A cruel predicament- tied up, desperate, right on top of a closed toilet. With relief so close but so so far, I struggle and beg you to let me go. But of course I won't be receiving any mercy no matter how I squirm, whine, beg, or leak and inevitably I lose control and wet my workout shorts spread-legged in front of you. I can only whimper in utter humiliation as the wet patch grows and the puddle forms on the floor.
