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[the-black-manor]

Time for sleep with a relatively full bladder. I like to play this game occasionally and figure some others might, too, so here are the rules.

No peeing before bed.

Masturbate in bed, bringing yourself to the very edge, but don't cum.

Lie down, get comfy, close your eyes, and try to sleep.

Whether you sleep or not, you're not allowed to pee until you're about to wet yourself. When you get to that point, edge again, as many times as you can in a set amount of time. You choose the time. Could be five minutes, could be an hour.

When time is up, you can cum, and then go pee.

If you cum before time is up, you're not allowed to relieve yourself fully. Pee for three seconds, then stop and repeat the above steps until you're able to edge for your chosen time without cumming.

If you set a time and realize it's too long, you're welcome to try something easier.

Hold responsibly! If it hurts, stop! If you're not having fun, stop! If you want to stop for whatever reason, stop!

And don't forget to tell me all about how it went when you get up. :)

[omowritingprompts]

I've seen many a fun trope of city omo before (places without restrooms or they're only for paying customers, peeing in alleyways, train and bus omo, office working fun, etc) but as a country mouse myself the potential there is untapped

- A lot of farms are so big that it's a massive hike back to the house, so if someone's too stubborn to go outside? Well they better be able to hold it for a long time

- If they do choose to go outside but they're pee shy? Farm animals and wildlife are gonna ruin your day and even so how shameful must it be to admit "yeah I'm literally bursting but I couldn't go bc there was a chicken looking at me"

- "I can't go until I finish this task!" but farm work takes hours honey you're not gonna make it

- Someone used to just whipping it out going whenever they need on the farm ending up in the city and struggling because dammit going from just ducking behind a tree or a bush to needing to find somewhere that actually has bathrooms? Cooked

- Road trip omo but once they finally admit they need to go they're about to spend half an hour going past nothing but corn

- And once you find somewhere that isn't corn its probably something that doesn't have public restrooms so you're kinda screwed seeing as sometimes it can be 20-40 minutes between towns with nothing between them

- "Bumpy car ride omo is so good!" yeah but I raise you the humble tractor

- Small towns mean news and gossip spread fast, so if humiliation is on the table well good luck keeping a public accident under wraps in a place where everyone knows your name

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[now-streaming]

Thinking about desperation and accidents, but not wetting. Like someone knows they will not make it to the toilet, not to a bottle or bucket to go in, they are glued to where they are for some reason or there simply is nowhere for them to go. There will inevitably be a puddle on the floor. They can accept that, but they can't accept the gross, embarrassing wet bottoms that come with it, so they pull themselves quickly out of their pants or drop their bottoms so they can squat, probably already going a little as they do so, and unleashing a torrent or piss on the ground.

Maybe they're in private and can leave it and pretend it wasn't them, maybe they have to own up to the embarrassment of exposing themselves to go, or maybe they have to shyly admit to the accident but at least they can continue on with their day in clean pants.

[theglassisfullanditspiss]

Elegant little black dress, but she's hunched over, rubbing her knees together, sweating, and swearing as waits, and waits, and waits for a bathroom door to open.

[phairperv]

hi um enjoy this video of me failing to hold my bladder with my tits out

[chaseme202]

Love the way dicks tremble when they're holding back a flood...

[princepastel]

He was fucking me when i started noticing his breath start to hitch and his movements getting sporadic. he was cursing to himself, moaning in pleasure but clearly distressed.

“what’s wrong?”

“it just feels too good, nothing wrong”

so i let it go.

a few minutes later and he pulls out quickly and starts clenching his legs …holy fuck. he had to piss. he started telling me about how he couldn’t finish because he had to piss so bad. he was inside of me thinking about how desperate he was to pee. like i can’t get over it. there’s no way he can do all this and expect me not to go feral.

[pacificaphrodite]

Having my bladder all nice and full makes so many things feel even better. It presses on much on my clitoris internally. It just feels so good to be full of pee, the weight of it in between my hips feels like a nice big ball. I don’t have to yet, why release it when it feels so wonderful and sexy? If anything, I want to see how much more I can fill it up while still feeling all good. It’s just so satisfying, sexy, and exciting when I fill my bladder up to the brim. Will I still make it like a good girl? Probably. But it feels so exciting to think there’s a small chance that I might not make it completely.

[thisiskindafucked]

Library omo prompts

Hey but seriously, think about this.

- Accidental wetting/leaking in a library setting where it’s so quiet every drop can be heard like it’s 1000lbs on the floor.

-Someone loosing control in the middle of an aisle of books when the library becomes crowded. It starts off slow, barely noticable, but soon everyone in the place can hear their soft embarrassed sniffles and the faint ‘hissssss’ of the flow staining their pants and the ground below them. Patrons turn their head to see the person, red with embarrassment, attempting in vain to cover their teary face or their huge leak with a small novel.

- Someone during a hold having to go so so badly while a librarian is talking to them and reccomending new books or helping them find something. They shift around, grabbing at their pants as discreetly as they can while making stuttered excuses : “t-thank you but really I must - I’ve got to go now, I think I have w-what I was looking for-”

-A College/Gradschool student who’s been in the library all day to complete some research paper without a bathroom break slowly getting more and more desperate, and convincing themselves they don’t need to go until it’s too late.

-Said student ^ starting out fine but becoming truly and utterly fucked as time goes on. They become more stiff, more ridged, and more squirmy in their seat, trying to grind themselves into the chair to get the friction to stop them from exploding.

-It becoming so bad that the student realizes they won’t be able to make it to the bathroom without peeing themselves in front of everyone. They try to get up once, immediately fall back down with a loud whimper or a yelp, desperately holding their tummy or crotch as to not start to leak.

-Student starts to get teary eyed with stress and embarrassment.

-Librarian or someone with them comes up around them, thinking they’re sick or upset, places a firm hand on their abdomen over the students own to ask “hey, are you alright…? You’ve been here all day, maybe it’s time to take a break?” And the pressure causes them to completely loose control, peeing all over themselves, the chair, and possibly the person involved.

So just. Library omo.

[subbyemoji-deactivated20251028]

an old fantasy: sleeping in a dorm with a bunch of other people. we get locked in at curfew, and by the time morning comes we all need to pee. i’m curled under the covers on my side with both hands between my legs. other people throw off the blankets and squirm around with tightly crossed legs. i hear people whispering tips to each other on how to help hold, and inevitably the thing that works best is touching ourselves. just… a room full of desperate people all jerking off as slow as we can to try and make it til the door is unlocked again. someone getting too close and having to stop for a second… feeling myself leak and my clit throbbing as i listen to them whine…

[omofan5]

Waking up bursting to pee worse than you ever have before, you run to the bathroom only to find the door’s locked and it’s occupied by someone taking a shower. What do you do?

Stand there outside the door waiting. Torturing your bladder as you listen to the shower run while you potty dance. Slowly leaking into your PJs and losing control right there in the hallway.

Running back to your bedroom to look for something to help you hold, something to pee into. Grabbing an old pillow or a dirty towel and putting it between your legs.

Find somewhere else to pee in. A potted plant or a bowl or a cup or even the kitchen sink.

Run outside and duck in the yard?

[cynthia0mo]

of course, women peeing a lot and having a thick stream is an absolute classic. but i'm currently fantasising about men hissy peeing...

imagine a guy who has been holding all day. maybe he didn't have enough time for his regular morning pee, instead opting to pee once he got into the office. but, duty calls, and he's met with task after task at work.

hours pass, and the man's control is slipping. legs crossed, hand gripped on himself like a vice, making stupid mistakes. whenever he seemingly gets a quiet moment, he stands, ready to make a run for it and pee into anything remotely similar to a urinal, and instantly gets another task to do. it's torturous.

it's nearing the end of the work day, and the man's boxers are already a little damp. he leaked a few times about half an hour ago whilst on a phone call, and he still can't get away from his desk - his boss seemingly can't see the tears in his eyes. he's never been this desperate in his life.

soon enough, he's off the clock: exhausted, in pain, so fucking desperate. as he stands from his desk, another leak hits his cotton boxers. he has no choice but to rush to the toilets.

alas, they are out of order.

either: the man ducks into an alleyway, bladder muscles fluttering with weakness and desperation. he's no longer able to hold for so long due to his age. he pulls himself out and instantly pees heavily onto the ground. his stream is shooting in different directions, hissing loudly - so much so that he has to stop and start as to not draw attention to himself. it's making a giant puddle around his feet, trickling down the alleyway for everybody to see.

or... the man tries to make it home in time. unfortunately for him, he loses it only 2 minutes into his walk back, weak with need. his urine shoots out into his boxers and smart work trousers, staining them permanently. the hissing coming from him is intense, and he's too weak to duck away somewhere to take himself out, finish off, save himself from the humiliation. he stands there, maybe in the middle of the busy city street, keeled over, drooling, whilst passer-by's stare at him disapprovingly (especially if others are as desperate...)

[chalicebrass]

I see you out at the bar shifting back and forth, left foot to right foot and left and watching your hips rock back and forth each small shift in weight with the faintest shiver. I know you need to go but can't help that you enjoy the sensation. Some crossed wires of yours make this unbearable sensation unbearably addictive. You should go, but you won't. You're too flushed full from head to toe with cold hot nerves which make every gasp from your bladder a chemical cocktail: one part pain, one part shame, one part adrenaline. You shiver again and carefully search the faces around you to know nobody noticed. But part of you, that electric part of you, hopes somebody did. I know what you are.

[sierras-such-a-slxt]

I love how stupid I feel when I have to sit on the toilet with my panties on 😵‍💫 it’s so degrading, like what a silly girl I am, I don’t even know how to use the toilet properly 😣 I look so stupid wiggling about knowing that it’s wrong, trying so hard to hold it in but desperate to let out all that pressure in my bulging tummy 😫 I just don’t know what’s good for me, so you have me open my legs, so you can see more clearly of course. I might whine and and rock on my hips but it’s okay because you’ll show me what to do properly. See! I just don’t know how badly I need it yet!!! So you tell me to let out just a trickle, enough to get my panties wet. Look see I’m doing it properly now 🥰 I’m getting so much more desperate shaking and begging to been shown how to let it all out properly but I’m not ready yet 😩 you keep me leaking into my panties, little by little, filling them up more and more, making me wetter and wetter, until I’m a dripping mess, struggling more with every leak to stop a flood coming into my already soaked panties. Until it’s just to much, the sound of dripping, the hot mess covering me, the pressure inside my, the burning in my little hole and my poor weak muscles that can’t stop it anymore. I’ll shake and moan and whimper and cry but its not gonna stop the waves of relief and embarrassment rip though me. It’s too late now I can’t stop it. I just have to hope that I was a good girl and did everything right, even if I made a mess while doing it 🥺

[tinklebab-deactivated20240316]

Cock warming someone who needs to pee. They're hard, it's stopping them leaking for now but they keep squirming, moaning, it's getting so hard to keep in and then you feel it.

The first leak squirts out into you, they squeak, fidgetting more and more as the leak gave them a taste of release and their bladder is begging for more, and now. They don't want to pee in you. They try to move their legs round to help hold but you pin them. They lift them up, accidentally pulling them further apart making the need to pee even stronger. They're whining now, you feel another leak escape, more powerful than the last.

"gonna g-gonna pee" they force out, another leak escaping. Their pee hole is burning, tickling, they can feel pee making its way down their cock and every desperation wave brings it closer, closer, closer to their tip that they desperately want to hold onto but can't. Oh. Oh it's coming.

You begin moving, grinding down, each time little shots of pee also make their way out. Everytime they moan desperately under you, trying to lock up their muscles, holding tightly into the chair as their body starts releasing uncontrollably inside of you.

[omosnake]

This might just be the degradation kink talking, but aren't pee accidents just a little better when they're kinda your own fault?

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Staying in your room, holding your bladder because it just feels way too good to stop. A leak accidentally escapes you, and any sane person would take that as a sign to make a mad dash for the bathroom, but you stay.

And as the wet spot in your underwear grows and grows, spreading to your pants and getting more and more difficult to stop, you realize you're way too far gone to have a chance at getting this back under control. Your bladder is so full and exhausted that you genuinely can't avoid totally wetting yourself for much longer if you stay here, but there's no way you're making it to the bathroom without most of what's left inside you flowing right into your pants as soon as you start moving.

You're in a situation where you legitimately can't avoid having and accident whether you want to or not.

...but can you really call it an "accident" when deep down you know that this predicament was 100% your own fault ♡?

[hold-it-a-little-longer]

i think the cruelest form of bladder torture is when they're right in front of the bathroom or toilet but they can't use it. so close but so far. maybe the bathroom is occupied or the toilet is broken. maybe they're not allowed to use it yet until given permission so they can only glance over at it when they pass by. maybe the bathroom door has been locked and they don't have the key so they have to wait until it's unlocked. maybe the toilet is right there but they can't get the lid open because it's somehow stuck. or maybe it's not even either of that. maybe their clothes are complicated or they can't get their buttons/strings undone fast enough. No matter what the situation, it's just so tantalizing, being close to relief but just being stopped short of it, making the desperation worse. They have no choice but to either find another option or wet themselves right there.