Janet was not felicitous, in fact she was absolutely furious.

She really needed to work on her sales agreement sales pitch to the Japanese buyers she was due to come across on Monday morning, but instead she was in the back of a President Abraham Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a emphasis management clinic she had been ordered to take care by the company doctor.

Her laptop barrage fire was dying as she tried to get her demonstration completed as the road snaked through pine wood and up into the mountains

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to wear a impertinent cream cap with blouse and flared ointment trousers rather than a skirt as the road climbed high into to cool sight air

Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to greet her. The building stood on a mountainside among young pine trees. The number one wood dropped her at receipt and carried her luggage to the desk for her then hovered expecting a tip,"That will be all,"she snapped dismissively.

The reception area had a few chairwoman, the reception desk and a Coffee Machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a simple"spinal column in two minute of arc sign."

There were phone of masses working but no one came,"Hi there, is any body habitation ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop. She started working again.

She had a coffee berry. Did some more work.

"Hey where the hell is everyone,"she shouted.

No reply.

She looked for the mansion to the bathroom, but there was nothing obvious.

"Hey where is everyone, you got a bathroom around here ?"she shouted.

She went to reckon for the lavatory but found the automatic exit doors remained firmy shut. The door marked"Staff only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the lift to the amphetamine floor heart-to-heart and closed with unruffled hiss the lift itself refused to move.

Janet was becoming anxious, the need to pee was starting to trench on her ability to work on. She needed to pee. She looked around once more and decided there was only one option.

She stepped into the elevator pressed the door tightlipped button and pulled her trouser and panties to her human knee. She gripped the support rail firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was brilliant as the favourable liquidity slowly ranch across the round off floor.

The land moved. Janet realised the elevator was moving. desperately she tried to rive her panty up but she couldn't halt peeing.

The elevator stopped. The door opened and there waiting was a livid coat doctor and his female person assistant.

"What on earth !"he declared,"What are you doing ?"he asked unnecessarily as pee still dribbled through Janet 's soaking panties.

"Couldn't find the toilet,"Janet explained lamely.

"Really ?"he enquired,"Is this a stress relief affected role Miss Inigo Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does appear to be severely disturbed."

"I will let to double check doctor, my notes say stress, but there may be a mistake,"young lady Jones agreed.

"Well better safe than sorry, can we get a pass crown and a set of restraints on her please,"he ordered,"And send for the janitor."

Miss Robert Tyre Jones punched the Janitor's identification number into her cell phone,"Mr Selhurst, lift shaft two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

"No,"Janet protested, as fille John Luther Jones spoke,"Its just the de stress."

Miss Robert Tyre Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left carpus and slipped a tie wrapper around it. Before Janet could react she had slipped another tie linked in a anatomy eight around Janet ‘ s right wrist and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safe side,"Miss Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as Miss Bobby Jones firmly removed Janet from the elevator and made her stand in the corridor..

"You might as well,"the doc laughed,"We will need the janitor to clean the pot up so delight piss away."

"That's not comical,"Janet whined,"Help me tear my pants up !"

"Help her miss Jones,"the doctor suggested,"Cut them off they are ruined anyway."

"I will hold off for the Janitor,"fille Jones suggested,"here he comes."

The older overweight darkness skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in hand with a tool bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the wisecracks Mr Selhurst if you please,"Miss Jones insisted,"The patient had an accident."

"Please, my pants, he can see everything !"Janet pleaded.

"Cut them off old lad, splash a bit of piss about if you please,"the doctor ordered.

Janet stared. A long curved knife appeared from the janitor's bag and slipped down inside the girdle of Janet's scanty. With a abbreviated tug her panties were severed at both face and fluttered uselessly onto her longsighted white trousers.

"Oh no !"Janet protested but already the tip of the blade was slipping inside her trouser legs, cutting down the outside of her leg, once cut through he started on the other leg and then draged the hale soppy mess of Edward D. White pant aside leaving her in just black stockings held by her dark suspender belt.

A moment later her suspender were cut through and her stockings slid down her legs.

"Kick your shoes off dear,"miss Jones ordered.

"No !"Janet protested.

"Now don't be silly, you don't want piss soaked stockings round your feet do you ?"the Doctor suggested.

The janitor helped Janet kick her shoes and stockings off.

She stood naked below the shank staring in horror at the Janitor as he ogled her.

He took his mop, dunked it in the bucket and started to wash Janet's inner thigh and hairy bush.

"Enough, lets get you dry,"Miss Bobby Jones suggested,"Down the corridor."

"But I'm naked, someone will see !"Janet protested.

"You're not exactly naked, that haired bush does a good job of hiding your pussy and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"young woman Inigo Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the pool of piddle in the elevator."You finished pissing or do you want to do some more ?"he enquired.

"I still need the bathroom,"Janet admitted.

"Then piss here while I'm around,"the Janitor suggested,"I don't want to have to espouse you round all day."

"No, where is the bathroom ?"Janet asked again.

"Just peeing here we don't have all day,"Miss Inigo Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested,"Not with men watching !"

"Oh very well,"the doctor agreed"Mr Selhurst, we need to give the patient some space,"and they walked away together.

"So piss, relieve that aching badder, you know you want to,"girl John Paul Jones urged.

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll service you darling,"missy Mother Jones offered and she put her left arm round Janet's waistline and gently felt for Janet's pee mess with her right hand hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the itch was too strong and she bent her knees slightly and a solid jet of peeing erupted. The relief was overwhelming, almost orgasmic.

"punter ?"young woman Jones asked,"Its nice just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

Janet heard pee run, young woman Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."wellspring the janitor will have to clean up anyway,"she explained.

"You're not wearing panties ?"Janet enquired anxiously.

"Of course not,"Miss Mother Jones replied,"They just get in the way."

girl Jones took Janet's arm and led her down the corridor again,"Where are we going ?"Janet asked.

"To get you cleaned up and dressed or course, you can't pass around like that can you ?"she replied.

Four doors further down the corridor and Miss Jones opened the doorway into a consulting way. pridefulness of place was a big aggrandise pregnancy chairwoman with leather restraints and fundament eternal rest which swung wide.

A leather flavour couch and well-heeled chair were to one side of meat and single-foot of clothing to the early. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easy chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like synthetic rubber."sizing six ?"the doctor suggested as he took a twain fashionable opprobrious high gear heeled shoes."backwash her understructure delight Miss Jones."

"You seriously have to be joking,"missy Jones protested but the doctor waved away her protests with a swish of his hand..

"tone untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but miss Jones went to fetch a bowl of warm water system from the unit at the position of the room. She pulled on a pair of white latex glove

"Just loosen Janet, your fellowship is paying a lot of money for your treatment,"the doctor explained,"You need to slacken, de emphasis, let matter chance and near of all enjoy it."

Miss Jones carefully cleaned Janet's feet carefully wiping them dry before slipping the black shoes onto her feet. She secured the straps and to Janet's surprise locked the strap in position with diminutive pad locks.

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your horseshoe do we ?"Miss Bobby Jones explained,"How does that feel ?"

"Weird,"Janet admitted,"Can I get dressed please ?"

"Oh no, not yet, dress cause tenseness, you worry about getting them dirty or displume, or pissing your pants,"young woman Jones explained,"You don't need that stress do you ?"

Janet did not see the medico and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful trouser lawsuit,"Miss Inigo Jones observed,"So difficult to match, such a disgrace to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

"Shall I cut it off then,"The Janitor offered.

"Yes Mr Selhurst, but be careful"The Doctor agreed,"Keep very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor sharp knife and started to ease it inside the collar of her jacket. The material parted as he forced it downwards through her shirt and jacket until he reached her bra straps. He eased it away and continued to cut the jacket and shirt until the two one-half swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with fearfulness as the knife point eased beside her neck as the framework parted. One more cut and he was able to tug the ruined cap and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and brace belt.

A single cut and her suspender rap fluttered to the ground.

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honours please girl Jones,"the Doctor requested.

Miss Jones carefully cupped Janet's breasts and the Janitor cut the straps over her arm and then sliced through the shoulder strap near the catch leaving the weight of her breast in Miss John Paul Jones hands.

"There that's nicer isn't it, study the weight unit off your shoulders,"the Doctor observed,"cover girl bag, we'll soon have you lactating."

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de stress Doctor,"Miss Daniel Jones reminded him.

"Oh such a shame, are you sure ?"he asked.

"Yes, de stress,"miss Jones confirmed.

"Good so you can hold a balance now,"the Doctor advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't stress,"girl Mother Jones advised,"We have a lovely corset for you and a lovely yellow dress."

Miss Jones had a ***********ion of girdle in a standoff beside the death chair. She tried three before she found one which she felt accommodate Janet and swiftly wrapped it around her.

Janet was released from the chair and made to brook as Miss Jones pulled the lacing tight on the corset.

"How does that feel ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Too besotted,"Janet complained.

"Don't be silly,"Miss Jones chided.

"My boobies are all awkward,"Janet complained.

"They are lovely all pushed out like that,"The Doctor advised,"So suction -able, are you indisputable you don't want suckling therapy ?"

"No, Its too tight I need to pee,"Janet complained.

"I know, just defend on a bit longer,"Miss Jones advised.

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a moment, just sit down a instant,"Miss Jones indicated a padded behind on a shape rather like a go cart which the Janitor had taken from a stock cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"Miss Jones ordered.

With young lady Jones guiding her Janet reluctantly did as she asked.

"Right bedcover you legs,"miss Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a melt off bar between two vertical on the frame she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

"I can't not with everyone watching,"Janet whined but Miss Jones gently applied insistence to Janet 's belly and stroked her pee fix gently Janet started to pee.

The chickenhearted liquid arched gracefully up towards the bar missing it by inches.

"That is very well for a beginner,"young lady Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll show you how its done."

Janet stood up awkwardly as her handwriting were still bound behind her and she moved aside so girl Bobby Jones could drop down down.

miss Jones raised her skirt, she wore zero below it and with her brow and jaw set in business firm compactness and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A upstanding jet of pee leapt from her pee hollow and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my dear is how one does it."Miss Bobby Jones observed.

"My subdivision trauma,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some soft cuffs delight Mr Selhurst,"Miss Jones requested.

He brought easy garden pink leather cuffs. He fastened them round Janet's wrist before cutting the tie wraps and then he fastened Janet 's articulatio radiocarpea to her upper thighs.

"Er I meant release me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"Miss Jones explained,"Withn your hands free you will be on the telephone or computer or reading Koran, no you need to relax, to chill."

"So some clothes ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a sensationalistic latex wearing apparel. It had a oral sex hole but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head trapping her arms even more firmly.

"Oh great !"Janet observed as she realised it only just came below her waist leaving her sex in full view.

"Yes its a pin-up colour but its squashing your lovely tits,"Miss John Paul Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his knife in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the peak through the taut latex and started to cut. he made respective careful cutting and finally finished off to exit a corking circular hole through which Janet's left breast protruded. Then when he was quenched he did the Same the other side.

"There isn't that beautiful !"Miss Jones asked.

Janet observed herself in a mirror,"I look like a paraplegic cyprian,"she observed.

"Yes you do,"Miss Daniel Jones agreed,"Do you like it ?"

"No !"Janet replied forcefully.

"Janet, no be honest, have you thought about work since you came here ?"The Doctor of the Church asked.

"No, No I haven't."Janet agreed.

"So what are you thinking about ?"he asked.

"You ogling me,"Janet suggested.

"Do you enquire why you have not been raped yet ?"he asked.

"What ?"Janet replied.

"You are defenceless against us are you not ?"he asked.

"Oh god, are you going to ?"she asked.

"Yes,"he said,"So don't worry, it will pass off, you signed the consent form before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you favor a sexual abstention belt ?"he asked"You will need license to pee but only masses with a key will be able to make out you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

The Janitor fetched a leather garment, Janet was surprised and somewhat horrified to see a dildo, a behind male plug and some former strange aparatus attached to it.

"Seriously ?"she asked,"You seriously think I'm wearing that ?"

"Your choice, a nice dildo and cigarette plug or lots of fat rooster up all your kettle of fish ?"Miss Casey Jones suggested.

"Oh for gods sake !"Janet sighed."So how exactly do you wait to jostle those inside me ?"

"Like this,"young lady Daniel Jones explained and she bent down to require Janet's left mammilla in her mouth.

Janet shuddered. The Janitor reached for Janet's right bosom and began to knead it. The Dr. stroked her hair.

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could resist and within what seemed wish seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's pussycat lips. She was helpless to balk as it slid within her.

"One down two to go, Ma'am,"the Janitor laughed as he pressed the dildo firmly inside her.

They turned Janet around and made her bend from the waist. The Janitor placed a lose weight tapered nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A tube led from the nozzle to a minuscule black box. He pressed sown on the box with his ft. Lube oozed from the snout. It felt cold-blooded and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back passage. He pushed the nozzle further into Janet's ass and kept pumping lube inside her.

It pressed against the dildo in her vagina through the rampart of her transit, she wanted to bring with her clit as the mavin raced through her, but with her weapon system bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the nozzle was removed and almost immediately the much larger cigarette fire hydrant was pressed firmly into her freshly lubricate anus in its place.

A firm push from the Janitor's knee against it and it was firmly embedded right up to its outer rim stretching her almost beyond reason.

"One more,"Miss Jones laughed. The sat her in the birthing death chair, changed the nozzle on the heart to a smaller one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in sum up impact. She had enjoyed dildos and a seat plug as much as any other Loretta Young woman but never at the same metre and certainly no one had ever placed anything in her pee hole.

"Oh no,"Janet sighed. She didn't want to cum, but she couldn't assistant it. She cried out in despair as the lube coursed up her pee maw and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a simple-minded tubing was alleviated inside her. A shortly tube passing through a small rubberised unit like a modest mobile phone before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and missy John Paul Jones and the Janitor secured the swath to hold the plugs and underground in place.

"How does that feel ?"Miss Jones asked.

"Very full,"Janet replied,"So what now, whipping, drowning ?"she asked,"Pit full of vipers ? why not just vote out me now ?"

"Kill you,"Miss Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to hurt you, we just want you to chill, relax, not worry."

"But first you need to drink in so we can condition the apparatus,"the doctor suggested,"Bring some mineral water system would you Mr Selhurst please ?"

He brought a two litre feeding bottle of urine and held it for Janet to drink. She drank maybe half a pint,"That's enough give thanks you."

"Oh no, you need to drink plenty, continue delight Mr Selhurst,"the MD ordered.

He continued to tip mineral urine into Janet's rima oris. She spilled nearly of it but he just changed nursing bottle and kept dripping water into Janet's mouth so she had to swallow or drown..

"pauperism to pee !"Janet protested.

"Say may I pee please,"Miss John Luther Jones ordered.

"I'm going to pee !"Janet warned. But she couldn't."I can't pee !"she wailed.

"Of course you can,"fille Jones explained,"But as you keep peeing on the floor I am controlling when you pee with the catheter."

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

young lady John Paul Jones had a mastery pad like a Mobile River phone. She punched in an didactics. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

"Oh,"Janet exclaimed, then the butt plug started to hum. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote dominance vibrators which person else controlled.

"Forget about peeing,"Miss Mother Jones suggested,"Just take a walk."

Janet barely noticed Miss Jones slip a dog collar and tierce around Janet's neck. Her brain was overloaded with sensations.

young woman Casey Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's oral cavity, it held her tongue down temporarily silencing her but she didn't tending. All she could conceive of was the buzzing vibrating plugs in her ass and pussy as the trembling went into and out of phase.

She wanted to pee and wanted to cum but there was no way to pee or rub her button to climax.

The Janitor helped Janet to her infantry. She wobbled uncertainly on her high dog as Miss Jones. She should have felt humiliated as she stood with her breasts protruding from the latex frock as they were thrust up by the corset but she didn't care.

"I'll proceeds you down where you can pee,"Miss Daniel Jones promised as he guided Janet from the room and into the elevator. The Janitor followed.

It whooshed down three floors.

A group of Japanese businessmen were waiting. Janet stared. She was essentially raw and incapacitated yet all she wanted was to cum and to pee, not necessarily in that order.

miss Jones apologised to them"So no-count for the postponement valet de chambre, but Janet is now ready with a full moon bladder so please enjoy your walk."

Miss Jones handed the tercet to one Nipponese gentleman. He bowed. young lady Jones curtsied, and he turned to his friends and together they led Janet from the construction. They walked slowly across the decorative lawns and into a wooded area. Every tone was sweetly torturing for Janet. She saw some other girls in the gardens. Some nude from the waist down, others wore chastity belts like hers. One lady friend was even sweeping a path with her arms bound firmly behind her by using a heather thrust up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and prat plug drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the buns quid up to full speed, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to full stop number. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to give the pee valve.

The easing was unimaginable. Better than any orgasm Janet had ever known, but suddenly the valve snapped shut. Janet glowered angrily.

"Drink then we let you pee again."the man ordered. Janet looked baffled then she saw a small pool fed from a waterfall.

She shook her promontory. A Japanese man slapped her buttocks. Another threatened to slap her typeface so she knelt down very carefully and tried to drink.

She lost balance and tipped forward helplessly into the urine, She was drowning. The cold water thrilled her erect pap, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the same time. Her judgment exploded and everything went dark.

girl John Paul Jones was giving Janet mouth to speak when Janet came round. They had laid her on a bench. A Japanese valet de chambre had his hand in her chastity knock and was rubbing her clit. Two Thomas More smartly dressed gentlemen were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but Miss Jones continued to breathe into her, flicking her spit around inside Janet's oral fissure."Welcome back my favourite you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your seance gentlemen,"miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to rejoin to the building, take a girl for a buck private session perhaps ?"she suggested,"modification your trousers perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the tell tale moistness in the crotch domain which showed they had all cum in their pants.

"Thank you,"they agreed and each bowed to young woman Jones before walking away towards the principal building.

She watched them go. missy Casey Jones undid the bit in Janet's mouth."Oh my nobleman !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you feel ?"fille Jones asked.

"Oh god, shattered, no more please !"Janet pleaded.

"What do you want ?"Miss Robert Tyre Jones asked.

"eternal rest,"Janet explained,"I need to sleep."

"You haven't slept properly for workweek have you Janet ?"Miss Daniel Jones challenged,"Your mind filled with headache about work ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed sales event executive director stressed beyond reason worrying about employment,"Miss Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy piss whore who needs to sleep."

"Ok, just let me sleep,"Janet replied.

"But you haven't even been fucked yet,"girl Jones chided,"Would you like to lick my cunt ?"

"Er no, I'm not gay,"Janet insisted.

"But two hours ago you didn't know you enjoyed pissing did you ?"Miss Inigo Jones explained,"I think you need a trivial drink."

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is more than one way to fill a bladder,"Miss Jones explained.

"What do you mean ?"Janet asked, but she saw the Janitor holding a hose."Oh my lord."

"Ha ha, I see you understand,"Miss Jones laughed.

She guided Janet towards the hose reel. The Janitor quickly attached it to the pee tube protruding from Janet's chastity belt and turned the tap on.

Shocking cold pee cascaded into Janet's vesica shocking her immensely. Her belly visibly swelled. He removed the tube and with the valve unfold the liquid spilled and splashed on the ground.

"DOE that feel right ? |"young lady Mother Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

"Of course it did,"Miss John Paul Jones declared,"Once again if you please Mr Selhurst."

This time Miss Inigo Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her chest against her chest of drawers and kissed Janet on the sass as her belly filled. Exquisite painful sensation coursed through her mind. No buzzing dildos or plug away just the sweet pain of a swollen constricted bladder and the love of a char holding and kissing her.

"I need to pee,"Janet pleaded.

"I need my pussy licked but you won't lick it, so why should I let you pee ?"young woman Inigo Jones observed.

"Ok, Ok I'll do it."Janet agreed. She sank to her knees and ducked her head under Miss Mary Harris Jones skirt.

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something strong splashed her Chin and her breasts. missy Robert Tyre Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't upkeep she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in ecstasy as her own piss flowed.

Janet eased her tongue between Miss Mother Jones cunt lips,"You can break now,"Miss Jones suggested.

"Mmmmm,"she replied and kept licking and nibbling.

"Janet,"Miss Mother Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way missy Jones was responding, she loved the way young woman Jones slit was becoming moist, she wanted to be in restraint and make Miss Jones cum.

"suction me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .