It's the third time today Cadence has been struggling with a full bladder, and in some ways it's the worst. She naked, sitting on a toilet and instructed not to pee for at least fifteen minutes. She's desperate and she is having a really hard time doing as she is asked. She moans and squirms as she desperately tries to wait, trying various things to help her maintain control. Keeping those muscles clenched is hard work when every fibre of her being is saying, "You're sitting on a toilet. You can let it go!" But she doesn't let it go. She makes herself wait. There then comes a point where wa...

It's the third time today Cadence has been struggling with a full bladder, and in some ways it's the worst. She naked, sitting on a toilet and instructed not to pee for at least fifteen minutes. She's desperate and she is having a really hard time doing as she is asked. She moans and squirms as she desperately tries to wait, trying various things to help her maintain control. Keeping those muscles clenched is hard work when every fibre of her being is saying, "You're sitting on a toilet. You can let it go!" But she doesn't let it go. She makes herself wait. There then comes a point where waiting is no longer an option, and despite pressing a finger against her pee hole, she is to release her piss. It comes out fast, under a lot of pressure, and she manages to spray some on the toilet seat. The relief on Cadence's face is writ large, followed by amusement as the mess she has made.