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"not yet, baby~"

and i don't mean to toy with it a little. i don't mean to make me drink one little cup of water, wait ten minutes, and let me pee when i ask once.

i need it to be abused.

a pee schedule. once a day, maybe twice if i've been good. only letting me pee at night, so i won't even get to experience the relief of emptiness because i'll be asleep. i'll wake up full, go about my day full, and finally, finally pee once you are sufficiently entertained in the evening.

a drinking schedule. constantly filling my stomach with water, which fills my bladder with hot piss. stretching my bladder out, starting with just a half liter every 6 hours. then a half liter every 4. and then a half liter every 3 hours. and then a full liter every 2. until in the 12 hours (at least) that im awake, i've been forced to drink 4, even 6 liters without peeing.

but don't stop there. on certain days, if you really want to ruin me, catheterize me. a balloon catheter, that won't come out without your help, clamped shut to make sure nothing can escape. hell, if i've been particularly bad, fill my bladder artificially. inject syringe after syringe of water or your own piss into my catheter. take rapid desperation to an entirely new level. you can watch my lower stomach bulge as you force-feed liquid into my urethra.

i need to go about my day with nothing but suffering. squirming in public, only allowed to go to the toilets to lick them clean and then leave without a single drop of piss being let out. because how could i, more inhumane and lower than a urinal, in good conscience, expell into a toilet. there's diapers or tree trunks for that.

But it feels so good doesn't it? Hearing me tell you no when you beg to me for permission to cum. Feeling that pathetic excuse for a brain drip down your thighs and soak into my sheets. Doesn't it make your cunt throb? Feeling your entire body coursing with the unmistakable buzz of arousal at just my words, my voice, my slow meticulous touch. Like a feral little animal in heat.

You want to be denied. You want to lose all control over yourself. You want to give up one of your most basic bodily functions to me. You want to be a good girl. I know you do. Maybe if you finally accept that your last orgasm you had was truly the last you'll ever have, I'll consider letting you cum again.

Yun is tightly tied to a chair. Legs spread wide with the knees over the sides of the chair and its ankles tied together under it. Hands are totally wrapped on ductape and locked behind its back.

Master wears slippery gloves soaked in lube and use both hands to masturbate its clit. But it's only edging.

He rubs it's clit hardly and roughly for some minutes and when it id about to cum he stops and starts to kiss its neck and slap its face. He slides his fingers over the tights and nipples gently, teasingly.

And then, he starts rubbing the clit again.