Zur Schau gestellt (3) - Sexgeschichten

Zur Schau gestellt (3)

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standards of painful corporal punishment. I just checked the other woman, as

you know. She is a smaller woman, and her bladder is smaller. But it is

harder than yours, and has expanded almost to her navel. It is no doubt

causing her more pain. Nevertheless, you are an older woman, and you may have

more difficulty in controlling an overdistended bladder, if it does expand up

to your navel. But I must compel you to try. Because of these conditions, I

am going to restrict your relief to a quarter pint right now, and also require

that you drink three glasses instead of two. In another hour, if you've

hardened adequately, I will allow you the normal relief."

Nancy was considerably taken aback, although she realized Clarence was doing

his job as politely as he could. She didn't think she could tolerate more

distention of her bladder, but clearly she was going to be forced to try. The

attendant approached, carrying three glasses of water and a straw. The straw

was held to her lips, and, reluctantly, she began to take in the liquid. It

seemed an eternity before she managed to empty all the glasses, while her lower

body squirmed in torture. She desperately wished she could at least put her

legs together to help her hold back, or had a free hand to clutch her lower

body.

When she was finished drinking, the attendant approached Veronica with a

plastic container, obviously a half pint capacity. The crowd surged forward ...

... to

see her relieve herself, and Nancy dreaded the approaching moment when they

would be watching her attempt to perform this most personal act. The attendant

emptied the container, then approached Nancy with a container about half the

size. It looked to Nancy awfully small and would give her little relief at

all. He simply held it under her, while standing to one side so the crowd could

have an unobstructed view. "You can let go," he said, " I will tell you when

to stop. I warn you, it won't be much". She tried to relax her

sphincters, but it took a while before her body would cooperate. Finally a few

drops appeared, then rapidly becoming a strong stream of almost clear urine.

Almost immediately, the attendant cried, "Stop! Stop! That's all you are

allowed for now!". With a great effort she forced her muscles to clos!

e off the stream. It seemed to her that the process had afforded her not much

relief at all - her abdominal area still ached terribly.

She looked around for Ralph, but the movement of the crowd had carried him away

from her, and she was not certain if he was still in the compound. She gazed

at those who were now closely inspecting her, and who had just watched her

limited urination. There was a man therewith a small boy, perhaps eight or

nine, and she wondered that children were allowed to watch this spectacle.

Evidently the man was the boy's father, she gathered as she caught glimpses of

their conversation. ...