god u guys as much as i’ve been enjoying running this blog and as hot as it is omodomming various cuties/posting abt my own holds over the Net
....man it would be so amazing to have someone to do this stuff with in person
like just the thought of actually BEING there to give someone cute a whole bunch to drink and to tell them how quickly they have to finish it and watch them drink and tease them about how bad theyre gonna have to go
and then to get to be there an hour or two later when they’re shifting their weight around and crossing their legs and bouncing in place, and to get to see the flush of embarrassment and discomfort and arousal on their face, and to hear the note of strain and need in their voice
and to have all that squirming, blushing, wide-eyed need directed at ME because i’m the one whose permission they need to get relief, and to have them first ask for permission, and then whine for it, and then beg for it, and to look them in the eyes each time and say “no.”
and to be able to touch them throughout, to reach out and tickle their side when they’re not expecting it or straddle their legs while i slowly press the heel of my hand into their bladder, but also just to be able to press them up against a wall and make out with them and run my hands all over them and press my hand up between their legs because god i cant even imagine how turned on and attracted to someone desperate id be
watching someone do the physical challenges i give them, hearing them make a little noise in their throat when i tell them to stand up with their legs apart and getting to watch those legs begin to quiver as they bite their lip and squeeze their eyes shut, telling someone they have to sit still and seeing their poor body tensed and trembling with the effort of staying in control
and of course (because you know me!) to be able to psychologically tease someone in person... picking up a mostly empty glass and swishing whats left around while i casually bring up allll the different kinds of beverages i had them drink earlier, and have they ever noticed the way coffee just runs right through you? :) or holding them in my lap when they can hardly sit still and murmuring right into their ear about the ocean of pee inside them, how swollen full they must, how they must be dying to let it gush out. being able to actually SEE their reaction when i turn on a tap to a trickle, or have them do a load of dirty dishes with nice warm water, or take them up to the bathroom to keep me company while i sit myself on the toilet and empty my bladder with a sigh of satisfaction... and then whisk them right back downstairs
and then of course, getting to be there for their relief. whether i finally kiss them on the cheek and tell them they can use the bathroom if they make it up the stairs, and i get to see them dancing in front of the toilet and ripping down their pants with trembling hands and then their whole body slumping with relief as they take an endless gushing piss that feels SO good they cant not moan... or whether they suddenly freeze in the middle of the kitchen and hunch over and gasp out “i cant—“ and i get to see the first few stuttering splatters of pee hit the floor as they fight for control, before their bladder gives in completely and lets hours of pent up pee stream down their legs to the floor and i have to help them stay upright because their legs are giving out too
and getting to take care of them after, stripping the wet clothes off of them bc theyre almost to exhausted to do it themselves, dealing with the dirty laundry and the puddle while they shower, having nice warm dry pjs ready for them to change into so we can get into bed together and cuddle while i tell them how good they did, how good they were for me, how good they are ❤️
....and folks i havent even gotten INTO my thoughts on holding for someone else
