1. The Lesbian Debt (Chapter 21) - Underwear Shopping


    Date: 2/2/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blackmail, Domination/submission, Female exhibitionist, Humiliation, Lesbian, Mind Control, Reluctance, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: All These Roadworks, Rating: 92.1, Source: sexstories.com

    Bethany. "Across the bust," said Laura. And then yelped as electric shocks went off in her neck and cunt. To her horror she felt her bladder loosening and only just managed to avoid pissing in the store panties. "Sorry, where?" asked Bethany. "I didn't catch that." Laura panicked. "Bust" was a forbidden word, it seemed. So was breasts, boobs, tits, udders and, she guessed, bosom. She searched for a word the collar might accept that wouldn't get her kicked out of the store. "Across my funbags," she said, and sighed with relief when there was no shock. "My funbags don't fit in the cups." There was a little buzz in the collar at this, but no shock. There was silence for a moment, then Bethany said "I'll find you the next cup size up." A moment later a new bra was thrown over the cubicle partition, and when Laura tried it on she found that it fit. "Better? Are your boobs okay?" asked Bethany. "My funbags are fine," said Laura, and then had to choke down a scream as the collar shocked her neck and twat again. This time Laura DID lose control of her bladder, and could only stand in horror as she felt herself piss into the pink satin panties. What happened? she thought, as thd panties became warm and wet against her snatch. She hadn't been shocked when she said funbags before. She remembered the little buzz on the second time she said it. Maybe it was a warning. Maybe some words expired if she said them too often. Maybe she was supposed to rotate words and keep a wide vocabulary. ...
    None of this helped her now. The panties were soaked through and piss was drizzling from her crotch onto the tiled floor of the cubicle. She was finally able to regain control of her bladder but not before she was standing over a small pool of urine. Laura was horrified. The panties had to go back to the store, and she couldn't hand them back soaked in piss. And Bethany would notice if she left a puddle of urine on the floor. "Do you want to show me if it fits?" Bethany was asking. "No, I'm okay. I'm going to try on the other ones," Laura said, desperate to keep Bethany away. She had to get rid of the piss. She hurriedly pulled the panties off and hung them gingerly from a hanger by a dry end. They weren't too bad - the wetness was mostly confined to the crotch. But what was she to do about the pool of piss? She cast about for something to mop it up with, but the only cloth in the room were her clothes, piled in a corner where she had presumably taken them off, and the underwear. She would have to wear the clothes out of the shop, and could hardly use them as a piss rag, and the store's underwear were out for similar reasons. If Laura had worn her own underwear into the store she could have used that to sop up the urine, but of course Alistair had confiscated it this morning. How was she going to get rid of the urine? She wished Erica was here. She could just make Erica lick it up.... Laura felt her stomach sink. That was, of course, what she was going to have to do. There was ...
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