Please, I’m so wet… I completely soaked through the first diaper and now the outer one is soaked. Please can you change me now? I’m so wet… I haven’t gotten changed all day, I begged and begged for one but just got another one put on top.
I drank all the water you told me to, bottle after bottle after bottle. Please… I can’t stop going, I feel like I’ve been wetting myself non-stop for an hour.
I swear, I’ll never force the door lock on the bathroom again. If you want me to wear diapers for a day, I will, I swear. Please…
…every day?
Why?!
No please… please… I’m sorry. No, not another diaper on top… please, yes I’ll wear diapers for you.
i had to go so bad but i didn’t want to stop watching my movie! i kept holding until i was leaking, but i couldn’t get up anymore bc i had to go so bad. i shoved a towel between my legs and had a full uncontrollable accident on my bed 🙈
So over the weekend I did a hold and I went for a walk in the mall. I said I'd hold until noon and then start looking for bathrooms. At like 11:45 I get nervous and start looking but i couldn't FIND any bathrooms. I'm like uh oh so I start to walk home still planning to hold til noon but probably let go as soon as I get there. Well at 11:58 I get to my front door and try to hang on for just two more minutes but the very sight of my front door had my bladder contracting and little microleaks forcing their way out (no matter how hard I held or danced). So I put the key in the lock and sprint to the bathroom and it is about to come out like LEGIT about to come out. Like I literally cannot wait another minute, I will flood the floor. So I'm in the bathroom and potty dancing frantically and trying to pull my pants down but they're stuck and I remember that in my overconfidence from a few minutes ago I had triple knotted my pants... BIG mistake. My bladder totally exploded and I couldn't get them off and I ended up just pushing the toilet lid off and collapsing on the seat with my pants still on. It hurt so so bad the whole time and the feeling of being that bursting and then finally losing control made me moan and sigh out loud as I was just totally satisfied and peed for over a minute. I am not a loud wetter and I can't hold that much pee so I know I really pushed my limits. It was the best feeling ever but thinking about it now has me crossing my legs really tight on this bus because I highkey drank too much again and really have to go. Thank you that is all
This is a game of permission and urgency, two wonderfully complementary erotic forces.
Permission is like a lock that guards a treasure, and urgency makes the treasure even more precious. As Thomas Paine once said: what we obtain too cheap we esteem too lightly, it is dearness only that gives everything its value.
By voluntarily giving up control we can turn something that was previously freely available into something rationed, making it immediately so much more valuable and desirable.
In this game, giving up control means agreeing to be bound by the virtual lock of another's permission. Those who have agreed not to masturbate without a disciplinarian’s permission will already know how such denial can make sexual pleasure so much more precious. It changes it from an indulgence available anytime to a reward only granted to those on their best behaviour.
How To Play
This game is deceptively simple. There are two roles, one partner will be the wearer, the other will be the permission-granter. Both roles can be played by anyone, regardless of their anatomy. The wearer is a submissive role, the granter a dominant role. If you like to switch, partners can choose to play either, you could even decide with the toss of a coin.
Once the wearer is decided, they will pledge to their partner that they will not lower their underwear until they are given permission to do so.
This game can be played in person, or long-distance. If the permission-granter is physically present, they should take charge of pulling the underwear up and into place. They may want to establish a little ritual, perhaps they will choose the garment that is worn, or inspect their partner’s state of arousal beforehand.
The act of transferring control is an important part of this game, as permission is a gift, and should be given with due respect and reverence. Both partners should be looking deeply into each other’s eyes whilst the wearer makes their request, something like “Please will you take charge of my panties?”
The permission-granter should then verbally acknowledge the gift, saying something like “I shall take charge of your panties, do not touch them again without my permission.” They can then ensure their chosen garment is pulled up snugly to their satisfaction.
The granter can decide what other clothing the wearer is allowed. If they’re going out, they may be dressed normally, if they’re staying in, they might be dressed more scantily, perhaps their permission panties will be the only garment they can wear.
If the permission-granter is not physically present, the wearer can still ask for their panties to be controlled over instant messaging or even a video call, and then pull up their own underwear when told to do so.
Once the wearer has given control of their underwear to their partner, they are agreeing not to touch it again until they have been granted permission. It should feel as unbreachable as a chastity belt, but locked with the force of the pledge they have just given.
Initially, the power-transfer of relinquishing control of something as basic as being able to lower one’s underwear will feel pleasingly erotic. But as time ticks by, the wearer will start to appreciate the permission they now require is increasingly precious - because urination is a biological necessity.
In only a few hours their need for permission will have escalated, as the urge to avoid wetting themselves becomes all consuming. It will come to dominate the wearer’s mind, amplifying their feelings of submissiveness and obedience. They will come to crave the relief of a long gushing release.
For the permission-granter, this is an opportunity to exert the control that has been gifted to them. They can encourage their partner, telling them how well they’re doing, and how they admire their self-control and obedience.
Or, if their partner has been naughty recently, this might be an opportunity for some gentle teasing, like reminding them they’re going to pee their panties, or inviting them to the bathroom to watch the permission-granter relieve themselves. If the granter is remote, they might threaten to turn their phone off and go offline for a while, or just keep up the arousing talk so their partner’s attention is kept firmly on the throbbing sensations between their legs.
Inevitably, urgency will become desperation. Whereas a few hours ago the wearer might have taken being naked for granted, soon they’ll be craving being exposed again. It will be all they can think about, and clenching tight will only intensify the sensations.
If the permission giver is not physically present, the wearer may become transfixed to their phone, desperate to hear it buzz and chirp, pleading that their next message will be the one that grants them release, before it's too late.
Perhaps, at the last, the wearer will be sitting on the toilet, with their panties still pulled up, unsure until the very last moment whether it’s their partner’s intention to grant them relief or watch them wet themselves.
Sometimes, at this moment of maximum arousal and desperation, female players may experience a peegasm - where she comes and wets herself simultaneously. Her disciplinarian may instruct her to rub herself as she pees, or to come immediately afterwards whilst her panties are still hot, soaked, and dripping.
All great games should have an unpredictable outcome. When one consents to being put into permission panties, you never quite know how the experience will end.
Variations
Despite its deceptively simple rules, this game offers considerable scope for adding your own variations to reflect what turns you both on.
If panty wetting isn’t your thing, permission panties can be used to tease and deny, becoming a kind of fabric chastity belt. So the wearer might be tied up and teased until they’re desperate to fuck or be licked, rather than desperate to pee.
If humiliation is your thing, the granter can stroke the pee hole of a female partner through her permission panties. Even if the granter is not physically present, the wearer can be sent messages and instructed to imagine her fingertip is their partner’s fingertip, and to stroke her pee hole, but no other part of her vulva.
Rubbing her peehole when her vagina is aching and bladder is full not only feels wonderful, it also erodes her resistance, bringing the game’s denouement closer.
The intensity of sensations means it is perfectly possible for both males and females to come without touching themselves. This lapse may be considered very naughty by their disciplinarians, could result in additional punishment. Those who can’t control themselves and come into their permission panties will still require permission to lower them, and will have to sit in their own mess until that is granted.
If anal play excites you both, bottoms can be plugged before panties are pulled up for even more intense sensations. Male wearers may find toys that specially stimulate the prostate are especially arousing. Anatomical differences mean males can’t ejaculate and pee simultaneously, but they might feel intensely pleasurable sensations as they urinate.
Likewise, to intensify the sensations for female wearers, they could have their vaginas filled with a dildo, ben wa balls, or even a remote control toy before their panties are pulled up.
If bondage is your thing, the wearer might have their hands cuffed behind them, and be left sitting on the toilet with their panties pulled up. To further restrict their movement, their ankles could be tied together behind the toilet bowl too.
If the wearer is restrained, the countdown to desperation could become a negotiation. What would the wearer do for the privilege of being released? Give up wearing any underwear for a week, or masturbation, or volunteer to serve as a sex slave? You could engage in an erotic exchange of offers and counteroffers, with an auction-like urgency introduced by the growing pressure in the wearer’s bladder. The granter can then decide whether to accept their desperate partner’s final plea, or cruelly deny them, watching them wet themselves utterly in a climactic humiliating final gush.
Or, if competitive jeopardy appeals, both partners could put on permission panties, and agree a forfeit in advance for whoever loses control and wets themselves first. To make it even more interesting, other preliminary forfeits could be added, like having to drink a glass of water if either player says a proscribed word, like fuck.
These are just some ideas to get you started, like all these naughty games I encourage you to embellish them with whatever kinks turn you both on.
I hope this game demonstrates that denial should not require any keys or locks, a mere promise is sufficient to turn an everyday garment into a chastity device, and begin a game of thrilling erotic jeopardy.
Agreeing to abide by another's permission is one of the greatest gifts a submissive can give. And the subsequent yearning for what has been relinquished is one of the sweetest possible torments.
This is a game of permission and urgency, two wonderfully complementary erotic forces.
Permission is like a lock that guards a treasure, and urgency makes the treasure even more precious. As Thomas Paine once said: what we obtain too cheap we esteem too lightly, it is dearness only that gives everything its value.
By voluntarily giving up control we can turn something that was previously freely available into something rationed, making it immediately so much more valuable and desirable.
In this game, giving up control means agreeing to be bound by the virtual lock of another's permission. Those who have agreed not to masturbate without a disciplinarian’s permission will already know how such denial can make sexual pleasure so much more precious. It changes it from an indulgence available anytime to a reward only granted to those on their best behaviour.
How To Play
This game is deceptively simple. There are two roles, one partner will be the wearer, the other will be the permission-granter. Both roles can be played by anyone, regardless of their anatomy. The wearer is a submissive role, the granter a dominant role. If you like to switch, partners can choose to play either, you could even decide with the toss of a coin.
Once the wearer is decided, they will pledge to their partner that they will not lower their underwear until they are given permission to do so.
This game can be played in person, or long-distance. If the permission-granter is physically present, they should take charge of pulling the underwear up and into place. They may want to establish a little ritual, perhaps they will choose the garment that is worn, or inspect their partner’s state of arousal beforehand.
The act of transferring control is an important part of this game, as permission is a gift, and should be given with due respect and reverence. Both partners should be looking deeply into each other’s eyes whilst the wearer makes their request, something like “Please will you take charge of my panties?”
The permission-granter should then verbally acknowledge the gift, saying something like “I shall take charge of your panties, do not touch them again without my permission.” They can then ensure their chosen garment is pulled up snugly to their satisfaction.
The granter can decide what other clothing the wearer is allowed. If they’re going out, they may be dressed normally, if they’re staying in, they might be dressed more scantily, perhaps their permission panties will be the only garment they can wear.
If the permission-granter is not physically present, the wearer can still ask for their panties to be controlled over instant messaging or even a video call, and then pull up their own underwear when told to do so.
Once the wearer has given control of their underwear to their partner, they are agreeing not to touch it again until they have been granted permission. It should feel as unbreachable as a chastity belt, but locked with the force of the pledge they have just given.
Initially, the power-transfer of relinquishing control of something as basic as being able to lower one’s underwear will feel pleasingly erotic. But as time ticks by, the wearer will start to appreciate the permission they now require is increasingly precious - because urination is a biological necessity.
In only a few hours their need for permission will have escalated, as the urge to avoid wetting themselves becomes all consuming. It will come to dominate the wearer’s mind, amplifying their feelings of submissiveness and obedience. They will come to crave the relief of a long gushing release.
For the permission-granter, this is an opportunity to exert the control that has been gifted to them. They can encourage their partner, telling them how well they’re doing, and how they admire their self-control and obedience.
Or, if their partner has been naughty recently, this might be an opportunity for some gentle teasing, like reminding them they’re going to pee their panties, or inviting them to the bathroom to watch the permission-granter relieve themselves. If the granter is remote, they might threaten to turn their phone off and go offline for a while, or just keep up the arousing talk so their partner’s attention is kept firmly on the throbbing sensations between their legs.
Inevitably, urgency will become desperation. Whereas a few hours ago the wearer might have taken being naked for granted, soon they’ll be craving being exposed again. It will be all they can think about, and clenching tight will only intensify the sensations.
If the permission giver is not physically present, the wearer may become transfixed to their phone, desperate to hear it buzz and chirp, pleading that their next message will be the one that grants them release, before it's too late.
Perhaps, at the last, the wearer will be sitting on the toilet, with their panties still pulled up, unsure until the very last moment whether it’s their partner’s intention to grant them relief or watch them wet themselves.
Sometimes, at this moment of maximum arousal and desperation, female players may experience a peegasm - where she comes and wets herself simultaneously. Her disciplinarian may instruct her to rub herself as she pees, or to come immediately afterwards whilst her panties are still hot, soaked, and dripping.
All great games should have an unpredictable outcome. When one consents to being put into permission panties, you never quite know how the experience will end.
Variations
Despite its deceptively simple rules, this game offers considerable scope for adding your own variations to reflect what turns you both on.
If panty wetting isn’t your thing, permission panties can be used to tease and deny, becoming a kind of fabric chastity belt. So the wearer might be tied up and teased until they’re desperate to fuck or be licked, rather than desperate to pee.
If humiliation is your thing, the granter can stroke the pee hole of a female partner through her permission panties. Even if the granter is not physically present, the wearer can be sent messages and instructed to imagine her fingertip is their partner’s fingertip, and to stroke her pee hole, but no other part of her vulva.
Rubbing her peehole when her vagina is aching and bladder is full not only feels wonderful, it also erodes her resistance, bringing the game’s denouement closer.
The intensity of sensations means it is perfectly possible for both males and females to come without touching themselves. This lapse may be considered very naughty by their disciplinarians, could result in additional punishment. Those who can’t control themselves and come into their permission panties will still require permission to lower them, and will have to sit in their own mess until that is granted.
If anal play excites you both, bottoms can be plugged before panties are pulled up for even more intense sensations. Male wearers may find toys that specially stimulate the prostate are especially arousing. Anatomical differences mean males can’t ejaculate and pee simultaneously, but they might feel intensely pleasurable sensations as they urinate.
Likewise, to intensify the sensations for female wearers, they could have their vaginas filled with a dildo, ben wa balls, or even a remote control toy before their panties are pulled up.
If bondage is your thing, the wearer might have their hands cuffed behind them, and be left sitting on the toilet with their panties pulled up. To further restrict their movement, their ankles could be tied together behind the toilet bowl too.
If the wearer is restrained, the countdown to desperation could become a negotiation. What would the wearer do for the privilege of being released? Give up wearing any underwear for a week, or masturbation, or volunteer to serve as a sex slave? You could engage in an erotic exchange of offers and counteroffers, with an auction-like urgency introduced by the growing pressure in the wearer’s bladder. The granter can then decide whether to accept their desperate partner’s final plea, or cruelly deny them, watching them wet themselves utterly in a climactic humiliating final gush.
Or, if competitive jeopardy appeals, both partners could put on permission panties, and agree a forfeit in advance for whoever loses control and wets themselves first. To make it even more interesting, other preliminary forfeits could be added, like having to drink a glass of water if either player says a proscribed word, like fuck.
These are just some ideas to get you started, like all these naughty games I encourage you to embellish them with whatever kinks turn you both on.
I hope this game demonstrates that denial should not require any keys or locks, a mere promise is sufficient to turn an everyday garment into a chastity device, and begin a game of thrilling erotic jeopardy.
Agreeing to abide by another's permission is one of the greatest gifts a submissive can give. And the subsequent yearning for what has been relinquished is one of the sweetest possible torments.
Prompt: A has to pee really bad but they’re in public with no place for them to go. It’s also pouring outside so in a split-second, they decide to wet themself thinking the rain will hide it. As soon as they start letting go, they realize it was a bad idea because the rain doesn’t match the power of their release, but now they can’t stop.
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