9 Hours No Pee Challange: Desperate Girl’s Wrists Tied

He tied my wrists tight at the garden and no way to run? I’m in my gray yoga pants, sports bra hugging my curves, bare feet all muddy and dirty from the ground. I’m squirming, desperate to pee, but I can’t break free. I blush, embarrassed, but the urge wins. I let go, warm piss soaking my pants, like a literal waterfall. Dripping down my legs, and oh, the relief feels so good. My face shows it all shame mixed with naughty pleasure, biting my lip as the wet patch grows. For five minutes, I’m helpless, tied up, peeing myself in the open