Could you please take me there so I can keep m…m…m…my master happy?” The waitress had a surprised look on her face. She looked up at Darrell ...nd he was smiling back at her. He held out his hand that had Karen’s leash in it. Darrell handed the leash to the waitress and told her, “Please do take my pet back to the restroom. I promise that you will make me happy if you will let her do what I asked. I’ll even put in a good word with the owner of the place so if it takes too long you won’t get. She was a party girl too, liked a wine or two on a Friday. We ended up last out of the bar.That was when she told me, quietly and confidently that if I didn;t fuck her tonight, then she would be convinced that I was just a fake Lad, just booze no substance.(Party Boy didn't back down from a challenge - but if I did then she would have a very quick result and my reputation would be shot to pieces)She called a taxi to her home, I followed like a dog on heat. What the hell, we would both deny it. Without hesitation I said that's a great idea! And we ditched the party around 2am and headed to her place. Once inside she told me to grab a seat on the couch and she'd be right back. I sat down on the sofa and started watching a little tv when a couple minutes later Lauren walks in wearing boy shorts and a t shirt with no bra. She handed me a cold beer and asked if she could light the cigarette I had just pulled out. I said of course. She light my cigarette and then proceeded to undo my. ?Not a problem at all, Alt, I wasn’t talking to her.? said Miss Oh ?warm already, but still not too large. How many more strokes would it take to make her entire ass red, do you suppose?? Ariel felt panic rise in her - she understood Miss Oh’s question perfectly. There was not the slightest hint of consultation in Miss Oh’s voice - merely interest in whether Ariel’s guess would be accurate. Oh god, what should she say, if she suggested too high a number it would draw too many blows, but,.