#desperation
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Present (Monday)…
“Wellthat doesn’t make any sense.”
Being startled by argumentative voices at his bedside was not the most pleasant way to wake up… but it was better than the nightmares.
“Regina, I’m telling you, that’s how Gold said to interpret it.” At least Emma was trying to keep her tone quiet. “The darker the colors, the stronger the shielding.”
“It started at the compound and spread to Storybrooke. How is it suddenly concentrated here?”
Killian slitted his eyes open, hoping to catch a glimpse of what it was they were bickering over. Emma sighed.
“How would I know? We all thought it would dissipate once the monster was dead, but if anything, it’s still getting stronger.”
Wearing her coldest scowl, Regina resumed studying the tablet device in her hands. Finally, she relented, somewhat bitterly if the drugs weren’t messing with Killian’s interpretation.
“Fine. We’ll pull people from the cleanup of the compound to take a look around the park. But this had better not be another waste of town resources.”
Emma did not flinch, at least not outwardly. But she did reach for the tablet, appearing confused. “Park? I thought it was strongest near City Hall.”
Impatiently, Regina tilted the screen in her direction. “That’s clearly the park, Sheriff Swan.”
Emma’s only response was a thoughtful, “Huh.”
Slamming the protective case closed, Regina noted Killian watching with tired eyes, but simply shot him an icy glare before turning and marching toward the door.
“I’ll call you,” she told Emma. And then she was gone.
Emma moved closer to Killian’s bedside.
“Sorry. I would have met her outside, but there’s a surgeon coming to take a look at your hand any minute.” She gently caressed his cheek. “Think you want them to knock you out for that?”
Grimacing, Killian shook his head once. The thought of more surgery was a lot to stomach just then–although the alternative was the possibility of permanent reduction in function, which was obviously worse–and he didn’t want to add post-anesthesia effects into the mix if it wasn’t absolutely necessary. Besides, it couldn’t be much worse than the multiple daily nursing visits he’d been enduring, where they forced him through breathing exercises and coughing, leaving him nauseated with pain by the time they were finished.
“Shielding?” he croaked. His voice still sounded like the warm-up grunts of a wall-eyed seagull just before it let loose with a full-on cackle. Whether that was due to vocal strain or the breathing tube he’d had down his throat was not something he wanted to dwell on. At least the claustrophobic oxygen mask had been traded for the somewhat-less-annoying nasal prongs during the day, which helped the communication issue.
Emma fished an ice chip from the cup on the bedside table and popped it into his mouth. They never helped much but were better than nothing.
“Yeah. Whatever is preventing the use of magic,” Emma explained. “Rumplestiltskin helped figure out a way to show it on a map. We were hoping to pinpoint its source so we can shut it off.”
“Croc…?” he managed around the soothing ice shard. Emma made a face.
“When I went to go punch him in the… I mean, went to go get Hope, remember?”
Hope dead.
His eyes were open. All the details of the hospital room, his wife at his side, all plainly visible. Yet all he could see was the gruesome conjured figure of a corpse. A tiny, bloodied body. Meant as protection, intended to haunt him for only a fleeting, temporary span of time, yet necessary for so much longer and now much too close to the surface. Too detailed. Too real. Tainting all of his memories from before.
On instinct, Killian began to reach for his face, as if by digging his fingers into his eyes or even gouging them out could erase that image, but he was thwarted by tandem, grating pains in shoulder joint and daggered ribs. Momentarily overwhelmed, he squeezed his eyes shut, but that only served to bring the nightmare images back into full focus. Emma saw his torment and placed a gentle hand on his forearm.
“Killian?”
“I need… to see her…” he gritted out, one growling word at a time.
“I know you do,” soothed Emma. Hope kidnapped. “I just wasn’t sure about having her see you like this…” Hope tortured. “And I don’t think she’s allowed in here, anyway.” Hope dead.
Hope dead.
Hope DEAD.
Killian hiccuped a sob and again started to reach for his eyes, despite his damaged shoulder, despite the torn hand and shattered, spiked wrist. Hope dead. SCREAM FOR ME, TRIPOD. Dead… I REQUIRE YOUR SCREAMS.
Emma had a firm grip on both of Killian’s arms, but he was struggling to free himself, compelled to scrabble the graphic pictures from his mind, welcoming the pain as a desperate alternative to the voices persecuting him.
“Killian! Killian!” Emma was shouting. She probably only had trouble containing his flailing limbs due to not wanting to squeeze him too hard, but a part of him craved that. The machines monitoring his condition began chiming their various alarms as his vitals went haywire, responding to the struggle taking place.
“She’s fine, Killian; I swear to you! She got to spend a single exciting day with Belle and now is getting spoiled rotten by her grandparents. Look, I’ll show you, but you’ve gotta stop this! You’re hurting yourself!”
With difficulty, Killian reigned in the impulses driving the thrashing, pressing both arms hard into the mattress underneath him as his fisted hand pulsed with blazing fire. Shuddering, he panted through clenched teeth and tried to focus on his wife. Seeing him settling, Emma fumbled her phone from a pocket and trembled her way through the process of unlocking the screen and navigating to the photo gallery.
“Here, see?” She sounded frantic, her voice thin and high. “This was this morning, while you were down in Radiology.” She thrust the phone at him, too close to properly see even if her hands weren’t shaking and his eyes blurred with tears. Before Killian had time to try and focus on the image, Emma was swiping to the next picture.
There was a small form, dressed in familiar colors and radiating an apparent happiness as she was enfolded tightly in strong, masculine arms. The next blur was zoomed out to show a man’s face, a hand cradling soft curls against his chest. Killian blinked, tears running freely now, and caught a quick glimpse of an emotional David before the obscuring haze was back. Emma flipped through more images, sniffling as well at the memory of her parents’ reunion with Hope. Killian’s pulse and blood pressure had calmed slightly as his mind focused on the sight in front of him.
“They were happy to see her,” she said softly, then laughed once. “And Hope was totally oblivious to how much they had missed her. She would only tolerate so much cuddling before it was time to play.”
Killian’s tearful grimace was almost a smile, picturing the scene as Emma had described it. Little Hope was only ever snuggly when tired; at all other times it was go, go, go.
A stark contrast to the motionless corpse of his visions.
Hope kidnapped, Hope–
Killian scowled at the phone, trying to drive false images away with the truth. This morning, Emma had said. This morning, Hope had been swept up in her grandfather’s arms, had planted a sticky kiss on her grandmother’s cheek, had run off to play with uncle Neal, every moment captured in loving detail by her mother’s phone and laid out plain for him to see…
A single glint of red wormed its way among the blur. Perhaps a ribbon, perhaps a sports ball, a cardinal’s wing or even Swan’s leather jacket caught somehow in frame. Whatever the culprit, it was enough.
Crimson spread from that single point, blending with his tears to engulf happy, innocent pictures in vivid blood. Blood, on the grass, in the sky, blood on David’s hands and on Snow’s cheek, in Wilby’s fur. Blood. Hope was bathed in blood, drowning in it, tortured, cold and dead, her loved ones grieving and painted with her blood.
With a horrified cry, Killian grabbed at his face, and this time, Emma was too slow. Over-stretched tendons groaned within his shoulder, severed flesh inside his hand combusting along the way, but Killian ignored it all. The pointed end of the wrist ring left a shallow gouge beneath his eye, even through the layers of gauze surrounding it, and as Emma dropped her phone, Killian moaned,
“It’s not enough. Not…” A sob caught in his throat. He heard Emma pleading with him, felt her hands on his wrists, but all he could see was the blood. “Swan… please…!”
“You’ll see her!” Emma cried, near hysteria. “I’ll bring her, sneak her past the nurses and Whale; to hell with their rules! But I need you to calm down!”
Whimpering, Killian continued digging both wrists into his eye sockets, shaking with horror and anguish. Emma managed to yank his now-bleeding hand away, but it took both of her own to do it. Practically kneeling on the pinioned arm, she cursed and hit the nurse call button.
NO HOPE, TRIPOD.
Maybe his Master was right, thought Killian as twisting, cramping pain invaded his fragile lung. Maybe he would never be free of the horrific images. Maybe all hope really was lost.
Perhaps he should have never stopped praying for death to claim him.
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So I just had a full-on accident after work purely due to my own stubbornness. I’m still shaking from the release and I need to clean up, but I’ll post the full story in a bit. I have a trail of pee from my kitchen to my bathroom to deal with….
fortnite and bursting
if anyone wants to keep me distracted during my hold by playing fortnite with me, DM me for my gamertag
Holding~ I had around a litre and a bit of water and juice an hour and a half ago. Now I’m (trying) to concentrate on video games.
OMG as I wrote that last one my desperation shot up to like a 9. My peehole literally burns with the effort of holding. I’m wearing spandex running shorts and I KNOW they won’t hold back any of my pee. I should probably get a towel to sit on or something.
Holy shit I did not intend to hold today, but I have to go so so so badly. I have had a cold all weekend and I’ve been trying to bust it before work tomorrow, so I decided to drink a shitload of water. I’m now trying to do some remote access work, but holy shit I can’t sit still.
I literally don’t remember the context behind this video tbh, other than I really had to pee.
Password: omoftm
Just got in from having tea with a friend. I drank a ridiculous amount, and had to pee insanely badly at the teahouse. I pissed for like a minute solid there. That was around an hour ago. Now I have to go again ;3c
A request of some hunters from Monster Hunter World dealing with nature’s call. Only difference is that one is wearing the Kirin armor and the other the Odogaron armor and one is… more practical to wear compared to the other.
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Star’s Shiny, Chained Desperation https://clips4sale.com/70886/19331769/cid30bc72153cc6005b95bcaaec38
Star likes to play a little game with herself and see how long she can hold her pee and prolong her desperation. She starts out nude and dresses herself first in white cotton panties then pantyhose over top with a tight, blue leotard over all and finally a pair of shiny, white knee high boots. Then she pulls out handcuffs and leg shackles and chains herself up and when she’s fully dressed and cuffed she closes her eyes, spins around in a circle a few times and tosses the handcuff key over her head so she won’t know where it is.
Now starts the fun part of her game. She desperately searches her room for the key so she can pee. As she searches and can’t find the key anywhere she gets more and more desperate to piss. Finally she can’t take it anymore and she goes and sits on the toilet in her cuffs and leg irons and pisses herself right through her panties, pantyhose and leotard. After relieving herself partially, she goes back to searching for the key with a wet crotch and butt. Since she didn’t pee all the way she still is desperate and when she finally finds the key and uncuffs herself she goes back to the bathroom and sits to pee but this time she’s so relieved to be uncuffed she forgets to take her clothes off and wets herself again. Now with a finally empty bladder she lays down for a nap in her piss soaked panties, pantyhose and leotard.
*This is a custom video.
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Caught Desperately Peeing Through Her Pantyhose During Job Interview https://clips4sale.com/70886/19272435/cid30bc72153cc6005b95bcaaec38
Louise is interviewing for a great job and it’s going very well. The interviewer, Dixie, says that everything sounds great and all they need to do is fill out some paperwork and Louise is hired. She exits quickly, explaining that the printer is out of order and she has to go down two floor to the other side of the office to get the paperwork from the working printer. Unfortunately, it happens so fast that Louise doesn’t have a chance to ask Dixie where the restroom is and Louise desperately has to pee. She needs the job really badly and she is afraid to leave Dixie’s office and go looking for the bathroom because she worries that if Dixie returns and she isn’t there she will reconsider hiring her. She is intent on staying put but she is growing more and more desperate to piss by the second. She can’t sit still as she grabs her crotch, crosses her legs, squats down, stand up and generally paces around the office. Finally her desperation overcomes her and she knows she will piss herself if she doesn’t go to the bathroom immediately. The only option she sees is the office wastebasket and so, without even remembering to take down her pantyhose, Louise pulls up her skirt and squats over the trash bin to pee. Unfortunately for her, as soon as Louise starts to piss through her pantyhose into the wastebasket, Dixie returns and catches her in the act. Louise is humiliated and tries to explain but there is no good explanation and so she is humiliated as Dixie tells her she is no longer hired and to get out of her office.
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desperation // soetkindb.
Denial is good for her
Here’s why. Because there will come a time where she becomes so desperate to cum that she’ll do anything to be allowed to cum. The amount of depraved and disgusting things she will do in order to earn an orgasm from you will be incredible. So deny her until she has no shame left in her body and make sure she proves it.
Devotional Training.
Omg how many people do you think saw me wet myself before making it into the rest stop!?! Those long drives really aren’t for me!!!
Hearing the sound of the splashing water on the cement while I was washing my car was just too much for my tiny bladder to take. Trying so desperately to get all my errands done with washing my car as the last task for the day… my tiny bladder was aching to just let go of all that pee I had filling me. It was like my bladder had just lost control and once I started peeing the warmth and feeling of relief just made me want to continue soaking my pants completely right there in the car wash. With all the relief I felt my body begged for more release as I emptied. I had no time to care who would see me as my pants were becoming more and more soaked as I peed. Those bright lights left little to the imagination to any one passing by as to what I was doing but I just didn’t care. My body was celebrating the release and thanking me for the warmth that cold night. I just couldn’t help myself…
I was walking home from a day at the beach wearing a bikini and skintight white pants desperate to pee after being out all day. I was struggling walking down the street to get home so i could finally use the bathroom. My bladder was too full and the weight of the beach chairs was too much for me. I lost control warm pee started to flood my pants right on the street near the house! I was able to cut off my stream for a few seconds, but the urge was unbearable and as soon as I reached my yard i lost control again. My body craves warmth so much it’s hard not to give in. I stood there in plain view of the neighbors and completely soaked my tight white pants with warm pee. After my accident, I went in the outdoor shower to rinse myself off and soaked myself the rest of the way.
In this POV clip, you are home from work early and go in the backyard to find your girlfriend Scarlet sitting on the patio topless in tight jeans. She stands up and acts surprised that you are home so early, and starts telling you that she has a secret that she wants to tell you. She describes how she likes the feeling of doing something naughty, and very often when you are not home. She hints that it is very warm a feels very good, and grabs her crotch doing a little pee dance. She starts wetting her jeans right in front of you, and moans in pleasure as pee spreads down her legs. She tells you how good it feels and that she loves the warm feeling of wetting, and had always been wanting to tell you about it. Soon her jeans are completely soaked, and she shows you front and back views.
Wearing skintight jeans and boots and desperate to pee but had so much to do… I was digging holes in the garden to plant some flowers, and didnt want to walk in the house with muddy boots just to go pee. My bladder was asking for mercy to release and to be honest the movement of the jeans against my pussy felt so amazing. So instead, I went in my jeans and quickly drenched them front and back, also filling my boots. I didn’t want having to pee slow me down so I pulled off my pee-filled boots and socks and continued to dig as if nothing out of the ordinary just happened. Plus who doesn’t love the feeling of all that warmth?!
It was so hot out I couldn’t wait to get done with errands and grab some Rita’s Italian ice to cool off. Standing in line the pee had built up in my bladder and it hit me all at once. I thought if maybe I let a little out no one would notice. I was so embarrassed I ended up letting more out than I anticipated because it felt good to let go. There’s no way I could deny the wet spot it created on my jeans but I tried acting like I didn’t do a thing. Do you think anyone standing in line noticed?!?
On my way to the mall there were no places to stop to pee so I was forced to hold it. Trying my hardest to hold my pee and make it to the mall I lost control going up the steps leaving the parking lot. Pee was easily seen shooting out of my black leggings as I made my way past a couple of guys. I couldn’t help myself. Once it started coming I stopped and lost more as I made my way to the bathroom which unfortunately happened to be at the opposite side of the mall! You’d think my bladder was done emptying but there was more! I completely soak them again before making it into the bathroom!
With such a busy I schedule I just wanted to get my grocery list made before heading to the bathroom… Bladder bursting to let go of all that pee i lost it sitting with only half my list made out!
P.s. I’m not gone just had a lot going on and I hope you guys are looking forward to some great videos heading your way! One video I uploaded I wasnt able post bc of it happening in a store my apologies!
I entered a building with a bunch of shops while desperate to pee. I walked around trying to find a bathroom, but had no ability to hold on any longer. Knowing I wasn’t going to make it, I walked into a small room among the shops and flooded my tight red pants, filling my boots and leaving a puddle on the floor! I was embarrassed and hoping no one would notice my soaking wet pants as I made my way out of the shops to my car. I was trying hard to keep the sound of my squishing boots from creating attention to all the people I passed on my way out. Once i reached the parking lot, another wave of pee overcame my aching bladder and I ended up re-wetting my tight red pants, fully drenching them AGAIN!
had to pee so bad it was almost unbearable to hold onto all that pee. As I try stripping off my leather coat to make it to the bathroom I end up losing it all with force wearing my sexy leather pants. As soon as I came through the door, taking my jacket off I lose control right then and there. They are literally amazing pants that hold all that warmth snug against me so I get to wnjpy it a bit longer.
So hot to hear that loud hissing sound as urine forcefully soaks up my leather pants. Wait until you see the huge puddle surrounding my high heels! I filled my high heels so rapidly with all that pee that I created a puddle of warmth! You’ll want to keep replaying the video to hear the super sexy hissing sound…
I felt so naughty to pee my pants in public; keeping that dirty secret to myself and continue checking off items on my grocery list… I loved it so much that I couldn’t even wait to get to the car before letting go some more in the parking lot for a rewetting. Thought you guys would like to ring in the new year with some public wetting that ya all seem to enjoy as much as I do!
The MOST DESPERATE I’ve ever been…
After arriving home I had been on the road for miles and the irge to pee hit me so hard the more I drove the harder I was pressing the pedal to get home as fast as possible. The urge was getting stronger as my will to hold on was getting weaker. It felt as though my bladder was about to pop, knees clenching against one another in my skintight jeans I kept telling myself you can do this; don’t give in! I knew that if I just kept focusing on the destination I could make it…
That was up until I got to the new door in the garage we just replace to find out I completely forgot what the new set of keys looked like. At this point I frantically was searching through the lot of keys on the keychain not being able to focus because the irge was just nearing climax. My pussy couldn’t have been clenched any tighter as I started to crouch down to hold it all back. Flipping through those keys my vision started blurring and I could feel myself wanting to give in to the irge but I pressed on… Dancing around fumbling through the keys trying several by body couldn’t resist any longer.
My pussy felt the warmth I was dying to feel. At first of course I was upset I gave in to the urge that I was trying so desperately to avoid. Once that warmth started trickling out my pussy down my butt cheeks out the creases in my hips down my thighs in those tight jeans making them glisten my body just climaxes with relief of all that build up coming undone right before your eyes in this clip.
I cannot tell you how amazing it felt to feel my pee soaking my socks filling my boots and dremching my jeans in that beautiful sight of dark contrast. It was hard to keep my body from collapsing on the floor with how good it felt to let go. Hmmmm I even let out some moans as it happened I just couldn’t demy myself that pleasure. There was so much pee I couldn’t track it into the house so I had to strip off my jeans, socks, and boots. Taking the walk of shame with a pussy pounding with pleasure and panties soaked in pee with drops dripping off my buttcheeks into the house. Of course I had found the right key when it was too late.
OMG I’ve NEVER been this DESPERATE before!! I couldn’t for the life of me find the right key and lost all that pee down my jeans before I could get inside!! Urgency to the extreme!
I tried holding onto all that pee but my bladder couldn’t with hold the urge while trying to finish decorating the Christmas tree…pee just started streaming down my thighs uncontrollably.
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“Fornost”
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmC97-vDBDQ (Full album)
“[…]Fornost, also known fully as Fornost Erain(Sindarin ‘Northern fortress of the Kings’ from for(n) (north) + ost(fortress);Norbury of the Kings or simply NorburyinWestron), was a city in Eriador of the kingdom of Arnor. It was located at the south end of the North Downs, about 100 Númenórean miles north of Bree. It was eventually abandoned and fell into ruin, and became popularly known as Deadmen’s Dike. At the time of the events of The Lord of the Rings(TA 3018–3019), Fornost had been abandoned for about a thousand years, and “even the ruins of Kings’ Norbury were covered with grass.” […]”
Music by Fegefeuer Anilmathiel
(This is their brand new album called Aancë which was released independently on the 1st of November, 2016.
Fegefeuer Anilmathiel is an atmospheric/epic black metal with an influences of dungeon synth, ambient, medieval music, love, passion, desperation, fantasy, and nature. The band is coming from Murcia, Spain. It was found in 2010 as Fegefeuer but in 2013 the band changed its name to the current one. Founded by Herthenarth [all instrments and vocals].)
Artwork has been taken from lotr.wikia.com.
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