Day 29 (a long and tormenting Friday night in progress...)
{Until you're told otherwise, slowly rub your fingertip up and down your peehole. That's the only part of yourself you're allowed to touch. Make sure your finger is always moving.}
You now can hardly contain your pee and against your will start to squirm while kneeling in front of Agnes and Sydney. You know that you and Agnes both seriously need to pee, yet you've been told that you'll have to spend at least five minutes teasing and tickling Agnes before either of you gets to pee.
Agnes suddenly thrusts her hand between her thighs and squeezes her legs tightly together as she bends over in obvious pee desperation. "Ohhhhhhhhh god! What have I done! I can't see how I'll be able to keep it in any longer! I think I'm in as bad a shape as you were a couple of minutes ago, Sydney! But I can't let anyone take care of me the way I took care of you."
You slide over to her on your knees and look up lovingly into her eyes. "Why not, precious little love mommy? I wanna make you as happy as you made my sweet little sister! Let me love you!" Sydney drops to her knees beside you and adds, "We love you, mommy! Let me give you that kind of special sweet sacrifice, too!"
Agnes squirms and hops as the tears start to stream down her face. "No, my little love children. I have to suffer for you. I'm the grown-up here. Naughty mommies have to be punished!" You and Sydney both say "no no no! we love you!"
"You don't understand, little darlings! If I can't hold my pee for a full five minutes while you tickle me, Mistress will make me go another month without cumming! I don't think I can take it. I have been relentlessly horny for days. Besides, your poor little love slave mommy now loves to be tortured, sweeties." She reaches into the chest she'd been sitting on and pulls out a clamp. Handing it to you, she sits on the chest, spreads her lovely legs wide apart, then spreads her labia open, saying "clamp it on my peehole now, my darling daughter! That's the only way I'll be able to make it. But hurry! Mommy can't hold it in much longer!"
You tenderly but quickly clamp her peehole shut, which give Agnes some relief but also ensures she'll feel the pee pressure with no hope of release until it's unclamped. Low moans escape her sexy lips. She lies face-up on the floor, kicks off her shoes, and rests her nylon-clad feet atop the chest. You rotate the chest and move it so that the whole of her calves rest on it while her feet dangle off the edge, wholly exposed and ready for tickle-torture. Spreading her feet and legs wide apart, you look to Sydney and she comes over to adoringly torment this classy matron's gorgeous and supremely sensitive feet.
Agnes lies on the floor with her hands behind her head. Gazing off into the heavens, she says, "Go ahead my sweet ones! Tease and tickle me now! Especially you, my little Sydney. I relieved your bladder's agony so you could make mine worse. I want you to torture the hell out of my unbearably sensitive feet. Please do it for me! I love you!"
She slowly caresses and softly tickles Agnes's feet, which wriggle and move a bit, but do not make an effort to escape. "Oh God! Yes! Yes! Yes!!!!! Be mean to your naughty, kinky mommy! Do more! Drive me crazy, Sydney! Make my sweet suffering as cruel as you can!" Sydney starts accelerating her strokes and finger motions as Agnes moans and giggles and gasps.
Agnes then catches your eye, saying, "And don't stop there! Caress and tickle every sensitive part on me you can find! Make this tickle time one I'll always remember!" You blow her a kiss and say, "I love you, sweet mommy! I'll be the naughty little daughter who loves to tickle you until you beg me to stop." Starting at the tops of her long and lovely feet, you softly caress and tickle up her legs with meandering strokes. Meanwhile, Sydney is earnestly caressing and tickling Agnes's nylon-covered feet, which wiggle and bounce while her hips squirm like crazy.
Our lovely mature love slave is in heaven! "Oh, God! I'll beg you to NEVER stop!!! This is heavenly! I have to pee sooooooooo bad!! And I'm being tickled like crazy!" She looks at you again and asks, "Can you please come up here, my little loverchild? There's so much more of me I want you to tickle! Please make me happy by tormenting me!" You stand up to come over to her and your own pee agony hits you again. You scrunch forward, thrusting your hand between your legs as a spontaneous "ooooooo!" escapes your lips.
You hobble over to Agnes's side, kneeling there, and start to stroke and tickle her sides and armpits. She so submissively keeps her hands locked behind her head, accepting her sweet tickle punishment. Her lovely eyes gaze into yours. As they fill with tears, she whispers, "I love you!" Fiercely tickling her armpits, you lower your face towards hers and whisper, "I love you, too!", before placing your lips onto hers. Your lips and tongues dance passionately while you tickle torment her armpits. You're both squirming non-stop with bursting bladders. You envy the clamp she has on her peehole, because it's taking all your will to keep from making a huge puddle.
Agnes notices you squirming and says, "Watching you suffer is so hard for mommy. I want to kiss it and make it better. Let me love you the way I did Sydney. My bladder will hate me, but I want to make you feel better."
Just then, Sydney notices a clock and says, "Wow. We've been tickling you for 8 minutes already!"
You both help Agnes to her feet. Both you and she are bent forward from the full bladder torment. You look at her and say, "Let's help each other get to the bathroom. Then we can love each other some more." Looking at Sydney, you and Agnes start hobbling towards the bathroom. She comes up beside you both and holds your hands lovingly as the three of you go in search of porcelain....
{you're still rubbing your peehole, right? good little love slave....}