[b][u][center]Blackmailed Bladder
For Teake
By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]







Walking down the high street with Kaz wasn’t his first choice for a good afternoon out, but considering that the skunk was buying their dinner and paying for a few other things, Teake could go along with it for the day. After all, it wasn’t like the white skunk was being [i]quite[/i] so much of a dick as he normally was, so maybe things weren’t so bad. 

The impala lugged a bunch of stuff over his shoulder, from some new games to a couple of packaged meals for the next couple of days, and he groaned as he looked back the way that they’d come. 

“Think we should catch a cab back?”

“Heh, why should we do that? It’s a nice walk.”

“Yeah, but this stuff is getting heavy.”

“I think we should walk.”

“Look, I’ll pay for it, even.”

“Heh, you’ll be paying for something. And besides, I don’t think you want a cabbie to see what you’re going to be doing.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh, just thinking you’d like to keep your [i]Padded Needs[/i] away from other people.”

The impala stumbled, his hooves coming down the wrong way as he heard those words. He blushed hard, though not from the phrase itself. Or, at least, he didn’t think it was the phrase, but considering how much fuckery had gone on in his head lately, he could never be sure. 

As soon as he’d heard those words, he’d felt a clenching in his bladder, squeezing down hard enough that he’d almost felt something come squirting out down below. A hard clench had stopped it, keeping him from wetting himself, but it was a close thing. Closer than should have happened from walking around, for sure. 

He was just getting back to his hooves when Kaz patted him on the back. 

“Don’t worry. Your [i]Padded Needs[/i] are safe with me. Long as you pay the price.”

There it was again, but harder, if anything. He hissed, his legs crossing as he felt the pressure double in one short second. The need to let it all out was just hitting him harder than ever, and that was saying something, considering he’d once had to drive all the way across the country in a day-long trip without having to stop for a piss break. Even that didn’t compare to this. 

Legs wobbling as his thighs ground together, Teake slowly pulled himself upright. 

“I...I think I need to...head into one of the shops. Look for a restroom or something.”

“Oh, really? Looking for -”

“Mmmph! Don’t!”

“Don’t what? Talk about your certain ‘needs,’ Teake?”

He knew the sound of the skunk wanting something. It wasn’t the first time. He didn’t know how it worked, he didn’t know how Kaz kept managing to pull things like this on him, but he knew better than to fight it. Still clenching his legs together and holding tight to his bladder, he turned around. 

“What do you want?”

“Oh, nothing that you can’t give me in, say, that alley over there.”

The white skunk pointed off to the side, and his eyes followed the gesture without thinking. It wasn’t much, just a little side alley between a shop and an apartment. A dumpster blocked the way for the most part, though it could be shoved a little to make room...not much, though. 

[i]Oh geez, this is gonna get embarrassing…[/i]

“Of course, you could call for a cab right now, and hope you got home before you needed to indulge those [i]Padded Needs[/i] of yours.”

“Mmmph!” He felt the first little trickle. Not much, but a few droplets, enough to leave his underwear hot against his pussy after it came free. “You...bastard…”

“Oh, such strong language. Do I need to say it again?”

“...No…”

“Alright then. Come on.”

The skunk took him by the hand, leading him across the street and into the alley. Kaz pushed the dumpster out of the way, and nudged him deeper into the darker area. He did that quick enough, willingly enough. The last thing he needed was to be in public if the skunk said the words again. 

Then Kaz followed, and they were alone. As alone as they could get, anyway, with the windows of the apartment streaking up the side behind him, where anyone might look out at any time. Still, they’d have to look down, or so he told himself. Long as they didn’t do that…

“Alright, Teake. Time for you to work off a bit of your debt for the night.”

“What are you talking about, debt? You volunteered to do this.”

“Yes, and you were expensive.”

“But...but...you could have told me to stop!”

“And missed the chance for a blowjob? No way.”

[i]Blowjob...you’ve gotta be -[/i]

But no, the skunk wasn’t kidding in the slightest. The white-furred skunk pulled his pants down without the slightest hesitation, showing off his cock and letting it sway back and forth as he swished his hips from side to side. Teake blushed, trying not to look at it, but it was hard when the skunk had his hands on the back of his head and was almost helicoptering the damn thing. 

“You...you want me to…”

“Suck it like it’s the sweetest thing in the world, Teake. Come on, you know it’s not the first time that you’ve done it.”

“First time sober…”

“Well, we could make it the first time soaked, as well. Or, at least, soaked in [i]that.[/i]”

He blushed, and slowly went to his knees. If this was what it took to keep from having to piss himself, then he’d go with it. Better to have a little cum in his throat than his pants full of piss. 

Kaz welcomed him over, rubbing his head and guiding him down his shaft. The impala tried to ignore the slight musky smell in the air, and slowly brought his mouth down around the head. 

“Hehehe, that’s it. Be a good boy and start licking there.”

He would have glared if he didn’t have such a hair-trigger on his bladder at that moment. Everything in him just wanted to piss like a racehorse, splatter it all over the ground, get rid of the confounded pressure down there. If it wasn’t for the fact that he couldn’t squirm out of his pants while he was kneeling down, he would have done just that, just to get rid of the leverage that Kaz had over him. 

Pity that he hadn’t thought of that beforehand. 

Instead, he sucked, sucked along the head, pulled it into his throat, and swallowed. It was hard enough to keep it there, and he gagged several times, struggling to hold it in his neck before it popped back out, dragged over his tongue. 

Kaz didn’t help, either, alternating between just standing there and making him do the work with thrusting forward and slamming down his throat. Every time that the skunk did that, his balls pressing against the impala’s chin, it took everything that Teake had to avoid gagging, to avoid pulling back and spitting out the pre and everything else building up in his mouth. It was so big, so hard to handle. 

“Heh, that’s it. Just a bit more. Just a little bit more, and those ‘needs’ of yours never need to be known by anyone else.”

He hoped not, or this would be one humiliating trip back to the flat. He wanted to get this done, and so he pushed himself forward, pushing past his gag reflex to swallow hard around the cock in his throat, trying to make it get off faster, easier. The impala gagged anyway, his throat clenching down around the cock, but it seemed to make Kaz groan in pleasure, anyway. 

Back and forth, back and forth he went, dragging it into his mouth and then out of it again, pumping the base when he could and fondling the skunk’s balls when he didn’t have the space. He worked it hard, pulling it towards the edge until he could feel it dripping pre in his mouth almost constantly. 

“Mmmph...getting close...Heh...Should I say it, Teake?”

He couldn’t even shake his head. He tried to pull back, but Kaz grabbed him, shoving him down to the base again. All he could do was swallow, trying to keep his throat clear, trying to keep from gagging as that cock swelled and throbbed in the back of his throat. 

“Mmmph...all you gotta...gotta do...is tell me you don’t want me to say it, Teake. Just let me know...and I won’t…”

[i]Damn it! Let me go! Let me go![/i]

Despite all his struggles, he didn’t have the leverage, and he could feel the pressure with every reminder that the skunk might say the words again. He could feel how close he was to utterly soaking himself, how much it ached, how much that soft...weird...pleasure of stuff was making his clit twitch a bit. 

“Heh...guess you want...soaked pants after all, huh? All those [i]Padded Needs[/i] must have really build - mmmph!”

And it did it. As the skunk came down his throat, Teake was forced to pee, peeing through his underwear and into his pants. The impala’s cheeks turned bright red as he felt the heat spreading down his legs, running down to his knees, and puddling there as it just kept flowing. It was like he’d been chugging water all day and it had finally found a way to come out. 

More, more, more, until the insides of his pants were soaked and darkened, and the outer legs were just dry enough to give people the contrast to know he’d pissed himself. 

Kaz pulled his cock free, wiped it on his cheek, and winked. 

“You know, I think I’d be willing to call a cab now.”

[i]Ass…[/i] he thought, even if he couldn’t say it. 









[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]