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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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A week later and you’re out with friends, in a busy bar on a Saturday afternoon; I’ve told you to wear tight fitting denim jeans, along with a crop top, and that you’re not to go to the toilet until I tell you. I’m across the room with my girlfriend, who was in on the whole thing and the one who’d come up with this idea; discreetly we watched as you drank a few different cocktails, and it was Kat who noticed that you were beginning to look a little uncomfortable. You needed to pee, but you knew exactly what would happen if you broke one of the conditions; so for the next half hour we watched you suffer, before deciding that we should let you get some relief. The text message was simple: “Piss now, right where you are stood!”
We could see the horror on your face. We were watching you in our peripheral vision, so that when you looked quickly around the room, perhaps hoping to discover who it was that was setting you up, your eyes moved straight past us, a couple seemingly gazing into one another’s eyes. Out of sight I tapped out another message: “You have one minute from now!”
“Not this, please,” you replied. “I’ll do anything, but please, not this.”
My response: “49… 48… 47…”
And from where we were sat we could see the resignation on your face. Technically, you were fifteen seconds late, but we were forgiving when we heard someone exclaim: “Are you pissing yourself?” That same person, a very good friend of mine, was also filming the whole thing discreetly on his camera phone; we sent you a copy of it a few days later, promising it would get posted on social media if you failed to do what we asked of you next…. |