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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.

sidewindernight

I love the idea of a vibrator with a remote in someone who's about to pee themselves.

You kinda have a remote detonator. With a push of a button, they pee themselves.

Also the idea of having a vibrator in me. And my partner is waiting for me to least expect it.

I'm just making dinner or something, my bladder is so full it's starting to ache. Doing the pee pee dance while I cook. And I'm periodically putting my hand between my legs to stop anything from happening. Leaking enough that there's a visible wet spot in my pants. And suddenly BAM. The vibrator is activated. I fall to my knees from pleasure and straining to not pee. But it doesn't work. And I began to pee. Unable to stop due to the vibration. Then I'm just left in a warm puddle.

dumbslutevie-deactivated2024120

i want a Daddy who controls my toilet time. nothing extreme! he just accompanies me every time i need to go piss and makes sure to play with my tits while i'm there. and every time i'm not allowed to let go until he says "good piss slut". every single time for months and months, slowly conditioning me to only start pissing when he says "good piss slut". and he slowly starts controlling how often i can go, making me wait even when i beg and plead, no matter how desperate until one day he denies me and denies me and denies and then, in the middle of where we are, no toilet in sight, says "good piss slut". and like the good little piss slut i am, i wet myself right there and then unable to ignore my conditioning

dumbslutevie-deactivated2024120

and of course, dumb lil sluts who wet themselves need to be put in diapers, don't they?

nope-nothing-to-see-here

Really want a guy to casually make me drink a lot. Give me a drink to try, take me for a walk and say how thirsty I must be, things like that. I want him to distract me so I don't ask to use the bathroom. I want to finally get up to go and have him tell me no. I want him to make me stay where I am, maybe even make me drink more. I want him to force me to hold it until I'm a mess, whimpering and begging for him to let me pee. Then I want him to make me let go of my crotch, spread my legs, and wet myself.

That'd just be so hot

pleasebegood

a few weeks ago i had the house to myself (very rare occurrence) and was feeling already very deviant.. after scrolling through this blog for a bit i was like ok why the fuck not

let’s do this thing

i had about four-five hours until my roommate was going to be home, as well as a list of chores i wanted to get done before then, and an urge to b extra deviant …why not combine everything into one, hm? my favorite part of irl omo is the final stages — the leaking into the wetting. i’m also much more of a dom, so my preference is tilted more toward controlling someone else’s bladder, but i’ve wanted to dabble a little more into my own. so this was the second proper “hold” i’ve done myself. i didn’t have much time anyway, but also don’t have the patience or will to hold for very long (and little interest in suffering too long myself). so the rapid method is perfect

around 1:30 pm, i started. decided i was going to let myself piss every 15 minutes for the next two hours, and knew from my first hold that with a little psychological torment, that would have me shaking and leaking within an hour or two following. i was already painfully horny as soon as i started—honestly as soon as the idea hit my little head. i started edging myself for a bit. i’d already been idly rubbing my clit while scrolling, so i ramped that up. i got myself so wet and worked up, then switched out my fingers for a makeup brush. it was my first time every trying that and wowwwww let me tell you—had me feeling insane. i got myself pretty close by the first pee break. i went on like that for the next couple breaks, sipping water, scrolling, torturing my clit with a makeup brush. at about the hour mark, i decided to start my chores. i had dishes to do, and already knew my plan—i was gonna save those for as close to the cut off time as possible, and really feel alllll that running water. my wet hands, water splashing on me, the sound of the faucet.

the next thirty minutes went by, tidying the house, drinking, peeing, so on and so forth. here and there, i’d stop to edge myself a little more, then wash my hands and get back to work. as i said, my favorite way to speed up the desperation even more is some psychological torture. the first hold i did, i opted for sitting on the toilet with my legs spread every 15 minutes or so, forcing myself to stay like that at least 30 seconds before flushing and washing my hands as if i’d pissed for real. this time, i knew i wanted to do that, but i also wanted to up the ante. out of curiosity, i searched up some audio. i found a playlist (on youtube, idk why i was surprised honestly) of flowing water sounds and hypnosis videos. perfect. i started listening to those while on my hands and knees, scraping cat hair from my rug. by this point, i’d been peeing every fifteen minutes for about an hour and a half, and the need to pee each time was getting stronger. while on my knees, i was already squirming waiting the last 5 minutes for my next break. each time i went to the bathroom, i couldn’t help rubbing my clit just a little before i let myself pee.

3:15 comes around: i was going to get one more break after this before the hold would begin. it was the perfect time to start the dishes. barely a few minutes in, my legs were shaking. i knew i only have that one more break, and i was like: wow, okay, this hold is not going to last long once it starts, which is EXACTLY what i wanted.

while i washed dishes, i was listening to a hypnosis that was supposed to relax you into pissing the bed. i didn’t know if it would actually do anything for me, especially while actively doing something, but surprisingly, it had me feeling so loose and floaty. before that video ended, my last bathroom break came, and i had to pee BAD. i enjoyed it, knowing it would be the last for the indefinite future. the dishes still weren’t done, but i decided to take a quick smoke break before going back to work. barely ten minutes later, i was already feeling my bladder filling up fast. alllll according to plan

i went back to the dishes, and the playlist moved to another hypnosis. this one was text on screen, which i wasn’t reading, but the audio—ohhh man, the audio. it was a sort of hissing sound, then a loud sound of a single droplet of liquid hitting water, on repeat. i had to cross my legs. something about that sound had my bladder going crazy. not to mention, my pussy was throbbing by now. one of my favorite things about this whole kink is that hissing sound, so this video was absolutely sending me. it felt like my bladder and pussy throbbed in unison every time the droplet sound hit. the feeling of the hot water running on my hands was starting to get to me as well. there was no doubt i had to pee soon. it had been fifteen minutes since my last break—my body was accustomed. it was ready; too bad it wasn’t gonna get another break.

just to add a little extra pain, i leaned against the edge of the sink, which perfectly pressed right into my bladder. holy shit. my legs wobbled. finally, i finished the dishes. almost perfectly timed with turning off the sink, the next video came on and it was nothing but streaming water sounds. since my body was already begging for my next 15 minute break (which it wasn’t going to get), i thought it was a great time to trick myself into feeling like relief was on its way. i went back to the bathroom, stroking myself lightly through my underwear as i sat down on the toilet. my panties were pretty wet already, but no piss yet , just from how turned on i was. i painfully opened my legs as i sat there, and i could feel that tingling right at the edge of the piss wanting to break free. about thirty seconds passed, and i stood up quickly, clamping my legs together. washing my hands sent a shiver down my spine. i was so turned on, i felt like i could lose my mind. water sounds still full force in my ears, i went back to bed. i teased my clit with the makeup brush until i was writhing, so close to orgasm but not giving myself the satisfaction.

i went through this routine for maybe the next 30 minutes—sitting on the toilet with no release, edging with the brush with no release, all the while sipping a bit more water and feeling the need increase. i think it had only been an hour since the proper hold started, and i didn’t think i’d even make it to the two hour mark. i went out to my balcony for another quick smoke break—i didn’t even necessarily want a cigarette, just wanted to keep myself busy (and i can’t lie, the feeling that i could start leaking at any second while outside was too thrilling to ignore, tho i’ll note no one was around and i live two stories up so no one on the street could see either, just one of those little exhibitionist feelings to be outside in daylight). at this point i was listening to another hypnosis. the voice in the video was describing in detail the feeling off my bladder slowly getting fuller, how good it felt to be filled, and even more, how good it would feel to release. but how it wasn’t time to release yet, i had to keep it in. about ten minutes into that video, i was feeling so floaty, so full, and so unbelievably turned on. just walking through the house and feeling my legs rub together was making me quiver. i went back to the sink to fill up my water, and the sound overtop of the audio made my knees buckle. i forced myself to stand with my legs apart just to make things worse. right about that point, the man’s voice suggested i let go just a little. just a drop to feel a taste of the relief that was to come. oh my god. he described how good it would feel, and encouraged, “just let a little bit of that warmth out.” oh man…i was holding on. i didn’t even think i could let out an intentional leak because i was so horny. but since i was still at the sink, i decided to fuck with myself, and wash my hands one more time. that did it: i had my first leak. it was just a small gush, enough to make my already damp underwear a bit noticeably wetter, but it didn’t get through to my pants.

i clamped my legs together again and squirmed. the hypnosis was right though: the taste of release felt so good. i wanted to pee and to come so fucking badly. not yet though: another round of sitting on the toilet first. this one was the hardest, and i definitely leaked a tiny bit more before i stood up. i paced around the house; a few more leaks. it still wasn’t soaking through to my pants though, i was able to keep them under control enough. i wasn’t sure how much longer i had though, and i was so desperately horny, i decided to go back to my room and get set up for the inevitable. i piled some towels on the floor, and laid back over them. i started dragging the brush over my pussy again. my entire body was shaking so hard i was practically convulsing. like he knew that, the voice in the hypnosis described how he knew i would be shaking from how badly i wanted release, and how good i knew it would feel. i was a little to close to the edge again, so i had to stop touching myself. but i still couldn’t stop wriggling my hips, squeezing my thighs together, rutting against the bunched up towels. i sat up, partially because i could not be still, but also so i could grind even harder on the towels.

again, the audio started describing how good it would feel to let go. i was straight up whimpering to myself, i was so lost in the sauce. again, he said, “just push a little out. not enough to get relief, but just a little push”. it was involuntary; a good sized leak jetted out. that one definitely soaked through to my pants. the warmth of it was so intoxicating, i couldn’t help but grind even harder on the towels. the more i moved, the more leaks i had to let out—at this point, they weren’t just leaks, they were full on spurts.

finally, the audio said to let go. he described in so much detail how good it must feel to let it flow and feel all that warmth rushing out. though i wanted to feel that, i was way too horny and close to getting off to let go completely. the spurts just kept coming, feeling warmer and wetter. just grinding on the towels was so torturous—i needed to come so badly, and it was taking too long, i couldn’t take it. i gave in, and shoved my hand into my pants to rub my clit directly through my soaked panties. it barely lasted seconds before i came so hard, whining and moaning, still rutting into the warmth of the wet towels.

as i drifted back from the hard earned orgasm, i kept leaking little dribbles, but could feel i still had so much left inside me. i didn’t want to risk soaking through to the floor at this point, so i quickly rushed to the bathroom and into the bathtub. the second i stepped into the tub, i completely let go. usually it’s hard for me to piss after getting off, but not this time. the floodgates opened full force, and it all came rushing down my legs, pooling in my sweatpants before dripping out. i just stood there in complete bliss with my eyes closed, head back, still feeling orgasmic in the relief.

once it was all over, i took a quick little shower, gathered up my clothes and towels into the washing machine, and still had an hour to spare before my roommate came back. everything felt so amazing, and it was so satisfying to me to get to such a state of desperate bliss without having to be uncomfortable for hours. it’s also so interesting, rapid desperation (for me at least, with my tricks), because i’ve definitely had to pee more than that before but never that intensely. the mind games got me to that state so extremely so fast, which is perfect. i also didn’t feel like i’d done any possible bladder damage, as i surprisingly didn’t have to pee any more than usual for the rest of the day. so yeah, that’s the story of my second real hold, i’m still fantasizing about it weeks later. hopefully will get another chance to do this again in the near future

somepissrelatedurl

ugh.

i wanna make him wait. i wanna watch him squirm. i wanna have him describe to me how it feels, how it hurts. i want him to ask me permission to go to the restroom, please, it hurts, he can't wait much longer, only for me to say "No... i think you should wait a little longer."

i want to watch him wait until he literally physically cant anymore. i want to force him to straddle my lap just so i can feel him squirming on me. grab his waist and not let him move.

i want to know what his capacity his. just how long *can* he wait? just how much *can* he hold? id love to measure. i bet its a lot.

i want to know what he sounds like when he lets go. relieved little sighs or soft panting would just be so delicious. loud hissing or slow dripping? what type of person would he be afterward? all enbarrassed and blushy or totally blissed out? ugh. i seriously feel like im dying. i NEED to know, i NEED to

angel-likes-cakes

I’m discovering things about me tonight

tr4nspissed-deactivated20250614

Thinking about fucking a sweet boy with my strap, using my big dick, while he's agreed to hold his pee in for me while we play. He's putting in all his focus into holding his bladder, but getting distracted as his pussy gets wetter and wetter from me thrusting into him gently and flicking his dick quickly between my fingers. He's trying his best, but the feeling overwhelms him and he squirts out a gush, moaning out that he is losing control. Encouraged, I pick up the pace and witness him piss himself fully, feeling the force of his stream against my body and fucking him through his orgasm minutes later

rashi-en

I just think that someone wetting themself is so pretty, okay? Like when you give in and start drenching your clothes, and it just bursts out of you, basically against your will at a certain point, pooling around your feet . . . you become so pretty to me. I don't even have to see your face to know it's flushed and teary and beautiful, okay? Knowing you worked so hard to keep all that inside you, showing off the strength you had by letting it allll go, it's just. So pretty. Peeing yourself makes you beautiful.

yourwetathlete

yourdesperatedom6-deactivated20

I want to watch an older man become desperate immediately

hold-it-a-little-longer

A dom and a sub holding together, the dom telling the sun they can’t empty themselves until the dom does. And at the end of the day, the dom brings the sub to the bathroom and the dom uses the toilet first. the sub is made to watch and wait. Bonus if the dom pees a lot so the sub has to wait longer.

hold-it-a-little-longer

fun omo challenge

get your bladder nice and full. To the point that you’re almost bursting.

Then sit on the toilet with no bottoms on and a big cup of water in hand.

Now slowly pour that cup of water in the toilet. As if you were peeing.

Imagine how good it would feel to actually let go. To be relieved of that pleasure.

So close but still so far.

All you can do is imagine with the sound of that trickling water going down, down, down.

It must be making you ache. Your hole must be pulsing too.

hold-it-a-little-longer

What would happen if you were to uncross your legs and keep your hands on your sides?

No, keep your legs spread.

I’m sure you can keep it holding it. I know you feel full and you’re just bursting to let go…to feel that warmth spreading through you…to be free of all that pressure…

But you wouldn’t want to make a mess of the floor now, do we?

That’s it. Keep your legs wide open.

What? It’s harder to hold like this? Don’t be like that. I know you can hold it.

What if…

Oh? Don’t press there? Why not? Does it hurt?

Oh…you’re going to wet yourself if I press there? But there’s so much pressure here…

And it’s just so much fun to watch you squirm~

Stop? Oh no, I’m not stopping now. You better hold it all in.

omorashiect

James has to go so bad, but he wants to finish fucking his girlfriend. Mya moans as he gets closer and closer. He feels so close.

"Mya, oh my god, I'm going to cum!"

"Yes baby, cum, cum deep inside me"

He pushes his hard cock deeper into Mya's wet pussy and cums. Oh no, oh no, his bladder. Fuck, he's going to pee. He pulls out, about to run to the bathroom, but it's too late. He pisses onto Mya, moaning in relief. James' face burns red, partially out of intense embarrassment, partially from the relief, and partially from his amazing orgasm just a minute before his accident.

"Oh my god! James!" Mya practically yells.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry! I just couldn't hold it! It just all came out, I didn't mean to!" he cries. He wants to run and hide he's so embarrassed.

"It's okay, you didn't mean to. Why didn't you tell me you needed to pee? I would have let you pee. I wouldn't have minded, honey" Mya asks, concerned.

"You just felt too good, I didn't want to. I didn't think I was going to have accident," James mumbles.

"Aw, it's okay," Mya says. She pulls James into a hug, "Come on baby, let's put these sheets in the wash and take a shower together." James nods and they get up to wash the sheets.

omorashiect

Emily is trying not to make it obvious that she needs to pee. She bounces her leg, and clenches her legs together. She wants to grab her pussy so bad, but she knows she can't, not here, not in the middle of her meeting with her professor. He's telling her how she needs to get her grades up, needs to improve her writing, needs to work harder, but she can barely listen she's so distracted by her full bladder.

Her professor continues telling her how important it is that she focus and work hard. She nods, trying to act like she's fully invested in what he's saying and not distracted by the fact that a little drop just came out. She clamps her legs together, her face turning a shade of pink. Her professor tilts his head, "Emily? Are you alright?"

Emily nods and rubs her legs together slightly. A little leak comes out and Emily lets out a little squeal.

"Emily, what is the matter with you?" her professor asks.

"I, uh, I need to go to the bathroom," Emily mutters.

"Just go, come back when your done."

Suddenly an alarm rings. The alarm means there is some sort of danger and you need to lock the door and stay in the room.

"Dammit!" Emily curses. She sits down and grabs her crotch. Her Professor eyes her hand holding her pussy, legs squeezing together. He stares at her boobs, jiggling as she bounces to hold in her pee.

"I don't know if I can hold it," Emily admits.

"Maybe I can help?"

"How?" Emily hoped that he had some secret toliet hidden in the room.

"Here, let me hold you." He moved Emily's hand and replaced it with his own. He could feel that her jeans were slightly damp from leaking. Emily couldn't help but grind slightly on his hand. She felt a little turned on by her teacher holding her pussy. Her breathing was getting heavier.

"Does that help?"

Emily nods. Her breathing continued to get heavier and faster. She was starting to grind slightly faster. Her pussy was getting wet, not from pee but from her horniness. She felt a little leak and she hoped that her professor couldn't feel it.

"Y'know, Em, it might help if I had my hands in your jeans. It would help you hold much better."

"Ok"

He unzipped her jeans and put his hand in her panties. Emily let out a little moan. She continued to grind on his hand. He put his hand on her clit and rubbed it.

She was moaning and leaking pee. "Oh, Professor... I never knew you could make me feel like this..."

At some point she just started pissing. It felt so good to let go. She was reaching climax and finally came. Her stream tapered off.

"Thank you Professor."

omoaro

Omovember 8: Participating in a holding contest

Click on em to see them bigger and in order lmao. The prize was going to be that they walked out with dry pants, so I guess the winner got played there.

somegirlsmakemenervous

"Aww... what's the matter baby? Pee your pants again, because the mean babysitter locked you out the bathroom? Well then maybe next time I tell you it's time to take a break from gaming, you'll do as you're told!"

omorashiect

You wake up in the middle of the woods. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘮 𝘐? you wonder. It's very dark and you feel desperate to pee. You decide to try and find a bathroom in the woods. You wander and can't find one. You really have to go. You clutch your dick in your pants. You don't want to have an accident. You continue looking for a bathroom and you finally see one.

Thank goodness, you were starting to really need to go. You rush over, grabbing your dick through your jeans. You try to open the door. It won't open. The bathroom is locked. You bang on the door. No answer.

"Anyone in there? I need to go now!" No answer.

You decide to look for another bathroom. You have to stop every few steps to keep from pissing all over yourself. You finally find another bathroom and the door opens. You pull out your cock and begin to piss into the toliet, moaning in relief.

All of a sudden you feel wet. You wake up and feel yourself peeing. You had an accident in your sleep. You finish peeing and your cock starts to get hard. You pull it out, might as well take care of it while the sheets are already messy.

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