Pee desperation stories

Try Premium. Log in Sign Up. Masters Punishment by Attargal83 20K 35 1, pee desperation stories. Being a sub to a harsh Dom with a pee fetish is hard work, when l displease him my bladder suffers.

During my first long vacation at training college, I joined a group of college acquaintances on a coach trip to Greece. We took the ferry to Zeebruge, where we joined the coach that was to be our home for the next 3 days. It was not the luxury coach I had hoped for, but an old Greek coach which didn't even have a loo, potentially a disaster for me. I hoped that I had not drunk too much coffee and fruit juice at breakfast, and that there would be frequent stops, on the first morning at least, until I could dehydrate myself enough to survive longer trips. We left Zeebruge at 7 o'clock and true to form, by 8 o'clock I was needing a pee rather badly. Crossing my legs did not do much to ease the need, so I tucked one leg under me and pressed my heel into my crutch, my favourite waiting position and I could sit like this for an hour or more without getting cramp if I had to.

Pee desperation stories

Tonight it got a pressure test. It gets tougher after prostate cancer surgery, because you have only one rather second-rate urine control valve remaining. Tonight I walked around for over an hour in Zagreb, Croatia while desperate to pee. I imagined big wet patches appearing on my trousers repeatedly, while walking amongst throngs of holidaymakers. It got quite comical. It was a wonderful clear evening toward the end of winter, cold and crisp. As we parted, my host recommended that I visit the Zagreb Festival of Lights downtown. My Google Maps said it was around 8 km round trip. I considered that walkable, and off I went with a spring in my step. But after about ten minutes I needed to pee. Those lovely craft beers wanted their way out of me. And yet I was somehow too shy to just walk into a shop or restaurant and ask to use their loo.

The window was open, the cool morning breeze wafting gently throughout the room, pee desperation stories, birds chirping as the new day began. As international students from Shanghai, they made every attempt to enjoy all that Seattle had to offer knowing there…. After about half an hour I got to the city centre where the festival of lights was truly spectacular.

Below you can find the list of all stories written by Gillian sorted from newest to oldest. You can use page navigation at the bottom of this page, filter by author or tag. Part Two The polished hardwood floor of the ballroom glistened; the lights from the chandeliers overhead were reflected in the varnish of the wood. Spacious, the room stretched from one end of the old mansion to the other, high ceilings adorned with artwork, sculptures embedded in the royal columns that supported the old roof. A long bar, covered in black velvet formed the right border of the room, in the back, a double doorway led to the hallway of the old mansion. Before the doorway, still in the ballroom, a small antique table with an old lamp on it and a set of ledgers….

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Pee desperation stories

While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Log In. Remember Me. Work Search: tip: buffy gen teen AND "no archive warnings apply". It's another day in Ponyville, the mane six gathered to discuss plans for the school The poor pony should've used the bathroom before the meeting. Though, it's not all bad for poor Fluttershy - it may be an awakening to a new, more lustful side of herself.

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All stories belong to their authors. I had this sitting for a while and finally decided to write it. This moving about on the seat, together with the odd groan as I struggled with a particularly urgent moment, attracted the attention of Sue, sitting next to me. My bladder now was so painfully swollen that even my panties were hurting it, so I had one hand inside them, holding the elastic away and pressing directly against my fanny. Alex is designated driver, Jack is riding shotgun, and Zack gets to sleep across the backseats. I was a senior high school girl living in Poland. Omorashi One Shots mostly Harry P Love, Mom. It's two o'clock and my shift is over. She yawned and looking at the clock on her makeshift desk, pulled off her pink underwear and lavender nightshirt and stumbled sleepily into the shower. Half an hour later my bladder was so full it was hurting, but I was still holding on. I decide not to wake him.

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Hopping for the loo at the Festival of Lights. Crossing my legs did not do much to ease the need, so I tucked one leg under me and pressed my heel into my crutch, my favourite waiting position and I could sit like this for an hour or more without getting cramp if I had to. The sunlight shone in from the east, filtering through the white curtains, casting patterns upon the hardwood floor of the upstairs bedroom. Log in Sign Up. Oh, she was certainly…. Susan also gave me a magazine to cover my lap, as I was holding myself all the time. Park Ranger Desperation By: Gillian 30 Nov , Saturday The fog was lifting from the skyline, the fir trees outlined against the hazy early—morning sky. You think you know yourself well and feel that you understand what makes you tick and then something happens that makes you think againAbout a month ago I joined some friends on a Friday night in London for a drink and to say 'goodbye' to a work colleague who was was leaving. The worrying thing was that these were 'last resort' tactics to hold out and there was still more than an hour before we were due to stop. Now if only she could find the right guy to share these experiences with'The three girls were Masters of Finance students at the University of Washington. I had put my little bladder under so much strain that I had stomach ache all the afternoon and even though I did not drink a drop at lunch, I was on my heel, my bladder absolutely bursting when we stopped again in the late afternoon. Just as I start pulling the covers over myself, he wraps around me. To Him by madisenthewriter 21K And maybe there was something else that attracted me to that house with a birch tree in…. They had been given this schedule when they had booked the trip, but as I had joined at the last minute, I had not seen it.