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Zur Schau gestellt (4)

... called on all her abdominal

muscles to help her sphincters restrain themselves. She fidgeted constantly,

moving to try to find some position that offered comfort.

Clarence approached her. "How do you feel?" he inquired. "Miserable" was the

reply, "it hurts so bad - but its what you wanted! I don't know if I can hold

it. I guess you really want me to let go and have to spend an extra day here,

don't you?" "No, Mrs. Johnson, I really have no wish to prolong your

punishment. I really do hope you can get it over in the three days. I'm

hoping you really can hold yourself and avoid the extra time, but I have to

make sure that is very painful for you - that is what corporal punishment is

all about. Now, I'm sorry for your sake, but I need to feel your bladder to

see whether it's distended enough. If it isn't, I can of course cancel your

limited relief and just give you the water instead." He reached down and firmly

pressed on her body just below her navel, then palpated the entire area down to

her line of pubic hair. She winced and squirmed under his touch.

"Mrs. Johnson, I can feel your bladder almost up to your navel, and it's

starting to bulge out just a bit. In this job, I have had to check a number of

women with badly distended bladders, and I would guess that you're holding

close to a quart. Considering the amount of water we gave you, I think it's

fair to allow you your half-pint relief. Your bladder will probably fill ...

... by

that much in the next ten minutes, anyway, and it's got a lot more stretching

to do if you're going to get through this without any unauthorized leak. We're

going to try and keep over a quart in you down there, but you're going to do a

lot more filling unless you really start sweating it off. I've never found a

woman who could stretch her bladder to two quarts, and you may have to come

close to that to avoid any penalty time. But I give you credit - you're one

determined lady, and you have good muscle tone for your age."

Nancy took the two glasses of water as quickly as she could swallow their

contents, not that she was thirsty or needed the water, but she desperately

needed even the limited relief to her urinary system that would follow. A

minute or two after she finished the water, the attendant came and carried a

half pint container, which he started to hold under her. A man in the crowd

called to him, "do the other one first! We all want to see the girl pee! Make

this one wait a little longer!" Obviously, the man was known to the attendant,

for he nodded and left Nancy. He attended to the young woman, giving her water

and allowing her the use of the urine container while Nancy waited in something

approaching agony. To be that close to relief, and to have it snatched away,

even for a few minutes, was adding to the torture.

When he got back to nancy, he stopped for a moment and spoke to the man in the

crowd in a ...