![]() Such a cascade gushing out from our already wet pants. She runs her hands through my neck, down to my back, giving goosebumps and making me leak. “It just got squishier! It’s not fair to let out to relieve pressure, you know?” “But I didn’t-” She kisses me. I moan and let out a big, continuous spurt. “Y- you don’t even have to put your palm there…” “What was that?” She presses harder. “Is your bladder hurting yet?” She whispers as she places her palm on my bladder. I don’t think she’ll have much of a chance to tease me, I’m so close to pissing myself. “My piss is going to get cold soon, care to warm us up, dear?” I shudder and dribble a bit. She starts sucking on my neck, I quickly let out a spurt. I see~” “I’ve been holding as long as you have.” “But you haven’t been through all the teasing, have you? It’ll be so fun since we’re both all wet already!” I whimper. “Why are you so shy all of th…” She quickly gets it. “Ngh-!” “What’s wrong?” I’m jealous of her. I can feel the warm and wetness all over me. I can see her bladder emptying, her expression of pure pleasure and relief. These breaks are, of course, her cute little attempts to stop it. It isn’t continuous, though, they’re big spurts with short breaks in between. “Eep!” “Hmm?” “That was a big one- Ah! Again… Oh. ![]() She continues grinding, holding her crotch, whining, whimpering, squirming… Doing about anything to hold it. It doesn’t feel as hard as before, but there’s definitely a lot of piss in her. “Can I just please, please go to the bathroom?” “Tell me what happened.” “I… leaked pretty bad.” “But you managed to hold it, didn’t you?” “Well- yeah, but-” “Ask again when you actually can’t stop it, love.” She whimpers. “I…” “You what?” I’m playing dumb, I want to hear her say it. She sighs and closes her eyes, only to open them in surprise. ![]() She keeps doing it continuously for a while, but I can see her get tired, slowing down until she suddenly stops. I smirk, “Yeah, that’s it.” She increases speed, no longer ashamed, she probably thinks pissing on me is much more embarrassing than this. Almost immediately, I can see and feel her slowly grinding on my thigh, ashamed. “You’re very smart, figure out a way to hold it.” I let go of her crotch. She whimpers and leaks just enough for her pants to get visibly wet. “You’re doing such a good job.” I say as I press her rock hard bladder. I manage to keep my composure since I’m distracted by her. But there’s something she doesn’t know I’m also very desperate, just as much as she is. I want her on my lap, me telling her to keep holding, that I’ll let her go soon enough. "You're so beautiful down there, you don't want to ruin this view by peeing yourself, right?" I push on your bladder harder and harder and I notice a drop of pee coming out. "Shh, it's okay cutie, you can do it, mistress knows that you can keep holding." I smile at you encouragingly and start to circle around your clit while leaning closer to examine your princess parts. All you have to do is hold for me~" With my other hand I press my finger against your pulsing peehole while pushing onto your bladder again, constantly. "No, baby, no whimpering, mistress knows that you are a lot better. "Your bladder is so hard, it almost has a shape of a ball." I fixates my eyes on your lower body and suddenly press onto your bladder. I run my fingers up your thigh and gently rub your clit before placing my palm on your full bladder. You're sitting on the edge of the bath tub, I'm im the hot water, between your spread legs.
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