VRX 9000: Sex Games / Random Location (2).

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VRX 9000: Sex Games

Random Adventures - Pixie's Punishment

Part 2: The Location

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The Story:

You get the email and open it immediately, a pit rapidly growing in your stomach as this all starts to get far too real. You can't believe how nervous you are! Is this really happening? You finally manage to settle down and read the email.

"Club Gotto, 9pm. Wear the following: One piece, pink, string-bikini. Black miniskirt. Smallest black tank-top you can find. Pink high-heels. I'm emailing you earlier than I said so you can get the appropriate outfit ready."

You take a small sigh of relief that you don't have to meet her in the next hour, but your stomach is still in knots. What kind of outfit is that? And she wants to meet you at a public place! The idea of wearing something like that makes you groan out-loud just thinking about it. You are down with trying a lot of things, but you've never revealed anything to the world. What if she makes you do something in public? People are going to be looking at you regardless! It makes it all the worse that the club location is an infamous lesbian hang-out. Girls are going to be checking you out one way or another.

For the next hour you just pace back and forth in your dark room wondering if you are actually going to go through with this. A lesbian club! You grow more and more certain she is going to make you do things in there. You just know she is going to make you do something in public! Are you going to be able to go through with it? You almost call one of your best friends a few times in panic but always throw down the phone at the last second in embarrassment. Fuck, you've got to do this. There is no getting out of it. You try to reassure yourself, getting dressed to go out and shop. You've had a good relationship with your mistress for a while now. She wouldn't do anything to really hurt or embarrass you. Would she? Of course not. She just wants to get her hands on you in person. She is probably someone you find attractive and this will all work out. Right?

As you pass your parents on the way out of the house they don't even give you a glance. If you left and never came back you highly doubt they would even notice let alone call the police. And most of your friends on gone on vacation. If something really bad happens you are on your own. You jump in your old beat-up car and head out to shop for the list of items your mistress wants you to wear. You don't own a single one of them, although you have a few similar pieces. You end up buying a kids black tank top that is so small it hardly even fits you. Buying kids clothing isn't unusual for you being so small, but the one you buy you can hardly squeeze into and even you get a look from the cashier.

The black mini-skirt turns out to be the hardest to find in your size, kids don't wear mini-skirts. It takes you almost two hours to finally get, and the thing hardly hides a thing! Your mistress will be pleased but it makes you nervous all the more. By far the most embarrassing thing to buy is the swimsuit. The thing covers your nipples and your holes and that is about it. You can pretty much see what few things it hides through it anyways. Last are the heels, which you are comfortable enough with. You've worn them often in the past attempting to appear a little bit taller than you are.

The time comes far too fast, and once again you find your stomach in knots of dread anticipation. What is she going to do with you? You've never done this in person before. What if you can't do what she wants? Everyone is going to be looking at you in such a slutty outfit! You are not a slut!

Yet when the time comes you park far away from the club and walk a good mile to it in the dark so no one will recognize your car out front. You feel so revealed you can't help but blush most of the walk. Your breasts are plastered against your chest squeezed by the tight tank. It doesn't do much more than cover your breasts leaving your entire stomach, shoulders, and arms exposed. It does makes your breasts look nice and firm, it's only up-side. You have the black mini-skirt wrapped tightly around your hips which also hardly hides anything. If you stand still it hides your ass and the string bikini but the instant you start to walk it gives everyone behind you a pretty good view of the bottom half of your ass. Bending over or anything more than walking will be beyond you in this. It might have been decent enough if not for the heels. They make your ass stick out even more making it hopeless for your skirt to hide it.

The string bikini doesn't stand out too much to your relief, mostly hidden under your skirt and tank-top. The only bits revealed are the two strings coming out from below your tank top top to connect and disappear below your skirt. Then there is a single string riding up your crack tightly before running back into two strings along your upper back which both loop over your shoulders underneath the tank top straps. It is conspicuous enough if just glanced at but if someone gives you a good look over it is pretty obvious and embarrassing. It is also the only thing hiding your goods when your mini-skirt will inevitably fail, which doesn't give you much hope.

You moan slightly in despair as you finally reach the club, right on time, and see the place is packed this Friday night. Damn. As you walk up to the door you notice you are already getting a few looks which make you blush, but you actually fit in a little better than you would have expected. There are quite a few other girls here that are dressed rather slutty and not so different from yourself. As you finish showing your ID to the bouncers you get another email making you jump before you nervously pull out your phone while stepping in, your small black purse clutched at your side with one long strap over your shoulder.

"Main room, back left corner. Circular Booth."

Taking a large extremely nervous gulf you walk into the club, bass booming and loud music drowning everything out. You feel your heart beating faster and faster as you make your way towards the back, moving slowly both from extreme nervousness and having trouble making it past so many people. You uselessly pull at your skirt trying not show every single person behind you your soft, swaying, pale ass. Right at 9pm you walk into view of the booth your mistress instructed you towards, so nervous you can almost throw up. Who is going to be waiting for you there?

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