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Cant wait to move in with my partner so we can really corner the non existent market on big, beefy/muscley, bearded, kinky dom/daddy trans guy and pretty, free use, chunky, breedable and submissive/little cis woman porn
Seriously, you never see trans dudes as doms in porn.
Cant believe my favorite blog deleted. They curated the best omo stuff.
Sigh!!!!
i like being forbidden from peeing
i like being reminded that i’m holding, keeping my mind and bladder on how it’s only gonna get worse
i like being teased and taunted about how badly i have to go, how fucking desperate i am
i like being made to beg for permission to pee, totally helpless to your control
i love it when the answer is still no
Ummm torturing someone while they’re so desperate to pee.. imagine..
Running the tap while they squirm in place, either on full blast or just low enough for it to make a trickling sound
Filling up a container with water and slowly pouring it back out, even better if you pour it out into a toilet while they watch
Peeing in front of them, obviously. Tell them how good it feels to relax your muscles and let go, how full you were before and how empty you are now. Not that they’ll get relief anytime soon.
Have them sit on the open toilet bowl and not pee, and tell them to relax their muscles. Think about how nice it would feel to just let their pee gush out of them, but they can’t
Have them drink while desperate, obviously. Even better if they have to refill the glass themselves, and have to hear that pouring noise
Make them watch omo vids teehee. Let them know that they’ll be like all those people, unable to go to the potty like an adult; they’ll feel the warm wetness spread all over their pants- when you say so, of course.
Take them to a water park and tell them they can’t go until you leave. Those giant buckets that splash water onto people would be a good opportunity to let go, but you’re diligently watching their bladder bulge to see if it shrinks.
Let them go, but only in a tiny container. You haven’t peed in 4 hours? Too bad, you’re going in this shot glass, and you better not spill a drop. Still full? Too bad that’s all you get until the next four hours. You just went, you’ll be fine.
It just makes me dizzy, thinking about all the ways I could deny a poor soul of a basic bodily function… if your reading this looking for permission to go..
No, you may not~
it wasn't my fault, really. i was being good. sitting with one arm around you, cuddled up underneath the blanket with your legs draped over my lap and my other hand resting on your leg. i was listening to the conversation, watching your face light up as you laughed with your friends.
i was drawing mindless designs on your skin, dragging my nails up and down your thigh. it was innocent. mindless. you know i can't keep my hands off of you. maybe i noticed the way your skin was heating up under my touch, the slight twitch of your muscles whenever my fingers moved higher. maybe i didn't.
what i did notice, though, was your hand reaching under the blanket and your fingers sliding over mine. your nails digging into my skin. hard. i took it as a warning, a message to behave, pulling my hand away slowly as i met your eyes in a silent apology. but i didn't see a warning in your eyes, i saw hunger. dark and daring as your hand trailed over mine again, this time gripping stronger as you slowly guided it into your underwear.
what was i supposed to do with that? act like i didn’t feel how wet you were? pretend your hand wasn't pressing my fingers inside you? not when your hips were pressing up against me so subtly. not when your eyes were looking at me like that.
you know how hard it was to keep my face neutral with you clenching around me like that? nodding along to the conversation, responding when spoken to, all while you were practically fucking yourself on my fingers? your nails were digging into my arm almost hard enough to draw blood. i guess that was the only way you could stop yourself from letting everyone hear how whiny you get for me, huh?
and yet the closer you got to cumming, the more frantic the look in your eyes became. maybe you thought i wasn't actually going to go through with it? that i couldn't possibly expect you to cum just mere feet away from your friends? you should have known better than that, angel. you know i can't stop once i start.
Energy drinks make me need to pee so much faster. I could have a faint urge to use the toilet and then ten minutes later I'll be shuffling around my chair, bladder aching and pee hole threatening to dribble into my boxers.
A lot of the time I try to convince myself it can't be that bad because I barely needed to pee a minute ago, my bladder must just be dramatic. So I try and hold on until I've finished what I'm doing. It's worst at work, I'll get distracted by a task and forget about the pounding of my bladder until I've finished. I won't notice how I've crossed my legs tightly, or how I can't seem to sit still, until it needs to come out do badly that I'm almost leaking and have to quickly walk across the office to go to the potty, trying to make it look like I don't need to flood my boxers right then and there
anyway. I love squirming A Lot, it makes me really feel the sensation of my bladder inside of me, and also it's humiliating, so as much fun as it is to be told to stay still how about being encouraged to squirm more having trouble there sweetie? have you tried bouncing your other leg too? try moving from foot to foot, that always helps me. oh, it's going to be a while, why dont you squeeze between your legs? dont worry, I wont laugh at you (<<lying). Whatever you have to do. oh, honey, you look so worried, try standing up and moving around, put in all the wiggles you need
i love being a yearner and a freak. like yes my heart aches and wants, but so does my cunt
i want a dom who will make sure i'm bursting with piss at all times.
they know how much i love the feeling of my bladder being distended and heavy, all achy and begging for release, so they try to keep me as full as possible to make me happy. only lightly squirming? they want me unable to move and panting. just had any relief? "poor thing, you must feel so empty!" as they pour me another large cup. and of course, being desperate makes me horny, so soon i lay around in a daze, dumb and needy and always sooo close to dribbling in my panties. my dom compliments the curve of my lower stomach every chance they get, praising me for how good of a pee doll i am for them. it gets to the point where i'm begging them to fill me up again the second i finish my accident, feeling so empty and sad whenever my bladder isn't stretched enough. i don't have to worry about anything else beyond the tingling of my cunt, the ache of all the piss inside me, and the cooing of my dom in my ear as they insist i need just one more drink.
One of my biggest fantasies is to have someone force me to pee myself then use that as a reason to punish me.
I want them to lock my belt over my jeans. Making sure there is absolutely no way I could possibly pull them down. Feed me too many drinks and be mean to me about how much I’m squirming. Be so condescending about it. “Baby, why are you wiggling so much? Oh you have to pee? Someone your age should be able to hold it. Now sit still.”
I’ll hold on as long as possible before I have a genuine accident. My body will make the decision for me, even if I was still trying to be good and hold. I want them to laugh in my face. Let me know that “if I want to act like a baby, they will treat me like one.”
Force me into a diaper as I cry and protest that it’s not fair. That they caused me to have an accident. Make me finally admit to it in the most embarrassing way possible that I chose to pee myself because I like it. Make me wear the diaper for the rest of the day, constantly feeding me water still and mocking me. My bladder would already be so weak from my earlier accident that I would have another one in my diaper. Make fun of me for that and use it as proof that I really am just a stupid slut who needs someone to control her. Make me admit that I’m your toy and can’t even control when and where I go pee.
sometimes i fantasize about being desperate and releasing small unnoticeable leaks in my underwear as i try to hold the rest… trying not to squirm as i clench my thighs and stay composed… having to nonchalantly keep on doing whatever stupid task i absolutely have to do on my computer right now and can’t postpone just for a stupid bathroom break… maybe the first leak would be on purpose, just to help me hold longer… but it feels so good that my need suddenly intensifies and now i have to remove my clothes and grind against a towel as i keep on working on my computer, more dribbles leaking out from me against my will… a small wet and warm spot appearing on my towel as i grind faster… the warmth and growing wetness making it so much harder to hold now… waves of pleasure washing over me each time I spurt in it… moaning as it all feels so good… too good…
good pets pee when they're allowed to. that means until you're told you can go, you better hold that in. no leaks or dribbles. oh, i know you're so full and your bladder is aching so much. that pressure must be unbearable but you want to be a good pet, don't you? give yourself a little tummy massage. maybe it'll easy some of that ache. you can hold in. you're a good pet. you'll get to let go when you're allowed to. don't think about that relief for now. keep holding for just a few more minutes. keep massaging that tummy of yours~
oh having someone tie me up and force me to drink over my limit denying me the relief, mocking me when i keep begging unable to hold myself due to the restraints
are you gonna make me piss on you in spurts because im trying to hold it while we make out and im on your lap or are you boring
Sometimes, I feel like life would be better if I had to beg someone for permission to use the bathroom.
randomly thought of this one scenario whilst horny one night:
imagine someone who's newly into omo. who always found the act of peeing exciting, but has never done anything with it. after seeing someone measuring their pee online and seeing that they filled up a whole bottle or even a whole jug, they decide to join in.
so they prepare. they drink lots of water, and wait it out. they're so excited about the whole ordeal that they let go too early, and since they want to be like the people they saw online, they used a large jug. they barely fill half of it, feeling deflated.
so, they tweak a few things before they hold again. they drink lots more water, not just at one time point, but some initially and then some when they're already feeling the urge, and they get a smaller container (mainly to make themselves feel better about filling it...)
a couple hours later, they are BURSTING. leaking every few seconds, barely able to think, throbbing bladder sitting uncomfortably between their muscles, like an overfilled water balloon. they shakily bring up the container's opening to their privates once they can't stop leaking, and finally pee.
but, those tweaks that they made are clearly for the worst (or the better?). they're peeing a lot more than before. their stream is hot, gushing, overwhelmingly thicker and more powerful than their last pee. and it's filling up the small container quick.
maybe, since they're not experienced enough yet, they didn't realise that standing in a bath/shower/on a tiled floor was smarter than a carpeted floor in their room.
their muscles are so new to this sensation and so overwhelmed by the fullness of this person's bladder that it's impossible for them to stop, and the container begins to overflow. the person's hot pee soaks into the carpet below them, and soon enough the person falls onto their knees, shaky, still peeing full force into the plush carpet below.
next time, they'll definitely take a larger container. but they cannot deny... they're incredibly turned on by this whole experience, even if it resulted in a lot of cleaning...
sometimes i fantasize about being desperate and releasing small unnoticeable leaks in my underwear as i try to hold the rest… trying not to squirm as i clench my thighs and stay composed… having to nonchalantly keep on doing whatever stupid task i absolutely have to do on my computer right now and can’t postpone just for a stupid bathroom break… maybe the first leak would be on purpose, just to help me hold longer… but it feels so good that my need suddenly intensifies and now i have to remove my clothes and grind against a towel as i keep on working on my computer, more dribbles leaking out from me against my will… a small wet and warm spot appearing on my towel as i grind faster… the warmth and growing wetness making it so much harder to hold now… waves of pleasure washing over me each time I spurt in it… moaning as it all feels so good… too good…
