The woman had a smile on her face as she put her fingers between her legs, feeling her pee explode into her leggings, the familiar warmth flooding her seat and her butt. I suddenly feel a slight pulse in my bladder and realize I was probably kidnapped before I could even use the bathroom. I would be able to hold out from peeing until 9 o'clock, even if my bladder was bursting and if I didn't drink any more then, I could make it to lunch time without straining my bladder too much.

I wasn’t sure how much I could draw out of her, or how much she would tell me of the details of this or any previous bladder-bursting incident. Since she had been busy making sure the girls got dressed and using the bathroom before they got on the bus. It doesn't help that whoever is beyond my blindfold obviously dressed me into a really short skirt, and silky panties "so I feel at least. We lived in a small town west of Warsaw with only a hundred Jews, and I was the only one in my class. I'd started drinking with someone who seemed keen and I was happy to share some of the evening with him.

I was groaning in desperation and Sue was so worried about me that she went and pleaded with the driver to stop the coach so I could pee before I damaged myself.

It was not the luxury coach I had hoped for, but an old Greek coach which didn't even have a loo, potentially a disaster for me. Soeder S, et al, A randomised, controlled, double-blind, clinical study to compare two neuromuscular stimulator devices in female stress urinary incontinence: Effects on symptoms and quality of life. The tips were pretty good, she was averaging 25% of her sales, but she knew it would be a long night. Clayton, if you have a spare bottle then you could use that otherwise you will just have to wait it out until the emergency bus comes and get us. Coach Reinhard said not wanting to be the one to personally show Sonya despite her apparent need being the perfect demonstration.My legs are tied to a chair, I don't know what's going on beyond my blindfold, that is until last nights drinks kick in. Although she decided to keep it to herself for now, lest she freak out the rest of her teammates, and just focus on helping to teach Natalie how to go standing like she did. Amber almost peed onto herself then and there; the sight of another girl having an accident in front of her reminded her how BADLY she needed to go. The intense pain was too much, her weakened crotch muscles, the throbbing the pulsating sensation overcame her. But unfortunately my bladder was winning the fight, and I whimpered as hot urine seeped into my pants.

At least now I had some target to aim at, though I was almost in tears with the thought of having to wait that long. Wishing she could take a quick bathroom break to relieve herself, she had no choice but to head to the newly seated group. Melissa looked to be the oldest one, a senior, and her hands were clutched up her cheerleading skirt; her face agonized with pain, obviously needing to go pee as well.I handed her the thermos in about three seconds but it must have been an eternity with her flow cut off.