“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!!!!” She stood naked in the bathtub, so desperate to pee. But she didn’t. She knew the punishment would be severe.
***
When she’d come through the door half an hour earlier, she knew she was in for a rough night. Her master had been sitting, an evil smile on his face, next to two bottle of coke that he’d filled with water. That was four litres of water. That was a whole gallon. And she knew who would be drinking it.
They’d done pee play before, but never to this extreme. She knew that, by the end of the night, she’d do anything to pee. Anything her master wanted. Still, she’d resisted when he’d forced her to drink both bottles, spitting out what she couldn’t take. He didn’t care. He’d just refilled the bottle all the way to the top and she’d whimpered. She didn’t spill a drop of the next bottle, she was so afraid of the consequences that she’d slurped down everything he’d given her.
Now she was paying the price. She was stood, completely naked, in the bathtub, busting to piss, with her master rubbing his fingers over her clit. She was squirming, wishing for nothing more than to be able to pee, but knowing that he would simply start again if she broke the rules.
“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!” She crossed her knees and wriggled away from him, jumping on the spot and shaking her hands, breathing in short bursts, trying to control the pressure that was building up.
They’d done this before, but not with this much water inside of her, she felt like a balloon as she hopped around on the spot, waiting for her masters command.
He grabbed her firmly and held her in place, pressing her against his still clothed body. He pressed hard into her bladder and she felt a wave of pleasure flood over her as she let a burst of piss, moaning as she pressed her head into his shoulder, holding onto the remainder of the torrent.
He pressed again. “Ohhhhh shittttt!!!!” She moaned as she leaked some more, getting hornier by the second, “Sir, I don’t…. Hmmph…I don’t think…” She wriggled again, trying to escape his grasp, “… I don’t think I can hold much longer…”
“You know the rules slut.” She certainly did. “When I say, you can begin maturbating, then, after you cum for me like a good little slut, you pull on the pretty little panties daddy bought you and your jeans, and then you can pee”
“Hmmm, yes Sir!” She moaned, pressing her legs together to try to stop the steady leak.
“Go!”
She started masturbating with her fingers whilst her master watched. Soon she was moaning, desperate to cum so that she could finally release all the tension that was built up inside of her.
Her breaths became short pants and the feeling of helplessness helped push over the edge. Her thigh muscles tightened as she came, and her whole body shook as she bent over, waves of pleasure flowing over her as she clamped her knees together, stopping herself from letting go. She looked up, the desperation clear in her eyes, as she continued to shake.
“Get dressed. And then you can piss.”
She didn’t have to be told twice. She grabbed her panties, pulling them on as quickly as she possible could, her master smiling at the drops leaked out of her, clear against the cotton panties.
As she pulled on her skinny jeans she moaned, frustrated that she couldn’t pull them on quicker.
She did up the buttons, she had been punished for not doing this before, and was about to let the pressure rush out of her when her master spoke.
“Wait.” She looked at him, her mouth hanging open, with a look of pure need on her face.
“Please…” She spoke weakly, her energy focused on holding the dam that held the water back in place.
“Ten…” He began counting down, and she closed her eyes, focusing, waiting for her release.
As he counted down she squirmed more and more, her legs pressed together as she blocked out the counting,
“Two… one…” The seconds seemed to hang in the air “Ok.”
She peed harder than she had ever peed in her life. She half screamed half moaned as she let the pressure release, her jeans becoming soaked, and she was pretty sure she came just from the sensation. The stream didn’t seem to stop as her master grabbed her exposed tits, her jeans turning a darker shade of blue by the second. As the final bursts came through she rested against her master for a few seconds, the last drops feeling like ecstasy as they left her body, before sliding down into the tub, her jeans soaked, her limbs unresponsive.
She sat in her own piss soaked jeans, unable to speak as she returned to reality…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/avjxhn/pee_part_1_mdom_fsub_pee_play_orgasm_control