g00d Puppy

[kxsalt]

Advertisement. The catgirl’s tail swishes nervously across the floor. Standing at attention, the owner adjusts a camera on a tripod. “Okay, we’re rolling – go ahead.” Taking a deep breath, she launches into her sales pitch. “Come visit the Strawberry Pet Sanctuary! Adopt a petgirl today!” The girl looks cute, and sex sells.

“Great start, let’s try that again… Can you pull your tits out?” The owner smiles, looking at her through the window of the lens. Squirming, the catgirl lifts up the hem of her shirt. “Ah, uh… come to the strawberry-“ He interrupts her. “You’re blushing.” Her ears twitch awkwardly. Stepping alongside the girl, he grips her bare tits. “You’re thinking too much, let me help you…”

Firm hands work across her naked chest. Little gasps and mews are captured on camera. The man plays with her nipples, lightly pinching and tugging. “Go ahead.” He coos to the needy pet. “Come… come… adopt a petgirl… come play with kitty…” Her owner nods in approval. “Getting better. Pull down your panties and try again.”

Her underwear slips down her legs. A small push on her ass tilts her hips forward, showing off her smooth, warm pussy to the camera. “Come to the Strawberry Pet Sanctuary…” The girl mumbles. “…come fuck a petgirl…” The man keeps one hand on her breast and pushes a finger into her wet hole with the other. “…lotsa slutty kitties here…”

The owner puts his fingers in her mouth. His other hand keeps working on her pussy. “Another take.” He orders. She can feel his hard cock grinding against her ass. The girl is incomprehensible with his fingers inside of her. “comw fucsk kittyyy… adopt pussyyy….” He holds her by the hips and drags her closer to the camera.

Bending the catgirl over, he lifts her tail to show everything. Two, then three fingers thrust into her wet cunt. “We don’t just have kittygirls here, do we? Tell the people what else they can get.” She lets out a soft squeak, followed by a long meow. He can feel her tighten around his fingers. “…puppies… and bunnies… ah! pretty foxes…” The catgirl trembles in his hands.

“Let’s tell them what they can do with their pet.” He adjusts the camera to look down at her. Guiding the girl to her knees, the owner offers up a thick dildo. “Stuff this in yourself and then talk about what a good petgirl does.” The catgirl quivers. Placing the toy under her hips, she tries to fit it inside of her pussy. It pushes against her mound, slipping away from her hole.

“…your petgirl can give you blowjobs, and…” The man cuts her off again. “Ah ah ah. Fit it in first, then look at the camera while you talk.” She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Lowering her body onto the heavy silicone cock, she meows weakly when it pops inside. Slipping halfway down, the girl starts to grind. “What do petgirls do?”

“…cocksucker…” The kitty whines. “Look at the camera.” She stares up at the lens, bouncing on the too-big toy. “…kitty suck cock…” He keeps a hand on her shoulder, keeping the girl from lifting herself up too high. “What else?” A little push makes more of it fit. “…fuck your little petgirl as much as you want… breed your pet… make her porn…”

Standing overtop of her, the man lays his cock across her face. “Show them.” He watches a shudder run through her body. Her mouth hangs open, tongue out. The owner tilts her head back and mounts her face. The camera watches her naked body stretch out on the dildo. One long slow thrust fits his cock down her throat. On her knees and arched backwards, his balls press against her nostrils.

“Here at Strawberry Pet Sanctuary, all of our petgirls are fully trained.” The man pumps his cock in and out of the catgirl’s mouth. “You won’t have to break them in, but of course you’re more than welcome to.” She paws at his thighs as the dildo thumps inside of her with every push from the man. “Try them before you adopt, satisfaction guaranteed.”

Drool runs down her neck. The catgirl can’t help but rub her clit. “We can match you with the perfect pet. Whatever you like, we’ll find the petgirl that suits your tastes.” She shudders, approaching an orgasm. “…and if we don’t have a good fit, we can train her to do what you like.” The kitty rubs faster. Popping his cock out of her mouth, the man picks her up, pulling her off the dildo.

“meowwwwww!” She begs as he holds her in front of the camera. “This one is learning how to edge.” The girl tries to protest, reaching for her pussy as her orgasm fades. “Tell them what else you’re good for.”

“Anything.” Her mews and whimpers become more desperate. “…mm a pathetic kitty… pweese lemme cum…” Touching the head of his spit-covered cock to her dripping pussy, the man pushes himself deep inside her. A slight adjustment of her legs ensures future customers will see how hard he fucks her. “Do the sales pitch again. Like this.”

The catgirl bounces helplessly in his arms. She whines at the camera. “Cum inside… Strawberry… Pet Sanct- sanctuary… Adopt a tight little pussy like me…” He’s rough and ruthless. Every time she gets close to cumming, he slows down just enough to keep her from her prize. The man doesn’t need to hold back. When he’s ready, he fills her with his cum.

Covered in spit and semen, the catgirl trembles. Her legs spread open, face flushed, cum dripping from her used pussy. Her owner’s sticky cock is wiped off on her face. “Come to Strawberry Pet Sanctuary…” The girl licks at him as she reads her pitch. “Adopt a slutty petgirl…”

“You’re hear for the deergirl, right?” The enthusiastic couple stand at the counter. “Yes! I’m so excited!” The woman giggles. “Wonderful. She’s such a sweetheart. Still a little shy, but I’m sure you two can bring out her dirty side.” He slides them some paperwork. The woman clicks a pen. “Say… is that catgirl here? The one from the ad?”

He chuckles and nods. “Sure, she’s down here.” Rolling back his chair, the catgirl crawls along the floor to keep sucking his cock. “Oooh, she’s even prettier in person.” The owner smiles and pets her head as the couple gawks at her. “Mmhm… not up for adoption, I’m afraid. This one is all mine.” The couple sign the paperwork. “One is enough anyways… for now, at least.”

Pointing them down the hall, the couple heads off to pick up their new pet. The catgirl happily bobs her head in her owner’s lap. “Looks like you’re famous.” He rubs her back. The girl’s tail swishes with pride. Leaning back in his seat, he lets his pet finish him off.

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[lauraisaslvt]

Needy obidient catgirl that likes to play computer games is looking for a master who will told her to hold it in while long game is beeing played :3

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[kxsalt]

“Don’t tell a soul.”

Crumpled on the laundry room floor, the girl hugs her legs. Face buried in her knees, leggings around her ankles, ripped panties barely hanging on to her waist. “Did you hear me?” Her best friend’s dad’s voice sounds so far away. Looming over the trembling girl, he pulls up his pants and buckles his belt.

“You don’t tell anybody what happened.” A few tears drip down between her legs, splotching on the small puddle of his cum that had leaked out onto the cold tile. “Answer me.” His gruff voice is tinted with his normal soft cadence. “yes…” The girl’s red eyes flicker at him, peering up from her curled limbs. “Yes what?” Her friend’s dad tucks in his shirt. “Won’t tell anyone what happened.”

“Good. Now clean yourself up and go back to bed.”

She never used to touch herself much. Once a week at the most. Now she frantically rubs at her clit for the third time that day. The girl’s phone rattles in her hand as her fingers work on her pussy. The screen is so close, her ragged breathing fogs the image. “ah… ah… ah…” Her phone slips and falls to the mattress. Curling her body, she whimpers to herself as she brings herself to orgasm.

“Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.”

Alone in her room, the girl stares blankly at the video. Her heart pounds. Porn like this was something new to her. The middle-aged man brutishly forces himself into the younger woman. A cheerful chime sound notifies her of a text from her best friend. “Wanna come over and study tomorrow?” She reacts with a thumbs up. Rewinding the video, her hand dips back between her thighs.

The two friends procrastinate. A few half-hearted attempts at comparing notes in between painting their nails. The girl chooses a soft pink. Late into the evening, the pair snack on some cereal. The girl stretches and yawns. “It’s getting late, I should probably go…” She packs up her schoolwork. “…do you think your dad can give me a ride?”

Her best friend’s dad grabs his keys. They hug goodbye. Dropping her bag in the back seat, she climbs silently into the car. A quick text to her mom. I should be home in an hour or two. He starts the engine. Her house is only a few minutes down the road. “Didn’t tell anybody.” The girl mumbles to him. The man turns the wheel and pulls off onto a side road.

She stares out into the night as he drives to the woods. Darkness envelops them. Gravel crunches under the tires as he stops alongside the old road. Her eyes closed, she listens to the silence.

He grips her hair. “Stop! You don’t need to-“ Holding the back of her hair, the powerful man drags her face to his lap. “I’ll do it! You don’t have to make me…” His belt slaps across her face as he unbuckles it. She squirms and fights as he pulls his hard cock from his pants. “I’ll just suck it! Don’t!”

Forcing her head down, he pushes his cock deep into her throat. The girl gags. Both hands on the back of her neck, he grinds her face down until her nose touches his hip. She smacks at his thighs. Holding onto a fistful of her hair the man pumps his cock into her mouth. The girl can barely breathe. Every gasp for air is interrupted by a sob.

He gropes her mercilessly. One handful of her tits, one hand on the back of her skull. Her best friend’s dad groans and leans back. He facefucks the young girl in the family SUV. The pace increases. Droplets of her tears run down her cheeks and across her lips. She tastes the salty tears on his cock. His cock throbs in her throat.

The girl’s lips pull off his dick with a wet pop. He shoves her back into the passenger seat and climbs on top of her. “No. Please. No...” Her fresh pink nails claw at his chest as he forces her legs open. Pulling up her skirt, the man finds her fresh pink pussy. “No panties? Fucking slut.” She covers her face in shame. Rubbing the head of his cock against her hole, he grips her by the throat. “Wet too. Little whore.”

She shrieks as he thrusts his cock into her. Alone in the woods, nobody hears her scream. The girl shudders as he starts to rut inside. Cramped and awkward in the small space, he’s rougher than he needs to be. She twitches every time her friend’s dad’s cock thumps against her cervix. Gripping her wrists, he pulls her fingers away from her face and pins her arms to the headrest.

Holding both of her slender arms in one hand, his other hand takes advantage of her. Pulling up her shirt, he grabs her bare tits. A push on her knee opens her legs more and lets him get deeper. He squeezes her wet cheeks. Struggling in the seat, she can’t get away. “I would have done it…” The girl begs. “…I would have let you… stop… please…”

Her pathetic whining only makes him push harder. Grabbing the back of her head again, he tilts her head down. “Look at it.” She can see her tits bounce with each smack of his hips. “Look at what you made me do.” His thick cock stretches her out. Watching him thrust so carelessly into her, the girl falls silent.

“See it? What the fuck did you think was going to happen? Baiting me for years, now you want to pretend you’ll put out?”

The girl doesn’t respond. Her body shudders. He feels her tighten on his cock. Wet and slippery and crushed underneath his weight, the girl’s sobbing turns to short, sweet gasps.

“This is your fault.”

Her back arches. The man pounds into her faster and faster. All fight has left her body. She cums on his cock for the second time. It’s not as strong as the time on the laundry room floor, but it lasts longer. Pinning the little cocktease to the car seat, he cums deep in her bare pussy. Condensation runs down the foggy glass.

Relaxing in the driver’s seat, the man turns to his daughter’s best friend. Limp, her face is dull and expressionless. “Please don’t tell anyone.” He doesn’t answer. “Please. I’m sorry I baited you. I’m sorry. I didn’t know what I was doing.” She lets out a quiet sob. “Please don’t tell anyone I’m like this. I’m sorry.” He gently rests his hand on her thigh. “Don’t worry. This is just between us.”

He drives back down the road. The girl’s tits still hang out of her shirt. His cum spills across the inside of her skirt. Her finger draws a heart in the foggy glass. The car smells like their sex. Pulling up into the driveway of her parent’s house, she looks up at the dark building. The lights are off.

“Guess they’re asleep…” She talks quietly, as if to not wake them up. “…need anything… before I go?” He seems annoyed by the question. Shoving two fingers into her mouth, he clarifies their dynamic. “Need anything? If I need something, I can just take it. Understand?” The girl nods, sucking on his fingers.

In the darkness of the driveway, he makes the girl roll on her side. Curled up in the car seat, she stays quiet for him. He lifts up his daughter’s friend’s skirt. The wet fingers from her mouth touch her ass. The girl twitches but stays still. The man pushes one finger inside. “Ever had anything up here before?” She shakes her head. “Better start practicing.” She nods.

The second finger pushes into her bum. More cum drips from her cunny, down her ass. Her cheek smears the wet heart she drew on the window. Quiet, desparate gasps. He watches her pussy leak as he works his fingers in and out of her. The man sees her hand appear between her thighs and start to rub. A few minutes of play. He slowly eases his fingers out of her.

“That’s it for tonight. You can go.” She looks a little sad as she opens the car door. “Tits.” He reminds her. The girl pulls her shirt down to cover herself up. “Thanks… and, uh, thanks for the ride…” He smiles. “You’re welcome.” Flustered again, the girl stalls for time. She fumbles to extend their time together. “And, uhm… thanks for… the other stuff… I’m sorry about… you know…”

“You’ll make it up to me.” He nods at the back seat. “Don’t forget your bag.” Dizzy, the girl collects her belongings. They wish each other a good night. The man waits until she’s safe inside before driving away. On the other side of the door, her bag drops to the floor. She pauses and bursts into nervous laughter. I’ll make it up to him.

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[hiimnothere1-deactivated2025112]

I really love it when subs complain and whine

"Please, I cant take it anymore"

"Its too much"

"Im going to cum, please no"

Its honestly adorable. It let's me know that my pretty little sub is loving it. I wanna hear them scream, cry, shout, hell even fight back

Show me that your pretty little hole is loving every little bit of torture I give it. Show me that your little head is too overwhelmed to even think about being good.

I dont want my subs to have to "act" good. I want them to give into their desires as they cant help but moan in my ear. Screaming as I force my cock into them. I wanna feel their grip on my body tighten as they do whatever they can to cope with the overstimulation.

Its honestly the best. Sometimes, the best subs are the ones that give in ❤️

[a-delicate-touch]

what's wrong? you can't take it? you want me to stop? but sweetheart, i want to keep going. i want to hear your panicked little noises. i want to hear your frantic begging and pleading. i want to hear you say sorry without knowing what for. i want to see how much you fight and struggle and thrash around, just from my touch alone.

you'll do anything, you say?

then be good and take it for me.

[nisha-xx]

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.

[omorashiwet-deactivated20260107]

I need to be tortured with a padlock belt. I could not get my pants down even if I tried. Force me to drink water as you laugh at me struggling. Holding my crotch with dear life because I am about to piss myself. Dangle the key in my face to taunt me as I dance desperately. Put your hands on me to tease me. Make me piss myself

[lauraisaslvt]

Im new into omo. I mean i know the stuff but i actually never had a master that told me to hold or teach me how to. I never pissed myself before and im scared to but it makes me so horny when in thinking about it. I really need someone that will introduce all of the new stuff to me. Maby someone wants to train me.

[p2onypretty]

I want to walk out of my dorm in the morning with a vibrator inside me. I was playing last night and this morning, I'm in a hurry, so I don't have time to take it out. Oh well, I think. It'll just sit there.

I grab the remote, just so I know that it's on me. As I walk through campus, I'm in such a hurry to get to my class that I don't realize that I've dropped it.

I get to my class and I settle in my seat. Moments later, my toy starts buzzing softly. I bite my lip, trying not to react.

You have the remote, and are toying with it, imagining that there's a girl out there somewhere who's currently sitting in class, pussy buzzing.

You toy with me through my entire class. I head back to my dorm, determined to get the toy out. But I'm sweating, and my legs are damp. When you see me, it's obvious to you that I'm the one you've been toying with.

You follow me carefully, trying not to be spotted. When I slide my card and head into my dorm building, you catch the door and follow me.

You play with me as we walk, enjoying the sounds I make as the toy buzzes happily inside me. When I enter my room, you follow.

I notice you now, and you hold up the remote, turning the toy up to full blast, watching my eyes as I cum.

"Good girl," you whisper. I blush.

That blush is all it takes for you to decide you're going to rail me all night, whether I like it or not.

[dummy-daisy]

boarding school for denied girls

one of my favorite fantasies is a boarding school for girls where masturbation is absolutely not permitted. girls would get fitted with a chastity belt on their first day, required to wear it all the time except for maintenance washings, edgings and punishments. teachers would of course be allowed to fuck their student's asses or demand blowjobs in between classes, but the keys to the chastity belts would be stored in the headmaster's office. there would be rewards for girls that did exceptionally well in class, like supervised edging sessions or the permission to use sex toys. bad grades would mean you'd have to sit in class with a dildo or plug up your ass, get your tits, ass or pussy spanked by the teacher and forfeit your edging rights. on one day per week, all students would have their pussies stuffed full to determine how well the denied girls could work with the constant distraction. only the best and brightest students would get occasional ruined orgasms, and it would be the closest to satisfaction a girl would experience in her entire educational career. i imagine attending this school, getting better at satisfying my teachers every day, forced to study with my ass stuffed and my pussy dripping in its cage… who wants to be my teacher? 🩷

[p2onypretty]

I want my parents to send me to a slut boarding school without my knowledge. When I get there on the first day, I have to stand in a line while teachers take off our panties and shove vibrators inside us. I tell them no, but at this school, I don't get a say. I'm too scared to take it out. They pass the remotes to the boys randomly.

Throughout the day, my pussy buzzes and it slowly starts to make me wet. The boys trade remotes, so I end up being played with by multiple guys.

After lunch, the vibrators come out, and when I walk into my next class, the girl's desks all have some kind of dildo on them. One of the boys drags me over to one of the bigger dildos, and he and his buddies impale me on it, ignoring me when I tell them it's too big. Class starts, and I'm forced to cock warm this huge toy the entire time.

After classes, they take us to a room where we're all stripped and strapped down to tables. I tug at my bonds, but it doesn't help. The boy from earlier comes up, dick out. It's the same size as the toy from earlier. He was warming me up.

He doesn't wait and he isn't gentle. He slams his cock into me, laughing when I cry. He tells me what a good girl I am, how sluts like me belong on his cock, how good I feel. Finally, he cums, and he leaves. Other boys take turns with me for hours, but none of them fill me up like him.

Finally, they pull the girls off the tables. We wobble, but we're told we'll learn to take it. We're not allowed to put our clothes back on until tomorrow morning, and we're sent to dinner naked. The boy stops in the hall to grope my tits until I'm wet again, and then he shoves his fingers inside me. He doesn't let me cum though, telling me I have to wait until tomorrow for that.

[stepfordgentlemenclub]

[bimbotsworld-deactivated2022071]

i’ve always kinda wanted to get one of these and tuck into it 😶

[bittis-secret]

Warum schaut sie so unzufrieden bei der Schlüssel Übergabe?

Das ist doch ein glücklicher Augenblick.

[lauraisaslvt]

Does somone know some things that are not buttplugs but they will be safe to use? That i can but in grocery store?

[feralpuppyswitch]

You’re so horny but your dom isn’t home. You know he doesn’t like you touching yourself when he’s not home. He enjoys watching you rub your tdick and wants to be the only one who gets you to cum. But you’re so horny and all you want to do is grind your dripping cunt against anything. Since your dom isnt going to be home for another couples of hours, you think he isn’t going to know so you start playing with yourself.

Well your dom got off early and he didn’t tell you. He wanted to surprise you and take you out tonight. Spoil his little puppy. He walks through the door, seeing you grinding your soaking cunt against the couch. You freeze, puppy eyes wide knowing there’s a punishment coming.

“Oh dumb puppy, you know the rules. You aren’t supposed to be touching yourself when I’m not home. And to think I was going to surprise you tonight.” He starts taking off his belt, your cunt getting wetter with the idea of being punished. You’re a pain slut and love his punishments even though you’re not supposed too. “Lay on the couch and spread your legs, puppy. I want to see that soaking cunt.”

You lay on the couch, doing exactly as he says. “Now puppy, I’m going to clean off the dirty mess you made on your cunt and then I’m going to take this belt and slap your cunt until I deem you have had enough. If I see anymore wetness, I’m going to continue even longer.” You whine, knowing that it’s going to be impossible for you. “One.” You yelp as the smack of the belt hits your tdick. “Three.” You could already feel yourself getting more wet. “Five. Oh puppy, is that wetness I see? Tsk tsk. Six.” He hits you even harder, your cunt already red and tears about to streak down your face. “Ten.” The pain going through your whole body, your tdick so sensitive. “Fifteen.” You’re basically screaming now, tears running down your face, tongue hanging out of your mouth. “Twenty.” He smacks you even harder on the last one, making you scream out so loud you’re sure the whole neighborhood heard.

“Now pup, you’re going to wear this while we go out tonight.” He’s holding a remote control vibe in his hand. “You’re not allowed to make a sound or cum while we’re out. And if you’re good my sweet puppy, I’ll reward you when we get home. But if you make a sound or cum, you’re getting more spanks on your soaking cunt and I’m going to use you like my toy and you’re not going to be allowed to cum for a week. I’m also putting a camera up in the house to make sure my puppy isn’t touching himself again.”

He puts the vibe on you and gets you dressed. He takes you out for dinner and ice skating, while randomly turning on the vibe. You almost let out so many sounds when he does but you keep your mouth shut. It feels so good but you want to be a good pup for him so you can cum. You’re sure other people are noticing you shaking and biting your hand to keep from making sounds. It’s slightly embarrassing but it turns you on even more. And since you were so good while being out, your dom takes you home and makes you cum over and over again until you’re a panting, brain dead pup.

[wanders-in-wonderland]

Countdown

I startle awake and I find myself strapped down, on my knees, with my legs straddling a sybian and my arms tied tightly behind me. There are more ropes wrapped around my knees, keeping my body pressed firmly against the machine. I’m naked and I can feel the ridges of the machine pressed harshly against my bare core, the pressure forcing my clit to bear full contact against the smooth material of the machine.

My eyes dart around the room as I struggle uselessly against my bindings. The room is so dimly lit that I can hardly see a few feet in front of me.

“Help! Please! Someone help me!” I scream into the empty space, my voice filled with desperation and fear as the gravity of the situation hits me. Suddenly, as if in response to my plead, lights pierce through the darkness, illuminating everything to full brightness.

I gasp and instinctively squeeze my eyes shut, the sudden light a harsh assault to my senses. When my vision finally adjusts enough for me to look around again, I feel a surge of terror when I see the set up around me.

There are several cameras and microphones laid out surrounding me, clearly set up to get 360 coverage of me. Directly in front of me is a massive screen that show the live camera feeds and I feel a shiver of fear creep down my spine when I see how helpless and vulnerable I look, naked and strapped down. On the bottom half of the screen there’s a blinking red light with the words Livestream Disabled flashing. My stomach clenches when I realize that the live footage of me, tied up and naked like this, could be livestreamed to who knows how many people across the world.

Tears well up in my eyes as panic starts to settle in. I let out a soft sob, wanting nothing more than to curl into myself, away from everything around me. “Please, don’t do this! Please let me go!” My voice is choked with tears and fear as my futile struggles against the bindings are coldly captured by the cameras and my begging is met with absolute silence.

All of a sudden, the machine I’m straddling roars to life. I scream as my back instinctively arches to try to reduce some of the sensation with no effect. The ropes around my legs force my entire weight to sink onto the machine, pressing my pussy mercilessly against the now-vibrating sybian. The vibrations are steady and I feel them wash over me as my clit takes the brunt of it all.

I gasp as the sensation starts to build and my mind wrestles with the juxtaposition of fear and pleasure. The rumbling vibration of the machine is drawing out soft moans and whines from me as I feel the sensations mounting. I writhe as much as I can but there’s nothing I can do to slow the onslaught of pleasure that is very quickly overwhelming me. There’s nothing else in the space around me to distract me from what’s happening to my body, though I’m not sure there’s anything that could distract me right now.

I try my best to shift my weight to take some pressure off my clit but there’s no leverage for me to move my body. I let out a desperate whine as I feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming. My mind is scrambling as I’m trying to rationalize everything that is happening, being strapped to a machine and forcibly brought to an unwanted orgasm. I can’t hold back any longer and I feel my orgasm wash over me, my eyes fluttering shut as I my clit pulses and my pussy clenches. A moan escapes me as I writhe atop the machine, my hips grinding into the vibrations as my release tapers off.

The machine mercifully slows underneath me, the vibrations coming to a halt as I pant, trying to catch my breath and regain my bearings. When I glance up again at the screen, I feel a new wash of terror grip me as I register a few changes.

There’s a new line of text under where Livestream Disabled is written. It says Countdown to Livestream: 1 of 5. It takes me a moment before I register the meaning of the words: if I cum 5 times, the livestream turns on, showcasing my naked, shaking, cumming body to the entire world. I realize that whoever set up this cruel situation has every intention of forcing me to bend to their will so that I helplessly and reluctantly cum my way into putting on a show, my own body betraying me. I don’t have time to process any further before the sybian turns on again, this time at a much higher frequency.

A cry escapes from my lips and my body lurches as I desperately try to escape the stimulation. It’s too soon since my first orgasm and my clit is tingling with sensitivity. The machine doesn’t care as it relentlessly batters my body.

I’m trying to take deep breaths, to distract myself from the vibrations wracking my body. My clit feels hypersensitive and I silently beg my body to please, please don’t cum again.

I can feel myself getting closer and closer to a second orgasm and I’m doing everything in my power to hold it back. I’m determined to hold out, to not let this demented situation bend me to break. The pleasure makes me gasp and whine, my clit turning into a focal point of unadulterated ecstasy. The sound of my own ragged breathing fills the air as I’m drawing in desperate deep breaths to try to calm myself. It’s no match against the machine beneath me as it increases in intensity and I lose the shred of command I held over my body. A scream is wretched out of my throat as I cum.

The text on the screen changes in response: Countdown to Livestream: 2 of 5.

I let out a choked whine and I’m grasping at straws as I beg into the empty space, hoping, praying for a miracle to make this all stop. “Please,” my voice is shaking, “Please, help me. Make this stop, I’m begging you, please!” There’s no miraculous rescue in response to my pleading. This time, there’s not even a break between orgasms. The vibrations only kick up a notch, pulling a gasp from my lips.

“No, no, no, please! Please stop! I don’t want this!” I cry out, unable to stop myself from begging even when I know it’s useless. There’s no sympathy for me. I feel the horrible pleasure start to build again. My hands clench into fists and I dig my nails into my palms, gritting my teeth as I will my body to ignore the pleasure. It didn’t work earlier and it doesn’t work this time. My sheer will is no match against the machine bending my body to its wants. I shatter into a third orgasm, the pleasure rushing through me so intensely that I feel my head spin.

Countdown to Livestream: 3 of 5.

I jerk and struggle uselessly against my bindings. I feel the vibrations start to slow and I gasp in relief as my body comes down from the high it was forced into. There’s a growing feeling of despair as I realize I’m only two orgasms away from the livestream starting. And it doesn’t look like I have any hope to withstanding the pleasure to hold out for much longer. As if on cue, the machine restarts its vibrations.

The previous orgasms have pushed my body into overstimulation and my clit feels raw with pleasure but there’s nothing to give me a break. My pussy is drooling over the sybian, clenching and pulsing as pleasure makes me a slave. I’m being pushed higher and higher as I focus every measure of my mind to holding this orgasm back.

My teeth dig into my lip as I try to ground myself in the pain and my eyes are screwed shut. I teeter over the edge but out of sheer will, I hold myself back, begging my body to comply. For a moment, I manage to force my body to obey, curbing the pleasure. Then, the vibrations increase again.

I let out an anguished cry as the pleasure rushes through me, shattering all of my efforts at containing myself. I feel my cunt spray my release all over myself, my body locked in the throes of my orgasm. The sounds exploding out of me are a combination of pure pleasure and sheer torment.

Countdown to Livestream: 4 of 5.

I’m one orgasm away from the point of no return and the terror of being broadcasted to the world makes me want to cry. The vibrations pick up speed and there’s a sense of resigned acceptance that washes over me as my body obeys the machine and begins to inch towards my final release. But this time, it’s so much worse than I could’ve anticipated.

The sybian batters my body as it has with the past four orgasms. It expertly and unrelentingly drives me higher and higher in my pleasure, pulling moans and gasps out of me as it works. My body is barreling towards another all-encompassing orgasm when suddenly, all of the stimulation cuts off just as I’m about to cum. I let out a loud gasp as my body jerks in response to the loss of pleasure. I don’t understand. I was so fucking close and it all stopped. My eyes dart to the screen but there’s nothing there to explain what happened. The words Countdown to Livestream: 4 of 5 seem to taunt me.

My body slowly creeps back from the edge, my breathing stabilizing as the haze of pleasure slowly fades away. And then, the machine restarts. The vibrations are harsh and intense against my clit and I cry out as the previous pleasure suddenly slams back into me. Before long, I’m letting out gasping cries as my body once again is at the very precipice of pleasure. Again, it all stops. I can’t control the whine that slips out. I should be happy. Whatever is making the machine cut off at the very last second is obviously saving me from the livestream starting but the deep, primal, needy part of me wants to cry at the pleasure that’s being withheld from me.

The cycle continues when the machine restarts. At the very last moment, when just one more second of stimulation would push me over the edge, the machine stops. This time, I cry, hot and desperate tears falling down my cheeks.

I can’t even bring myself to care about the livestream anymore. I’m so fucking close, so desperate for the pleasure that I would sell my soul to cum. The last four orgasms do nothing to curb this insatiable desire that’s built up since the edging began and I’m mindless with need. My cunt is clenching around nothing, my clit throbbing in time to my heart beat but there’s nothing I can do to push myself over the edge. I feel my orgasm fading away and I let out a needy whine.

A few moments later, the sybian starts up again and a lewd moan slips from my mouth. My back arches as the pleasure washes over me, the previous edging driving me so close to the brink that even a few seconds of vibrations are enough to push me to the edge again. But again, the machine stops.

“Please! Please, I’m begging you, I need to cum. Please let me cum! Please, I need to cum.” My pleas didn’t work earlier when I was begging for the pleasure to stop and they certainly don’t work when I’m now pleading for an orgasm. It’s a cruel joke to make me such a slave to pleasure that I’m begging for my own demise.

The unrelenting cycle continues as the vibrations resume. There are incoherent babbles of desperation spilling from my lips as the pleasure mounts. Again, I’m held at the torturous edge as the machine plays my body like a familiar instrument.

Again, the vibrations cut off just as I’m about to cum. I scream. “Please! Please let me cum, just start the livestream, please, I just need to cum!”

It seems that I’ve said the magic words because the machine beneath me restarts with a fervor. I barely have time to draw a breath in when my orgasm slams full force into me. I shatter into unrelenting, all-encompassing pleasure as my cunt squirts out my release. Every single cell of my body is flooded with ecstasy and my consciousness shatters under the force of it all.

When I regain my senses again, I glance up at the screen and see the fated words reflecting back towards me: Livestream On, Countdown to Livestream: 5 of 5. I can’t bring myself to care when the machine underneath me increases its power and my eyes roll up as my overstimulated body is forced to react.

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A sub squirms restlessly, hand shoved into his crotch as his bladder aches. “Do you want me to help you hold?” His dom speaks, phrasing it like a question when it isn't one. He nods and clenches as hard as he can when he slowly removes his hand from between his legs. He almost snaps at his dom to hurry up when he feels his pussy twitch with a dribble of piss.

The dom pushes his hand into the subs boxers, humming in disapproval when he feels the patch of wetness. He pinches his tdick, making him jolt in surprise. “There you go, doesn't that feel better?” The dom coos at him. He's trying so hard to clench, but his muscles are failing him. “Please, I need you to hold it back.” He whines in desperate confusion. “But I am?” His dom states innocently, a finger pushes down firmly on the head of his tdick. “See? This always helps me when I gotta go...”

He's hit with a sudden realization, a feeling of dread washing over him. “No, no, please–” his legs tremble “Do it right!” He moves to put his own hand back, but his dom grasps it before he can reach his crotch. “That's a bit greedy, don't you think?” The dom laughs. “You're a big boy. You don't need that much help to hold your piss, right?”

He needs something against his hole. Now. He can feel it throbbing from all the liquid pressure against it. His pent up piss just begging to come out. It needs to come out.

An abrupt hiss interrupts the silence. “Fuck! No, no–” He yelps as warm piss saturates his boxers. He instinctively goes to plug his hole shut with his hand, but it's still caught firmly in his dom's grip. He clenches, but his piss continues to stutter with weak streams without the help of a hand.

“Are you even trying?” His dom questions with no sincerity. “I can't do all the work for you.”

He can't hold it anymore. His pee hole twitches once, twice– And he begins to drench his dom's hand with hot piss. Moaning out as his bladder finally starts to shrink with the sound of pee splattering on the floor.

Blissfully empty. He barely registers his dom muttering about poor bladder control and appropriate punishment.

[burstingsblog]

Making a sub choose between being able to cum and being able to empty their bladder is the hottest thing.

Make them edge every day for a week (or longer), so they're a desperate, needy mess by play day.

Then lock the bathroom before they wake up on play day. Keep that bladder nice and full on play day. Keep plying them with drinks, so it keeps getting fuller, until the evening when they're bursting and begging.

Once they start begging to pee, have them lay naked on the bed, and spend an hour or two teasing and edging them, until both of their needs are at their peak.

That's when you give them their choice.. piss, or cum. Only one.

But here's the part that doesn't get talked about enough:

Consequences of their decision.

Ok, so you chose to piss. Probably a good idea since you look like you're about to wet yourself any second. But you're going to spend the next 24 hours being teased and edged, with only enough breaks to eat, sleep, and piss in between. You might get to cum tomorrow night. Or you might have to just wait until we play again next weekend...

OR

Ok, so you chose to cum. I can see why, you're so needy you can't even form a coherent sentence. But I hope you didn't think you were going to get to cum and then just hold it for an hour or two until you wet yourself and let that be the end of it. No. From now until bedtime tomorrow night, you're holding. If I decide it looks like you really can't hold it anymore, I'll let you piss for 5 seconds. Just enough to keep the dam from breaking. Then you'll cut it off, pull your pants back up, and we're going back out. Yes, we're going to be in public. Did you think I would just let you stay home so you can have as many "accidents" as you want?

If you *DO* have an accident, I'm just going to have you drink enough to fill right back up. So don't even think about it.

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Let each consequence be enough torture that they want to choose the other next time, every time.