘sister subbie’ for a moment, their hands squeezing slightly in silent, mutual encouragement. Vyki then turned back to Lou, “Daddy, Molly and I were hoping... if you were okay with it... if you’d be willing to allow both of us to serve you... together.”

Lou stood there somewhat dumbfounded looking at the two women in their sensually shiny matching robes. Lou couldn’t help but note the both of them were only slightly needing to look up at him with their heads bowed somewhat looking up through their lashes, their natural height enhanced by their elevating heels put them close to his towering frame.