I need a mean Dom to take control of my bladder and make me pee myself. Make me hold all day, controlling what I drink and denying me the bathroom at every opportunity. When I’m at the point of pathetically whining, needing to physically hold myself, and potty dancing, let me know that if I even think about leaking without permission I’m going to be sorry. Eventually, that first little leak will make itself known on the front of my jeans. I want them to grab me and toss me over their lap, making sure their knee is pressing right into my swollen bladder. They’ll start telling me how much of a baby I am as they start spanking me. I’ll whine and struggle in their lap, shameful tears making their way down my face as I try to hold back the rest of the flood inside of me. Eventually I’ll break and with a sob I’ll have an accident all over myself and them. With a mean smirk, I want them to tell me how naughty I am and that I’m just asking to be punished.
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