Damsel in Distress - Julia

This happens on the day when Aletta met Rex for the first time.

Sophie and Aletta were gone. Julia had the entire house to herself meaning she could finally do something about her 23 hours unrelieved bladder. She liked to pretend that she was the epitome of perfection and even if no one was around she would restrain herself from going frantic. Even that day was no different.

She stood in front of the mirror while slowly taking her clothes off  one after the other. Her bladder kept betraying her. Even though she stood still with her legs crossed tight she kept leaking. Her body was shaking with all the efforts to hold the mammoth load inside her over worked bladder. She could simply tear her underwear apart and let her gusher loose but she have had close calls in the past where she was about to rush to the toilet when Sophie would come home all of a sudden.

Finally naked, Julia  walked towards the bathroom finally when her phone rang. The last thing she wanted. It was her fuck buddy. He was the sexologist at the hospital where Julia worked and was a fit muscular guy in his late thirties. He could fuck the brains out of Julia and had her addicted to him. She knew why he had called him and in no time Julia agreed for a frisky night together. Julia then finally proceeded to relieve herself. She hadn't even let her buttocks touch the bowl before her dam burst and all the pent up pee exploded into the bowl. The pee felt orgasmic but it was nothing compared to the orgasms she had while having a bursting bladder sex with John.

An idea clicked in her mind. "Why not have a full bladder sex with John the same night" And so began her excessive drinking. She wanted to be at her limits when John would unleash his monstrous prowess on her. Merely imagining about the sex was getting her wet. Since the night was going to be special she dressed in her favourite lingerie, which squeezed her waist to an inch and made her boobs and butt look even bigger. The only drawback being her bladder would have no room left to accommodate the flood she wanted to pump inside. But she was too horny too care.

It was 9am when she took her last pee and began drinking. A pint of orange juice , a pint of water and then a large iced tea with breakfast (1000ml total) was her first intake. Generally she would limit her morning intake to only iced tea but for obvious reasons. Then began the dress up. A skintight bustier cum corset and some lacy undies were chosen for the occasion. The corset was tighter than she expected but she anyways tightened it further to the max to hide any of the remaining bulges. It had only been half an hour since she last peed but the 1000ml was already making its way to her bladder. She reached 2/10

She soon put on her tight and tiny nurse uniform. Just as she was leaving her devilish mind grabbed a bottle of water. By 10am she was at the hospital and another liter of water was already gone. For some reason all the liquid was being pumped into her bladder faster than she would have liked. She was already at a 4/10. The day was albeit slow and all the tightness of the corset was making her uncomfortable and sweaty. Which again meant additional water being sipped absent minded. The door of the ladies room was right in front of the ward she worked in. Seeing all the girls walk in and out of it made her so angry

By 12noon - lunch time Julia was already shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Her colleagues noticed. One of them sneaked up to her.

"Psst! Julia . . You gotta ease yourself or something?"

"Kinda . ." Julia shrugged. "Its getting bad actually."

"Are you kidding? We are barely half past the day. . "

"Yeah! I had a bit too much to drink. But its fine I will go only after I reach home. "

"I know you won't use the toilets here Julia but be careful  of your intake. . Do remember you had volunteered to be the sonography training subject for the trainees, scheduled this afternoon at 4pm by John"

Julia had totally forgotten about it. A chill went down her spine. Being a sonography volunteer meant drinking an additional litre of water with a diuretic to speed up the process of filling one's bladder and getting them scanned. John was extremely strict with his volunteers and no matter how much they pleaded he would not listen to them and make them drink the prescribed amount. 

All the excitement of the sex had withered away. Her bladder was tired after consecutive holds and with the copious amounts of water she already took plus the corset didn't make her life easier. Her toes curled and she kept fidgeting even if subtly. Her colleagues knew she was in trouble. Julia was one of those who would seldom admit needing to pee and if she did it meant she was getting crazy desperate inside. By then she was at 5/10

They all watched in disbelief when she drank the additional water and the strong BladdeRox diuretic that John administered to her. It was just 2pm then, she had an hour to wait while John described the rest of the trainees listened intently to him. On the other hand Julia could barely keep still. She kept crossing and recrossing her legs. With inhuman efforts she kept her hands away from her pussy. A few of the girls noticed her predicament and giggled.

One stern look from John and Julia knew she had to behave. She stopped moving at once and sat upright with her legs crossed tight and pam tightly clawing her knees. Her body shuddered everytime a new wave hit the insides of her muscles. The flood was 1mm behind her pee hole. The corset seemed to be tighter and even breathing had become so difficult. At 7/10 with water still being pumped ferociously into her bladder she really didn't think she would make it till the night. 

By 4pm she was at 8.5/10. She could not stop grabbing the hem of her tiny uniform skirt and squirming. John asked her to undress and get into the apron. Stepping out of the corset felt so good. She regained her strength and hopped onto the bed for John's demo to begin. 

"Please go easy on your girl and I promise I will make your night!" Julia tried to seduce him.

"I know how to handle my girls be it at work on in bed" John firmly replied. His manly voice and strong gaze could not be outsmarted by her. Gentle yet firm John was and he took his own sweet time to explain the trainees about the in and out of sonography. Needless to say all the girls derived sadistic pleasure to watch Julia squirm in the bed. Her sheer will power kept her hands away from her pussy. All the thirty trainees squished and sqaushed her bladder in every possible way and showed her no mercy. By the end of the training around 9pm Julia was shuddering.

"John I think we should let her ease herself. She looks in pain." One of the trainees felt pity for Julia.

"No ! She may not! Julia volunteered for this herself and knows the rules. She won't be allowed to go till this session ends. Julia turned red with embarrassment. Even the young trainees could make out that she was bursting. On top of that John had her drink some more water in the middle of the session to prevent any possible dehydration and irritation to her. She was screaming silently and seeing stars behind her eyes. Nearly an hour later the training finally came to an end.

Wasting no time Julia picked her clothes up and rushed to the ladies room and barged into a cubicle.  Her colleagues watched in awe. They had never seen Julia so fucking desperate throughout her career except may be once or twice but she never ran to the ladies even then.

"Even the strongest bladders fail" One of her colleagues passed a comment.

"If her does we are going to drown I bet!" They giggled and walked away.

The way her bladder bulged was obscene. She had her hands shoved deep into the crotch and had to lean against the wall for support. Squeezing her pussy felt so warm and reassuring. It was as if a pregnant lady fighting her labor - a piss labor with nearly 3.5 litres of fluid intake over the day. The white porcelain bowl was right in front of her, so close and so inviting. She was unable to stop fidgeting. Tears rolled down her cheek when she realized that all her efforts were going to be in vain. 

Desperation was taking a toll on her determination. She put her apron aside and grabbed her pussy with all her left over strength. Right when she thought she was gaining some strength a group of trainees entered the ladies room startling her. A spurt escaped her pussy. Julia was going frenzy. That little leak was more than enough to wreak havoc on her already tired bladder. Her desperation rose to new heights. And hearing the girls relieve themselves one after the other was pure agony. Every fiber in her body wanted to expel the hot pent up pee and her carnal desires were trying to suppress her urge to pee. 

A while later the girls left and Julia was left in the room alone. With trembling hands she finally decided to give up. The pain was simply too much to bear. She had just lifted the lid of the WC when her phone buzzed. Another huge spurt escaped. Julia was in tears. She answered the call only to discover it was John. 

"Get out of the ladies room now." He ordered.

"I . .I can't . . I must pee!" Her voiced was strained

"I haven't held my pee all day long only to have you pee before I can fuck you! Come out now."

"I am already leaking. I can barely stand"

"You decide - SEX or PEE?"

Julia could not argue. She put on her undies and then her uniform as fast as she could. Corset was not an option any more. She came out of the ladies room with baby steps. John had an enigmatic charisma and she always melted in front of his commands.

By midnight John was fucking the brains out of Julia. He was a monster in bed and his raw sexual stamina and power was too much for Julia to take. He had this habit of taking support of his ladies while exerting relentless thrust. He took support by laying his entire weight on her bladder. Julia was tearing her hair. Pain and pleasure surged through her body. Her 15 hour full bladder was roughed up like never before and the sex was never this intense. May be having a full bladder gave a turbo boost to John. 

He would not allow Julia to climax neither would he himself climax. He knew exactly when to stop and would keep her right at her edge. She was going insane with her desires. Nearly 9 rounds and several positions later Julia finally cried to him.

"John I beg you! Please make me CUM! This load is killing me!"

"No babe! I like this full bladder thingy! You don't get to pee or cum till I let you!"

"I will die tonight if I don't cum. You have made me edge like a million times already"

"Don't you like it?"

"I absolutely love it darling! But I have been a good girl and a good girl deserves a good orgasm and a pee-pee? Don't you think" Julia tried to look as cute as possible

"May be ! But my girl gets none tonight! I know she will prove her dedication to her master else he will never have sex with her for a month"

Julia remembered the time when he denied having sex with her when she refused to wear 6 inch heels all day! She went crazy back then and being so addicted to sex a month's gap was too much for her to bear! Julia knew she could not dominate him and thus she spread her legs indicating that she chose to submit herself to him instead of relieving herself.

A few more hours later John finally collapsed out of exhaustion. Julia was equally exhausted. Both of them had massive bladder bulges. All the drinks from the previous day now rested in their bladders and begged to come out. Julia squirmed like anything while John held her tight. She didn't want to wake him up out of his slumber so she quietly held on. Hours after hours lying absolutely still and her position was such that she could not even grab her pussy. A few spurts kept leaking every now and then. She held up breath everytime it happened. The pain was intense and spread all through her belly but she was helpless.

John wake up around 9. An entire day had passed separating Julia from her last pee and nearly 4 litres of liquid intake. Normally Julia could easily hold her pee for a day but today with the diuretic and so much to drink plus the maniac like sex was driving her nuts. She tried to smile and woke him up with a passionate kiss. It was more like a plead to be allowed to pee.

"I know you are DYING TO PEE Julia. And I really like you like this - desperate and vulnerable!"John pulled her tight squishing her bladder. She moaned in pain. "Yes just like this. My good girl. Thought today you may pee if you want but only after you reach home. Not here. This will be your final test. If you can do that I promise you tonight I will let you orgasm"

Julia was at the end of tether. Finally getting the permission to pee was like an mini-orgasm for her. After a long never ending breakfast with additional juice John dropped her at her place. More than 5 litres of intake was making a way into her bladder. The bathroom was just a few yards away. She was losing it and was in her final moments. She tried to hurry .

But as luck would have it - Sophie and Aletta both were at home. Her bladder screamed for a release but she would not go to the toilet in front of her daughters. She overheard Sophie talking to Aletta about the art of holding it. She knew that it would be a long time before she could relieve herself. She gave herself a quick but very tight squeeze, took a long look at the bathroom and entered Aletta's room without any relief for 25 hours. . .




To know what happened the rest of the day read my previous blog : http://www.life-without-toilets.blogspot.in/2017/08/my-superwife-store-of-waters.html

My Superwife - The Store of Waters!

Sophie and Mom (her name is Julia BTW) took me to the stores. They were both a bit pissed off that I wet myself at Giz's place. But obviously they didn't say anything thereafter. It was bound to happen some day or the other.

9 AM :

There was so much tension in the car while we were coming. Sophie and Mom were at the front seats while I was at the back. I could see Mom cursing through her breath. She was gritting her teeth everytime she had to lift her legs to use the pedals. Sophie on the other hand pretended to be busy in her phone but her bladder was getting over her mind. She kept moving in her seat. Each position tighter than the previous.

After we reached , I sensed they were both walking faster than they normally did. Perhaps they would have taken a break had we all not been there together. Sophie didn't expect me to be at home, nor did she expect Mom to come home early from work. Also Sophie got late for the stores which left Mom no room for a gusher. I was wondering if they really would be able to keep up. If they only peed if there was no one at home. If that was there best kept secret now at the danger of being exposed

"Running the business has become so difficult these days! Girls with good big bladders are so difficult to find. " Sophie murmured angrilly as she put up a sign board - 

'Sales girl wanted! We are hiring!'

"What happened to the last one?" Mom asked as she made her first cup of iced tea. She was trying to act as normal as her body would allow.

"She could barely stand straight by the time her shift ended. She spurted in front of a customer last evening. It was so embarrassing!" Soph answered while sipping from her orange juice.

Your shifts last 12 hours - how do you expect a girl to hold for so long every day?"

"Because the pay is good and I have mentioned in the contract that 

1. They will not be allowed to use the toilets all day. 

2. Not even by using the public toilets right across the road.

3. They are not to mention anything about needing a toilet"

"Don't you think that's a bit too much for an average girl?" I asked out of curiosity. 

"No honey! Its not! In a city like this, its not. I have seen girls, friends of friends, daughters of friends, my colleagues easily last for a day or more. Even the girls who used to work here were so good at holding. They would make it back to work and not break a sweat."

"Lets see if we can find any such girl. . " Sophie chimed in.

11AM. 

2 cups of iced tea - Mom , 2 pints of orange juice later - Soph

Mom looked uncomfortable and had to keep her legs close and body stiff. Soph kept her hands on her hips clenched tight to prevent herself from grabbing her pussy. I on the other hand was trying to be calm to contain the juice from breakfast in my tiny bladder. The door opened and arrived a girl. My jaws dropped upon seeing her. She was the same waitress who wet herself last night. She looked angry. 

"Hi! Umm. ..My name is Kelly. I read that you need a sales lady. Can I apply?" She asked eagerly

"Yes we do!" Mom welcomed her and gave her a seat. "Would you like to have some coffee?"

"Oh I am fine thanks!. . .I was wondering if you guys have a toilet I could use. . "

"Oh no! We don't have toilets here. In fact if you want to work here we suggest you don't talk about toilets"

"Yeah understood! Guess the sponge thingy is going to take a while to get used to" 

"What are you talking about?" I asked her curiously.

"Oh nothing! I can do it! I will contain it as long as you want me to." I saw a determination in her eyes as her met mine. "We both HAVE to train harder, isn't it?" She winked at me. She had seen me in such a pitiable state the previous night. I didn't know what to say.

"So now the entire city knows you wet yourself?" Sophie was irritated now.

"Calm down honey! They must have met earlier somewhere" Mom jumped in. "Kelly see , we don't have toilets here for obvious reasons - to save money on additional storage space. So girls who work here have to last daily for 10-12 hours without a single bio break. Formals and high heels being mandatory! Neither we encourage girls to use toilet nor we excuse ourselves while at work. And its not just about holding it, its also about how well composed you are. We may need you to stay over night at times when we have to sort out all the financial audits and end season sales all without even mentioning the word pee once"

"I can see that. . . " Kelly pointed to Mom's bladder. Mom , though she stood absolutely still an composed she was stiff and slightly bent forward. Her legs stayed close to eachother.

"If you think you can contain yourself come give it a shot today. If you can last all day without the loos and without having to cut on your water - since we don't want you to get dehydrated or a UTI - you can have this job." Sophie explained.

Since Kelly looked more than ready and determined Soph took her inside and got her a new pair of casuals. Booty shorts looked too revealing according to her. 

1 PM: After lunch and 4 cups of iced tea - Mom , 3 pints of juice - Sophie , 1 liter of water - Me

Customers started flowing in and so began their fight. Mom had a bad habit of drinking coffee all the time. I could already feel my bladder getting fuller in just 5 hours since releasing my flood whereas god knew how Mom was still holding her flood. I was already contemplating to ask Mom to take me home for a pee.

Mom showed the bunch of girls, how the new range of skirts had an inbuilt clincher that could be used with a simple pull of a zip at the back and demonstrated it to a customer. Her waist size reduced by a couple of inches. The girls were mighty impressed and bought dozen of such skirts. As soon as the customer left she crashed in the couch and crossed her legs within a blink of an eye. It was clear that she would not last all day. She was rubbing her hands on her thighs and rocking back and forth while pretending to read a book. Sophie offered her another iced tea.

"Mom! Stop it! At this rate, you're going to flood the floor." I took the iced tea back from her.

"Give it back to me" Mom yelled and tried to get back on her feet but her muscles were very tired. Within a blink of an eye she stopped and got back into the couch.

"Mom! What's wrong?" Sophie looked concerned.

"May be Julia needs to . . you know. . " Kelly shrugged.

"Oh no no no! I am. . I am fine honey. I am just a bit tired after a long shift at the hospital and coming to the stores right after. . "

"You don't need to use the loo, right Ma?" Soph asked angrily.

"Not one bit. . look at the belt . .Its set to max tightness and it will stay like that!" Mom pointed to the tightened garment.

3 PM: 8 cups of Iced tea - Mom , 5 pints of juice - Soph , 1 liter of water - Kelly, 2 liters of water - Me The day's heat was unbearable and so was the desperation. All of us were in dilemma. The day was slow but not the customers. While Kelly kept her water intake to normal Mom and Soph barely had any control over their liquid intake. Talking to the customers surely got their throats dry but bladders full. 

All the ladies except me had their bladders sticking out prominently but not once did their hand reached their things. All I could hear was clicking of those stupendously high heels we all wore, sharp breathing and muffled curses. Mom was in a really bad shape but she didn't want to give up in front of us young girls. Soph on the other hand was trying to pull the waist band of her leathers to make some room for her constrained bladder. Kelly was a thin girl and I could see all the water reaching her bladder. Perhaps she was not as good at hiding it like Soph and Mom. She was clearly in distress but needed the job so she continued to fight. As the minutes passed by I could see Soph and Mom both frequenting the store behind every few minutes,

"Why are you constantly pulling that waist band? It will damage the contour. ." Kelly said nonchalantly.

"Where! No its a bit too tight. I am sweating too much inside. ." Soph lied through her teeth.

"I will turn the AC up!" Kelly went and brought the AC down to 15 deg celcius. Our bladders were now put for another test. 

I happened to turn my attention towards the CCTV footage and saw that both Mom and Soph were going to the stores to grab their pussies and clench themselves as hard as they could. They were really REALLY desperate. But needed some quick squeezes to put up with their composure in front of the customers. In fact Mom almost squat down everytime she went inside. She was fighting a losing battle. Try as much as she could to loosen her skirt but the zip would not buckle. Her bladder needed room to expand to contain all the iced tea and all the drinks she had consumed earlier. Frantically she tried but in vain.

All of a sudden I saw Kelly enter the store to fetch something and happened to see Mom squatting on the ground with her hands shoved down in her crotch. 

"Everything OK Julia?" Kelly ran to her concerned that she was sick.

But her sound startled Mom so much that a lost a spurt. A small wet patch formed behind her so tight skirt. Kelly ran outside and called Soph who was attending a customer. She was in no better shape and was constantly doing the pee pee dance . I was watching everything really intrigued about what would happen next.

I turned the remote mic on to listen to their conversation.

Mom: I am so sorry. I am exhausted and  .. bursting. I think I will need to go home. 

Kelly : I can drop her if you want Soph.

Sophie: No! Mom you know that's not possible. You are not supposed to be desperate like this. We still have 4 more hours before the store closes. 

Mom: I can't possiby hold for that long. I had 14 iced teas pretending to look normal.

Soph : You will have to . ..We brought Alee here to teach her to hold her pee. Now you say you can't hold it. That's bad! I had 6 pints of juice myself

Kelly : I had 2 liters as well. BTW Julia when did you go last?

Mom: I don't remember. . But its definitely been more than a day. I needed to use the bathroom before we came here.

Soph: So did I. But we don't do it right till its convenient.

Mom nodded.

Soph : Mom please get back on your feet. We need you to hold it for next 5- 6 hours at least. 

Kelly and Soph were helping Mom get up. I knew it was the right time to enter the stores. I rushed down there.

Me: Mom! What happened.

Seeing me she immediately got back on her feet. 

Mom: Oh nothing! I slipped. 

Me: I thought you had to pee or something.

Mom: Don't be silly. Your Mom never needs to pee. 

Her body was betraying her. The sweat on her forehead, the way she held on to her tight skirt and her shudders were enough to tell me that was a blatant lie.

Soph : In fact she was telling me she was going to try to hold for at least another day before considering using the bathrooms. 

Kelly understood that they were trying to encourage me to hold longer. Soon we returned to stores and attended to all the customers. Though the sales was not so good since the ladies could not be at their maximum efficiency. Soph almost ran to the toilets across the road but Mom stopped her. The look on her face was of her pure horror. We all were tearing our hair by the end of the day. Before we closed our shop Kelly was almost in tears but she held her waters somehow. Sophie and Mom did their best to help me get dressed in a tight rubber one piece. By the time I was ready we all had leaked a lot. I could see them spurting every now and then but they tried to ignore it as if nothing happened. They had to pee but were simply too prideful to let go. But that was not the case with me. Before they finally locked me in the suit I HAD TO PEE. 

I was so ashamed of myself. I barely held for 9 hours and still I felt I was going to leak. I asked them if they could help me void. Soph obliged and took me behind the stores and helped me void in a bucket. They knew I didn't have a bladder as big as theirs and wanted me to have a good time with Rex.

As my fluids hit the bucket she scrunched up her expressions. She was about to lose it. My pee hardly lasted for 30 seconds but they proved to be disastrous for Sophie. I could sense she was lsoing it inside her leather as well but it would not show. She slowly took my outside with baby steps.

It was not long before Rex arrived to pick me up. He quickly drove off and in the mirror I could see all the ladies losing their load all at once like 3 fire hoses going on at full force all together.

I could never imagine the pain they went through all day and the pain I caused to them by taking a day off all of a sudden. But they definitely inspired me a great deal. I now looked forward to the party. . .

The end.

My Superwife - The Secret of the Ladies!

This story is going to be in first person view of Aletta!

"Dear Diary,
I chose not to go office today. Rex dropped me back at my place. I feel so embarrassed and yet to good about the accident today. I still can't believe I blurted out about full bladder sex! How could I! DANG I should have been brave and not given in to the demands of my tiny bladder. 

May be a full bladder is as good as getting drunk! I have never held my waters for an entire day before. My bladder burnt literally BURNT all through the night. I have no clue how I fell asleep and for that matter how he fell asleep. I could read the signs of his body. He was in worse pain than me but he bravely fought it. I BELIEVE HE IS THE ONE WHO CAN BE MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR!

I soooo wish I could get rid of my pee-shyness and toilet-scare problem. I wish I could tell them the truth that at BladderRox, I do not fall under the strong bladder group but the weak ones and have been taking bladder strengthening pills only. i wish I could tell them that I need to pee every 3-4 hours and not 6-8 hours. I wish I could pee freely when I wanted to not for convenience. I wish I could be the master of my own bladder and not have to empty myself in such a disgraceful manner everyday, not depend on my close ones to help me void. I want to hold it , hold it like Rex, like Audrey and even like my Mom , like my sister - Sophie!

I want to be his Bladder Queen! And for that matter be Bladder Queen of every one around me.. 

TILL NEXT TIME DIARY!"

Thank goodness I closed the diary before Sophie arrived. She gets nosy at times. And look at her, she is all sweaty. Probably due to a long morning jog.

"Hey Sophie! The bathroom's right down the stairs . Just go and empty yourself!"

"Why Alee? I am fine, its not that bad . . kind of"

"Kind of?" I suspected.  

"Alright it is getting bad." I figured she must have drunk a lot before bed. But Soph was a fighter. When she took off those too tight yoga pants I saw the bulge in her bladder. But she remained non-nonchalant about it. It always surprised me despite living with her all my life. I had never seen her desperate or use the toilet. 

To be honest I was always jealous of Soph holding her waters all the time with such ease. Running a fashion outlet was not an easy job especially when you convert the toilets at the back into a store room to save money.

She went in for a bath, came out in a short while. I didn't hear flush the WC. 

"Why don't you just pee when you can? You have to spend an entire day at the outlet without any facilities?" I was getting annoyed and jealousy was taking a toll.

Sophie laughed at that. Being my elder sis she knew my weakness, she hugged me tight.

"I do it because I can and I want to!"

"But why would you not want to? Here I struggle with my problems everyday and pray to be able to make it through the day dry and you on the other hand do not make use of the privileges that you are entitled with. What an irony!"

Sophie kissed me and whispered in my ears.

"I will show you how I do it. But first help me squeeze into these leathers?"

"Why leather?"

"Because they make me look sexy! And they are tight!"

"TIGHT You say! They barely stretch! Will you be comfortable?"

"Alee enough! You know we both never dress for comfort - style is what matters! And for the record - These leathers don't stretch. That's why I wear them. They don't show any unwanted bulges. If you know what I mean"

"Where will your bulge go then? Are you really comfortable - holding it all day? Not being able to relieve yourself even when you are at the end of tether? The rush down there always. the dull ache, the throbbing? Its unbelievable how you can be comfortable holding your pee all day and that too wearing something that squeezes your belly to an inch of your life!Look at you, you already have such a big bulge. I would have been half dead had I been in your place!"

She hardly paid heed to what I was saying. She forcibly squeezed herself into those leathers except she was not able to button them up. The band of her thong showed right above the waist band. She struggled with it but in vain. 

"See! Thats's what I am talking about. You have no room for your bladder to expand!"

Sophie was angry. She gave a stern look at me and with inhuman efforts she buttoned them up. She froze for a minute but her hands never flew down to her crotch. Instead she just lazily crossed her legs and kept her hands on her hips. Trying to accept the new pressure.

"Not comfortable? Wanna change?" I teased her.

Sophie took a deep breath and sat beside me which obviously increased the pressure on her bladder.

"Alee ! Baby listen to me. After drinking nearly half a gallon over the night and not emptying yourself in the morning - do you really think I will be comfortable? I still have an entire day to spend. the leathers don't give me any room. I don't know if I can manage it till the end of day. It scares me too. I too get desperate , I too feel that I might not survive the next wave but somehow I do. In fact its very bothersome. . . 

By the time I return home from jogging I am already very very irritated by the rising pressure. Then the bathe - it is absolute torture but I fight it. Then I go to the stores, spend all day attending to those wannabe bimbos and barbies and have to stand all day in these tight numbers, in stilettos and smile to the customers while suppressing the needs of my body - to void. I come home, make dinner, watch TV, do the dishes and then bathe - all the time when its the pressure inside me has risen like anything. On top of that I again take a bath and then go to bed, still unrelieved, still aching for a relief! I leak at times but that's OK. I too have got limits. I try to push them every day though. . . 

Now tell me, if a girl has to go through this everyday, constantly battle her growing needs all day - do you really REALLY think I will be comfortable. Like every other girl who has to hold her pee everyday for one reason or the other, be it for a short while or for days - I too get desperate, FRANTIC is the right word. Its just that I am good at hiding it. I know showing it or whimpering about it will get me nowhere. So I accept the pain and suffer silently. You ask me if I feel comfortable - NO ! I DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE! All this is very VERY UNCOMFORTABLE. Even now I need to pee very urgently but I will put it off obviously and you will never be able to tell the difference if I am empty or at the verge of wetting myself! Why if you ask - Because I know I can hold my pee till its convenient!"

I was stunned. I never looked at her with so much respect. It was as if she was motivating me to realise that holding pee is a way of life. Before I could say anything I saw that Mom had arrived already and was listening to Soph so intently. She looked flustered and the bulge in her bladder was massive indicating that she had not used the toilets in very long time. 

"I knew my daughter will be as strong as me someday. I am proud of you Sophie. At least one of my daughters has realized the power of having control on your body. But know that if you ever feel like going to the toilet or under the weather just rush to the toilets, a little bit of cheating is allowed." She winked at us.

"Mom!" Soph hushed her. " You are not supposed to cheat!"

"Oh I know, but at times when my bladder threatens to blow up I feel like giving up, but that's ok. Every woman does at some point in her life." She sat close to me and hugged me tight. I could feel her rock solid bladder being squished against me. I wonder why her dam didn't burst yet.

"I know Alee you don't like the way things are for your bladder department. It hurts me to know that you are extremely pee shy and except for a few people like us you never open up to anybody else. I know you are not endowed with a hollow bladder like Sophie or me. And I still regret having taken you for that movie when you were young. I could never fathom that the toilet monster scene would affect you so badly. Its very disheartening to know that you can't pee when you are alone and even when there are people around you. 

It means that you just cannot pee all your life if you don't have your closed ones around you. Just know that we are still with you - its nothing to be ashamed of. We will help you void whenever you want to - be it behind a bush, or in a bucket or in the toilet in our presence only. You may or may not be able to trust anyone to help you in future to be with you in the toilet with you to comfort you. And I believe that you will surpass all of us one day and be able to hold your waters. You will be so strong that the psychological barriers won't matter to you at all . . "

I could only smile and whisper.

"Mom tell me honestly. Since my childhood I have never seen you go to the toilet? Even now, it looks as if you cannot contain yourself anymore. What keeps you motivated to not use the toilet? Don't you want to pee?"

"I am a nurse honey! I am not supposed to pee. But that's impossible I know. I and your sister have a secret. We both void ever so rarely but we never talk about that, we never let each other know about that. Hence you will never see us going to the toilet. And as far as my need to pee is concerned. I AM ALWAYS BURSTING . . SOON YOU WILL BE TOO "

Sophie's phone buzzed and upon reading the text she was furious.

"Did you wet yourself at Giz's place in the morning!" Soph screamed at me. I couldn't look her in the eyes.

"Calm down honey, she must have been bursting! Take her to the stores today and show her how we live all day. Be sure to drink extra today and give her an idea of how it is to be like at the verge of wetting. Alee needs some inspiration. . ."

Volume 2 coming soon. . .

The Waiting Waitress!

Kelly used to live alone in a really sly neighbourhood ever since she moved out of her family. She was adamant to pursue her career in modelling but she was always low on money. This particular locality as that was the cheapest one she could afford

She went to a nearby college for graduation and worked part time at a club simultaneously. Her life was not so easy. Always on a move and little time to herself made her irate. On top of that there was no place where she could go pee except the pot of the show plant which she kept on the window of her room. The only bathroom on the floor of her building was tiny, gross and was used by around 30 other girls. So she decided to never use it and contain her waters even when she would be half dead with pain. 

It was just like any other day. She woke up bursting as always. Despite having the pot she could not pee more than twice a day as the pot would not absorb all the flood from her 1.6 liter capacity bladder. This particular morning, she had to pee exceptionally bad and without noticing anything she started emptying herself in the pot. The relief was orgasmic. Nearly 30 seconds had passed but the flow didn't stop. A few seconds later she felt wet near her feet and she realized that the pot was overflowing. Reluctantly she had to stop her gusher. She still had a lot in her bladder but there was no other option but endure. She took a bath in the common mansion bathroom cause of which she couldn't empty herself for the fear of strong smell emanating from a night's bladder.

She came out somewhat uncomfortable with a 3/10 full bladder and got dressed. She wouldn't have peed at this situation normally but it was something that was still ringing in her mind. Given the kind of body she had, anything she wore looked very provocative. By provocative , I mean REALLLLY PROVOCATIVE! Today she put on her tight hot pants over her tiny thong and a short top. Heels were mandatory. Dressing like that surely fetched her attention and also earned her a few local magazine photo-shoots or cheap ads but nothing too fancy. The money was good though.

As she downed upon the fluids with her breakfast she could feel her bladder getting fuller. Nothing worrisome but definitely there. She pushed it to the back of her mind and carried on with her activities. She took the next available bus and soon reached her college. By the time she reached it was 5/10. The level of discomfort had ridden and occasionally she had to clench her muscles down there. The day being hot she was absent mindedly sipping water from her bottle.

"Gosh I wish the pot weren't overflowing. I still can't hold it all day!" She though to herself as she reached the class. It wasn't unusual for her to see guys drooling over her hot bod. She was a strong girl and hardly paid heed to them. She longed for a guy who would look into her eyes and not her cleavage. 

As soon as she sat the ties of her shorts squeezed her bladder. It made her known that a gusher was in the making. The class began and one after the other lecturers dropped in almost putting her to sleep . But thanks to her tiny bladder she could neither sleep nor pay attention to what was being thought. Her mind was drifting away towards finding a relief. It was 4 hours since she woke up and all the juice, coffee and water she had since the morning was now hitting her hard. She never realized when she had crossed her legs tightly wobbling her legs up and down.

By noon she was in a bad shape 7/10. The bell rang - it was time for lunch. Had it been some other day she would have run to the toilet but today it was Valentine's day. All teh toilets in the college was locked for the management feared new couples would leave no stalls empty to have sex. She cursed her stars and being so stupid to drink so much since the morning. She reluctantly went to the canteen to get food where in she caught many other girls complaining about their bladders and fidgeting legs. She could relate to them but had no where to go.

Just then her phone buzzed. It was from the owner of the club where she worked.

"Kelly could you please come a few hours early today? Someone called Audrey has booked the floor for a bladder burst festival and I am running short on staff for preparations, You get double the pay for every hour you stay!"

Kelly's eyes lit up. She decided to skip her classes and sped towards her dorm. The ride was torturous. She imagined that the relief she would finally have instead of having to wait till the end of college. the pressure and the anticipation was so much that she already started leaking. Her tiny clothes hardly absorbed anything and trickles flowed down her legs. She made quite a show doing the pee dance as she passed on the money to the taxi driver. To her utter dismay the lift was out of order and she had to take the stairs all the way to the 6th floor. Having to pass in front of the filthy common bathrooms near the stair case on every floor.

She HAD to pee. It was 8/10 inside her which meant she was holding 1.28 liter in her bladder almost or may be more. The  pot was just a few feet away. The keys could not be found now. Knowing that relief was close her desperation rose to new heights. She nearly squat in front of her door trying to stem the flow. Her pussy throbbed , knees weak , sweat all over her body, trembling hands and biting her lips - all to just hold her aching bladder for a few more seconds. Finally she found the keys and barged inside.

But her eyes popped in horror when she could not find her beloved pot - her much needed savior! She looked all around with one hand tightly grabbing her pussy. Then she finally looked out of the window and found that the pot had fallen down and broken. She screamed out of rage and jumped into her bed trying to accept the newly heightened pressure. Bit her blanket and her hands tightly holding her pussy. Tears fell from her eyes.

"GOD! Please let me pee! I have to peeeee please " 

Her phone rang. It was Ronnie. The owner of the club and of course her long time crush. 

"Yo babe! Get down now. We gotta rush !"

A chill went down her spine. Her need to pee got pushed to the back of her mind and in no time she was dressed in her one piece french maid uniform and a neon green thong. He insisted on getting the tightest fit and perhaps a size or two smaller to accentuate her curves and flaunt it to the maximum possible extent. Today his idea was killing her. She had the one which was smallest in size and she had the herculean task to squeeze herself into the dress with an ever expanding bladder- which had now become a ticking time bomb. She almost died a hundred deaths before she could tighten the dress around her curves. A one piece meant she couldn't pee without taking her dress off and neither did Ronn allowed her waitresses to pee while at work.

She put on her best smile as she got down from the stairs leaking as less as humanly possible in her condition. Ronnie  was waiting outside the car and as soon as he saw her , he hugged her tight and gave her a peck.

"You look beautiful! More than ever!"  Kelly blushed furiously as she experienced a mini orgasm.

Soon they were speeding to the club. Everytime his Porsche went over a bump or a pot hole Kelly would hold her breath and dig her claws into the seat. It was hardly a half an hour drive from her place but signals and traffic translated to an hour. An hour of pure agony, and pain. No where to hide, no chance to cross your legs and no question about grabbing your thing.

"God I hope I can hold it all night!" Ronnie murmured to himself. It caught her attention but didn't say anything. Soon they were in the club. Ronnie needed help to decorate the place , which meant climbing on a ladder and that too while in stilettos and staying still while doing the needful. Ronnie

was polite enough to offer her beers after beers to her. After one or two she knew that she didn't have anymore space left inside her bladder. She walked with her body slightly bent forward and her movements had become very stiff. She didn't leave any chance to give her pussy a quick squeeze everytime he went inside to fetch something or was not looking.

It was now 6pm in the evening and the hostess Audrey  arrived in a wonder woman costume. It was so skimpy and so tight that even Kelly felt puny. Audrey looked flustered and Kelly who practically was holding her bursting bladder ever since she attended puberty could immediately read the signs - Audrey was BURSTING! All the other girls had started coming as well but no body was as desperate as Kelly who had been suppressing a pee worth 12 hours and drinks amounting to nearly 3 litres. On top of that she had to serve beers to every body through out the evening and pour it in glasses for them, flirt with them, click photos for them and what not! The poor girl just HAD to pee. All her friends were worried for her - they had never seen her fidget so openly inside the counter. One of them asked her if she would like to have a break and sneak behind the back door alley.

"In the middle of the alley with my naked bum . . no way. I will endure!

Just when she said that Audrey called her. She had some of her friends with her. 3 of were clearly in trouble. Kelly was shaky. Her legs could not be held apart by her. With great courage she went to Audrey's table and started pouring beer for their drinking contest. Merely seeing the froth of the beer and its color, she was going frenzy. To make her situation worse she was standing right in front of the AC with its full blast on her body. The skimpy dress did little to her comfort. Audre was so hooked to Kelly's wiggling ass that she went and hiked her skirt up to have a look at her tight green thong and taunted that they would turn darker in a while.

It was 100 % true as by then , Kelly had reached her limits. All the water, beer, juice that she had been drinking all day was residing in her tiny bladder. The volume was too mcuh for her bladder which could expand to 1.6 liter at max. Today it was subjected to more than 3 litres.

"Shit shit shit ! I am so so-sorry! I will be right back Ma'am" the waitress kept the barrel on the table and turned to leave. Just then Audrey got hold of her hands!  She threatened to make a complain to the owner which would mean losing her job as well as her repute in front of her crush - Ronnie! Kelly kept on trying to convince Audrey to let go but in vain. 

As they continued the clock struck midnight and the DJ began with the jam. It was so loud and sudden that Kelly got startled and in no time, her muscles failed. All the pent up pee that she had been compressing all day came out like a gusher for minutes on end. The puddle was huge but the relief was orgasmic. Only after the accident did Audrey let her go.
Her bladder got better of her will. She was helpless and walked out of the club to find herself a nearby public toilet to clean herself. On her way she greeted Aletta and Rex.

Read : http://www.life-without-toilets.blogspot.in/2017/04/my-superwife-new-found-love.html


Epilogue " 

She was angry and yet happy , contended yet at unrest. She realized that she could
push her bladder harder if situation demands. So now she was going to train harder than before and defeat Audrey some day to avenge her insults and arrogance. To begin with she now got herself just a sponge to help her relieve herself , which meant lesser peeing and more holding till the sponge dried.

THE END!

My Superwife - New found love!

Aletta's nervousness was pretty evident and Audrey chose not to wait for her answer. She signalled a bouncer and in no time 3 hefty bouncers came and tied 64 ounces beer jugs on our hands using duct tapes.

"No no no no no noooooooooo!" Aletta yelped but the tapes were secure and soon a waitress came and poured beer into the jugs. 

"I can't drink this! Please. . ..Nooooo!"

"YOU WILL MISS! NO SPILLAGE, NO THROWING AND NO GLASS BREAKING! ELSE WE WILL SQUEAL YOUR TINY ASS!" A bouncer warned.

"Careful with your words knucklehead! " I backfired " Don't mess with my girl!" He was taken aback but didn't say anything and left us alone.

The waitress herself was frantic. The full blast of AC and the tiny French maid uniform didn't make her life any easier.

"Looks like YOUR GIRL has got company" Audrey taunted. She obviously couldn't tolerate that I was such a staunch supported of Aletta's.

"They don't let the waitresses use the toilets. Meaning we have to last somewhere between 8 to 10 hours daily without a relief." The waitress just couldn't stop wiggling.

"That must be EASYYY honey! Trust me you don't even know what being desperate actually feels like" Giz taunted.

"Ma'am for someone who has the luxury to sit in the chair with her leg crossed tight like a preztel should not talk about being desperate."

"Calm down babe! I like the color of your undies. . NEON GREEN, quite flashy under than tiny black skirt" Audrey hiked her skirt up naughtily."Looks as if its gonna cut through your skin. TIGHT!".

"VERY TIGHT! It doesn't come off easily. . . " The waitress blushed.

"But its such a pity that it will turn darker in a short while. . "Audrey pointed to the spurts that the waitress kept leaking. The pressure was so intense for the waitress that she didn't even realize when she started to leak. Aletta turned her eyes away. She couldn't bear the sight of someone leaking. It made her needs go 100 times worse.

"Shit shit shit ! I am so so-sorry! I will be right back Ma'am" the waitress kept the barrel on the table and turned to leave. Just then Audrey got hold of her hands! 

"NO HONEY! you stay here and pour us the beer. "

"Ma'am, it will just take two minutes, I will send another girl to attend you guys!"

"No you said they don't let your girls pee, where would you go?" 

"I will see what . . ."

"Shhh! You stay with us and hold your waters. If you walk away we will tell your manager that you refused to serve us - You lose your job! If you wet yourself - we still raise a complaint about misbehaviour and you lose your job" Giz warned

"Ma'am, I am really sorry about the comments. I will tend to you but just allow me to attend the urgent call"

"NO! Serve the beer!" Giz was adamant.

The poor waitress was in such a pitiable state that she could not argue any longer. She crossed her leg as tight as she could possibly do. Her heels were far too high to help her balance properly. She kept fighting the waves as best as she could, but spurts escaped here and there. After the first two beers combined with the state of the waitress Aletta was about to give up.

The waitress by then was squatting with her hands shoved in her crotch hanging for her dear life, dear job. Aletta as was about to get up from the table when Audrey stopped her. The game would continue till the hostess declared it to be stopped. Aletta's eyes popped in horror. We continued to drink but just after just 2 more forced beers she was drenched with sweat and her outfit threatened to rip apart.

"I accept defeat . . .I cannot contain it much longer. let me go please." Tears rolled down her cheek.

"Yes, please let us go!" The waitress added.

"Awwww ! Two little school girls pleading for a little pee pee!" Audrey poked fun at the duo. "Would you like to join them Giz?"

"HELL NO! I am not moving from here till you wet yourself"

"In your dreams!" Audrey rolled her eyes as if she was immune to peeing. Her body language suggested otherwise.

In the middle of the all the heated discussion we forgot to note that the clock had struck midnight which meant the final jam session would begin. And so it did, without any warning. The DJ played the music with such a loud start that it startled the waitress and before she could react her floodgates burst open and in no time a huge puddle formed beneath her. And MAN! She was desperate, she went on and on for minutes with full gusher. All the hissing sound made the girls and me so frantic but we were suppressing it for the sake of our pride. I could see Giz and Audrey, gritting their teeth and clenching their butts but making no moves to fidget or grab their crotch. They were indeed best at their game of holding. Howvere that was not the case was not the same for Aletta. 

She had enough. So much that she tore open the duct tape with her teeth and hobbled towards the exit. I followed the suit and left for her and left to attend to Aletta. 

"Yeah ! You two leave, we will fill ourselves like real ladies!" Giz shouted behind us. I failed to notice that the waitress followed me too. Once out there was no more drama , no more show off. Aletta sat on the exit stairs with legs double crossed and her hands tightly gripping her thing.  

"Your girl holds bravely. She is very strong! " The waitress commented and sat besides us."Do you think you can walk to the toilets with me?"

"No! I can't . . can't use the toilets here." Aletta resisted.

"But why?" 

"I just can't . . ." Aletta was weeping by now. " I don't use public toilets"

"Its okay. . at times. you can use this one time."

"Noooo! Don't say that it makes my need go even worse" Aletta leaned onto my chest shuddering and sweating while I covered her with my cape. My bladder was on fire too. But I didn't want her to think that I was losing the game as well. But to be honest I could have flooded the entire town. 24 hours successfully held without any single leakage. That was achievement in itself. 

"Can I take you home? " I offered.

"PLEEEEEEEASE!"

I looked for the keys but no avail. Then it dawned upon me that I had left the keys on the table inside. I immediately sent a text to Giz asking her to bring the keys to us but she refused. 

"I am busy filling my bladder and enjoying the hold. If you guys are still dry . . wait for us till the morning. "

Aletta snatched the phone from my hand and dialled Giz. 

"Please come out Giz . .I am dying to pee. Need your help. You know the drill right?"

"Forget it Aletta! I always helped you when you needed it. I asked you to hold for just one night and what you do is walk out at the mere sight of a girl wetting herself. I am never going to help you and your silly bladder needs again. Good luck!"

Giz hung up the phone! 

The only way out was to take a cab home. But Aletta didn't have the keys to her place as her mother was in nursing night shift she recalled suddenly. That brought to us the final option. I had to take Aletta to my place. She seemed reluctant about it but it was better to be in the comfort of a couch than sitting on the cold concrete.

Soon we were in the cab speeding home. All the bumps and undulations of the road were hitting our bladders hard. She didn't utter a word all the time we were in the cab. Her inhuman efforts and intense concentration somehow kept any more pee from leaking. And here I was , my latex briefs and the heavy rubber bat suit compressed my bladder to an inch of its life. I was in agony and my entire lower half seemed to be under a press forcing at full power. I HAD TO PEE!

By the time we reached home it was 3AM. 27 hours without a pee and Aletta was at 18 hours. The moment Aletta put her legs out to get out of the cab, she shot a huge spurt. So much that it splattered around from the insides of her multiple latex layers. I could hear a sloshing sound every time she moved. By a rough estimate she would have released nearly 200ml in that single jet. Such was the intense pressure our bladders were coping with.

I expected her to rush to the bathroom once I unlocked the doors but instead she crashed on the couch with her hands in her crotch. With tears in her eyes, she asked me if I could help her get out of the dress. I obliged. I was in heaven, my bladder screamed for releif while I was having a raging hard on! It took us a while to realize that due to her massively swollen bladder the zips and the knots could not be opened. At the end I decided to cut her out of the dress. But even then she didn't make a move towards the toilet and decide to keep her tight latex thongs on. And how can I forget her boobs. I mean BOOBS. . .I MEAN BOOOOOOOOOOOBS! They seemed to be even bigger than how it looked under the tightly restrictive outfit. For a girl with such a thin frame, she chose to get extreme implants and they way they bounced. That was the best Valentine's I ever spent.

"Its okay to go now!" I whispered to her.

"I WANT TO BUT I WON'T! I have never held it for this long ever" Aletta cried and collapsed into my arms.

"Why what's the matter?"

"I. .I dont know why but I can't use anyone else's toilet. . .I just use mine at home or Giz's" 

"From today on you can use mine too" I found her reason absurd and irrational but she remained adamant."How long do you think you can wait for?"

"Take me to Giz's place tomorrow morning, I will use her toilet and then we will go to office"

"Are you sure she is going to let you use hers?"

"Oh of course! She is a darling. Don't worry."

"I am worried for you."

"I will hold it . . Somehow . . . " 

I gave her one of my shirts and boxers to put on. And set the room for heating. Soon I found  that she was in a state of semi sleep. Thanks to the relaxant I mixed in the cup of water I gave to her. She kept moaning and shuddering through out the night though. She was dreaming of being frantically being desperate for a pee I was sure.

The clock ticked 9AM now. The alarm went off, immediately my hands flew down to my crotch. I was just 3 hours from my target. One pee every 36 hours. My bladder bulged obscenely and somehow in the night my bladder got adjusted with the extreme pressure of the pent up pee. I could now hold it without having to grab my thing. I walked to Aletta in the next room and woke her up.

But things had become 100 times worse.  

"TAKE ME TO GIZ NOW! WE HAVE NO TIME!"

"Not even breakfast?" I asked innocently.

"I WILL FLOOD THE CARPET! Please. . ." My eyes then fell on her crotch and there was a large wet patch there. She leaked through out the night and looked pregnant with twins. And with leaks kept escaping with every breath of hers

Soon we rushed to Giz's place. Aletta upon reaching kept ringing the door bell like no tomorrow. She was nearly pulling her hair out of sheer agony and leaked like anything. Anticipation of being so close to relief, her bladder went frenzy. She took absurdly long time to open the door. 

My jaws dropped to the floor when I saw Giz . She looked way worse than Aletta. I estimated that the Audrey and Giz continued to drink till the morning even after we left and had not allowed herself a break yet

"Giz take me to the bathroom now! PLEASE!"

"Are .. are you nuts! I myself haven't allowed myself a relief over the last 2 days and the bathroom's broken. YOU KNOW EVERYTHING GODDAMN! And I told you clearly I won't let you use my toilet ever. You left me alone with that bitch last night and now she has challenged me to hold it till the evening when we will go to her friend's place . "

"I WILL DIE OR BURST OR I DON'T KNOW! PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU LET ME USE THE TOILET!" Aletta was crying literally. " I cant wait another second!"

"NO MEANS NO! Get your clothes and go to your office. The only way you can win my trust is to keep holding till the dinner and then I might reinstate your peeing rights.

They kept arguing for some more time. But no conclusion could be reached until Giz pushed Aletta away when she tried walking past her to use the broken bathroom and hit her bladder hard! That was it! The moment of truth, Aletta's overworked and tired muscles finally gave up! All the pent up pee, the liters of pee and beer gushed out in an inch thick torrent with full force for 2 minutes straight. No efforts of Aletta could stem the flow , it was so strong that the splattering from the floor hit the ceiling.

Giz screamed and hobbled inside her bedroom "Get your belongings and get lost Aletta!" She yelled loudly and threw away her clothes and bags out. But both me and Aletta were oblivious to that. My eyes were fixated on her torrent of pee and my own pressing need to pee

After a long hard gusher she collapsed and fell into my arms. Sweating, panting but HAPPY!

"LOVED THE RELIEF! I HAD A MIND SHATTERING ORGASM! Had I mustered up some courage last night I could have asked you to have full bladder sex with me till I was half dead with such a powerful orgams back there itself. . ."

I wasted no time and planted a kiss on her lips. She responded back with such passion that I could have climaxed there itself. We were in LOVE, a love found in a puddle of hot boiling pee. . . 


THE END.
Vol.2 Coming soon. . .