"I like see you like this; you’re going to hold for quite awhile." Meer devilishly smirks as she sits down to the trapped celebrity. Lacus shifts uncomfortably, trying to get away from the demented impostor, and to console her throbbing bladder. Meer slowly strokes her inner thigh, stopping just below her crotch. She shifts to other thigh, spider walking her fingers on Lacus's soft flesh. The pink haired girl giggled and jerked another small spurt into her underwear.
"Oh no. Did you have another leak?" Fake sympathy flowed from Meer's lips as she moved her hand upward to place on the bound girl's quivering mound. She felt the warm hand through her underwear; the foreign touch heightened her already desperate state. As Meer kept one hand there, the other lightly tickled Lacus's armpits. She jerked and squealed as the dainty fingers dug into her pit. She squeezed her legs together as with what little slack her bondage allowed. As the tickling continued, though, she couldn't help but have another leak. Meer felt it against her hand, and stopped her assault on the armpits.
"Aw, we can't have that happen just yet." Getting up, Meer watched Lacus squirm in her bonds in desperation. "I'll give you a little mercy." Meer unlocked one hand for Lacus, being careful that the girl wouldn't use it to attack her. It didn't matter, that hand immediately flew to her crotch upon its release.
"Please let me go...I'll do whatever you want, just don't make me pee myself!" Her captor looked at her smirking. "Ok, let's make a deal." Going into her bag, she pulls out a timer.
"I'm going to set this for an hour. If you can hold it that long, I'll let you go." Meer came closer, grabbing the poor girls hand and tying it up again. Lacus moaned from the sudden loss of control.
"But...if you wet yourself, I'll tickle you for a long time." She eyed her captive mischievously; slowly her hands grip Lacus's hips. She swayed her from side to side, enjoying every moment of tormenting the songstress. Letting go, she left the bound girl for a few minutes. Lacus tried to free herself, but the bounds were too strong. Her bladder was close to its limit, every passing second brought more pressure against her crotch. She bit her lip, squeezing her thighs together as close as possible. She couldn't hold still, fidgeting every few seconds.
This is bad! I can barely hold it now, how can I hold for an hour! I'm going to pee...I'm going to pee! Her thoughts were stopped as Meer came back. "Look what I found!" With sarcastic cheer, the impostor unveiled an ice pack. Lacus look at her with horror. "No no no! Please Meer that's cheating!"
"Now when I set rules? This is fair." With that, Meer approached the girl. Lacus shrunk back in her bed as much as possible. She was delaying the evitable. Meer placed the ice pack on her belly. At once Lacus felt her desperation multiply. It took all her willpower to hold back the flood. Meer moved the pack around, while tickling her armpits again. Lacus was in agony, desperate to avoid peeing herself.
What at am going to do?! I don't know if I can hold!
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