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Need to be controlled • Bathroom desperation 20sF 🏳️‍🌈

[desperatetogonow]

this blog is all about bathroom desperation. it’s so hard for me to find others who have the same interests that i do, so i wanted to make my own space for it. i love pee desperation and holding, upset bellies from needing to go/desperation and holding. if you are also into the same things, message me! i would love for someone to control my bladder and how often i get to empty my tummy.

No Minors! 🔞

[radicalomo]

Ok but the thought of having a dom making me hold while actively ignoring the fact I am so so obviously desperate to pee. Like I am crying begging to be allowed to wet myself and you just stare right through me as if I don’t exist or change the subject and make me explain my hyperfixations or something like an in depth normal conversation while wiggling dancing trying to keep it in.

[desperationinpants-deactivated2]

Yes please

[desperatetogonow]

I am once again asking for someone to dm me to help me hold. I have no willpower and holding alone is boring for me. It’s much more fun when i have someone telling me if i can or can’t go.

[sayorithot]

thinking about... casual control... like. someone else just being In Charge of your bladder... they don't necessarily make you hold all the time or whatever but they decide when you go, and whether you drink more than usual... you have to ask every time you wanna go, and if they don't answer whatever text or call, you just don't. sometimes they tell you the rules for the day bc theyre busy, like you can have a morning pee but then you can't go until you have three glasses, or you go every hour, or you wake up and they say they'll be back tomorrow and don't answer whether you can pee in the morning or not, so you're stuck knowing your bladder won't be emptying til tomorrow morning at the earliest... oh it makes me feel so dizzy and excited thinking about it, just knowing my bladder does not belong to me, I don't decide what to do with it, someone else does 💖

[dizzyinspace]

Need a boy on my lap, grinding and rocking against my thigh as he struggles to hold his pee. When I pull him closer, putting pressure on the little bladder bump poking out from his abdomen, I need him to whine and beg me to let him go to the bathroom. I'll tell him to hold it for me a little longer. I'll say I know he can be good for me, even though I know he can't hold on much longer. He's already leaking, so I hold my fingers up to the leaks and tell him to stop. He looks down at me with tears in his eyes. It's only a matter of time before his body takes over he looses control, but before that he won't go without my permission.

[keystoeros]

People don't often mention how good it feels to jerk off while full,,

[coreling-prinxe]

I want him to be told he has to hold it until his bladder is visibly bulging as proof he really needs to pee, every party involved knowing fully well he's fat enough it will never show <3 there's too much belly covering it, no matter how full he gets he won't look any different. I want him gasping and rocking and clawing at his thighs because he knows he's not allowed to touch his dick even to help hold it in but he needs it so bad, and when he finally begs to be allowed to piss whether it's in the toilet or his pants because he's desperate enough that he doesn't care where he gets to let it out anymore, everyone around him denies him because he hasn't met that impossible goal yet

[coreling-prinxe]

I want to hear a gasp of “oh fuck ‘m leaking,” see that first spurt, and whether it may be a drip or a desperate spray his hips jerk and jiggle to stop before it becomes a real accident; he’s so gorgeous like this and I want to be the one to mock him so kindly for it, he doesn’t look full, we’ve already established that, so how can he already be dribbling like an untrained puppy? I’d look up at someone else when he protests or just falls silent, flushed, still with his eyes on me so he’s not expecting the shove of someone else’s hand or foot into his belly - look, it’s so cute and squishy still, so soft, he’s got plenty of room, no matter how much he curses or begs between gasps and whines and biting his lip to ineffectively muffle his more obscene moans and whimpers into a breathless humming staccato, twisting his hands into his hair or the furniture or around someone’s ankle or grabbing at their hands and squeezing because he’s going to disobey and touch himself if he can’t hold onto something else. Reducing everything he’s feeling in our eyes to:

No, no, weren’t you listening? You’re not full yet. We know you’re not. Stop leaking.

[hunbunbunnie]

fantasy: you take control of my bladder and take me out to a coffee shop or a food court or something like that... order me a really tall drink to try, order something else for yourself, and as we walk to the next place, you tell me to finish off the last half of your drink. maybe we walk around and window shop, or maybe there's a park nearby. but we have an agreement that i can't suggest we go to the bathroom. you have to be the one to offer it. and even then, you get to decide whether i can actually pee, or if i just have to stand by the sinks and hold your things while you go. i can complain all i want about needing to pee, but i don't get to ask permission to finally go. it's entirely up to you whether we even entertain the notion.

This is actually a huge fantasy of mine. I wanna take someone cute out on a date and fill them up with drinks I buy for them. But I'd want them to ask to go to the bathroom (I'd just say no hehe) Omo isn't as fun if the person holding isn't constantly whining about how badly they need to go. They also need to have a bit of hope that they'll make it to a toilet, just to keep things interesting <3

[angelisgonenow]

"I need to piss so bad" well now I'm horny so what are we gonna do here

[itsbeenfun-deactivating-deactiv]

The panic and desperation and overwhelming fullness when holding it isn't a choice---it's a necessity. When there aren't any bathrooms around, or there's no chance to use them, and the consequences of going outweigh the frantic urgency of holding back. When the bus/plane/train bathrooms are out of order and you're forced to keep it in throughout the entire journey, hours of holding while everyone around you gets squirmy, too. When the line for the bathroom has double-digit numbers of people waiting, and you have no choice but to join the end of the queue or leave and hope you can find somewhere else. When you're on a busy nature trail, and there aren't any restrooms or any privacy to just let it go, and every time you get hopeful that you might have found a place isolated enough, someone else walks by. When you're visiting an unfamiliar town and there aren't any public restrooms, but none of the shops or restaurants will let you use theirs unless you're a customer, and you don't have the money to buy anything.

Or when someone else is the reason you're not allowed to go. When your workplace is understaffed and busy, so your manager won't let you take your break, and you know pleading won't make a difference. When you're on an important phone call that drags on and on while you stand just outside the bathroom with your legs crossed, impatiently waiting to be able to hang up so you can dash inside and go. When the driver on the road trip refuses to make a stop, or the janitor cleaning the bathroom refuses to let you in, or the professor of your college class refuses to let you leave in the middle of an exam. When someone---a partner, a friend, an enemy---is taunting you, standing in front of the bathroom door, locking it, preventing you from entering and enjoying how you look when you're on the verge of losing it.

When you simply have to keep holding. Even when you're at your limit. Even when you're past it. Truly testing how strong your muscles and your will are, testing how much your bladder can stretch, knowing that wetting yourself right here is not an option...until you reach the point when it's the only option.

[squiirming]

edging and omo are just meant to be together, the parallels speak for themselves

the desperation, your body craving something, release and relief

edging towards the limits of your ability and your patience, but resisting it

wanting it to be over, to be allowed to let go already, because you know it will feel so good when you finally do

denying yourself that

squirming

rubbing your thighs together, crossing your legs, anything to get some friction or pressure

slowly getting wet

when you’re so close to losing control you think it might start coming out, your muscles tremble and ache, quivering to be allowed to release

coming back down from the wave of need, having just had a glimpse of the feeling of letting go

when the sensations are so intense you feel almost numb

mindless pleading and begging, “please please please, oh god, I want to”

or “please oh no—not yet—please, hold it”

squeezing your eyes shut to focus better

muscles twitching, throbbing

your hips moving on their own, grinding forward

letting out a large leak that definitely pushes you into the category of “wet themselves” but without any relief cause you’re still holding, is as torturous as accidentally edging too far and having a ruined orgasm, with some sort of relief but no real satisfaction

coming back down from the brink, relieved you kept it in but also so frustrated because you want this to be over so bad

when you finally take it too far

“no no nonono”

“it’s coming out”

“I can’t stop it”

trying to fight it to the very end, but it overwhelms and overtakes you

warmth spreading between your legs as you grow wet, your exhausted muscles throbbing

your body involuntarily relaxing into it, finally giving in

slumping in your seat, panting, as you finally let it wash over you; it’s too late to stop it now

the blissful pleasure of aftershocks as you continue to shivering in pleasure

milking out the sensations, squeezing your thighs, rubbing yourself, pressing down on your lower stomach

you will need to clean up, but it will have to wait a minute or two, because your legs are trembling and you’re not sure you could walk.

[quickf09969-deactivated20251106]

Imagine having extreme sexual chemistry with a Tumblr Mutual and then getting to meet them in person to fuck their brains out

[desperatetogonow]

i just want someone to be available to control my holds on my time. I’m not always available but i want someone to be there when I’m ready at all times lol. I just wanna hold for someone.

[spookylilsub]

I fucking love casual holds. Where you first get the signal that you have to pee and you just decide to ignore it and relish in the feeling of mild desperation

[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.

[hold-it-a-little-longer]

Thinking again about a sub watching their dom pee in the toilet while the sub is desperate to pee, moaning and describing how good it feels. Making sure the sub sees them washing their hands too, taking their sweet time. Flushing the toilet as the sub squirms more and more. The sub innocently asks if they can go next but the dom just laughs and leads them out of the bathroom, saying not yet. The sub squirms and follows, looking back at the toilet one last as they whimper.

[rosesinlace]

i love being followed by non-omo blogs. i see you, sweethearts. i hope you think of my posts the next time you take a sip of something cold and it goes right to your bladder, or when you’ve waited a little too long to excuse yourself to the restroom. 😘