I begin the video in my provocative black lace outfit, desperately holding in my urine. You instructed me to wait, and the anticipation has me aching with need. I start to touch myself, my body responding to your dominance. There's something incredibly erotic about being told what to do, about surrendering control to you. I squat down, my fingers dancing over my clit, building the pleasure as I edge myself closer to release. But I hold back, savoring the sensation, the mix of discomfort and arousal. Finally, I can't take it anymore. I let go, the warm stream of urine flowing as I finger my pussy, the dual sensations sending shocks of pleasure through my body. I play in my piss with my stocking-covered feet, the taboo act heightening my arousal. I reach behind me, unhooking my bra, and toss it into the puddle. I continue to masturbate, my body writhing as I chase my orgasm, the room filling with the scent of my arousal and the evidence of my submission. With a final cry, I come undone. My legs shaking, I retrieve my bra, put it back on, the cool, wet lace against my skin a final reminder of my naughty act.