Their old haunt

Driving down the interstate, Molly was almost in awe, surprise,… maybe even bewilderment at Vyki. Having her isolated with her blindfold, earbuds, and distracted with the ‘sucker’ left Molly in her own isolation to reflect and ponder on the situation.

She knew Paul had always wanted her to be more of an exhibitionist and always seemed thrilled at the idea of promiscuity by Molly, but to see the embodiment of it in Vyki left her feeling almost jealous. What surprised her most was that she wasn’t really jealous Vyki had so many encounters in one day and was probably an unhealthy rate. That concerned her from a sustainability and safety aspect where she cared and even worried about Vyki.

No, she was jealous that Vyki was able to just relax and walk around looking basically naked and appearing chipper, happy, hell even horny. That comfortable confidence she was able to exude. Molly was sure she would be a nervous wreck and probably even freak out if she had put on that dress at their next stop like she had planned. She might have been able to wear it there with the right safeguards, but she’d never be humming in the front seat of the car in it; let alone strut into a hardware store like she was a stripper on break.

‘Fuck!’ Molly cursed to herself. She was jealous of her husband, was more of his own sexual fantasy than she could give him. Maybe she should let him continue this. Would he want to stay like this? Was she going to now be married to Vyki? Was she going to want to go off on her own? Was she going to lose her husband? ‘Double Fuck!’ Now she was worrying about herself when it was his life he’d have to change. If this was what he, no, she really needed Molly needed to find a way to support her. ‘Damn it! Even with its exposed and long red hair sucking a candy cock I still love the ass hole,’ Molly thought to herself looking at the passenger.

Vyki was humming along to the Katy Perry song and remembering the intimate kiss she had with Mistress when the hollowed-out candy suddenly broke between her lips. Vyki giggled at the sudden motion making her jump and was pleasantly surprised to taste a trace of the savory cream that drained out of the middle earlier. Reaching up and grabbing the now denuded stick from her mouth, Vyki announced with a squeaky giggly, “thank you for the treat, Mistress. It was reeeallly goooood.” Vyki’s inane giggle followed the drawled-out end of the sentence before she turned to humming and bopping along with the music.

Molly was surprised the candy was gone as they were only halfway to their destination. Grabbing another candy cock from the bag in the center console, she unwrapped it as she drove before reaching over and sticking the tip against Vyki’s lips. The muffled “thank you, Mithtreth” had a blatant crack in her voice but Molly discounted it as the just effect of her singing and giggling.

Shortly after that Molly got a ping from her phone. Looking at it, she saw that the Vadget was almost dead. It was only then she realized it had been running at around 35% and fluctuating this whole time; she immediately turned it down. Checking Paul’s, er Vyki’s phone, Molly saw it was plenty charged and removed it from the plug. Remembering how she read in their update note how to charge it, she asked Vyki to spread her legs and move forward. Unfortunately, the noise cancellation was working fine and Vyki didn’t hear Molly.

Reaching over and pulling an ear bud out, Molly said, “your Vadget is almost dead.” ‘I’ll take Things I thought I’d never say to my husband for $10k’ Molly thought to herself before continuing more in her ludicrous instructions to Vyki, “I need you to open your knees and move your butt forward so we can plug it in.”

Vyki’s audio track had shifted in her other ear to her mantra, and she heard Mistress, so she started moving before replying, “yeth, Mithtreth” around the candy.

As Vyki’s butt got to the edge of the seat, Molly contemplated having her try but with the blindfold and those nails, she figured she could just do it. Leaning over, she could feel the tiny panties as she looked over the dash. Fiddling around, she was able to push it to the side and was amazed at the realistic soft velvet-like folds she felt. Shaking her head at the idea that explorations was for another time as she found the stiff opening of the usb-c port. Pulling the cover out of the way, she nimbly used her fingers to move the cable to the spot. She was having problems linking it up and chanced a look down to try to verify its setup. However, the view did nothing apparent in revealing the mess up, but she just happens to find the line by touch, and it finally snapped in.

The blaring horn was the first thing to get Molly’s attention as the cab of the car lit up like midday. Turning her head to look forward, the two bright white lights overpowered the array of amber around them.

Molly manages to swing the wheel hard to the right and avoided the oncoming semi. Her inertia as the car swerved allowed her to swiftly sit up right. She was lucky they were far enough out there were no cars to her immediate right allowing her time to shift the car back to the left to keep it from careening off the shoulder. As the left two wheels began elevating off the ground as it shifted heading back to the center, Molly was able to turn the wheel enough to the right causing the wheels to slam back into the roadway as the contents of the vehicle briefly suspended in the air before crashing to the floorboard.

Molly was amazed that the car was somehow facing down the lane running parallel to the lines. Flashbacks of dirt racing atv’s with her cousins ran through her head before she caught Vyki reaching for her blindfold. “No! Stop!” Molly shouted before calming herself, “were okay. Just veered off a little. Just sit back and relax, hun.”

Vyki felt truly disoriented, and all the motion & sound was causing her to fear what was happening. She reached to grab her blindfold to see what was happening after the car seemed to settle, but Mistress quickly shouted out to her to stop. She felt the immediate need to follow her and trust her, so she put her hand down. Hearing Mistress’s reassuring statements and how she was taking care of things made her feel safe and was able to relax. Feeling the earbud return to her ear, Vyki responded back, “thank oo, Mithtreth.”

Seeing Vyki slouched down in the chair and relaxing again was nearly amazing to Molly. She could remember times when Paul would tell her something or reassure her in the moment, and she would calm down, but nothing as flagrant as that, right? She could remember a few questionable dungeon scenes with Paul that were probably riskier than they should have been but was reminded of her priority by the roads rumble strips as she focused back on driving. Molly realized how far she still had to drive and couldn’t let her focus drift & had to stay in control. Taking one last look at her practically bopping in her revealing dress, Molly turned back to the road before her.

After pulling off the highway and turning through the seedier industrial part of town late at night seeming almost deserted of major activity, Molly felt almost frazzled and finally relieved to see the familiar nondescript building as their car bounced into the less-than-ideal parking lot. The population of cars was reassuring to her after passing so many desolate businesses, but that should be typical for this area on a Sunday night. The popularity of this particular building at such odd hours for the area just emphasized how out of place the establishment was. However, that was fine with these particular proprietors as that just meant their neighbors wouldn’t get all preachy & judgmental.

Feeling the car slow down and bump onto a new surface, Vyki couldn’t stop her sucker from breaking. She wasn’t normally one for sweets, but the fruity flavor with the savory & almost mildly spicy undertones was unique and somehow calming. She hadn’t been so relaxed in ages. In fact, as she spoke, hearing her natural voice should have unnerved or upset her, but as she said “guess I finished another one, Mistress. Are we here now?” Vyki couldn’t help but giggle in her lower voice.

Putting the car into park, Molly was more unnerved hearing Paul’s voice coming out of the slutty MILF’s body and quickly dove for the inhaler she saw earlier. “Uh, ya, we’re here, just a second.” Shoving the cartridge into Vyki’s hand, Molly instructed, “here, sounds like you need this.” Molly nearly cringed as she heard Paul’s voice say, “thank you, Mistress.”

After nearly losing her shit trying to maintain control and sure she was driving them to their **** through the empty industrial parks, Molly’s imposter syndrome of being a ‘mistress’ was running in full ****. Considering where they were going, she was not up to that scrutiny. However, she had set up a story she was sure would keep them safe and still let ‘Vyki’ experience their old sanctuary. Hearing Vyki’s slightly adjusted voice say, “is this better, Mistress?” as Molly spritzed some of the perfume from Vyki’s purse to help her feel a bit more feminine. Molly was almost more used to the higher pitch from earlier and suggested, “maybe one more time.”

Vyki’s earbud was still playing through the shuffled tracks on her phone & she was treated to Mistress’s rendition of her mantra while she was using her inhaler; she couldn’t help but be more enveloped by Mistress's aroma at the same time. “This more to your liking, Ma’am?” Vyki asked in her higher pitch feeling her heart rate increasing.

“Um, ya, I think that fits better. Let me come around and help you out. I’ll be right there,” Molly said grabbing her own collar as she exited the vehicle before Vyki could even respond. However, Vyki still told the empty car, “yes, Mistress,” as she bathed in the spicy floral scent as the blurred lines of the next song was in full swing.

Wrapping her collar around her neck as she walked and buckling it into place suddenly felt calming and reassuring to her. It felt like a hug & shield all in one. Letting her know she was okay and reminding her that this was going to be safe. Taking a deep breath, she opened the passenger side door releasing the cacophony of flowery aroma as she leaned in to disconnect Vyki from the car & remove her blindfold and earbuds. “We’re here! Go ahead and get out,” Molly announced offering her hand to help Vyki up knowing just how rocky this parking lot can be with heels.

Vyki’s eyes were still adjusting to any amount of light and was thankful to see the offered hand. Swinging her legs around, she gripped Mistress’s hand and planted her feet as she stood up, “thank you, Mistress.”

Molly sighed as she closed the door behind Vyki, “ya, about that.” Molly explained, “while this is a kink friendly environment, I’m just not ready to be judged by these people as a Domme, especially as most of them will know me as a lifelong sub.” Molly touched her own collar to emphasize things, “Just one day of experience is not enough for me, so while we’re here just call me Molly, your fellow collared submissive.”

Vyki looked at her completely perplexed trying to decipher what she meant and only finally comprehended as she heard the car lock behind her while she stared open mouth at the all too familiar, nondescript building in front of them.