Standing Pee and the Promise of Patience Training
“No way, are you too embarrassed to pee?”
“Hey, dinner's ready. Come eat.”
“Okay~ I'll be right there. Let's go eat, Seojin.”
“Hngh… Y-yes, yes….”
Wearing the black bodysuit that clung to my entire body, I began my full-on slave life.
Even though I was a slave stripped of human rights, it wasn't as grueling as I'd imagined.
For starters, Hye-won only playfully smacked my ass now and then without touching me much otherwise, and Seo Ye-eun hadn't gone all out ravaging my body yet either.
She just idly groped my breasts over the bodysuit or teasingly pressed on my lower belly whenever she got bored.
Even now, I'd been sitting on Seo Ye-eun's lap, getting fondled every which way, until the call to eat finally set me free.
“Jeez~. About that video we watched together earlier—you gotta give me your thoughts on it later, okay?”
“Hngh…?! Th-thoughts?”
“Of course. I'm curious what our Seojin thinks~.”
“O-okay….”
Seo Ye-eun flashed a lecherous smile as I timidly nodded, then headed to the table and sat down.
Confirming her gaze wasn't on me, I let out a small sigh of relief.
She was probably referring to the review of that video we'd just watched together while I was perched on her lap.
I could say something about the video itself, sure, but honestly, it wasn't that simple.
Because that video was the one from the motel—the recording of me getting trained as a bitch in heat.
Watching that blatant slave footage together wasn't enough—she wants a review too…?! Isn't that too much…?!
If I answered that, I'd have to admit the video was great, that it got me so turned on I went into heat without realizing it.
Of course, it was partly true, so I had no real comeback.
The sight of me as a bitch, shaking my tits and pussy while spouting vulgar lines, was utterly depraved.
And seeing that lewd display naturally heated up my lower belly—it was unavoidable.
C-calm down. I can't get aroused and leak pussy juice right now…!
I already leaked so much normally that my panties got soggy and uncomfortable, but right now, it was even worse—I couldn't leak.
Because I was wearing the bodysuit.
The tight latex material didn't let a single drop of love juice—or any bodily fluid—escape outside.
A little might seep along the zipper, but that was a problem too.
Liquid trickling from my back could pass for sweat, but from my crotch? Anyone could tell it wasn't sweat—it was slutty pussy juice.
A sex slave in a black bodysuit, walking around with love juices dripping down her thighs.
As long as it didn't catch my owner's eye and get me fucked on the spot, I'd be lucky.
“Hey, slave. What're you doing? Sit down already.”
“Hik?! S-sorry….”
“Hurry up and sit. We should eat together at least.”
“Ah…. Th-thank you.”
At Kang Hye-won's voice, I hurried toward the kitchen.
The spicy aroma of kimchi stew and the savory scent of rolled omelet filled the air.
Hye-won had bragged about her cooking skills once, and damn, the smell was no joke.
The proper food smells made my mouth water instantly.
“So, where should Seojin sit?”
“Ngh….”
“Hmm…. Next to her owner, I guess? Sit already.”
“Y-yes…! Right away.”
I approached the chair at the table, the squeaky rubber friction sounds accompanying my careful steps, and sat down.
But even sitting wasn't smooth.
The latex suit squeezed my skin so taut I could barely bend my knees properly.
I finally sat and reached for my spoon to eat, but problems piled up from there.
The bodysuit's texture felt so different from usual that instead of focusing on the food, my nerves kept pulling toward the skin trapped inside it.
Haa… This thing's way hotter than I thought….
Eating hot, spicy stew naturally warmed me up, but the heat and sweat from my latex-trapped body couldn't escape.
It felt like the gel I'd slathered on my skin before suiting up mixed with sweat, forming a thin, humid, sticky film.
Hot and humid inside, while my face got cool and dry from the AC.
The temperature difference created a bizarre sensation.
Ngh…. Weird. Every move squeezes me, and it rubs there too…♥
But what bugged me most was the small, cold padlock dangling at my crotch.
Every little leg shift or deep breath made it swing, tapping and brushing the sensitive area around my clit through the thin latex.
“Ngh….”
“What's up? Stew too spicy?”
“N-nooo… It's delicious….”
The padlock had just flicked my clit, sending a jolt through me—I trembled without thinking.
I couldn't let them catch on that a mere padlock was making me feel good.
To just get through dinner normally, I gritted my teeth and focused solely on eating.
Somehow I finished, escaped to the sofa to rest, when Hye-won approached and handed me a cup.
“Here, drink some water. Lots of water's good for you.”
“Huh…? Y-yeah, thanks. No, thank you.”
“Why so stiff? Relax, relax.”
“Y-yes….”
At least Hye-won was kindly looking after me—it was a relief.
I chugged the water from the cup she gave me, let out a refreshing “ahh,” and handed it back.
With Seo Ye-eun focused on dessert at the table, I could catch my breath.
Thinking that, I leaned back against the sofa—right then.
Ngh… Wait, my bladder's…!
Maybe from chugging fruit after my bath to rehydrate, plus spicy stew broth for dinner and a full glass of water to finish.
A signal started from my lower belly.
Normally I'd just head to the bathroom, but things were different now.
My pussy and anus were locked tight with the padlock.
Even if I went alone, I couldn't unzip without permission—I needed my owner's okay and the key to unlock it first.
J-just hold it a bit longer….
The humiliation of even basic bodily functions being controlled, needing permission—it was mortifying, so I tried forcing it back.
But with latex squeezing my whole body, and every leg squeeze making the crotch padlock press my sensitive spots with weird stimulation, my need to pee grew uncontrollable.
“Ah, no…. I can't hold it….”
At my limit, I clutched my bursting lower belly and cautiously approached my owner at the table.
“M-m-master….”
“Hm? What's got our slave fidgeting and crossing her legs~?”
“Um… C-can I go to the b-bathroom… please….”
Seo Ye-eun smiled at my shame-filled, shrinking voice.
“Oh my, is our toy desperate to pee? In a hurry?”
“Y-yes… I think I'm gonna burst….”
“Really? Follow me to the bathroom. I'll unlock you.”
Seo Ye-eun rose leisurely and headed to the bathroom.
I waddled awkwardly behind her.
Finally at the toilet, a slight relief washed over me.
I-I can pee…. Hurry, quick…♥
Maybe from relaxing, the pressure on my bladder intensified.
Hurry and unlock me, please.
She knelt to my crotch level with relaxed movements, pulling a small key from her pocket.
Th-thank god… Now I can pee… Hik?!
But Seo Ye-eun didn't insert the key into the padlock.
Instead, she tapped the dangling padlock with the blunt key end, then started rubbing circles over my swollen Y-zone above my pussy.
“Hyaaah?! M-m-master…!”
“Our Seojin ate so much stew and watermelon—your lower belly's all puffed up.”
“Haa, ah… D-don't touch… Seriously, it's gonna come out…!”
Desperate to pee, plus this teasing pleasure piling on—I felt like I'd collapse.
My knees shook, sphincter about to give, when she finally inserted the key.
- Click!
The cheerful sound of the padlock opening, and she yanked the crotch zipper down toward my back.
My intimate pussy and anus areas were exposed to the cool air.
“There, unlocked.”
“Th-thank you….”
I hurriedly tried to lower the toilet lid and squat.
But the bodysuit constricting my body didn't allow an easy squat.
No, I can't—if this keeps up, it'll come out…!
Then Seo Ye-eun stepped back with a mischievous chuckle.
“Oh dear, no way—are you too embarrassed to pee?”
“Hik?! N-no, that's not it….”
“Guess not— for our slave's sake…”
- Smack!
“Hyiiiik?!”
“Master's gotta help directly~.”
She lightly smacked my ass.
It wasn't that hard, and the latex dulled the pain anyway.
The problem? My already precarious body got an unexpected external shock.
It shattered my composure, loosening my bladder completely.
- Shhhrrrrr!
“Haa, hng…. Hnnghh♥”
“Oh my, peeing standing up like that?”
“Ugh, uhn…. Ahhh….”
“Incredible~. What's got our Seojin—who's not even a boy—pissing standing like this?”
Seo Ye-eun spoke to me in her soft voice, but it didn't register in my ears.
I peed.
Even as a girl, I ended up pissing standing like a boy.
No, I used to be a boy. Is this normal for me?
I didn't know anymore. Really didn't.
I'd leaned forward as much as possible toward the toilet, so most went in without splashing.
But as the stream weakened, it started trickling down my thighs instead of falling straight.
“Hm~. But you got it all over your clothes.”
“Ahk?! Th-that's….”
“If you're gonna do that, sit down to pee. Does our slave lack that much patience she can't even sit on the toilet?”
Th-that's because you suddenly smacked my ass…!
I wanted to yell it, but no words came out.
Whatever master did, I should've endured it—my failure to hold was on me too.
As I trembled, face flushed with shame, master knelt beside me with a gentle smile, wiping the pee with a towel.
“What do you think you should've done, our slave?”
“…S-sorry.”
“Not just sorry~. Got anything else to say?”
“I-I'll work hard to be a more patient slave from now on….”
“Hm~. Really now?”
As she wiped my thighs, master looked up at me.
What was this ominous feeling…?
Trembling with unexplained anxiety, master smiled and spoke.
“Then I'll specially train you to be a patient slave, Seojin.”
“Tr-training?”
“Yeah~. Nothing big—just follow along.”
“Y-yes….”
I nodded for now.
Training? Probably nothing major.
Better than punishment, at least.
That's what I thought.
Without realizing that this “training” would be harsher than any punishment I'd imagined.