Desperate Hold
Well, well~ She wouldn't admit it outright, probably because it was mortifying that she had to pee right in the middle of our little power struggle.
"Huh? You were all full of fire just a second ago, and now you're stammering? What's up?"
"It's nothing, so mind your own business."
Nothing, my ass—she was fidgeting like crazy, eyes darting everywhere.
I chuckled softly and gently stroked her lower belly, right where her bladder was.
"Here? Does it hurt right here? Hmm?"
She twitched, twitched, twitch.
"Kuh? S-stop...!"
Unlike when I'd slapped her or choked her, where she'd stayed defiant to the end, now Acturus was pleading in this girly little whimper.
Screaming or pushing back would spike the pressure in her bladder, making her feel like she'd leak any second. That's why she couldn't resist properly.
Seeing this fragile side of Acturus, who always seemed superhuman, got my dormant cock stirring again, and a sadistic thrill surged through me.
"Oh? Feels kinda bloated in there!? What's this, Acturus? Hiding something?"
Squish!♡
"Ohoook...!?"
The instant she felt that near-leak sensation from her crotch, her legs wobbled, and she staggered back.
"D-don't press! G-get off me!!"
Her flailing arms had no strength left. I naturally pulled her into a hug.
"What the hell are you—"
As her body shuddered in revulsion, I reached past her back to the restraints pre-installed on the wall and snapped them around her neck.
Click!
"You!?"
Panicking, she tugged at it desperately, but of course, it wouldn't budge.
"Let go—let me go! Right now!"
One hand clutching the hem of her nun habit, the other yanking at the collar, Acturus shrieked hysterically.
She must've been at her absolute limit now.
"What's wrong? You're yelling so suddenly, it's making me nervous and scared, Acturus."
I put on a pitiful pout, acting like I had no idea what was happening, and she looked even more flustered.
She couldn't bring herself to say, "I'm about to piss myself, let me use the bathroom." Forget her Supreme 4 status—she was still a woman.
Plus, after defiantly holding onto her magical girl pride against her kidnapper this whole time, begging over something as trivial as pee would kill her.
Our bizarre standoff dragged on for a minute, two... getting longer by the second.
Damn, she's one tough bitch.
Anyone who's held in a big shit knows there's that moment of relief eventually. But piss? Nah. It's just endless agony, like rats gnawing at your bladder hole forever. And she wouldn't say a word to save her pride.
"Haa...! Haa...! Hngh...!"
But even that couldn't last. The body is always honest.
"...L-let me... go."
She mumbled under her breath.
Her face pale as a ghost, ears burning red.
"What?"
"...Let me use the bathroom."
I grinned ear to ear and cupped my hand to my ear.
"What~? I can't hear you~?"
She snapped.
"Let me use the bathroom!! Hngh!"
Biting her lips white, sweating bullets—she looked ready to soak her habit any second.
"Don't yell like that, or I won't wanna help~."
Grind.
"...Please. Let me use the bathroom."
"Good girl. I'll let you go. But do one thing for me first. Oh, and don't worry—I'd never rape you without consent."
"Spit it out."
"Super simple. Just strike a pose I want."
"What pose!?"
"Hold on."
I slowly pulled my smartphone from my pocket and started recording video.
"Okay, watch this. Now spread your legs a little to the sides."
"What...?"
"Don't wanna go to the bathroom? Should I just head up and come back tomorrow morning?"
"Kuh...! You trash...!"
Just as I ordered, she spread her knees outward into a slight inner squat.
"One more. Make a V-sign with both hands."
Not getting the double peace sign reference, she looked reluctant but did it anyway, figuring it wasn't too bad.
She'd probably seen fans doing Vs for selfies a ton, so she might've even thought it was wholesome.
"Okay, V!"
"V...?"
Awkward as hell double peace.
Perfect shot.
Filming one of humanity's peaks doing an inner squat V. I'm probably the only one on Earth with this.
Of course, it wasn't just for possessiveness.
This was the first time she'd accepted my demand willingly. Little by little, stacking frustration into her psyche.
The human mind is tougher than you think against one-off shocks. Cry for days, sleep it off, and you're good.
But slow, creeping defeat and frustration, like poison eroding veins over time? That paralyzes the mind completely.
I'm injecting poison into hers.
"There, done. Now let me use the bathroom."
Her voice calm now, like a last burst of clarity before the end. She was seconds from leaking.
"Yup, of course! One sec?"
Instead of unlocking the collar like she expected, I turned away, and she yelled desperately.
"Hey! Where are you going!? Hurry—"
"Hehe, wait a bit, don't whine like a kid."
I grabbed the bucket from the cage corner. You know, the plastic one for mopping.
"Ta-da!"
"?"
She scowled, eyes asking what fresh hell this was. I just kept grinning and held it under her legs until realization hit—pure horror.
"You, you can't mean...?"
I nodded.
"Yup. Here's your bathroom. Just pee in this."
"You mad bastard."
No choice for her. Soak her only panties and habit, or obediently piss in the bucket.
"Lemme help you decide."
Casually, I seized her wrists and ankles, locking them into restraints.
"Don't... don't do it!"
Even normally, the strength gap was huge—let alone while holding piss. Easier than twisting a kid's arm. Less than a minute later...
Her neck and limbs fully pinned to the wall.
She trembled.
"Ah, aa... ah...!"
Looks like a few drops leaked into her panties.
"Oh! With your limbs like that, you can't pull down your panties, huh? I'll help, Acturus."
Knowing she'd scream, I crammed my handkerchief into her mouth first.
"Mmph! Mmmphmm!!"
I'll kill you.
"Hehe~ There! Big girls can't whine 'cause they can't hold their pee. Right?"
I cooed like she was a child, and she glared like she'd rip me apart. But that didn't last. Head thrown back, legs quaking.
"Hngh... hng...!"
It's coming... gonna come out.
Me, who she'd have crushed like a bug with a point of her finger once. Now I controlled her body and mind. Even pissing needed my permission.
No sex needed—this alone was mind-melting ecstasy.
"Okay, pulling down your panties~ Don't tense up."
Shlick!
I shoved my hand under her habit and yanked her panties down. They caught on her plump, snow-white thighs.
The crotch was a bit darker where it touched her pussy.
"Sssip... huuuu...!"
I buried my face between her legs and inhaled deep; she thrashed wildly, but the sturdy restraints held.
Looking up, her face was beet red from shame worse than the leak terror.
"Don't be shy. I love all of you."
I thought I smiled kindly, but her murderous glare didn't soften.
"Anyway, you trim down there? So smooth."
"...!"
"Nah? Well, nuns probably don't groom pubes. Just your natural type? Armpits too?"
"Mmmph!!"
Stop humiliating me! Fair enough, time to quit teasing.
I positioned the bucket under her crotch.
"Anyway, bathroom's ready as promised. Just go. I'll clean up, so pretend you're a baby and relax~"
She shook her head no.
"Mmph."
Fuck off.
I smirked and slid my hand back to her lower belly.
"Aww~ Too tense to go? It's okay, pee away. I'll help!"
I babbled nonsense like I didn't know better, then gently pressed her belly.
Soft, squishy. Warm. Baby room right below. Wanna ruin it.
My cock throbbed maxed out, but I held back.
"I'll help you pee. Let's see..."
Squish—
"Here, right? Go on, pee~"
"Mmmph! Mmmphmm!!"
Violent head shakes.
I pressed harder. Dead on her bladder. Even guys with 15cm+ urethras can't hold if you pinpoint it when full.
Let alone a woman with weaker pelvic floor and <3cm urethra. Impossible.
I whipped out my rock-hard cock and slipped it between her thighs.
"Behave and pee, or I'll shove it in."
My hand dug deeper into her softening belly. Her frantic head-shaking stopped dead.
It's... out...!
Psssh— Hot liquid, body-warm, sprayed from her.