Posh Piss Boy (Gay Watersports, Diaper Punishment)

When Gabe’s Dom Christian is throwing a kinky black tie party, Gabe was only meant to help out. But when Gabe has a wet accident while cleaning that morning, Christian decides that the party will be a great place to learn a little diaper discipline…and wet humiliation! Warning: this 4500 word story contains M/m watersports, diapers, accidental and deliberate wetting, humiliation, golden showers, oral sex, light bondage, and one naughty little sub; adults only!
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Excerpt:
My bladder spasmed, and I squirmed. “May I please use the restroom, Sir?” I requested.

“You may,” Christian answered with a too-sweet smile. “After you’ve finished mopping.”

God. I picked up each of the dishes in turn, wiping them off as quickly as possible while still looking efficient. Christian lounged, satisfied with himself.

I was nearly done dusting and polishing when I had to drop all pretense and dignity or control, pushing one hand between my legs to squeeze my cock. I couldn’t ask again – Christian had already given me my terms – so I clenched my jaw and held my dick tight as I pulled out the mop.

“Elaina will be here tonight,” Christian informed me as I dropped the wet mop upon the tiles. “You like her, don’t you? And Muriel and…what’s her new sub’s name?”

“Uh, she calls him Worm,” I offered. But I could no longer think straight, my swollen bladder seeming to fill my entire stomach and threaten to burst. I groaned. “Please, Sir – ”

“Hold it.”

I withered at the intensity of Christian’s tone – I did want to make him happy, and if this was the way to do it…. “Yes, Sir.” Miserable and desperate, I returned to mopping.

But my insides quivered, and I could feel that soon there would be no choice but to give out. I mopped frantically, chewing my lower lip and crossing my legs whenever I was standing in place. I was panicked.

Then, it happened. Hiss! A quick spurt escaped the head of my cock, sending a hot bead of piss rolling down my right leg. I froze. “Sir….”

“I know.” Christian’s tone was softer than I’d expected. “You still have to finish mopping, pet.”