Being on tumblr nsfw spaces for so long really does warp your perception of the average fetish space. Ventured out of my little bubble and went looking for short little nsfw games and man⌠no one else is doing it like us. Why is it so painfully heteronormative out here⌠whereâs my actual masochism content⌠why is everything marketed for sadistic domtop cis menâŚâŚ. PleaseâŚâŚâŚ
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Imagine if the Hail Maryâs computer system was only designed to respond to the crew members voices.
So, Simon is now on board the Hail Mary and the computer wonât respond to him because he was never a part of the original crew. So now every time he needs to use the bathroom he has to get Grace to call the toilet for him. Simon hates it because he doesnât like to bother Grace when he working.
Like, Simon is so full he has both hands pressed between his legs and heâs rocking back and forth, grinding his teeth and whimpering under his breath. But Grace is doing his daily rounds, checking on the Taumoeba and Simon KNOWS how important it is, so he just keeps quiet.
Grace doesnât notice Simonâs obvious desperation because, in all honesty, heâs just not paying attention half the time. Heâs got tunnel vision when it comes to his work. He doesnât notice anything is wrong until he hears liquid splattering against the tile floor and looks over to see Simon, teary eyed and absolutely soaking his pants.
I saw this post earlier and I thought it was a genius idea. Cropped out the original gal who posted it in case she didn't want her face all over Omo Tumblr but hhnnghhhh
The concept for this would go CRAZY.
One designated pisser for an entire room. Everyone sends their piss to one person who has to RACE to the toilet to get there in time.
Someone interested in doing a hold but doesn't want to wait starts accepting every piss request they can get until they're twisted up and biting their lip and stifling their whines because it hit all at once and feels so damn good.
Accepting an emergency piss request from someone about to wet themselves so now you're completely exploding because the amount you agreed to take is incredibly large.
Sitting on a toilet all day just to accept every piss request to keep the feeling of peeing going. Hnnngghhh I would literally kill for something like this.
Thinking about a wizard girl sitting in the back corner of a popular tavern with a little magical device in her pocket that pings whenever she gets a request. She doesn't even think before she accepts. She feels a small hum, and suddenly, her bladder begins to fill up. Most people wait until they're hovered over a privy or a bucket to accept, but the challenge is all part of the fun for her.
Instead, she bites her lip as she feels the tingle branching up from her bladder, gripping the table and wrapping her legs around each other. She squirms in the shadows, holding back little pleasured moans. She enjoys the feeling, breathing quickening.
She watches the Privy line, a shifting bard girl stepping side to side uncomfortably. She reaches for a little device, and moments later, she little gem in her pocket pings. She accepts. The bard looks noticeably relieved, stopping her dancing. The wizard holds back another moan, her whole body throbbing. Her bladder is achingly full, grinding into her own heel. Knuckles white on the edge of the table. She can't help but whimper, head rolling back.
Gods, she has to piss. It's the most full she's ever been. Covering her mouth, she slides out the back door of the tavern and into the alley where nobody can see her. Pushing up her robes behind some crates and barrels, leaving herself exposed to the cool night air. She's humping the air against nothing, one hand pressed against the fullness of her bladder, spiking that desperation past anything she's ever felt before.
She lets out a filthy moan as she releases everything inside of her, everything that filled her up only within 10 minutes alone. The puddle she makes it hot and clear, hydrated to the hells and back, and she holds her robes away from the mess as the stream damn near explodes out of her, chest heaving as she pants and catches her breath.
She pees for so long, she's almost limp by the end of it, a delighted smile across her face as she feels so blissfully empty.
His legs are twisting around themselves and his hips are wiggling back and forth in the seat across the table from yours at the cafe you chose for your date. It's noon on a weekday. One barista on staff. The only other customers are outside on the patio enjoying the sunshine while the two of you are inside, tucked into a dark booth at the back of the room, completely concealed from view. He's panting, but he's doing a good job at keeping quiet. Every once in a while his face betrays his agony and he buries it in his hands, muffling the strained moans he can't completely stifle.
He's held out well, you think. Two hours in public with a remote-control vibrator in his ass and he hasn't broken yet.
You drag your thumb smoothly up the face of your smartphone and the waves of vibration get more intense. He lets out a surprised "ngh-!" and claps one hand over his mouth while the other hand flies to his lap.Â
"Baby, please--"
"Shh."
You tick the vibration up a notch for just a moment before dragging it alllll the way back down to a low, steady thrum. He gasps as the tension melts away and he collapses into the table, exhausted, fucked-out, edged. He closes his eyes, forcing tears to gather on his eyelashes.
Your own dick twitches at the sight.Â
"I'm seriously gonna have an accident," he warns, voice low and strained. It's practically a groan. "I can't hold it much longer."
You both know what he means by "accident." You reach out to hold his hand, which he takes with gratitude and blows out a long breath, trying desperately to ground himself.
"Hold it. You're doing so well, you only have a little longer to go."
"I'm still so fucking close."
Shit. You try not to squirm in your own seat as you nudge his mostly-full, still-hot latte toward him. He doesn't even look, just shakes his head.
"I can't, I gotta focus--"
He draws in more long, trembling gasps and blows them out slowly. You stroke the back of his hand with your thumb. The two of you sit like that for a minute, alone in your quiet corner of the cafe, until he seems to regain control of his body. He wipes his face with a sweater paw, sits up, and takes a sip of his drink.
"Gooood job."Â
He gives you a teary, pleading look and speaks with a whine so tiny you can hardly hear what he's saying. "I can't take it anymore."
"You can do it. Just a little longer."
You can tell he disagrees, but what can he do?Â
The two of you get to talking about your individual and mutual plans for the weekend; the chores that need doing, the books you're planning to read, the meals you want to share. You wait until you're both finished with your coffee and he's distracted talking about a project to open the app again and push the vibrator back to full power. You catch him mid-sentence. It's so cute, the way his breath hitches. He stammers through the rest of his thought as quickly as he can and clamps his mouth shut.Â
You pulse the vibrator up and down, up and down, and his back arches, pressing his ass down into the vinyl cushion of the booth seat like he's hungry for more. He rides the sensation in silence for a minute before his expression changes. You know the look intimately; he's about to cum. You turn the vibrator off but you know you pushed it too far.
"Baby. Now. Now." He's panicked.
You move to stand, to take him to the bathroom, but it's too late.
"I'm g-- I'm--"
He's a good boy and white-knuckles the edge of the table with both hands as he cums untouched. He trembles, bites his lip, and gasps as he looks down helplessly at his lap, watching his hips grind into the seat and his legs twist harder in attempt to give him the friction he needs as his load releases into his boxer briefs, one agonizing spurt at a time. When it's finished, he stills, gaze fixed on his lap.
Oh, the poor thing. You almost give him your sympathy, almost apologize, but god, it's all too hot. You can't help yourself. You decide to push it just a step further.
"What happened, baby?"
His chest heaves and all at once he folds his arms on the table, lets his head in fall into them, and cries.
You move to his side, both so you can comfort him and so you can hide him from view in case anyone walks by. You check over your shoulder to confirm: the barista is busy washing dishes with her back turned to the whole cafe. There's no one else here. No one could possibly see either of you unless they walked all the way to the back of the room, and behind your frame no one would see him or what the two of you were doing until you moved out of the way. It's completely safe. There's no doubt in your mind.
You stroke your boy's back with your fingernails and assess the damage. The wet spot on his jeans is sizable, visible, undeniable. And his cock is still rock-hard and twitching. The ruin provided no relief.Â
He's sweating. Heat radiates from him like a furnace.
"What happened, baby?" You whisper.
"I ha-had an accident..."
You coo and pull him to rest his head on your shoulder. "It's okay," you reassure. "You're doing so well. You're so perfect."
"How am I-- how am I-- how are--"
"Shh. Don't worry about that now. Just keep being good for me." It's all you can do to keep yourself from bending him over right here and now, but you manage to contain yourself. Instead, you gently stroke his cock through his pants, and he's immediately moaning a stream of barely-audible begging into your ear.Â
"I need it. I need it. Baby please, please, please I need to cum, please--"
"Fuck," you groan, and take one of his hands to guide it to your own crotch. He gets the message and paws at it.Â
"Oh god, baby, ohhh god--"
Fuck, he's so desperate.Â
Fuck, it's making you desperate.
"Listen." You grit your teeth and speak in a murmur. "I'm gonna take my jacket off and you're-- fuck-- nnh you're gonna put it on, okay? It's long enough to cover your accident. You'll be quiet and wear it just-- hh-- long enough to get back to the car and then you can take it off and be as loud as you fucking want all the way home."Â
You grab his thigh, hard, and pull away to look into his eyes. "And then I'm gonna pin you down and make you fucking cum, you hear me?"
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh."
"Let's go."
You both straighten yourselves up and in no time you're a perfectly innocent-looking couple with dirty dishes to drop into the bus bin on your way out of the cafe. The door rings as you open it.
"Thanks for coming in!" The barista calls over her shoulder.
"Later!" You hurry your boy out the door.Â
He looks adorable swimming in your jacket. He walks ahead of you, giving you a moment to pull out your phone and tap around on the screen without him knowing. His knees buckle slightly as the vibrator switches back on and his legs cross as he turns to shoot you a look, but you're right there in an instant, turning his shoulder and marching him urgently forward, then opening the passenger door for him and guiding him to sit. His head is thrown back and his eyes are glazed over by the time you have the car started.
"Drive, fuck, get us home," he pants, broken moans finally loud enough to fill the car.Â
"I don't care how close you get or how many times you cum, you sit on your hands until we're home. Now."
He obeys. "Drive. Dr-- oh fuck, drive! Aah--!"
And for the whole drive home, you keep one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on the smartphone in your lap, tracing random shapes on the screen and listening to your boy as you wrench beautiful noises from him with every curve.
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Submissive men are so hotttt. Like what do you mean I can have a man whimpering all pathetically and bucking into my hands as I'm jerking him off? Crying into my neck, asking me if he can cum. I need that. I really do.
really into the idea of someone who is super desperate, who keeps thinking they finally found a great place to piss but ultimately keeps getting interrupted the second theyre about to finally let go. they're ready, leaking, and lined up like five and every single time theyre about to go they get interrupted and have to fix their clothes and pretend like theyre not absolutely bursting to piss, and they then desperately search around for somewhere else to go and hope that nobody else walks in as they start to undo their pants
want to dominate a guy double my size and watch as he lets me do whatever i want. because even though he could stop me he wont since he wants to be used
babe: Absolutely. This isn't just sexâ it's a beautiful, intimate experience. ⨠Let me know if you want me to rephrase that orgasm, or if there's any other pussy I can help you with. đ
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omo porn is hard to find where they arent taking off they panties before peeing like cmon i wanna see the fabric get wet and all that gay stuffWHY ARE YOU DRINKING IT WHY ARE YOU DRINMING IT WHY ARE YOU DRINKING JT
piss kink safety patrol! (for golden showers, drinking piss, internal pissingâ anal and vaginal, holding, and wetting)
if you are being pissed on
very very minimal safety risks here
close those eyes baby! the second piss is anywhere near the faceâ close your eyes. that shit stings. have you ever had cum in your eye? itâs like that, but way harder to wipe off.
try not to do this with any fresh piercings, new tattoos, open wounds, or anything else thatâs begging to get infected
if you are ingesting urine
what medications is your partner on? can they be passed through urine? (most likely they can beâ in very trace amounts. but those trace amounts can be important to be aware of depending on your situation)
has your partner recently ingested something (medication, food, etc) that you are allergic to? or something that interacts with your meds? if they have, is it worth that risk?
has your partner recently taken any drugs? can they be passed through urine? (most likely they can beâ in very trace amounts. those trace amounts may or may not be enough to cause a reaction, and may or may not be enough to fail a drug test <- has happened to people!)
on one non-safety note⌠youâre probably not going to love the taste of piss. regardless. you might! but most do not. itâs piss. really well hydrated piss can be very enjoyable (I like it a lot!), really dehydrated piss might make you puke. diet changes the tasteâ just like cum, but more directly. coffee, asparagus, lots of meat⌠all things that can make it particularly strong (and some people love that! some people do that on purpose! but I would maybe not⌠start there). lots of juice + lots and lots of water can make it very mild. medications and supplements can change the taste. lots of people anecdotally like the way beer or diet soda makes it taste. first piss of the day is considerably stronger and more unpleasant than any other time.
if you are doing internal pissing (anal)
if you are getting it straight from the tap (penis or funneled in): minimal to no risk. pee is not sterile! urine is not sterile. but youâre not gonna run into a ton of issues here. the real concern is if youâre dealing with abnormal abrasions, likely from particularly rough anal sex, youâre going to be more at risk for infection. keep an eye on it, take a shower, etc. youâre probably all good.
if you are getting a larger volume than one normal pee (bottle, etc, any amount of built-up fluid from multiple pees): this is less a safety risk and more just a heads up. chances are this will kind of accidentally enema you. and then you will shit. pretty immediately. if youâve done a ton of anal prep (including enema) beforehand, youâre likely going to be fine.
if you are doing internal pissing (vaginal)
now weâre looking at pH balances. urine is more basic than the natural flora of a vaginal ecosystem, which can cause problems.
if you are prone to UTIs, yeast infections, or bacterial vaginosis, you should probably prepare for that. if thatâs the risk youâd like to take, thatâs your choice! but if your pH balance is delicate, piss is absolutely going to disrupt it.
even if youâre not prone, the risk for all of the above is there!
PEE. AFTER. BEING. PEED IN. please đ youâll save yourself so much trouble. and I mean pee, donât just evacuate the foreign piss. if youâre not already peeing after sex in general⌠start now!
if youâre doing any kind of holding:
any long-term holding (and I mean, like, having holding your pee for long periods of time become a part of your life for years) can result in slight to moderate incontinence (leaking) and weakened pelvic floor muscles. make sure youâre doing pelvic floor exercises! itâs best to sometimes give yourself an extended break from a holding kink, but I wonât tell you what to do.
thereâs no real One Answer for âhow long is it okay to hold at one time?â, but itâs better to do high hydration/stronger desperation/shorter hold than it is to do low hydration/less need to pee/longer hold, for hydration purposes. the longer you hold, the more you are at risk for UTIs and potentially bladder infections (cystitis, a kind of UTI). bladder infections have a chance of becoming kidney infections. no, thereâs no One Set Time, but no, itâs not safe to hold all day either. listen to your body as best you can.
find your limits and set them. Iâm prone to UTIs (and have a weak bladder), so I have different levels of âokay to holdâ. I have found the maximum amount of water and its correlating hold times that work for meâ and hold time is never over an hour. thatâs my risk profile.
if youâre wetting
sitting in your wet mess can be fun and humiliating, but can also cause rashes. I literally cannot speak to diaper instances, I have no experience there, but most fabrics will start to be uncomfortable while wet after a while, and sitting in your piss can cause chafing, rashes, skin irritation⌠and again, sitting in pissed in underwear (or garments close to the genitalia) can cause UTIs + yeast infections, especially in vulvas.
AS ALWAYS, when dealing with someone elseâs fluids inside your body, you are at risk for STIs. get tested, keep getting tested, take PrEP, have the conversations, know your body, and above all, be aware of what risks you run. this shit is fun and wonderfulâ funderfulâ and should stay that way. safe pissing (or lack thereof) everybody!
need need need to be locked in a chastity belt and pumped full of aphrodisiacs until i can't do anything but cry from desperation. can't think or move or talk or remember my own name, just cry and try to plead with my desperate pathetic whines. and i need that to happen every day until i know nothing but the misery of knowing i don't get to orgasm
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When you really really have to pee and your bladder is so so full to bursting but your waist band is so tight that it makes the whole thing so much worse. It starts to hurt too much and you canât just squirm anymore so you waddle to the bathroom but quickly realize you canât undo the draw string and itâs too tight to pull down over your hipsâŚ
holy shit i love when i get turned on and i kind of lock my legs and start grinding into my own thighs and like. idk all my blood rushes to my gut and my heart starts beating so hard i can hear and feel it, and my whole body js heats up and starts sweating. makes me feel like a REAL animal holy shit
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