Amanda is being transferred from a police holding cell to a proper penitentiary, a long journey which takes more than a day and requires a stop over at a house where police are authorized to hold prisoners in transit. The cops are a little lax because Amanda should be in an orange jumpsuit, but they have allowed her to keep her street clothes on. She is, however, restrained in the correct fashion - handcuffs on her wrists attached to a waist chain, and a further chain reaching down to the shackles on her ankles. The cop has been transporting Amanda for hours and she urgently needs to pee, b...

Amanda is being transferred from a police holding cell to a proper penitentiary, a long journey which takes more than a day and requires a stop over at a house where police are authorized to hold prisoners in transit. The cops are a little lax because Amanda should be in an orange jumpsuit, but they have allowed her to keep her street clothes on. She is, however, restrained in the correct fashion - handcuffs on her wrists attached to a waist chain, and a further chain reaching down to the shackles on her ankles. The cop has been transporting Amanda for hours and she urgently needs to pee, but the cop seems in no hurry to accommodate her. Indeed, he seems to be enjoying his unsupervised of authority. He prepares himself food and a drink while poor Amanda stands looking on, intermittently begging for the use of a toilet because she is getting very close to wetting her panties and jeans. Instead of releasing her to allow her to go and relieve herself, the cop offers her something to drink instead. Amanda refuses, reiterating that she bursting and badly needs to pee. Still the cop pays her no mind and carries on with feeding herself. Amanda grabs her vagina with her hands, pressing a finger against her pee hole to help her wait a little longer, hoping that the officer will relent and let her go. She pleads with him and she bends forward, her cuffed hands thrust between her legs in a desperate attempt to maintain control of a very full bladder. While the cop casually stands by watching the view, Amanda warns him that she just can't hold it any longer. The cop still ignores her, and moments later pee gushes through her fingers, her pee hole plug no longer working. Pee streams down her legs, darkening her jeans and pooling on the floor. Instead of releasing her to let her clean herself up, he tells Amanda that she'll have to rest on a concrete floor to avoid making a mess of the furniture; it seems she is going to have to stay in her pee soaked jeans until she reaches the penitentiary the next day.