Here’s my first attempt at a somewhat cohesive story on omo. Imagine this…
We are at the Opera. Giuseppe Verdi’s “Tosca” is being performed by a well rounded cast. It’s a formal event so everyone in attendance has gone all out on their outfits. Us included. I stand tall with a nice three piece suit, and you, in a beautiful white dress. It’s a classical opera so the attire must, in it of itself, be classy.
Prior to us taking our seats, I offer you a glass of water to which you gladly accept. You down it, remarking how thirsty you were. I chuckle softly as we prepare to take our seats. You notice a slight twinge in your bladder. You glance softly at the restroom sign. Perhaps it would be a good idea to use the bathroom before the show begins. As you are about to depart, the orchestra begins tuning, which means the show is about to begin. We take our seats in the middle of a continental seating arrangement. This means there is no aisle, just one large row. So if someone at the middle had to get up for any reason, every single person would also have to get up, causing quite the disturbance.
The show begins and you look a little worried. The opera is around 3 hours long, but there will be breaks, but it will be around an hour until the first one arrives. The music helps distract you, but you don’t understand any of the Italian. Thankfully there are subtitles being projected. I attempt to help fill in the gaps of the story, all the while the water you had before arriving and at the theater starts filling your bladder.
I reach into my bag and pull out an overpriced bottle I purchased at the venue. Of course I offer this to you which you gladly accept once again. You finish it by the end of the first act just as the villain finishes his song, marking your first chance to use the bathroom.
We make our way to the bathroom, and as I suspected, the woman’s line is backed up almost to where our seats are. Seeing this I grab your hand and head to the lobby. We grab a seat and finally you tell me -
“mmm sir? have to use the restroom”
“Ah, I see, well perhaps you should wait until the line dies down a bit”. I say with a slight smirk
Worriedly you reply “y-yeah I can hold it til then”
As the minutes progress, your need to pee rises and rises, reaching an 8/10. You start to hold yourself a bit before you realize your in public. You decide to settle on crossing your legs. The line eventually dies down and you go to get in. That’s when I grab your hand, turn you back towards me and say
“You want to be a good girl for me, right?”
Those two simply words melt you, almost as if a switch flips in your brain. “Mhm”
“Good” I say with a devilish yet playful grin “hold it for me”.
“Y-yes sir”
We head back to our seats, the almost orgasmic conversation from before starts to wear off and the panic begins to set in. There is no way you can hold it now. The second act is again around an hour, and even if you had to make a mad dash, you’d embarrass yourself in front of everyone, making them stand up. And who’s to say you’d even make it in time.
Around 20 more minutes go by and your absolutely bursting. You’re discreetly trying to hold yourself and cross your legs but nothing is working. You begin bouncing slightly, and some of the theater goers start looking around to try and spot the point of disturbance. You whisper in my ear
“I can’t hold it… please let me pee daddy”
“As much as love hearing that, don’t call me that here. We’re in a formal setting. Use sir instead”
“Yes sir, sorry sir. I just really have to go…”
After a moment to ponder I stand up, addressing the gentleman to our left,
“Sorry to bother you sir, but I have to use the restroom”
He grunts slightly before standing up, as do the rest of the people in our aisle. I take your hand and we make our way to the bathroom. I lead you down a few flights of stairs and down a few hallways until I find a stairwell. We head in, careful as to not seen by others.
At this point your doubled over and holding yourself. You in your perfect dress about to have an accident if we don’t find a bathroom soon…
“Please let me pee! I can’t hold it any longer!!”
“Shh”
I bring you in for a passionate kiss, nothing strong, but rather soft and subtle. Something out of love and attraction rather than lust.
Right there is when you loose control. The floodgates open and your panties are drenched. You try and get the dress out of the way with marginal success. It’s still very wet and very noticeable. I stand there, watching. This scene brilliantly master crafted to perfection in my head, playing out exactly how I envisioned. Just like Verdi’s opera. Poetic.
After you finish up, the relief you feel is immense. Nothing can describe the pleasure you feel. I hand you my pocket square to help clean up. Honestly it doesn’t do much.
“T-thank you sir, that was incredible, can you get the car from the valet? I would die if anyone saw me like this…”
“Valet? My dear, we still have half of the opera to finish”
My devilish smile returning once more, as the thought of public humiliation looms over you. But your ok with this. In fact, the idea turns you on slightly. But not before you feel just a little twinge in your bladder. Hopefully you can hold it better this time…
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If you don't know what Omorashi Dungeon is, it's a very brutal guided hold that you can do alone. I want to force a sub to do it, but I want to take a more... active role. Instead of my sub drinking the specified amount of water in the challenge, I'll have a hose leading from their bladder to a big syringe that I have control over. When they're prompted to drink, I'll use the syringe to slowly fill them with warm water instead. When the dungeon tells them to massage their bladder or press down on it, I'll do it instead. And, if they're feeling particularly confident, I'll allow them to choose hard mode, which involves me having my way with them while they hold. Not all the time, just during certain challenges. For example, the dungeon may prompt them to lie on their back, so I would lie on top of them and slide my cock inside of them to massage their bladder from the inside. I think that could make for a fun night.
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Intro To Me ig idk
Yo! I’m Blue! I’m 20 and I live in South Carolina.
A little about me I guess. I’m a pilot with a commercial aviators license. I own my own plane. I like to fly. Like a lot. Soooo hmu if ur into aviation!
I’m also super into omorashi. I’m straight but anyone can hmu in dms or asks (idk how tumblr works at all).
I’m into public humiliation, bladder control, toilet denial, wetting, water sports, omorashi, and more.
MINORS DNI!!!! BLANK ACCOUNTS WILL BE BLOCKED!!!!!
My passion aside from aviation is creative writing, so I’ll be posting a ton of stories and fics here, if you have any specific ideas or characters or even custom stories just hmu. I’ll do it for free no charge. As long as your cool with me posting, it I’ll do it. I just posted my first story so go check that out.
Anyway that’s all from me folks! Hope to be accepted into this community!
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