#bladder control

[utterperversion]

or, if i had a puppyboy i could train to do anything at all, it would be one that pissed on command for me. two hypno triggers, one to release immediately no matter where he was or what he was wearing, so that i could trigger him to wet himself whenever i wanted. second to ask me for permission to piss, and to piss outside when i say yes. no privacy, pup, just a good mutt who needs to know his place.

Hypno bladder control has always been a huge fantasy for me!!!

I’d looooove a trigger that immediately made my bladder muscles relax! The idea that no matter what I did I wasn’t able to hold piss and it would leak out of my puppycunt is so hottt…

Then a trigger on the opposite end: I’d love to be not able to piss unless given permission! I could just feel my bladder filling up and squeezing my g-spot but I physically couldn’t piss unless someone said something like “piss for me, mutt”.

I absolutely love the idea of someone having full control of my big puppy bladder! I’m too dumb to be in control of it anyways!!

[sickandbatty]

Fuck me in front of mirror until I piss myself so I can see how pathetic you make me

[sadistic-princess]

What baby? You need to potty? How badly? Here let me feel, I am just going to slip my fingers inside your soaking wet cunt. God, you do feel full, lemme wiggle around a little. I can feel how full your bladder is from in here. What's that? That feels good? I can go faster. No leaking or i stop. Hold that peepee in like a good girl.

[yourgoddesspenelope]

Waiting until their bladder is full before you start fucking them with the sole intention of making them piss themselves and then pushing their head down into the puddle they made, telling them what a bad dog they are for making a mess, all the while never relenting on the brutal pace you’re pounding them at.

[leakydemon]

Can’t stop thinking about sucking on someone’s fingers while I’m squirming helplessly trying not to pee. Wanna suck on their fingers while their other hand is holding my cunt, helping me hold it in while they whisper dirty things in my ear that make my brain turn to mush 😵‍💫😵‍💫

[thebonerstealer]

You should play this

[the-black-manor]

I love love love the idea of my sub desperately having to pee, but before I allow them to go, they have to kneel in front of me and suck me off. They're rocking their hips, squeezing their legs together, trying their best to hold. And I love watching them through lust-blown eyes, eager to see if they can get me off before they piss themself.

[lilpissslut]

Tell me to hold it but make it impossible. When I get up to go to the bathroom, push me back down and tell me I can wait. When I cross my legs and stuff my hands into my crotch, push my hands away and kick my feet apart so my legs are spread. When I start leaking, press your heel into my bladder and step on me, reminding me I don’t have permission to go.

[leaky-bunny]

on vacation right now and i can't stop thinking about how incredibly sexy beach omo with a controlling dom would be. so i wrote a little fic about it. :)

picture it: me sitting in the sand by my dom's side as they're reclined on a nice chair, soaking up sun. it's hot, so i'm guzzling water to stay hydrated and watching the waves ripple and crash against the shore. eventually, i feel my bladder pang, and i stand up to go find a bathroom, only for them to grab my hand and hold me back.

"if you're trying to do what i think you're trying to do, don't. you sit back down, sweetheart."

i agree, shifting in the sand, this time with my legs pressed a little closer together.

time passes and the need gets much much worse. the ocean does nothing to help me, its sounds only driving me closer to the edge. i tug on my dom's arm, voice now a lot more urgent as i tell them i'm going to go in the water, hoping i can secretly let go once my bottom half is fully submerged and hidden. their eyebrow raises, obviously not impressed by my weak attempt at beating the system, but nevertheless they agree and stand up as well. the change in position sends me whimpering, but i try to cover it best i can with a cough (not very successfully though because they clearly hear and smirk). we stroll towards the water, my bladder contracting as i fight the urge to hold myself. despite the beach being calm, it's certainly not empty, and our fellow vacationers probably wouldn't appreciate such a show. the second my feet touch the waves, however, i gasp as a leak forces it's was out of me, soaking into my bikini as my dom pauses by my side.

"what's wrong sweetie, i though you wanted to go in?"

i flinch as another wave laps at my feet, legs firmly pressed together. "nghh, g-gonna pee...."

their eyes turn hard as they scowl, grabbing my hand and dragging my back to our spot in the sand. "no the fuck you're not, i gave you one rule. you are keeping all that piss inside you until you burst, understood?"

i wanna beg, wanna do something to relieve the arousal now coursing through my veins, but i just nod weakly and focus on not letting any more out.

it only takes another 10 minutes for me to leak again, enough to make a tiny wet patch in the sand beneath me. this time, i do moan, eyes glazed with the desire to let go, but my dom looks over and knows immediately what happened. they smile and reach over, pretending to adjust the bottom of my bikini, but instead pressing on the bulge of my bladder, hard and achingly full. another leak sprays out, even bigger than the next one, and with that my last shred of composure breaks.

"please- fuuuck, let me pee master, i have to go so bad and i've been so good, trying my best to hold it in just like you asked me to-"

they shush me, looking around, but finding no one has overhead or seems to care. "alright baby, calm down, i know you've done well for me. dig a little hole in the sand, ok? that'll be your potty."

i nod rapidly, too excited about the concept of finally peeing to be embarrassed by their word choice. my hands work quickly, scooping at the sand next to me until there's a hole large enough to sit over, positioned so my cunt is right above it. i stare up at my dom, eyes pleading, and they smile wickedly. "open your legs baby, show master how wet you are." i do, the dampness on my crotch extremely evident, and they shake their head in disappointment. "i would punish you for leaking, but here is not the place for that. i'm feeling very gracious, so you have permission to pee now. let it out bunny, i wanna see every drop."

the sentence is barely out of their mouth before i let go, the gushing sound filling the air as i piss a torrent. at first, the sand soaks it up almost instantly, but after a while, when the entire hole is soaked, a puddle begins to froth beneath me just like the ocean. i pant and shiver, eyes rolled back into my skull, not even noticing that my dom is staring at me as if they're going to eat me whole.

"good bunny, making a mess in public for me. bet that feels good, hm? i can't wait to show you how fucking horny you make me when we get back to the hotel. master's gonna make you cum so many times your brain will turn as fuzzy as that ocean foam."

[pleasebegood]

thinking about when i controlled my partner’s bladder in person and ….damn.

it started about mid-day i think; i was still at home, so over text. i told him when to start holding good and early so that when i’d get to his place that evening, he’d already be nice and desperate. we went back and forth all day texting, with me telling him to drink more water and reminding him how far away his relief was going to be, him updating me how bad it was getting with every hour. i got to his place maybe around seven that night, he’d been holding for a good four hours by then i think — he has a notoriously small bladder, which i tease him for often, so this was quite a feat already. once i got there, the real torment could start. he was already asking me for relief , while also being desperately horny for it. he was constantly kissing me, touching me, hoping maybe that would sway me to let him go. of course, that wasn’t happening.

about an hour later, i had to pee. i’d been drinking electrolytes for a while, which always go right through me. i told him multiple times that i was starting to feel an urge, though it wasn’t terrible, how good it was going to feel when i got to piss and he didn’t. it was driving him crazy. i enjoyed that for a bit while building up my own need. eventually, i told him to get in the bathtub, leaving on just his underwear. i stripped down and climbed on top of him. his dick was so hard with anticipation. he’d been begging me to pee on him for days. i straddled his lap, grinding on him a little just to tease him. Then right over his dick, i started pissing. i was so turned on, it took some effort to get going, but quickly i pissed all over his lap while he whimpered and clung onto me. i told him he better keep holding—though i was sure feeling my warm piss soaking into his underwear was making it so much worse. and it was. i told him to get up and rinse off. the water from the shower head was even more torture. for a second, his legs buckled and i was sure he was about to lose it. but instead, a huge drop of pre-cum dribbled out instead, sliding from the tip of his hard cock down his leg. i praised him for that; my pussy was throbbing.

i made him dry off and get redressed. i had him wearing gray sweatpants, obviously, so any leaks would be nice and obvious. we laid down in his bed, and i got on top of him again, kissing him hard and putting all my weight on his bladder. he kept squirming and groaning, struggling to even kiss me back while he was this desperate. it was so adorable. i kept this up for a while, and to my surprise, he still hadn’t leaked. at this point, it was far past how long he’d ever held before. we moved to the couch, along the way i forced him to fill up his water bottle so he could keep drinking. just the sound of the water from the rap rushing into the bottle had him pressing his legs together and begging me to let it end. of course i wasn’t going to. i reminded him, “you know i’m not going to let you piss voluntarily. you’re going to hold it until you absolutely can’t anymore.”

we sat back on the couch together, and i alternated climbing over him to press into his bladder with all my body weight, and sitting beside him stroking his dick through his pants. every once in a while, for good measure, i’d press down hard on his bladder with both hands and he’d cry out in pain. by this point, he was nearly beyond words. bordering delirious, he could barely put a sentence together. he was still trying to beg me to let him piss, but the question kept falling short as he could only laugh and grind his teeth. he finished another full water bottle. i was so impressed.

“do you want me to-to fill it up again?” he managed to ask. of course i did.

standing up from the couch almost pushed him over the edge as the gravity shift hit him. he had to stand still with his legs crossed to regain control before we could go back to the kitchen. but again, to my surprise, he made it. i praised him for how good he was being, and that had him even more whimpering and delirious. it was so deliciously pathetic, i was losing my mind. he filled up the bottle again, each painful second of the water flowing made him beg me more and more. when he straightened back up, even that slight shift had him falling apart. this is when he started to lose it.

he stood in the kitchen—and i say “stood” generously. he was constantly moving back and forth, alternating feet and crossing his legs over and over again while he told me he wasn’t going to last much longer. finally, to my absolute pleasure, a leak hit. it was enough to soak a little wet spot through the front of his pants. he begged harder—he couldn’t be still at all, and now that the first leak had come out, i knew there was no way he’d last much longer.

but still, i blocked the path to the bathroom. he begged more, and another spurt burst out. it slid down his leg, and though it was a faint enough stream to not show its path, i could see it darken the cuff of his pants around his ankle. i let him move to the bathroom, and he shuffled carefully along, leaking a bit more with every step.

“we may be in the tub now, but you better keep holding,” i told him as i pushed him against the wall of the bathtub. he groaned, falling back against the wall and barely able to hold himself up. i leaned my body fully into his, pressing on his bladder as i slid my leg between his.

his head fell onto my shoulder; his body was so run down he couldn’t support himself anymore. a bigger spurt jetted out, pouring directly onto my leg. he moaned and kept on begging. finally, right against his ear, i told him he could let go.

the floodgates opened immediately. he started pissing full force. the hot stream ran down both of our legs where i kept my thigh pressed between his. he must’ve pissed for a minute while he clung desperately to me, both arms hugged tight around me. i was the only thing holding him upright at this point; his legs were giving out beneath him, but i had him pinned to the wall firmly enough he couldn’t fall. once all the piss was drained from his body, he couldn’t stop thanking me. he was still completely delirious, but now from relief rather than desperation.

i gave him a minute to come back, just holding him like that while i savored the feeling of his soaked pants on my skin. when he was able to speak sentences again, he told me how orgasmic had felt to let go. he said it felt so good, he didn’t even need to come after that. we rinsed off, and i took him back to bed to cuddle and praise him for what a good boy he’d been for me.

[sickandbatty]

Want to be tied up while I’m holding as a dom pressed a vibe up against my cilt and puts ice in me so I get to feel liquid pouring out of me without being able to piss or cum. If i disobey and cum my dom just leaves me tied up to piss all over myself and sit in it until he’s pleased with how much of a mess I am.

[wetdeviant]

A sub who has been holding for hours and is at his limit. He wants to please his dom and hold it just a bit longer– Oh, there's the first leak. He gasps and tries to wiggle, but is held back by the ropes his dom tied around him when this all started. Hands behind his back, thighs forcibly spread. If he could just squeeze himself he could hold it longer, it's not fair! His bladder spasms again and a tiny pool of liquid has gathered on the chair. The feeling of it gently lapping against his aroused but neglected crotch is too much. No, no!– he can be good, he can hold it! His dom seems to have noticed his worked up state. “Oh, is it too much for you? I really thought you could control yourself.” They ask as they come closer, and begin to caress the inside of the sub's hip bones. Please, gotta pee so bad! Gonna pee gonna pee– The sub heaves a sob as his privates twitch once, twice before wetness erupts out of him. His stream so strong and desperate it arches in the air. The sub closes his eyes and slumps back in the chair, sniffling quietly. He couldn't hold it, he wanted to so bad... But his dom just hums and kisses his forehead. “Did so good for me. You held it for so long, didn't you? Such a good boy...” The sub sighs as he gives into the relief.

[surrounded-bysea]

The idea of someone being kept full for an entire day but being allowed to let out little amounts so they’re desperate for hours and hours.

Getting to go in a small towel and once it’s soaked they have to stop or else more time is added to the hold. Filling up a tiny cup but if they overflow (which let’s face it they’re totally going to) they have to drink more water to replace what got all over the floor. Emptying into the toilet for 5 seconds but having to cut off without using their hands.

And all these ways of letting them let out just a little bit feel good as they’re happening but right afterwards they feel even more desperate because they just got a taste of relief that was taken away before it could do anything real. So maybe whoever us controlling their bladder has to then help them hold afterward with finger pinching their hole closed or providing a thigh to grind on, all while gently encouraging them and telling them how good they are for staying so full all day for them. Teasing them by reminding them just how much is still left in their bladder that they aren’t allowed to let out until the next barely there taste of relief.

[esoterictboy]

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 ?

[omorashiect]

wanna ride a dick and piss all over it