Abigail Dupree - CMNF outdoor Piss Punisment

Abigail Dupree felt her bladder getting fuller by the minute as she walked through the park. It was a sunny day, and the trees swayed gently in the breeze, providing just enough shade for her to feel comfortable. Her heart raced with anticipation as she thought about how much more she would have to drink to quench her thirst. As she reached out to pick a berry from a bush, she couldn't help but wonder what fate awaited her back at home.

Abigail was a slave girl, owned by a man who had certain expectations from her. One of these was that she had to ask permission every time she wanted to pee. If she failed to do so, she would be punished harshly. She had learned her lesson the hard way – once, she had wet herself without permission and received a spanking that still stung vividly on her bare bottom. Since then, she had made sure to ask before relieving herself, but today was different. Today, her master was away, and she found herself succumbing to the strong urge to pee.

Carefully, she made her way back home, her skirt tucked tightly between her thighs to try and protect herself from any accidental leaks. As she approached the house, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that her master would be waiting for her, and she wasn't sure how he would react to her disobedience. With a deep breath, she walked through the door, ready to face the consequences of her actions.

To her surprise, there was no one in the living room. It took a few moments for her to realize that her master must be in his study. Her heart racing with fear, she made her way down the hallway to his door. As she reached out to knock, she felt a sudden warmth between her legs. It was the first sign that she was about to wet herself. 'Please let him not notice,' she thought, bracing herself for the worst.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. "Come in," he called out from within the room. Slowly, she pushed open the door and stepped inside. She gasped as she saw her master sitting at his desk, his eyes boring into hers. His look was one of pure disappointment, and her stomach knotted with anxiety. "Abigail," he said, his voice cold and hard. "You knew the rules."

Her heart sank as she nodded her head in agreement. "I'm sorry, Master," she murmured, her voice trembling. "I just... couldn't hold it anymore." She felt hot tears welling up in her eyes as she thought about the punishment she was about to receive. She had never been so terrified in her life.

Her master stood up, towering over her with his disapproval written all over his face. "You should have asked permission," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "Now, you will be punished." With that, he grabbed her by the wrist and led her to the punishment board. "5 on the board for disobeying my rules," he announced, pulling a list out of his pocket. "And then, your punishment."

Abigail closed her eyes as she felt the first blow slam into her naked ass, sending shockwaves of pain through her body. One by one, the blows rained down on her sensitive flesh, marking her as his property. As the punishment continued, she could feel her bladder stretching to its limit. Desperation began to set in as she realized that she wouldn't be able to hold it much longer.

Finally, the punishment was over, and she was released from her restraints. Her master grabbed her chin and forced her to look into his eyes, his gaze searching hers for any signs of remorse. "Now, go and relieve yourself," he said, his voice stern. "And remember, next time, you will have to ask permission."

With a sense of foreboding, Abigail made her way into the bathroom. She could feel her entire body shaking as she finally let go, the full force of her desperation exploding into a powerful stream. Her master's words echoed through her mind as she relived the humiliation of her punishment. As the last drop fell, she knew that she would have to find a way to complete her master's punishment - even if it meant doing something she had never imagined possible.

She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders. She knew what she had to do now. With trembling hands, she unbuttoned her blouse and slipped her bra off, exposing her naked flesh to the cool air. She didn't have to be told twice - she knew that she had to do whatever it took to please her master and earn his forgiveness. As she made her way back into the living room, she could feel the heat of embarrassment burning her cheeks. "Master," she said softly, her voice trembling with anticipation. "I want you to punish me for disobeying your rules."

Her master looked up from his book, a surprised look crossing his face. "Come here," he said, beckoning her over. As she stood before him, trembling with desire and fear, she couldn't help but wonder if she would ever be able to please him enough to earn his love and affection. But for now, she would have to settle for the punishment that was about to come - because that was her life as a slave girl, owned by a man whose rules were everything.

She could feel the cold metal of the device pressed against her labia, spreading her open like a flower. Her heart raced with anticipation as she waited for his command. "Widen your stance, slave girl," he said, his voice steady. "And remember, you asked for this." Abigail nodded, bracing herself for what was to come. With trembling legs, she moved into position, ready to take whatever punishment her master had in store for her. His gaze never left hers as he grabbed the device and began to use it on her, teasing her most private parts until she cried out in pleasure and pain. As he finally let her go, she sank to her knees, promising herself that she would try harder next time to be the perfect slave he desired.