One of my first memories was humiliation

I finished my Freeze before the movie began. I promised Daddy I would be a good girl. I become increasingly desperate for the toilet.

I was so excited to go to the movies. I remember the drive there bouncing up and down with excitement. My little legs swinging in my car seat. I just finished potty training and I was wearing big girl panties for the second week. Daddy and I chatted on the way to the movies.

My giant freeze was gone before the advertisements were finished. I looked down at my empty cup and suddenly felt a rush of anxiety. I didn’t go potty before the movie. I tugged at Daddy’s arm and tried to get his attention but he quickly scolded me for the movie was starting. I gulped and tried to not think about my filling bladder.

5 min pass and I felt the sensation of needing to pee. I was still learning but I knew I wouldn’t make it to the end of the movie. My knees kept touching and my thighs squeezed helping me control my urge. My hand reached down and felt between my legs. My shorts felt wrinkled and bunched from me rocking and squeezing trying to control myself.

I tried to control my breathing, slowly and not to deep or else my bladder ached. My little muscles all holding on for the control.

It couldn’t have been more than 15 min into the movie when I felt the urge to pee hit me hard, like a wave burst against my damn and I felt a tiny drip… I crossed my little legs and tugged at my Daddy’s arm again. He looked over at me and noticed my quiet plea. My little hands between my legs and squeezing.

He was quick to react. He picked me up and I felt his hand wedge between my little legs. His firm callused fingers were firmly between my shorts, the fabric pressing hard against my hole. Then we were running. The bouncing was agony to my tiny bladder and I felt the eyes of everyone we passed. My face was beet red, but my shorts were still mostly dry.

We were almost to the bathroom when my poor little bladder couldn’t take it. I felt a tiny jet of piss leak out, my pink shorts soaked up the pee quickly. My Daddy’s fingers pushed even harder against my slit, probably in reaction to the sudden wet heat soaking through my shorts. It hurt but the flow stopped for just a moment, just long enough for me to squeeze and gain control.

We were in the toilet now, my shorts and panties pulled off with no hesitation by Daddy. I was squirming and wiggling desperate the whole time. He lifted my small body and helped me balance over the toilet, a waterfall of piss begin pouring out of me. I was so relieved, the feeling was so overwhelming. My muscles relaxed and my stomach began to uncramp. I felt myself shiver as the piss continued to fill the bowl below me, Daddy looking at me with concern. When I was finally finished we wiped up and he helped me back into my cloths. My damp panties stuck against my slit, the feeling making me tear up with embarrassment. My shorts had a damp dark spot right were Daddy’s hand was holding. I thought I was a big girl but my soaked panties were proof otherwise.

We got into the car and Daddy took us to his apartment. The drive was quiet and embarrassing.

“If Mommy finds out about this you will have to wear diapers again” Daddy said as we unpacked and got into the bathroom.

I undressed and get into the tub. The water is warm and eases some of my bad day off. My wet shorts and panties laying on the tile. I remember the stinging shame of today feeling humiliation all over again. My eyes stung with tears and shame. “I won’t tell Mommy if you can keep a secret too” Daddy says quickly, seeing my obvious destress.

I really didn’t want Mommy to know so I of course agreed with no hesitation. That’s when he took off his cloths too. This wasn’t the first time Daddy got naked I’m front of me but this was the first time his Thing looked so big.

“Do you know why boys have theses?” He asked, pointing to his cock. “It’s where we go pee from, and Daddy really needs to go potty. Is it okay if I go while you’re taking a bath? I don’t know if I can hold it.”

I nodded with a little hesitation. I never saw a boy pee so I was also a little curious. It was just pee, and the toilet and the bathtub shared rooms so it made sense to me.

That’s when he started stroking himself. I remember being fascinated with the tip of his penis looking so red and shiny. His foreskin sliding up over and over again as his fist pumped his shaft. I also remember his balls swinging and the noises he was making, low quiet moans as his hand continued to jerk. I was waiting for the pee, when I saw a little clear liquid come out. It looked so much different than my pee but boys were different than girls so again, I wasn’t too concerned. He wasn’t facing the toilet though and I thought that was odd. His breathing got quick and he started getting a little louder, grunting and looking strained. His hand looked like he was squeezing himself hard. I was a little confused because when I went pee it never hurt like that. I leaned over the tub a little to get a closer look when suddenly a bunch of white stuff came jetting out of the tip. He moaned and his hand and the side of the tub were sprayed with white stuff, some even got my my arm. He quickly cleaned it up with some paper towel and smiled at me, thanking me for letting him pee while I took a bath.

Daddy did more than this with me as the years went by but this was one of my more vivid and youngest memories.

Daddy and Mommy broke up before I was born but Daddy took me out once every other weekend to a park or movie. I adored daddy time but thinking back on some of my memories…

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