?Mistress, I need to peereal bad!? ?I was wondering how longyou?d have to be out here before you needed to go, pet.? Use that sandbox over there,? she...saidpointing to a children?s sand pit. The look of horror on pet?sface was as stimulating as anything she?d seen all day.? She could practically hear pet?s imaginationworking on the idea of having to urinate in public, in a sandbox that childrenplayed in. ?I don?t need to go afterall,? pet finally decided. ?Nonsense pet.? Do it now.?I?ll watch. One Friday night they asked me to come to Renee's place. When I got therethey told me we were going out but that where they were taking me was asurprise. The put a blindfold on me and took me to Renee's car. We drovefor some time and I told them I was getting annoyed with the blindfold.They laughed and told me to calm down as we were at the club we were goingto. They led me in the door and paid the bouncer a cover charge. He got agood laugh out of the blindfold and let us in. They found a table. I was perplexed why Amy was so adamant that I wear this until I noticed a black plastic bag at the bottom of the garment bag. Pulling the bag out, I turned it over and let the contents fall on the counter. There were a couple packages, a small bottle, and a pair of underwear. Picking up the underwear, I realized that using that term was being generous. Looking over the small amount of material it took some twisting and turning to figure out exactly how they worked. I finally got them. Oh my goodness.“Please,” I whimper. One word, but he knows what it means.He rotates my body from my side to my back and his hands roam in earnest now, traveling down my tummy, to my pubic mound. He gently kneads my soft, shaven skin, rimming my sensitive clit. My hips try to buck up, but he settles me back down, whispering in my ear. I grab hold of the rolled edges of the tub, as his fingers sink inside my softness. My breath catches as his fingers dive deeper, becoming coated with my essence..