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Jamie's Night Out

Part 2

By Zrathie

Inside the fetish club named Out of the Blue, a fox named Jamie had got himself in quite the predicament. To get a night with a free unlimited bar tab, all Jamie had to do was wear the club's boiler suit but there is no such thing as a free lunch. The club's staff helped to contrive the perfect conditions for him to have a very public wetting. The clear acrylic and metal barstool he was currently seated on, the glass table top, the thin cotton outfit he was padlocked in and the free drinks were all designed to trap Jamie in his current situation.

He felt on display even though he was wearing a loose-fitting white boiler suit. Jamie looked next to him at Max, the otter. Max was his minder. The otter had made sure Jamie had drunk enough to fill his bladder. So far Jamie was holding up well. His bladder had just started getting annoying several minutes ago, but he was keeping his poker face. He had seen what Max had done with Dante when he was foolish enough to show how badly he needed the restroom.

His thoughts were distracted by the return of the wolf Dante and Toby, the cougar. Dante had changed out of his wet boiler suit and presumably put on his street clothes. It was a smart casual outfit with a purple button-up shirt and jeans. They had cleaned up his puddle, but the wolf had a sceptical look on his muzzle as he approached the table. Toby ran his hand paw over the bar stool.

"I assure you it's clean," said the cougar.

Dante took a seat on the barstool and looked at Jamie and then Max.

"I'm glad you decided to return. You passed our test," said Max.

"Well, I'm not going to pass up on those free drinks after I've 'paid' for them," said Dante.

"So this is all a test? To see if we are prudes?" asked Jamie.

"It's only for the walk-ins our current members usually vet potential members, and that's enough," said Max.

"We used to get many people who would just come in for what they thought was a free sex show. Since word got out, we made them the show we only get the occasional one. Most of the time furs who are into this kind of thing volunteer." said Toby.

"Are you a volunteer? Jamie asked Dante.

The wolf turned away and looked at the ground. It appeared that Jamie had struck a nerve, so he didn't press for him to answer.

"Jamie, I think I should tell you now. Your benefactor is here tonight. He insisted we try and trick you into getting locked up into one of our Out of the Blue boiler suits." said Max.

"Oooh, Foxy has a secret admirer," said Dante seeming recovered from his earlier embarrassment.

Jamie rolled his eyes. "He's not secret, I know the guy. I didn't know he had a thing for me though," said Jamie.

The fox now had a card to play. "I could just go home and cancel his show," said Jamie.

"Hmm... our fox has a point. We can't really keep you here as a prisoner," said Max.

"Max can you find my benefactor and tell him I expect to see him here in ten minutes. I want him dressed in an Out of the Blue boiler suit, locked of course otherwise I'm going home," said Dante.

"I like that, a bit of dominant fox coming through. I'll be right back," said Max.

The otter got up and left. Over the next few minutes, Toby fetched another flagon of beer for Danie. Jamie licked his chops he hoped his gambit would work. Just when Jamie was about to get up and leave before his bladder got any worse, a hulking form of a midnight black dire wolf came trotting towards their table. Jamie smiled as he saw that the dire wolf was dressed in a white cotton boiler suit. Behind the wolf was Max who seemed extra bemused by the turn of events. As the hulking black wolf approached the table. Dante's ears pressed flat atop his head, his lupine tail tapped the underside of his bar stool trying to cover up his tail hole.

"Hello David, so nice of you to join us," said Jamie.

David curled his lips back and flashed his clenched teeth.

"It's too late to act the big bad wolf. Just seeing you here tells me you are willing to submit just to get me to stay," said Jamie.

"Alright, Jamie I'm here, now what?" said David. Both of his glowing blood red eyes locked onto the fox.

Danie shuddered.

"If you want to keep me here you will have to take a seat at our table and fill your gullet with as many drinks as it will hold. Don't worry about the cost I'll put them on my unlimited tab. You can only stop drinking when I have an accident," said Jamie.

Before David could answer, Danie got up and said: "I'll leave you and your friend alone."

Danie's acting performance was shattered when David turned his muzzle towards the other smaller wolf. "You don't have to leave on account of me," said David in a deep primal voice.

There was no stopping Danie as he scampered away. As David took a seat on Danie's old barstool. Even Toby flinched as the dire wolf reached out and petting his head fur.

Jamie stared right into David's eyes. "I don't see a drink in your hand wolfie," said Jamie.

Toby shot a thankful look towards Jamie as he got up to acquire drinks for the dire wolf. Jamie's bladder had grown slightly worst during their conversation, but now he had an objective that granted him new resolve to hold on at least until David had been prepped for his own game.

Max leaned in and whispered: "I've never seen three wettings in one night. This is shaping up to be a special night indeed."

Jamie kept silent.

Toby returned with a tray filled with different drinks, beer, cider, water even soda. He began setting them down in front of David. The wolf started guzzling the first one. He kept his gaze locked onto Jamie as he sipped and gulped. About twenty minutes into this and some many drinks later, Jamie's bladder had begun to throb. The fox kept himself still his legs spread the only thing giving away his exertion was a sheen of sweat forming on his foot paws. David kept drinking what he was given.

"Max, do you think Jamie is trying to play Mr Cool?" said Toby.

"We know those who act like Mr Cool. They pretend that their bladder isn't filling and getting more and more urgent. They think we will get bored if they hide their need. It all falls apart when they ever so casually ask for the key. That's when the facade brakes." said Max.

"Do you want the key Jamie?" asked Toby.

"No," said Jamie not taking his eyes off the dire wolf.

"One time I left a key sitting on the table in front of a 'My Cool' type. I conveniently turned my back, and he took off to the men's room with it. He locked himself in a stall where he tried the key. Of course, it wasn't his," said Max.

"That's naughty taking things without asking," said Toby.

"Not only that he refused to come out of the stall. I left one of the washbasin taps running. Sitting on the toilet with the sound of running water isn't the best place to hold your pee. I soon head a tinkle coming from inside his stall. My Cool became Mr Wet. I made sure to parade him about the club to punish him for being so naughty." said Max.

Jamie was focused on the dire wolf and not on Max's wetting tales. The wolf eyed him in between sips and gulps of the different beverages he was drinking. David was picking up on Jamie's attention.

"I doubt such a slender fox such as you can hold it for much longer," said David in between sips.

Jamie didn't respond.

"I was watching you the entire time that wolf had a head start, but now you must be feeling it," said David.

David was right he was feeling it but loading up the wolf with as many drinks as possible focused his being onto holding back his throbbing bladder. As time passed sweat dripped from Jamie's foot paws as he clenched his lover abdominal muscles stemming the feeling in his bloated bladder. Oh, how he wanted to close his legs and shove a hand paw down to his cock and squeeze to keep that pressure at bay. Jamie was looking for a sign. When the wolf slowed down on his drink intake, the fox would show his hand.

It only took another ten or so minutes for Jamie to notice David was taking much longer to down yet another drink. It was precisely what Jamie was looking for. If he was going to hold on much longer, he was going to have to show his need. He knew Max and Toby would start teasing him, but he was getting to the point where he couldn't hold it sitting how he was. Jamie crossed his legs and rammed his right-hand paw down to his groin. He clamped down on his cock as tight as he could without it becoming painful. David's lips curled into a smile.

"I think someone needs to pee." said the dire wolf his words dripping in smugness.

"Do you need to visit the little fox's room?" said Max.

There was no point in denying it. Jamie couldn't avoid showing them just how badly he wanted to go. "Yes," he admitted.

David smirked as he sipped yet another glass, this time it was cola. He was slowing down even more. Even in Jamie's state, he could tell the dire wolf was nearly fully primed. All that liquid sloshing around in his stomach would ensure David wouldn't last until closing time. Jamie had to just resist Toby and Max's teasing for just a little while longer. He had David right where he wanted him.

"I think Jamie has been fibbing about not needing his key," said Toby loudly.

"You just need some time alone with Mr fire hydrant. We all know what happens," said Max.

Jamie only grunted in reply.

"I thought foxes were meant to be prim and propper they wouldn't just walk up to a fire hydrant and piddle over it," said Toby.

Jamie shook his head.

"This fox would. He would absolutely drench one. I bet he has the picture in his mind right now," said Max.

"You thought you could hide your need from us, but I could smell those sweaty foot paws. Candids sweat from their paw pads. The exertion of holding a full bladder makes their paws all damp. It gave you away. We have been playing this game longer than you have." said Toby

"Just how badly do you need to piddle Jamie?" asked Max.

"Really badly," said Jamie.

Max signalled Toby with a sign. The next time the cougar came back from the bar with yet more drinks, there was an additional item on the drinks tray.

Max placed the item down. It was a keyring. It had ten identical keys attached. "Jamie, one of those is the key for your padlock. You are welcome to try them until you find your key," said Max.

"None, are my key," said Jamie.

"Are you sure? Your chance to avoid being a wet fox could be right under your muzzle," said Max.

Jamie didn't know if this was a trick, but he could get out of wetting himself, so he had to try. He could see the wolf was enjoying the show. His hard lupine cock was pressed into his boiler suit. Just keep drinking thought Jamie, and you'll be staring in my show soon enough.

He slowly brought his hand paw out from his crotch. When he was somewhat sure he wasn't going to flood he lifted the key ring and with his other hand paw took hold of the padlock at the back of his neck. He scraped the tip of the key around the edge of the keyhole. He was very twitchy now and couldn't see what he was doing, so it was not a simple task.

"What a good fox trying to keep his boiler suit dry. He knows how completely see-through it becomes when it gets wet," said Max.

The first key slipped in Jamie's padlock he tried to turn it, but it was the wrong one. He fumbled for the next key.

"It must be embarrassing wetting your clothes especially when your accident exposes your sheath and balls for everyone to see." teased Toby.

Jamie slid the second key home. He let out a grown as it wouldn't turn. The fox wrenched it out and had to stay still for a second as a wave of desperation passed over him. He moved on to the third key on the ring.

Max leaned in and whispered: "You are drawing quite a crowd, it's starting to fill up tonight."

Jamie's eye's darted about the club. His own bladder and David had kept his attention away from the club itself. It had filled with about sixty furs by now with more walking it. Most were staring at their table. This prompted a sudden jolt of panic in Jamie. He pressed the key into the lock and jammed it around with full force. Instead of the click of a lock undoing, he heard a metallic snap.

Jamie bit his lower lip. The key ring was still in his grip, so he brought it around to see what had happened. To his horror, one of the keys had snapped off in the padlock. Jamie slowly placed the keyring on the table top. Jamie looked into David's eyes. He saw the dire wolf's eyes widen, the wolf wanted him. He was fierce, yet he agreed to submit to the fox's bladder game. Jamie slowly opened his legs until they were wide apart. He bit his lower lip.

"Watch me closely David, you'll be you like this real soon," said Jamie.

Jamie gasped as his bladder give out. The explosive stream of piss shot down and promptly soaked the thin cotton boiler suit. Hot fox piss ran everywhere it flowed out from his sides as it followed gravity downwards. It soaked through his crotch and dripped down to his legs and his foot paws. Some of his pee leaked out the back onto his tail. The male musk of his potent piss hit his senses. The piss dripped loudly on the floor as it fell from Jamie's barstool.

Jamie moaned in relief. It felt wondrous to attend to a base need. His full strength stream continued to flow out onto his barstool. It felt much longer for Jamie, but it only took a minute or so for his bladder to thoroughly drain. Jamie suddenly felt flushed his cock coming back to life. His urgent need to pee had kept his simmering arousal in check, but now his fox cock was surging out into the sodden clingy fabric. The wet cotton outfit showed his hardening cock as if he were nude. The piss soaked cloth clung to his erection the wet cotton leaving him no modesty.

Jamie hopped down from his barstool as the club erupted into applause more so when he walked across the club giving everyone an eyeful of his red rocket jutting out from his body. Jamie scampered to the showers as fast as his sodden clothes could take him. He found the showers empty. As much as his face burned with shame and humiliation, his loins burned hotter with lust. He reached down and pumped his swollen cock through the wet cotton boiler suit.

Warm piss dripped over his paw pads. As he squeezed the crotch of the boiler suit and his trapped cock underneath. The boiling heat flushed up from his balls as his cock exploded with thick ropes of cum. He pressed his hand paws against the cold white tiles of the shower wall. A new relief, a relief from his demanding sex-drive made the fox moan. Jamie panted as he recovered from his blissful release. His pointed ears twitched as he heard a noise. It was a sound of soft footfalls.

"Feeling better?" came a voice.

Jamie looked towards the source of the voice.

It was Toby. He had a bathrobe draped over his left arm and a set of needle nose pliers in his right paw. He set down the robe down on a shower bench and approached Jamie. Jamie faced the wall and closed his eyes the feelings of shame had returned in earnest. He felt Toby reach for the padlock and remove the piece of the broken key that was still stuck in the lock.

"That's good, I hoped I wouldn't have the lug the bolt cutters down here," said Toby.

"S-sorry," said Jamie.

"You don't have to apologise for having a quick tug and rub. Acting on your hidden desires for the first time can bring up a lot of sexual tension," Toby said.

Max walked into the shower room. Toby you silly kitten you forgot the keyring. He threw the keyring at Toby. He caught it and scowled at Max. Jamie noted it was the same keyring. It had the broken key. His key was on that keyring after all.

"I can't carry keys in my latex shorts they'd put a hole through them," exclaimed Toby.

"I don't exactly have a pocket in my jocks... well I do, but it's reserved for kitten milk," said Max. He turned and slapped his rump and swished his otter rudder back and forth.

"Jamie you were perfect, you have turned this dead night into a true party, Even more, furs are arriving for David's show. It's hopping out there we had to call in another bartender. I've gotta get back out there and make sure our dire wolf doesn't feel lonely. See you both out there." said Max.

Max left the shower room and rounded the corner.

With a click, Jamie's padlock was opened. Toby unthreaded the lock from the zipper pull and two eyelets holding the boiler suit secure. The cougar unzipped the boiler suit and helped Jamie out of it. He screwed up the sodden and creamed garment and walked towards the exit.

"Jamie enjoy your shower you don't have to rush. You did a good job getting David ready, but It'll take some time for the fluid to work through his system," said Toby.

The feline left, and Jamie turned on the shower. He was going to find out more about this wolf. The wolf wanted him. David was willing to play the same bladder game and put on a public show just to see him wet. Jamie had expected him to be a no-show and give Jamie a way to leave on his own terms. He had always thought David was just after friendship, not something more. He had to find out what the dire wolf really wanted.