You'll be back (Molly S) (FM, Fdom, bd, nc, cd, ws, scat)

By Molly S <molly_kitten@hotmail.com>

Copyright (c) Molly S.  This story may be distributed
so long as no charge is made and the text remains
unaltered.  For any other use contact
molly_kitten@hotmail.com

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Somehow he had gotten into this really bad situation.
He was in this strange women's house, standing in the
corner of her basement wearing a schoolgirls uniform.

He had been ordered to stand there, facing the corner.
The strange women had pulled his panties down around
his ankles and he was told to put his finger into his
bottom and keep it there.

He felt like he had been there quite a while.  With
nothing to do and no reference of time he couldn't
tell.  He could hear the ticking of the clock, but
that was on the wall behind him.  With nothing to
absorb his mind all he could think about was if he
should turn around to catch a glimpse of the time.

Of course he knew better than to do that.  Even
though he was fairly sure she wasn't in the room
he knew that if he turned around somehow she might
find out and the punishment would be severe.

More time passed.  After a bit he felt he had to pee.
He realised now, why she had given him so much coffee
at dinner.  A few minutes ago he had been wiggling his
finger inside his ass to amuse himself, but now any
movement made his bladder tingle.  His once hard
erection returned, this time not because of his sexual
arousal but instead it was a piss-erection.  It
wouldn't be long before an accident happened.

He prayed that she would return soon.  Maybe she had
fallen asleep and left him there.  He might have to
stand there all night.  Did he dare move or call out?
How long had he really been there, perhaps it was only
half an hour, then if the whined so soon she would
really be pissed off.

His legs started to ache.  He shuffled around keeping
the weight on one leg, then the other.  She loved it
when that happened.  Upstairs on the video cam she
glanced at her new toy.  For her there was nothing
like playing with a macho man.

The game was to take his pride and conquer it.  He
ends up standing in a girl's school uniform with those
delightful knickers round his ankles and the back
of his skirt tucked into the waistband exposing his
pert ass.  The game needs a fair amount of patience.
She had to wait 4 hours before his legs tired and he
started shuffling from side to side wiggling that ass
in such a seductive feminine way.

She won't have to wait much longer until he'll want
to poop.  She teased him with a slice of chocolate
cake after dinner.  He even put on his prettiest girly
smile and pleaded for it so very nicely.

Little did he know he was actually begging for a cake
topped with chocolate flavoured laxative.  He was
unknowingly begging for the discomfort of wanting
to poop, an experience which would last, well until
he physically can't cope with it any more.

Hey, but he doesn't know that.  That's part of the
beauty of the game.  He thinks he'll be released in a
matter of time.  And he'll be allowed to go to the
bathroom and relieve himself.

It's nice for her to let him have that hope.  He'll
be tormented by yearning for his relief.  He'll be
content to suffer for a little while thinking that
it'll be over soon.  If he knew that she had planned
to let him shame himself by messing all down himself
he'd have done it hours ago instead of holding out.

She returns with a nice cup of hot chocolate.  She
watches a bit of TV and calls her girlfriend.  The
monitor now shows her little man fighting.  He can't
hold still.  He has just got to go.  He'll last
for another hour or so though.

She decides to go to bed.  The video camera will record
it for her.  She knows he'll give in and call her.  And
when she doesn't answer he'll decide to find her.  When
he tries to leave the room he'll find that he cant'.
He knows he's wearing ankle cuffs to hobble him
but he didn't notice her locking them to a bolt in
the floor.  He's not going anywhere.

He'll call in vain for a while in the soundproof
room.  He'll wonder if something has happened to her
and she'll never return.  The best bit will be in the
morning when she'll find him curled up in the corner
sleeping in a pile of his own piss and poop.

She'll go in there and even though he'll complain and
curse her she'll give him that knowing smile that says
'You'll be back for more.'

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