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

She really needed to puzzle out on her sales agreement rake to the Japanese purchaser she was due to meet on Monday dawn, but instead she was in the back of a Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a emphasize management clinic she had been ordered to hang by the fellowship physician.

Her laptop battery was dying as she tried to get her presentation completed as the road snaked through pine tree wood and up into the flock

Janet was pleased that she had chosen to endure a smart ointment jacket with blouse and flared cream pant rather than a bird as the road climbed mellow into to cool deal air

Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to greet her. The construction stood on a mountainside among young pine tree Tree. The driver dropped her at reception 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 chairs, the reception desk and a chocolate Machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a simpleton"Back in two moment sign."

There were sound of people working but no one came,"Hi there, is any body rest home ?"she demanded.

She opened her laptop computer. She started working again.

She had a coffee. Did some more work.

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

No reply.

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

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

She went to expect for the bathroom but found the automatic exit doors remained firmy shut. The door marked"faculty only"also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the elevator to the speed base open and closed with calm down hiss the elevator itself refused to move.

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

She stepped into the elevator pressed the threshold close button and pulled her trousers and panties to her stifle. She gripped the support rails firmly, squatted down and began to pee. The releif was resplendent as the lucky liquidness slowly spread across the svelte floor.

The earth moved. Janet realised the elevator was moving. desperately she tried to pull her panties up but she couldn't arrest peeing.

The elevator stopped. The room access opened and there waiting was a white coated doctor and his female assistant.

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

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

"Really ?"he enquired,"Is this a stress relief patient young woman Jones ?"he asked,"Only she does seem to be severely disturbed."

"I will have to double check medico, my notes say stress, but there may be a mistake,"misfire Jones agreed.

"wellspring better safe than sorry, can we get a strait jacket and a set of restraint on her please,"he ordered,"And send for the janitor."

girl Jones punched the Janitor's number into her electric cell headphone,"Mr Selhurst, lift tool two, level two if you please, mop and pail."

"No,"Janet protested, as miss Jones spoke,"Its just the de stress."

young woman Jones stepped forward and grasped Janet ‘ s left wrist and slipped a tie wrap around it. Before Janet could respond she had slipped another tie linked in a bod eight around Janet ‘ s right radiocarpal joint and pulled them tight behind her back,"Just to on the safety face,"missy Jones explained.

"Let me go !"Janet protested as Miss Mother Jones firmly removed Janet from the lift and made her bandstand in the corridor..

"You might as well,"the doctor laughed,"We will demand the janitor to clean house the mess up so delight wee-wee away."

"That's not good story,"Janet whined,"Help me pull my pants up !"

"assistance her missy Robert Tyre Jones,"the Doctor suggested,"Cut them off they are ruined anyway."

"I will wait for the Janitor,"Miss Jones suggested,"here he comes."

The elderly stoutness dark skinned slob waddled down the corridor mop and pail in hand with a dick bag slung over his shoulder.

"What's up doc ?"he queried.

"Less of the crack Mr Selhurst if you please,"young lady Jones insisted,"The patient had an accident."

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

"Cut them off old fellow, splash a bit of water about if you please,"the medico ordered.

Janet stared. A long curved knife appeared from the janitor's bag and slipped down inside the waistband of Janet's panties. With a abbreviated tug her panties were severed at both incline and fluttered uselessly onto her long E. B. White trousers.

"Oh no !"Janet protested but already the tip of the blade was slipping inside her trouser wooden leg, cutting down the exterior of her leg, once cut through he started on the other leg and then draged the whole sodden mess of Theodore Harold White trouser aside leaving her in just black stockings held by her calamitous suspender belt.

A here and now later her brace were cut through and her stockings slid down her legs.

"kick your horseshoe off beloved,"girl 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 recoil her shoes and stockings off.

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

He took his mop, dunked it in the bucket and started to lave Janet's inner thighs and hirsute bush.

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

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

"You're not exactly naked, that hairy George Herbert Walker Bush does a dependable job of hiding your pussy and we haven't seen your tits at all yet,"Miss Jones insisted.

The Janitor was busy mopping up the pool of piss 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 stimulate to follow you round all day."

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

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

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

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

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

"I can't,"Janet protested.

"I'll avail you darling,"Miss John Luther Jones offered and she put her left arm round Janet's waistline and gently felt for Janet's pee hollow with her right wing hand.

"Nooo,"Janet protested but the urge was too secure and she bent her knees slightly and a solid jet of piss erupted. The moderation was drown, almost orgasmic.

"Better ?"Miss Casey Jones asked,"Its nice just to let it go isn't it darling ?"she whispered.

Janet heard water running, Miss John Luther Jones smiled and Janet realised she too was relieving herself."well the janitor will have to strip up anyway,"she explained.

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

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

misfire 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 form, you can't manner of walking around like that can you ?"she replied.

four doors further down the corridor and misfire Inigo Jones opened the door into a consulting room. pride of seat was a big cushioned gestation chair with leather simplicity and foot respite which swung wide.

A leather look lounge and easy professorship were to one side and rack of vesture to the other. The Doctor waited,"Please sit,"he suggested indicating the easygoing chair.

Janet sat. The leather felt clammy, almost like rubber."Size six ?"the MD suggested as he took a couple stylish pitch-dark senior high school heeled brake shoe."Wash her feet please fille Jones."

"You seriously have to be joking,"miss Mary Harris Jones protested but the doctor waved away her dissent with a swish of his hand..

"facial expression untie me and I'll do it myself, '' Janet offered but young lady Jones went to get a bowl of warmly water from the unit at the side of meat of the room. She pulled on a duet of Andrew Dickson White latex glove

"Just relax Janet, your companionship is paying a lot of money for your treatment,"the doc explained,"You need to unwind, de tension, let things bump and most of all enjoy it."

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

"What are you doing ?"Janet demanded.

"Oh we don't want you losing your skid do we ?"Miss Jones explained,"How does that sense ?"

"Wyrd,"Janet admitted,"Can I get dressed delight ?"

"Oh no, not yet, clothes cause tenseness, you worry about getting them dirty or torn, or pissing your pants,"Miss Jones explained,"You don't need that strain do you ?"

Janet did not see the Doctor and Janitor return.

"Such a shame you wore that beautiful trouser cause,"Miss Mother Jones observed,"So difficult to play off, such a disgrace to cut it off."

"Yes,"Janet observed.

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

"Yes Mr Selhurst, but be thrifty"The Dr. agreed,"Keep very still dear."

The Janitor took his razor sharp knife and started to ease it inside the choker of her crownwork. The fabric 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 half swung from her shoulders.

Next he gently cut up the outside of her sleeves.

Janet shook with fear as the knife point eased beside her neck opening as the framework parted. One Thomas More cut and he was capable to tug the deflower jacket crown and shirt away leaving her wearing only her bra and suspender belt.

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

"Oh please no !"Janet pleaded.

"Do the honor please fille Jones,"the Doctor requested.

Miss Bobby Jones carefully cupped Janet's breasts and the Janitor cut the straps over her arms and then sliced through the strap near the catch leaving the weight unit of her chest in Miss Jones hands.

"There that's nicer isn't it, take the weight off your shoulders,"the Dr. observed,"pin-up udders, we'll soon have you lactating."

"What ?"Janet protested.

"Ah she is in for de accent medico,"young woman Jones reminded him.

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

"Yes, de tenseness,"Miss Jones confirmed.

"trade good so you can ingest a residue now,"the Dr. advised.

"But I'm naked !"Janet complained.

"Don't emphasis,"Miss Jones advised,"We have a endearing girdle for you and a lovely xanthous dress."

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

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

"How does that feel ?"girl Jones asked.

"Too mean,"Janet complained.

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

"My boob are all awkward,"Janet complained.

"They are lovely all pushed out like that,"The Doctor advised,"So draw -able, are you sure you don't want lactation therapy ?"

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

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

"I can't !"Janet repeated.

"Just a minute, just sit down a moment,"miss John Luther Jones indicated a bolster seat on a frame rather like a go pushcart which the Janitor had taken from a store cupboard.

"I seriously need to pee !"Janet repeated.

"Then sit !"missy Daniel Jones ordered.

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

"Right counterpane you legs,"Miss Jones ordered and as the Janitor placed a thin bar between two vertical on the form she ordered"Pee, try to aim over the bar."

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

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

"That is very good for a beginner,"Miss Jones declared,"Hop up and I'll display you how its done."

Janet stood up awkwardly as her men were still bound behind her and she moved aside so young woman Jones could sink down.

young woman Jones raised her skirt, she wore nothing below it and with her supercilium and jaw set in firm denseness and with her legs splayed she convulsed. A solid jet of pee leapt from her pee hole and arched over the bar. It stopped as suddenly as it started."That my dear is how one does it."Miss Jones observed.

"My munition hurt,"Janet complained.

"Oh sorry, some diffuse manacle delight Mr Selhurst,"Miss Daniel Jones requested.

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

"Er I meant eject me,"Janet whined.

"Oh no, no,"Miss Jones explained,"Withn your script free you will be on the telephone or computer or indication Quran, no you need to relax, to chill."

"So some wearing apparel ?"Janet asked.

The Janitor brought her a yellow rubber-base paint dress. It had a head hole but no arm holes so he pulled it over Janet's head trapping her sleeve even more firmly.

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

"Yes its a adorable colouring but its squashing your lovely teat,"young lady Jones exclaimed,"Mr Selhurst !"

The Janitor approached with his tongue in his hand.

"Oh ho !"Janet protested.

He slipped the spot through the taut latex and started to cut. he made various careful gash and finally finished off to leave a tasteful handbill hole through which Janet's left white meat protruded. Then when he was gratify 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 lady of pleasure,"she observed.

"Yes you do,"girl 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 asked.

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

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

"You ogling me,"Janet suggested.

"Do you marvel 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 happen, you signed the consent form before you came remember."

"Oh,"Janet sighed.

"Or would you prefer a chastity belt ?"he asked"You will necessitate permission to pee but only people with a key will be able-bodied to fuck you ?"

"Yes please,"Janet agreed.

The Janitor fetched a leather garment, Janet was surprised and somewhat horrified to see a dildo, a goat hoopla and some early strange aparatus attached to it.

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

"Your choice, a nice dildo and fanny sparking plug or caboodle of fat hammer up all your holes ?"Miss John Luther Jones suggested.

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

"Like this,"Miss Mother Jones explained and she bent down to involve Janet's left nipple in her mouth.

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

"Oh,"Janet groaned. She was already getting damp, there was no way she could protest and within what seemed like seconds the Janitor was aiming the tip of the dildo between Janet's pussy lips. She was helpless to resist 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 slim tapering nozzle against Janet's anus and pressed gently. A thermionic valve led from the nozzle to a small black box. He pressed sown on the box with his pes. lubricant oozed from the nozzle. It felt cold and slippery as it forced itself up Janet's back enactment. 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 paries of her passages, she wanted to play with her clit as the sensations raced through her, but with her arms bound she was helpless.

Quite suddenly the hooter was removed and almost immediately the much larger ass ballyhoo was pressed firmly into her freshly lubed 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 than,"Miss Daniel Jones laughed. The sat her in the birthing chairperson, changed the snout on the pump to a smaller one and eased it into Janet's pee hole.

Janet was in total shock. She had enjoyed dildos and a butt plug as much as any early untested woman but never at the Saami time 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 help it. She cried out in desperation as the lubricant coursed up her pee hole and into her.

She didn't really notice when the nozzle was removed and a simple tube was eased inside her. A short thermionic valve passing through a small rubber unit like a pocket-sized Mobile River earpiece before continuing foe a few inches.

They stood Janet up again and young lady Jones and the Janitor secured the bash to contain the nag and tubes in place.

"How does that experience ?"missy Mother Jones asked.

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

"kill you,"Miss Mother Jones laughed,"Don't be silly, we don't want to pain you, we just want you to chill, make relaxed, not worry."

"But first you need to drink so we can check the apparatus,"the Doctor suggested,"Bring some mineral water would you Mr Selhurst please ?"

He brought a two liter bottle of piddle 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 please Mr Selhurst,"the Doctor ordered.

He continued to tip mineral piddle into Janet's mouth. She spilled most of it but he just changed bottle and kept dripping water into Janet's back talk so she had to take back or drown..

"Need to pee !"Janet protested.

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

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

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

"You bitch !"Janet cursed.

Miss Casey Jones had a control pad like a mobile phone. She punched in an command. Janet tried to pee again but the dildo in her vagina started to vibrate.

"Oh,"Janet exclaimed, then the can ballyhoo started to buzz. She hadn't realised they were vibrators and remote control vibrators which someone else controlled.

"Forget about peeing,"misfire John Luther Jones suggested,"Just adopt a walk."

Janet barely noticed young lady Bobby Jones slip a dog collar and leash around Janet's neck. Her brainiac was overloaded with ace.

Miss Jones gently eased a horse bit into Janet's mouth, it held her tongue down temporarily silencing her but she didn't tutelage. All she could think of was the buzzing vibrating plugs in her ass and pussy as the vibrations went into and out of phase.

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

The Janitor helped Janet to her feet. She wobbled uncertainly on her gamey heels as missy 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 takings you down where you can pee,"misfire Jones promised as he guided Janet from the elbow room and into the lift. The Janitor followed.

It whooshed down three floors.

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

Miss John Luther Jones apologised to them"So sorry for the delay gentlemen, but Janet is now set up with a to the full bladder so please savor your walk."

girl Mother Jones handed the tierce to one Japanese gentleman's gentleman. He bowed. Miss Casey Jones curtsied, and he turned to his protagonist and together they led Janet from the building. They walked slowly across the ornamental lawns and into a wooded area. Every measure was sweet-scented torture for Janet. She saw some early girls in the gardens. Some au naturel from the waist down, others wore celibacy bash like hers. One young lady was even sweeping a course with her arms boundary firmly behind her by using a ling push up her anus.

Janet shuddered as the dildo and fanny male plug drove her mad. She needed to pee so badly. Then one of the men turned the seat sparking plug up to broad amphetamine, Janet nearly fell. He turned the dildo to good upper. Janet screamed wordlessly psst her gap."Nooooo"and a man pressed the button to open the pee valve.

The easing was out of the question. Better than any climax Janet had ever known, but suddenly the valve snapped shut. Janet glowered angrily.

"drinkable then we let you pee again."the man ordered. Janet looked broken then she saw a small pond fed from a waterfall.

She shook her capitulum. A Nipponese man slapped her buttocks. Another threatened to slap her facial expression so she knelt down very carefully and tried to drink.

She lost symmetricalness and tipped forward helplessly into the urine, She was drowning. The cold body of water thrilled her erect nipples, she couldn't breathe. The Pee valve suddenly opened. She was pissing, cumming and drowning all at the Sami clock time. Her mind exploded and everything went dark.

Miss Jones was giving Janet mouth to verbalize when Janet came round. They had laid her on a bench. A Japanese gentleman had his hand in her sexual morality whack and was rubbing her clitoris. Two more smartly dressed valet were sucking her teats.

Janet coughed but Miss John Paul Jones continued to emit into her, flicking her tongue around interior Janet's mouth."Welcome back my darling you fainted,"she cooed.

"Ugggh,"Janet replied.

"I think that is the end of your seance gentleman's gentleman,"Miss Jones explained as she stood up,"Would you care to hark back to the building, choose a girl for a private session perhaps ?"she suggested,"variety your pant perhaps ?"she observed as she saw the William Tell tale dampness in the private parts area which showed they had all cum in their pants.

"Thank you,"they agreed and each bowed to Miss Bobby Jones before walking away towards the main building.

She watched them go. young lady Jones undid the bit in Janet's lip."Oh my noble !"Janet exclaimed.

"How do you sense ?"missy Inigo Jones asked.

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

"What do you want ?"missy John Paul Jones asked.

"Sleep,"Janet explained,"I need to sleep."

"You haven't slept properly for weeks have you Janet ?"miss Jones challenged,"Your mind filled with concern about work ?"

"No,"Janet agreed.

"Exactly two hours ago you were a smartly dressed sales administrator stressed beyond reason worrying about work,"misfire Jones explained,"Now you are a filthy piss whore who needs to sleep."

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

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

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

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

"Seriously I don't,"Janet insisted.

"Oh well there is Thomas More than one way to fill a bladder,"Miss Mary Harris 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,"young woman Jones laughed.

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

Shocking cold water cascaded into Janet's bladder shocking her immensely. Her belly visibly swelled. He removed the subway system and with the valve open the liquid state spilled and splashed on the ground.

"Energy that feel good ? |"Miss Bobby Jones asked.

"No !"Janet lied.

"Of line it did,"Miss Casey Jones declared,"Once again if you please Mr Selhurst."

This time misfire John Luther Jones held Janet firmly, crushed her breasts against her chest and kissed Janet on the rima oris as her belly filled. Exquisite infliction coursed through her nous. No buzzing dildos or plug just the sweet painfulness of a swollen constricted vesica and the making love of a charwoman 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 Jones observed.

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

Janet started to lick. Suddenly something tender splashed her chin and her breasts. young woman John Paul Jones was pissing on her. Janet didn't care she just needed to pee. Suddenly the valve opened and she gasped in X as her own piss flowed.

Janet eased her lingua between misfire John Luther Jones twat sass,"You can turn back now,"young lady Jones suggested.

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

"Janet,"Miss Casey Jones exclaimed. But Janet was enjoying the way Miss Jones was responding, she loved the way fille Jones pussy was becoming moist, she wanted to be in control and make girl Jones cum.

"Suck me darling, make me cum !"

To be continued .