Bladder dom that makes you say you WANT to pee when you ask for release, because you don’t NEED to pee. You need to hold.
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Bladder dom that makes you say you WANT to pee when you ask for release, because you don’t NEED to pee. You need to hold.
What I need is a kinky, sadistic couple or poly thing or roommates. Multiple people who want to see me suffer.
Most ideal is they keep a catheter in me, locked in a way I can't physically go to the bathroom without someone unlocking me. They keep me on a very limited schedule of how often I can empty my bladder. Maybe they keep me gagged or otherwise don't permit me to speak. I go person to person trying to beg to have my bladder emptied. One refuses, the other insists I must have gone already. They torment me more and more, mocking my desperation until I'm willing to do literally anything for even a little relief.
They edge me intensely, with frequent reminders that I'm never allowed to cum. They lock me up in a cage under the bed while they fuck each other's brains out. I get to listen to the more submissive ones beg to cum and earn it while I'm left frustrated just a foot beneath them.
If you're someone who struggles with going to the restroom before you need to, here are some things that may help.
If your bladder isn't cramping, you don't need to go.
If you're not squirming, you don't need to go.
If you're not leaking, you don't need to go.
If you're not holding yourself, you don't need to go.
If you haven't had much to drink today, you don't need to go.
If your bladder isn't bulging, you don't need to go.
If you emptied your bladder in the last hour, you don't need to go.
I know, it can be hard to know if you actually have to go, but I promise that you'll feel so much better if you hold it, even for just a little bit longer. Now go get a nice big drink of something tasty and enjoy that full feeling.
getting into the passenger seat when ur desperate to pee is submitting to bondage. you have to tighten a strap across your aching bladder before you can go anywhere, which can easily be tightened against your will by whoever is in the driver’s seat. once you’re restrained, the driver can start in the opposite direction from wherever you’re going and what can you do about it? jump out of the car? even if you get out at a red light you won’t be any closer to relief. unless you’re okay with pissing yourself where anyone can see you and walking home in soaked pants, your only hope is to stay in your seat, hold it, and whimper pathetically enough for them to take pity on you and drive you home
I've seen a few things about fantasy omorashi curses lately, so here are some more 🪄💧:
You can only pee when your bladder is 100% at its limit (when it normally would start coming out on its own without your control). You don't get any special knowledge of when that is, just the regular feeling of desperation. If you try to go to the bathroom, even if you're 99% full, you won't be able to get any out. When you hit 100%, your bladder automatically empties itself completely, regardless of where you are.
You can pee whenever you want, but it comes out one literal drip (~0.05mL) at a time, maybe 2 drips per second if you're lucky, 1 drip per second or even longer if you've really pissed off the curse caster. If your max bladder capacity is 500mL, it would take almost an hour and a half to empty completely at 2 drips a second. You could only get about 30mL out in a regular 5-minute bathroom trip. To keep a regular schedule, you would often have to stop the flow and go about your day, still full to the brim but out of time to empty. And then when you're absolutely desperate, having to suffer through the torment of that desperation releasing itself one...drip...at...a...time...
The person who casts the curse picks an activity of daily living (eating, walking, speaking, etc.: let's say sleeping for this scenario), and now you can only do it if your bladder is at least 75% full. You literally, physically won't be able to do the activity if you're less full than that. Now, when you're tired, you have to drink a bunch and wait to fill up, then get in bed uncomfortably full and try to fall asleep. You'll have to get over your anxiety about wetting the bed, because no matter how tired you are, you physically can't sleep unless you have to pee, so having insomnia from your full bladder just won't do. Maybe sometimes you do wet the bed and then instantly wake up, unable to go back to sleep until you fill yourself up again.
You can only pee if someone else is pressing on your bladder for you. Otherwise, the curse makes your bladder and torso expand indefinitely, so you'll hold it without bursting until you can get someone to help, but you'll be in absolute agony. And how embarrassing and heavy it would be to walk around with a bladder bulge the size of a yoga ball. It's an okay curse if you have a willing friend or partner, but what if you live alone? What about at work? What if you're home alone for the day (or the week)? How would you find someone to help you?
You wake up every morning with a different bladder capacity, but there's no way (except trial & error) to tell what it is. Some days it's huge and you can hold a gallon of water just fine. Other days you have half a cup of coffee and you're wetting yourself. The curse also makes you very thirsty, so avoiding drinks altogether isn't an option. You just have to drink very carefully and hope to hell whenever you take a sip of something that there's a bathroom readily available in case it fills your bladder way more than you were expecting.
Feel free to elaborate on any of these, add your own, or use them for stories 😉. Maybe I'll do more later.
I saw this post earlier and I thought it was a genius idea. Cropped out the original gal who posted it in case she didn't want her face all over Omo Tumblr but hhnnghhhh
The concept for this would go CRAZY.
One designated pisser for an entire room. Everyone sends their piss to one person who has to RACE to the toilet to get there in time.
Someone interested in doing a hold but doesn't want to wait starts accepting every piss request they can get until they're twisted up and biting their lip and stifling their whines because it hit all at once and feels so damn good.
Accepting an emergency piss request from someone about to wet themselves so now you're completely exploding because the amount you agreed to take is incredibly large.
Sitting on a toilet all day just to accept every piss request to keep the feeling of peeing going. Hnnngghhh I would literally kill for something like this.
the human brain is so cool, if you're tired and stressed enough, your brain will go, "don't worry, I got you" and shadows will start moving
and what's the genital situation on the shadows
oh this is my post
I feel like most car omo ideas people come up with assume that the car would be on a highway or in a place where you can assume civilization is nearby. There aren’t enough people writing about getting lost on those meandering country roads that are only surrounded by trees and the occasional corn field. There will be no rest stops. There will be no signs saying how many miles away the next town is. There are only winding roads where running down each hill puts a pit in your stomach and each bump jostles the urine collecting in your bladder. It’s an entirely hopeless situation if you don’t have the willpower to relieve yourself in the surrounding forest while hoping the only other car on this road doesn’t pass by at the most inconvenient time.
Maybe it’s also the middle of the night. No streetlights. No buildings. The stars and the moon are shielded by the canopy. The lingering silence makes you feel unwanted here. You’d probably not want to step out of your car no matter how dire your personal situation gets, and any sudden breaks in that silence are bound to force a few leaks out of you.
I once was on a road trip and passed a sign that was like “no rest area for 60 miles” or something and damn that made my mind wander
so, a fun theatre fact for you guys: if you’re a stagehand you can’t have any shiny or non-black parts on your outfit or the lights will catch you, so we cover anything shiny with black gaff tape.
another fun theatre fact: it is HOT backstage, and it’s very easy to go through upwards of 2 750ml water bottles over the course of a 3 hour show.
so every day for the past week i have been taping my own belt shut and then drinking over 1.5L of water. i’m extremely normal about this every time and i do not have inappropriate thoughts. of course.
i ALMOST made it through the whole show run without this causing any incidents… until we got locked out during loadout and the bathroom door wouldn’t lock properly.
at least it’s not visible.
pissing in containers that are too small is just so hot to me…
like being given permission to relieve yourself but only enough to fill a shot glass or small washcloth, then having to stop and hold the rest. relief so tantalizing and close and now you’re even more desperate than before…
something about it just gets me going
1 - most outlandish fantasy
ok so I already talked about a historical omo fantasy in my last ask, so i’ll talk about a modern-day but still unrealistic fantasy
i’d love to be tied up/handcuffed/otherwise restrained in the middle of a room at a party. people can interact if they’d like — give me a drink, brush their hands over my dick — but some choose to simply mingle with the other partygoers, treating my whimpers and potty dance as white noise. as the party goes on, I get more and more desperate until I start leaking and eventually wet myself, all in full view of the partygoers
WHO is gonna buy me drinks at the bar and fill me up relentlessly and keep me away from the bathroom until we have to make our ways home and I stumble around pissing myself
airport/airplane omo
realizing your water bottle is full & having to chug it right before the security line — and then having to run to catch your flight without time to stop at a bathroom
a turbulent flight means no getting up to pee. hope the bumps don’t jostle your bladder too much!
window seats window seats window seats
having to tap a stranger on the shoulder and ask them to get up because yes really, you’re about to piss yourself
or the person in the aisle seat is asleep. they finally wake up just as the pilot announces that the plane is starting its descent. seatbelts on! surely you can make it til landing?
… and then the taxi to the gate, and then everyone grabbing their luggage from the overhead bins and exiting the plane one-by-one, while you sit in your seat and try not to squirm
I need someone to brainwash me into believing that I can only get horny when I need to pee and that pissing is the same as cumming so that I never cum again and am constantly pent up and desperate
As someone at drama school.. there’s so much theatre omo potential 😋😋
A few examples off the top of my head x
- you CANNOT adjust clothing on stage, even during rehearsal, it’s one of the first things we’re taught. So imagine your costume has such a tight belt squeezing your bladder.. there’s nothing you can do to loosen it until you get a second off stage (that is.. if you don’t have a quick change or have to sprint to your next entrance..)
- I remember one time in an audition I was so close to wetting myself, honestly id never had to go that badly before. We were all sitting in the audition room, waiting for our number to be called (this was maybe an hour in, I’d been chugging water to calm my nerves) and I was kneeling on the floor trying my BEST not to squirm because the director was right there.
Anyway my number was one of the last to be called, and while I was waiting I truly thought ‘I’m either going to have to run out of this room and accept I won’t get a part, or I’ll have to hope I don’t leak visibly’. I had my heel under me, pressed on my pee hole, I was sweating and trying not to move. When my number was finally called I’m pretty sure I was leaking a little, but of course it’s an audition, you HAVE to give it everything. I sprinted to those toilets the second it was over.
- In one of the theatres I perform at most, the dressing rooms only have one toilet for the cast, and it’s forbidden to use the Main House toilets, do I’ve witnessed plenty of people running off stage, through the dressing rooms, shouting about how they’re about to wet themselves.
- on stage freezes. Absolutely golden. You can’t move a muscle, you can’t even blink, so imagine someone’s there, frozen in place, they can’t squirm or hold themselves or cross their legs. Maybe they’re slowly leaking, knowing nothing can be done to stop it. Maybe they’re shaking. They’re definitely thibking go the scene ahead, are there any moments they can subtly grab their crotch?
- someone subtly rubbing themselves against the set. One show I did, we had a huge metal frame structure to sit on. Someone with one of those metal poles between their legs, rocking on it slowly.
- directors often give notes after rehearsals, before anyone can leave. A bladder shy person, absolutely desperate to go for the whole rehearsal, which is often 6 hours with one 30 minute break. They’ve been drinking water for their voice all day, you get dehydrated during a physical rehearsal. They’ve been too scared to ask to run to the toilet, not in front of the directors, stage crew and entire cast, so theyve held it through sheer willpower.. but now, during notes that famously drag on.. theyre sweating and squirming. They want to cry. They’re rocking in their seat maybe, barely paying attention.. do they make it to the toilet? Can they stomach using the one in the dressing room?
- cast members are usually very close with each other, literally you do awkward scenes, change in the same room, youre together every day for weeks.. imagine all the ‘god I have to go right now’ ‘mate I’m not sure I’ll make it through the scene’
- watching a show?? They don’t let you leave for the toilet like you can in a cinema. But at least it’s dark, you can shove a habd between your legs and pray the lines aren’t too long at the interval…
What's up with the casual normalization of public kink in the omo community? When it comes to other kinks, people seem to agree that public kink is unethical because you don't have consent from other people. But in the omo cummunity, most people seem to act like pissing yourself in public is okay. (And I didn't even mention the other issue, which is making your kink other people's PROBLEM if you piss in places where other people have to clean it up...)
I will never be angry or disappointed at you for wetting yourself. Making you wet yourself is the whole point. I'll tell you to hold even while you're leaking, and when you start wetting, I'll tell you to get control of yourself and keep holding. Mostly because I'm a sadist, but also because I want to make sure that if you're pissing yourself it's a genuine accident. I want to make sure that you're not holding like I told you to because you literally can't anymore. I want to make sure that when you piss yourself it's because your bladder muscles gave out.