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  1. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 24 I pant heavily as I come down from climax. My cheeks turn beet red as I remember I’m being watched by Sir and Miss Victoria. I try to hide my face but I can’t, I’m still tied to the wall. After a moment, Miss Victoria asks, “Are you done yet, puppy?” I nod. I shiver as my piss starts to get cold under me, sticky under my legs. They untie me and I slowly sit up. My head hurts a little, and I feel kindof gross. I’m cold, and I’d like a shower. ”You can talk now, sweetie,” Sir says, his voice sweet and kind. Miss Victoria stands and walks out the door, surely looking for her next victim. I feel more comfortable around just him. “You alright?” I nod. “Speak, use your words. Please.” I open my mouth and talk. “It hurt, Sir. I’m cold. I’m tired. Can... can I just take a shower?” “I know. I’m sorry. I didn’t expect her to be so rough. I apologize.” ”I mean, I liked it, I just...” i sniffle. “It’s okay, it’s okay. C’mere.” He slowly lifts me up, bridal style. I wince a little, then ease into it. I bury my face into his chest and cry just a little bit. He covers me with a towel and takes me out of his dungeon, and carries me up the stairs to his room. When we’re in his bathroom, he sets me down and I stand, shivering, wrapped up in the towel while he turns on the water. He lets me into the shower. The water is nice and warm. It rinses off the sticky, salty substance covering my legs and back. It feels good. He strips himself and gets in the shower with me, though he isn’t hard and he isn’t going to do anything bad to me. He hands me a soapy wash rag and I wash myself. When I’m done rinsing off, he pulls me close to him and wraps his arms around me, my back facing him. But he doesn’t touch my breasts, and he doesn’t reach down to my parts. He just holds me. and I cry. ”I-I wanna g-go home...” I stutter, overwhelmed with emotions. He rubs my shoulders and I turn and lean against him. “Please...” He doesn’t answer. He takes some shampoo and washes my hair, and then takes a few moments to rinse himself off. He turns off the water and opens the curtain, and I step out. He hands me a fresh, warm towel and I wrap myself up. He dries himself off, then walks over to his dresser with the towel around his waist. ”What size underwear do you wear?” I sniffle. “Small or medium.” He comes back with soft cotton underwear, with flowers on the seams. He holds them and I step into them. They fit snug. He puts on some of his boxer-briefs. I set my towel on the counter and follow him to his bed. He pulls back his sheets and I lay down, and he follows me into the bed. He pulls the heavy comforter over us. He lays on his back and I scootch over to him, resting my hand on his chest. He plays with my hair. I fall asleep.
  2. Bladderbabe

    Desperation Vision

    This is so good!!
  3. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 23 I think to myself, I’m alright, I don’t even have to go that bad. I look up at her, wondering if she is going to remove the dildo or vibrator. She does not. Instead, she takes out a thick collar and wraps it around my neck. Then, she takes out a big leather leash and clips it onto a loop on the collar. Next, she clips two big ears into my hair, and a long fluffy tail onto my panties. I get on my hands and knees and give it a few swishes. I feel cute. She then lifts my knees, one my one, and puts pads on my kneecaps. I wonder why, at first, then realize that if I’m going to be on me hands and knees all day I may as well be comfortable. A bell rings, and the ladies file into the lavish dining room. She pulls me along on the leash, and instead sitting me in a chair, she pulls me over to a small mat with two bowls. Thankfully, instead of dog food and water, one bowl contains what the girls are eating, chicken and rice, and the other some juice. However, I did still have to eat and drink like a dog while the ladies ate their dinner at the table. It was a messy and annoying process, but eventually I ate it all. Since I was already in a bit of a predicament, I didn’t drink the juice. Miss Victoria noticed. ”Drink your juice, pet.” I whined a little but did as told, slurping the berry flavored juice. My tummy felt very full, and my bladder was starting to feel the same way, too. Soon, the ladies went on their separate ways and Miss Victoria brought me to Sir’s dungeon. Sir was sat there, watching me intently. I held my head down. Miss Victoria gave the small pink controller to Sir, and I winced as I waited for the vibrations on my clitoris. But they did not come. In the middle of the room was a human-sized dog bed. It was red plaid and very fluffy. She unhooked my leash and I walked over to it. I sat down and felt my bladder slosh around. I tried not to show it. I squeezed my legs together and watched them watch me. Then, they turned around and looked at each other, and suddenly started making out. Really making out. Sir started to untie her corset and slid it off of her. He kneaded at her breasts and she moaned. I couldn’t deny that the display turned me on quite a bit. They fell into his chair and he slid off her panties, rubbing her clit. She bit her lip and grinded against his hand. He then took off his suit pants and boxers, revealing his hard, large dick. Vicky knelt down and wrapped her mouth around his member, and he moaned. He then looked at me and pushed a button on the controller. The vibrations were slow and weak, as he had only put it on low, but combined with the huge rubber object inside of me it felt amazing. I rolled my hips and moaned quietly. He clicked again and the vibrations got stronger. I watched as Miss Victoria sat on his hard dick and they moaned. He put the vibe on high and I let out a high pitched moan, climbing and climbing to climax. I watched as the two came together, her biting his neck and he came inside her. I moan louder and feel the orgasm building up inside me, as I reach down and thrust the dildo deeper inside of me. Just as I begin floating, the vibrations stop. I whine and whimper as I’m left blue-balled, desperate to cum. I look at them and whine desperately, and Miss Victoria looks at me. “Good girls don’t cum without permission.” I whimper. She reaches for the controller and puts it on low. I rub against it and begin climbing again, so incredibly sensitive that it doesn’t even need to be on high. She turns it off again. She walks over, still naked, and pulls down my panties. She pulls out the wet dildo and the vibrator. I whine. The second I stop thinking about cumming, my bladder screams. I look down and see it bulging out of my abdomen, and my hand shoot down and grabs my crotch. “Aww, is the diuretic kicking in? You poor thing. Get on your hands and knees.” Of course there was a diuretic in the juice. I do as told and struggle, holding my legs together tightly. She steps closer then kneels down. In this position, my bulge is even more obvious. The size of a small chicken watermelon in my stomach. She reaches up her hand and carresses my distended bladder. I whine and squeeze my legs closer together. She gently pushes and I yelp and fall over onto my back. My underwear glistens. “Aww, does someone want a belly rub?” I shake my head desperately and hold my crotch. She pulls my hands away, and I find Sir chaining them to the wall. I press my legs together as hard as I can. Miss Victoria’s cold hands caress my abdomen, squeezing my breasts and making her way down. She lands on my bladder and I wince. I look down and see my huge bladder jutting out of my stomach. She rubs back and forth with one finger, then slowly pushes down with that finger. I begin to squirm and let out a loud yelp. Sir walks over and grabs my ankles, spreading my legs. He chains them up as well. I whimper and whine, holding using only my muscles. I feel myself leak once, then twice. My panties glisten. Sir comes between my legs and tears off my underwear, and quickly inserts himself into me. I moan. He thrusts in and out of me, shaking my bladder. Suddenly, Miss Victoria flattens her hand and pushes down on my bladder as hard as she can. “Aaah!” Piss shoots out of me, spraying onto Sir’s dick and the floor. I find myself cumming at the same time and I let out a load moan. Sir pulls out after I come and I keep pissing, forming a puddle on the floor around me. I let out a long sigh as the warm piss pools around me. It’s the best relief I’ve felt in my life.
  4. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 22 ——————————— Suddenly, we all here a small pitter-patter, and quickly notice a puddle forming under Kai. Her face is bright red and she’s desperately trying to stop the flow, though it’s no use. It’s too late. “What a dirty girl.” Says Vicki. She then turns away and leaves Kai sitting in her mess. “Anywho, I’d like someone to come with me for a short time and be my pet. I promise, it will be very fun.” Surprisingly, many hands shot up. Mine did not. However, as miss Victoria scans the room, we make eye contact. “You. The little one who was late. You’ll be my pet.” “But-“ ”No, no buts. And pets don’t talk, remember?” I lowered my head and stood to walk towards her. When I got over there, she looks me up and down and gets an idea. “Stay,” she commands. When she comes back, she has a big black leather bag in her left hand. “Strip.” I hesitate. When she raises her hand, I start undressing before she can hit me. There I stand, in the nude in front of many women. ”Get on your hands and knees.” I do so. I hear her unzipping the bag, and the collective gasp of the group of onlookers. I keep my head down. Suddenly, a large dildo enters my vagina. I yelp and lurch forward, landing on my elbows. I let out a quiet whimper of a moan and roll my hips around the object. I hear her rustling through the bag again, and she lifts my legs and pulls on what feels like a pair of lacy panties. She spreads my labia and puts a cold object on my clit. She pulls me by the hair back into a sitting position. As I sit down, the dildo thrusts deeper into me and I moan again. Suddenly, I’m overwhelmed by a hard vibration on my clit. I can’t help but let out a loud moan as I climb to climax. I hump the ground, the dildo sliding in and out as I do. I lean over and bite my arm to stifle the moans. With a few more motions, I’m brought to orgasm and my moans fill the room. “Ah... ha... ah...” I breath heavily as I come back down. She turns off the vibrator. I sit back up and I can feel my face flush. She begins to speak, explaining something I don’t pay attention to. As I calm down, I feel my bladder slowly getting fuller. I only hear her last sentence. “And remember. Good girls don’t go potty unless their master lets them.”
  5. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 21 sorry I don’t write very often. ——————————————— “Well, look who decided to show up,” the woman purrs tauntingly. I can’t help but let my jaw drop. This woman is gorgeous. Her body is modeled after Jessica rabbit, with a teeny-tiny waist and huge breasts and ass that stick out of what’s she’s wearing. Speaking of what she’s wearing, it is exactly what anyone would imagine a domanatrix to wear. A latex corset, just barely covering her nipples, and a sheer black skirt with a high slit. Her face is thin and pointed, similar to Angelina Jolie. When she talks, her lips curl at the corners, beckoning the listener to come closer. Tiana is still looking like a scolded puppy, and the woman notices. With a long black whip, she tucks the edge under her chin and lifts her head till she meets her eyes. “What’s wrong, darling?” I know this woman isn’t stupid. She’s doing it to taunt me. She moves away from Tiana and steps towards me. Tiana’s head goes back down. “And you are?” She coos. ”I think I should be asking you the same question.” ”Oh- right, right! I forgot to introduce myself. How rude of me. I’m Vicky London, but you can call me Miss Victoria.” She holds out her leather-clad hand. I shake it hesitantly, and she walks away, satisfied. Tiana and I sit down, cross-legged on the floor next to the other women. Vicky begins to speak. “Ladies, how many of you like having fun?” We all raise our hands. ”How many of you enjoy having sex?” Most of the hands stay up, save for one or two. ”How many of you have ever done pet play?” Most of the hands go down. I’ve done it before, but I put my hand down anyway. It wasn’t a pleasant experience. A few stay up. “Good, some of you have some experience. Can someone tell me what ‘pet play’ is?” Taylor raises her hand. Vicky points at her, letting her speak. ”Its when a person dresses up as an animal and they have a master.” She answers, twirling her hair. ”Good girl!” She tosses a piece of candy, like a fun guest speaker in middle school. Taylor smiles. “Okay, can I get a volunteer?” Slowly, shakily, Kai-Lan raises her hand. ”Come on up.” Kai-Lan obeys. She stands next to Vicky, much shorter than the tall, high-heeled lady. “Sit.” Kai Lan obeys, kneeling down and sitting on her feet. “Lay down.” She does so, almost in child’s pose. ”Roll over.” She looks up at Vicky. She hesitates. Suddenly, down comes Miss Victoria’s hand onto Kai’s ass. She yelps loudly, suprised. By the sound of the slap, it’s goung to leave quite the bruise.
  6. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 20 (!!!) hey! Sorry it’s been quite a while! ——————————————— I pull a hair tie off my wrist and tie my hair up, listening to their moans in the background. Specifically, Tiana’s, and I don’t like hearing it. “Aren’t you supposed to save that for me?” I joke, looking at them from the reflection in the mirror. ”Aww, is someone jealous?” James coos. Tiana isn’t listening, she’s too absorbed in his dick to bother. “Yeah.” James looks surprised. I turn towards them, “Yeah, I am. Tiana, get off.” She giggles. “Isn’t that what I’m trying to do?” She grins at me. “You know what the fuck I meant.” Her smile fades. They both realize I’m serious, and they slowly pull away from each other. Tiana slips her clothes back on, then walks over to me with her head down like a puppy who had just been scolded. James sits on the bed, obviously shocked. I glare at him before I wrap my arm around her waist and walk out the door. At the bottom of the stairs, I see the girls with their attention focused on something just out of sight. I sneak down the stairs, Tiana following closely behind. At the bottom of the stairs, I spot them. Tits. Also, the body attached to them. ————————————— hey, I know this is a really short chapter and I’m sorry! Next chapter you’ll meet the body attached to tits! huge balogongas! gigantic boobgonolohnhas.
  7. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 19 Happy new year! I hope you all had great holidays. Big sex scene this chapter, stay tuned. ——————————————— I let go, and stand in front of him. He looks at my neck and raises an eyebrow. “Pretty necklace. He gave it to you?” James asks. ”Yeah, he did. Isn’t it beautiful? But I guess it isn’t anything special, I think all the girls got one.” I reach up and run my fingers across the silver chain, and down one of the rows of diamonds. “You let him put a collar on you.” “What are you talking about? It’s a necklace, not a collar.” “Anything around your neck means something. He owns you. And you accepted it.” I reach around till I find then clasp, and try to unhook it. It won’t budge. “You’re... I let him...” I sigh. He’s right, and I am so stupid. “And no, not every woman got one. You got one, Tiana got one, Theo for one, and,” he pauses and unbuttons his shirt collar to reveal a small silver chain, tight around his neck, “I got one. He has plans, and these have something to do with it. That’s why we’re...” He trails off, noticing something behind me. Before I can turn around, someone slaps my ass, then covers my eyes with their hands. “Guess who,” says a feminine voice I definitely recognize. “Hey, babe.” She uncovers my eyes and walks next to me, wrapping her arm around my waist, and resting her fingers on my pantyline. I shiver, remembering the ever-growing pressure in my bladder. She notices, and leans in, biting my ear before whispering, “Gotta go?” I blush and look down, nodding. She smirks, then turns back to James, or who she knows as Jeremiah. She reaches out her free hand for a handshake. “Nice to meet you. I’m Tiana.” He shakes her hand. “I’m Jeremiah. You two know each other?” “Yes, quite well.” She seems protective, despite the way she looks at him. Like she wants him. I feel jealousy burning at the back of my throat, but I swallow it and look on. She looks behind him at the door. “Do you have a room all to yourself?” ”Oh, yeah, I do.” He looks back at the door. I remember how well furnished it was, with a king sized bed and a dresser and a mirror, with nice curtains and even a big closet. “How lucky,” Tiana says, looking at him expectantly. He gets the hint. “Oh, uh, feel free to come in.” He turns around and opens the door for us, and I mumble a quiet thank you as we walk in. Tiana lets go, and I take a reluctant seat on the soft, silky bed. I watch her as she walks around, admiring the handiwork of the dresser and the color coordination and other things that I don’t understand. She seems a little too comfortable. Her movements are too fluid, and she shakes her hips a little too much as she walks. Jerimiah stands at the doorway and looks flushed, trying not to look at her, as his hands are clasped in front of him, conveniently at crotch level. I can only imagine what he is hiding. She knows what she’s doing, and confidently struts in his direction. All I can do is sit on the bed, in my thin, silky nightgown, and burn with jealousy. He blushes deeply as she whispers something to him, then smirks. A few quick glances at me help me to put the pieces together, and I know I’m in for a wild ride. ——————sex scene lmao————— He walks over to the bed and crawls to sit in the middle. “Elena,” I hear Tiana purr, suddenly right next to me, “We’re gonna have a lot of fun.” In a more stern voice, “Take off your panties and go sit on his lap.” My breath hitches, and I can feel my face getting hot. I nod and stand, and take off my underwear. Though you still cannot see anything under my nightgown, I feel incredibly exposed. I crawl to him on the bed, and sit in his lap. His hard dick rubs against my ass, and he lets out a quiet grunt. I smile a little. He pulls me closer to him, and i shudder as i feel his warm breath against my neck. He wraps his arms around me, pawing and kneading at my breasts. He leans foward and bites my neck, licking and sucking. I shiver and let out a soft moan. His right hand travels down, lifting my nightgown. He pulls on my legs and I reluctantly open them, much to my bladder’s dismay. He pulls the nightgown off of me as I wiggle out of it. He continues to knead my breasts with his left hand, and bites and suckles at my neck. But his right hand travels to in between my spread legs, to my pussy, where he gently starts to rub my sensitive clit. I let out a feminine moan, high-pitched and delicate. Tiana, who had been watching intently on the corner of the bed, slinks up in between my legs. Jeremiah pulls his hand away, resting it on my thigh to keep my legs open. His hand is quickly replaced my Tiana’s mouth, and I moan as pleasure fills my body. She bites and sucks on my clit, and soon one, then two of her fingers are inserted into my cunt, rubbing my g-spot. My moans fill the room, euphoria fills my body, as I reach orgasm. With another long moan, I cum, and they both pull away. I’m left panting like a dog in his lap. Tiana sits up and kisses me. With a smile, I turn and kiss Jerimiah. I crawl off of his lap, and off of the bed. When I realize there’s no point in holding anymore, I squat over a potted plant and let go of my bladder. When I turn around, Tiana is already on his dick, moaning her heart out. I slip back into my nightgown, not bothering to put my panties back on. ————————————————— OOF that was a helluva chapter wasn’t it.
  8. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 18 i really wanted to save this chapter till after the holidays but I can’t help myself! ——————————————— I turn around. ”How the fuck do you know that?” ”You don’t recognize me?” I look at him, trying to analyze him. I mean, I guess he looks familiar, but doesn’t every tall white guy? “Really? Here,” he pauses, clears his throat, and says in a pained, small voice, “Hello? Is anyone there? ... What’s your name? ... Mercy? ... Pretty name...” Tears start to well up in my eyes. “James...” He nods. “James, oh my god, James!” I shout, and run into his arms. I squeeze him tight, never wanting to let go. My James. “Shh, you know no one else knows.” He hugs me back. James was all I had. It hurts me to remember what I’ve been through. We walk back into his room and sit on the bed. I really hope he’s right, and the room has no mics. “James.. you don’t know how much I missed you. I thought you were dead.” ”Well, I’m not,” he says facetiously. I roll my eyes. “Obviously, you aren’t.“ I look at him, and start thinking out loud. “You really were all I had. I was stolen, kidnapped, thrown into a cage and sold to men-and women-for use. But when I heard your voice in the cage next to me, I didn’t feel alone anymore. I didn’t even know boys were in the sex trade. I always cried for days when you were shipped away. And I was beaten for it. Can you believe they finally got tired of my bullshit enough to put us together? I was so happy. I was so numb with the daily work, and you made me feel something. You gave me hope.” I fidget. “No matter what we were forced to do, you tried to protect me. And what they made us do together. You asked. You were so nice to me. After I escaped, I knew better than to be the same person. I changed my name and ran away. I moved in with an elderly couple and I got a job but all I could ever think about was you.” “I missed you too, Mercy. But I knew you were safe, and that was what mattered.” ”What happened when I left?” I ask. “A whole lot of shit. No one could figure out how you escaped, but you inspired others. But I kept working. And I was sold to a million different people, juggled around farms and mills. And then Sir bought me. Even though they told him about everything I’ve done, and how terrible of a pet I was, he said he didn’t care. He needed a gift for his girls. I actually got here last night, and he took really good care of me. I wasn’t in a very good mill recently, so I was pretty beat up. But he let me bathe and he gave me nice clothes and he was so nice to me. He treated me so well.” He sighs and puts his head in his hands. “I’m so lucky I found you.” I leaned in and gave him a big hug. He hugged back. and I felt safe.
  9. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 17 Its nearly Christmas! and this episode is the Christmas special! —————————————— Chatter fills the room as we watch the young man stand next to Sir. He’s very pretty, feminine but dominant. It looks like he might wear makeup. His hair is short, shaved on the sides and a black quiff on top. He’s tan, like a stained wood, and he smells like cologne. His eyes are dark green, and they gaze over us. While he looks like he could kill any one of us in a heartbeat, he stands shorter than Sir and has a more lean body than the taller man. While Sir stands 6’4, has large biceps and wide shoulders, this young man, standing about 6’0, is more lean and kind looking. While Sir would ram us into the bed, he would whisper in our ears as he softly made love to us. But that’s not what I should be thinking about. ”Ladies, this is Jerimiah. I recently bought him from a friend of mine, and he is certainly a talented boy. Not only has he been serving people like me ever since he turned eighteen, he has a bladder capacity of 1,200 mL.” Sir props his arm on Jeremiah’s shoulder and Jeremiah blushes. “He’s a great boy. And more importantly, he’s all of your Christmas gifts. You’ll be getting your own individual gifts soon, but for now, he is all yours.” The women around me seem quite excited, but also confused. Of course, we won’t complain. This guy is a stud. “Well, I’ll talk to you ladies later. Enjoy~” Sir walks back to his cave, leaving our gift standing in the doorway. Taylor and Kai-Lan approach and start to flirt immediately, while the other ladies wait, cautious of who he is and what he has been sent for. He walks around the room and we stand as we introduce ourselves, one by one. As we shake hands, his lingers for a moment in mine. We make eye contact, he nods, and moves to the next woman. What’s this guy’s deal? He seems to be getting along just fine with the other ladies, chatting and flirting away. Even Tiana has let her guard down. I join, but I stay cautious, quiet. I can’t seem to wrap my head around this guy. Soon, we’re all just sitting around, not doing much. No one seems to really care when Kai runs off with Jerimiah, or when she comes back and calls him Jer-Bear. I break the silence. “You guys want some popcorn or something?” I ask. After a few moments, I get some nods and agreements. I walk towards the kitchen, but I catch a glimmer out of the corner of my eye. Standing the entryway is the largest Christmas tree I’ve ever seen, surrounded by hundreds of beautifully wrapped gifts. The lights glimmer and shine, hypnotizing me. This is the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen. I quickly hurry back and drag all the girls into the entryway, where they all have similar reactions. We look at each other, then back at the tree, then at Sir’s door, and so on. We tap our feet with excitement, and Sir appears behind us. “Go ahead.” We all run forward, digging at the presents to find the ones with our names on them. Each of us got many presents, and we all got at least one sex toy. Some of us got more than one. I find all the ones with my name on them and retreat to sit on the stairs, where I open them all. In one is a bag of Lindor dark chocolate. In another, a giant teddy bear. In the third, fourth, and fifth were lots of gorgeous, expensive clothes. Ballroom gowns, elegant handbags, beautifully made costumes. In the sixth was a fluffy pink bondage set, and a hand-blown glass dildo. Despite its phallic nature, it was gorgeous. And in the seventh was the most beautiful necklace I’ve ever seen. Strung on a thin solid silver chain was strings of diamonds, and when Sir saw I had gotten to it, he walked up to me and took it, wrapping it around my neck and clasping it. He turns me around and smiles, then kisses my forehead. I blush and smile back. Maybe I’ll be alright. As soon as he leaves, Jeremiah walks up to me and starts flirting, touching my body and leading me up the stairs. I protest, wanting to be faithful to Tiana. He doesn’t listen to my demands, and drags me up the stairs, covering my mouth. He opens the door and slams me onto the bed. I try to scream but his hand is clasped firmly over my mouth, and I try to scratch and kick and bite but he is faster and stronger than me. I brace myself. This isn’t the first time, and probably isn’t the last. Tears bite at my eyes as I expect him to undress me and hurt me. But he doesn’t. Instead, he just locks the door and walks next to the bed. I stand up and move towards the door, but he motions for me to stop. ”I’m sorry. I promise I’m trying to help you.” He looks around. “Listen, just get on the bed and act like you’re into it. This is the only room without microphones.” ”Then why do I have to be on the bed?” “There’s still cameras. I’m sure he’s watching right now, ready to watch us fuck. But I don’t really want to. Just come here.” I hesitantly walk closer to him, and he leans in as though he’s about to kiss me. Instead, he grabs my hips and whispers something to me. ”I’m going to help you.” He pauses, and pulls back. We stand a few feet away from each other. He turns around and unlocks the door, and I walk towards it. He stands in the doorway, and I try to walk away. I take my first step down the stairs before he calls after me again. “It’s gonna be okay, Mercy.”
  10. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 16 hey, it’s been a while again. I’m sorry. ————————————————— “I... don’t wanna talk about it. It’s nothing.” “Are you sure, Elena?” ”Yes. Just... let me be. I’m okay.” I struggle to push myself up, my hands throbbing and the dry blood cracking. I walk towards the door and open it, and head towards the kitchen. The other girls exit their rooms as well, stretching and yawning. It’s just another day for them. I walk towards the sink and wash my hands, my bladder sending signals to my brain that I have to pee. I try to brush it off, knowing that there is no point in trying to use the restroom. I turn off the water, and turn around. Theo is standing there, holding some ointment. ”I am so sorry. I know you don’t want to be here. I’m sorry. I wish I could get out too.” Her voice is comforting. She rubs my hands with the cream, then gives me a big hug. I sink into her body and hug back, standing like this for a while. I’m thankful for her. She lets go. “Sorry, honey. I have to make breakfast.” “It’s okay. Thank you.” She nods, and then sends me to the living room. On the TV plays a comedic morning show, Good Mythical Morning. I sit down on the couch next to one of the twins, though I didn’t know which one. My bladder alarms me again, and I try to ignore it. None of the other girls seem to mind, so i don’t wanna show I’m weak. Tiana walks in, and sits down next to me. She puts her hand on my thigh and watches the show with me. I lean on her shoulder and sigh. I guess this is it. “Breakfast!” Theo yells. The girls stand and walk into the kitchen. I start to stand up, but Tiana pushes me back down. “I’ll get yours.” “Thanks, babe.” She comes back with a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast. I put it on my lap and start to eat, ignoring the can of coke she brought with her. In walks Sir, with Taylor following close behind. Her hair doesn’t cover the hickeys on her neck, and her face flushes red as we all assume what happened. “Ladies...” Sir purrs. “I have a surprise for you.” We look at Taylor, but she just shrugs. She doesn’t know. “I know you aren’t all raging lesbians, and I know you can get tired of this bomb ass dick,” The whole room laughs. At least Sir has a sense of humor. “So I have brought you a gift.” He motions down the hallway, and in walks something that none of us expected. A guy.
  11. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 15 i know y’all aren’t here for emotions but I promise the omorashi aspect will be further explored with time. I’d like to become more dedicated to this, and I’m trying to have a solid plot. If you’re looking for piss right this minute, this might not be the place to look. Hope y’all are enjoying. TW suggested rape ——————————————— I awaken in the black room, the bright lights piercing my eyes. No. Not again. Please no more. In walks a man I recognize. I reflexively back into the corner and hide myself. He places a paper tray in the middle of the room, about four feet away from me. I quiver as he starts to walk towards me, and he places his hand on my shoulder. “Eat up, Mercy. You’ll need the energy.” He turns and exits the room, locking it behind him. After I think he’s far away, I throw myself into the center of the room and start stuffing my face with the bread and soup he had brought for me. Afterwards, I chug the cup of tea and then put everything on the tray and slide it to the door. I back up into my corner again and wrap myself in the thin blanket I had been provided. I heard his footsteps begin to approach and I kneel, bringing my forehead to the ground. He walks in, takes my tray, then comes back with a leash. I raise my head towards him and he latches it to my electric collar. I stand up and follow him out the door. .......................................... ”No... stop... not again... please...Mercy...” Tiana awoke to Elena mumbling to herself. Her hands were covered in blood and she had curled herself into a ball, obviously having a nightmare. Tiana stretches before rising out of bed and poking Elena in the side. “Stop!” I yelp. ”Hey, hey,” Tiana’s soft voice soothes me, “You were having a nightmare.” I sit up and throw myself into Tiana, and thank her. She wasn’t him. I was okay. It was just a bad dream. She seemed suprised, but then sunk into the hug and held me. After a few moments of silence, Tiana asks, “Elena?” ”hm?” ”Who is Mercy?” ————————— woah, even shorter chapter. Sorry. It will be explained later.
  12. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 14 I hope y’all have a great thanksgiving! ———————————————— “Fuck!” He yells. His legs snap shut and he pushes me off, sending me tumbling to the carpet. I hit my head, as well as land right on the wrist I had sprained. Pain shoots up my arm, but I don’t let it phase me. I stand up and run to Tiana, who stands shocked at what I’ve done. The small act of defiance gives me a burst of energy, and I’m tempted to end him right then and there. Something stops me. Though it only lasts for a few moments, the sight of such a put-together, slick, arrogant man sent into squirms because of me is incredibly empowering. After gathering his wits, he stands and begins to stomp towards me. My bravery is quickly replaced with fear as he looks into me, and I back up until I’m cornered. He places his hands on the walls on either side of me, blocking me in. Tears bite at corners of my eyes and I shut them tight, turning my head to not face him. I peek and his expression changes, going from stark anger to a sympathetic, reluctant look. I look at Tiana who stands behind him, and she shrugs. She motions for me to kneel, then makes a phallic motion. Tears roll down my face as I fall to my knees, and try to reach for his cock. He backs away and zips up his pants, looking down at me. I don’t dare look up at him. ”Goddammit.” He walks away and out the door, slamming it behind him. Tiana stares at the door. I break down into loud sobs and crawl towards the window. I start to punch the cold glass with my good arm, my knuckles slowly bruising and the skin breaking until they are bloody. Tears run down my cheeks, meeting at my chin, then falling onto my chest. My sobs only get louder, until they are screams, piercing the silence of the house. I hear doors close down the hall, and the murmurs of the other women. I keep punching the window, staring out onto the street. I beg the window to break, I pray to a god I don’t believe in, and I don’t stop till I fall to the ground and my hand throbs as blood drips onto the carpet. Tiana looks at me, but does not comfort me. Instead, she gets into her bed silently and turns off the light. My screams continue to pierce the night, echoing through the halls, until my throat burns and my eyes run dry. I let the darkness consume me, and I fall asleep. ———————————————— im sorry it was a short chapter, but i felt that the emotions need to be looked into more.
  13. Bladderbabe

    Welcome to the mansion.

    Chapter 13 hey, guys. It’s been a crazy long time. Sorry. I hope you guys still remember me! Hope you like this chapter, have a good day! Also, go out and vote! ———————————————— Once the puddle got cold, we cleaned up ourselves and the floor. Soon, a knock, knock came from the door. Cautiously, Tiana stood and opened it. Standing there, in a suit and tie, with hair pulled up into a bun and stubble growing nicely on his jaw, was Sir. “Hello, Sir,” Tiana and I greeted. I crossed my arms and backed up, standing behind Tiana like a scared kid. It was awkward, me and Tiana standing in just bathrobes while a well-dressed psychopath looks us over. “You two look nice. Have you enjoyed your day off?” He says, his voice slick, flowing into my ears like soft jazz. He steps forward, now only a few feet away from us. “Yes, Sir.” Tiana chimes, her voice high-pitched and sickly sweet. “Why have you come to visit?” ”Oh, I just wanted to see how my girls were doing.” He steps closer and puts a hand on my shoulder. I reflexively pull away, but he keeps his grip firm. “Has she been treating you right, Elena?” “Oh, yes, Sir. She has treated me very right.” I smirk, and Tiana giggles. He loses face for a moment, then goes back to his cocky, attractive self. “Good, good. I’m glad to see you are getting to know each other,” he states, a grin sneaking onto his face as something else begins to grow in his pants. I felt a chill run down my back, and my cheeks grow hot. “What would you two ladies like for dinner?” He trills, his demeanor slowly weakening as his wants start to take him over. I notice him biting his lip and looking at Tiana in a manner I don’t appreciate. His eyes go between Tiana and I’s bodies, as he longs for one of our touch. “Maybe... a pasta? Fettuccine, or perhaps a tortellini with truffle grated on top.” I purr. To see this man lose his pride and arrogance as he hears my voice and looks at my body brings me more pleasure than i anticipated. He nods. “That sounds wonderful. I will have it up in a moment.” He types something into his watch and sits down on the seat in the corner, his legs spread, asserting his dominance. Tiana looks at me, then whispers something in my ear. “Listen... you should just try it. If you’re never getting out, you might as well get off while you can.” She gestures to him, as he tries to hold his composure. His pants are stretched over his large member. I lick my lips and nervously step towards him, Tiana following close behind. He looks up in surprise as I slink towards him, using my best bedroom-eyes. He laughs a little, and I try not to think about how stupid I probably look. I crawl onto him, my arms wrapped around his neck and my legs on either side of his body. He seems surprised, but not at all reluctant. This is probably the fastest any new girl has come to like him. I breathe onto his neck and start to bite and suck, trying my best to leave a mark. Almost by instinct, I start to grind against his erection and moan into his neck. He wraps his arms around me, kneading at my ass. As I continue to grind, I can’t help but feel another bulge-though this time, it’s protruding from his abdomen. I reach my hand down and start to unzip his pants, though instead of taking them off, I push down hard on his bladder. “Fuck!”
  14. Bladderbabe

    Being a good girl

    Chapter 2 “What?” ”Sit back down.” He says, in a dominating voice that always makes me obey. I sit. “Now, I’ll be right back.” He walks out the room and I hear the men’s bathroom doors open and shut. That little dick! He comes back. “What are you doing, Al-“ he puts his hand over my mouth. “I didn’t say you could speak.” Despite being massively turned on, I whimper and cross my legs as another urge hits me. “You’re going to hold it until I say you may release.” He removes his hand. He sits down on the edge of the bed. “On your knees.” I slide off the bed and kneel in front of him. I squeeze my legs together and lean forward, putting my mouth to his hard dick. I put my lips around the tip and start to suck. He lets out a groan and I know I’m doing it right. I continue, and I feel a drip on my calves that I can’t tell if it’s piss or my own moisture. I pull my head away before he cums so I can get on top, like we always do. He pushes my head back down and I look up at him with big doe eyes. He ignores me. I keep going and he quickly cums. I spit, because not even he finds swallowing attractive. “Stand up.” I do as told, and the second gravity gets to me I cross my legs and shove my hand in my crotch. “Awe, look at you. All desperate and horny. Little girls like you need to learn how to hold your pee-pee. You don’t wanna be put in diapers, do you?” I don’t move. “Do you?” He says, louder. I shake my head no. “Then I guess you’ll have to hold longer. Big girls don’t use diapers, right?” I shake my head no. He pulls me closer to him and turns me so he gets a side-view. I can see the bulge protruding from my abdomen and I blush. No normal girl could hold this much. He puts his hand gently on my bladder, shooting waves of desperation through me. I whimper and squeeze my legs together even tighter. He continues to stroke my full bladder, gently moving back and forth across it. Suddenly, he pushes down. I yelp and feel a spurt trickle down my leg. He pulls his hand away and looks at the glistening droplets on my leg. “I thought you were a big girl who didn’t need diapers.” I nod and whine. ”Use your words.” “I am a big girl daddy! But I’m so full! I have to go so so so bad!” I say, in a high-pitched, babyish voice. ”Do you wanna go pee-pee in a toilet?” I nod. “Well too bad. Big girls never have to use the toilet because they can control themselves.” I whine loudly. “You’ll just have to hold till daddy says you can go.” The pressure stabs against my urethra as I struggle to hold it all in. My leg muscles hurt from squeezing them together so hard. I can feel my bladder muscles start to weaken as another trickle slides down my leg. I sit down on the tiled floor and whimper and whine. After a few minutes of struggling, Alistair gets up from the bed and sits down next to me on the floor. He pulls my hand away from my crotch and replaces it with his own. I instantly start to grind against it. ”Tsk, tsk. Horny little slut.” He starts to rub my clit in circles and I moan, an orgasm quickly building. As he continues to rub my clit with his middle finger, he suddenly pushes down on my aching bladder with his wrist. “Ah!” I yelp as I lose control and piss begins to puddle under my ass. The relief makes me moan, and I orgasm in the middle. I let out a high-pitched, feminine moan as I cum and piss flows around me as my bladder finally gets release. He tsks at me and takes his hand away as my flow slowly trickles into small drips as I finish emptying my bladder. I lean on his shoulder and close my eyes, exhausted from all the pleasure. “Tomorrow, you’ll be wearing diapers.” I let out a small chirp of confirmation and he stands up. He helps me stand and I lean against him. He carries me towards my wardrobe and grabs a couple towels, then hands me two. I wrap myself in one and carry the other. He hugs me. “You okay? Was that too much?” “It was good, baby...” I sat in a tired voice. He kisses me on the forehead. “Go take a shower. I’ll clean up the mess.” I nod and walk to the showers.
  15. Bladderbabe

    Being a good girl

    Hi! It’s bladderbabe, author of welcome to the mansion (which you should totally check out)! I’m trying something new today. I’ve never been completely into diapers or anything, but I think it would be a fun concept to put into ddlg, which I am very into! The diapers don’t come in until a little later in the story, though. I hope you guys enjoy! ————————————————— I’ve been dating Alistair for about a year now. We’ve been to every base (some more enjoyable than others) and we’ve even talked about my love for bondage and daddy, and his love for hot wax. But there is one thing I’ve never told him about before. Today’s the day. ............................................................. “Hey baby. How was work?” I ask him as he plants a kiss on my forehead and I shut my laptop. “It was okay,” he sits down on the shitty dorm matress, where he’s immediately ingulfed by mountains of pillows and stuffed animals. “Normal stuff. I misspelled one girl’s name on her coffee cup, and she freaked out! Like, you can’t blame me! There’s a million ways to spell ‘Kaitlin’!” He falls back dramatically and sighs. “I once read a magazine where a little girl’s name was K, the Roman numeral for 8, Lin. At least you didn’t have to deal with her.” I pushed back my chair and flopped down on the bed next to him. ”Thank god. At least I have you to come home to.” He rolls over and kisses me, his hands quickly trying to find their way to my breasts. “Woah there, tiger. At least buy me dinner first.” I sit up and he moans out in dramatic anguish. “You’ll survive. Put it away.” “But...” “Nope. Later. I have like, three essays to write and I have to read The Great Gatsby again. I mean, I’m an English major! We’ve all read it before!” ”Can’t that wait till tomorrow? I mean, look at me!” He gestures to his crotch, where the noticeable bulge screams to me. “I’m basically dying.” “Buy me dinner and maybe you’ll get some.” I say, despite being just as horny. ”Fine. I got paid yesterday anyway. Let’s go.” “Wow, you really want this, don’t you? Well, hold your horses. I need to change.” I walk over to my wardrobe and take my time looking through the options. I turn around, holding one very modest sundress in one hand, and a tight red mini dress that barely covers my ass in the other. “Which one?” He raises his eyebrow. “Okay, I get it.” I turn around and start to get undressed, purposefully taking a little longer and moving my hips a little more than usual. I slip on the dress and walk over to him. “Zip it, please.” He sits up and zips it, slaps my ass, then stands up. He takes off his work uniform and changes quickly into skinny jeans and a button-up. I give him a little kiss and button his top button, then grab my keys and walk out the door. “Monica, can’t we take an Uber? We’re gonna get hammered.” ”I thought you were taking me somewhere fancy.” “Fine. We’ll get hammered off of red wine. Fancy enough?” He takes out his phone and gets an Uber. “Mmhm.” Once we arrive at the fancy Italian restaurant, and with a little tip, get in without reservations, we sit down and I order a bottle of red wine. I sip my glass as he sips his. After looking around to make sure no one is looking, he slips into my side of the booth and puts his hand on my thigh. The waiter walks up and takes our orders. I ask for fettuccine alfredo, and he gets plain spaghetti and meatballs. The waiter drops off a basket of breadsticks and I take a bite. With every second, his hand creeps closer up my leg. My breath gets heavier as I take another sip of my red wine, and he finishes his. He pours more into our glasses and I raise my eyebrows, but don’t protest. The waiter comes back with our food and we eat. His hand eventually finds its way to its destination and he slowly rubs my clit in circles. I act as unphased as possible, but it’s getting harder by the second. Not wanting to moan out loud in such a fancy establishment, I take his hand away. He keeps his hand on my thigh, though. As I finish my second glass of wine, I can’t help but notice the tingle of fullness in bladder. It seems as though he is in the same predicament, as when I look over he is rubbing his legs together and fidgeting with his napkin. I quietly whisper, “Lets get out of here.” He pays the bill and we stand and leave. I see him look at the bathroom, but I ignore it. He doesn’t protest and we walk outside to our next Uber. The second I sit down, the urge hits me full force and I cross my legs tightly. He seems to take notice, and I can’t help but look at his growing erection. I’m just as turned on, the full bladder making me even more aroused. After ten minutes, we pull up to my dorm. After tipping the driver we stumble inside and up the stairs to my room, where we quickly unlock the door and throw ourselves onto the bed. As I start to make out with Alistair and he unzips my dress, the urge comes back and I moan as I squeeze my legs together. I’ve always wanted to tell him how much I’m into it, but I’m always too scared he’ll be grossed out. The urge passes and we get back in rhythm. He pulls off my dress and fiddles with the clasp on my bra as I unzip his pants and take them off. His hand finds his way to my already sensitive clit and starts to rub in circles and finger me. I moan out, grinding against his hand. I reach down and start to stroke him, his moans matching mine. We move our hands away before either of us cum, and I move to get on top of him. My bladder screams once more, and in fear of wetting myself during sex, I sit up and begin to stand. “I’ll be right back, babe. I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” I stand, but am quickly pulled back down as he grabs my wrist and pulls me back. “No you’re not.”