The stone door was closing fast, its heavy rock preventing further access into the temple. With only a few feet between it and the floor. Daring Do was racing towards the narrowing gap, running as fast as she could to fit through the quickly-closing hole, so she wouldn't be locked out from the rest of the tombs. She was only one yard away as the door was too, forcing her down into a slide. Her back skid against the cold, hard floor, her head clearing the gap, while the wide brim of her hat snagged onto the floor and left her head. Right before the corridor was sealed off completely, she reached back and pulled her hat back.

Safely on the other side, Daring Do stood up and put the hat back on her head. She unbuttoned her dark green vest and pulled it off, leaving her in a light blue tank top that neatly exposed her cleavage, and very short dark gray cargo shorts that barely extended past her firm rear. With the vest in hand, she turned it so the back was facing her so she could inspect the damage from her slide. Aside from more scratches and scuffs of dirt, it was fine, so she swept it off with her hand and put it back on, without buttoning it this time.

This was what she did. Daring Do was a treasure hunter, she professionally raided tombs and temples in search of what was locked inside. She got into the field with the expectations that her findings would be enough to support her, until she encountered resistance. Her adventures began clashing her against Ahuizotl and his henchmen, who wanted those same treasures for conquest. He was dangerous and resourceful, and while Daring could keep the upper hand, she wanted to minimize her presence to keep herself safe, and selling off the gold and gems would lead them right to her. She instead funded her expeditions by writing stories of her work passed off as fiction under an alias.

She reached for her belt, pulling a small flashlight off of it and pressing the switch to illuminate the immediate area. With the new brightness, she saw exactly what she had come to expect from these sorts of places; cold, foreboding cracked and broken stone that housed thick masses of webs. That also meant lots of insects of all types, dangerous or not. The sorts of things that would scare off a normal girl, but that wasn't Daring Do. She was an adventurer, the scares of a temple couldn't frighten her. She proceeded down the halls, deeper into the catacombs.

It was silent, the only sounds coming from her heavy boots echoing, seemingly booming in the absence of other distractions. This sort of prolonged sensory deprivation was known to drive ponies mad, but to seasoned explorers, it was second nature. This gave them the opportunity to clear their minds, to become one with the paths they were traversing, allowing a map to be made in their minds using nothing but keen observation of the surroundings.

That would be the case, if Daring didn't have other things she was thinking about. She shivered, these places were cold, sealed off from the sun or outside contact for hundreds if not thousands of years. Daring Do was not dressed appropriately for the temperature. Sure, her attire was fitting for the hot, wet jungles that surrounded her work sites, but inside was a different story. Not that she couldn't handle it, but it was hardly comfortable.

And at the forefront of that discomfort was a small, but still there, pressure below her stomach. It was a feeling she was completely familiar with, she had dealt with it all the time. She had to keep well-hydrated out in the jungle, but that had the side effect of filling her bladder quickly. Right now, it was only a minor inconvenience, one she could ignore for the time being, and it wasn't like she hadn't had practice with holding before. She had experience with keeping her bladder in check, she could handle it. It's not like she could turn back anyway.

As she ventured deeper, her focus on the task at hand increased, and she was able to keep her mind off the growing amount of urine inside her. She expertly avoided the traps, contorting her body in ways only seen in professional gymnasts to dodge arrows, spears, and patches of light that could cause acute combustion. She was exerting her body hard, forcing her to stop and catch her breath after a particularly tricky wall-run. She bent over, put her hands on her knees and started breathing heavy. She had no idea how long she had been working, but it was starting to take its toll.

Constant hydration, exercise, and the persistent cold trapped in an inconvenient spot were more than enough to get the explorer to produce a lot of pee, and making her know about her predicament. She subconsciously pushed her legs together to ease the pressure, but as she didn't put much effort into the hold, its effects were minimal. She was now at the point where she had to seriously start thinking about her bathroom situation.

Daring Do was an outdoorsy girl, she had no problem doing her business anywhere outside a conventional restroom. Answering nature's call while squatting behind a bush was never an obstacle for her, but her current dilemma was a little different. When she was on a job, she regarded the dungeons highly, with history and significance behind every block of stone that made up her surroundings. She regarded them with reverence and would never defile them. Taking a leak on the floor would fall very clearly inside that restricted area.

This wasn't the first time she had been in this situation, obviously. These same conditions were recreated almost every time she did this, and it usually ended in close calls. More often than not, she'd be rushing out the door as soon as her job was done to find relief. She had avoided a full-on accident to this point, but that didn't mean she didn't dampen her shorts almost every time. The threat came in when she didn't know how much longer she'd be inside, and therefore couldn't accommodate for that. She had no frame of reference without that time, but instinct was telling her that she had to go worse than she had before, considering the presumed little progress she had made already.

Even so, she had no choice but to more forwards. She was strong, she wouldn't bow to something like this. It may not be comfortable, but she could fight through it. She was here for a treasure, and she wasn't leaving without it. She was the one in control, her body would submit to her terms and last as long as she needed it to. She stood up straight in a rush of confidence...until another strong spasm from her complaining bladder forced her to bend over again, legs crossed, a hand now being pushed into her crotch to keep everything under control. She stayed in this pose for almost a minute before her body calmed down, allowing her to keep moving, significantly more careful this time.

An hour passed of walking, slowed by her hobbled walk, constant need to stop and regain a modicum of composure, and bypassing obstacles ground her to a near-halt. All in all, it probably would have taken around 20 minutes if she could work at her full capacity. She was in real pain now, her bladder an agonizing mass that demanded her full attention to keep under control. Her hands were now glued between her legs, as was her tail for the slight advantage it would provide, and moving them would surely spell disaster. She still technically had control, but it was close, and there was a small wet spot on her shorts from near-losses.

Still, she had succeeded in half her plan. Directly before her, standing on a pedestal, was the prize she had worked extra-hard to obtain. Clad in solid gold, it was the Alicorn Scepter, one end holding a bright red gem, and the other the image of a pony's head. Limping to its stand, she grabbed it with one hand she could spare, and when its removal didn't trigger another trap as she had come to expect, she breathed a sigh of relief. That turned out to be a mistake, relaxing too much was an invitation for her bladder to do what it wanted, and she had to concentrate again to prevent a complete loss. But her job was over half-done, all she had to do was leave. It would be the easier half, as she knew the way and the traps were triggered. She preferred not to think about how she would handle that wait.

“Well, Ms. Do, it looks like I've got you exactly where I want you.”

Daring Do turned around at the sound of her name, and the voice that said it. The sudden turn sent another shock through her, but she had no choice but to hide her pain from the one who called to her. Standing before her was a strange creature, blue in color, with gold jewelry and an extra hand on his tail. She stood up straight, refusing to show weakness to her arch rival. “A-Ahuizotl!”

She couldn't help the stammer, her body was reaching its limits. Ahuizotl did not fail to notice her concern. “Oh, is the great Daring Do having some sort of trouble? Perhaps the burden of that Alicorn Scepter is too much to bear? Well then, you've got nothing to fear, because I can take that away.” His tail reached out and grabbed the scepter right from her hands. He was expecting his foe to struggle as she did, but she didn't move as her treasure was taken from her. All she did was grunt in pain and fall to one knee.

Ahuizotl was disappointed, he loved the thrill of the fight. “Aw, what's the matter, Daring Do? You look like you're in pain. Now, I know that's not the Daring Do I know, so why don't you share your problems with your friend, Ahuizotl?”

Daring growled, but didn't move in fear of losing control. She absolutely could not have an accident in front of Ahuizotl, because that would absolutely result in her dignity being forcefully taken from her for as long as she continued to face him. All she could do was say, “Go to Tartarus, Ahuizotl.”

“Tsk tsk, no snappy comeback this time? Something really has happened to you, and it's making me sad. I think I owe it to you to fix this.” He looked over her closer, and realized she was subtly shaking, and he might have heard a soft whimper. He smiled deviously, “And I think I know what you need.” He menacingly approached her with all three of his hands outstretched.

Now, Daring Do was panicked. Ahuizotl would no doubt throw her into another deadly trap, and while she had escaped every single one, now was not a good time. She still had resolve, and wouldn't have an accident. The tradeoff was that it severely limited anything she could do, and mostly forced her into staying still. If her mind wasn't working with her two current problems, she would have questioned what her escape plan would be, even without Ahuizotl, considering her severe desperation.

Ahuizotl was still getting closer, a toothy grin growing. It was clear that he was going to enjoy this, which scared Daring. He reached behind himself and pulled out a strong rope, which he used to quickly tie Daring up with her arms behind her, ending up behind her in the blink of an eye. Having three hands had advantages. “Now, Ms. Do, the fun begins.” He laughed evilly, causing Daring to close her eyes in instinctual fear.

The absolute last thing she was expecting was one of those hands touching the front of her shorts, unbuttoning and unzipping them and letting the flap open. When she opened her eyes in shock, Ahuizotl was inches from her face. She screamed and wanted to push him away, but with her arms tied, all she accomplished was falling over backwards.

On her back, all she could do was look forward at her rival licking his lips as he moved in towards her shorts. He gently pulled the undone shorts down, and somehow smiled even harder. “Oh, does the famous Daring Do not like to wear panties?” Daring grimaced, she really didn't need him knowing that she had skipped out on underwear that day.

She didn't know what she should be doing now. The thought of Ahuizotl molesting her was scaring her, and she wanted to run. Her bladder was now a secondary concern, she needed to get out of here as fast as she could. If she could stand up without using her arms, she'd run out without her shorts. Nonetheless, she attempted to shift her weight, hoping to at least make it to her feet again. Her upper body starting rising into a sitting position, and from there, she'd be able to escape.

Ahuizotl wasn't going to let that happen. He forced her back down onto the floor, holding her down by her arms and leaning in close while his tail continued focusing on her nether regions. Daring started panting, both from worry and arousal she really didn't want to be dealing with. “W-what do you think you're doing, Ahuizotl?!”

“I have a unique skill, Daring Do, something you should have noticed by now. I have special eyes, I can see whatever you've been hiding. And right now, you're telling me that you're feeling a little bit lonely, that you need any kind of a man to please you. All these hands aren't just for show.” His eyebrows bounced and he winked, his tail going between her legs.

“What are you doing, you pervert?!” She yelled at him almost immediately, after he had only brushed her privates. This was it, she was trapped with this creep of a villian, who was going to do terrible things to her while she couldn't fight back. This was also ignoring that she was now bursting to pee, and it was inevitable that she would lose it here.

But, even with all of that...she was somehow enjoying this moment. Ahuizotl had a point, with her strenuous work and secret identity, she hadn't been able to have a stallion to pleasure her or show her comfort. She hadn't felt the loving “embrace” of a man for years, and it had left her neglected. Sure, she'd take care of herself when she had the time, but there wasn't a comparison, having someone else was much better. She didn't want to be accepting this, but her primal side was fine with it for scratching an itch she needed pretty badly. She moaned and stopped resisting, it was just feeling too good now.

Ahuizotl's fingers were going everywhere right, almost instantly putting Daring Do on the verge of an orgasm, a combination of his innate skill and how long it had been since she had felt something like this. She was really getting into it, moaning and thrusting in a rhythm as Ahuizotl placed his fingers inside her, as far as they would go. Daring closed her eyes as her climax neared, and she let out a shout to indicate her extreme pleasure.

Daring's feminine juices squirted out of her marehood, coating Ahuizotl's hand in sticky release. He pulled away and shook his hand to clear off the mess, and once the majority was gone, he dusted all three of his hands together as a symbol of victory. He sighed while his partner panted as they both reveled in the afterglow.

Almost a full minute later, Daring suddenly remembered what her very serious situation was before Ahuizotl showed up, when her bladder did not hesitate to remind her very strongly. She suddenly felt a sharp stabbing below her stomach, and with her hands still restrained, the only thing she could do was cross her legs while she was still lying on the ground, which she promptly did and shifted her weight from side to side in an attempt to fight off the pain. She knew it was hopeless, she was absolutely bursting now and honestly didn't even want to hold it in anymore.

Ahuizotl looked back at the mare he had just taken care of, and noticed that she was still struggling. “Oh, does Ms. Do have something else that she needs to take care of. I can take care of that one too.” He reached out with his hands again, towards her still-covered chest, and...began tickling her fiercely.

That was the final breach for her, Daring's bladder completely lost it. The stream started off powerful and splashed all over the insides of her legs, creating an impressively loud hissing noise that started to include a light dribble from the droplets that ran off her legs into the growing puddle below. It was warming her thighs, the hot liquid coarsing through her soft coat, blending in with her natural golden color.

Ahuizotl leant back and smiled. “Aw, did the little treasure hunter need to go potty,” he asked in a mocking tone. “You're just full of surprises today, aren't you?”

Daring ignored him, lost in the pleasure of her release. She had been holding on for way too long, and letting that out was one of the best feelings she had felt in a long time. It was pain, flowing out of her, leaving waves of pleasure in its wake. Her eyes closed again as her face broke out in a blush, and she began moaning again. The pitter-patter of her urine only grew louder as she got more comfortable, letting any semblance of modesty fall apart before her, while Ahuizotl could do nothing but watch.

Minutes later, her waterfall finally ran dry, and she was left panting in a puddle of her own accident. It was a very large puddle, expanded past her knees and up her back the distance of her breasts, soaking her fur, tail, and vest, which was wet enough to begin dampening the tank top too. A sigh of relief followed, but even though she could very clearly tell she was done, there was still a very strong, lingering feeling, growing stronger in her nether regions.

Ahuizotl had gotten mildly bored, and he was now leaning upright against one of the walls, watching Daring only casually. Not to say he wasn't enjoying it, but with her legs in the crossed position, he wasn't getting much of a show out of it. That changed when he heard her make another sound, a moan crossed with a sharp cooing, as her breathing grew shallower, and she groaned. Her legs opened up, giving him a clear view of her privates winking, after which they clenched shut and another spurt of climax shot out.

Ahuizotl stood up again and approached Daring again, getting close once more. He lifted her upper body into a sitting position with ease, where he wrapped his arms around her back and untie her restraints. “Aw, you managed to orgasm even without me? Do you have any idea how that makes me feel? I feel like I'm wasted here, I'm unneeded. If that's how you honestly feel, I'll leave.” He faked a single tear and a sniffle, standing and turning towards the door.

Therefore, he was unable to see Daring positively leap from her position and grab him hard, forcing him still. She pulled one of his arms, enough to spin him towards her again. “Listen, what just happened, that's all just between us. It stays in this temple, neither of us mention it ever again, and for all intents and purposes, it never happened. Are we agreed?”

He shrugged. “If you're that concerned about your image, I could let it slide. But I can't be paid off that easily, you should know that by now. Not even this Alicorn Scepter would be a big enough bribe for something as big as this.”

Daring's mouth curved into a smile on one side, as she reached her arms to the undone buttons on her vest, pulling the sides apart past her arms, and flinging the garment to the ground. “That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say. I don't care who you are and what you've done to me at this point, the only thing that matters is that you've got a cock, I can see it right now, it's big, and I want it bad. So, you're going to do whatever I demand until I'm satisfied.” She pressed her face directly against his, intimidating but not considering what she was asking.

In the blink of an eye, Ahuizotl's hands went straight for her waist, pulling her tank top over her head and onto the floor, revealing that she had also ignored underwear on the upper half. Now completely naked, Daring dropped to her knees, a small shot of pain hitting her as they hit the hard stone. Lowered, she took Ahuizotl's very impressive penis into her hand, barely able to wrap her fingers around it. Not one to back down from something because it was hard, which it was, or challenging, she opened her mouth and slid it in, her tongue stroking its bottom as her head bobbed back and forth.

It had been a strange and very arousing experience the past 10 minutes.

Author's Note

I hate it when the only story I can write for is the one I shouldn't be writing for.