Desperate car ride
Posted: 11 Jun 2024, 18:02
Hi all, I've posted before about desperate car journeys. Thought I'd post about an experience I had a few weeks ago.
I met a dominant guy; the deal was that we'd meet in a pub, I'd have a few drinks and he'd take me for a drive, with me giving up control of when I get to piss.
We met in the pub as agreed, and I drank three pints of lager.
As you can imagine, I was a bit nervous as we walked to his car which was parked close-by. To be honest, the lager was already making its presence felt!
We got in the car and the journey began. I had no ideas where we were going or how long the journey would last. Almost immediately, I began to regret what I'd agreed to.
I'm sure you guys will know the effect that lager has on the bladder? As the car ride went on, I could start to feel the urgent need build. It became more and more uncomfortable, and what was worse, I was in an unfamiliar area and had no idea how much longer the journey would be.
I begged him to pull over and he just said no because we were in heavy traffic. My heart sank when he mentioned it might be another 45 minutes or so.
Well, what followed was the worst desperation I've ever felt. I tried everything to cope with it, laying back in the seat, undoing my jeans belt etc. I'm not sure why, but my legs seem to shake and scissor when I'm really busting, and this time was no exception!
It got to the stage where my bladder felt as if it was cramping, if that makes sense?
That was a brief overview, would anyone be interested if I were to write a full version of what happened?
I met a dominant guy; the deal was that we'd meet in a pub, I'd have a few drinks and he'd take me for a drive, with me giving up control of when I get to piss.
We met in the pub as agreed, and I drank three pints of lager.
As you can imagine, I was a bit nervous as we walked to his car which was parked close-by. To be honest, the lager was already making its presence felt!
We got in the car and the journey began. I had no ideas where we were going or how long the journey would last. Almost immediately, I began to regret what I'd agreed to.
I'm sure you guys will know the effect that lager has on the bladder? As the car ride went on, I could start to feel the urgent need build. It became more and more uncomfortable, and what was worse, I was in an unfamiliar area and had no idea how much longer the journey would be.
I begged him to pull over and he just said no because we were in heavy traffic. My heart sank when he mentioned it might be another 45 minutes or so.
Well, what followed was the worst desperation I've ever felt. I tried everything to cope with it, laying back in the seat, undoing my jeans belt etc. I'm not sure why, but my legs seem to shake and scissor when I'm really busting, and this time was no exception!
It got to the stage where my bladder felt as if it was cramping, if that makes sense?
That was a brief overview, would anyone be interested if I were to write a full version of what happened?