I spent an afternoon shopping with a friend of mine, and she invited me to her place to try few things we bought. She lives on 4-th floor, and i usually dont take elevator when i visit her, but this time we had hands full of bags, so we got into elevator, along with 4 other people, 2 of them her neighbours from a flatt above. And the damn thing gets stuck between 3 and 4 floor... After some 10 mins one guy telephones to see whats the problem, and gets informed its some power issue, and that repairing team is on its way, but its gona take for about an hour-hour and a half for them to solve it. And after 10 more mins, i start to feel effects of 2 coffies and orange juice i drank in shopping mall... So, basically, i ended up in an broken elevator, with 5 other people ( 3 of them guys ), and with a rapidly filling bladder. At first i didnt panic, my need wasnt too bad, and i was confident of getting out of that damn elevator in next half hour. As 20 more mins pass in chit-chatting and waiting to get freed, and as i start to feel quite desperate, we get informed via elevator intercom that its something bigger than they expected, and that we would have to wait some more time... And that they dont know how long its gonna take exactly, but its not gonna be more than 2 HOURS ! Upon hearing that i get really panic-stricken, and admit to mine friend that i need to go pretty urgent. Next half hour we spent sitting in the corner of the elevator, me sitting on my heel, and her trying to calm me down a bit... Unsuccesfuly, as my need to pee gets more and more urgent, and i start to feel my bladder aching. Only good thing was that i had a skirt, so was able to sit on my heel and hold mysef discreetly, as i really didnt want others to notice im desperate. 20 more mins pass, others looking quite comfortable with situation, doing small talk and so... And me starting to feel REALLY-REALLY desperate, like never before, almost like im gonna burst. Sitting on my heel doesnt helps anymore, so i resort to holding between my legs as discreetly as posible, aplying direct presure on my pee-hole. I start to panic, knowing i wouldnt be able to last much longer, and plead with my friend to call and ask how long its gonna take to free us. As she consoles me, some guy from repair team speaks on intercom and tels us that they found what problem is, and that it will be solved in next 45 mins. I almost cry upon hearing this, knowing there is NO CHANCE i would be able to hold that long. Others notice mine discomfort and constant shifting, and, reluctantly, i have to admit my predicament. Although trying to console me and calm me down, i notice 2 of guys sneaking looks at me, and that makes me even more embarrassed. My friend sits next to me and tells me its gonna be ok and i would make it, but its no good, as my bladder throb and spasm constantly, and i feel like my pee-hole is burning. I try to concentrate and hold with all my will and power, hoping i would, by some miracle, be able to wait for next half hour or more.... No use, even pressing with my hand doesnt ease my need at all. My lower stomach starts to hurt from all the effort im making, i feel muscles in my crotch trembling, and i KNOW im gonna pee any minut... I tell my friend i cant take it any more... And ask her to stand in front of me, and to ask others to turn away... She looks shocked, and shakes her head, but i plead with her, telling her im about to wett myself, and literally feeling im starting to leak in my bikini panties. As she stands infront of me, telling others we are sorry about all this and asking them to turn away and face the door, i get up from sitting to crouching position, and immediately lose a jet of pent-up pee, soaking my panties... I try to pull them aside as quickly as posible, and to get my skirt away at same time.... And i partly succeed, starting to pee in full flow just as i move my skirt out of way. I wont lie if i say that releif i felt was something almost unreal... Others were facing in oposite direction, but, beside that enormous releif, i felt really mortified. Urine was splattering loud on elevator floor, and i just kept peeing, and peeing, and peeing, making an ENORMOUS puddle, and half-soaking my panties in proces... When i was done, i realised my shoes are all wett and splattered with pee, and that half of elevator is flooded... I went into corner, faced the wall, and cried softly, both of releif and humiliation at same time... Others mumbled some consoling words or kept quiet, and i just managed to get to my sences some 20 mins later, when elevator started moving suddenly. As soon as the door opened, my friend and i raced out and got to her apartment. I took one long shower, throw my panties into her trash can, and later got some consolation when trying those fancy things we bought at mall...