for those who totally ♥ love ♥ being a tease slave
Day 29 (I'll bet you need to pee again....)
{whether you do or you don't... it's time for another cup/250 ml of water!}
While you and Claire walk down the hall, she is called into an adjoining room, and you are once again alone. You're reminded of how you're still so confined and teased from the waist down. That lovely little butt plug has been teasing you so much that your poor little asshole loves it and hates it... and you can't take your mind off of it. Your confined {pussy or cock} has also been rubbed constantly. There have been few moments when you haven't been intensely horny. Between the tight pantyhose and the super-tight girdle, that pee pressure that's been steadily building up inside you is even more beautifully tormenting. And having to walk and stand and crouch and do everything inside those 4" high-heeled shoes that are locked onto your feet add that sweet kind of feminine distress that makes you feel so receptive to every kind of erotic torment that Mistress provides for you. Here's another cutie whose feet are being held captive in the same sweetly tormenting way.... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KzOSM-Q54I
You walk slowly down the empty hallway, your heels clicking with each small step. Each movement below your waist makes your asshole, genitals, bladder, and feet hurt just a little bit more. At first, you try to minimize the motion so the suffering is less distracting. Then you realize.... Who are you kidding? You **love** the sensuous suffering Mistress abundantly blesses you with! This is what you live for!
You then start to pick up the pace, taking even smaller steps, and more of them, and more quickly, to see how much erotic agony you can give yourself. As you walk, you shift your hips around more than necessary, to add to the bounty of sensations down there. Isn't it beautiful how surrendering to Mistress makes even something as simple as walking down the hallway a source of sexual joy? You still try to walk as quietly as possible, so none of the people in the rooms you're passing will be disturbed, and so they won't interrupt your self-torment.
Turning the corner, you see something that reminds you of your helplessness: an open bathroom door. You stop dead in your tracks as you get an intense urge to peeeeeee! Staring into the inviting space, you so badly want to go inside and let loose.
But you know you can't. Even better, you in some ways don't want to. Full bladder agony is a special treat that Mistress abundantly provides. Since she's not there to tell you no and taunt you while you wish you release the internal pressure, you do it for yourself. You wriggle your hips as you take your mincing steps slowly towards the open bathroom. You're trying not to make noise, not to draw attention to yourself, because you're afraid someone will notice and think you're heading to the bathroom to pee without Mistress's permission, which of course, would lead to some kind of erotic punishment. You actually want to go there to torment yourself by looking at the toilet without peeing, but they wouldn't know that just by looking.
You almost make it to the door when you hear somebody coming down the hall. You panic and run away in the other direction until you find a door that's open. You rush inside and close it behind you....