Vyki offers to dance

Sitting there resting in Lou’s lap, Vyki couldn’t help but feel protected and safe. The man’s size and strength plainly exceeding her own obviously provided assurances, but his warm and caring nature amplified it tenfold. Yet, even as she sat here under his protection, she couldn’t help but feel **** guilt for his collateral damage in what she was sure was going to be her inevitable demise. This man who knew nothing other than she was getting hurt, put his entire life and being on the line without any worry or care other than she needed help.

When she first curled into him, the guilt was overwhelming, and she openly wept into him as visions of them being carted off in handcuffs assaulted her mind. Him for being a savior, and her for being a pervert. Visions of them being trussed in orange and carted off to prison. While she would see him ruling the yard, she would see him hardened and bittered for being wrongly accused and his warmth washed away. That only fed to justifying the torment she would face in a facility separated by hundreds of miles, and her passed around the prisoners’ beds as retribution for failing to protect her family.

Yet as time went on and she could feel his strong heartbeat resonate through her, memories of every degenerate thing she had done to try to prevent their demise rolled through her mind. How the taste of Colin almost lingered in her mouth from hours ago. Or the echos of cat calls, innuendos, and outright insults & laughter rang in her ear. All in futile attempts to save herself and her family.

Thoughts drifted to how it could have been different, if not fun, if only it had been Daddy that had picked her up for a date. How it could have been a sweet movie and walk through the mall as a kind of date. Then visions of giving Daddy a private showing in a dressing room under the periodic eye of an attendant to ensure they remained chaste, only hinting at later escapades in private like responsible kinksters.

As time went on, the fear an omnipresent SWAT team would come bursting through the door became more remote. The idea that red and blue lights would start flashing on her ceiling via the front windows before a firm knock broke their serenity seemed more plausible. But even that likelihood continued to wane and the probability that the savior that enveloped her had actually succeeded in protecting them where she had failed grew in probability.

She reasoned that even if Daddy caused Colin to reconsider for a moment, it was more than she accomplished. The giant teddy bear who was always so kind and caring had let a beast loose to protect her. Someone who always seemed to pride himself on restraint and compassion had shown he had true power and strength she never possessed. Vyki could feel a pressure on her legs and shifted a bit snuggling into him further, sighed deeply as she felt his arms adjust to accommodate her.

This was at least the third time this man had come to her rescue. Remembering back to the times before, he had always been happy to be seen with her. He showed Vyki affection before anyone else had. Daddy repeatedly been open to show his attraction to her femininity with respect and care. And when he saved her, he never asked for anything. Vyki blushed a bit as she remembered to herself, ‘but he did demand something of her in that parking lot.’ But even as she thought of that, it wasn’t really a demand; more an order she was thrilled to comply with... and then beg for.

Daddy always did get a reward from her, and she was always lucky enough to enjoy every time. Daddy was always so passionate, loving, and controlling, so never was wanting for anything from him even if she was confined. Even now she feels herself push against her confines remembering it all and can’t help but wiggle trying to find some comfort. Yet, as she does, she feels why her legs were feeling pressured earlier: Daddy was growing beneath her. Vyki couldn’t help but grin at that realization.

Vyki knew exactly the struggle Daddy must be going through. He was trying to be so caring and consoling of her, yet his body was crying out for one thing and his self-discipline was so strong he refused to act on it and continued to keep her comforted to deny his own comfort. He was such a good man, she knew he deserved so much more. Daddy had always been the ‘nice’ guy even if he had been the big, strong, overarching man in the room. Women of all beauty and form had often fawned and thrown themselves at Daddy, yet they never seemed to hold his interest, and here Vyki sat in his lap, and he was actually become aroused. She felt so unworthy and so lucky to have such a powerful man to save her, yet he even seemed to deign her with some sort of attraction and still restrained himself from doing anything to discomfort.

She couldn’t help but wiggle and barely suppress a moan as her own discomfort seemed to dwarf in the utter adonis she lay into. Slowly tilting her head back, she looked up at his warm face and couldn’t help but think ‘he deserves so much more!’

Lou saw movement out of the corner of his eye and realized it was more than just her shivering and near convulsions she was doing when she first sat in his lap. Turning his head, he could see her bright eyes slightly reddened from tears looking up at her. “Well, hello, baby girl,” Lou said and was rewarded with a bright smile that seemed to warm his heart more than he would have admitted.

“Hi, Daddy,” Vyki said in a somewhat childlike tone seeing his kind eyes look down at her, giggling a bit as she felt a twitch against her thigh.

Lou continued to look down at her with the thousands of questions and concerns seeming to melt away at her childlike happiness return to her face. Ideas ran wild through his head about what he would love to do with the sexualized creature in his lap but pushed them all away as he tried best to figure out how to help her now. He wanted to try to help her, but he was sure the trauma of whatever she had gone through was still going to be fresh and he hated to shatter that comfort she had found. Rather than ask her directly, he considered it would be best to address the elephant in the room to try to circle around the events and come into what happened indirectly, “so... that’s some outfit.” Lou almost instantly regretted it as he saw her face fall.

Memories of the day's events quickly played through Vyki’s mind as she looked down at the bright pink shirt pressed out over her chest, yet her mind latched onto anything she could to keep herself in the present with Daddy. “Do you like it?” Vyki asked before looking back at him for approval. “I was thinking about you when I tried it on,” she said timidly with a soft smile as she saw the concern on Daddy’s face.

“Really?!?” Lou asked was genuinely surprised. While he definitely found it a daringly sexy outfit, he’s pretty sure he would never have the guts to ask anyone to wear it for him in private, yet she found the nerve to actually wear it outside. He then worried how much of it was really her choice verse that slimeball forcing it. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to see her smile wash away again. Lou honestly replied hiding his concern, “it looks really sexy!”

“You think so?” Vyki said sitting upright with her legs still across his, thrilled to hear he might enjoy seeing her in it. Brushing it out crinkles from some of it making sure it lies as expected to look her best for him. She turned her head to the side feeling the ponytails swing around. Blushing a bit, she bowed her head and shyly admitted, “I was hoping you would like watching me dance in it for you again; like at Ms. Phit’s.” She bit her swollen lip a bit, looking up at him through her eyelashes as the memory from the dressing room took hold of her.

“I think everyone enjoyed watching you dance,” Lou replied enthusiastically. “I’m pretty sure this outfit would cause a few heart attacks.”

Vyki was getting thrilled at his response; especially his **** physical reaction continuing to press into her thigh. “How is your heart, Daddy?” Vyki asked as sultry as she can.

“Uh,” Lou started, taken totally off guard by her quick shift. Distracted by her sultry, childlike appearance, his brain wasn’t really thinking as he responded, “ya, heart’s fine, baby girl.”

“Goodie!” Vyki said with a giggle as she bounced up off Daddy’s lap and found the remote for their entertainment system and started up her playlist. Hearing the familiar intro build up, she moved her platforms around to stand in front of Daddy spreading her legs before bending over to emphasize the true sexuality of her attire, absolutely thrilled at his wide amazement on her face, but totally giddy as she sees an obvious bulge twitching in his pants.

Lou is floored by her immediate response and enraptured by her sensual movements. All thoughts and concerns of her previous issues are pushed down as his animalistic brain assures his reason, ‘they can deal with that later; obviously she’s working things out at the moment & we should let her.’ Lou’s better self was just fighting not to get up and interrupt her dancing exhibition by joining her and exercising the willpower to just observe. And observe he did!

Vyki started off the first song with generally moving her hips a bit more swinging around and looking back to him. Every time she locked eyes with him she felt a warmth and comfort wash over her. As she saw the joy and smile fill his face, she felt thrilled to know she was giving him some portion of what he deserved. Bringing her hands up and moving them around to help emphasize and shift with the change in the tempo of the music.

As the music shifts to a faster techno song, her speed increases and she tends to whip her head a bit more and closing her eyes, getting lost in the pounding beats and surreal environment. By the end of it, she is ecstatic to see Daddy shifting his pants uncomfortably, totally entranced in watching her.

This sets up Vyki to totally enjoy the brazen, sexual romp of the next song she knows is coming up. She takes the opportunity to strut sensually towards Daddy locking eyes with him. Vyki proceeds to more interactively dance with Daddy sitting, frequently straddling his legs, sliding down to kneel before him, sensually kissing his knee, before whipping her head to spin her ponytails around. Seeing Daddy look down at her with a fire in his eyes, she shifts position to face away to calm her own wanton desire and let her skirt flip up at him she enjoys thrusting around in front of him remembering their nights alone.

Vyki is bent over revealing in her memories of him taking her. As she contemplates asking him to take her somewhere else to have his way with her, she shifts her head up to look back over her body at him. However, looking at him she sees his wide eyes looking elsewhere past her.

Turning her head around while still bent over as the gratuitous song plays in the background, she sees the unexpected guest say, “hello there! Am I interrupting?”