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chaseme202 · 7 minutes

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The idea of someone being kept full for an entire day but being allowed to let out little amounts so they’re desperate for hours and hours.

Getting to go in a small towel and once it’s soaked they have to stop or else more time is added to the hold. Filling up a tiny cup but if they overflow (which let’s face it they’re totally going to) they have to drink more water to replace what got all over the floor. Emptying into the toilet for 5 seconds but having to cut off without using their hands.

And all these ways of letting them let out just a little bit feel good as they’re happening but right afterwards they feel even more desperate because they just got a taste of relief that was taken away before it could do anything real. So maybe whoever us controlling their bladder has to then help them hold afterward with finger pinching their hole closed or providing a thigh to grind on, all while gently encouraging them and telling them how good they are for staying so full all day for them. Teasing them by reminding them just how much is still left in their bladder that they aren’t allowed to let out until the next barely there taste of relief.

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chaseme202 · 20 hours

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well im sure you'll be just fine as long as you don't think too much about it! just ignore your urge and avoid all thoughts of water, rivers or lakes

yeah! i mean i'm not so desperate that i can't focus yet, but yeah, i can just think dry thoughts and i'll be fine to finish my drinks. i should think about getting ready to wind down for the night, too, take meds and brush teeth maybe. still have a pretty big glass of tea left, tho...

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chaseme202 · 20 hours

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Imagine Character A, a bratty sub, wants attention from Character B, their workaholic dom. B is sitting at their desk trying to get some work done, but A won't leave them alone - they keep touching and kissing and generally trying to distract B.

Eventually B gets fed up and ties A to a chair, just a few feet behind where B is sitting at their desk: 'Out of sight, out of mind,' after all. And of course A also gets gagged, because if B knows anything about them it's that they're a relentless chatterbox. "You're going to wait here like a good sub until I'm done working, is that clear?" A doesn't give the answering nod, but B wasn't expecting them to. A knows just as well as B does that if they don't behave, they won't get any of the attention they wanted so badly.

They've done this kind of scenario before, and everything is going smoothly - until A realizes that they need to pee very badly. They're not as young as they used to be, and they don't have full confidence that those muscles will hold out until this little game is concluded. They endure the uncomfortable sensation for as long as they can, but then a spike in urgency breaks their resolve. A shakes the cat toy held in their bound hand, signaling the need for a pause.

B comes over and removes the gag. "What is it?"

"I gotta piss like a racehorse."

B considers that - and then ruthlessly responds, "Hold it."

"What if I can't?"

This kind of play isn't uncharted territory for them, and when B just raises their eyebrow and replaces the gag instead of answering, A knows that the only way out would be to safeword by dropping the cat toy. They keep a firm grip on it and try to focus on holding their very full bladder.

They really do make an effort, but the way they've been forced to sit - with their legs spread rigidly apart and their hands tied behind their back - makes an already difficult task impossible. They can't grab their crotch, they can't cross their legs, they can barely even squirm in their seat. They feel the first leak gush out and pool underneath them, and think, They're really going to make me sit here and piss my pants, aren't they? The humiliation of it sends a thrill down their spine.

It's only a minute longer before the inevitable happens. Another leak, and another, and then a steady trickle, until finally the dam bursts. A loses control, their whole body sagging like a puppet with its strings cut as their bladder empties itself. They completely soak their pants, creating a puddle on their seat that very quickly spreads to spill over onto the floor.

At their desk, B doesn't need to look to know what's happened. They can hear the telltale sounds of A wetting themself: their labored breaths, the moans of relief muffled by the gag, the splattering of urine against hardwood floor. B waits like that, listening, until the gushing waterfall slows to intermittent drips. Then they turn around to take in the sight of A sitting in the mess they've made, their face flushed with shame and arousal.

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chaseme202 · 20 hours

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Someone strong holding their fingers against your pee hole, your muscles have already given out, leaving their fingers to hold back the full weight of your pee. You're squirming, wiggling, anything to reduce the pressure your body already knows it too much but it's useless. You try pushing out the pee, just needing release, but none comes out, you're more desperate. They're in control of your pee hole, no pee can escape until they let it.

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chaseme202 · 2 days

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hh-! oh no the bathroom can't be locked, i have to pee right now! i got distracted and drank that huge soda, and i don't even remember when i last peed. it can't be locked, come on... ah, i can barely stand still, no, there has to be some way...

uh, um, sorry to bother, but, uh, do you have the key for the bathroom? i'd really like to get in... i know it's late but i'd really like to go- uh, freshen up

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chaseme202 · 4 days

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He's been holding all day, and it's his own fault. He's been alone at home doing nothing significant but chores or playing his video games. And that just makes it more humiliating that he's brought himself to this state, just because he was too stubborn to pause and go.

He puts down his controller and tries to carefully scoot off his bed without jostling his aching bladder too much. As soon as his feet touch the floor, he realizes he can't move another step without releasing all over himself. He squirms in place, hoping the wave of desperation will pass.

But the pressure in his bladder just keeps increasing, and he can't help but bear down a little. He gasps as a hot spurt of piss hits the front of his briefs, soaking into the fabric with a taunting wetness. "No, I can't-" he whines, clutching and pinching at the tip of his dick. The urgent pangs are becoming painful, and he feels his face heat up with humiliation when he finds himself trying to justify just letting it all go.

It's healthier, right? No one would blame him if it hurts. He's just being responsible by listening to his body.

But the idea of someone finding out, finding him soaking wet in his shame, it keeps him from moving his hands away.

He keeps shuffling side-to-side but is unable to take any steps forward to find an appropriate place to release. The only thing going through his mind is a wild mantra of I have to pee, I have to pee, I have to pee.

Another leak forces its way out, the burst of liquid dripping down his fingers and onto the floor. The droplets falling between his feet have him closing his eyes in embarrassment. But, fuck, he can't take it anymore-

His dick gives a few twitches before a dribble comes out. He twists his legs but can't stop the twitching; his body is making up his mind for him. A bigger pulse makes the heat run down his thigh, and he whimpers as he lets go of his crotch.

"Oh, fuck, please-" he sighs as he finally just pushes. The relief and abating pressure feels almost orgasmic. The sound of the liquid hitting the floor just makes his abused bladder go even harder. His legs feel weak and wet. The burning at the tip of his dick turning from painful to a pleasant warmth.

The involuntary stream slows to a stop, but he looks down at the soaking state of his pants and bears down to get the last few spurts out. Its not like it matters now, right?

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chaseme202 · 17 days

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"I really need to pee, Mommy," you admit weakly, a waver in your voice. "It really wants to come out."

"Will there be a leak inside your panties when Mommy checks?"

You shake your head no.

"You make Mommy so proud," your Mommy husks. "Keeping it inside so obediently."

Your Mommy pushes your jeans down your hips and puts her hand inside your underwear, parting your downright sodden labia, two fingers trailing along your entire slit.

Both of you moan.

Your cunt clenches down around nothing and coats your Mommy's palm with additional pussy juice. "Oh, so very wet, Princess," your Mommy purrs tauntingly. "You've ruined your panties. Holding her pee inside makes my horny slut gush all over Mommy's fingers."

You whimper.

"You would love to hump your cunt against a pillow right now like a little rabbit in heat until it just bursts out of you in a big, big stream, and all you'd be able to do is let it happen helplessly, wouldn't you?" Your Mommy starts rubbing your swollen and oversensitive clit, and you cling to her upper arms to keep yourself upright, choking on your breath. "Yeah, you'd love it. Being forced to sully yourself but secretly enjoying it like such a nasty little thing."

"God." You are barely able to process what your Mommy is saying.

"Mommy's good girl." Your Mommy pinches your button and gives it a few jerks.

"Mommy!" You shriek. "D-don't! I can't concentrate when you're doing this, and then I-" You can't finish speaking, your mouth hanging open in silent ecstasy, hips arching into your Mommy's fingers on their own accord.

"And then? Does it threaten to come out when Mommy's playing with you like this?" Your Mommy gives your pearl an extra hard nudge, then collects more wetness from your hole and pokes at your tiny pee slit. "Hmm?"

"Y-yes, Mommy! I c-can't..." You squirm and clamp your legs shut, forcing your Mommy's hand to still between your thighs. "So full."

"It's okay," your Mommy hushes, putting her other arm around you and holding you close. Her hand retreats from inside your panties and stuffs the cum-soiled fabric into your snatch instead, pressing down on your clit again over the material. "Let a little bit dribble out, Princess."

You bite your lip and put your temple onto your Mommy's shoulder, your rapid breathing puffing against her throat.

"Just a little bit, so there is room enough until we get home."

"Into my panties?" You ask quietly. Hopefully.

"Yes. I know that my whore loves to pee into her undies. Wet them, baby. Have an accident."

You try to relax enough to release a bit but not so much that you can't stop anymore. You can feel your hot pee starting to creep out. Your Mommy keeps stroking you through your soggy underwear. The way the slick material slides over your heated skin feels divine.

"It's coming, Mommy," you whisper.

"You're such a good little pee slut for Mommy, darling."

The first drops trickle out of your hole, and then a tiny rivulet follows. Your Mommy growls and rubs more firmly, thrusting her fingers into the expanding, distinctively wetter spot on your crotch. "Good girl. A little bit more."

One small spurt and then a stronger one. You feel your clammy panties growing warm. Your Mommy cups your entire mound, pushing against your slit, and you grind your cunt against your Mommy's palm.

"Feels so good, Mommy. Want to cum." As minuscule and short-lived as it is, the relief coursing through your body at this moment has you vibrating with ravenous need.

"Not yet."

"Mommy, please..." You claw at your Mommy's shoulder plates, rutting your core against her. "Let me cum, please! Wanna cum."

"Baby," your Mommy warns, hugging you against her, denying you the room you need to move. You're still trying to get stimulation on your clit, pressing deeper into your Mommy's embrace. "I need to cum so badly," you mumble over and over again in a frenzy, reduced to a squirming, incoherent, delirious mess.

"When we get home."

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you can read the actual story here ˚✧.

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chaseme202 · 17 days

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on vacation right now and i can't stop thinking about how incredibly sexy beach omo with a controlling dom would be. so i wrote a little fic about it. :)

picture it: me sitting in the sand by my dom's side as they're reclined on a nice chair, soaking up sun. it's hot, so i'm guzzling water to stay hydrated and watching the waves ripple and crash against the shore. eventually, i feel my bladder pang, and i stand up to go find a bathroom, only for them to grab my hand and hold me back.

"if you're trying to do what i think you're trying to do, don't. you sit back down, sweetheart."

i agree, shifting in the sand, this time with my legs pressed a little closer together.

time passes and the need gets much much worse. the ocean does nothing to help me, its sounds only driving me closer to the edge. i tug on my dom's arm, voice now a lot more urgent as i tell them i'm going to go in the water, hoping i can secretly let go once my bottom half is fully submerged and hidden. their eyebrow raises, obviously not impressed by my weak attempt at beating the system, but nevertheless they agree and stand up as well. the change in position sends me whimpering, but i try to cover it best i can with a cough (not very successfully though because they clearly hear and smirk). we stroll towards the water, my bladder contracting as i fight the urge to hold myself. despite the beach being calm, it's certainly not empty, and our fellow vacationers probably wouldn't appreciate such a show. the second my feet touch the waves, however, i gasp as a leak forces it's was out of me, soaking into my bikini as my dom pauses by my side.

"what's wrong sweetie, i though you wanted to go in?"

i flinch as another wave laps at my feet, legs firmly pressed together. "nghh, g-gonna pee...."

their eyes turn hard as they scowl, grabbing my hand and dragging my back to our spot in the sand. "no the fuck you're not, i gave you one rule. you are keeping all that piss inside you until you burst, understood?"

i wanna beg, wanna do something to relieve the arousal now coursing through my veins, but i just nod weakly and focus on not letting any more out.

it only takes another 10 minutes for me to leak again, enough to make a tiny wet patch in the sand beneath me. this time, i do moan, eyes glazed with the desire to let go, but my dom looks over and knows immediately what happened. they smile and reach over, pretending to adjust the bottom of my bikini, but instead pressing on the bulge of my bladder, hard and achingly full. another leak sprays out, even bigger than the next one, and with that my last shred of composure breaks.

"please- fuuuck, let me pee master, i have to go so bad and i've been so good, trying my best to hold it in just like you asked me to-"

they shush me, looking around, but finding no one has overhead or seems to care. "alright baby, calm down, i know you've done well for me. dig a little hole in the sand, ok? that'll be your potty."

i nod rapidly, too excited about the concept of finally peeing to be embarrassed by their word choice. my hands work quickly, scooping at the sand next to me until there's a hole large enough to sit over, positioned so my cunt is right above it. i stare up at my dom, eyes pleading, and they smile wickedly. "open your legs baby, show master how wet you are." i do, the dampness on my crotch extremely evident, and they shake their head in disappointment. "i would punish you for leaking, but here is not the place for that. i'm feeling very gracious, so you have permission to pee now. let it out bunny, i wanna see every drop."

the sentence is barely out of their mouth before i let go, the gushing sound filling the air as i piss a torrent. at first, the sand soaks it up almost instantly, but after a while, when the entire hole is soaked, a puddle begins to froth beneath me just like the ocean. i pant and shiver, eyes rolled back into my skull, not even noticing that my dom is staring at me as if they're going to eat me whole.

"good bunny, making a mess in public for me. bet that feels good, hm? i can't wait to show you how fucking horny you make me when we get back to the hotel. master's gonna make you cum so many times your brain will turn as fuzzy as that ocean foam."

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chaseme202 · 18 days

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Ewww, are you peeing right now? You couldn’t go to the bathroom like a normal person? Hey guys, come look at this! Oh my god I can’t believe it, there’s totally a wet spot on your pants! Hahaha, oh my god, you couldn’t whip it out like an adult? You’re just going to pee in your pants like a toddler? Oh my god did I just see it grow? Did you see that? Oh it totally is, it’s growing! You’re fucking peeing again? You can’t hold it like an adult? Holy shit you’re actually just going to the bathroom in your pants, in front of us. You’re just standing there, wetting yourself. How’s that make you feel? It looks like you’re enjoying it, is this getting you off pervert? This is so pathetic, I’ve never seen anything else like this dude, this is just humiliating. Need me to take you to the big boy potty so we can wring out your undies? Come on buddy, you just showed us all who you really are, a dumb baby who can’t even hold his pee. We’ll take care of you now.

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chaseme202 · 21 days

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This is so fucking hot.

Girl needs to pee and her bf refuses, then fucks the piss out of her

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chaseme202 · 21 days

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I just love the idea of really needing to go and someone purposefully making you need to go even more…….

Oh you kinda have to go pee? Here’s some tea or coffee

Oh now you’re getting up there and starting to squirm? Let me slowly pour you a nice glass of water to drink. Maybe have you do the dishes in some warm water for the next half hour..

What’s that now? You just leaked a little?you’re dancing, squirming and you’re holding your crotch and your legs are squeezed together! You shouldn’t be doing that, You need to hold it! No more using your hands and uncross your legs!

Bladder is tight and your waste band is too tight? Let’s tighten your shorts a little, keep it all in!

You still really have to go and don’t think you can hold it? Well don’t just sit there, do some jumping jacks to get the blood pumping!

Standing up made all that pee come down and you really, really can’t hold it? Nonsense, just squat down. Just like that and keep your legs apart

Oh you just leaked again? It was a really big leak? Hmm spread your legs open and show me. I can see the big wet spot on your crotch… is it getting wetter?

You can’t hold it any longer? Aww all that pee is just squeezing through your little hole no matter how hard you try? Well you’ve convinced me, you can go sit on the potty until I say you’re ready to go.

Oh you’re ready to go now? You really need to use the potty now? Why do I hear a little trickle in the water? Are you peeing right now, even though you’re supposed to be holding it? Are you having an accident through your shorts all over yourself and in the toilet?

Wow… you should have just told me you had to go…

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chaseme202 · 22 days

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Thank you to everyone who voted! 💜 I was absolutely desperate in my skirt and knee highs. I was bouncing and squirming so much, and I started to leak into my pink panties 🙊 I tried to stuff my skirt between my legs to help me hold, but then I leaked and made that wet too 😳😖 My legs started to shake as I couldn’t stop leaking until I finally just started flooding my panties in a full blown accident, making me give in and gush down into my socks 😫 Make sure to turn up the volume!☝️🔊

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chaseme202 · 28 days

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