Abby's Potty Training

[bellaneedstotinkle 15]

Author's note: hi everyone!!! Thanks for the support and feedback on my first story, Abby's Damp Panties. This installment is a prequel to it and shows why Abby lost her potty privileges in the first place, and why her Dom had to potty train her. This story is also posted over on my Tumblr at Bellaneedstopee. Enjoy! 

Word count: 1,665 

Story contains: DDLG, spanking, omorashi, holding, panty wetting, desperation, and training potty use.

 

Abby had always struggled with urgency issues when it came to making it to the toilet on time. She had a somewhat overactive bladder, which lead her to finding herself desperate in public frequently, and rushing to the bathroom often at home and at work, much to her embarrassment. Her problems had started back in high school, when she had started to lose her ability to hold her pee for more than short periods of time. Abby could remember one particular incident when she had lost control during a cheer tryout and sent piss flying through the air as she attempted a back roundoff with a full and aching bladder. This event left Abby's reputation and self-esteem in shreds. When she had to tinkle, she had no time to waste. If she didn't find a potty right away, she was going to soak her panties.

Abby's bladder was little better by the time she was 20. Although she had a job and an apartment and was living alone and could accommodate her desperation decently, her panties were still often damp at least once a day, and she was no stranger to the occasional bedtime accident. When she met Ian, a handsome, lean but muscular man with dark hair and a 7 inch cock, she was immediately enamored. Ashamed to tell him about her pee problem, Abby was able to hide her accidents from him for a little while. But Ian, or Dom as she had begun to call him, discovered her secret when he woke up one night to a wet sensation and upon pulling back the covers, saw that the crotch of Abby's panties were wet. He realized what she had done and although he spanked her for it, he thought little of the accident at first. Ian had assumed it was a one-time accident and not likely to reoccur. Secretly, he hoped he would. Waking up to tinkling on his penis as she sprawled across him wasn't unpleasant far from unpleasant. But he hsd to discipline her nonetheless.

Ian didn't expect the accidents to continue. But he was wrong. He began to notice how she ran to the bathroom in their apartment as soon as she got home everyday, and how often she would look for a toilet while out shopping. He realized she couldn't hold her pee for very long, and that her accidents could be more frequent than he expected. And somehow, Ian didn't mind this. In fact, the idea of her peeing and wetting her panties made his cock rock hard. Although he would still need to punish her for her incontinence, that didn't mean that he didn't also anticipate her desperation whenever she finished off a glass of water or a hot tea before bed.

The second accident happened only a week after the first one. This time, they were out at a park, enjoying a walk when Abby felt the call of nature once again. She tried her best to hide the urge and mask her desperation, but after only a couple minutes, she was dancing in place while pretending to tie her shoe. Finally, unable to hold on any longer, she dashed off the trail a couple feet, yanking down her shorts and panties, and spraying the ground with her hot piss. Uncontrollably urinating, she was filled with shame as she realized that Ian had witnessed the whole thing and was staring incredulously at her, his cock throbbing so hard it almost hurt. Abby was so embarrassed that Ian had seen her like that, but he had been encouraging her to stay hydrated on their hike and made her drink all those water bottles...

After the close call in the woods, Abby tried to focus on restricting her fluid intake but Dom was strict on making sure she stayed hydrated. While she hadn't had any accidents since, he was working on a plan for consequences for making a mess, other than the firm spankings he had been using so far. He was waiting for another accident before he enforced real punishment on her. He had an idea though. He had a suspicion that Abby was having a lot of close calls at work throughout the day too, and his suspicions were confirmed when he looked through her laundry basket and found the crotches of almost all of her panties to be either damp or smelling faintly of urine.

Abby came home one evening and as usual, rushed to relieve herself as soon as walked through the door. But as she entered her bedroom, she was confronted by an unexpected sight. Ian sat at the foot of her bed. Spread out around him were the panties she had worn that week. Abby stopped and stared in confusion at Ian, bouncing a little in place.

"Ian, what is this?"

Ian looked at her and smirked, seeing her dancing in desperation that he had anticipated, that she was in every day after work, after traffic...

"I need to have a talk with you."

Abby grabbed her crotch, desperate for relief and blushing in embarrassment that she was losing control in front of her boyfriend once again.

"Ian, what are you doing? Give me a minute, I have to pee."

"No." Ian said firmly and Abby froze. She felt a little trickle slip out and the color in her cheeks intensified.

"We need to talk about your little accidents." He picked up a pink, lacy pair of panties from the bed and held them up delicately. Even from a distance, it was clear the crotch was wet. Abby had worn those the day prior and had a very close call, spurting into her panties before she could pull them down at the toilet. Abby squeezed a little tighter as several more drops escaped and she crossed her legs.

"Dom, I, I..... I just have a hard time holding it sometimes! My bladder isn't very big and when I have to pee, sometimes I have accidents! It's hard for me to get to the toilet in time. Please let me pee! I'm gonna burst!"

Tears welled up in Abby's eyes and she bobbed up and down, shamelessly potty dancing now. Her need to tinkle was all she could think about, and she felt as if she could wet herself at any moment. Her already damp panties were proof that she had little control.

Dom reached under the bed and pulled out a plain cardboard box, sliding it across the floor to her.

"Open it."

She groaned, reluctantly crouching and taking one hand away from her crotch and feeling herself leak a little more as a consequence. She opened the box.

Inside was a hot pink plastic training potty. The back was decorated like a princess crown, and the sides were bejeweled and sparkly. The bowl was on the small side, perhaps adequate to hold the contents of a partially full bladder, but with the amount Ian had been making her drink lately, it seemed unlikely that it would have the capacity to handle her tinkles.

"You're kidding me!"

Abby huffed with indignation as she took the potty out of its packaging. Its presence was insulting to her, but she found it hard to dispute as she squirmed on her knees, thighs damp from urine and the crotch of her panties soaked.

Ian stood up and looked down at her. His cock was stiff with excitement and the sight of Abby kneeling in front of the potty, already so close to having a full blown accident, was almost more than he could stand.

"Toilet privileges are for big girls who keep their panties dry." He gestured at the wet undergarments strewn across bed. "This looks like you're having pee pee accidents like this all the time. Not to mention the accident on the trail the other day. Or when you peed yourself in our bed. On me. This looks like you need to go back to potty training. And we're starting now. This potty is the only toilet you're going to be allowed to use at home. The toilet is for girls who can control their bladder and don't make wee wees on daddy's pee pee at night."

Abby was almost crying now. She was so desperate to tinkle and she couldn't believe Dom would do this to her. But her need was only worsening and in a rush she pulled up her skirt, pulled her panties down around her thighs and shoved the training potty underneath her and closed her eyes, sighing in relief as she let go, spraying a little over the edge of the brim.

"Watch the floor."

Dom reached down and slapped her ass, causing Abby to yelp and spray even more over the edge of the bowl. She knelt down and pushed her pussy into the bowl, furiously emptying her aching bladder. She filled it almost to the very top before her stream finally diminished. She pulled herself away from her training potty and sat with her head in her hands as she sat on the piss-sprinkled floor.

"Whenever you need to tinkle, you will only be using your princess potty. And you have to ask daddy for permission first. If you use it without asking, you will be spanked. If your tinkle goes outside of the bowl, you will be spanked. If your panties are damp when you come home, you will be spanked. And if you wet your panties and have an accident... it's going to be back to diapers."

Dom reached back under the bed and pulled out another box. He opened it to pull out diapers, and he began to unwrap one.

"You're going to have to be disciplined, Abby. Now lay down and let me put this on you. You aren't ready to act like a big girl yet. I can't let you keep tinkling on my penis at night, as much as I might enjoy it. You have to be potty trained."

Edited September 1 by bellaneedstotinkle
forgot intro hehe

[Masterpee93 6]

Very hot I love it