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  1. Over the course of three days, I have submitted all control of my bladder to my dom. It’s been a religious experience to say the least. I’ve felt everything from pain and anger that I could not release to the gentle pleasure of a throbbing bladder. I’ve pushed my body to its limits with the help of my dom. On the first day I was encouraged to drink as much as possible while holding. My first harsh hold controlled by someone else ever. I did not think I was going to make it. I begged and begged for permission to release, and was repeatedly told “not yet.” When I was finally allowed to release, it was the best piss I’ve ever peed. It felt so good as I felt my urethra sting while it came out. Pure bliss. On the second day, I did two holds. The first of which I was pushed to the extreme so that I could measure my bladder capacity. After hours of painful torment and bladder spasms, I was finally allowed to release into a measuring cup. My output was 800ml and my dom was very proud of me. I then showered and was allowed to release as I pleased, but after my shower I started a second hold. The previous release felt so good that I was finally excited about holding. I was eager to fill my bladder again, craving the feeling of being full and bursting. I downed several drinks, including a cup of tea to get my bladder back to its full capacity. As I was reporting to my dom the status of my bladder, he stopped responding and it occurred to me that he had fallen asleep. There was no one to beg, and I was on my own. Forced to hold until I went to bed. I was shocked at my perseverance on my own. I finally felt good about being full. More confident about holding. I held for several hours before finally releasing on my way to bed. In the morning, when I woke up, I had messages of approval from my dom. I had succeeded in holding again. This is now day three, and I feel confident in my abilities to hold. I’ve been ruined forever. I can’t get enough of being full and not having control of my bladder. Being obedient to someone who has taken away my right to the most basic human bodily function. And it is sacrificial. It is glorious. It is religious. I am desperate to pee. And it is beautiful.
  2. Lia left work, and before heading home, decided she wanted to go get something to drink from a nearby coffee shop. She was slim, irregularly short, and large-bosomed with long black hair trimmed off in the bangs. As she walked in, the barista recognized her, and perked up “Lia!! stopping by again I see, the usual?” ”Actually, I’m feeling adventurous today. Get me one of those raspberry iced refreshers on the sign out front.” She replied. ”On it!” Within a moment’s notice, Lia had received her drink, which was admittedly larger than anticipated. Despite that, she had managed to completely finish it before even getting home. ”Ugh whats the holdup? This stupid road hasn’t moved in like 5 minuuutes-“ She mumbled, just after sucking the last of her drink out of the cup and swallowing the ice that had been chilling it. Traffic was abhorrently slow and Lia began getting impatient, so she quickly got off the road to find a detour to her apartment complex. Luckily, this wasn’t too challenging, and the route her navigator spat out was maybe 5 minutes longer than having stayed on the highway. As the rough, bumpy, backroad teased her ever so slightly, Lia became aware of an urge to use the restroom. The longer this car ride grew, the worse this feeling became known to her. She finally arrived at the apartment complex, and skipping going to her room, decided just to use the lobby restroom. She hurriedly walked in and used her keycard to get access to the toilets- she picked the middle stall, and sat down to pee. Before she could release, however, a voice chimed up. “Stop.” ”Huh What?” Lia replied. ”I said stop. Pull your panties back up.” The voice was young, not any older than Lia’s, but had an authoritative tone than seemingly called Lia in to obey it’s instruction. “Might I ask why?” Lia obliged, pulling her underwear back up to waist level. ”I want to teach you something important- about yourself. but it requires you listen and follow my every command.” Lia was unsure why she felt so comfortable with this stranger, but she listened and let out a simple “okay?” ”Good. From now on, you will refer to me as Ma’am and nothing else. Is that understood?” ”Yes ma’am” Lia murmured. “Good Girl. Now. I want you to take this.” From outside the stall, an insanely large half gallon water bottle was handed over. Lia took it. ”Start drinking.” ”But-“ ”Drink.” Lia contemplated her choice but decided once again, for no reason in particular, to listen to the stranger. ”Y-Yes ma’am.” She began drinking from the bottle. “Stop once you reach the lines on the bottle.” Lia continued drinking, a more than significant amount, until the water level reached the lines. Her urge to pee was growing ever faster. “I need to uhm- pee, ma’am?” Lia said half-tone. ”Good. Hold it in. Keep your panties pulled up.” ”but I’ve gotta-“ ”Remember who’s in charge here. You listen and obey, and I show you where you belong.” ”Y—yes ma’am.” A tear formed in Lia’s eye. She for some reason felt impacted by that response. She chose to continue following her directions in order to not receive another reprimanding. Deep down, however, a part of Lia enjoyed this. She had never been into women, or any of what she was doing for that matter, but it felt- good. The hand once again reached over. ”Put this on.” Lia reached out and took an unfamiliar piece of fabric, before realizing what it was. The stranger wanted Lia blindfolded. ”Yes Ma’am.” Lia said, applying the blindfold. ”Now unlock the stall door.” Lia hesitated, but knowing what happened last time she talked back she slowly felt around the door to the lock and unlocked it. ”Good Girl. Ooooohhhh! You are quite the specimen!!” Fingers brushed through Lia’s hair. A second hand found its way down her chest, stopping at her lower abdomen. By this point, Lia REALLY needed to pee. ”I’ll give you a choice.” The stranger said, lightly pressing her hand into Lia’s bladder. “You drink the rest of that bottle, or I give you a more- special drink.” Lia, reminded of the amount of water left, and already squirming from the pressure, begrudgingly let out “Ill take the special drink- do I get to know what it is?” ”Remember- Do as I say and answer my questions, don’t ask anything else unless you want to be treated even worse.” The stranger reprimanded, “Now lets try that again. The Water, or my Special Drink?” ”Your special drink, ma’am.” ”Good Girl.” Lia heard intense shuffling, which seemed to rise upwards. Two hard rubber heels placed themselves around Lia’s legs on the toilet seat. “I am going to pour it in, okay?” “Open wide.” Lia obliged. Something brushed by Lia’s face and a familiar sound began- before Lia recognized the sound, a liquid hit her tongue. It was fast, warm, and a sweet yet ammoniac flavor that she was simultaneously enjoying and revolted by. Lia realized the sound- the familiar hissing, the hot steamy liquid. She was getting urinated in. Her mouth was nearly full of the liquid when she realized she couldn’t just let it overflow. She chokingly swallowed this woman’s steaming hot, sweet, golden liquid and felt a sort of relief as it shot down her throat. She continued swallowing, as fast as she could, but her mouth seemingly filled up faster and faster after each gulp. A hand found its way to Lia’s scalp, gripping her hair and slowly pulling her head to face upwards. Small amounts of pee splashed out onto her face. The stream just seemed to get stronger and stronger, and Lia had no choice but to drink all of the pee. She couldn’t breathe- she was losing her ability to keep swallowing and could feel it trickling on her face. Somehow, this pressed something deep down in Lia. She was turned on by this disgusting display. As Lia became ever closer to choking, the hot flow began to slow down. She gulped the last few bits and the stream seemingly stopped. Lia gasped for air, and the stranger laughed a girly, giggly laugh. Before Lia knew it, the hand gripped her scalp, pulled her head back, and released one final torrent of hot steamy pee all over her face. “Oh boy, that left my lady bits a little messy, too bad the stalls out of toilet paper.” “I guess this pathetic little toilet slave will have to clean me up.” She pulled Lia’s head in, pressing her face agains the stranger’s wet, pee-covered pussy. ”Lick. It’s not just gonna clean itself.” Lia started licking. Cleaning up as much of the lady’s pee as she could, as the hand gripped her hair tighter and rubbed her against the pussy. Lia had forgotten of the suffering in her own bladder, only reminded of the coming flood by a sudden and painful pang in her lower chest. She could barely hold it. Lia let out a loud moan, while being forced into submission. She felt gross but was simultaneously in love with everything happening. She loved serving as this stranger’s toilet. Uncontrollably, a few drops fell from Lia’s crotch into her grey panties. a visible dark spot appeared. She panicked and clenched as tight as she could. The stranger took notice to this, and gripped her hand around Lia’s throat, tilting her head up in the process. “Listen here. I didn’t tell you you could let go, did I?” ”I didn’t mean to-“ ”DID I?” ”No, m-ma’am.” Lia heard the crunching of the water bottle and suddenly it was pressed against her lips. “Drink. This is your punishment for disobeying me.” Lia began gulping down the water exactly as instructed. She knew she couldn’t object or she would be subject to a far worse torture. She finished the entire bottle, but was now unable to move or think- or do anything for that matter, because of her focus on keeping her bladder sealed off. It hurt, it pressured, Lia squirmed violently, and she loved every bit of it. A different kind of wetness also plagued her panties. A hand once again found its way to Lia’s abdomen, pressing down, and forcing small drops of pee out. Tears formed under Lia’s blindfold, scared of what her punishment would be. Two hands gripped her on both sides and pulled her up from the toilet seat. This caused an involuntary squirt of pee into her panties- they were already soaked- and Lia’s bladder was still completely full. ”Pull up your pants.” Lia obliged without saying anything. ”I am going to remove your blindfold. Do not even think about turning around to face me or I will make this far, far worse.” Lia nodded. A hand wrapped around the blindfold and she caught a glimpse of a purple acrylic nail. She didn’t have the time to think about it though, as the building pressure inside of her was leaving her shaking. ”I want you to leave the restroom, and make your way to your apartment.” ”I wont be able t-“ ”Go.” the stranger interrupted. Lia shuffled out, clenching her thighs together, unsure how she would get there in time. She walked over to the elevators. Out of Order. She was going to have to take the stairs. As Lia entered the cold, dark, stairwell, she was utterly terrified. She began pulling her way up the stairs, tiny drops of pee falling out each step. She lived on the third floor, so it shouldn’t be too long. She continued leaking pee all down her leg as she walked up to the stairs, her face red in humiliation, her hand pressed into her crotch. She moved her hand into her panties to plug her pee hole before continuing to waddle up the stairs. She reached her floor, and shuffled out down the hallway towards her apartment. She started reaching into her bag to find her keys, unsuccessfully. She couldn’t get it open with just a single hand. She clenched as hard as she possibly could, and took her hand away from her crotch to open the bag. It started leaking uncontrollably. Pee started streaming down her leg, and a perverted and disgusting smell began coming off of her. Admitting her defeat, Lia held her legs together, and submitted, releasing her hours of built up pee all over herself. It poured down her legs and soaked into her leggings, a warm, sexual sense filled her. Her hot yellow pee filling up every crevice of her pants. She shoved her hand into her underwear almost uncontrollably. The pee left her whole crotch slippery and just simply brushing past her clit left her weak at the knees. She fell to the floor, her pee now flowing not only down her legs but up her body as well, soaking into her shirt and face. Lia was humiliated. And she loved every second of it. she started running her hands all over her body, massaging her slippery, pee soaked breasts and rubbing her clit. She didn’t even care she was still in the hallway. She pulled off her pants and violently rubbed her slippery clit out in the complete open. Quicker than she ever had before, Lia came to a screaming orgasm, shaking and squirming and letting out a violent squirt of hot wet liquid all over her face and chest. She laid there for multiple minutes, soaking in her piss puddle before she heard the click of the stairwell door. She scrambled to her feet, finding her key in her now also soaked bag, and struggling to unlock her door. A figure walks up beside her and begins unlocking the door next to her. It’s her neighbor, Alicia. The sweetest and most heartfelt lady imaginable. “Everything okay Lia?” ”Yeah, Im just-“ Lia paused. She recognized something. Alicia had just gotten new nails- purple. ”Actually, Alicia, do you mind if i come into your apartment?” Lia didn’t quite know what was gonna happen next, but she was sure it was going to be a fun night.
  3. 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
  4. This is part of a fan fiction I wrote a while back. This is one chapter (The third) but the other chapters don't really fit. It works just as well as a stand alone story. The fandom is Hannibal (TV show) but regardless of if you watch the show or not, it still works. There's nothing you really need to know about the shows or the characters to read the story. It contains desperation, wetting, humiliation, and masturbation. Also Dom/Sub elements. M/F/F (Dominant female and male with a submissive female). Feedback is appreciated if you want. ****** Freddie was back at Hannibal's house for dinner that night. Mistress wasn't there. She had been under the impression Mistress would be there but she had yet to show up. Any time she tried to bring it up Hannibal changed the subject. It was just her and him for the moment. She wasn't sure how much she hated it and how much she loved it. At least if it was just the two of them she had a better chance at snooping around, and the house was huge. "Uh, sir, can I please use the bathroom?" She asked him. He looked up from his food. It had been silent til that moment but she really didn't think she had anything to say that wouldn't offend the hell out of him. She had just been answering random questions when he asked and he seemed to really be enjoying the food anyway. Not that it wasn't good but he acted like it was manna from heaven. "Yes, down the hall, to your left." He said and then sort of waved her off dismissively with his hand. Really? He was going to be that much of an idiot and trust her to find it herself? Okay then, this was all his fault. He was asking for it. She had dressed how he had told her to. Short, black, low cut cocktail dress. He had also requested she straighten her hair and tie it back. She had no idea why she was so eager to follow orders, it was possibly the orgasms he had given her so far. She hadn't seen him since the night with Mistress at the charity ball and she was going nuts. Though she was able to cum without them, no matter what she did it wasn't nearly strong enough to keep her sated. She was slowly beginning to realize they basically owned her at this point. If she wanted any leverage at all, she would have to find some dirt on one of them to use as blackmail. Though she really did have to pee, she didn't have to go that bad yet and she figured he was so into his meal he wouldn't notice if she was gone a bit longer than usual. She looked in several rooms until she found an office. Jackpot. Walking in, and shutting the door quietly behind her, she headed towards his desk. Maybe there was more information about Will Graham in there. Though that wouldn't exactly give her leverage she was overly curious with what was up with that guy. Also it was getting her more subscribers to her site which meant more money. She stepped up behind the desk and slowly started to open drawers. Everything seemed pretty bland. An appointment book, some business cards. None of this was going to help. Then she came to a locked drawer. Huh. She tugged on it a few times, nothing. Without her lock picking kit it wasn't going to come open, well that or a key. There must be a key in there somewhere. She looked around, where would he hide it? She doubted he kept it on him at all times so she was going to have to be smart about this. Her hands roamed under the bottom part of the desk for compartments or to see if anything was taped there. Nothing. Looking around she noticed framed pictures on the wall. Maybe he would hide it behind one of those. Without realizing this left her turned away from the door and unable to tell if Hannibal was coming she went for them quickly, starting to turn them to check the backs. She only looked behind the second one before she was interrupted. "I will take this to mean you didn't learn your lesson about not snooping before?" Hannibal's voice drifted towards her firmly. She quickly turned the picture around and then turned to face him. "I lost my contacts?" She asked stupidly. It was clearly a piss poor excuse but she had nothing going for her at that point. "In a room you've never stepped foot in, ever?" He asked and came towards her. She let out a small squeak and backed up, only to feel her back hit a wall in the corner of the room. "Well at least you've learned not to run from me, however we will have to work on this backing away." He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her forward and down onto her knees. She cried out. "I couldn't find the bathroom and...and you have nice art." She stammered. He was aroused, incredibly aroused. Without knowing why she started to nuzzle her face against the fabric of his pants, over the bulge, like a very lonely and affection cat would do. His breathing increased but he didn't moan. "Or you lied." He breathed. "I would like to finish my dinner now. Come with me." Her hair was grabbed again and she was led by it back to the dining room table. Now she really did have to pee, she had screwed herself over with this move. Fuck. "Okay yeah but I seriously have to pee." She said. "If it could wait long enough for you to snoop, then it can wait long enough for me to finish my food." He said. She let out a low whine but really had no choice to go with him at that point. He shoved her down into the chair she was in before. "Stay, finish your food as well, all of it. The wine too. It was expensive." "Look, sir, you don't want me drinking any more liquids at this point." She told him seriously. "I don't believe you are telling the truth. You will not leave until you finish everything set before you. Start." He said and sat down as well. Another whimper came out of her and she started to eat quickly. "No. That doesn't count. Eat properly." He snapped. "Sir I--""You have lost what little credibility you had with me before, don't tempt my wrath." He said. She bit her lip and crossed her legs tightly, the top leg swinging rather angrily as she started to eat like a 'civilized' person at a dinner party. She reached for the wine and took a small sip. Okay that definitely wasn't going to help the problem she was now facing. She looked at him and opened her mouth to ask him how serious he was. "This is not a game. Do as you're told." "Yes well there's only a certain amount of time a person can hold a full bladder." She replied. "Enough time to snoop in an office?" He asked. She grumbled under her breath that he was a bastard and started to eat again. The doorbell rang and she looked up. "That would be your Mistress. She was late with a client. Stay where you are or you will regret it." Freddie nodded and looked at the wine. Almost a full glass. She had already had a full glass before dinner and it was going through her. Alcohol always did. She would just save it until she was done with her food then chug it down. That was her best option at that point. "So Hannibal tells me you were snooping before, yes?" Mistress asked as she entered a moment later. Hannibal wasn't there, Freddie assumed he was getting food for her. "With what intent, Ms. Lounds? To humiliate one of us into doing your bidding?" "N-No Mistress I swear I was just...I couldn't find the bathroom." She lied again then almost winced when she heard how apologetic and weak she sounded. "Well, I will personally take you there when I'm finished eating. No sooner." Mistress replied. "You must finish as well." "But I don't think I--""You don't get to think. We are in charge now. You need to learn that you cannot get the upper hand and your punishment is this." She replied. Hannibal brought a plate of food in and set it down, along with a glass of wine. "My punishment is what?" She asked. Of course she was ignored at that point. Mistress started to talk to Hannibal about shit she didn't care about. Well she might have cared had she not had to concentrate on holding her piss in. She kept eating, her hands getting more and more shaky. Mistress was eating painfully slow, at that point Hannibal was just sipping his wine. Though she was sure he was smelling it more than he was drinking it. She wanted to scream, she wasn't going to make it. They weren't punishing her, unless they considered boredom a punishment. They were talking about going to the opera or something lame like that. It wasn't interesting. "Please..." She finally begged. Her legs were twisted tight and she was bent over more than usual. "Sit up. Uncross your legs, don't sit like that, it's not proper." Hannibal told her. She felt her lower lip tremble. "I probably shouldn't uncross--""Do as your told or there is no orgasm tonight." Mistress warned. Almost as if a button was pushed in her brain she sat up straight and uncrossed her legs. She pushed her knees together tightly though, tensed her thighs. This made everything a lot worse. Her fingers tapped on the table. "That's annoying. You will stop." Hannibal glared at her. "S-Sorry." She said and put her hand on her lap. After a moment she opened her legs and jammed her hand between them trying to desperately stop what would be happening very soon. They both looked at her and went back to talking. Mistress continued to eat. Freddie then realized what was going on. She wasn't going to get to go to the bathroom. Her punishment was pure humiliation as she had been trying to get the information to do the same thing to Hannibal. No. No he wouldn't. He wouldn't let her do that in his nice chair in his nice dining room while they ate. He would find that disgusting. That was unless he found her humiliation worth it. "I can't hold it any more." She breathed after another five painful minutes of them chatting about race horses or something else that was dumb. Something about horses, maybe breeding or riding them. She didn't care. "You won't like what happens if you don't." Hannibal warned. "Finish your wine." "I can't." She told him. "No, you just won't. There is a difference." Mistress told her. She felt a tear escape her eye, her legs trembling underneath her. Hannibal got up. "Finish it." He said, grabbing the glass and thrusting it in her direction. "M-Master please..." She whined, looking up at him with what must have been the most pathetic eyes ever. He looked back, his gaze was firm. With an incredibly unstable hand she reached for the glass and took it. Taking a deep breath she downed all of it in one go before he could yell at her that it was rude to drink like that. She slammed the glass down onto the table. "Done." She panted and let out a small cough. "You might want to move her." Mistress said, "It's a nice night out, we could sit out on the patio." "I would prefer her not sitting there either." Hannibal said. "No darling I said WE could sit. She can stand." Mistress smirked and stood up. She grabbed her wine and plate and headed towards the back doors opening one of them. Hannibal chuckled and grabbed Freddie by the hair. He yanked her to her feet and she screamed. Being ignored again she was pulled out onto the patio and shoved into the center of it as Hannibal and Mistress sat at the table. Mistress continued to eat, but both of them were watching her now. "Hands behind your back, feet should be shoulder width apart. Head straight, eyes cast down. Obedient." Mistress said. "You need to learn you are not the one in control and if anyone is going to be humiliated it will be you Ms. Lounds.""If I stand like that I won't have long before...""That's the point. We know." Hannibal told her and sat back. He sipped at his own glass of wine with an evil smirk, which she both hated and was severely aroused by at the same time. "Please don't make me--""This is not being forced, you are not a prisoner, you can walk out of here if you want. However, that will make our deal void and you will not get another chance to play with us. Ever." Mistress told her firmly. She let out a weak cry and then slowly got into the position they told her to be in. Fuck, she really didn't have long and they were intent on this. If they wanted to humiliate her, this was a damn good way to do it. Even worse, she found she was entirely too aroused. Though her stomach churned from the thought of what was going to happen and she was nearly dizzy with the anticipation of one of the most horribly embarrassing moments in her life as an adult, she was throbbing with arousal and aching for release. This intense humiliation was turning her on. She had no power with these people, she knew it, they knew it, and it was intoxicating. Mistress and Hannibal went back to talking but they were still looking at her. A moment later she felt it start to happen. It was slow at first as she was fighting it. There was no way she actually wanted to piss herself and so her brain was telling her body to cut it out. However, this was punishment enough and she was going to keep position and let it happen. She had to, because if she didn't get another orgasm from them tonight she was going to go insane. A small cry escaped her as she felt herself lose complete control of her bladder. She clenched her jaw, fell silent, and looked straight ahead. Her face flaring up red. She could feel the piss running down her legs, ruining her shoes and parts of her dress, soaking it. Still, she never moved from that spot. "Dirty little whore isn't she?" Mistress asked. "Yes but I rather like her like that. Never thought I'd see Freddie Lounds in such a state. I can nearly taste her embarrassment here. She must really want to orgasm tonight." Hannibal said. Though she wasn't looking at them, she could hear them just fine and feel their eyes on her. Since her eyes were cast down she could see the puddle of urine forming under her. It seemed to take forever, like this moment was frozen in time. Even though about thirty seconds later she was done it felt like a damn hour. "She can hold a lot for such a little thing. It was a good idea to move her outside." Hannibal said and pulled Mistress into a kiss. "I always have good ideas, Hannibal." She smiled and kissed him softly. She finished up her food and headed inside with her plate. Freddie was too horrified to say or do anything but stand there like she had been told. Scared that one wrong move at that point was going to get her in a lot of trouble. She felt Hannibal staring at her, until Mistress came back out with a towel. She stood in place as she was wiped down as much as possible and then Mistress was in front of her, a hand gripping her chin firmly. "Look at me." She ordered. Freddie's eyes immediately flicked upwards to meet Mistress's. "Good girl. Make yourself cum." "But you--""Uh uh uh..." She said pressing a finger to Freddie's lips. "We didn't promise we'd help you we just said you could. Now, make yourself cum." She said. "Can I at least get more clean?" She whined. "Urine is sterile you'll be fine." Hannibal said dismissively, "You may get clean after." "I'm not sure I even can after th--""Try." Mistress said and sat back down by Hannibal. The last thing Freddie wanted to do was finger fuck herself in front of these people after she had wet herself like a damn child yet, god was she ever horny. She licked her lips and hesitated. "You have thirty seconds to start or you go home with nothing." Hannibal told her. She hurried into action, maybe that was a promise of more to come if she obeyed. Hitching her dress up quickly, she slipped a hand into her panties and then two into her cunt. A very loud moan escaped her. Fuck, maybe she wouldn't need their touch. This orgasm was going to be massive. She worked her hand quickly, in front of these two perverse but amazingly controlling dominants. Her eyes flicking back and fourth between each amused face. Extremely amused, aroused, lust soaked eyes and heavy breathing. Another moan left her, her body shifted. She worked her hand faster. Who would have ever thought her own humiliation could get her to this level of pleasure? Her breathing and heart rate started to climb rapidly. Her breath hitched, as the palm of her hand pressed firmly against her clit she climaxed. Her scream was cut off in a breathless choke. Her body spasmed, her eyes rolled back in her head. Wave after wave of pleasure shook her until she was sure she'd pass out. When her vision cleared, she stumbled back, away from the mess she had left and ended up on her knees in the grass, coughing and trying to get her breath back. "Well done, pet. Have you learned your lesson about who is in charge yet?" Hannibal asked her. "Y-Yes Master...Mistress...I...I understand." She breathed trying to focus on just one spot on the grass until she could get her bearings back and maybe be able to stand up. "Good. You will be spending the night here. Entertain any more thoughts of snooping and the next punishment will be far worse." Mistress said. "I will take you inside now to get cleaned up, understood?" "Yes, Mistress." She said getting to her feet on very shaky legs. She wasn't exactly sure when she became this person, or how she had ended up such a pathetic shadow of her former self around them, but she couldn't say she hated it either.
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