Title: Bathroom Mistress
Author: Phoenix Arrow
Part: Chapter 1 of 1
Keywords: F/F, Solo, WaterSports, Bladder Control, Humiliation
Redistribution: Only for personal, nonprofit use
Short Summary: Woman desperately needs to pee, but strange 
woman won't let her.


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Bathroom Mistress - Phoenix Arrow


"Honey please, we really need to stop!"

"Ok ok, we're coming up to a rest stop in a minute. Think you can 
hold it for that long?" My husband said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Just barely, I knew I shouldn't have had all those sodas."

"I told you, but as usual you never listen. Now your about to pee 
yourself."

"I will if you don't step on it, please hurry, I really need to go.

"Relax relax, we are here. Now get!"

I practically flew out of the car. I had stupidly drunk 4 sodas 
during our long weekend drive and now I was feeling it big time.

I rushed into the bathroom, fingers already tugging on my dress 
before I could fully shut the stall door behind me. I needed to pee 
soooo badly.

Resting on the seat I readied to relieve myself.

"Psst, hold it!" A female voice called out from the stall next to me.

I paused, caught off guard, my urine moments away from leaving 
me. I didn't remember even seeing cars outside, let alone expecting 
any one to be in the female bathroom with me. She sounded 
around my age, 30.

"What? Are you talking to me?" I responded.

"Yes dear, I said hold it in."

"Excuse me? Hold what in?"

"Your pee. I'm telling you to hold your piss sweaty."

I was shocked. Who the hell did this woman think she was? Who is 
she to tell me when or when not to piss?

"What's it to you lady if I piss or not?"

"Because I don't want you to."

"But...but I have to." I said dumbly, not knowing what else to say.

"You may have to, but I'm telling you not to dear."

Ohh it was beginning to really hurt, I really needed to pee. Why 
was this lady even bothering me?

"Listen, I don't know what you want, but I have to go bad. Now 
please leave me alone."

There was silence as she said nothing. 

Her lack of a response only made me more nervous as I sat there 
waiting. Would she continue to bother me or let me pee in peace? 
Why was I even waiting? Just pee already!

"Honey, your doing a very good job, just keep sitting there holding 
it in for me."

No wait, I wasn't holding it for her. Just making sure she wouldn't 
bother me again. Oh I was really getting annoyed with this woman. 
Why was it so important to her that I wait?

As I sat there contemplating the situation, I could feel the 
beginnings of a cramp come on.

She somehow could sense my discomfort. "So tell me dear, does it 
hurt sitting there hold it in?"

"Yes it hurts" I blurted out frustratingly. "It really really hurts. 
Please, why cant I just pee?" I could hear her giggling on the other 
side. Dame this woman. But dame me as well. I couldn't believe I 
was basically asking her for permission to urinate. I'm a grown 
woman. Just release my bladder and all is done. Why was I even 
arguing with this strange woman?

"If it hurts so much dear, than why don't you just pee?"

"Because...because you fucking wont let me!"

More giggles.

"Oh please, why can't I pee?"

"Because I say so. I want you to just sit there holding your bladder 
for me like a good girl, okay?"

I whined. It was a whine of frustration and.....and....

I just sat there, trying to mentally and physically cope with the 
strain of holding my bladder. As my body began to shake, I knew 
that I wouldn't be able to hold myself in for much longer, even if I 
wanted to. But why was I even trying?

"Your doing very well girl, but be careful, don't let out a single 
drop."

Oh why was she being so mean. Just let me pee. I've been a good 
girl. I've been listening to her, why is she forcing me to hold 
myself even longer. I was in real pain.

"Please please Ma'am, I....I cant hold it in any longer.... please."

She said nothing but giggled at my pathetic pleas. Now the 
crampings were getting unbearable. It was almost impossible to sit 
perfectly still as I shifted my butt to relieve the pressure. Tears 
began to roll down my face as I stupidly sat holding my bladder to 
the commands of some perverted woman whom I've never met. 
My muscles working to capacity to hold what wasn't meant to be 
held.

But her tormenting continued.

"Oh I am so proud of you. Your being such a good girl listening to 
me."

Good Girl? She was the same age as me for crying out loud. Which 
is what I was beginning to do as the pain overwhelmed me.

"Yes yes I know baby, it must hurt so bad. All that piss in that big 
belly. Wouldn't it be wonderful if you could just let it go?"

"Yes please!" I cried.

"Yes it would, but I'm afraid you can't just yet. But I'll tell you 
what, if it'll make you feel better, you can rub that wet little puss of 
yours while you wait. Okay?"

What did she just say? Rub my pussy? Me? In here?

"Go on young lady, I know how badly you want to. I bet its all wet 
and needs to be tickled."

I looked down past my aching belly, down to my crotch. MY 
GOSH! She was right, my cunt was drench and swollen. And 
worse, my little bud was hard as could be. I didn't even notice my 
arousal through all the bladder pain. But....but how?

I lightly touched my pussy lips with the tips of my fingers and 
instantly my vulva pulsed, almost causing me to pee. Thank 
goodness I was able to still hold it.

But my fingers continued to slowly run along the outside of my 
lips, ohhhh it felt so good.

"Is my little girl touching herself?"

That bitch, I hated her. First she took control of my bladder, now 
she was trying to control my pussy. Well I wouldn't answer her. 
Not with words any way. Despite myself, after a few moments a 
low moan escaped my lips. Not of pain this time, but of pleasure.

"Oh you nasty girl. Your actually doing it aren't you. Your playing 
with your puss in a public restroom. What a naughty girl you are."

I inserted two fingers into my hole as my breathing became ragged. 
My thumb gliding over my clit as I moved my hand faster.

"Tell me dear, what are you doing?"

"I'm....I'm...."

"Are you being a nasty little girl for masturbating in public?"

"yyy....yes..." A wave of humiliation washed over me at my 
admittance.

"Yes what dear?"

Oh did I hate her "Yes....I'm a naughty girl for......masturbating in 
public!"

"Is that what you came in here to do sweaty? Or was it something 
else?"

As I continued to mash my swollen cunt, I quickly remembered 
why there was a terrible pain in my belly. "To pee" I cried!

"What dear?"

"To pee Miss, I came in here to pee!"

"But you didn't want to piss remember? You wanted to play with 
yourself instead."

"No....no...please....I want to piss...please"

"Tell me honey, should I let you pee now?"

"Yes....ugh....yes please ma'am...yes...ugh"

"But aren't you a little busy doing something else at the moment?"

"I'm....uh.....please...."

"Tell me sweaty, tell me what you want to do? Do you want to 
pee? Or would you rather bring yourself off like a whore in a 
public restroom?"

Oh that fucken bitch. How could she make me choose. The pain of 
my expanded bladder was unbearable, but....but my cunt so needed 
my fingers......I....I couldn't choose. I needed her to tell me what to 
do. A grown woman who could no longer pee or climax without 
being told to.

I sat there pathetically crying, rubbing my drenched cunt like a sick 
little girl as I emberassly asked her to choose for me.

"Hmmm, lets see.......well.....since bad girls who masturbate in 
public should be punished, why don't you just pee."

"But....but....?"

"Sorry girl, no climax for you. Now hurry up, pee for me dear."

But I didn't want to pee. I...I wanted to bring myself off. I needed 
it. I'd allowed this woman to completely control my most intimate 
body functions and to my shame it's turned me on beyond belief.

Pushing aside the immense cramps and bladder pressure, I dug 
three, then four fingers into my cunt with one hand while I rubbed 
my engorged clitty with the other as fast as I could.

She remained silent as I began to cry out in pleasure as I fast 
approached my goal until finally I let out a scream of ecstasy. My 
body shook as it was wrapped in orgasm causing me to finally 
release my bladder at the same time, gushing out pee and cunt 
juice into the toilet below.

I sat on the porcelain seat shaking, pissing, and cumming for 
almost a full minute. Thankfully the orgasm lasted a bit longer. 
Through my fog of dissipating pain and pleasure I could hear her 
unlocking her stall, washing her hands and walking out, leaving me 
sitting alone with empty tears, unable to move or think.

Bathroom Mistress
The End!




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