Jared was getting uncomfortable and shifting around as the morning coffee took effect. The diuretic tablets she’d added really didn’t help either! He looked to the door, knowing full well exactly what he was in for when she entered the room.
This was how Jessica kept her hot husband in line and under her thumb. The humiliation of wetting himself on command was intensely arousing for both of them, and she craved the look of horror on his face when he lost all control. Sometimes his shame was so complete that she would even detect a tiny whimper as his crisp white briefs suddenly grew yellow in front of her.
“Good morning Jared – I think it’s time, don’t you?”
“Let’s go little boy – quit dancing around and wet yourself – I said do it NOW Jared!”