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Zur Schau gestellt (5)

... was watching his watch. "Mrs. Johnson, I gave you

fifteen seconds, and you haven't really started, but you are leaking. You have

to either to get started or we drop the idea. I'll give you two minutes to get

going, because I realize you are having trouble."

Alice and the boys were enjoying this immensely. Alice was straining as hard

to release her urine as she had been to hold it. Suddenly her stream started -

she was now pushing as hard as she could to get as much as possible out in the

fifteen seconds allowed her. A torrent poured forth, splashing all over the

pan and the platform.

The fifteen seconds passed rapidly; Nancy was given a countdown, and managed to

stop, with great effort, and just a few seconds late. The pan was removed, and

Nancy was told to stand there as the lesson was resumed. No one offered to

wipe her, and urine drops were left on her legs and bottom, even on her feet.

Somehow, she endured the rest of the time, until twelve. Clarence appeared, as

Alice dismissed the class and the last group of boys left reluctantly.

He took her off the platform, hands cuffed behind her, as she asked? "What

next? Do I really get two more hours of being displayed like a piece of meat?"

Clarence didn't answer immediately. He felt her abdomen, checking her bladder.

"It should still be hurting you a bit", he announced, quite unnecessarily.

"I'd like to take you for pee demonstrations on the playground, but it ...

... would

relieve you too much. I'm sorry, but I really have no choice but to take you to

the Exhibition Dock for an hour. I think all of us would like to get this over

as soon as possible."

He walked her across the playground to the car, followed closely by crowd of

watching boys. She was ushered into the car, and they drove from the school.

The drive took a while, and her bladder was more and more painful. She had

been holding her urine so much in the last couple of days she was beginning to

worry that she might be doing herself some internal harm. She asked, even

begged, Clarence to allow her to relieve herself, even slightly, pointing out

that even in the dock, she had been allowed a small amount of relief every

hour. Finally, he relented, "but you will have to do it here and now!" he

snapped, impatiently. The car pulled up to a curb in a busy part of town. He

opened the door, took her out, stark naked, and told her she had twenty seconds

to get as much relief as she could.

She stood, unclad and barefoot, on the hot pavement beside the car, while

numerous bystanders gawked at the sight. The hot street hurt her feet, and she

shifted rapidly from one foot to the other. She tried to squat, as best she

could with the handcuffs holding her hands, and urinated a forceful stream into

the gutter. After a few seconds, Clarence commended her to stop, which she did

painfully, and returned to the car.

The relief did not end her internal ...