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Chapter 5

I started to squirm a little and crossed my legs. I didn’t expect to have this come up so soon, right after I agreed to peeing only in my pants, I have to pee. Determined to hold it, I distracted myself by asking more questions.

Joanna: So do we have anything else going on tonight?

David: Well after you told me how late you were ‘working’ until I was actually going to ask you the same thing! Did you want to catch a film?

Joanna: That sounds great! Did you have a particular one in mind?...

I was interrupted at the end of my sentence by a little buzz and ring coming from David’s watch. I guess I should’ve known he would have a similar one to mine, seeing as he created it. He looked to it, but he didn’t strike me as the type to check texts or something at a dinner date….then he looked back up to me, and gave me a little smile.

David: Do you have to go?

Joanna: Go where?

David: Don’t be silly little one, do you need to pee?

I blushed at him for calling me ‘little one’. One phase made me feel so small and so young, which is exactly what he wanted. 

Joanna: Um….yeah, I do….how did you know that?

David: Our watches our connected, what you’re feeling I can see. So when you need to pee, I know. And if you were to sit on a toilet, I would know that too. 

Joanna: How? 

David: Sensors in your watch, technology is incredible nowadays I won’t bore you with the details. But this is my way of making sure you stay true to our agreement.

I looked at the watch and pressed hard into my crotch. A little yellow icon had come up on the face of it, so I clicked it. It gave me a meter and a timer that said:

Bladder 100% Full. Estimated time: 00:07:42.

It was counting down.

Joanna: What’s the timer for?

David: Well using advanced predictive technology, based on your body chemistry, bladder size, etc. the watch can accurately predict with only a 10 second margin of error when you will lose control and wet yourself whether you like it or not. 

At first I felt a panic, but then I figured that was a good thing. If I’m able to see when I’ll need to wet myself, I can get into a more comfortable, less public place to do so.

Joanna: And you can see this too?

He nodded and showed me the same screen on his watch. There was one more button on there but I didn’t really catch what it said.

David: Maybe we should get going then, I’ll get the bill.

He waved down the waiter and I continued to squirm. I was started to psych myself up, one way or another I was about to pee my pants. Whether I lost control in what was now under 5 minutes, or just let it go as soon as we got out of the restaurant. 

David paid and we got up to go. I think I got up a little to fast, because I relaxed my clenching for a second, just long enough for a strong spurt of piss to slightly soak my panties. I froze how I was and rushed my hands inside my thighs. Of course, David noticed.

David: You okay little girl?

I blushed with my eyes wide, nervous about anyone seeing me or hearing what he just called me, but everyone seemed to be minding their own business. I shyly nodded at him and started walking with a little waddle. David just smiled, he knew exactly what was about to happen. 

We got outside and felt the calm, warm evening air. As much as I loved the beautiful restaurant, it was a relief to get outside and away from all the fancy rich people before I pissed myself in front of all of them. 

David: Come on now, I parked just down the street. We can drive to the nice cinema just outside downtown.

I looked around, the street was busy and the sidewalks were full of people. I wanted to get out of sight ASAP, but I had a feeling David didn’t care about that. 

Joanna: How far?

David: Not far. C'mon on now.

He reach out his hand and I grabbed it. We didn’t interlock fingers, he held my hand like you would hold a child’s hand, which made me feel even more small.

I walked with my head on a swivel, hoping to not be seen by anyone I knew. To be honest I don’t really know why I was so paranoid, I had only really made one friend since moving here last year and that was Amber, as we had a few classes together in our first year. But if any of my ex-coworkers saw me...especially that dickhead Mr. Moss, I would die from embarrassment. Especially as another shot of pee hit my panties. 

Thankfully, just like yesterday I was wearing a dress to pee myself. So it would be easy to hide once I finally let go...given we find a spot where I can lift up my dress. I looked at the time on the watch:

00:01:03

Fuck. I could feel myself starting to slip too. No doubt this timer was accurate, and maybe it didn’t help my mentality to hold it knowing that I was a minute away from pissing myself on the busy street. I looked up to David with nervous and scared puppy dog eyes, and he gave me a calming smile.

David: It’s just up ahead, see?

He pointed to a huge building, with a sign saying “underground parkade”. We just had to cross one more street...but the light was red. I looked to the watch.

00:00:38

A heavy stream escaped but I managed to hold on, I looked down and saw my panties dripping onto to concrete below me. The light changed.

00:00:25

I tried to speed walk but David held our pace, almost there.

00:00:11

We were almost at the door, it was so close but then:

Beepbeepbeep

Joanna: Oh no…

The watch rung right on time. I couldn’t hold it anymore, and pee rushed out of me in full force. I had my hand on the handle of the parkade, but I stood frozen in the middle of the busy street, soaking the bottom of my dress and drenching my panties. I looked up to David, my eyes glistening on the verge of tears. He squeezed my hand.

David: It’s okay little one, accidents happen.

Everytime he called me that, I felt smaller and smaller, but even more so now that I was standing in public in a massive puddle of my own piss, completely emptying my bladder without any control. I really felt like a little girl.

I finally opened the door to the parkade and started walking down the stairs, my head hung in shame. We got to his car, which was of course the newest model of Range Rover you could buy, and stopped before getting in.

David: Joanna, you know this is how it’s going to be from now on, as long as you want to stay on my salary. 

I nodded, not looking up.

David: Do you still want to do this?

I questioned hard for a good minute. Was it worth the humility? Could I deal with wetting myself over and over every day? For $50,000 a month? Money like that doesn’t come easy, and it surely doesn’t normally come as easy as peeing your pants. I could deal this.

Looking up to David I nodded determinedly, and smiled. He smiled back.

Joanna: I can do this David.

David: Good, than from now on, you won’t call me David. You can call me Daddy.

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