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i sent this into @soundsofpleasure once upon a time, but i think it got deleted by tumblr </3 i missed the validation

og caption: i start by fingering myself slowly, rubbing my clit in torturous circles as i get myself nice and worked up and very wet. then after few minutes, i grab my favourite purple dildo and suck it off, you can hear the slurping sounds. my bed is horribly creaky as i shuffle around, repositioning myself so I’m lying on my back with my hips propped up ready to fill myself with my favourite toy. you can hear my wet sloppy pussy as i drive myself crazy before i come hard twice ;) this felt so good that once just wasn’t enough.

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literally any kind of fucking when your bladder's full. any kind.

cockwarming and being forced to not even squirm while you're just bursting to go

riding a cock so gravity is working against you

scissoring and pressing your wet cunt against there's, just grinding so hard because you have to pee

being eaten out and they're simultaneously pressing on your bladder while running their tongue between your folds and you're forced to just feel it

having someone finger you and they just keep stroking it in that spot inside that makes you need to pee even more

ajfoajjfalpf any kind of fucking when you have a full bladder

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we should play 7 minutes in heaven but with me reassuring you that nothing will happen. once the door closes and we're enveloped in that darkness, it’s painfully obvious how easily i lied to you. before you can get a word out i’m pulling your top over your tits and yanking down the cups of your bra to lick your nipples and greedily draw one into my mouth. it’s all such good fun digging my nails into your waist and laughing about how sweet you are with your fists balled at your sides trying not to react to my tongue. seven minutes is such a long time, baby. you’re putting a lot of effort into this whole pretense of hating it. why haven’t you asked me to stop yet? why haven’t you opened the door?

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wanna make you desperate

I wanna make you have to pee worst than you’ve ever to had to pee in your life. And then I wanna make you have to pee even more.

I wanna help you reach limits you’ve never thought possible.

even when your piss is right at your peehole, pounding against it to be released, I will NOT allow you to let out a single drop. I don’t want to even see a glisten of urine coming out of you until I tell you to piss.

I want your bladder hard and swollen. I want it to be so full your pants cannot contain it and it hurts so badly you’re begging me to let you unzip. Maybe I’ll allow you to, but not before giving your massive bursting bladder a big squeeze and a slap.

I want you to reach your bladder capacity and expand it even more. You don’t really have to pee if you don’t piss strongly for a least 90 seconds.

are you up for the challenge?

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reblog to make prev shove a thick, slick, writhing tentacle down your throat.

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This post contains stuff that some people might not like. If you are not into omorashi or anything involving pee just move along. Thank you.

So I had a dream that I thought people in the omorashi community might like and who am I to withhold things like this.

Anyways so you know those extreme haunted houses where they make you sign a waiver because they don't want to get sued? So the main premise follows something kinda like that. Where you sign a waiver and then you have to drink a bunch of water and wait for 30min. once they're pretty sure you have to pee they send you into a haunted house where the actors have been given permission to do whatever they want to try and make you wet yourself. With everything from jump scaring you to pinning you down and pushing on your bladder and tickling you. There could even be a room themed around psychological bladder torture where they lock you down to a table and play water sounds or something. And the whole house is like some kind of maze and it could take you hours to find your way out. And at the end if you make it out dry they give you some kind of cash prize. And even if you somehow make it to the end there's no guarantee that you'll get to pee in the bathroom because they only have one single stall bathroom and the line is really long and of course everyone who is in line has either just finished their challenge so they're desperate to go or are waiting to change out of their wet clothes. Maybe some of the people were just hired to stand in line and make the wait longer? Either way, they're going to make you wait a while longer to be able to empty that bladder or to get out of your soggy clothes.

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Surprise!! No bathroom breaks til midnight!!

"but I really gotta go!" Hold it!

"but it's noon when I saw this!!" Hold it!

"but I'm already peeing??" HOLD. IT.

Be a good pet for mommy. <3 if you really gotta go, you can go in a cup of a bottle or something. But only a little, and only once.

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it’s really nice out and it has me thinking of how nice a picnic would be but with someone controlling your bladder

they have everything packed but they bring a lot for you to drink and by the end of the meal your squirming around begging to leave early. they oblige but only after insisting that you two go for a walk on the nearby trail before leaving.

you try your best but half way in you’re shaking and pissing yourself next to a tree and your forced to walk the rest of the way home in soiled clothes

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Metalhead bf who's takes you to concerts because he knows it's too loud for people to hear your moans and too crowded and dark for people to see that he's groping you. <3

I AM A MAN. Any misgendering will be met with being blocked immediately.

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I bet it feels so good for you when you need to pee. It presses against that spot inside you, you ever tried humping a pillow like that ? Did some come out, I bet that embarrassed you. Did it feel good when you went after, next time tell me I wanna watch you let go. You can let go right now if you want, I wanna hear how good it feels in your voice, or you can save it and lemme press against your bladder first with my dick and then with my hand. Would you let me fuck you and press down on it, could you even hold it if you tried ?

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JOI but make it omo style.

Are you feeling full? Go on and press on your bladder for me, feel how full it is. Can you massage it for me? good!

You look tense, why don't you relax and spread out your legs. That's it. Relax for me.

Oh, I know what would help. Water noises! Put some on and listen as you relax.

Why don't you give yourself a little massage again? Make sure you really get in there.

You must be leaking by now. I'll let you sit on the toilet but you have to wait until I say you can go. Don't wanna rush now.

Keep your legs spread and your hands on your bladder. Good!

Now, hold it. Hold iiitt...

Doesn't the sound of trickling water sound nice? It's very relaxing.

Just a little longer. Keep holding, even if you're leaking!

And...3...2...1...

You can let go now. You did so good!

And for those who didn't make it...I suppose we'll just have to fill up again, hm?

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I want to curse you to be sealed up until your bladder is holding exactly a gallon, at which point the seal breaks and you suddenly have to hold it all yourself. I want the seal to return every time you empty yourself, leaving you with no choice but to keep filling up over and over again. The curse makes it safe to be that full, but doesn't stop you from feeling exactly how full you are and exactly how badly you need to go.

that sounds hot i'm not going to lie, only being allowed pee until i'm absolutely bursting. i have a habit of going before i'm about to go out and do something, so i don't get stuck needing to go without a bathroom around. so the thought of having to squirm around, desperately trying to hold it when i'm out in public because i physically couldn't go beforehand??? yes >_<

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Want to fit it with a balloon catheter with a tiny electronic valve with no controls, just a small clock display that shows the next time the valve will open. So not only would it be unable to piss when it wants but it will be forced to piss when the time rolls around, feeling the surprise trickle become a flood, hoping the valve stays open long enough to experience relief and then carefully checking the display as it resets so it can desperately try to remember the next time it will be forced to void its worthless bladder

nhh it would love this ! even without the time display, it could be set up to go off at random times each day, and a random number of times !

thinking about the days when it opens every hour ! it would go the entire day with wet pants, whether it was walking or shopping or out with friends !

or even the days that the valve only opens once ! right at the start of the day, when it's not even full. it would go through the day feeling its bladder stretch and stretch to no relief ! it would sob and cry and beg for relief, but it doesn't matter, because the releases are random !

mmmm this dog is so normal about this

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

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

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

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

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

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

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When your therapist told you to enjoy yourself so you go out and have a few pints to lift your mood. But you only went to the bathroom once since you left. You should be went before you left the bar but you didn't have to go then. Now you're on the way home and every liquid you had since lunchtime is sloshing away in your bladder rubbing against on your prostate. And you're on this bumpy train ride going home thinking about the sweet release but not having an accident beforehand.

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Motorbike Omorashi is so underrated. Like you have to keep your legs spread the whole time nd on some bikes the angle you sit at means you can’t grind down (like the one I have). The vibrations of the engine and all the bumps in the road jolting your bladder. If your a new rider the need being distracting enough that you keep stalling which not only rly badly jolts your bladder but also slows down you getting where you need to go and means you gotta focus more on the bike than your need to go. If you leak you can’t hold cause you need both hands on the handle bars unlike in a car. If you squirm it’s very obvious and visible to everyone else around you. And bike gear, having to wear padded trousers incase you come off that are often really tight so they don’t fall off. They’re a pain to get off sometimes and add pressure. But also if you leak in them they’ll absorb a lot of it which may seem good while you’re riding but as soon as you get off to walk it’s dripping down your legs with every step. Having a backpack who keeps accidentally holding onto you with hands on your bladder making it worse. Or being the backpack and knowing if you squirm or leak the rider will know. There’s so many different possibilities and scenarios with bikes and no one rly talks bout it

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hear me out - doms who are into omo. doms who get turned on by your desperation but also love to hold themselves. the potential here.

watching you squirm and beg for a release they won’t grant, even though they ache for it as well.

denying you the privilege to hold yourself with your hands, to cross your legs, to sit down, or to pace, even as they struggle to not do the same.

quickly squeezing their crotch when they think you’re not looking.

mocking you for being so desperate even though they’re just as bad as you are. saying “there’s no way you can’t hold it for X amount of time more”, sealing their own faith as well, because they certainly can’t go before you do.

the moment they absolutely can’t keep up appearances anymore and need to grab themselves and pant really hard for a seconds to resist a wave of desperation.

usually authoritative tone now filled with urgency. struggling though words as their brain can’t focus on making sentences and holding and keeping up appearances.

you leaking visibly for the first time, and, as they reprimand you, seeing a tiny wet patch grow on their pants as they explain that you can and will hold it

stripping you as you keep leaking, droplets of piss running down your shaking thighs. the moan they let out when they cup you in their hand and feel how wet you are is something else, only matched by the one they make when a quick spurt escapes you, running between their fingers.

teasing you into leaking only to have to grab themselves and groan at the sound of a few drops of your piss hitting the hard floor.

them giving you orders even when they’ve given up trying to act cool. squirming, rocking back and forth crossing their legs, sneaking a quick squeeze every once in a while. slowly losing control of themselves as they still control you.

you humping their thigh to try to hold yourself and because you’re so turned, and knowing they’re doing the same. their hard cock rubbing against your hip.

you leaking over their thigh, begging to be allowed to go, and them not being able to answer straight away as the feeling of wet fabric goes straight to their bladder.

their cock jumping with each spurt that escapes them.

undoing their pants with shaky hands, hard cock dribbling as soon as it’s freed, throbbing in their hand as they stroke it.

rubbing you. every time their fingers rub against your sensitive skin a few more drops escape you and pleasure seizes your body for an instant, making you loose control.

you mindlessly humping their hand as the leaks become more frequent and bigger. slowly fully losing control as your orgasm builds up.

them gasping when you wrap a hand around their cock. a strong spurt hits your stomach and their hips instinctively push forward. fucking your hand both for pleasure and because they need to keep moving to hold back the inevitable a little longer.

frantically jerking you off, trying to make you lose control first. as they tumble themselves towards an orgasm or a full accident.

“yes, fuck yes, that’s it baby, let it all out” they tell you moments before your orgasm hits. rubbing you through it as spurts of piss uncontrollably squirt out.

you’re still feeling the aftershocks, your control over your bladder both stronger because you just came and weaker because your muscles uncontrollably spasm still. you’re leaking longer and longer spurts.

their thrusts into your tight hand becoming erratic and messy. you know they’re about to come when you don’t feel warmth seeping over your hand for more than a dew seconds.

them rutting mindlessly in your hand as they struggle to get over the edge with how much they need a piss.

until finally their entire body tenses and releases, they moan and tremble and fuck into your tight grip.

it’s not long before droplets of piss are once again spurting from the tip of their softening cock. it twitches with renewed interest but your dom only hums at the overstimulating feeling. you feel your bladder fully give out the moment you realize they’ve stopped holding. the small but steady stream from them quickly grows into a torrent.

it takes you a minute, but your muscles finally allow you release as well, your stream joining theirs as you both let it all out.

they keep gently rubbing you through it and you slowly stroke their cock, milking the last moments of pleasure from this second but no less satisfying release.

them kissing your neck and pulling you close as you’re finishing, praising you for how good you were and how well you did.

their soft words and tender touch contrasts with the tension and urgency that guided this scene. they hold you tight as you catch your breath and your sore body releases the last of its content in short dribbles.

they got lost in the scene with you at the end, but now they’re still your dom and they’ll take care of you. you lost control and it’s okay, they’re so proud of you for holding it until the very end. they don’t say it, but they also lost control and it’s also okay. you made them, you took your dom beyond their limits with your own submission.

there’s cleanup to do, but first, you need a shower, and your clit twitches in renewed interest when you picture them worshiping your body as they wash it with soap. you have a feeling you’re gonna be coming again real soon.

just, omo doms.