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  1. 869 downloads

    Sexy girl with hot voice begging you to let her use bathroom because she's holding it a whole day, and when she can't hold it anymore, she wetts her leggings. The video is very short, but it's really hot. I hope you enjoy it!
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  2. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    The Solitary Confinement tier on Patreon voted for a desperate bathroom attendant in last month's poll! I had a ton of fun working on it, and also figured it could use a little additional context, so I wrote a story for it as well! -- Story Time! -- Her breathing is shallow, carefully calculated, and yet still wavering. Every muscle in her body is either tense or shivering. Sweat glazes her forehead. Bridgette’s temples pound with a hastened heartbeat, yet she feels faint. The horrified --- or is it agonized? --- grimace on her face compromises any degree of composure inherent to the professionalism of her uniform. ~ The Erebus Hotel, Casino, and Lounge was a gargantuan and imposing establishment better likened to an entire campus than a single building. But, indeed, it technically comprised a single, massive, crescent-shaped complex skinned in gleaming white marble that, by night, was lit from below by many humming spotlights. At its feet was a wide, circular pond designed to reflect its majesty. Sculptures of Greek gods, goddesses, and heroes peeked out of the hundreds of ornate niches that lined the opaquely-tinted windows. The interior, a thematic contrast to the facade, bore darker colors --- blacks, golds, silvers --- in all its hallways. Its casino (actually, casinos) were, of course, far more colorful, but hid behind select, soundproof doors. As the image of obscene wealth, the Erebus featured such absurdities as dedicated ice-sculptors hired to provide elaborate and unique carvings for each of its many dining halls. Its suites resembled millionaire penthouses more-so than individual hotel rooms, as each was guaranteed to have a loft that overlooked an ornate sitting area. The reception area housed two glass elevators for clients, Erebus management, and bag-haulers only (the rest of the staff was instead required to quietly disappear into a partially-concealed, single elevator near the back of the building). Most relevant for Bridgette was the observation that every last inch of the interior was spotless. The cleaning and maintenance staff resembled an army, and most even had rooms within the massive subterranean living-quarters. In fact, every staff member was required to complete a year of training while living on-site. Unsurprisingly, this was not much of a burden considering the generous accommodations provided in the subterranean complex. Considering the position she had been hired for, though, the requirement to remain on-campus for an entire year seemed utterly ludicrous. But upon Bridgette’s hiring, she was assured that it would be necessary. She had quickly learned what that meant. Bridgette was responsible for the 19th Female Restroom on Floor 3 of the East Third. She was to be the dedicated bathroom attendant for the day shift, and would only be relieved for a single 30-minute meal or upon the arrival of the night shift's attendant. At all other times, she was required to remain present and available for any cleaning duty or client need that might arise. In contrast to the strictness of her schedule and the elaborate code of professional etiquette, the cleaning was no more difficult than it would have been at any other public restroom. In fact, it might have been easier, since the clients served by the Erebus did not usually leave messes. And until last week — nearly two years after her being hired — Bridgette even managed to be a model employee. Despite the intimidation of interacting with insanely rich and powerful women, she maintained an unwavering dedication to the persona required of her by the Erebus code of etiquette. In a way, she felt that the code kept her “safe” from being the subject of their ire. Last week, however, she received the news in an email --- an update to the professional code of etiquette. This was nothing out-of-the-ordinary, though usually lowly bathroom attendants didn't find anything that would apply to them. This time however, a new, applicable rule did come through. "To All Erebus Staff: Topside restrooms are now only for use by clients. Employees must instead use the staff toilets located in their quarters or other staff areas and are only permitted to do so while on their meal break." For Bridgette, this would be a problem. Her restroom was the 19th --- far from the staff elevator. It was physically impossible for her to make it all the way to her room and back within her allotted break... This was due to the staff elevator — it was always in use by other staff members. The fact that there was only one of them might have been the only deficiency in the building’s design. During the first few days, she tried to comply. But her shift was 10 hours long. Her meal break was only five hours in, and even by then she was desperate to relieve herself. She inevitably failed and broke the rule. Her restroom served the third floor casino and was thus usually busy; but even in agony, she waited for the restroom to be empty before darting into a stall to fiercely urinate. Surely her manager would understand… Three days ago, Bridgette had been called into her manager’s office. She could tell by her boss’ interlaced fingers and unblinking glare that the circumstances of this meeting would not be good. While confused about how management could have known what she was doing, she had prepared something of a defense for herself… At least, so she thought — until they leveled an entirely unrelated and confusing charge at her feet: a client had complained that their presence at the Erebus had been (embarrassingly) disclosed. This was supposedly done by one of the bathroom attendants. And Bridgette fit the description of the culprit. It was clear in the moments that followed that denial would not be a sound strategy. She knew that she was not the one responsible, but her testimony mattered a lot less than the client’s. She would take the fall for this, and the question was a matter of how far. She’d have lost her job that night had it not been for a single gesture of “mercy” from her boss: For the next six months, her boss or someone else would stop by her restroom randomly during her shift numerous times per day to ensure that she was upholding the code of ethics. This would be a problem. ~ These memories race through Bridgette’s panicked mind as she stands at her station — a table in the front corner of the 19th Ladies’ room on the third floor of the Erebus Hotel, Casino, and Lounge. She is bent forward at the hips, but it isn’t helping her situation. Her quivering hands hover over her thighs dangerously close to where she so badly wants to cram them. But doing such is disallowed by the code of ethics. The skirt of her uniform feels tighter than it ever has, and the string of her apron puts a ring of torturous pressure around her abdomen. Bridgette needs to pee extremely badly. Her bladder is beyond full — such that her last attempt to straighten her back had forced a horrifically tempting dribble of urine out of her straining body and into the sweat and piss-quenched gusset of her panties. The dainty cotton can retain nothing more. Her legs twist together, and her feet shift over each other as she seeks any position that will prevent further leaks. All around her are the occupied stalls of the restroom she is charged with maintaining. Relaxed drinking and long hours of gambling lead an unending stream of clients to seek out this room. And, to Bridgette’s ears, it sounds as if every single woman is releasing an ocean of hot relief. Each woman is rich enough to buy her entire childhood neighborhood as if it is a gumball, and they expect Bridgette to conduct herself accordingly. As such, sympathy is a rarity. The older ladies side-eye her in displeasure when they leave. The younger women giggle among each other about Bridgette’s misery as they pass. And no more than seconds later, more women enter to replace them. Bridgette doesn’t really notice. Her attention is fixed squarely between her legs. Her heart thuds with cold blood at merciless reality: it’ll be another three hours before the end of her shift.
  3. View File Girl begging you to let her go to bathroom Sexy girl with hot voice begging you to let her use bathroom because she's holding it a whole day, and when she can't hold it anymore, she wetts her leggings. The video is very short, but it's really hot. I hope you enjoy it! Submitter Azzb828 Submitted 07/16/2022 Category Female  
  4. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    This was a silly idea I had for a single-page comic a while ago, and I finally got around to finishing it as a warm-up.
  5. (This is my first time writing a proper story on here, so do let me know if I make any mistakes or forget about certain details! Just make sure to write them out of character: *Like this*) Hello researchers! Today is the big day, administration will finally let you tackle a biologically enhanced subject for your next assignment! I know this may come off as a surprise for you, so I'll give you a briefing: You will be put in charge of Test Chamber 15 in the Golden Hills Research Facility. (Let's refer to these as 'TC-15' and 'GoldenHillsRF' respectively, for easier communication.) TC-15 is a chamber that makes use of metallic panels and robotic arms to shift according to the needs of your research, this feature is present in the ceiling, floor and all but one of it's walls, the last wall is all glass so that your test subject is always in view. You may use these features at your discretion, but administration recommends you try and use them to acommodate your test subject to avoid emotional stress. This means giving them furniture, entertainment, changing the lighting of the room, deploying foods and drinks, and in the event your subject craves human interaction you may need to turn on the lights in your work area so that they may see you behind the glass. Finally, I must know what you're willing to work with, each one of you may give your preferences on what kind of subject you wanna test, this means: - Age (We cannot go below 18) - Appearance (Hair color, body type, etc.) - Needs (This will dictate what kind of enhancements have been done to your subject, their bladder, bowel capacity and sensitivity wether those will even be relevant, wether they are more or less susceptible to a mental break, etc.) - Name (This isn't exactly necessary according to administration, but I reckon it would help make this assignment a lot less disturbing to both you and the subject if we could address them by a nickname rather than a number.) The objectives of your assignment will be different depending on the choices you make. If you're confused about anything regarding this announcement, do feel free to ask right here on the terminal you're viewing this on. ~ Your supervisor, Tenta. *Remember, I'll add tags to this work according to the Needs we decide on!*
  6. Version 29.10.2021

    2,493 downloads

    This is my mod to the classic game Melissa Explains it All. It began as a couple of tweaks to @ForgetAboutMe's 4.2 but since then grew into its own thing. Key features: The game returns to its roots as one strictly focused on female desperation/wetting with your date as a star of the show. All features and content not in line with this vision was removed (ex. Player Bladder feature, male desperation events, the ability to ditch your girl in favor of random NPCs); The game recognizes its nature as a desperation sandbox, rather than forcing you into a goal of getting your date in bed with a full bladder; New diuretic system - each drink now has a certain diuretic value which influences how fast her bladder fills up, with the value adding up for multiple different drinks and decaying over time; New Buddy Favor system - added replayability in the form of one of the additional 12 possible scenarios before the date, each having a meaningful impact over the gameplay and narrative; Break the Seal feature - the option to simulate her muscle exhaustion by lowering her bladder capacity by 10% every time she pees or wets herself; New content and events, such as the holding challenge (replaces the drinking game), the ability to pull over at the gas station for her to the use the toilet, the ability to see her peeing outside one of the major venues and others; The girls are different from one another not only in terms of bladder capacity, but also shyness, attraction and how much they can drink; And more!
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  7. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    ~~ Happy Easter! ~~ What? I don't know what she's talking about! I would never padlock her into her bunny costume so she can't pee right before she goes out on stage to perform for the next two hours!
  8. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Well, this one popped up out of nowhere --- 3 years already?! Speaking of, I'm actually a bit behind on releasing some public images (as well as getting back to... quite a few people). So expect to see some new stuff here pretty soon!
  9. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    Cha-ching! That's a whole $50 you can spend on something that isn't a toilet! "Bottle-up, buttercup!" Because, I don't know about you guys, but my sims don't just get to pee! I'll get them screaming desperate and see if they can make the quarter-mile run off-lot to a shop or something before it's too late! Otherwise, they have to hold it in until their next shift at work!
  10. "Gwen...!" Haydee whispered shakily, holding herself. Her bladder was so full that she couldn't stand up straight. Gwen didn't respond, and continued looking through the shelves for something to buy. "Gwen!" she whispered a little louder, squeezing her crotch and rubbing her thighs together. "What?" she replied, sounding annoyed. "I have to go...!" "I know. We both do. Remember? We pee'd at the same time, drank the same amount, and we waited the same..." "No! I mean, I'm just not..." she stuttered, intimidated by her friend's critical, confident look. She lowered her voice even more. "I can't... I have to pee really bad! I need to..." She squirmed, discomfort pulsing intensely in her lower belly. "Can we please go to the bathroom?" "In a minute," Gwen said, turning back to the shelves. She was looking at plushes, pretending like her own bladder wasn't about to explode. Her jeans were so tight around her bulging belly. It was killing her. "Oooh, I have to peeee..." Haydee whined, unable to keep still. A spike in urgency forced her to jolt her butt back, doubling over and digging her fingers into her nearly squirting privates. She jumped and writhed around madly, trying not to piss on herself. She made awkward eye contact with a passing stranger as she did it, turning a deep shade of red and wholeheartedly supressing her desire to move like that, but her trembling body still jerked and squirmed uncontrollably. This went on for a while. Haydee would beg for permission to go to the bathroom and be bluntly denied. Suddenly, Gwen gasped, steeling every muscle in her body as a strong spurt of piss shot out of her and dripped down her pant leg, dampening the front of her underwear. Her need to urinate was seriously bad. Her urinary sphincter was on fire. She was about to say she needed to get to the bathroom fast, but upon second thought, she couldn't be the one to ask. She wanted to keep true to this dynamic her and Haydee were playing out. Next to her, her friend was writhing madly when she wasn't jumping around. Haydee's bladder felt like a solid rock weighing heavily in her lower belly. "How do you feel, Haydee?" Gwen asked, her voice sounding strained. "I gotta go bad," she whimpered, unable to keep still even for a second. "Everyone keeps looking at me..." "Mm...!" she grunted, pressing her thighs together and leaning her hands on her knees. "H-how do you feel?" "Fine," Gwen answered quickly. Haydee winced. "I have to gooo-ohh my god!" urine tried to force its way out, filling her urethra, kept in only by her squeezing fingers. Her squirming was frantic. "I'm about to leeeak...!" Gwen's breathing was careful, as were her movements. There was so much urine inside the poor girl, constricted around the middle by her tight waistband. Every step hurt. She silently begged Haydee to ask to go to the bathroom again. She needed it bad. If she didn't go soon, she was worried she'd have an accident. Haydee was worried about having an accident, too, but was fairly confident in any bathroom requests being denied. It was a pretty long time before she asked again. She dribbled, lurching forward and dropping to her knee, digging her heel into her vagina and rubbing her crotch madly. "Ohh please, can we go..." she muttered. "What?" Gwen said, standing almost doubled over from the huge discomfort in her lower belly. Her kidneys had started to ache, too. "Can we go to the bathroom?" she clarified. Gwen pretended to think about it. "Yeah, let's go. Before you piss yourself." The desperate pair hobbled to the bathrooms and entered the same stall together. Haydee yanked her belt loose and started pulling her pants down. "I'm going first," Gwen declared, stepping in front of the bowl. Haydee squeaked and moved aside, grabbing desperately at herself and bobbing up and down. Gwen pulled her tight pants and underwear down to her knees, jerking her thighs toward each other and clenching her urinary muscles as hard as she could, trying really hard not to let it out prematurely. "You have to do it like this," she said, then angled her hips out and pulled her pussy up with her pointer and middle fingers as she let a hard, jet-like stream shoot out of her and into the toilet bowl. Her legs almost buckled from the relief. "Ohhh my goddd," she moaned, the euphoric sensation of relief washing over her. Haydee watched miserably, cradling her bulging bladder with the hand that wasn't squeezing her pussy. She was in complete agony, the unbearable urge to urinate no longer coming at her in waves and instead staying at a constant, screaming intensity. Her urethra was spasming. "Hurryyyyy...!" she whined, feeling like she was about to cry. As she pissed, Gwen felt a pocket of gas move to the end of her rectum, taking advantage of the relaxation of her muscles. She pushed it out like a quack. Haydee was too distracted by her dire need to void her painfully overfull bladder to even notice. It felt like she was going to explode. A three second leak seeped out of her, causing her to grip herself and fall against the wall of the stall, desperately holding her piss in with all the strength she had. Gwen's stream squirted to an end. She slowly and casually wiped herself with no regard to Haydee's desperate situation, who was writhing around and jolting her hips around, her screaming bladder threatening to empty itself into her jeans. "Let me go, pleasee!" she begged, shouldering Gwen to the side as she stepped in front of the bown, frantically yanking her pants down. "Jeez!" Gwen commented, pulling hers up. "I've never- how do I-" Haydee was interrupted by her body suddenly letting it out in a small leak, dribbling directly onto her underwear and pants. "Ahh- ohh-" she tried to angle her hips and pull her pussy lips to aim it into the toilet, but when it didn't work, she resorted to squeezing her vagina and doubling over, painfully plugging her direly overfull bladder. "You've got to pee harder than that," Gwen said. "You can't be dribbling. It's got to have some force." "Oh my god!" she whined, pulling her shoe off and one of her legs completely out of her pants. "Why did you do that?" "I don't want to pee on myself any more!" she hurriedly angled her hips and spread her pussy lips, letting a stream out that began by pattered onto the bathroom floor. "Nnh--" she whimpered, pushing and angling further. It eventually gained the strength to make it to the toilet bowl, but it wasn't the neat jet her friend had. It was a gushing torrent that splattered messily all over the front of the toilet bowl and dripped down her legs. There was a simultaneous leak dripping directly down to the floor, her pants, and her feet. "Oh, god!" she groaned, her body thanking her graciously for the relief, but she was making such a mess. It felt like she was going to piss forever. When it finally died down, it came out as a pretty strong stream falling into her pants for a solid few seconds. "Fuckkk..." Haydee was miserable. She had no change of clothes. Gwen slapped her ass. "Hey, cheer up. Sometimes it happens." She gently pulled her pants back up, cringing at the warm fabric sticking to her thighs. They were completely soaked. It was an apparent full-blown accident, and she reeked of urea. An abundance of awkward looks kept her a deep shade of red as they left the store.
  11. Jailor Eckman

    female Page 38

    From the album: Off-Limits!

    I upload these early for my patrons, if you are interested!
  12. The premise is simple. A girl in a cage in the middle of a public area. She is being punished for something, which I’ll leave to you guys to decide. The cage is equipped with bathroom, but the door to the bathroom is controlled by the crowd (you). You, the crowd, also have control over privacy curtains around the cage and bathroom that can be opened or closed at your command. You may also control just about anything else you can think of, so feel free to get creative with your responses. Now then, there are a few things we need to decide before we continue. 1. What is the girl’s name? 2. What is she being punished for? 3. How full is her bladder when she first gets put into the cage? (X/100)
  13. Imagine a world where everyone had to have a permit card that let them into the bathroom a set number of times per day. This is what I’ve come up with so far, might add to it in the future. Permit Cards Info: Everyone is issued a Toilet Permit card by the Department of Restroom Regulation that will admit them into the bathroom a limited number of times per day. Average citizen has 3 permissions per day. High status and those with medical exceptions have 5 permissions per day. Cleaning staff have unlimited permissions. Daily number of permissions may be increased as reward or decreased as punishment. In cases requiring further disciplinary action permissions may be revoked entirely for a certain period of time. Excluding rare cases and instances of individual or family enforcement, the above does not apply to toilets within private residences. Swipe card for entrance at door to bathroom or stall. If the cardholder has available toilet permissions: light turns green and the door will unlock. If the cardholder does NOT have available toilet permissions: light turns red and the door will remain locked. If the cardholder's toilet permission has been revoked due to disciplinary action: light turns red, door remains locked, and alarm will sound to alert authorities to someone attempting to violate terms of punishment. Who can submit changes to an individual's daily number of permissions? Parents or guardians of those under the age of legal adulthood. School officials such as Principal, Vice-Principal, Dean, Head Master, etc. Teachers may request changes, but they need to be approved by a higher up. Employers The Disciplinary Committee of the Department of Restroom Regulation. Accidents In the workplace: A lack of control over one's bodily functions is considered unprofessional behavior and should be dealt with as such. If the individual works in an environment in which remaining in soiled clothes could be potentially hazardous to the health of others (such as food service or the medical field), then they are permitted to clean up and change clothes. If the individual does not work in an above stated environment, then they are not permitted to clean up or change clothes. This ensures that they take responsibility for their actions and the resulting consequences, as well as encourages improved behavior in the future. Misuses and penalties Swiping your card to allow another individual into a restroom or loaning your permit to another individual: Penalty minimum 2 week revocation of all permit permissions for both parties. Being in possession of another individual’s permit: Penalty up to 6 month revocation of all permit permissions. Making and/or selling fake permits: Penalty up to 1 year revocation of all permit permissions. Theft of a permit from another individual: Penalty up to 3 year revocation of all permit permissions. Hacking or otherwise deliberately damaging the Restroom Regulation and Toilet Permit system: Only one individual has ever attempted a system hack. The Disciplinary Committee chose his sentence to set an example in the hopes of preventing any future similar offenses; he was stripped of all toilet permissions (including in his home and other private residences) for life.
  14. Ace warning: contains oral sex and intercourse Long time reader, first time author. Hope this is okay. O Before P “C’mon, I’ve been holding it all day! When are you gonna let me pee?!” she whines. “Not for a while yet… you know how much I love to watch you squirm” comes his reply. “I like to hold but this is getting crazy. No, not getting crazy, it was crazy hours ago!” She sighs as she rocks back and forth sitting on her knees, one hand rubbing her crotch through her panties. After a brief silence, she scoots closer to the couch where he is seated and runs a hand slowly up his thigh. “If I make you cum will you let me go?” He doesn’t answer. She slides his boxers down freeing his stiffening cock as the smirk on his face turns into a sly grin. Looking into his eyes she asks “What do you say? You get your release and I get mine?” “Deal. You can pee after I cum. But not a moment sooner!” Wasting no time she strokes his dick with one hand while holding herself with the other. She spits on the tip and spreads it around with her thumb. “I know exactly how you like it. I’ll be peeing in no time.” “I don’t think so. I’ll be doing some holding back of my own.” Confident in her ability she chuckles and delicately licks the length of his shaft before taking it into her mouth, massaging his balls with one hand and stroking him with the other. So turned on, he tenses his thighs and digs his fingers into the seat cushions, and tries to think of anything but the beautifully bursting woman in front of him, wishing to prolong her bladder torture. Suddenly she stops, lets out a gasp and holds herself inside her panties, rocking side to side with frenetic energy. She stays this way for a minute before regaining her composure. "Did you leak?” "… No. I don’t think so. Maybe a little.” She continues to rub herself, in equal parts for pleasure and to keep her bladder under control. With the worst of her urge past, she stands up and takes off her panties. “Woah! Just look at you!” he exclaims. Nineteen hours and numerous beverages separate her from her last pee break, and every bit of it shows, her belly so round and swollen. A concerned look appears on her face as she looks down and traces the outline of her bladder with her fingers. “I seriously *have* to go. You really won’t let me? Please??” Standing there in awe, he had never seen her so full before. “No. We had a deal.” Overcome with lust and no longer satisfied being a passive recipient, he slowly enters her from behind, giving her time to acclimate before thrusting, gently at first before picking up the pace. “Anngn! Hnnn!!” she moans through clenched teeth in a combination of pleasure, pain and excitement. He stops for a moment, reaching around to feel her bowling ball of a bladder, giving it a light squeeze. “Ahh! Stop!” A two-second jet of pee splatters noisily onto the floor. “Naughty girl!” he gives her ass a couple spanks and resumes thrusting. “Hrrrrn! Hnngh. Bubb…. Buh— Bubblegum! BUBBLEGUM!” He immediately stops and pulls out. “I can’t take it anymore!!” A couple more quick blasts hit the floor. Running as fast as you can with a boner, he fetches a jug from the restroom. “Wait! We have to measure this!!” He holds the container under her and she immediately begins to pee. And pee. And pee. As her stream finally lets up, she takes the container from him and lowers herself to the floor on all fours. Moments later, she resumes peeing, almost as forcefully as before. Finally empty, she lays on her back and rubs her lower belly. “Phew!” “You okay?” “Yeah” she says, a little out of breath. “Let’s see… just a hair under 1.9 liters! No wonder your belly was so big. Imagine that, half a gallon of piss inside you.” “I don’t have to imagine it, I’m still feeling it!” “Ouch. Did I go too far?” “No, you’re okay. I could have stopped you sooner.” “You’re incredible babe.” “So are you. But I’m not sure I want to take it that far again” “Noted.” He helps her up off the floor. “Now, where were we?” she says with a wink.
  15. From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    She's a good girl! She's a good girl! She's a good girl!... but is she as good as it would feel to pee on her owner's rug? Her frantic squirming and pawing at the carpet seem to indicate as much. But what if that date's going a little too well --- and her owner won't be back until tomorrow?
  16. TW/CW: This contains brief mentions of sexual abuse (no descriptions, no incidents in the plot). Plot summary: Government of unnamed country decides to fight against sex crime in a new, controversial way, introducing an electronic underwear lock for cisgender men and AMAB* non-binaries (although I'm going to use "men" for easier writing as I'm not fluent enough in English - sorry!). It can be unlocked only under shower, in a bathtub, while sitting on a toilet or in special designated areas. There's also device that allows to unlock other person's lock for sex, but it registers every use, so when it's used improperly, it gets deactivated for certain amount of time (depending of misuse's severity). People who commit certain type of crimes get more restrictions and limits with every incident. *AMAB - assigned male at birth I'm not an English native speaker, but I hope it's enjoyable enough to read. :) Let me know if you're interested in continuation or it's better as an one-shot concept only. ________________________ 1. EUL introduction After trying more reasonable - and unsuccessful - methods in war against sex crimes, government eventually voted in favour of controversial bill, commonly known among citizens as "the cock lock law". It made mandatory for every man to wear an electronic underwear lock (EUL), requiring a special unlocking unit to access one's genitals. There has been a huge riot against it, but government was rigid, forcing unwilling men to cooperate by brute force. Newly created police department, mockingly called "Cockblockers", had right to check on men's privates and use physical means to bring any unsecured citizen down to the nearest locking facility. "The cock lock law" was fair in its ridiculousness and even tourists had to obey it, making EUL equally needed as passport or visa. Every attempt to remove or modify EUL triggered a loud, characteristic alarm, which was impossible to mute until police unit had reset it. Government had spent a lot of money on free toilet renovations for every household and public toilet, making sure every man had an accessible toilet nearby. Renovated toilets were equipped with USB-like cord that allowed to deactivate EUL for as long as one's was sitting on a seat. Of course there were attempts to lengthen the cord, trick EUL into thinking it's connected, weight a seat to imitate sitting position while still standing or making deals with other people to use their unlocking devices, but developers had reacted quickly and every way to cheat was eventually blocked. There was increasing number of vandalism though - some individuals purposely damaged both main and back-up cords to make sure toilet was inaccessible for anyone with EUL. This led to growing anxiety among wearers and forced government to spend more on maintenance. There was an idea for emergency kit that would allow men to urinate in case of broken unlocking unit, but it was yet to be developed. Since EUL was intended to prevent sexual assault, it had a significant impact on men's sexual life. After sexologists and psychologists advocated for a way to allow men masturbate without other person's unlocking device, every wearer had been allowed to pick a "self-care spot" in privacy of their home and call for technicians to install additional unlocking station. Trying to keep balance between keeping men in healthy, non-frustrated condition and making sure excessive masturbation won't encourage either looking for gradually stronger stimulants or avoiding healthy sex relationships, government allowed for only one "self-care session" every day. EUL covered only genitals, so many men got interested in anal toys, which eventually led to being more open about anal play and increased pegging popularity. Pegging became a common one night stand sex, which allowed women to enjoy sex without removing EUL for their own safety. Men-loving-men communities had it a bit hard, because usually both of participants had penises and thus both of them had to deal with unlocking their partner. If their partner misbehaved, their device could be deactivated or taken away, even if they later wanted to unlock different person. This caused a new occupation to be born - sex offenders that had no problem with being punished by law, exposed cheating husbands and boyfriends by causing deactivation of their device. To encourage good behaviour government decided to use more punishments than rewards. Sex crime definition became insanely strict, making even a slight mistake an excuse to register someone as sex offender. Things like catcalling, continuing to flirt or send messages after phrase "I'm not interested in a sexual or romantic relationship with you" or sending an infamous "dick pic" were illegal. First-time sex offenders' unlocking area would be restricted to non-public toilets and bathrooms, which meant they could use their own or their friend's restroom, but had no access to toilets registered as public ones, including those at work, college or restaurant. Places like campuses or hostels were required to keep at least one bathroom for registered sex offenders only, which was the only toilet they had access to as well. While innocent men and first-time offenders had their unlocking times unlimited, recidivists were limited to less and less unlocking times with every new incident. This was made mostly to discourage them from further abuse, but also made them stay home more often. Unlocking times were a joined amount for either showering, urinating or masturbation, so - excluding showers, when they could do all of these activities at once - they were forced to choose which they had been needing more. Social disapproval for desperate men had began as they were suspected to be a sex offender with restricted unlocking time or area. Being seen desperate meant an instant gossip and troubles with getting a date. Some men spent a lot of time training their bladders at home just to avoid this stigma. Adult diapers became prescription item, making it unavailable for average man after sex offenders used them as a way to cheat on their unlocking limits. Doctors were concerned, but no awareness campaign had changed this situation. Men just had to learn how to live in this new, weird world.
  17. A/N: Starring my OTP, Cyborg and Grid. Enjoy! "W-where am I...?" Cyborg woke up unable to move. His sight not yet clear, the poor teen titan groaned as he shook himself in an attempt to break free. But to no avail. Eventually, as his vision sharpened more and more, Cyborg could make out his surroundings. He was a few feet off the ground in a dark laboratory of sorts. He also realized his groans sounded a bit muffled, like something was blocking his mouth. That's when he heard the unmistakeable cackle of his arch-nemesis, Grid. "You are beneath me, Cyborg!" he snarled, reiterating something he'd said so many times before. But only this time, Cyborg began to genuinely believe his enemy's words. There was nothing he could do to escape his restraints, which had him confined to the wall Grid had tied him to. Cyborg tried to issue a muffled cry in response. Grid simply laughed at his gagged captive's pathetic vocalization and continued with his monologue. "By the end of this procedure, your shivering, frail self shall collapse with no way to recover, and your body will be in my hands," he said. He suppressed a laugh, and then took a few steps toward the weak Cyborg. "Let's get right to it," he mocked. Soon enough, Cyborg was unbound from the wall, only to be bound to a chair in another part of the room. His mouth still covered, poor Cyborg felt useless as his cybernetic powers were almost impossible to utilize in this predicament, and struggled against resigning to his fate of lending Grid his body. At that moment, Grid strutted into the room, his chest up haughtily. He cleared his throat, and then he huffed as he snapped his fingers. Cyborg was directed towards Grid's mechanical, skull-like visage. "If you disobey," Grid warned Cyborg, "you shall experience severe repercussions which will not allow you to live another day." A brief moment of silence passed, and then Grid resumed. "Now," said the sentient cybernetic system, "forget everything and pay attention to me, and me alone; lay back and close your eyes, let your mind drift away." Cyborg hesitated, but he did as he was told, as there was nothing inherently bad about it. His head, which he was ever so trying to clear until he was in peace, lay against the headrest of the chair obediently and his eyes were shut. Grid clenched his left hand into a fist and aimed it between Cyborg's legs, laughing to himself. Suddenly, Cyborg felt an onset of pressure grow in his bladder like a weight ton sitting dormant on his pelvis. As the sensation pressed down on his lower region more and more, Cyborg grimaced and couldn't help trying to squirm a bit. However, he didn't want anything to leak. So he relaxed his muscles, save for his continuously tightening bladder muscle, and tried to remain perfectly still. A few agonizing seconds passed, and then Cyborg decided he couldn't take it anymore. His eyes opened, bloodshot, and he tried as hard as he could to sit up in the chair he was tied to. "Grid..." Cyborg said as best as he could with his mouth taped. Suddenly, he realized it was Grid that was causing him to feel like he had a full bladder. Risking repercussion, Cyborg angrily looked Grid in the grill. "I can control you," Grid taunted, trying to intimidate Cyborg. "I will make your urinary urgency so strong, you would do anything to escape the discomfort and pain. Unless you are able to suffer the humiliation of urinating, of course." During this, Grid continued to increase Cyborg's need to go. Cyborg felt hell raising in his privates; a flow of urine rushing through, and trying so hard to break free from, his bladder. But, of course, Cyborg held it in, as he didn't want even further torment. Eventually, the pressure became too painful for Cyborg. One more minute like this, and it was going to explode. So Cyborg closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and let it all go naturally. A stream of urine came pouring out of Cyborg's bottom, soaking the chair he was in. The steel sentinel had no regrets about it. He needed to find a way to end his misery. Grid watched the puddle of urine form at the bottom of the drenched chair and chuckled. "I knew you were going to do it," he said quite mockingly. He strode over to the heavily relieved hybrid and tore the piece of tape gagging him off his mouth. "Why would you do that to me?" said Cyborg as he found himself able to speak again. "For my amusement. We're not done yet." Cyborg gasped as even more trouble awaited him. He'd already went through that painstaking experience of holding his urine; what more could Grid possibly have in store for him? He was about to find out...
  18. Premise: An alpha of unspecified gender is making their male omega hold his pee all through their sexual activity. The omega really has to go but he is really into his alpha dominating him and torturing his poor little bladder, so he submits.... All you need to know about this variation of omegaverse is that male omegas have a vaginal opening between their penis and anus. Instead of testicles, they have kind of a large, fleshy vulva area, a bit more pronounced than a real world female vulva. Female alphas (if that's what you read the alpha as) have an anatomy that typically resembles women in real life, but they're a bit taller, and when aroused, their clitorises extend to penetrate- and because they're alphas, they're BIG and they can knot. Male alphas (again, if that's what you read the alpha as) are your standard omegaverse male alphas. Big dicks, knotting and whatnot. >>> "Just keep sucking" The omega did as his alpha commanded from his kneeling position. His bladder ached for relief but nonetheless, he continued to service his alphas hard, pulsating length. With his hands, he squeezed on his own little omega cock through his pants between his legs, fidgeting as he did so. He was trying to ease his dire need to piss. Despite his desperation though, he was awfully aroused. His opening was throbbing and wet, while his dick was stiff between his fingers. "Just like that.." the alpha let out a low moan as they began to move their hips back and forth, dominating their omegas mouth and throat, "take my cock..." After several minutes of thrusting, pleasure, growing arousal and an increasing need for bladder relief, the alpha pulled out entirely and stepped back. "Stay," they commanded with a sadistic smirk. The omega whimpered but obeyed, as he squeezed himself tighter. The pair was outdoors, in a rather secluded area. They were on a camping trip to get some alone time. Stepping back just a few feet, the alpha adjusted their clothing appropriately before letting out a powerful stream of hot piss. It was the early evening and the weather was cool, so you could even see steam coming from it. The alpha moaned in relief and pleasure as they continued their extremely long and hard piss, greatly teasing their omega who wasn't yet allowed to set free his own stream. The alpha was still very much erect and even had the tiniest hint of a knot forming. The omega wondered if he was in for a good, hard fuck after this. As much as he desperately had to go, his arousal was strong and ever growing, and he was hopeful to have it relieved by his alpha. His question was answered as soon as the alphas stream finally started to die down. Kicking their pants away completely and quickly removing the rest of their clothes, the alpha was quick to get their omega on his back, quickly removing his clothes also, hungry to be inside of him. The omega was panting, both with arousal, and the dire need to let go of his pee. The hands squeezing his penis were replaced by just one of his alphas. They just squeezed the tip between their thumb and forefinger to keep his straining urethra from leaking out any fluid. With one hard thrust, the alphas huge cock was all the way inside their omegas dripping wet opening. The omega gasped in shock at how sudden it was. The alpha, still pinching his tip, leaned down to suckle his neck as he began thrusting back forth, quickly picking up pace. The omegas bladder could hardly take the pressure of being fucked. His alpha pressing their body down into his wasn't helping, nor was the increase in speed and their growing knot; but as much as it hurt, it felt incredible. The more his alpha thrust into him, the more he needed to be filled with their knot, and with their hot cum; but GOD did he desperately need to release his bladder! The pressure of what was happening was already agony; being stuffed full with a swollen alpha knot and filled with their cum was a terrifying thought, and right now, there was nothing this omega wanted more. >>> So this is what I've written of this so far. I wrote it originally a few years ago when I was really into omegaverse- I do still enjoy it; I was just more into it back then after first discovering it. Its funny though, because this story takes place between a male omega and an alpha of unspecified gender when usually, I'm more into f/f stuff. Anyway though, I remembered this story and decided to have a go at rewriting it, because I've started writing again, which is something I haven't done in a while. Specifically, I want to start doing erotic short stories. I think it would be really cool to make little digital books out of them, with some accompanying artwork, and with my background in graphic design, I can lay them out to look really nice as well. I'm not a particularly great writer, but I'm certainly not bad, and I think they would make some good editions to my Etsy store hehe Anyway, what do you guys think of this one so far? I'm also working on a piece where a forty year old psychologist tries to spice up her sex life by joining an anonymous sex club and encounters a younger woman who gives her the best orgasms she's ever experienced- it's actually turning out to be longer and have more exposition than I was originally planning, but I'm enjoying it nonetheless- that ones not an omo piece though hehe
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