“And just where do you think you’re going, eh?” Asrielle stood blocking the doorway, the only exit from her bedroom, having positioned herself just in time to stop an unsanctioned escape.

“Uh…” Elaria stood squirming only a few steps away, tugging down on the hem of her shirt to cover up her bright pink panties as she squirmed. “Bathroom?”

“Mm, no, I don’t think so,” Asrielle said, moving closer and taking hold of the leash attached to Elaria’s collar, until just now hanging idly at her side. “We’re not finished yet.” She tugged on the leash and headed towards the bed.

“But I really need to go potty,” Elaria whined, prompting Asrielle to stop and turn around.

“Really?” There was a hint of concern to her voice, and she was carefully scanning Elaria’s face to read her expressions.

Elaria looked directly at Asrielle with determination in her eyes, and subtly but clearly shook her head. Then she returned to her pleading and whimpering. “Yeah, I gotta pee so bad,” she said, pressing her thighs together with a hand between them and her knees bent.

“You sure about that?” Asrielle continued her worried examination until Elaria nodded enthusiastically in response to the question, only then putting on a playful smile and mischievous gaze. “Because I seem to remember my little puppy telling me she could hold it until I gave her permission.” She reached over with her free hand to scratch under Elaria’s chin.

For a response, Elaria could only whine and follow along as she got dragged towards the bed. She was in no position to argue – she had indeed made such a promise, though a few hours and a lot of drinking later, it was getting very difficult to keep her word.

“Come and sit down over here,” Asrielle said as she took a seat at the edge of the bed, lightly pulling on Elaria’s collar before taking her arm and guiding her to sit by her side. She ran a hand over one of Elaria’s trembling thighs as she spoke again. “I can’t imagine why you’d try to sneak off like that after being such a good girl for me all day,” she said. Her hand moved up until it was right at the top of Elaria’s leg, covered by her shirt and just barely not touching her panties. “You have been good, haven’t you? I think I need to check.”

Elaria whimpered as Asrielle ran a finger up along the middle of her underwear, and she used both hands to lift up the hem of her shirt with a quiet moan as Asrielle slipped her hand into Elaria’s panties.

“Well, it does feel like you got a little wet,” Asrielle said, her hand still moving. “But I don’t think it’s anything you’d get in trouble over…” With a little giggle, she leaned in to plant a kiss on Elaria’s cheek, prompting the squirming girl to turn and respond with a passionate kiss of her own.

Dropping her shirt, Elaria wrapped her arms around Asrielle, tugging at her lover’s jacket and prompting Asrielle to assist in removing it herself. Then Elaria pulled away for just a second, laid her hands on Asrielle’s shoulders, and leaned in again, pressing herself even harder against Asrielle.

When their lips parted again, Elaria turned most of her attention back to her own squirming, but continued looking over at Asrielle with her not-yet-satisfied hunger clear in her eyes. “C-can I go now?” Her request was quiet and airy, spoken as part of a single deep breath.

Asrielle smiled and ran a hand through Elaria’s hair. “No, of course not. We’re having so much fun here, aren’t we? You’re a good girl, you can wait.”

“Yeah.” Elaria responded with a shaky voice at first, but then continued with a firm nod of her head in a much more confident voice. “Right. I’m a good girl. I can hold it.” With a deep breath, she tried to suppress her squirming and repeated, “I’m a good girl.”

“You sure are, sweetie,” Asrielle said as she stroked Elaria’s cheek. “In fact, I think you deserve a treat. How does that sound?” When Elaria nodded eagerly in response, Asrielle stood up and continued, “I’ll go get you a snack, and you’re gonna wait here, okay?” With leash in hand, she walked over to the head of the bed. “And just to make sure you don’t try to do something naughty again…” She quickly wrapped part of the string around a bedpost, tying it up with a secure knot before stepping away. “I’ll be back in a couple of minutes with your reward, puppy,” she said as she headed for the door, flipping up the back of her skirt on the way out to give Elaria just a momentary glimpse of her panties.

Once she was alone, Elaria spread her quivering legs, lifted up her shirt, and looked down at her own underwear while she wiggled where she sat. With one hand she pushed down on her waistband just enough to uncover the full curve of the dome her overflowing bladder was producing. She moaned as her other hand reached out to press down on it, forcing her legs to come back together and shake more intensely. The pressure she was applying steadily increased until she could feel her urine just at the edge of breaking free, at which point she removed her hands and sighed; a few drops did heat up her underwear, though, despite her efforts to follow the instructions she’d been given.

She whimpered and bit her lip, looking longingly over at where her leash was tied up. Of course, there was nothing stopping her from untying it herself, or just taking off her collar, and finding somewhere to pee, but… That would be bad, and at the moment Elaria didn’t feel like being bad, so she was trapped. She slipped a hand between her legs and firmly held onto herself, swaying and wiggling with labored breaths as she waited for Asrielle to return.

After a few minutes of struggling against the weight of her own boiling lake, Elaria’s eyes lit up as she saw Asrielle walking back into the room, with a large mug in hand.

“Here’s your reward, sweetie,” Asrielle said as she approached, keeping the mug in both hands until she took up a position on the bed straddling Elaria and leaning in to push the drink into her hands. “It’s your favorite, so I’m sure you won’t have any trouble finishing it all, right, puppy?”

Elaria licked her lips as she nodded – it was true, chocolate was her favorite, and Asrielle knew exactly how to abuse her love for the drink. She pressed her thighs together as both trembling hands now held the mug, and she whined when Asrielle gave her a little kiss but pulled away and stood up before it had a chance to escalate.

Instead, Asrielle got onto the bed and moved to kneel behind Elaria, wrapping her arms around her and resting her head on Elaria’s shoulder while the waterlogged priestess took a deep breath and brought the cup up to her mouth.

Elaria crossed one leg over the other and squeezed tightly as she swallowed several mouthfuls of her drink, eventually stopping to sigh and look down at her lover’s hands resting on her belly.

“What a nice round tummy you have,” Asrielle commented with a sweet and innocent voice. Gently moving her hands around to feel the whole bulge, she added in a more teasing tone, “Puppy’s been holding a lot of pee-pee for her Lady, hasn’t she?"

“Yeah,” Elaria said with a nod after taking another swig. “I wanna go potty so bad, but I have to hold it.”

Asrielle reached up with one hand to ruffle Elaria’s hair. “Good girl! And you’re not going to get anything wet, are you?”

Elaria shook her head. “No,” she said before sipping yet again at her chocolate. “I can… I can hold it.”

“I like your confidence.” Asrielle pulled away and moved to lie down properly, both hands on her chest as she rested her head on the pillow nearest to the leash. “Now, I’m sure you’d like to focus on finishing your snack, so I’m gonna leave you to that. I’ll be right here if you need anything.”

Sure enough, Asrielle stayed quiet for the next several minutes, keeping an eye on Elaria the whole time and watching as the squirming intensified with each sip.

Elaria was writhing and twisting in all directions by the time she brought the cup away from her mouth for the last time, panting and looking over to Asrielle. “I-I’m done,” she announced. “A-and now I really… really gotta… p-p-pee.”

“Is that so?” Asrielle crawled out of bed, taking the cup from Elaria and setting it down on the nearest nightstand before taking a few steps back to admire the entirety of her wiggling form. “Well, I don’t think I want to let you go just yet.”

“P-please,” Elaria begged, both hands having been shoved between her legs as soon as her empty mug was taken from her. “I don’t wanna ha-have an… an accident.”

“Oh, but you wouldn’t do something like that, would you?” Asrielle moved in and took hold of Elaria’s arms. “You’re a good girl, and good girls don’t have accidents, remember?”

Elaria’s only response was to close her eyes and whine as Asrielle pulled her hands away from where she needed them.

“And since you’re not gonna have an accident, you don’t need to hold yourself,” Asrielle continued.

“Y-yes I do!” Elaria struggled to free her arms from Asrielle’s grip – though only a token resistance, matching the weak grasp Asrielle had on her. “I gotta go so bad!”

“So what?”

Elaria opened her eyes and looked right at Asrielle, seeing a reflection of her own lustful, needy gaze. “So, p… Please… Please let me go to the bathroom!”

“Oh, you want to go to the bathroom?” Asrielle was breathing heavily as she looked at Elaria, watching a fervent nod in response to her question. “Well, how about this? I’ll let you pee if you can untie yourself.” She released her grip and stepped back.

“O-okay!” Elaria immediately squirmed herself into a new position, kneeling on the bed and shuffling over to where her collar was tied up. Every breath was a whimper and every part of her body was trembling as she leaned forwards and tried her best to figure out the knot, furiously wiggling her butt and whining when a large dark spot appeared.

“Not yet! You haven’t untied yourself.”

“S-sorry! I didn’t mean to…” Elaria cut herself off with a moan as she leaked again, then repeated her apology as a whine while she kept working.

Her breath quickened as the knot loosened, and she squealed with joy when it came undone completely. As soon as her leash was entirely freed from the bedpost, she leapt out of bed and started running for the door…

… But Asrielle once again stopped her in the doorway, this time from behind.

“Where do you think you’re going?” she asked with her arms again wrapped around a whining and wiggling Elaria.

“B-but you said… I… Bathroom…” Elaria struggled to put words together in her panic, and squeaked when she felt a warm trail trickling down her leg.

“I never said anything about letting you go to the bathroom,” Asrielle responded, again scanning Elaria’s face to read her emotions. “I said I would let you pee.”

Elaria continued her furious squirming, but never actually fought against Asrielle’s grip. “N-no,” she muttered. “I… I wanna…”

Asrielle applied a little pressure with her hands to Elaria’s belly, prompting a yelp as more urine streamed down her legs. “It’s okay, baby,” she said. “You did such a good job.”

“G-gotta…”

“It’s okay,” Asrielle repeated, reaching down with one hand to pull Elaria’s panties to the side.

“N-no, I… Hold…”

Asrielle let out a little chuckle as her other hand pressed down on Elaria’s bladder, and in return Elaria called out several times while a consistent trickle left her, then transitioned into a long moan as her stream intensified into a torrent spraying against the ground. Tipping her head back, she blinked away the tears in her eyes and tried to speak to Asrielle. “I lo… love…” was all she managed to say before moaning again; Asrielle responded with many kisses to Elaria’s cheek and neck.

Elaria kept moaning and peeing for some time, long enough that her trembling legs could no longer support her and Asrielle had to lower her safely to sit on the floor instead. She didn’t seem to notice, too caught up in her own relief to care about the change in position.

Once she was sure Elaria wasn’t going to get herself hurt by falling over, Asrielle backed up and moved to watch the puddle grow from off to the side, in the perfect position to watch Elaria’s river shoot out of her while remaining close enough to help out if she needed to.

Both girls stayed where they were for a good minute before the stream finally started to die off, fading away into a trickle and a few last spurts before Elaria ran entirely dry. The puddle had grown large enough for both of them to be sitting in it by the time she was done, and she spent a little while afterwards breathing slowly with her eyes shut.

When she regained proper awareness, Elaria looked up at Asrielle and took a deep breath as tears returned to her eyes and her breathing became unsteady; she weakly shuffled forward with shaking arms outstretched until she could collapse into Asrielle’s arms and let her emotions take over.

“It’s okay,” Asrielle said once again, this time rubbing Elaria’s back and holding her extra close. “Just let it all out. You’re safe. I’m here for you.” She continued whispering to Elaria along those lines until the sobbing stopped and Elaria leaned back and picked her head up to look at Asrielle.

“That… That was… really fun,” she said, still working on getting her breathing under control. “I think… Haah, I think…” Elaria paused to swallow and take a deep breath. “No more games for a little while, though,” she said at last. “I’m… really worn out.”

“Mhm,” Asrielle muttered. “Take your time and rest, dear. However much time you need.” Then they were quiet for a while, until Asrielle spoke again. “Want me to go get a bath ready for you?”

Elaria nodded slowly. “Thanks. And…” She fell forwards again, her next statement muffled by Asrielle’s own chest. “I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetie.”