Zur Schau gestellt (3) - Sexgeschichten

Zur Schau gestellt (3)

... From the words she picked up and the gestures she saw, she

gathered that the man had brought his son to give him a lesson in female

anatomy, with Nancy as the model. She figured out that they were discussing

her pubic hair, and the boy wanted to know why it wasn't turning grey, as was

the hair on her head. She had never really thought about grey pubic hair.

For a moment she was able to converse with the girl beside her, and learned

that she was being punished for petty theft - shoplifting. Also, she felt much

better after being allowed her half pint relief, and felt she could now go

another hour, although her bladder was far from empty and still very

uncomfortable. Nancy wished she could have had even that much relief. She

wondered at her ability to achieve the level of discomfort Clarence seemingly

expected.

It was hot. Sweat streamed from both of them. Nancy could smell the sweat

from her underarms and knew she wouldn't seem very nice to be close to. Her

arms were tired. Her midriff itched, and both legs had aching muscles. Her

breasts felt strange from lack of support and from quivering constantly with

every movement. At one point a fly sat on one nipple, and she was unable to

quickly dispatch it. A man in the crowd pointed to it with amusement. There

was at least an hour and a half to go. Nancy's discomfort was increasing as

the the pain in her bladder returned with greater severity. She clenched her

muscles to ...

... try to prevent even a drop of leakage.

Shortly before one o'clock, Clarence appeared again. This time he approached

the girl first, asked her a few questions, briefly touched her abdomen. He

moved to Nancy. Without a word, he placed his hand on her abdominal area, just

below the navel, and pressed. Nancy grimaced noticeably. He moved his hand

down to the border of her pubic hair and pressed again.

"Well", he said, "you're making progress. I bet you didn't know you could

stretch your insides that much. It's getting close to your navel. I'll allow

you your full half pint relief this time. If you make it through another hour

without a leak, you will be through for this day. Before we take you down,

though, if you make it, we'll let you empty your bladder into a pitcher. If we

don't get at least a quart out of you then, I'll have to increase your water

dosage tomorrow. My instructions are that a woman of your size, to achieve the

right pain level, should spend her second day holding at least a quart inside

her most of the time."

Clarence left after this rather distressing announcement. Ralph again was able

to approach Nancy, but not close enough to do much conversation. Besides,

Nancy really didn't feel like talking at that point. Everything hurt,

especially her very painful bladder, which she dared not release. She writhed

constantly, seeking some comfortable position, and none was to be found. She

tried desperately to ...