Feather-light touching teasing

So, up until the past year, I never really saw much appeal in the whole "bladder control" area of power play. The idea of it really freaked me out...The idea of it *in public* is still a HARD, HARD, **HARD*** limit for me ---- that is, if there were a percentage *less* than zero (0.00%), that's the amount I'd be okay with doing it ---- and this will never change. For me, the social repercussions would be far too great if anything went wrong, for it to even be worth considering...

Private bladder control, however, is something which has juuuust begun to catch my interest....I already know that when I have a very full bladder, it makes me extra horny...it makes all of the sensations more intense...I guess all of the pressure and added weight down there, combined with the necessary clenching of muscles to prevent any leakage, is what makes it feel so great?...

Anywho, last week, my Master and I sat down to watch a new episode of one of our favorite shows ("Game of Thrones"), and a few minutes into it, I realized that my bladder was very full. Furthermore, I had just drank (drunk?) a bunch of fluids only a few minutes prior to this realization, so I knew it was only going to get worse...But I was stuck, because each episode moves very quickly, and there are absolutely no commercial breaks! Eep!

I was already very horny, as the last time I'd been allowed an orgasm was......was.....wow, I really can't remember...a few months? a few weeks?....anyway, you get the idea. I hadn't been allowed an orgasm in quite a while. Back to the story, though:

So, I was already very horny, and sitting next to my Master on the couch, naked (minus a pair of 5.25" stilettos with a 1" platform (i.e. heel = 4.25", platform = 1")), and I told him several times how badly I needed to go to the bathroom, but I really didn't want to miss the episode!...somewhere along the line I started doing a tiny little wriggle dance on the couch to stop it from happening...He laughed at my predicament at one point and jokingly pressed down on my stomach, then slapped my pussy a few times. I responded REALLY strongly to it each time he slapped my pussy, so things just kind of took off from there...

I honestly can't recall the specific details of how it switched over from slapping to just lightly touching (i got lost in subspace---or, as I like to call it, my little floaty cloud---very quickly), but after just a few minutes of that----a few minutes of him lightly brushing his hand up and down and all around across the surface of my skin between my legs...brushing his fingertips to either side of my clit, or just airily whispering across it/over it...not giving me enough pressure to relieve any ache that developed, but just enough to make my pussy repeatedly clench in anticipation and need----I was rocking my hips and whimpering in absolute (delicious) agony (through the hand I'd clasped over my mouth to try to stay quiet through the episode). He continued doing this, with very infrequent singular pussy slaps interspersed throughout the session, for the entire remainder of the episode..i.e. for a little under an hour...

Just that barest touch, combined with a little bit of verbal teasing, and by the end of the episode my clit ached so fiercely I thought I would explode.
It was exactly the kind of light-touching teasing I've been fantasizing about for years.....I feel like it probably would not have worked so tremendously well if my bladder hadn't been so full, though, and I'd honestly like to explore that concept a little bit more...terrified and excited...Seeing how my having a full bladder might come into play and affect things with that kind of external teasing...idk...we shall see...meep...

but it was really...just...wow...haha I'm still a little lost for words about it (**^^**)
ok, still VeRy lost for words about it (*00*)

As you may have noticed, I'm not very eloquent in this post --- I'm having a bit of difficulty talking about the idea of bladder control, since my newfound potential interest is still something which I am not 100% comfortable with...I'm willing to accept it and try to embrace it if it is definitely something I end up finding arousing, but frankly I am not entirely sure as to where I stand with it conceptually right now...Anywho, that's all I have to say for now! Til Next Time!

P.S. As a little fun fact, my Master is sitting beside me on the couch while I write this. I'm very strange, so I'm too embarrassed to let him see it while I'm writing it, even though I KNOW he will read it later, after I post it...I keep "eeping" and covering the screen with my hands to try to stop him from seeing it just yet hahaha...I'm odd <_<...lol

Aaaaaand, that's all for now, folks.