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From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard
Good God, this one took longer than I expected! Like, over 10 hours! 😅 Anyway, here is the request I did for @bibibibi! --- Anyway, here's some obligatory self-advertising: I am still taking commissions! If you are interested in having me draw something for you, you can check out my thread here! -
From the album: sleeping_cat01's scribbles
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From the album: sleeping_cat01's scribbles
"I can hold it until we're home," she says, but her jeans suggest otherwise.-
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From the album: Commissions I've Ordered
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From the album: Here4theFun's Digital Art
Angel should have been less cocky at the time of accepting her chalenge, and now its too late and too far into the day to back up. She managed to soldier up and withstand the teasing and desperation all day, still the time has come and she is only seconds away from a wet and loud disaster. She can feel the dread and absolute anticipation fro her long awaited orgasm, her only hope is that no one else watching the film notices the girl in the corner, and that her dom will have mercy and turn the vibrator off after the inminent accident. Her punishment, sitting in her puddle the remaining film time. Good luck Angel!- 5 comments
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From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard
From someone on Discord! They wanted a few "references" in there, and I was happy to oblige! They also wanted a cameo from someone we haven't seen in a long time! 😋 ~~ The chime of the electric doorbell pierced through the haze of Sarah's internal battle. It had to have been at least an hour since that last couple had come and gone. They picked up a big bag of cheese-puffs and two of those expensive, glass-bottled green teas. Of course, they loitered around while Sarah stood stiffly at the counter. And when it came time for them to actually leave, those bottles shed torturous dribbles of condensation onto the counter. Put plainly, Sarah had finished her peach tea a couple hours ago, and now, she badly needed a pee break. But even at this deserted, middle-of-nowhere gas station she had not had the opportunity to go. The door to the single bathroom past the drink machines and row of whirring refrigerators stated the reason: "OUT OF ORDER! DO NOT USE!" in permanent marker scrawled across a torn sheet of notebook paper that was taped to the door. Ok, ok, but Sarah's meager wage of $9 an hour did not alone justify putting herself through the agony of retaining a boiling boulder of piss for the remaining six hours of her shift; even if the toilet wouldn't flush, she could just... leave it there. Normally, she wouldn't have considered it --- leaving her pee to stagnate and be found by the next person in --- but now, she was desperate. In fact, she had reached the "fuck it!" threshold right after that couple left. No, the reason she continued to subject herself to this inhumane torture was because when she finally did cave in, she discovered that the door... was locked. That total bastard of a manger must have figured, "we can't have the public getting in here and making it worse," and then locked it before heading out. What was at first anger quickly froze into panic. The idea of release had gotten so prominent that the immediate denial left Sarah waddling back behind the counter with her hands squeezing at her crotch. She undid the button on her jeans just to eke out a tiny bit more room for her unquestionably full bladder. Sarah fantasized about dashing behind the building, tearing down her jeans, and blasting an arc of hot urine into the uncut grass with her ass bare in the summer breeze... She dreamed of rolling down her jeans at the counter, parting her lips, and returning the liquid to the bottle that supplied it... She lovingly imagined running into the back room behind the refrigerators, tearing off her pants, and gushing her ocean of misery into the puddle leaked from the refrigeration unit... But there was only one real option: Hold. It. In. By the time that chime rang again, Sarah was feeling less than confident. She pulled the zipper on her jeans back together and buttoned them up. She had to look presentable, at least. This customer was a college-aged girl... probably a cheerleader, based on her physique. She must have been confident about her body to be wearing such tiny shorts and that couple-sizes-too-small tank. "Uh, pump three's card-reader is broken... can you put thirty on there for me?" the girl said in a timid voice that completely defied her appearance. "Also, is there another bathroom I could use?"- 5 comments
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]
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From the album: On The Way Back parts 1, 2, and 3 [English]